Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

Xiao Ruofeng's voice suddenly became a little cold:

"If we follow the advice of our father, we will certainly regard you as an unstable factor!"

"You have crossed the border and entered Fuyao, and now you have received the teachings of the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen. Even if you have not yet reached the Half-Step Divine Wandering, I believe you must be at the Great Free and Easy Realm at this moment!"

"With such talent, it is only a matter of time before he can become as powerful as my master, Mr. Li! By then, there is no guarantee that His Majesty will not regard Master Wen as a threat..."

After hearing these words, Wen Yanzhao looked at Xiao Ruofeng and his tone became solemn:

"If that really comes to the point, Your Majesty can also summon the masters of the palace to kill me in one fell swoop!"

"Wouldn't it be possible to rest easy now?!"

Xiao Ruofeng heard the unkindness in Wen Yanzhao's tone and softened his expression:

"If this is the case, there will be endless rising stars in the martial arts world. How can the imperial court defeat them all?"

"Although Ruofeng is a descendant of the Beili royal family, he is devoted to the martial arts world and is particularly fond of you. Wouldn't it be better to try another approach?"

"Besides, the Wen family has lived in Lingnan for generations and is the most poisonous family in the world. Master Wen is the only grandson of the Wen family! If they really attack you, the price the court will pay will be immeasurable!"

"Moreover, the Wen family and the Zhenxi Marquisate are blood relatives. If my father takes action against the Wen family, will Lord Baili just sit back and do nothing?"

After hearing Xiao Ruofeng's incisive analysis, Wen Yanzhao could not help but nod his head.

After hearing what he said, Baili Dongjun began to think, and his face began to become a little solemn.

Seeing that the two brothers were gradually persuaded by him, Xiao Ruofeng continued:

"So, what Ruofeng wants is to be on good terms with Master Wen and the Baili family, and to share weal and woe with them, which is the right path!"

"If Ruofeng is not talented, and if Master Wen is not interested in entering Jixia Academy, please become my disciple!"

Chapter 66: The Young Master's Plan, Ye Ding's Return to the South

"A member of the family?"

Wen Yanzhao straightened up and frowned when he heard Xiao Ruofeng's words.

I had guessed that Xiao Ruofeng would try to win me over, but I didn't expect it to be done in this way.

There are eight princes in the Beili royal family. Apart from the eldest prince who died young, the one most favored and respected by Emperor Tai'an is the ninth prince Xiao Ruofeng.

Although according to the original plot of Young White Horse, the one who will succeed in the future is Xiao Ruofeng's brother, King Jingyu Xiao Ruojin

Unfortunately, the brilliant and talented Prince Langya did not fight for the throne that everyone admired, but ended up committing suicide to prove his innocence...

Seeing Wen Yanzhao's hesitation, Xiao Ruofeng thought that making him a retainer in the mansion was too low a status.

Moreover, he has never received the title of Prince of Langya, and has not yet moved into the magnificent Prince of Langya Palace.

Then, Xiao Ruofeng seemed to have made up his mind. He straightened his body, bowed to Wen Yanzhao who was silent, and said loudly:

"If Master Wen thinks highly of Ruofeng, heaven and earth will bear witness to my wish. Master Wen and I will become brothers of different surnames. From now on, we will trust each other with life and death, and share happiness and misfortune!"

"For the sake of the people of the world, Ruofeng hopes that even if a talent like Master Wen is not employed by the court, he will not harm anyone because of our brotherhood!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wen Yanzhao suddenly looked up in shock, and looking at Xiao Ruofeng who looked sincere in front of him, he also stood up hurriedly:

"Young Master, you absolutely cannot do that. You are a member of the royal family, and I, Wen Yanzhao, am just a martial artist. Wouldn't that be a waste of my fodder?"

Baili Dongjun was also shocked by Xiao Ruofeng's behavior. He stared at Xiao Ruofeng in astonishment and was speechless.

Although he is the young master of the Marquisate, he will definitely inherit the title of Marquis of Zhenxi in the future.

But in terms of identity and status, he is naturally incomparable to Langya King Xiao Ruofeng.

Just as Wen Xiao and the other man were bowing to each other, Lei Mengsha, who was outside the carriage, grabbed the reins and dismounted.

He rushed to the carriage, stopped the coachman, and lifted the curtain:

"Seventh Brother! You want to become sworn brothers with this kid? Do you remember the two sworn brothers of the current emperor?"

"Now that the current emperor has not yet decided on the position of crown prince, the court is full of twists and turns. I believe you can see further than me!"

"I, Lei Mengsha, am not jealous of you becoming sworn brothers with him, so I am trying to stop you. I just want to advise you to think twice before you act!"

"Now that Wen Yanzhao has inherited the mantle of the Confucian Immortal, and has not yet cleared his relationship with the Ye family, you have to think clearly!"

Lei Mengsha was originally a quick-witted and loyal man. Ever since he entered Jixia Academy and became Li Changsheng's disciple,

He had the best relationship with Xiao Ruofeng, so there were many things wrong with what he said.

If someone with ulterior motives heard this, it would definitely be very disadvantageous to Lei Mengsha.

However, due to the brotherhood between him and Xiao Ruofeng, Lei Mengsha would tell the truth without blinking an eye, even if it meant death.

Xiao Ruofeng was of course aware that his second senior brother was thinking about him, so he smiled, nodded, and said to Lei Mengsha:

"I have listened to what Second Brother said just now, but I, Xiao Ruofeng, have seen Young Master Wen's martial arts and character."

"It would be great if we could have a friendship as classmates. Even if Master Wen is far away in the future, I, Xiao Ruofeng, will have a like-minded confidant!"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Yanzhao immediately had a good impression of him. He was a gentleman of jade and kind-hearted. It didn't look like he made such a decision just to win him over.

Wen Yanzhao sighed softly:

"Thank you for not abandoning me, Mr. Yan Zhao is willing to become your brother. No matter whether in the court or in the underworld, we are of the same blood and will never let each other down!"

When Xiao Ruofeng saw Wen Yanzhao agreed, he was very happy:

"I don't know Master Wen's age, but Ruofeng will be eighteen in two months!"

Wen Yanzhao smiled at each other:

"In that case, I can only call you brother! Yan Zhao is still four months away from turning eighteen!"

Lei Mengsha was moved to see that the two had become sworn brothers. Since Xiao Ruofeng had made up his mind, the rest of the story must have been planned long ago.

Thinking of this, he stopped trying to persuade her and said with a smile:

"Good for you, Old Seven. Today you have an outstanding brother like Master Wen. Don't forget me, Lei Mengsha, in the future!"

“But I have to say it, I think Baili Dongjun and I have similar temperaments, and we have the potential to be brothers!”

After saying this, he glanced at Baili Dongjun who was standing beside Wen Yanzhao.

Baili Dongjun's face flushed a little when he heard what he said, but he said:

"Be my brother? That's not impossible. When we get to Tianqi City, you have to take me to drink Qiulubai at Diaolou Xiaozhu!"

When Lei Mengsha heard him say this, he patted his chest and said:

"That's not difficult. I'll take you to drink as much as you want when we get to Apocalypse City!"

Baili Dongjun answered cheerfully: "It's a deal!"

Lei Mengsha: "It's a deal!"

Xiao Ruofeng's face was filled with his usual spring breeze smile, and he half-closed his eyes and was deeply moved by the chivalrous and handsome young man in front of him.

Then he smiled and said, "How can we have a sworn brotherhood ceremony without wine?"

As he spoke, he took out a wine bottle with a emerald green glaze from the small table in front of the people and wiped off the gold paper seal on the mouth of the bottle.

Holding the bottle in one hand, he said to everyone:

"This bottle of Yulu Qingchun is the fine wine given to me by my father when he conferred the title of King of Langya. I have kept it at home and never opened it!"

"It is just right for Ruofeng to have a brother like Yanzhao today!"

Then, he took out four exquisite rhino horn cups from the small table, filled them up, and handed one to Lei Mengsha outside the carriage:

"Second Brother, please bear with it and drink outside the car! Please!"

Lei Mengsha took the wine glass with a smile: "Okay, if I go in again, this car will be crowded!"

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Then Xiao Ruofeng picked up another cup and handed it to Wen Yanzhao: "My brother, please!"

Wen Yanzhao took the wine glass and nodded slightly: "Thank you, brother!"

Baili Dongjun has been sniffing the wine since Xiao Ruofeng opened the bottle, greedily inhaling the aroma.

Xiao Ruofeng took one of the two remaining wine glasses and handed it to Baili Dongjun:

"Dong Jun, although we have not sworn brotherhood, if you can pass the academy exam and become my master's last disciple, we will definitely be classmates and brothers in the future!"

When Baili Dongjun heard this, he raised his head:

"Of course, I, Baili Dongjun, will definitely become Mr. Li's last disciple! And I will also become the most outstanding disciple in Jixia Academy!"

Lei Mengsha curled his lips when he heard this:

"Did you hear that, Old Seven? Your position is in jeopardy!"

Xiao Ruofeng still smiled and nodded:

"Then Dongjun must work hard. The title of the most outstanding disciple of Jixia Academy still belongs to Ruofeng!"

The convoy was filled with the laughter of the four young men.

The aroma of Yulu's pure wine is overflowing, and the rhino horn cups collide and intertwine

In this small world, the wine is not yet drunk, but the brothers are already brave enough to fight!

……

Xiao Ruofeng and his group still took advantage of the summer heat to rush from Qiandong to Tianqi City. The four brothers talked and laughed along the way, and it was very lively.

In the small town of Nanjue, 1,400 miles away, thunderstorms continued, and the dense black clouds seemed reluctant to leave much space for the blue sky.

Under the thunderstorm, a small black boat was swaying in the river outside the city.

Bean-sized raindrops rushed into the river, stirring up mist on the surface of the river.

On the bow of the Wupeng boat, a tall woman with her hair tied up in a high bun stands with her back to the cabin, holding a large umbrella embroidered with a dragon totem.

"Did the person you mentioned obtain the remaining power of the Confucian Immortal?"

The voice should have been a gentle and pleasant female voice.

But what entered Ye Dingzhi's ears behind him was a deep and hoarse male voice.