I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 145: Confucian Immortal Ancient Dust
The carriage started slowly and drove towards the designated destination.

Chu Zhao declined Princess Yueyao's invitation and did not get on the carriage.

Not to mention that it was inappropriate for a single man and a single woman to ride in the same carriage, he could see that the other party was just being polite.

The key point is that he himself doesn't like riding in a horse-drawn carriage. Without shock absorbers, the carriage is so bumpy that it makes people uncomfortable. It is not as comfortable as riding a horse.

While slowly following the carriage, he chatted with Wu Fa Shi.

"It's useless. As I said before, what do you think? There is no future in Tianwaitian. You might as well follow me."

Unable to help, he said with a bitter face: "Your Highness, I think I am doing well in Tianwaitian."

"No Angel, what about you? Would you consider following me?"

"Thank you for your highness's appreciation. I am doing well in Tianwaitian."

Chu Zhao did not force it and changed the subject: "By the way, when you came to Qiandong City this time, are you planning to kidnap Gu Chen directly, or are you going to use courtesy first and then force?"

He prefers the latter.

After all, in the TV series, after Baili Dongjun used the Western Chu Sword Song at Mingjian Villa and seized the famous sword Bu Ranchen from the Immortal Palace, the genius from outer space sent Wu Fa and Wu Tian to Qiandong City, preparing to take Gu Chen away by force.

Unfortunately, in the end... there was no real winner or loser. After all, although Gu Chen used the Western Chu Sword Song's Great Dao Chaotian to destroy most of Lawless Wutian's martial arts, making it difficult to recover within five years, Gu Chen himself also died of exhaustion.

Because of his lawlessness, he failed to bring back Gu Chen, but he also made it impossible for other forces to obtain Gu Chen.

It is true that Gu Chen defeated two people, but he lost his life.

In Chu Zhao's opinion, there are no winners on either side, both are losers.

Of course, Gu Chen was willing to lose for the sake of his disciple Baili Dongjun.

Wu Tian shook his head and said, "To be honest, if His Highness the Ninth Prince had not said before that the young lady was here to look for Gu Chen, we would not have known that he was still alive and hiding right under Baili Luo Chen's nose."

Chu Zhao was stunned, then smiled and said, "Now that you know, do you want to tie him back?"

"Your Highness is joking. I dare not wait."

Others may not know, but he knows how powerful Chu Zhao is.

When he went out with the sect leader, he met Chu Zhao and Zhao An. If he remembered correctly, Chu Zhao was only six or seven years old at that time, but he was already a master of the Free Earth Realm. Now seven or eight years have passed, and who knows what Chu Zhao's current strength is.

In any case, in Wufa's opinion, he is definitely stronger than the two of them. In addition, there is also Zhao An, who has changed his appearance and is stronger than the two of them. Once they dare to attack Gu Chen, they will definitely die.

The Ninth Prince in front of him looked amiable and smiling at everyone, but when it came to fighting, he was extremely ruthless and would never leave anyone alive.

From the various lists published by Bai Xiaotang in recent years, there is no name of the Ninth Prince. It can be seen that no one has survived the hands of the Ninth Prince. Therefore, Bai Xiaotang, which is said to know everything about the world, does not know how powerful he is.

Chu Zhao looked at Wu Fa and said with a smile: "Why not try it?"

Unable to shake his head, he asked, "Your Highness should be a master of the Free Heaven Realm now, right?"

Before Chu Zhao could speak, Wu Tian at the side took over the conversation: "Your Highness is only so young, how could it be a master of the Free Heaven Realm? No way, are you stupid? Your Highness the Ninth Prince is obviously only at the Vajra Ordinary Realm."

Judging from the aura Chu Zhao revealed, he was undoubtedly in the Vajra Mortal Realm, but there was no way of knowing that Chu Zhao had been in the Free Earth Realm a few years ago. Naturally, it was known that Chu Zhao deliberately made people think that he was in the Vajra Mortal Realm.

I was too lazy to pay attention to the stupid fat guy and couldn't look at Chu Zhao directly.

"good."

"Da Xiaoyao?" Unable to continue asking.

"You have a good eye. How did you see that?" Chu Zhao was a little surprised. He felt that he was pretty good at hiding his strength. It was impossible for ordinary people to see his strength. At most, they would think that he was at the Free Earth Realm.

"Guess."

What he couldn't tell was the truth. He didn't tell it by his eyesight, he just guessed. And if Chu Zhao wasn't so young, he wouldn't have guessed Da Xiaoyao, but Shenyou Xuanjing.

"You guessed it right. By the way, is there a young man with white hair and purple clothes in your Tianwaitian?"

"Yes, they have offended His Highness?"

Can't help but worry.

As for Wutan, he is still in shock.

"No, they are actually kind to me. Did they follow you to Qiandong City?"

"Yes, at the inn."

"Let them both come find me. I'm staying at Yunlai Inn."

As they were talking, the carriage stopped in front of a courtyard gate.

Immediately, Yueyao's voice was heard in the carriage.

"Mr. Gu, we have guests. Would you like to greet them?"

The art of transmitting sound over a thousand miles. Of course, it is an exaggeration to say that the sound can be transmitted over a thousand miles, but it is no problem to transmit the sound into a small courtyard.

A moment later, a word was heard from the courtyard.

"welcome."

As the word "ying" sounded, the gate of the courtyard opened.

In the small courtyard formation, flowers are falling and the sound of piano is lingering, just like a fairyland.

Chu Zhao didn't look at Gu Chen who was playing the piano under the tree, but looked at the Phoenix tree of Western Chu State behind him, feeling a little sad for no reason.

Suddenly, a voice "It's a fairy" came from behind the tree, and then a figure rolled down from the huge tree roots.

Obviously, this person is the protagonist of "Young Man on White Horse Drunk in Spring Breeze" - Baili Dongjun.

Looking at the young man who rolled to the ground, walked out rubbing his painful spot, and stared at Princess Yueyao infatuatedly, Zhao An instantly became filled with murderous intent.

Gu Chen, who had originally shaken his head and sighed at his disciple, felt this strong murderous intent and instantly became alert: "It seems that this guest has bad intentions."

At this time, Chu Zhao looked at Gu Chen who was playing the zither under the tree, secretly praised him for being a man worthy of being called a Confucian Immortal, then gently patted Zhao An on the shoulder and said with a smile: "If we kill Baili Luochen's only grandson in Qiandong City, the Pofeng Army will go crazy. There is no need to take risks for a grandson of Baili Luochen. If we have to kill someone, it should be Baili Luochen. Besides, he is Mr. Gu's apprentice after all. We have something to ask of Mr. Gu, so naturally we have to give Mr. Gu some face."

Hearing this, Zhao An restrained his killing intent and sighed helplessly: "Since the young master is still alive, I will spare his life today."

Gu Chen let down his guard a little, and found that his apprentice was still staring at the masked woman infatuatedly. He shook his head and sighed helplessly, then set his eyes on Yue Yao and said slowly: "It seems that these two are not from your Tianwaitian."

Yueyao nodded as a response to the other party's question, and then asked, "Sir, do you recognize me?"

"Your eyes are very similar to your mother's."

"So you are my mother's old friend. Then please help us Beique."

Gu Chen gently stroked the strings of the zither. Before he could speak, Chu Zhao smiled and said, "Ruxian is from Western Chu. Princess, is it inappropriate for you to invite Mr. Gu to Tianwai Tian in front of me now?"

"Didn't you also say in front of me that the invitation was useless before?"

Haha, this woman really holds a grudge!

Chu Zhao thought so in his heart, but smiled and said: "I told you, it was just a joke before, why do you take it seriously?"

"Do you believe this?"

"letter."

"You...shameless!"

"I have always believed that people should be a little shameless to avoid being taken advantage of. I will take this as a compliment."

"Shame on you, who praised you?"

"Tough mouth!"

"You and I……"

Yueyao's chest heaved with anger, and she snorted, "I'm too lazy to argue with you."

As he said this, he turned his head and bowed to Gu Chenying.

"Please help me, Sir, Beique."

Gu Chen, who was originally in a good mood, put away the smile on his face, and while stroking the strings of the zither, he slowly said: "I know the purpose of the young lady's visit, and I think this young man is the same, but I no longer care about worldly affairs, so please go back."

After he finished speaking, Chu Zhao smiled and said, "My purpose and that of the Princess may not be the same."

"Oh, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Three things." That's a lot of things.

Gu Chen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Sir, please speak."

"First, follow me to Yuelu City."

"Please go back, sir."

"Don't worry, wait until I finish."

Chu Zhao shook his head and continued, "The second thing is, you can only teach the sword art of Xichu Jian Ge to Baili Dongjun, but you must not teach the song."

Hearing this, no matter how good-tempered Gu Chen was, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"You are meddling too much, sir."

"Come to think of it, I actually understand a little bit. Baili Luochen killed your brother back then, and you were seriously injured because of him. But you taught my Western Chu Sword Song to the grandson of your enemy. Don't you think you're ridiculous?"

Gu Chen was furious: "It is not your turn as a young boy to comment on how I do things!"

"Gu Chen, you are so outrageous!"

Zhao An took a step forward, and an unparalleled strong aura rushed straight towards Gu Chen.

This powerful aura made Gu Chen feel quite familiar, and he looked at Zhao An with surprise.

Chu Zhao patted Zhao An on the shoulder, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "The third thing is to hand over the art of making medicine. If you hand over the art of making medicine now and agree to the second thing, then the first thing will not matter, so there are actually two things. Of course, if you are willing to go to Yuelu City with me, I will also give you a surprise and give you a year to think about it. I hope you will think about it carefully. If you don't agree..."

Gu Chen interrupted and said, "If I don't agree, what will you do?"

"If you die, Baili Dongjun will also die!" Chu Zhao said indifferently.

Gu Chen laughed: "Young Master, you are so arrogant."

Chu Zhao also smiled: "How about you try to pass the entire Poetry and Sword Decision to Baili Dongjun now?"

"How do you know the Poetry Sword Technique?"

"One hundred and twenty years ago, Li Changsheng and the Immortal Poet drank, slept and created the Poetry Sword Technique together. The Sword Song of Western Chu was born from the Poetry Sword Technique, using poetry to apply and sword to kill. The sword technique created by Li Changsheng is not something from Western Chu. You can pass it on to Baili Dongjun, but the Immortal Poet is from Western Chu. His Poetry Technique cannot be passed on to the people of Beili, especially the Baili family who destroyed Western Chu."

Thinking that Li Changsheng might also know the Poetry Secret, Chu Zhao added: "At least the Poetry Secret cannot be passed down by people from Western Chu."

Gu Chen was silent.

Chu Zhao ignored him, gave Zhao An a look, and left.

Gu Chen came back to his senses instantly, stood up and looked at the two people's backs as they left, and hurriedly shouted: "Young Master, are you a descendant of my master's family?"

Chu Zhao did not stop, and in a flash, he disappeared from Gu Chen's sight, leaving behind only a domineering declaration.

"One year. After one year, if your decision does not satisfy me, Baili Dongjun will die. Even the gods cannot save him. I say that!"

Gu Chen held his breath in his chest, neither going up nor down. He turned to look at Yue Yao with a rather unpleasant tone.

"You are Princess Beique Yueyao, right? Who is that young man?"

Yueyao nodded and asked in confusion: "Sir, if you don't recognize him, then you don't recognize the people around him?"

"Miss, Zhao Dajian has changed his appearance."

Yueyao glanced at Wufa who had spoken, and said with a sudden realization, "Sir, he is the prince of your country."

"That's it, that's it."

Gu Chen muttered to himself, a tear falling uncontrollably: "Princess, do you know where the Ninth Prince is in Qiandong City?"

"This……"

"Mr. Gu, His Highness the Ninth Prince is staying at the Yunlai Inn."

"Thank you."

Gu Chen clasped his fists and then floated away.

Fourteen years.

It had been fourteen years since the fall of Western Chu, and this was the first time that the Western Chu Confucian scholar had stepped out of the courtyard.

The Qiandong City today has changed a lot, and it seems to have no similarities with the Lausanne City in his memory, making him feel as if he were in another world.

Things are the same and people are different, nothing more than that.

Yunlai Inn.

In the private room, just as the food was served, the door rang.

"Mr. Chu, someone wants to see you."

"Let him in."

With a creak, the door opened and Gu Chen walked in slowly.

He didn't say anything, just stared at Zhao An.

Zhao An understood the meaning in Gu Chen's eyes and gently stroked his cheek, revealing his true appearance.

Seeing that familiar face, Gu Chen was shocked and bowed to Chu Zhao, saying, "Gu Chen, a survivor of Western Chu, pays homage to His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince."

"sit."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Would you like to drink? Do you want me to ask the waiter to serve you some wine?"

Gu Chen opened his mouth but before he could say anything, Chu Zhao said, "Forget it. Drinking alcohol will not only delay your work but also harm your health. Using medicinal wine to keep yourself alive is not a good idea. You won't live for more than ten years."

Gu Chen was quite open-minded and said with a smile: "I should have died back then, but my senior brother sacrificed his life to save mine. I am already very satisfied to be alive today."

"You came to me, have you made a decision?"

Gu Chen thought for a moment and said, "I will give the art of making medicine to Your Highness, but can Your Highness give me the formula for the sword song of Western Chu?"

"Do you think the main reason I came to you was the art of medicine man?"

Chu Zhao shook his head: "No, in my heart, the art of medicine man is not as good as the sword song of Xichu. It is true that the sword song of Xichu was created after your master learned the sword art of poetry, but it is still related to the sword art of poetry. I don't care how deep your relationship with Baili Dongjun is, the sword art of Xichu must not be passed on to the grandson of my enemy. This is the bottom line of this palace. Of course, you can also pass it on to Baili Dongjun, but I still say that as long as you pass the sword art on to Baili Dongjun, he will die!"

Gu Chen smiled bitterly and nodded, then asked, "Your Highness, are you born with a martial vein?"

"Yes."

Gu Chen was instantly overjoyed: "Your Highness, are you willing to learn the Sword Song of Western Chu?"

"If you are willing to teach, I am naturally willing to learn, but I must make it clear in advance that I will not become your disciple."

Chu Zhaoke has no interest in finding an elder for himself.

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as the complete Xi Chu Sword Song can be passed on."

Seeing Gu Chen's happy face, Chu Zhao sighed silently: "Forget it, since you took the initiative to come to me today, I will tell you the surprise I mentioned before. I can heal your injury and make it healed."

"impossible."

Gu Chen blurted out that although he was not as powerful as the Medicine King Xin Baicao and the Poison Doctor Wen Lin, he was also a first-rate doctor. Otherwise, he would not have been able to comprehend the world-renowned art of medicine. Naturally, he knew that his injuries could not be healed at all, and at best he could only hang on to his life and live a few more years.

"Nothing is absolute in this world. I have already told you the surprise. It is up to you to choose whether to continue to stay in Qiandong City or return to Yuelu City with me and work wholeheartedly for the restoration of the country from now on."

Chu Zhao said, and then changed the subject: "However, even ants try to survive. I always think that it is better for people to live. Living can make up for regrets. If you die, you are really dead. Miss Yueluo in Tianqi City is still waiting for you."

When mentioning the girls in Tianqi City, the dignified Confucian scholar suddenly blushed.

But then again, doesn't His Highness the Ninth Prince know too much?
If he remembered correctly, the Ninth Prince was born when the country was destroyed. How could he know so many secrets before his birth, even knowing his private affairs? !
"Your Highness can really heal my injuries?"

"There is no doubt about this matter. Your Highness has a secret method."

Zhao An was an eyewitness and knew how magical Chu Zhao's martial arts were. It was not an exaggeration to say that it could bring the dead back to life. As long as there was still a breath left, the person could be saved.

Gu Chen was silent. It wasn’t that he wanted to doubt, but mainly because his injuries were too serious.

In addition, Chu Zhao’s age was there. A 14-year-old boy, no matter how powerful he was, had his limits, which made him doubt.

Chu Zhao picked up the bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile: "Okay, there is still a year, you can think about it slowly, let's eat..."

(End of this chapter)