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Chapter 19
Liangzhou is very lively today, the reason is that His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the dynasty, led the first fairy daughter of the dynasty, Princess Qingling, back to the door.

Although His Royal Highness is notorious outside, the locals, especially those romantic places, love this son from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, this is definitely not because he has a handsome skin, but mainly because of his generous spending, which always surprises people.

Although many people have been treated badly by His Royal Highness, the vast majority of people may get a big reward because of a good flattery, so this Liangzhou has gradually developed over the years. Find a new career.

The professional name is called, on how to flatter His Royal Highness.

This matter is a bit absurd, but it does exist.

It's a pity that this line of business had only just begun to take off, but it died because His Royal Highness became the son-in-law.

If there is no accident, after His Royal Highness returns home this time, it may be difficult to return to Liangzhou for several years. This makes those young girls who have been pregnant for a long time secretly shed tears at home, as if their husbands went to war. .

I have to say that although our Highness has a bad reputation outside, he is still quite popular in this three-acre land in Liangzhou. At least those nympho girls and romantic prostitutes are fond of him. think.

As for whether it is for the appearance or the money, I won't go into details.

The long line of dragons from the imperial capital had not yet reached Liangzhou City, when the Northern Liang army came out of the city to meet them.

When we arrived in the city, the streets were even more crowded with people, His Royal Highness, I love you, I don't know how many times such infatuated words resounded.

It's a pity that there was no scene of His Highness poking his head out, waving and smiling at everyone on the phoenix chariot in the center of the army.

This can't help but make people sigh, as expected, the newcomers laugh and the old ones cry, after His Royal Highness won the first fairy daughter of the dynasty, he didn't even poke his head out to say hello to the infatuated girls in Liangzhou.

The nympho girl was heartbroken and burst into tears, while the famous prostitute shook her head and sighed secretly, "Men, they are all those who love the new and dislike the old."

But at this moment in the phoenix chariot, His Highness and Princess sitting on both sides, hearing the frantic shouts outside, all frowned and showed displeasure.

"What a vagabond, dishonoring his father's reputation!"

Princess Qingling scolded in disgust.

Although she is only sixteen years old, her figure is already exquisite and exquisite, and not only her appearance is peerless, but her talent is also rare in the dynasty.

Among the younger generation of the Tianhuo Dynasty, it can be said to be the top row, with a royal background and extraordinary talent, it is inevitable to be arrogant.

The person sitting opposite her looked exactly like Chen Ansheng, but he was a fake.

His name is unknown, his name is hidden ghost Taoist, he has reached the level of cultivating gods, and his most powerful ability is the technique of transformation. He once said that unless he is a great master of Hedao, he cannot see through his transformation.

Whether it is bragging or not, I don't know for the time being, but the gods in the imperial capital tried to see his changes several times, but all ended in failure.

Therefore, under the emperor's deliberation, he still made this decision and asked him to change Chen Ansheng and lead the operation.

The phoenix chariot moved forward steadily, and the voices of people outside were gradually left behind.

Time passed by every minute and every second, when the sound of fireworks and firecrackers sounded in unison, the Taoist Yin Gui knew that the Beiliang Palace was not far away.

Open the window and look out, as expected, the phoenix chariot is already moving forward in the mountains.

"Welcome the son-in-law, welcome the princess."

In the majestic Beiliang Palace, the steward Wang Xi shouted loudly, the army stopped, and the phoenix chariot fell to the ground.

"My son-in-law, Your Royal Highness, here we are."

Outside the phoenix chariot, the maid spoke softly.

Princess Qingling was slightly nervous, while Taoist Yin Gui, who was opposite her, patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, gave her an encouraging look, and got out of the sedan chair first.

Princess Qingling took a deep breath, followed closely behind, and stepped out of the phoenix chariot.

Under the feet is a big red carpet that stretches hundreds of meters. There is a bucket in the center of the carpet, which catches the wind, and behind the bucket is a basin with water in it, which is used to wash the dust.

"Wind blows!"

Daoist Yingui and Princess Qingling walked to the bucket arm in arm, and someone shouted from the side.

There is a maid in Luoshang shaking a cattail fan, and the robes of the princess consort are fluttering.

After receiving the wind, a maid took off their shoes and socks for the two, and went barefoot in the basin to wash the dust.

After receiving the wind and washing the dust, the two put on their shoes and socks again, and walked solemnly along the hundreds of meters of red carpet.

On both sides of the red carpet, there are Beiliang family troops. Their rigor and cleanliness are amazing.

It's no wonder that the Dynasty has always said that it doesn't enter Beiliang and doesn't know the army.

The closer she got to Beiliang Palace, the more nervous Princess Qingling felt. Although she was arrogant, she still couldn't help sweating when she arrived at the site of the most legendary figure in the dynasty.

The gate of the palace is wide and grand, surrounded by two majestic stone lions, and the eaves are decorated with lanterns and festoons, creating a joyous atmosphere.

And in front of the door, there are two people standing, one at the side, bowing slightly, this housekeeper Wang Xi.

The other person stood in the door, with frosty temples, a little hunchback, wearing a simple robe, and with that festive smile, it is easy to think of a rich old man who is willing to give.

But in fact, this half-century old man who looks like a kind and rich man is actually the legendary figure known as the human butcher, Liang Wang Chen Dao!

When Princess Qingling was young, she had the honor of seeing Rentu once. That time, what she saw was Rentu beating his half-brother severely in front of his father.

She has a deep memory, and she has always been afraid of this King Liang until now.

Now that they met again, she felt her legs tremble a little.

On the other hand, Taoist Yin Gui seemed calm and breezy on the surface, but in fact he was also a little timid in his heart, but the matter had come to this point, and he could no longer show his timidity.

"Here, this is Chen Dao. If you are willing to call him Mr. Father, just call him one sentence. If you don't like it, just be like me and call him Chen Dao."

Taoist Yin Gui spoke in an extremely casual tone.

Of course, this is what he learned from the insider, the most common way of getting along with Prince Liang.

"Don't listen to this kid, you are a girl, you can't be an asshole like him, so you should call me..."

Chen Dao, king of Beiliang, rubbed his hands together and smiled.

Princess Qingling hurriedly calmed down, bowed down with great respect, and after bestowing a blessing, she whispered softly: "Qingling has met my father, I wish my father a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan."

"Oh? Okay, okay, good wife here, haha..."

King Liang stroked his beard and laughed loudly, Taoist Yin Gui showed an impatient expression, "Why, it's so windy outside, why aren't you going to let us in?"

King Liang smiled sarcastically when he heard the words, and said: "By the way, that Wang Xi, hurry up and prepare for the banquet, An Sheng, Qing Ling, follow me into the mansion quickly, don't catch a cold."

After finishing speaking, he saw him cross the threshold first with his hands behind his back and his back bent.

Daoist Yingui and Princess Qingling exchanged glances, and followed closely behind.

(PS: The protagonist and the background of Beiliang in this book are borrowed from the masterpiece "Snow in the Snow" by the masters of Fenghuo Opera. If you don't like this kind of thing, I hope you will show mercy and find someone else to do it, we are our own people...)
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