Chapter 421 Luo Heng's Plan, The Martial Arts Competition Begins
Han Feng and Ling Ce both shook their heads.
"My master never had a specific destination or plan when he traveled; he always acted spontaneously and left whenever he felt like it."
I remember one year, my master and Ah Chu suddenly disappeared for three months. When they came back, we found out that she suddenly wanted to eat seafood.
So they took Ah Chu directly to the East China Sea and lived by the sea for over a month.
Ling Ce added, "More than that, wherever she goes, she always comes quietly and leaves quietly."
It's been almost two years since I went on this trip, and I even brought my senior classmate along. I bet they're having so much fun somewhere they don't want to leave.
Pei Yuan rubbed his temples.
If King Jing hadn't wanted to use A Chu to attract their master, he wouldn't have spread the news so quickly that Shen Chu, disguised as a man, was going to be beheaded.
"Do you have any way to create some trace of your master to lure Prince Jing out of the capital?"
Now that Prince Heng is under house arrest, if Prince Jing is not in the capital, he will have fewer obstacles to interfering with his plea to his father after the martial arts competition tomorrow.
Han Feng's eyes brightened slightly.
"I know how to lure King Jing away. My master is skilled in complex and powerful medical techniques, which she calls 'operation'."
"As long as word gets out about miraculous healing techniques, it's sure to attract people."
Let's get right to it.
Han Feng stood up. "I'll go and get your medicine right away. Once it's ready, I'll leave the city. Have someone spread this news to Prince Jing as well."
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Prince Heng's Mansion.
"Have you seen anyone? Who were you fighting with?"
When Prince Heng saw Luo Heng walk in, he frowned and asked.
Luo Heng shook his head with a sullen face and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"Your Highness, do you still remember the conditions you promised me?"
Prince Heng raised an eyebrow. "I will remember this. After the deed is done, I will ensure that you can take Shen Chu away safely."
Luo Heng nodded, his voice somewhat hoarse.
“The death row is cold and gloomy. I am very worried about A-Chu and afraid that she will be bullied. I want to take A-Chu away as soon as possible. Please grant my request, Your Highness.”
"As soon as possible? Are you ordering me around? That's a death row! My father has given the order, and I'm under house arrest. How can I arrange for you to take her away?"
Prince Heng stared at Luo Heng with a gloomy expression.
"What? You feel sorry for her being locked up in a death row? Ha, she's just a woman, and a woman who's pregnant with another man's child."
Luo Heng, how come I didn't know you had a penchant for being a willing father?
A shadow crossed Luo Heng's eyes.
He pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "It's not that I'm anxious, but I feel that this is a rare opportunity. Although Your Majesty has stripped Prince Rui of his post, he has not confined him to his quarters."
If I'm not mistaken, he will likely have to fight Shangguan Yi again tomorrow. If he defeats Shangguan Yi, he can use that victory to plead with His Majesty for A Chu's life.
If Your Majesty were to soften your heart and let this matter pass easily, Your Highness, wouldn't all our hard work have been in vain?
These words made Prince Heng feel as if he had swallowed a bitter pill; he felt bitter both in his mouth and in his heart.
Father is so biased! He knew about Shen Chu's affair a long time ago, but because of the sixth prince, he didn't directly order Shen Chu to be punished.
They even went so far as to say that they would deal with the matter after the South Vietnamese delegation left.
Ha, if he hadn't deliberately exposed this matter when the South Yue delegation was present, Father Emperor probably would have raised the issue high and then let it go lightly.
He asked somewhat reluctantly, "What good plan do you have? I'm currently under house arrest and can't even enter the palace, so how can I make a move?"
Luo Heng looked up and smiled softly.
"Now is the best time to get rid of Prince Rui. Although His Highness is under house arrest, your uncle, Marquis Anding, is not."
This matter can be resolved with the help of the Marquis of Anding. Besides, precisely because you are under house arrest, any trouble that arises will have nothing to do with you.”
When Prince Heng heard his plan, a sinister smile appeared on his face.
"That's a good idea. Don't worry, if this succeeds, I will keep my promise. You can take Chen Chu away without worry."
He looked at Luo Heng with a half-smile, "I also hope you will remember what you said."
Luo Heng bowed his head. "Your Highness, rest assured, Luo Heng can guarantee that the Luo family will hand over half of its profits to Your Highness every year."
A satisfied smile appeared on Prince Heng's face.
His uncle, the Marquis of Anding, holds half of the military power in the Great Wei. If he also has the financial support of the Luo family, what will the sixth prince have to fight against him in the future?
"Alright, I will write a letter to my uncle, and you will personally make a trip to the Marquis of Anding's residence."
"If anything needs to be done, and if my mother's cooperation is required, just have your uncle find a way to send a message to her."
The next day, the weather was clear, and the snow in the palace had mostly melted.
Today is the martial arts competition between the Wei and Nanyue delegations.
Although the Longqing Emperor was furious yesterday, he still looked dignified and kind as he sat on the dragon throne today.
He glanced at the seats of the Southern Yue delegation and asked loudly, "Why is your King Jing not here today?"
The red-clad youth sitting at the very front, holding a sword, was none other than Shangguan Yi, the top martial arts expert of Southern Yue.
His long, slender eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression was indifferent.
"Uncle Jing is unwell today and has instructed me to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor of Great Wei. However, the upcoming competition is not much of a surprise."
Whether Uncle Jing comes or not doesn't matter. Aren't we going to have a martial arts competition? Let's start as soon as possible.
"Let's finish early, I'm going to have some tea."
A collective gasp filled the air.
Li Chengxuan, sitting in the spectator stands, was furious.
"This Shangguan Yan Yan has quite the big mouth, talking like he's sure to win. Hmph, I hope he doesn't get beaten down by His Highness Prince Rui later."
Shangguan Yi's arrogant words also displeased Emperor Longqing.
He turned to look at the cabinet members.
The cabinet members immediately felt immense pressure, and they all secretly groaned.
The martial arts competition was originally the responsibility of Prince Rui, but he was flogged fifty times yesterday and will most likely be unable to participate today.
They found a skilled soldier from the army yesterday.
Even the best soldiers knew in their hearts that they were no match for Shangguan Yi.
Right now, we can only pin our hopes on the first two matches.
If we win the first two matches, what difference does it make if we lose the third match against Shangguan Yi?
The martial arts competition began soon.
The first match was between Gao Jie, the commander of the Imperial Guard, and a general from the Southern Yue Kingdom. The two were competing in hand-to-hand combat.
It's clear they've all been through the battlefield; their martial arts skills are genuine and hard-earned.
The two exchanged blows, and in the thirtieth round, Gao Jie was kicked off the stage by his opponent.
South Vietnam won the first match.
The South Vietnamese delegation erupted in cheers and jubilation, while the Wei cabinet delegation across from them looked pale and sickly.
In the second match, Ling Ce faced off against a martial arts master from the Southern Yue region.
Ling Ce had a solid foundation in martial arts and quick reflexes, so he won the second match without much suspense.
The two sides are currently tied at 1-1.
The third game became the deciding game.
The Longqing Emperor sat up straight with a start and asked the cabinet, "Where are the people you selected?"
The cabinet scholars were all sweating profusely.
The person they chose hadn't even taken the field yet when he suddenly started having diarrhea.
She's already had diarrhea five or six times in such a short time, she's completely exhausted, what's the point of going up there to compete?
I wonder which outhouse he's groaning in right now.
Seemingly sensing their predicament, Shangguan Yi smiled faintly.
"What? Nobody dares to come up? Then you can just admit defeat."
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