Chapter 925 Meeting with the Old Sage King



"So, does that mean he doesn't take Nan Kun seriously?"

Baili Qingluan: "Nankun produced a powerful empress a hundred years ago. She once severely damaged Beiyi, Dongjun, and Xirong. There are also rumors that Nankun is protected by the gods and cannot be violated, otherwise disaster will befall. For this reason, Nankun has not had any military conflicts with the other three countries in the past hundred years. There have been minor frictions, but Nankun will not take the initiative to send troops to support one side."

"Hehehe..." Su Ning'an grinned, "Nan Kun will definitely help my father this time. Even if my mother and I don't go to the capital, Emperor Beiyi will have to publicly acknowledge my father's identity and let him return to his ancestral home."

Baili Qingluan was puzzled: "How can you be sure that Nan Kun will help your adoptive father?"

At this point, Su Ning'an felt there was no need to hide it anymore. "My sister is the crown princess of the Nankun royal family. When she grows up, she will inherit the throne of Nankun and become the empress!"

Baili Qingluan's jaw dropped!

What great good deed did Su Xingyi do in his previous life? To have found four adopted sons and daughters with extraordinary backgrounds!

"Then Huang Huang is a phoenix?"

"Yes, my sister was carried to Nankun by Huanghuang. She went there alone to find her roots and even dealt with the persecutors. Huanghuang mentioned it in the letter she sent me last time."

Baili Qingluan believed it for no reason. Xiao Xier was the empress and was very capable.

"By the time we get to the capital, your adoptive father should have his identity back."

"It can't be so fast, we haven't reached the capital yet! I want to see my father return to his roots with my own eyes." Su Ning'an was anxious. He wanted to find out who was behind the scenes and beat him up to vent his anger. He even set up roadblocks to delay his entry into the capital.

Baili Qingluan saw him clenching his fists and could easily guess what he was thinking. "Ang'er, whether we can catch up now depends on luck. Your sister Lu Yao is not feeling well and can't rush on her journey. However, if we find the person hiding in the dark tonight, we can vent our anger!"

"Humph!" Su Ning'an raised his little fist and blew on it. "I want them to have a good taste of my little fist!"

"Big Brother, why don't they take the official road but insist on walking through the poisonous woods?"

[Yes, thankfully I flew back to the entrance of the ancient forest and investigated, using a strong wind to help them out. Otherwise, the consequences would have been dire.]

"It doesn't make sense to take the smooth official road instead of the poisonous woods. Did something happen along the way?"

Huang Huang shrank her head. "Your big brother didn't say anything, and I didn't ask... Bah! Even if I asked, your big brother wouldn't understand. He'd just know I was chirping."

"...How long will it take them to get to Beijing?"

[I definitely won’t be able to arrive tomorrow]

Xiao Xier handed it a plate of braised prawns and said, "Take it and eat it. After you finish eating, fly to Big Brother and secretly escort them to Beijing."

When Xiao Lingyu heard that Baili Qingluan and her son were not taking the official route, he said, "They must have taken a shortcut to the capital. Your aunt, the eldest princess, wouldn't be that stupid. She must have a way to detoxify herself beforehand."

"Really?"

"Otherwise, they don't have any enemies. Has Huanghuang noticed anything unusual on the official road?"

Xiao Xier took a big sip of coconut water and said, "Huanghuang didn't say anything. It should be just like what mother said. However, I will still let Huanghuang fly over to protect them secretly."

At the same time, a not-so-low-key carriage stopped in front of Jintai Building.

Fang Zhou saw a gray-haired, dignified old man getting off the carriage. He quickly bowed and stepped forward to greet him. "Dear guest, please come in."

The old man's personal guard Song Cheng: "Tengyun Pavilion."

Fang Zhou was shocked. He knew at a glance that the old man was not an ordinary dignitary, as he came here to meet people from the martial arts world.

"Please follow me."

Bai Yi, a man from the Jianghu, pushed the door open and entered Tengyun Pavilion. "Master, the old virtuous king is here."

Dongfang Yinyin slowly picked up the half mask with lotus carved on it on the table, stood up and stood three steps away from the door.

"This is Tengyun Pavilion."

Fang Zhou was very tactful and turned around to go downstairs. The staircase was soon blocked by guards.

The door opened with a creak and Dongfang Seal walked out.

The old wise king's pupils shrank. It really was the Eastern Seal!

The Eastern Seal bowed and saluted, "Junior Eastern Seal pays homage to the Wise King."

The old sage king remembered the note that Dongfang Yinzhang had left in his study, and said in a lukewarm tone, "Go in and sit down and talk."

The old virtuous king walked straight to the main seat and sat down. Dongfang Yinzhang respectfully poured him a cup of cold tea and said, "This junior toasts you."

The old wise king took a sip, and his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened. He quickly drank the whole cup of cold tea and quickly put on the Eastern Seal.

After drinking two cups in a row, the old wise king smiled. "Yes, good tea! Better than tribute tea. Where does this tea come from?"

"This is the tea variety I cultivated. If you like it, I will send it to your house every year."

"More than twenty years ago, you created a set of seal scripts. Now that I see you again, you've discovered the ability to cultivate tea varieties. You haven't been heard from in the past twenty years. Could it be that you've only been cultivating tea varieties?"

Dongfang Yinzhang said, "I have been teaching people to read and write, and imparting martial arts these years. I have been in Dongjun most of the time."

The old sage king stared at him intently, inexplicably interested in his true appearance. "You only teach people to read and write, and impart martial arts. Do you think there will be anyone to carry on your divination and metaphysical skills?"

"This skill requires talent, but also depends on fate."

The old wise king took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, with large characters written on it:

[The direct bloodline is in the mountains and must be found, otherwise the world of Beiyi will be in chaos]

"How dare you! How could the legitimate bloodline of the Beiyi royal family be allowed to be lost among the common people? Did you divine wrongly? Or is this a trick of Dongjun? Do you have to agree to move Empress Fu'an's tomb to Dongjun? If you don't explain the reason, you will never leave here today!"

“Bang!”

The teacup fell heavily, and a large number of well-trained archers suddenly rushed over the roof outside the window.

Bai Yi stood guarding Dongfang Yinzhang closely, feeling a little nervous. The old wise king was really going to fight and kill anyone if they disagreed with him!

Dongfang Yinzhang remained calm, not at all frightened by this unexpected turn of events. He spoke calmly, "Wise Prince, I'm sure you're aware that the Emperor has already transferred 50,000 troops from the Jingji camp to the eastern border for defense. Dongjun's 100,000-strong army is already at the border, awaiting news from Crown Prince Yu and ready to attack Beiyi at any moment. Do you think Dongjun is simply trying to move Empress Fu'an's tomb back to Dongjun?"

“What else? Over the past twenty years, Dongjun has repeatedly invaded our territory because of this incident. Let alone one hundred thousand, even if there were two hundred thousand, I would still beat Dongjun into a pulp!” The old and wise king is Beiyi’s god of war. Although he is old, he will definitely win if he can defeat them.

Dongfang Yinzhang asked, "Are you convinced that Empress Fu'an died of natural causes during childbirth, and was not murdered?"

The old virtuous king knew that no matter whether Empress Fu'an was murdered or not, Dongjun could not be allowed to move the mausoleum back. The Beiyi royal family could not afford to lose face!

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