Self-struggle starting from Douluo

The country's current name is "Xia" and the emperor has newly ascended the throne.

It is said that there was an immortal who was bored, so he ran into the imperial palace, ate the food in the imperial kitchen, and slept with one of the emperor's concubines.

Then, feeling quite satisfied, she went to the emperor's bedside, woke him up, and said that she wanted to take away a few imperial chefs and the concubine.

Can you imagine that scene?

Anyway, the emperor was terrified and agreed immediately. The next day, he abdicated and gave the throne to his son, who is the current emperor.

The current emperor has been on the throne for just two years, and nothing has happened. He is just very respectful to the immortals, and just flatters them.

Just because he heard the rumor that a certain immortal wanted to marry the princess, he took the initiative to send the princess over.

……

Qinghuan could guess that there would be a lot of people from the capital, but she didn't expect it to be this many.

The long queue at the gate of the capital city still made Qinghuan astonished. Could it be that all the people in the world had come to the capital city?
But after a closer look, Qinghuan roughly guessed what was going on.

The majority of carriages in the queue were horse-drawn carriages, including those for transporting goods and those for carrying people... These were wealthy families moving to the capital.

That’s right. There are constant disasters outside, but the capital city is actually more peaceful.

The number of poor people is far greater than that of rich families, which leads to the fact that there are far more immortals who come from poor families than those who come from rich families.

Poor people all hate the rich!

Once you gain power, it is considered good to seize the property of rich families. But if you are unhappy, it is not impossible for you to kill the whole family.

Besides, how many wealthy families are willing to bow and scrape to a peasant?

The concept that strength is respected has not yet been deeply rooted in people's minds.

……

Qinghuan led the horse and waited in line quietly until it was dark, when it was his turn.

The guards guarding the city looked around and asked, "Where are you from? Why are you entering the city?"

Qing Huan answered truthfully, "I came from Liangzhou and went to the city to seek refuge with the Duke of Zhenguo."

"Zhenguo Duke's Mansion?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, then sneered with a strange look in his eyes and said, "Another one... go in."

Qinghuan raised an eyebrow, suppressed her doubts, thanked Ma Rucheng and took him by the hand.

Duke Zhenguo Bai Jingting is the "general" who created martial arts together with the old man!
Being able to create martial arts together, it goes without saying that they have a deep friendship with each other.

The letter in Qinghuan's arms was written by the old man to Bai Jingting, asking him to help settle Qinghuan and prepare a new identity for Qinghuan to take the imperial examination.

But judging from the reaction of the guards at the city gate, something might have happened in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Ask around before visiting.

……

There are more people in the capital than you might imagine, and it is also more prosperous than you might imagine.

Along the way, there are numerous shops on both sides, with houses lined up one after another, including medicine shops, tea houses, wine shops, restaurants, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, and government offices.
Of course, when there are more people, there are all kinds of people.

"Boss, that guy is covered in dust, and other than a horse, I can't see what he has."

In a restaurant by the roadside, several people were sitting by the window, looking at Qinghuan who was walking slowly with her horse.

The young man in a bun who was leading the group stroked his chin without blinking and said, "Don't you think he doesn't fit in with the other people on the street?"

The younger brothers poked their heads out, looked at him for a while, and said, "Except that he looks quite leisurely, there is no other difference, right?"

The young man in the bun seemed to be considering something and said, "Go, send someone to watch him and see where he goes."

The younger brothers looked at each other, and immediately someone ran downstairs and followed from a distance.

Qinghuan naturally didn't know that someone was watching her, and she walked slowly, leading the horse.

Stopping at the door of a bookstore and tying the horse at the door, Qing Huan walked into the bookstore and looked around. The books sold here were basically all in the old master's study. However, Qing Huan still picked two books that interested him and went to the counter to pay.

Most bookstores are run by scholars.

But the person behind the counter was obviously not the shopkeeper, but a clerk, who looked bored. He took a look and quoted the price: "Three taels of silver in total."

Qing Huan took out a five-liang silver ingot, handed it over with a smile, and said, "Boss, I want to ask you something."

The word "Boss" immediately made the clerk smile, not to mention that he had money to earn, so he immediately said, "Customers, please feel free to ask. There is nothing in this capital that I don't know!"

There were not many people in the bookstore, and a bookstore is not a place for chatting. But Qinghuan judged from the clerk's bored look just now that he was a talkative person.

Sure enough.

Qing Huan leaned against the counter and asked, "How much does the shopkeeper know about the affairs of the Zhenguo Mansion?"

The clerk's eyes lit up, and he immediately became interested. He lowered his voice and said, "You've asked the right person. This bookstore is originally owned by the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion..."

Qinghuan's eyes lit up, and he listened carefully, asking a few questions from time to time.

……

Duke Zhenguo Bai Jingting is dying.

Not only that, all the adult men in the Zhenguo Duke's family had died. Now, in the huge Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, except for the dying Bai Jingting, there were only a bunch of women and children left.

I don’t know why all the men died, and I don’t know why Bai Jingting was on the verge of death.

But the guy is very clear about the current situation of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

There are too many wolves eyeing the throne of the Duke of Zhenguo. Now, there are seven young masters from the side or cousin branches living in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. Every day, they try to show their courtesy to the Duke's daughters, which is almost like a big show.

As long as he can marry a legitimate daughter, he will have the title of a duke. At worst, there will be a huge estate to divide. Who can refuse such temptation?
These seven young masters are competing with each other to the point of breaking their heads, and the family forces behind them are also making their efforts.

Now the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion is the stage, and everyone else in the capital is the audience.

It's not that the seven young masters are too eager to do something, but Bai Jingting also has similar thoughts, which is why he let them live in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Not only were they allowed to move in, but a portion of the assets of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion were also given to them to manage.

This bookstore is one of the properties, belonging to the nephew of Bai Jingting's second daughter-in-law, a young man named Liu.

However, Mr. Liu's mind was obviously not on running the bookstore.

There are three legitimate daughters in the Bai family, and it is obvious that there are too many people and too little porridge. Master Liu dare not relax for a moment, so he sent his servant to the bookstore and spent the whole day hanging around Miss Bai III.

Qinghuan got a headache after hearing this. If he came closer again, wouldn’t it be troublesome?
No wonder the guards guarding the city said "here comes another one", they regarded him as the same as those seven young masters.

He knew he didn't have this intention, but others didn't know. As long as he got closer, everyone in the capital would agree, and the number would increase from seven to eight.

It seems that after Bai Jingting arranged an identity for himself, he had to find another place to live.

The guy was still talking non-stop about how their young master was about to win the heart of the third girl, and that Young Master He and Young Master Zhang could never compete with his young master, and that the title of Duke Zhenguo would most likely fall on his young master... and so on.

Qing Huan said with a smile: "Among the three daughters of the Zhenguo Duke, your son should set his sights on the eldest daughter. At worst, the second daughter will do... The third daughter should be the last in line."

The waiter chuckled and said, "You don't understand. Who are the people who are targeting the second young lady? The second son of the Qingyun Marquis family, the third son of the Changping Marquis family, the youngest son of the Wu'an Marquis family, and there is another one, but the second son of the Qingguo Duke family... My young master dare not compete with them, or he will die!"

"Your son is quite self-aware."

Qing Huan smiled and said, "What about the eldest daughter? Let me tell you, there are seven young masters, four are pursuing the second daughter, three are pursuing the third daughter, why is no one pursuing the eldest daughter? She is the eldest daughter!"

The man's face froze, and he said, "Someone has to dare to do that!"

Qing Huan raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Is the eldest girl ugly?"

The waiter lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "My master said that the young lady is as beautiful as a fairy, but she is also good at martial arts and is said to have led troops into battle... No one dares to approach her with that aura!"

"Oh?" Qing Huan was interested and asked, "Has the imperial court used troops in recent years?"

The clerk spread his hands and said, "That's what they say anyway, but the young lady is really scary. My master said he would never dare to get close to her." (End of this chapter)