The prince is very fierce

The capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty returned to Yancheng, and the lights stayed on all night long. Dragon and lion dance teams paraded among the neighborhoods to celebrate the upcoming New Year and the crowning ceremony of Prince Jiang Du.

Xinggu Lane in Nancheng is a romantic place where three religions and nine streams are mixed. People of all kinds gather among the bars of brothels to play the piano, compose poems, and drink happily. A few drunkards fall on the streets on a snowy night, and the whole street is filled with the smell of alcohol.

The most famous one in Xinggu Lane is Yuchun Tower. At this time, the venue was booked by the princes and nobles, and there was a slight frivolous laughter.

On the side of Yuchun Tower, a small hook-up room adjacent to the building was also covered by someone. However, unlike the next door, there was no sound in the small hook-up stall. Only the swordsman wearing a bamboo hat sat in front of the lamp and drank alone.

Several kiln ladies with gorgeous make-up stood outside the door with bronze mirrors and put on their make-up, not paying much attention to the only customer in the hook bar.

After all, this weird swordsman is not here for the first time. He wraps up this hook every time, but he doesn't listen to music or play with women. He only drinks wine. It's like the wine in the bowl has more flavor than these women.

The wine in Goulan is not strong, but one bowl after another, if you drink too much, you will eventually get drunk.

It was past three o'clock, and the young swordsman's face became a little drunker. In the Yuchun Tower next door, the princes, princes and nobles also got on the carriage and left one after another.

The young swordsman raised his hand, and the kiln ladies retreated consciously.

After a while, there was a noise behind the hook rail. A man of the same age wearing a gold-rimmed young master's robe came in from the back door. He looked at the young swordsman who was holding his forehead with his hand and frowned:

"Wuye, why did you drink so much?"

"What else can I do to drown my sorrows with wine?"

Liu Wuye's eyes were slightly blurred and drunk, and he looked at the handsome young man who walked in. He raised the corners of his mouth and showed the bright smile that often hung on his face:

"Your Highness, please take a seat."

The prince Jiang Du has not yet reached the crown, and has not yet been canonized as the prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Hearing Liu Wuye's slightly teasing words, Jiang Du shook his head, sat down at the wine table, thought about it for a while, and said:

"Now that the world is in chaos, I have been taught by the Imperial Master since I was a child to put the safety of the people first. I don't have to be the prince if I don't want to."

Liu Wuye picked up the wine bowl, smiled slightly at himself, and looked at Jiang Du:

"You want to be emperor?"

Jiang Du choked on his words and sighed softly:

"How can I care about the throne? It's just that the world is in turmoil. If I leave Guiyan City, there may be some trouble..."

Liu Wuye shook his head and pointed outside:

"You live peacefully in the imperial city, with no danger, no illness, no disaster, and you will be the crown prince above ten thousand people from now on. And I am still being hunted by my father, hiding here and there like a snake and rat underground, the world is in chaos, and I What does it matter? I think about the people of the world, who will think about me?”

Jiang Du took a breath and thought for a moment:

"My father is already old. As long as I ascend to the throne, the events of the past years will be wiped out, and Liu Gong will not ask any more questions..."

Liu Wuye shook his head: "So what if you ascend the throne? Now the border war situation is in danger, and the success or failure of the new year is unknown. Can you turn the tide and bring the situation back? Or can you withstand the destruction of Daqi's thousand-year-old foundation?" Yu Yiyi’s infamy?”

Regarding such rebellious words, Jiang Du was not angry, but instead took it seriously:

"I came to see you today to discuss this matter with you. King Su's son Xu Buling came to Northern Qi secretly. The Imperial Preceptor was rounding up the old Imperial Preceptors secretly and invited all the old Imperial Preceptors back. Although the Imperial Preceptor is said to be extremely intelligent, he is Judging from the situation since the beginning of the year, it is not a perfect plan. I am worried that something will go wrong. You are very skilled in martial arts. If you can help secretly, you can be more sure..."

Liu Wuye shook his head: "You want me to kill again? How many more times are you going to kill?"

"Sigh... This matter is too important. As long as Xu Buling is captured alive, Daqi will not say anything about entering the pass, but threatens Xu Buling. It is a sure thing to establish a foothold north of the Yellow River. You only need to capture Xu Buling. If you don't want to be caught, I might be able to use this to mention it to my father so that you don't have to hide anymore."

Jiang Du looked easy-going and persuaded seriously.

Liu Wuye's thoughts were not focused on his words at all. He just glanced at Jiang Du:

"The other party is Xu Buling. Even the Imperial Master has to find helpers. Do you just believe in me? Are you not afraid that I will die outside?"

"I know what you are capable of. You have never failed before, and it will definitely be the same this time. Moreover, the National Preceptor and the others took the lead, and you were just secretly guarding against unexpected events..."

Liu Wuye raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, without saying anything more, he drank the wine in the bowl, picked up the stained knife on the table, turned around and walked out of the hook bar.

It was snowing outside Goulan, and it seemed to be a little colder.

After Liu Wuye glanced at the sky, he put on his bamboo hat and stepped into the wind and snow.

The cold wind poured in from the door, and Jiang Du, who was wearing a relatively thin garment, tightened his robe tightly. He watched Liu Wuye leave, hesitated a little, and finally didn't say a word...——

In Liangcheng, Saibei, the lights are silent in the streets and alleys.

After Xu Buling left the ruined temple, he took the three girls for a few laps outside the city. After making sure that his whereabouts were not revealed, he climbed over the city wall and returned to the inn where he stayed.

The inn is located in an area where foreigners gather in Fanbang, and the influence is mixed, so they are not afraid of government inspections. However, the inn is relatively simple and small in scale. For safety reasons, the four of them opened two rooms next to each other.

Xu Buling obviously couldn't sleep in the same room as Chen Sining. With two girls in front of him, he was too embarrassed to sleep with Xiaowan directly. Manzhi didn't even dare to get under his bed. As a result, he was left alone in the empty room with him. He was in a daze with Yiyi, who hated the little green snake.

The room was very quiet. All the noises could be heard clearly from the next room, which was only separated by a wall:

"...Sister Hongluan and Princess Su are sworn sisters, and are Xu Buling's aunts; Sister Xiang'er is the former queen mother, and is Xu Buling's great-aunt; you call Sister Xiang'er the queen mother, which means you are Sister Xiang'er's daughter-in-law, and Xu Buling calls you aunt; I call you auntie, so Xu Buling and I are still cousins?"

The speaker was Chen Si Ning, with a very tangled tone, carefully sorting out the relationship.

"Yes, you are my niece. If you have any problems in the future, just say hello to me. If you can't solve it, I will help you solve it. If I can't solve it, my mother will help you solve it."

"Oh... No, Sister Xiang'er is Xu Buling's wife, and Sister Hongluan is also Xu Buling's wife. You..."

Cui Xiaowan answered as casually as ever:

"I will be too in the future."

"Uh... Isn't this a mess? Should I call Xu Buling uncle, uncle, or cousin?"

Zhu Manzhi also slept in the next room. Bi, at this time, laughed and tried to smooth things over:

"Alas, there is no blood relationship. The imperial family is so messy. Just talk about it separately. Just like Sister Cui, should you call Sister Xiang'er the queen mother or the queen mother? In front of Mr. Xu, she is still Mr. Xu's aunt."

"This... don't you feel awkward?"

"If the queen mother is not awkward, I am not awkward, and you don't have to be awkward either."

"What does it have to do with me..."

...

The three girls had a hard time discussing for half a night because of the issue of identity and seniority.

Xu Buling stroked Yiyi's head and listened. He could clearly feel Chen Si Ning's emotions of "hesitating to speak, stopping and wanting to speak, my God, and having no conscience", etc. To be honest, he felt a little embarrassed. He felt like a scum who corrupted the moral principles.

However, Xu Buling couldn't explain this matter. The seniority of the imperial family was a mess. The more he explained, the more chaotic it would be. It was better to pretend that he didn't hear it.

The whispers next door lasted for an unknown amount of time. Seeing that it was getting late, Xiao Wan could no longer hold on, and the conversation stopped.

Xu Buling shook his head and smiled secretly, and was about to close his eyes and take a nap for a while, but soon he heard rustling sounds from next door, as if Chen Si Ning got up quietly.

Chen Si Ning suddenly came from South Vietnam thousands of miles away. Xu Buling was actually quite puzzled. He had just returned from outside the city and had no chance to be alone. Knowing that Chen Si Ning must have come to see him, Xu Buling turned over and sat up, put on his robe and walked out of the door...