Chapter 455: Striving to Achieve the KPI (Thirty-Five) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
"Soaring ambitions, wings reaching for the sky..."
This young man has a bright future ahead of him.
Seeing Lin Feng's resolute expression, a far cry from the naive and timid person she had first met, Shen Tang knew she couldn't stop her.
He could only pat her not-so-broad and strong shoulders with both hands, and solemnly admonished her in the tone of an elder: "It's a good thing that you have the ambition to follow in your teacher's footsteps. If Wu Hui knew, he would agree and be pleased. I won't stop you, but there's one thing you must remember—your teacher, and I, are both waiting for you to come back safe and sound, understand?"
While an ordinary eleven-year-old is still playing in the mud with a runny nose, Lin Feng already has lofty ambitions. How can one not be gratified?
But while I'm relieved, I still have some worries.
Shen Tang solemnly repeated it a second time.
"You must come back safe and sound!"
Lin Feng bowed and said, "Yes."
As for the bird's head, Xu Quan will keep an eye on it for the time being.
Not seeing Lin Feng, Sparrow Head felt a moment of suspicion and tentatively asked Xu Quan, "General, do you know where Registrar Lin has gone?"
"You mean Lingde? She's playing forward."
Relying on his superb riding skills, Xu Quan turned his long legs around and straddled the horse diagonally, a posture that made his long legs stand out even more.
He looked at the accompanying sparrow with a smile.
"What, you want a toad to eat a swan?"
Sparrow Head's expression remained unchanged as he humbly replied, "I wouldn't dare, it's just that Registrar Lin previously instructed me to study the inscription..."
Xu Quan responded with an "oh".
Seemingly only then remembering this matter, he waved his hand and said, "Then you go ahead and do your research, we'll talk about it when she gets back."
Sparrow Head pretended to be embarrassed.
He said, "But... the stone tablet..."
Although they had only spent a few days together, Sparrow Head clearly sensed that Lin Feng was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Compared to this group of despicable intruders, he could barely be considered a "good person," and she could use him to get closer to the stone tablet. This stone tablet was of great significance to the Ten Crows.
If it could be offered to the royal court—
His position as crown prince was now completely secure.
Previously, Sparrow Head believed that as the son of the Great Queen and the heir to the noblest bloodline of the Ten Crows, his status was superior, and he should rightfully be superior to his lowly brothers. They were not qualified, could not, and were not worthy to compete with him.
But this experience of traveling incognito shattered his naivety. His older brothers, who were all adults, were secretly accumulating power. They also had the advantage of age, having entered the royal court and built their influence earlier than him.
They either formed alliances or recruited soldiers.
The bird's head was a thorn in their side.
Working together, they managed to deceive the Queen and the guards that Su Shiyilu had arranged for Sparrow Head, and nearly murdered him. If it weren't for the strength and deep-rooted resources of Sparrow Head's maternal tribe, which possessed some secret techniques that were not passed down to outsiders, they probably would have truly been doomed this time.
To avoid his brothers' "attention," he had no choice but to blend in with the slaves. Because slaves were the most inconspicuous and easily moved around, his brothers never imagined that the noble little prince would "descend himself to be a slave" and associate with these filthy and smelly slaves.
He is now just waiting patiently for his injuries to heal.
Now that the storm has passed, he can take the opportunity to return to the capital. As long as he can contact the Queen's people, he will be completely safe. However, this means that he gained almost nothing from this trip and trial, making him unable to compare with his brothers and unable to convince the public.
but--
What about adding this stone tablet?
At that time, all the merits of his brothers combined would not be able to compare with his, because this stone tablet is the most powerful proof of the Ten Crows' bloodline! The royal court nobles and tribal leaders will all support him as the chosen one of the Ten Crows, the next king!
Xu Quan stroked his chin: "You mean the stone tablet? It's not easy to carry a stone tablet, so we'll store it in the valley for now. We'll come back to retrieve it when we're done. You can study the rubbings of the inscription first. If you make any progress, remember to let me know. If you encounter any difficulties, you can also come to me. After all, Lingde gave me so many instructions before she left… Sigh, I really don't know what's so good about you, a mere slave…"
He clicked his tongue, his expression mocking and disdainful.
The sparrow lowered its head slightly and remained silent.
Xu Quan looked at the top of his purple hair and pursed his lips.
Ever since he learned that Sparrow Head's claim of possessing the hair-dyeing secret was a lie, he'd been utterly disgusted by this slave. If he could kill him now, he would have already taken Sparrow Head's head before Lin Feng could! Hmph, you ten squid bastards, just wait to die!
at the same time.
Shiwu, the capital.
"Sir, sir—"
Su Shiyi's confidant rushed to find his savior, only to discover that the man who was there yesterday was nowhere to be found today. All he found was a sheepskin letter pressed down by a silver pot on the table. He slowly opened it, and it turned out to be a farewell letter.
He put the letter down, panting heavily.
Furious and anxious, he slammed his hand on the table.
Suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly stood up and shouted to his guards, "Quickly, leave the city immediately to chase after them and bring them back!"
Just as the guard was about to obey the order and leave, he changed his mind.
"Never mind, they've probably all gone far away by now..."
"well……"
My confidant only learned yesterday from Su Shiyilu that the royal court was assembling troops to march on Yonggu Pass, but the commander was not Su Shiyilu, but another rival who was at odds with Su Shiyilu. Most importantly, this person was loyal to another prince.
The marriage alliance with the Geng Kingdom was merely a smokescreen, intended to test the Geng Kingdom's attitude and dispel their suspicions.
Once the border barrier is breached and Yonggu Pass is captured, the Shiwu tribe will be able to use Longwu County as a springboard to seize vast tracts of land and fulfill the wishes of generations of Shiwu people! This achievement will also cause the crown prince to fall into the wrong hands.
Su Shiyi has been troubled by this matter for the past few days.
As a trusted confidant, one should naturally share the burdens of one's master.
However, his confidants had limited intelligence and could only seek outside help.
Who knew the foreign player would grow legs and run away?
I treated this person like an ancestor, feeding him well, giving him gold and silver treasures, and this guy actually just packed his bags and ran away!
The confidant grew angrier the more he thought about it, and the angrier he became, the more he thought about it.
"The scholars of the Central Plains are ungrateful, heartless, and treacherous!"
"I'm so angry!"
"No way! You go after them, we can't swallow this!"
The only saving grace was that before leaving, this "heartless man" had written a letter analyzing the pros and cons and outlining the gains and losses, giving his confidant something to report to Su Shiyilu, which barely managed to suppress his anger. He packed his things and went to see Su Shiyilu, reciting the letter verbatim.
The capital city, outside the city walls.
The scholar rode the Akhal-Teke horse, a gift from a fool, galloping relentlessly against the biting wind until the capital city became a tiny dot on the horizon behind him. Only then did he rein in the horse and bring it to a stop. Looking back in the direction he had come from, a slight smile played on his lips, as if his scheme had succeeded.
"Never again."
"Next..."
The scholar, mounted on his horse, looked around once.
He bent down and took out a golden bead the size of a longan from the horse's saddlebag. As the incantation was activated, the golden bead disappeared in his palm.
He murmured, "Northwest, auspicious?"
The scholar was preparing to cross Yonggu Pass before the Ten Crows army to quickly relay the message back, allowing Yonggu Pass to prepare. They would hold out for as long as possible, thus repaying Yan Xingning's life-saving grace.
But how can the power of words point to the northwest?
(p≧w≦q)
July 15th marks the one-year anniversary of "Retreat from the Emperor".
It was supposed to be a good thing, but considering the reform of welfare programs for female-oriented novels, which means there will be no benefits after 12 months (including monthly ticket rewards, perfect attendance rewards, etc.), sigh, in other words, "Retreat the Emperor" can only rely on subscription rewards...
But the website traffic is just like that...
Even mushrooms can't imagine how bad their royalties will be next month...
Waaaaah, I'm worried about not being able to get any baby formula...
PS: _(:з」∠)_ Poverty makes me audacious. I plan to write two books in the second half of the year after I finish writing my spores. I have a general idea in mind. I'll choose either "I'm Determined to Be This Emperor" or "I'm Really Not the Crown Princess".
(End of this chapter)
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