The emperor hasn't grown crooked yet? No.
Dagan was a country founded on military power, and the annual spring and winter hunting were major national events.
The hunting ground is ancestral territory and is heavily fenced.
Hunting in spring and fencing in autumn, plowing the same piece of land year after year, you can imagine that there is nothing left.
Therefore, before each hunting trip, special officials would tie the prepared prey with red ropes and put them in.
It sounds like a lot of free time, but this is the situation.
Xiyuan Hunting Ground.
Immediately, a prince in an ochre-red brocade robe appeared, his face handsome and his eyes, as black as ink, pierced with a sharp blade. Every gesture he made exuded the commanding presence of a man of high rank. He was none other than the current emperor's third son—Prince Xiang, Qin Shu.
"Your tiger?" Qin Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone revealing a hint of surprise: "Did you release it to the hunting grounds for your father?"
The young man who was riding side by side with Qin Shu pulled the reins of his horse.
Lu Xiyun casually took off his 'in the way' outer robe and tossed the black fox fur cloak with gold embroidery to his accompanying guards. His indignation was palpable: "You are the emperor, yet your words are unreliable! If I believe my uncle again, I will write my name Lu backwards!"
An uneasy look came over and Qin Shu felt a chill on his back.
As expected, Lu Xiyun followed up with: "Can you lend me a search talisman?"
Qin Shu subconsciously turned his head and struggled instinctively: "Why do you need that thing? This is a martial arts restricted area. Artifacts that require Qi control cannot be used here."
The Royal Hunting Grounds, a high-level martial arts restricted area. No matter who you are or what rank you are, once you enter this area, you will be forced to return to your original state.
However, Lu Xiyun was prepared. With a stern look in his eyes, he turned the tables and said, "Didn't you say last time that you had created a device that could break the Wu Ni ban?"
Qin Shu was startled and hesitated for a moment: "Isn't this... bad...?"
However, the other party was more aggressive: "Do you want Xiaobai to be shot to death by the hunters?"
Good man, this is a high level for him. Qin Shu felt that if he dared to nod now, the topic would immediately develop into a severance of ties.
Qin Shu sighed softly and was about to accept his fate and agree to this 'excessive' request, but he saw a man and a horse galloping towards them.
Ren Xuan, who was riding a horse, pulled the reins with all his strength and barely stopped the horse just a few feet away from the two of them.
Qin Shu took the initiative to dismount and greeted Ren Xuan, saying politely, "General Ren, why are you in such a hurry?"
Ren Xuan suddenly felt a mixture of emotions. This emperor, who had not yet grown up, was gentle, kind, respectful, frugal and modest. It was really hard to get used to him at first.
What's the important matter? Ren Xuan muttered in his heart, "I'm going to help you turn around the ending of your deep gratitude and life-and-death relationship with your teacher and friend..."
However, Ren Xuan remained calm and composed. He clasped his fists in a salute and said calmly, "An assassin has entered the palace. I have been ordered to protect Your Highness."
"Assassin?!" Qin Shu's expression suddenly changed, his brows furrowed. He quickly took out a palm-sized bronze box from his arms and threw it to Lu Xiyun: "I'm going to the Emperor's uncle's residence. This can only last for half a quarter of an hour at most. It's used in a similar way to the craftsman's tool last time. Find Xiaobai and take it immediately."
It was an ancient bronze square box, with delicate cloud and dragon patterns engraved all around. Beneath the dense patterns, a dark light flowed faintly, as gentle as water waves.
Ren Xuan was stunned.
No - you really didn't suffer any injustice in your previous life. You just threw this kind of thing to Lu Xiyun?
Dagan promotes martial arts and advocates martial arts. Over the past hundred years, top masters have emerged one after another.
The art of martial arts prohibition came into being.
Measure Feng Shui, observe Yin and Yang, combine the Qi of heaven and earth, guide the momentum of mountains and rivers, observe the Qi and change the Qi, in order to create a place where martial arts are forbidden.
Correspondingly, breaking the martial arts ban has become a very costly science.
This price, in part, is technically difficult. The formation of the martial forbidden land involved altering the earth's veins, reversing the five elements of yin and yang, and creating a natural barrier. Breaking the barrier would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
On the other hand, breaking the ban on military rebellion is clearly prohibited in national laws.
This technological gap, which could destroy the jobs of countless formation masters and even Qin Shu's own job, was born in the hands of a noble and precious person. It was the bronze square box that Qin Shu was throwing out casually.
The super-grade craftsman's artifact 'Nichen' can easily trace back to the original earth energy of the forbidden land of martial arts.
Ren Xuan took a look at the bronze square box in Lu Xiyun's hand and decided not to let this thing be opened.
As soon as 'Nichen' was activated, the three fourth-rank assassins rushed in, and Qin Shu had to take the blame again.
Ren Xuan was determined not to let Qin Shu leave. If Qin Shu left, it would be a fantasy for him, Ren Xuan, to deal with Lu Xiyun now.
He could only make up a lie first. Ren Xuan remained calm and said, "The prince is fine. Winter hunting is a matter of state. Your Highness should proceed with caution."
After saying that, he did not forget to glance at the square object in Lu Xiyun's hand.
After all, he felt guilty. Qin Shu coughed lightly, and was obviously a little shaken: "How about... forget it? As for Tiger, I'll bring more people to help you find it."
As expected, Lu Xiyun, who was used to a life of luxury, didn't take it seriously at all: "What are you afraid of? I'll handle it if anything goes wrong."
In this situation, it was clear who was in charge. Seeing Qin Shu not refute a single word, Ren Xuan felt a little desperate.
It can only be said that the dog emperor's abstract style, which was increasingly unprincipled and without bottom line, had already begun to show signs at this juncture.
Ren Xuan clasped his fists silently and bowed: "What is the matter between Your Highness and the Crown Prince? I wonder if I can help you with your concerns?"
It wasn't something that needed to be hidden. More people meant more helpers, so Qin Shu told the truth.
The story begins with how this tiger came about. A few years ago, a vassal state paid tribute and sent a white tiger skin and a litter of tiger cubs.
Da Gan was a martial artist, so the emperor didn't think much about it and distributed it equally among the princes in the palace.
Even though they were tigers, they were only about the size of a kitten and couldn't hurt anyone. Things were pretty much like this: every year or six months, most of them would die or get lost.
But there are always unexpected things. Not only did Lu Xiyun's cat not get lost, but it also grew fat and white.
With that size, it’s no problem to eat another person.
The Queen was anxious. Such a dangerous beast was hanging around my Xiyun every day. It was all your bad idea.
After being scolded, the emperor immediately understood the spirit of his wife.
But there must be a reason for everything. His wife doesn't want to be a bad aunt, and how can he, the emperor, be a bad uncle?
The true dragon emperor is the one destined by heaven, and this reason comes naturally.
That day, Lu Xiyun finally had time to come and see the tiger. The white tiger, having not seen its owner for a long time, was naturally excited and rushed towards him. Lu Xiyun, thinking it was the kitten from its childhood, went to meet it.
Xiaobai was no longer a small guy, a big guy weighing several hundred pounds. Master Lu had at least four bones broken, so he had to be carried back.
The Queen Mother was very frightened. Her two children had died one after another, and her nephew was about to reach adulthood, so she had to take good care of him.
The emperor always follows his wife's lead.
So, for the first time in his life, Lu Xiyun experienced what a "feudal patriarch" was.
Brandishing swords and guns? No, no, give up martial arts and follow the literary path.
You want me to spare that beast who hurt people? Come back after you pass the imperial examination.
Lu Xiyun had no choice but to accept his fate, finally working hard to complete the emperor's mission. True to his word, the emperor no longer mentioned the caning of the tiger, but instead included it in his winter hunting list.
At this moment, in order to prevent the white tiger from being shot into a hedgehog by other hunters, Prince Lu is instigating Qin Shu to lift the ban on the entire martial arts forbidden area.
After hearing the whole story, Ren Xuan couldn't help but sigh. Back then, when the hunting grounds were shaken and Qin Shu was implicated and imprisoned, he wondered how Lu Xiyun felt.
Ren Xuan diligently began to work: "Your Highness, Crown Prince, I have something to say, and I hope you will listen. Your Majesty wants to kill this tiger. Even if you two save it today, it will only stop the problem from spreading, not the root cause."
Lu Xiyun raised an eyebrow: "Then what do you say we should do?"
Ren Xuan clasped his fists and said, "After all, the white tiger cannot be kept in a cage. Why not release it?"
Lu Xiyun frowned. It's not like he hadn't tried releasing white tigers before, but Xiaobai had been raised by humans. Not only was he not afraid of people, but he was also clumsy at catching prey. The thought of letting Xiaobai out and letting him get bullied by the wild creatures outside made Lu Xiyun reluctant to let him go.
Seeing his hesitation, Ren Xuan continued, "The tiger is domesticated and cannot be released casually. If the prince agrees, I can be responsible for 'rewilding' it."
At this point, Ren Xuan changed the subject: "But first, you must abide by the rules. If this angers His Majesty, you can get away with it, but this tiger... I'm not sure."
It’s hard to say about Tiger, and even harder to say about Qin Shu.
Your father died because you broke into the forbidden area, and then you said the assassin was not yours?
Any censor can write you a thousand-word patricide manifesto.
Lu Xiyun in front of him lowered his eyebrows, obviously because he had been told what was on his mind.
Finally, Lu Xiyun threw the bronze box back to Qin Shu: "As you said."
Qin Shu raised his hand and caught it steadily, then cast his gaze towards Ren Xuan. He began to admire Ren Xuan a little.
General Ren Xuan worked tirelessly and quickly gathered the guards of Qin Shu and Lu Xiyun to search for the white tiger all over the mountains.
Ren Xuan noticed the changes in the martial arts ban in the hunting grounds, and couldn't help but think of the shocking assassination of the king that year.
Back then, when Nichen was about to begin and the martial ban was broken, three fourth-rank assassins crushed the imperial guards.
In the five volumes of Dagan's "Strategies for Reincarnating the Country", I have never seen emperors picking up military books to study it.
What's the point of learning painting or craftsmanship? You will be completely confused when you meet an assassin.
The emperor is a complete loser in fighting and is not even as good as his own wife.
As a result, the daughter-in-law blocked the knife and the emperor became a widower.
Although Qin Shu is not the emperor's most favored son, but when these two go crazy, they are of the same character - the current emperor practices painting, and risking his life to force the forbidden move 'Painting the Country in Blood' is an existence that defies the heavens.
Within a radius of 100 meters, the landscape is picturesque.
Can the person in the painting come out of the painting again? No one knows, because once this trick is used, the current emperor will die.
The sun moved from the east to the west, and in the blink of an eye it was already dusk.
For the entire day, the hunting grounds were strictly prohibited from fighting.
This time, everything was finally peaceful.
From afar, he could see two people riding their horses back. Ren Xuan took the initiative to greet them. The Prince Lu in front of him looked calm and was obviously in a good mood.
"Ren Xuan, don't worry about the White Tiger anymore."
Ren Xuan nodded and replied softly, saying nothing more. Not asking questions from those above you and not asking questions from those below you is a necessary quality for surviving long in the officialdom.
The nobles and officials who participated in the hunt returned one after another, and the officials in charge began to count the prey.
The one with the most trophies was the newly crowned Tanhua Lang, a seemingly weak scholar, who actually hunted a bear.
In comparison, Qin Shu and Lu Xiyun seemed particularly out of place with their empty hands.
As expected, this irritated the emperor, who became furious at Qin Shu.
The current emperor was a military prince, having contracted many ailments during the chaos of war in his youth, and had suffered several bouts of illness in recent years. However, he seemed to be in good spirits today.
The emperor was full of spirit. "The Great Gan founded the country through military force. You, a prince, study the art of mechanical casting every day. I think you have completely forgotten everything passed down by your ancestors!!"
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