I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 169 Another Identity

Qiandong City is not small, and it is not easy to find the whereabouts of a master of the Free and Easy Heaven Realm like Chu Zhao.

So, after a large group of people went to Yunlai Inn and failed to find Chu Zhao, they split into three groups.

Baili Luochen and Baili Chengfeng, father and son, formed a team, Baili Dongjun led a team alone, and finally the Wen brothers and sisters led a team.

When the Wen siblings found Chu Zhao, it was already evening. He was drinking tea in an inconspicuous tavern in Qiandong City.

It was not until this moment that Wen Luoyu, who was accompanying him, truly believed that Chu Zhao’s previous statement that he did not like drinking was not false.

After all, drinking tea in a tavern is either a pretense or means you really don't like wine.

Although they had not known each other for long, Wen Luoyu was very sure that Chu Zhao was not the kind of person who liked to put on airs.

Seeing Wen Hujiu and Wen Luoyu coming to the tavern with a large group of people, Chu Zhao put down his teacup and smiled faintly: "I knew you would look for me, but I didn't expect you to look for me so soon."

"Mr. Chu, do you really have a way to cure it?" Wen Luoyu asked anxiously without even bothering to greet him.

Chu Zhao nodded, turned his head to look at the young Taoist priest who was drinking at the same table, and asked, "Do you want to go to Baili's house with me?"

The young Taoist shook his head and smiled, "Young Master, please go ahead. I still need to wait for news."

"Okay, I'll be leaving first. You can go back after you've seen him. You can't take him away with your strength. When you return to the mountain, please say hello to all the brothers on my behalf. And you, change your lazy and carefree nature. It's shameful that you're so carefree at such an old age!"

"Uncle Junior Master, I'm not that old, am I?" The young Taoist priest didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He felt that he was actually not bad. After all, there were not many young people in their twenties who were at the level of freedom.

Chu Zhao chuckled: "Anyway, see you next time. If you haven't entered Xiaoyao, you know what I mean. I'm leaving."

The young Taoist suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by a little brat in his early years. His heart trembled, and he quickly stood up and saluted, saying, "Farewell, little master uncle."

Chu Zhao waved his hand and followed the Wen brothers and sisters towards the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion.

Wen Hujiu looked back at the young Taoist priest in the wine shop and asked curiously, "That young Taoist priest must be Wang Yixing, the eldest disciple of Mount Qingcheng, right? How did you become his junior uncle?"

In the early years, Chu Zhao and Zhao An traveled almost all over Beili, and also wandered around Nanjue for two years. It was only in the past year or so that they settled down in Yuelu City, so he had been to Qingcheng Mountain many years ago.

"When I was four years old, I went to Qingcheng Mountain with Zhao An to worship the mountain. Senior Brother Lu accepted disciples on behalf of the master, so I can be considered a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain."

"With your personality, you would definitely reveal your true identity before joining Qingcheng Mountain. Master Lu is really brave!" Wenhujiu exclaimed.

"People outside the monastery don't care about the secular world, so they are naturally braver than ordinary people."

Wen Hujiu did not comment, but asked: "By the way, you don't have any other identity, do you?"

The reason for asking this is that Chu Zhao has many identities. The four identities he knows alone are the Prince of Western Chu, the actual controller of Yuelu City, the owner of Shadow Tower, and the young master of the Chu family.

There is no need to say much about the Prince of Western Chu and the actual controller of Yuelu City. Shadow Tower is an intelligence organization that has developed in recent years. Its development momentum is very rapid. In just a few years, its reputation is second only to Baixiaotang.

As for the young master of the Chu family, he is a businessman. The Chu family of Yuelu City made their fortune by selling unprecedented white sugar, and later they created a series of strange things, such as the now popular perfumes and soaps, etc. Now they are one of the few wealthy businessmen in Beili, and even the courts of Beili and Nanjue are trying hard to win them over.

Now a Taoist priest from Mount Qingcheng has appeared, whose identity is the junior brother of the sect leader Lu Suzhen... These are too many identities!
Chu Zhao smiled and changed the subject directly: "By the way, do you still remember the medicinal recipe?"

Wen Luoyu's infertility, no, to be more precise, the Wen family's infertility, is mainly due to the long-term research on poison techniques. The toxins have infiltrated certain special organs for a long time, so that these organs are poisonous. Therefore, it is very difficult for the Wen family to have offspring. At the age of Wen Hujiu and Wen Luoyu, they are almost infertile. Unless they are extremely lucky, they can only become pregnant and have children if they have abolished all their poison techniques.

Although the Heaven and Earth Furnace Sutra can heal organs, it cannot cure the sperm and eggs in the organs. It still requires medicinal diet conditioning, and about three courses of treatment, or about a month, to fully recover.

Knowing that Chu Zhao was trying to change the subject, and that he had another identity, he could not ask too much while the wine was warm, so he replied, "I remember, but the prescriptions for men and women are different. I am a grown man, why would I remember the prescriptions for women for no reason?"

"Then let's go to the pharmacy first."

Just after Chu Zhao and his group went to the pharmacy, Wang and his group in the tavern received news from Qingcheng Mountain.

"If you meet Mr. Xichugu, keep him alive and bring him back to Qingcheng Mountain."

After Wang Yixing finished reading the note in his hand, he put it into the wine glass in front of him and turned it around. The note dissolved in the wine. He raised his head and drank it all. He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Master, it's really easy for you to say that. If I can save him from death, I have to be able to defeat those monsters and demons. And if I bring him back to Qingcheng Mountain, can I defeat Mr. Gu..."

In an inn three streets away from the tavern, a young swordsman was sharpening his sword. The sword in his hand was clear and bright, and it was already the best in the world, but he missed a better sword.

"Untainted by dust..." He whispered softly, sighed, then stopped his hand, raised his head slightly and looked at the bright moon that had appeared in the sky at some point.

His name is Song Yanhui, and he is the most promising disciple of the younger generation in Wushuang City.

But he failed at the first try.

"Mr. Yu, I want to meet that Xi Chu Jian Ge again."

"Why?"

"After asking the heavens, I remember there is another move."

Elder Yu nodded: "The road is toward heaven."

"Yes, I want to see the true avenue, and I also want to see my own sword path."

"You can go, but the people of Wushuang City will not go with you. The Baili family has a very tough attitude. We cannot get involved in this matter now, and we don't want to be enemies with the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion, so you can only represent yourself when you go. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands. Disciple will pay attention." Song Yanhui put the Water Moon Sword back into the sheath and whispered softly: "The Great Dao is facing the sky..."

Outside the Mansion of Marquis Zhenxi.

The man who had just returned from the pharmacy and was warming a jug of wine passed by a porter, and then a piece of paper appeared in the hand holding the jug.

He followed the Baili family into the Marquis' Mansion, asked someone to boil medicine and warm a pot of wine before entering the room where Chu Zhao was treating Wen Luoyu and unfolding the note.

——The swordsmanship of Western Chu is so great that it is admired by all. People should give way to it. However, there is a tricky way, which I will adopt. If you meet my brother, you should wait for his orders.

There are a few small words after this sentence.

——If danger is a hundred miles away, retreat!

"It's just like what my uncle said. Father didn't want to take Xi Chu's sword song, but wanted to get the art of medicine man." Wen Hujiu smiled faintly, and the green snake in his sleeve jumped out and swallowed the note into his stomach. "The art of medicine man is very powerful, otherwise Xi Chu would not have been able to rely on it to fight against Bei Li. It's normal for your father to want it, but the art of medicine man is powerful, but the price paid is also very high, which can be said to be extinct. "

"You got it?"

"What do you say?"

"That's right. You met the Confucian Immortal more than a year ago. He will definitely teach you the sword song of Western Chu, the art of making medicine men, and illusion techniques that he knows."

Chu Zhao did not learn the Western Chu Sword Song, but he was good at the Art of Medicine Man and Illusion. After thinking for a while, he said, "Give your father a message. If you want to study the Art of Medicine Man, wait until I return to Yuelu City. If you can't wait, you can go find my wife yourself."

"That's the best trick in the world, and you just gave it to me like that?" Wen Hujiu was shocked: "Also, when did you get married?!"

"What else?" Chu Zhao rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "While you were wandering around the martial arts world, my two sons are now more than three months old. You are not young anymore, it's time to get married and have children. You and Baili Dongjun both like to hang out outside and are not suitable to take over the family business. If you had given birth to a child earlier and let your father raise him, wouldn't you be able to live freely?"

Wenhujiu was stunned and clapped his hands, "Oh, that's right, why didn't I think of that."

As he was speaking, noticing that Wen Luoyu was silent, Wen Hujiu asked, "My dear sister, what are you thinking about?"

Wen Luoyu came back to her senses, and said with a hint of sadness in her eyes: "I was thinking about my father. He said he wanted you to withdraw, but he didn't say he wanted to help. It seems that the Wen family wants to draw a clear line with me."

"Although you married into the Baili family, you are also the daughter of our Wen family. How could the Wen family draw a line between us and you? Father and I have the same attitude. Unless all of our Wen family members are extinct, we will not watch others hurt you and Dongjun."

Wen Hujiu looked gentle, and he reached out and gently rubbed Wen Luoyu's head, just like when they were little, and said slowly: "Father said to withdraw, but he only asked me to ignore the Baili family, not you and my nephew. Of course, this time things are a little different. I may not be able to protect you and Dongjun, but our Uncle Chu is here, he is our father's sworn brother, and he will not watch you and Dongjun fall into danger."

Chu Zhao rolled his eyes and looked at Wen Luoyu: "By the way, are you going a little too far?"

"Hmm?" Wen Luoyu didn't understand.

"Let's not talk about whether you have ever repaid your parents' kindness after you got married, whether you have ever used the power of the Baili family to help the Wen family, and whether you are qualified to ask the Wen family to help you and the Baili family. Let's just talk about the situation this time. The only ones who can endanger the dignified Zhenxi Marquis Mansion are me and Beili Chaotang. How do you want the Wen family to help you?"

Chu Zhao sneered: "Help you fight against Beili? Yes, Xiao Chongjing doesn't dare to do anything to your Zhenxi Marquis Mansion for the time being, but he will not hesitate to take action against the Wen family. Can you let the Baili family help the Wen family?
Help you deal with me? Then your father is unkind and unjust, and treacherous. Besides, if the Wen family can't resist Beili's army, can they resist my revenge? In addition to letting Wen Hujiu retreat, does Brother Wen Lin have any other choice? "

Wen Luoyu was stunned by the question.

Chu Zhao sighed: "Alas, I suddenly don't want to treat you anymore."

Twenty miles away from Honghu Town, there is a small town called Mingyue.

In a tavern in the town, a young man dressed in black with tough features took a sip of wine and complained to the people at the same table, "We have been here for several days. What are we waiting for? It would be better to go directly to Qiandong City. With the Pofeng Army under the command of Zhenxi Hou, I don't have to take action against those monsters who come to Qiandong City. I am tired of helping you fight and stop people every day. I am so tired that I don't even want to talk."

The man opposite the young man in black was also a young man, wearing splendid clothes, with a handsome face and an undisguised nobleness between his brows. He took a sip of wine and smiled faintly: "I don't want to talk, but you still talk so much."

These two people were none other than Lei Mengsha, the Young Master of Burning Ink, and Xiao Ruofeng, the Ninth Prince of Beili, who came from Tianqi.

Lei Mengsha suddenly caught up with Xiao Ruofeng's group halfway through the journey, and helped Xiao Ruofeng get rid of many strange people in the martial arts world along the way.

Originally, he thought they would go directly to Qiandong City, but he didn't expect that the large team stopped in the small town. He had to help stop the gangsters going to Qiandong City every day.

Lei Mengsha took a sip of wine and said sullenly, "By the way, how long are we going to stay here?"

Xiao Ruofeng swallowed the food in his mouth and said slowly: "Wait until a message arrives."

"what news?"

"News about the young master of the Chu family in Yuelu City."

Just as the two were talking, a man dressed as a guard walked in.

"Your Highness, the spies in Qiandong City have sent news that the young master of the Chu family has entered the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion."

Xiao Ruofeng nodded and was about to speak when another guard came hurriedly.

"Your Highness, news has arrived about the young master of the Chu family."

The guard respectfully handed over a small bamboo tube. Xiao Ruofeng took it, took out the paper from the bamboo tube and unfolded it. It read:

——Chu Zhao, fifteen years old, a survivor of Western Chu. His specific identity is unknown, but he is suspected to be a member of the royal family of Western Chu and the grandson of Chu Lie, a general of Western Chu.

After reading the news, Xiao Ruofeng sighed and muttered to himself: "Is it really the remnant of Western Chu?"

Lei Mengsha stretched his head and looked at the note: "Chu Zhao? This name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Xiao Ruofeng put the note on the oil lamp and said, "The Yuelu Chu family is a wealthy merchant family. They are among the top in the world. Their wealth is as rich as our Beili national treasury. The young master of the Chu family was not well-known before, but he made a perfume last year, which made him famous. It is said that he has a peerless appearance and his reputation is not inferior to our Beili Eighth Young Master. It is normal that you have heard of him."

"She has an extraordinary appearance..."

Lei Mengsha murmured, slamming the table: "I remember now, I saw him before in Southwest Road, he is indeed a peerless beauty, anyway, I have never seen a man as handsome as him, and his temperament is also good. If I were to say, Liu Yue's peerless elegance should be given to him, but he looks like he should be eighteen or nineteen years old, how can he be only fifteen?"

"That's not important. You said you saw him in Southwest Road. What was he doing in Southwest Road?"

Lei Mengsha thought for a moment and said, "I went to collect Yan Bietian's body."

"Is the Yan family related to him?" Xiao Ruofeng continued to ask.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"What do you say?"

Lei Mengsha scratched his head awkwardly, and after recalling for a moment, he said, "Looking at the situation that day, the Yan family should have submitted to him. The current head of the Yan family, Yan Bieyun, calls him the head of the family."

Lei Mengsha did not notice that Xiao Ruofeng was lost in thought, and said to himself: "Speaking of which, the dispute between the Yan family and the Gu family is coming to an end. The Gu family can't hold on any longer. After all, we are fellow disciples. Should we support the Gu Jianmen? However, the battle between the Yan family and the Gu family is a business war. I can't support them. But you, Luo Xuan, and Liu Yue have rich family backgrounds and many ways to deal with it. Think of a way..."

He didn't continue talking because Lei Mengsha found that Xiao Ruofeng looked deep in thought and was not listening to him at all.

Lei Mengsha gently bumped him and asked, "What are you thinking about so seriously?"

Xiao Ruofeng shook his head, stood up and said, "Nothing, pack up and leave for Qiandong City early tomorrow morning."

(End of this chapter)