From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 212 The Sword-Dancing Beauty Beside the Crown Prince
When you're out in the world, the most important thing is to know your place.

In the world of Joy of Life, I am the Crown Prince. With sufficient strength and resources, I naturally want to unify the world, seize all power, and gather the nation's fortune, literary fortune, and military fortune into my own. However, in the world of Snow, I am the heir of a vassal king, and I am even a vassal king who will inherit a lower rank. Naturally, I want to consolidate the power of the vassal king first.

The main focus is on flexibility and adaptability.

As for the so-called common people, what difference does it make to me?

His position in the Jing'an Prince's Mansion was very stable. Because he was the only son, his position in the mansion did not need to be stable, but his position in the Jing'an Prince's Mansion was different.

Zhao Heng was a man of awareness. After failing to seize the throne, he kept a low profile and became a coward. Apart from wanting Zhao Xun to inherit his throne, he didn't have much ambition. It can be said that he was a smart man who could recognize his own position.

The biggest mistake was in his son's education. He didn't let him go to school properly. When he grew up, he discovered that Zhao Xun was infatuated with Pei Nanwei. He worried that this feeling would affect the character and political judgment of his heir, so he took Pei Nanwei as his concubine first.

This kind of thought process is truly unique.

Zhao Xun couldn't understand it at all. The only thing he was sure of was that the original owner of this body was a good-for-nothing and a spineless coward.

If it were him now, and the old man dared to do that, he would dare to rush in, even on the very day the old man was taking a concubine.

It is precisely because of this line of thinking that the scene that happened at Seibi-in today is not hard to understand.

Zhao Heng was worried that Zhao Xun was becoming obsessed with women at such a young age, and wanted to address the problem at its source.

That's a novel way of thinking. If that's really the case, why don't you just cut off your son's neck and solve everything?

If a son is not properly educated, even if he manages to obtain the right of inheritance by all means in the end, he will only benefit others!

So why bother? Why suffer?

After a conversation in the study, Zhao Heng was very satisfied with Zhao Xun's performance, but still had some objections to some of his ideas.

The argument that aristocratic families and clans are more cost-effective sounds reasonable at first glance, but upon closer examination, there are still problems. The Jing'an Prince's Mansion is a member of the imperial clan. How can a member of the imperial clan become an aristocratic family? Even if they did become an aristocratic family, would the new dynasty believe them? Would they feel at ease? There are far more aristocratic families in this world that have been wiped out than those that still exist!
Young people are young, their ideas are a bit naive, but considering that Zhao Xun is only twelve years old, it is already quite impressive that he has such insight. In addition, he has also subdued a sword genius. This performance has far exceeded his expectations. He feels that he has achieved half of his life goal.

The remaining half is to get the imperial edict and certificate as soon as possible.

After seeing Zhao Heng off, Zhao Xun stood at the door of the study, gazing at the empty courtyard, and suddenly asked, "Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"

"Yes, it's very uncomfortable to be stared at by so many eyes as soon as we arrive," Yu Xuanji complained as she walked to Zhao Xun's side.

"I feel unwell. What did I tell you before I came?"

“But…” Upon hearing this, Yu Xuanji’s face showed a troubled expression.

"Someone like you wants revenge?" Zhao Xun grinned.

"Hmph!" Provoked by his words, Yu Xuanji stomped her foot and flashed away, rushing to a corner of the courtyard.

The next moment, screams sounded.

What followed was a series of screams.

When Yu Xuanji returned to Zhao Xun's side, the jade sword in her hand was covered in blood.

"You're just too soft-hearted," Zhao Xun said with a smile, shaking his head. He then turned and shouted, "Someone come here!" The surroundings fell silent. After several breaths, the old steward hurriedly came in from outside the door, his face still showing panic.

Anyone standing still would be startled if suddenly a figure flashed by and someone fell from the wall not far away.

"Your Highness, this..."

"There are too many irrelevant people in Chengbi Courtyard. I'll clean them out."

Zhao Xun pointed to a corner of the courtyard with a gloomy expression and said sternly, "How could there be someone there? Who is it? Check the other places as well and see who brought them out. How dare they spy on the prince's residence! It's utterly absurd."

The old butler's expression changed, and he immediately understood.

Several guards were immediately summoned and searched the area where the screams had come from. In no time, nine maids and servants from the manor, whose eyes had been pierced, and even two guards were dragged over.

The old butler's face had turned ashen.

He recognized all nine people; they were all from the Jing'an Prince's Mansion, and none of them were imposters.

Secretly spying on the crown prince?

This wasn't arranged by him, nor could it have been arranged by the prince.
Who arranged this?

The Jing'an Prince's Mansion is not a clean slate; there must be spies from other forces within it, just as there are spies within the Jing'an Prince's Mansion itself. But a spy is just a spy, a rat hiding deep within; once exposed, it's game over.

Moreover, Chengbi Courtyard is the residence of the Crown Prince. He caught nine spies in one go, including guards and several people who seemed trustworthy to him. Where would he put his old face?

"Old steward, I'm leaving all these people to you. I prefer peace and quiet and don't like having everything under other people's noses."

"This old servant understands, and will certainly handle it properly."

Looking at the nine spies who had lost their eyes, their faces covered in blood, lying on the ground groaning, the old steward's eyes flashed with a cold light. "Take them all away!"

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Prince Zhao Xun of Jing'an returned from his studies at Shangyin Academy, bringing with him a sword prodigy, Yu Xuanji, the successor of Gongsun Sword Dance of Western Chu. Although only eleven years old, she has already reached the third rank.

That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that as soon as this young girl entered the Prince's mansion, she showed her sharp edge. Not only did she stab several of the nannies and guards who came to cause trouble, but she also blinded nine spies who were spying on the Prince's courtyard that very night. Her actions were ruthless and skillful, showing no mercy, and she completely made a name for herself.

Now everyone knows that the young prince is accompanied by a beautiful swordswoman, who is exceptionally skilled and is the fourth most talented woman in the Jing'an Prince's Mansion.

Yes, what Zhao Xun said that night also spread. It is said that the princess was very fond of the little girl and bestowed many valuable gifts upon her that night. She even took off her own family heirloom white jade bracelet with green patterns and put it on the little girl's wrist.

“It’s normal to have some eyes in a place like the Prince’s Mansion. It would be dangerous if someone didn’t have an eye.”

Three days later, in the study of the Prince's mansion, Prince Jing'an Zhao Heng, unable to bear it any longer, summoned Zhao Xun. In the past few days, not only in Chengbi Courtyard, but Zhao Xun had also been wandering around the mansion with Yu Xuanji, blinding more than a dozen pairs of eyes that were secretly watching. During this time, they encountered resistance, and there was even one of Zhao Heng's trusted guards, but Yu Xuanji's sword light was too fast, so fast that these people could not react.

This behavior silenced everyone in the Prince's mansion, and the atmosphere there became tense and oppressive.

"What a joke! How is it dangerous? This is the Jing'an Prince's Mansion, not a vegetable garden where anyone can send people to spy." Zhao Xun looked at Zhao Heng with a disappointed expression. "Father, I think you've been playing the coward for so long that you've become a real coward. How is this normal? Look at the Beiliang Prince's Mansion, is anyone here? Look at his Tingchao Pavilion, is anyone spying on us? This is a prince's mansion, the mansion of a vassal king of the Liyang Dynasty. Even if it's dilapidated, it still represents the face of the vassal king. We still need to maintain basic dignity. Otherwise, people will think we're a poor, weak family that's easy to bully. How will we get along with them in the future?"

(End of this chapter)