Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Mysterious!"

Song Xuan muttered something, but didn't ask any more questions.

Just like, his father never asked him what kind of martial arts he was practicing, and he never asked his father what his strength was or what he was busy with every day.

After all, he is his own father. Even if he wants to rebel, can his son stop him?

The yard was empty and deserted. Song Xuan pointed casually, and the two long swords behind him flew into his bedroom. Then he walked to the door of Song Qian's room.

Song Erni did not practice, but leaned against the window, staring at him with tears in her eyes.

"Brother~~"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Er Ya, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you so weak? You can't even get out of the door?"

"I don't dare..." Victoria wiped her tears, "If I go out without permission, my dad will beat me with the Seven Wolves!"

As she spoke, she glared at Song Xuan resentfully, "It's all your fault. Why did you have to give me seven wolves when you could have given me something else? And besides, my name is not Erya!"

"Got it, Erni!"

Song Xuan took out a few small toys from his sleeves, including rattles, whistles, clay figurines and other small toys, and said, "Be good, I brought you some local specialties from Qingzhou, you can play with them."

Victoria Song rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm not a child anymore, are you trying to fool me with these childish things?"

As she said this, she reached out from the window and grabbed a few small gadgets in her hands.

Soon, her excited voice rang out from the room, "Is this rattle rimmed with gold?"

"It's not rimmed with gold, it's made of pure gold, and the drumhead is made of rhinoceros hide."

Victoria Song played with the whistle and said, "It feels so cool. What material is it made of?"

"It's made of deep-sea black ice. It's called black ice, but it's actually some kind of special cold iron. It's very compatible with your technique. When you blow the whistle, you can hear it within dozens of miles."

Victoria Song was having a lot of fun, "Brother, these things must cost a lot of money, right?"

"I have money, I can build whatever I want!"

With his current strength and status, money is really nothing to him.

If he wanted to obtain some holy martial arts or magic weapons, it might be a little difficult, but if it was just some other small things, it would just be a matter of asking, and someone would naturally do it for him.

......

Song Xuan did not rush to take up his post, but stayed in the imperial capital for half a month.

During this period, he sent a letter to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, asking them to go directly to Songzhou to wait for him.

As the Supervisory Commissioner of Songzhou, he must bring some team members with him.

Of course, the main reason he was reluctant to leave was because he was waiting for Victoria Song.

I have to wait. Ever since I came back, this girl has been begging me with tears and snot, asking me to take her with me after she comes out of quarantine next month. I agreed out of pity.

For this, my father even scolded him a few words.

Song Erni doesn't look like a lady from a noble family at all. It's all because you, as her brother, didn't teach her well.

What's wrong with Erya being impatient when practicing martial arts? It's all because of you!

In order to get some quiet time, Song Xuan walked out of the house carrying a bucket and a fishing rod under his father's unhappy gaze.

Fisherman, fear nothing!

Outside the imperial capital, Song Xuan randomly chose a place suitable for fishing. After making a nest, he sat cross-legged on the ground and waited for the fish to bite.

He actually likes fishing very much, mainly because he likes the feeling of unknown.

You don’t know when a fish will bite, what kind of fish it will be, or how much you’ll catch in a day. That feeling of unknown and anticipation is quite interesting.

During this period, he did not practice as hard as before.

He had killed so many people that the murderous intent in him was too strong. During his time in the imperial capital, he planned to cultivate his character and refine his sentiments.

As Song Xuan squinted his eyes and stared at the clear river water in a daze, he heard some movement beside him and turned his head to look.

But I saw a nobleman about thirty years old, wearing brocade clothes and a mink fur coat. He took off his luxurious robe and spread it on the ground, then sat on the ground lazily and began to fish leisurely.

Song Xuan withdrew his gaze and felt heavy in his heart.

Although he was in a daze and didn't pay attention to the situation around him, he only reacted when this person came to his side. This method alone should not be underestimated.

Song Xuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly at this.

The imperial capital is a place full of hidden talents. Any fisherman you meet is a master who should not be underestimated.

Chapter 215 Ji Xuanfeng

Song Xuan withdrew his gaze and ignored him.

There are many fishermen on the river bank, and this river is not his own. As long as they don't get in the way, he won't interfere.

Song Xuan was interested in fishing, but it had to be said that without using martial arts, his fishing skills were really average. At the end of the day, he didn't catch a single fish, while the nobleman next to him had a full bucket.

Song Xuan secretly cursed that it was bad luck. This guy had sucked away his good luck.

"Your murderous intent is too strong. You scared the fish away, so you can't catch them!"

Just as Song Xuan was about to pack up his equipment and go home, the young man next to him suddenly spoke up.

Song Xuan chuckled twice, "What we want is to scare the fish away. If it can still take the bait in this situation, then it is the real destined fish!"

Young Master: “….”

He felt that he could not keep up with Song Xuan's thinking.

"Let me ask you something. The court is currently arguing endlessly about the Qingzhou issue. Do you think it's necessary for those people from Qingzhou to stay?"

Song Xuan looked him up and down, "Are you the prince?"

The young master was stunned at first, then nodded with a smile, "Did you figure it out?"

Song Xuan nodded. This guy had such a strong aura that it was not difficult to guess his identity.

Even though he was in front of a prince, Song Xuan showed no sign of restraint. He shook the hook and said calmly, "What's your name, Your Highness?"

"Ji Xuanfeng!"

"It turns out to be His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince!"

The Sixth Prince Ji Xuanfeng, a member of the Xuanyiwei family who grew up in the imperial capital, Song Xuan was no stranger to this prince.

When this person was just a little kid, he was already a very famous innate master in the imperial capital. It was said that he was a martial arts prodigy that was rare in a thousand years.

The other party came to him today, and Song Xuan knew what he was going to do without having to guess.

"I have never been concerned with the affairs of the court. If Your Highness wishes to seek your advice, I am afraid I will disappoint you."

Ji Xuanfeng didn't mind at all, he just looked at him with a smile, "It's okay, today I mainly came to see you, just to get to know you. We will have many days together in the future."

Song Xuan couldn't say he liked this person, but he didn't dislike him either. He smiled and nodded, "Then, I hope Your Highness will take better care of me from now on!"

The Sixth Prince smiled and said, "It's getting late. Let's stop here for today. We can talk more later when we have time."

As soon as he finished speaking, several followers nearby hurried forward to pack up their fishing gear and escorted him away.

Watching the other party disappear from his sight, Song Xuan rubbed his forehead, carried the fishing rod and held the empty bucket, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, and slowly walked towards the city.

If nothing unexpected happens, when I become the commander of the Xuanyi Guard in the future, the emperor who will partner with him should be this person.

Judging from each other's age, they may have a relationship as king and subject for at least twenty years in the future.

He did not doubt whether Ji Xuanfeng could sit on the throne of the emperor.

With Song Xuan's current strength, although he is not a master, ordinary masters of Yihua are probably not his opponents.

However, the Sixth Prince could make him feel pressured and even fearful, which showed how powerful he was.

At this age and with this kind of strength, if he still can't sit on the throne of the emperor, then it would be a miracle.

......

In the imperial city, the Sixth Prince sat in his study, looking at the information about Song Xuan on the table.

"This guy is quite interesting."

"The little master of slacking off, the little prince of brothels." Ji Xuanfeng put down the letter in his hand with a smile. Thinking of the scene of meeting Song Xuan today, the smile on his face became even more intense.

"This guy doesn't seem to have much interest in power!"

While talking to himself, he turned his head to look at the old eunuch beside him, "Eunuch Cao, what do you think of him?"

Eunuch Cao, the eunuch who held the pen before the emperor, was now serving before the Sixth Prince with a fawning look on his face.

"Your Highness, I have never seen that old slave Song Xuan, but I can confirm that he is the successor to the commander designated by Ye Tian and others."

"What is my father's attitude?"

Eunuch Cao hesitated.

"Speak!" Ji Xuanfeng raised his voice a little.

"Your Highness, His Majesty means that this person can be used temporarily, but after Your Highness ascends the throne and firmly holds the position of the Son of Heaven, Song Xuan must be eliminated!"

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Your Highness, Song Xuan is not only the future commander of the Xuanyi Guard, but also a true martial arts genius with the innate talent of the Three Flowers.

In your majesty's opinion, such a person should not appear in the Xuanyi Guard and is a great threat to the imperial power."

Ji Xuanfeng said "oh" without commenting, "What else did the emperor say?"

"Your Majesty also said that the Xuanyi Guards are powerful and need to be suppressed. When Your Highness ascends the throne, you must make weakening the Xuanyi Guards a top priority."

Ji Xuanfeng snorted, "Father is indeed old and confused. He doesn't know what he relies on to remain standing even when the Great Zhou is already in such a state of decay."

Sighing, he waved his hand, "Forget it. With my father's limited strength, what vision can he have, not to mention the courage."

Eunuch Cao hurriedly said, "Your Highness, this is His Majesty's condition. He will abdicate in ten years. If Your Highness does not agree, the throne of the Emperor may be in jeopardy."

"Unexpected incident?" Ji Xuanfeng sneered, "I'm not sitting in that seat now. It's not that he won't give it to me, but I don't want to sit there yet!

"Okay, I need to practice now, you can leave now!"

"Yes! I'll take my leave."

After Eunuch Cao left, Ji Xuanfeng got up and left, walking towards the bedroom.

During his last retreat, he had already completed the condensation of the third flower. Next, the three flowers would gather at the top of his head and transform into a martial arts spirit, and then he would be promoted to a perfect master.

This is a time-consuming process. The three flowers of essence, energy and spirit need to be integrated bit by bit until they are completely transformed into the martial arts spirit.

The whole process may take two to three years or even four to five years.

Sitting cross-legged on the big bed in the bedroom, Ji Xuanfeng's eyes were cold.

"Five years, five years at most. If the emperor doesn't want to be respectable, then I will take the initiative to make him respectable!"

"You're useless. You don't deserve to sit in that position!"

The Xuanyi Guard is the sharpest knife of imperial power, but the emperor is worried that the knife is too sharp and will hurt himself, so he wants to make it blunt.

In Ji Xuanfeng's opinion, this was an extremely stupid idea.

He thought he had a clear view of the situation that the Great Zhou was in, and that all kinds of contradictions had reached the point where they could erupt at any time.

The dragon vein of Qingzhou was cut off, and the founding of the Qing Dynasty was just an early rehearsal of these contradictions.

If no appropriate measures are taken, such conflicts will only erupt in waves in the future.

He needs to condense his martial arts spirit as quickly as possible to ascend to the martial arts grandmaster realm, and then take over the throne of the emperor and start a transformation from top to bottom.

Otherwise, the Great Zhou Dynasty will really collapse!

Chapter 216 It doesn’t matter, I’ll just go up the mountain

As soon as Song Xuan entered the city, Zhao Dezhu called him to the Inspection Office and brought him to an independent secret room.

"Song Xuan, let me introduce you. This is our commander, Lord Ye!"

After entering the secret room and closing the door, Zhao Dezhu began to introduce himself to Song Xuan enthusiastically.

Ye Tian is a handsome middle-aged man who looks very elegant. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "We are all family, so let's not do those empty things."