Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter two hundred and forty third temptation

I walked in step by step along the stairs. Unlike the palace of Youxiong Kingdom, which is mainly black and heavy, the palaces of the Ziyi Kingdom all use white white marble walls, and even the floors are mainly red and orange, which looks quite vivid.

The surrounding walls were even carved or hung, all with exquisite or lively decorations. Suddenly, Yang Fanhai felt that this was not a palace, but a woman's boudoir.

When you enter the palace gate and walk to the aisle, the curtains woven from both sides are hung with exquisite silk, colorful and beautiful. Yang Fanhai once saw his mother dyeing the cloth, and he knew a little about it. At first glance, these colorful silks were not dyed, but natural colors.

Such silk is of course valuable. Gongsun Shaodian focuses on simplified notes. He cannot see it in the Youxiong Kingdom. I am afraid that only the country with black clothes that is famous all over the world can have such a scene.

Luxury is naturally luxurious, but Yang Fanhai's thoughts are even better. The king of the black-clothed country seems to have a different hobby and a little too heavy rouge.

Wei Jing led the two of them to walk forward, crossing the aisle, and did not go to the conference hall of the country of Ziyi, but walked towards the backyard.

"Where are we going?" Gongsun Xuanyuan asked.

Wei Jing smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the second prince, the king of our country has no malice towards the second prince. He has never liked to go to the conference hall, so he asked his two people to go to the backyard to talk."

Gongsun Xuanyuan nodded, without saying much, followed Wei Jing and walked to the backyard.

There were two soldiers holding axe at the door, with a strong aura. Yang Fanhai used his spiritual sense to check and found that the two were actually in the realm of Daluo Jinxian. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed in his heart. If it were in the Youxiong Kingdom, the Daluo Jinxian cultivator would definitely be a general in the army, and here, there were only two gatekeepers.

Seeing everyone coming, the soldier holding an axe stretched out the axe in his hand and crossed it to block several people. One of them asked, "Why are you here?"

Wei Jing immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Two, I will go out of the city to welcome Gongsun Xuanyuan, the second prince of the Xiong Kingdom, and now I have arrived here, please inform me."

"It turns out to be His Highness the Second Prince!" The soldier holding an axe bowed and continued, "The king has an order, and only His Highness the Second Prince is allowed to go in, and the others are waiting outside."

"No!" Yang Fanhai said hurriedly: "I am the guard of His Highness the Second Prince, and I must go in together."

The palace revealed a strange feeling, which made him feel like something was about to happen, and he was panicked.

"Sorry!" the soldier shook his head and said, "This is the king's order, and I cannot wait to disobey it. And I must look down on you. If the king of our country has malicious intentions, there is no need to go through so much trouble."

"Just as he said!" Gongsun Xuanyuan said to Yang Fanhai: "You are waiting outside, so I can deal with it naturally."

Yang Fanhai had no choice but to nod, and the soldier moved away from the far door: "Your Highness the Second Prince, please."

Gongsun Xuanyuan made another peace of mind to Yang Fanhai and walked straight inside.

Yang Fanhai was worried, but the palace was in great importance and it was not convenient to explore the spiritual consciousness. He could only stand on tiptoe and look inside the door, but some flowers, plants and trees were out, and nothing could be seen.

Wei Jing, who was standing beside him, looked and smiled slightly: "I don't know the name of this general."

Yang Fanhai hurriedly bowed and said, "I am Yang Fanhai, Xiong Kingdom."

"General Yang!" Wei Jing asked hurriedly: "Is it possible that the 100,000 Guifang tribes were killed in front of Chentang Pass, and then drove the Guifang tribe out of Yanzhou's General Zhengbei?"

"This..." Yang Fanhai was embarrassed when he was said like this, so he could only say embarrassedly: "It should be just going down."

"Okay, okay!" Wei Jing smiled and said, "General Yang is a real hero. He has been in harmony with God for a long time. Today he has seen the real person. It's such a blessing."

Yang Fanhai hurriedly bowed: "Sir, I'm sorry!"

"Where, where!" Wei Jing smiled and said again: "I heard that General Yang was still ashamed of the face of thousands of troops of the Guifang tribe. Why are he so careful in my Black Clothing Palace today?"

"This..." Yang Fanhai was embarrassed to say the crisis here, and could only say: "I will follow the Second Prince on an envoy and bear the responsibility of guarding. There will inevitably be a little bit. I hope Lord Wei will forgive me."

Wei Jing nodded: "It's reasonable, but General Yang doesn't need to do this. Our king really has no malice towards His Highness the Second Prince. Or it should be that our king attaches great importance to His Highness the Second Prince. Before that, even if Emperor Yan of Zhu came here, our king only met in the palace and never sent anyone to greet him, let alone sent someone to his residence."

"Is this true?" Yang Fanhai thought in his heart, feeling that as the other party said, if the other party was really malicious, it would not take so much effort. He immediately put the matter down for a while and asked, "Master Wei, don't you know that your royal family is respected?"

It is a bit impolite to ask this, but Yang Fanhai is indeed a little impatient and doesn't care about that much.

Wei Jing shook his head: "Your question really made people fall down. Don't talk about me, I'm afraid that few people in our entire country of Ziyi know the real name of our king. Over the years, everyone has respectfully called him the Ziyi clan, or as we do, he respectfully called him the King."

Yang Fanhai's heart moved slightly and asked again: "Dare you ask, how many princesses are there in your country? Is there any princess who are named Yao?"

"Princess!" Wei Jing was stunned, turned to shake his head and smiled, "General Yang is so incompetent. He didn't know much about my country before coming."

Yang Fanhai felt a little embarrassed: "I am a little ignorant and have been plagued by mundane things over the years. I have never had the opportunity to learn more. If there is anything wrong, I hope he can forgive me."

"It's okay!" Wei Jing smiled: "The royal family in our country is different from other royal families. There are no princes, no princesses, and no other princes. There are only one king in our country."

"Ah!" Yang Fanhai was stunned and exclaimed: "Can you have no wife in your country?"

"Wife?" Wei Jing almost laughed out loud: "The king of our country is a woman, so how can we get married?"

"Woman!" Yang Fanhai's eyes almost fell off. In this world, men have always been superior to women. It is rare for women to be a high-ranking official, and they even became kings. It is impossible to believe that they were.

But when I think back, the decoration of this palace is quite feminine, and it is like pulling silk and weaving cloth that women are better at. From this point of view, it seems reasonable that Zi Yi is a woman.

But the problem is that if the Ziyi clan is a woman and there is no princess in the Ziyi clan, then where should I find her mother?

After finally finding such a clue, it suddenly seemed to break again. Yang Fanhai felt as if he sucked into his chest in one breath, condensed into a stone, and stuck there, making people feel extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't vomit it out.

I thought a lot in my heart, not knowing where to start, but I don’t know where to stop. It was blank. After a while, I was awakened by Wei Jing’s voice.

"General Yang, what's wrong with you?" Wei Jing looked at Yang Fanhai a little puzzled, not understanding why the other person's face suddenly became ugly.

Yang Fanhai shook his head repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay! Thank you Lord Wei for your concern."

"It's fine!"

Wei Jing smiled, and at this moment he heard another footstep, and then he saw Gongsun Xuanyuan coming out of it.

"Your Highness the Second Prince!" Yang Fanhai hurriedly met.

Gongsun Xuanyuan raised his hand and signaled that it was okay. At this moment, he heard a woman's voice from inside: "My second prince has not been discussed yet. Wei Jing, you can take His Highness the Second Prince to the Qingsiyuan to stay in. I will visit His Highness the Second Prince again tomorrow."

The sound is like a clear spring, quite nice.

"I obey the order!"

Wei Jing hurriedly bowed and said to Gongsun Xuanyuan: "Your Highness, please!"

Gongsun Xuanyuan and Yang Fanhai bowed to the yard and left with Wei Jing.

Qingsiyuan is a villa in the palace, and it is the best residence when the country of Ziyi was entertained. In the past, Emperor Yan came here and entered the place. It can be seen that what Wei Jing said was not a random fabrication. The king of Ziyi really attached great importance to Gongsun Xuanyuan.

After taking the two to the Qingsiyuan, Wei Jing retreated on his own after making arrangements.

After Wei Jing left, Yang Fanhai hurriedly asked Gongsun Xuanyuan: "Second Prince, how are you discussing?"

Gongsun Xuanyuan didn't comment, looked entangled, shook his head and said, "It's strange. When I talked to her about this, she always talked about him, but instead kept asking me some things about myself. Moreover, she sat behind the curtain, and I never saw her."

It turned out to be like this, Yang Fanhai frowned: "Can she meant to deliberately delay time or something?"

This mission seemed simple, only two people came, but it was of great importance, and it could even be said to be related to the future country of the human race. As Gongsun Xuanyuan said before, the earlier the agreement was agreed, the more beneficial it would be for the Youxiong Kingdom. However, if the Ziyi clan did not talk about this, it would make the two feel a little embarrassed.

"It shouldn't be!" Gongsun Xuanyuan shook his head: "I feel that she is not hostile to me. Maybe she wants to know more clearly and can make a decision. Let's not mention it for now. Let's take a night off first and let me think about it carefully."

Yang Fanhai nodded and stopped asking.

When it was late at night, Yang Fanhai walked out of the residence and looked up at the night full of stars.

His mother's affairs lingered in his heart and it was difficult to fall asleep. The scene of the people in Guangling City raising silkworms overlapped with the appearance of his mother's raising silkworms and appeared in his heart from time to time.

Over the years, he has been working on national affairs, but his parents' affairs have never been let go. It would be fine if there were no clues. At this moment, he always felt that he seemed to have returned to his mother's hometown and was eager to find out.

Although Wei Jing said a lot, it was not surprising that this matter was related to the royal family, and it was not surprising that he had concealed something as an outsider. No matter what, Yang Fanhai could not give up because of Wei Jing's words. Since he couldn't get what he wanted from others, he could only check it out by himself.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next