Chapter 152: ?The world's romantic gathering Jiangling

Using the "Piaoxue Sword", one of the world's famous swords, as an introduction, was it to deliberately attract Luo Hong to the sword-watching conference?
Luo Hong's analysis caused Zhao Xinghe's eyes to shrink, and his breathing became slightly dignified.
Zhao Xinghe also thought about this possibility before, but the prince was really so confident that Luo Hong would participate in this sword appreciation meeting?
So if you hang up the Piaoxue Sword solemnly, you are not afraid that Zhenbei King will send someone to directly disturb the conference and the Piaoxue Sword directly?
But I heard that this time it was Wei Qiansui, the old in the deep palace, whose strength was unfathomable. He had followed Xia Huang. The world didn't know the specific realm.
Although Luo Family has also cultivated many masters secretly, there are still very few masters who can compare with Wei Qiansui.
Therefore, grabbing the sword... may not be possible.
What's more, once you choose to grab the sword, you will also have to face the fifty thousand mansion army of Jiangling Mansion. Jiangling Mansion is the Great Xia Mansion and has fifty thousand mansion troops stationed. This army may not be as good as Luo Jiahei in the northern part of the country. The riding is not comparable to the Chu Gou Army of the Chu family, but at least it is an army. The army that Jiangling Prefecture spends huge financial resources and food every year is not raising a group of dummies.
Even if the first-rank master is surrounded by fifty thousand troops, it is not easy to break through, and they will only end up dead in the end.
What's more, there are masters such as Wei Qiansui sitting in front of him.
Unless there are a few top rankings, the success rate of grabbing swords is very low.
"This is Yangmou, forcing this young man to participate in this sword appreciation conference..."
Luo Hong leaned on the armchair, took a sip of tea, and said lightly.
Zhao Xinghe frowned: "My son, it doesn't matter if you don't go to this sword-watching conference."
"The general and the prince shouldn't let the son go."
When Zhao Xinghe thought about it this way, he could also feel the dangers of this sword-watching conference.
Even, in order to deliberately attract Luo Hong to participate, even moved the venue of the sword-watching conference to Jiangling Mansion. Normally, these conferences are most suitable to be held in the Imperial Capital.
However, the prince chose to hold it in Jiangling Mansion, so the purpose is self-evident.
It was just to attract Luo Hong to participate, just like the reason why the secret realm of Heaven was set outside Anping County.
Thinking of this, Luo Hong fell into deep thought.
Vaguely, Luo Hong had a funny feeling, this prince... is he looking for trouble?
Want to deliberately find something to do for Daxia?
The Black Knight of the Luo family is still guarding the north of Saibei, and the king of Zhenbei is still in full swing, and the prince punishes the Luo family to death like this...
Do you want to deliberately force Luo family?
Luo Hong glanced at Zhao Xinghe, but did not ask this question.
Maybe there are some deep things that I don't know.
Moreover, the crown prince wanted to rectify the Luo family, and he had killed so many sons of King Zhenbei, and even the most outstanding peerless Tianjiao killed...
It's okay to kill him, the grandson of the king of Zhenbei, who is jumping.
The Luo family and the prince have long been saying that there is endless dying, and the prince is justified in getting the Luo family.
But what good is it for the prince if it moves Luo's family like this and messes up Daxia?
"Sword appreciation meeting?"
"Force me to go?"
Luo Hong leaned on the armchair and smiled faintly.
After Zhao Xinghe dissuaded Luo Hong for a few words, he did not say anything, but continued to discuss some matters about the birthday of the king of Zhenbei.
This incident made Luo Hong stunned.
Birthday?
Do you want to prepare a birthday gift?
Shou Li...Floating Snow Sword?
Thinking of this, Luo Hong squinted his eyes. What a coincidence, this prince... really did it intentionally.
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Zhenbei Wangfu.
The old Zhenbei King looked at the news revealed in the secret letter in his hand, a little dazed.
The next moment, the secret letter was suddenly twisted into a ball, and it was shaken to pieces.
"Xia Ji!"
King Zhenbei closed his eyes, his chest was violently ups and downs, his nose exhaled and sucked, as if a dragon vomited.
To send a loan to Zhang Jian, the king of Zhenbei was murderous.
"Hongchen's relic...Take it out as a reward. How can this be a sword appreciation? This is a joke of the Luo family to reward me..."
King Zhenbei opened his eyes and recovered his calm, but there was a deep exhaustion deep in his eyes.
A shadow appeared in the darkness, with a bit of chill in his voice, and said: "The prince, do you need to assemble the shadow guards to recapture the little prince's'Floating Snow' sword?"
"No, this sword-watching conference can be regarded as an obvious trap."
"Wei Laogu personally protects the sword. Lao Li can only beat ten strokes in the hands of Wei Laogu. Do you think you have fought? And there is also the fifty thousand mansion army of Jiangling Prefecture. The prefect of Jiangling Prefecture is Zhang Jingzhi, the son of Zhang Shoufu. The first assistant Zhang Huaiyi is different. He is more pedantic and rigid. He has the most rules in his heart. If he takes the sword, he will order the fifty thousand mansion army to dispatch. Then...you all have to stay."
Zhenbei Wang said calmly.
The shadow in the dark was suddenly angry and unwilling.
"Xia Ji wanted to stimulate this king with this, but this king just didn't make a move..."
"Besides, Xia Ji's goal is not this king." King Zhenbei took a deep breath: "Xia Ji took out the Snow Floating Sword as a reward. The bigger goal is to attract Luo Hong, and his goal is also Luo Hong."
The shadow in the dark was suddenly startled.
"Little boy?"
"Uncle Luo Hong's relics, with Luo Hong's awe-inspiring justice, uprightness, and unshakable temper with sand in his eyes, would he not go when he learned that the uncle's relic was insulted?"
King Zhenbei said, after finishing speaking, he sighed deeply.
"This kid... is too upright."
The shadow guard in the dark was silent.
Afterwards, the long pavilion fell into silence.
For a long time, the servant of Zhenbei Wang Fang took paper and pen and wrote the letter by himself. After that, a flying pigeon flapped its wings and flew out of Zhenbei Palace.
Zhenbei Wang specially revised a book so that Luo Hong would not participate in the sword appreciation meeting.
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Imperial Palace.
Ning Palace.
This is a somewhat depressed mansion, at least from the outside. In the eyes of many officials in Daxia today, the owner of this mansion is even more depressed and miserable.
The princess was taken into the deep palace by Emperor Xia and accepted as a concubine, but Ning did not dare to say anything, so he could only accept it obediently.
What a miserable thing this is, his wife was robbed, but he didn't even have the courage to become a confidante in anger.
However, everyone understood, because the one who took his wife was Emperor Xia, the supreme Da Xia Zi.
The outside of the mansion was extremely depressed, but the inside of the mansion was in two situations with the outside.
Not only the fallen leaves are clean, but even the atrium is clean.
Inside the room, a majestic middle-aged man crossed his knees on the futon, while in front, there was a woman wearing a veil, but showing her beauty between her eyebrows, she was extremely beautiful, holding a charred xylophone, slender and tender. His fingers flicked on the strings, like the sound of large beads falling on a jade plate.
Yoyo sandalwood lingers around the house.
It makes people calm, and the spirit fluctuates slightly.
After a long time, the sound of the piano gradually stopped.
The woman's palm stroking the piano, stopped the trembling strings, and the sound of the piano in the room stopped abruptly.
The figure cross-legged on the futon also gradually opened his eyes.
"Everyone Situ's piano art is getting more and more advanced, and I heard that this king is really baptized and happy."
King Ning chuckled lightly.
The woman got up, leaned slightly, her beautiful face only showed a slight smile.
"The prince is absurd."
King Ning clapped his hands, stood up, stretched his waist, there is no resentment on his face of being taken away from his wife.
It's more like a free and easy farm landlord.
King Ning carried his hands on his back, looked at the spotless courtyard, smiled, and said, "Situ, don't you go to Jiangling for a while?"
"Luo Hongchen's saber'Floating Snow' was used as a reward by my brother and used it as a reward. Situ everyone is not angry?"
King Ning turned around and looked at the beautiful luthier with a smile.
The woman had put the guqin into the case and carried Tingting's delicate back on her back.
"Back then,'Red Dancing Sword, Situ Fuqin, a song of love for souls', but many literati and polites in the Imperial Capital were amazed. Unfortunately, the Red Dust has passed away, and no one is dancing swords for the sound of Situ everyone..."
Ning Wangdao.
"No one is worthy." The woman answered.
Qianxi with a small smile, but what she said was extremely arrogant.
"I will go to Jiangling Mansion. No one will accept the sword of Hongchen. I will accept it, Lord...bye."
Woman Road.
Afterwards, he leaned slightly towards King Ning and walked out of the atrium.
The smile on King Ning's face began to disappear gradually, looking at the woman's back, his brows were frowned, but his heart was upset.
"People are dead, do you still need to care so much?"
"If you want, this king can give up the name of this prince at any time and hide into the forest with you..."
The woman paused and shook her head.
There was a breeze, and the figure of the woman melted into the wind, and gradually disappeared.
Prince Ning's Mansion was quiet again.
A dead leaf fell from the tree, flying, lying quietly in the spotless palace courtyard.
King Ning stared at the fallen leaves, his face suddenly twisted, as disgusting as he swallowed a fly, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and the fallen leaves were instantly crushed into fly ash by invisible power.
The atrium was clean again and spotlessly clean.
...
Jiangling Mansion has been a rich place in Daxia since ancient times, with many lakes and beautiful scenery.
There is a poetry sword immortal who even made "A thousand miles of Jiangling to return in one day", which made the reputation of Jiangling Mansion to a higher level, and the ten sceneries of Jiangling became popular because of this, attracting many literati and poems to come here. .
During this period of time, Jiangling Mansion was on fire again. One of the ten famous swords, the "Piaoxue" sword, was born. The prince ordered a sword appreciation conference to be held in Jiangling Mansion to find the master of the famous sword.
Since ancient times, famous swords have been paired with celebrities, which makes so many literati and sorrows heart and jealous.
The Piaoxue Sword, one of the world’s famous swords, cuts iron like mud. The sword-making master Zhai Yuzi is absorbing the heaven and the earth’s sword energy to make a sword. The moment the famous sword is released, the world’s snow falls, so that the sword energy that is associated in the sword furnace is also transformed. As Feixue, the Piaoxue sword got its name.
When the news of the sword-watching conference came out, almost all of the world was in a commotion, riding horses, or taking a boat to Jiangling, and rushing to this rich and prosperous land.
On Luoshen Lake in Jiangling, among the many flower boats, the celebrity oiran smiles cleverly by the lake, making the Luoshen Lake a romantic show.
Jiangling Mansion, Government Office.
A young prefect standing in an official gown and wearing a black gauze official hat, beside him, a commander in armor also showed a certain dignity.
"My lord, Wei Qiansui’s ship has arrived in Jiangling Mansion. The prince said nothing, and held a sword appreciation meeting on the shore of Luoshen Lake. It attracted countless quacks, sword repairs, literati poosers, and many family monks wanted to intervene. A wave."
"After all, Luo Hongchen's saber is so attractive."
"Piaoxue, one of the top ten famous swords, back then, Luo Hongchen held this sword and used the third-rank strength to use the great freedom sword he had realized, exploding with the power of shaking the sky, defeating the first-rank, shocking the world... The world feels that the Piaoxue sword is hidden There is the "Great Freedom Sword" that Luo Hongchen practiced back then."
"Because now countless sword repairmen are pouring into Jiangling, for the sake of swords, they all want to fight, what if you become the master of Piaoxue sword?"
The leader is a little helpless. The influx of so many people from the rivers and lakes has made the public security of Jiangling Fucheng a problem. You must know that there are constant vendettas between the rivers and lakes, and the jealous meeting, I cut you, you kill me, but it happens frequently.
The public order in the city suddenly became messy, causing the leader to have a headache.
The young prefect has a firm face, "At the beginning, Secret Realm of Heavenly Secrets was opened in Anping County. It is not more complicated than the situation now? The small Anping County can handle it. How can I not be able to do it in Jiangling Prefecture?"
"Increase your troops and handle public order. Anyone who dares to make trouble in the city, kill."
"Kill more people in order to follow your example, those quacks will not dare."
The young prefect.
Hearing this, the commander bows respectfully.
Although the prefect was young, the leader did not dare to underestimate it. After all, the prefect was the son of Zhang Shoufu at the time, and the tiger father had no dogs. The achievements and abilities of the prefect over the years are obvious to all.
The command went down.
The young prefect walked out of the mansion, blowing a cold wind, with a firm face and deep eyes.
"The Sword Appreciation Conference...what is the prince Xia Ji thinking?"
"Father said that the situation in the court is like a mess, you can't see through, don't stand in line easily..."
"Xiahuangnahu concubine, the prince is too crazy, King Ning shut his heart, Luo family is like a sick tiger, Chu family has fangs..."
The young prefect murmured.
"Who will be the final winner?"
He looked towards Anping County: "Sword Appreciation Conference, Luo Hong... dare to come?"
"The prince speaks, the sword appreciation conference, limited to the second rank cultivator to participate, to find the master of the famous sword, it is clear that it is for Luo Hong."
"If it comes, it may not leave."
The words fell, and Shen Ning remained for a long time.
After that, the young prefect smiled faintly.
"No matter what, just as Dad taught, when at a loss...it's better to stand by rules."
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Saibei.
Under the yoyo oil lamp.
Luo Hou rolled up the still-inked letter paper, stuffed it into the pigeon and let it go.
Afterwards, he sat back in a chair in a daze.
Luo Hongchen...that was the elder brother he admired most in his heart, the most outstanding elder brother, who overwhelmed the world with a sword, brought supreme glory to the Luo family, but also caused the Luo family to encounter boundless crisis.
"Unconsciously, Big Brother has been dead for fifteen years."
Luo Hou sighed, his simple and honest face was a bit tired.
For fifteen years, he was honestly forced to become a Luo Ren Tu.
He shook his head, stopped thinking about these things, took out the half-knitted sweater from under the bed, and continued knitting.
It's just that he was in a trance.
Can my son be persuaded to live?
Can't persuade him, he grabbed the sword and ran away?
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Anping County.
Luo Hong stayed up all day.
And this night, he received two letters, one from the Imperial Capital and the other from Saibei.
One was written to him by Zhenbei Wang.
"Grandson, this matter has nothing to do with you. You don't need to carry the pressure caused by your uncle's affairs. Don't go to this sword-watching conference~EbookFREE.me~ People have been dead for more than ten years. What's the reward for Broken Sword, learn from the Master, and Grandpa will look after you."
Zhenbei Wang’s letter told him not to go to the sword appreciation meeting.
Open the second letter, this is the father Luo Hou from Saibei.
This is also the first time my father wrote a letter.
The content is very concise, just four words.
"Son, don't go."
Luo Hong looked at the two letters and couldn't help laughing.
going or not?
Luo Hong received the letter, took out the human skin booklet, and patted it.
Perhaps, the scope of collecting evil has to be expanded.
Lifting his head, the white fish belly gradually appeared in the east, and there was purple gas surging. The first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and sprinkled on the earth.
It seems to have given the earth a new face.
Walking out of the mansion, the wind in the atrium was a bit cool.
Yuan Xiazi stood in the courtyard holding the bamboo pole, tilting his head slightly.
Xiaodouhua didn't know when, holding the two swords of Tianji and Chunjun, stood quietly behind him.
His pretty face was a bit stubborn, and Shui Lingling's big eyes stared at Luo Hong.
It seemed that even if Luo Hong drove her away, she would not leave.
"I'm the Sword Servant, the son grabbed the sword, so you have to give it to me!"
Xiaodouhua said seriously.
Luo Hong smiled, looked back from Xiaodouhua's wide-open eyes, and looked at Yuan Xiazi.
"Senior Yuan, you are familiar with Jiangling, do you want to accompany this son for a while?"
Luo Hongdao.
Yuan Xiazi's gray hair fell with a few strands of grey hair, his eyes were muddy, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He squinted and raised the corners of his mouth when he heard this.
"Old and old, it's an honor."
On this day, the morning light jumped over the clouds, and the dew had not yet dried.
The gate of Anping County is wide open.
An ordinary carriage, with a blind old man as a coachman, drove out of the small county without delay.
In the morning light, the ground was crushed and dust was raised.
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