"Lao Jiu, the Grand Master is back, and I have also appointed King of Chu to express my closeness. I still want to ask you about something." Xia Wen, who was thinking about it in the imperial study room, spoke.

Wei Jiu showed up and bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, it is not an exaggeration to reward the Grand Master for such achievements. If the Grand Master is here, you will be free of worries. I wonder what Your Majesty wants to ask me?"

Xia Wen looked at Wei Jiu and sighed, "Old Jiu, you are helping him in your words and words. Maybe he is really so good, so good that everyone respects him so much. What I want to ask is the matter of the prince. The Grand Master told me that I would send all the princes and grandchildren who are over ten years old to him for teaching. This statement really makes me feel like a thorn in my throat. Even today, it will be difficult to let go."

Wei Jiu was silent for a moment and replied, "Maybe because Your Majesty is too worried. According to the ministers, the Grand Master is really just a teaching. The Grand Master probably doesn't want to see the fierce battle in the palace. The Grand Master personally experienced all kinds of things. When you arrive at Your Majesty, you don't know how many unspeakable things you have experienced. The Grand Master wanted to teach the princes and grandchildren himself, but he didn't want such a thing to happen again in the future."

"Is that true?" Xia Wen asked.

"I think this is the case." Wei Jiu replied respectfully.

"So...so! So best. Tomorrow, I will send Jin'er, Xi'er, and Long'er to the Chu Palace tomorrow. The Grand Master will not attend court in the past few days. I will send my three sons to express my closeness." Xia Wen said slowly, sighing a little.

No matter what Xia Wen thought at this time, or what Xu Jie thought, things were still not allowed to be done, and even Xia Wen took the initiative to do it in advance.

Just because Xu Jie is now in the people's reputation. In the army, he is even shouted long live by those fighting men. In the court, he is even more overwhelmed.

What else can Xu Jie do if he calls Xia Wen?

Fortunately, Xu Jie has always been humble and respectful from beginning to end, not really aggressive, and seems to have no interest in the throne.

Otherwise... Xia Wen would not dare to think deeply.

But he didn't think deeply, and an answer was about to come out. That is, if Xu Jie got up one morning and remembered that he would ascend the throne, he would be able to sit on the dragon throne in the afternoon.

Reality is so cruel.

Wei Jiu replied: "Your Majesty is wise, and the Taishi will definitely feel his heart when he expresses his closeness in this way."

Xia Wen nodded and stood up: "Lao Jiu, follow me out of the palace and let me relax."

"Abide by the order!"

The streets of Bianjing City are full of tourists and the prosperity remains the same, but Xia Wen hasn't felt it for a long time.

Xia Wen, who was wearing a square crown in Confucian clothes, gently swayed the folding fan, and Wei Jiu behind him followed with his sword.

Xia Wen looked here and there, and passed by the gate of Zhaixing Tower. He paused for a moment, but he didn't go upstairs and passed by.

On the contrary, Xia Wen walked in at the teahouse on the side of the road.

There was a table in the main hall, a gavel, a paper fan, a teacup, and an old man sat behind him, with his mouth flying everywhere.

Xia Wen sat down, and Wei Jiu sat aside.

"Kang chlang, the King of Chu's treasure sword was unsheathed. The leader of the Hu man Yaojianmengde was so shocked that his whole body trembled. When he looked closely, he saw that the King of Chu was wearing a golden armor with a goose feather, a heart-protecting mirror shining, a seven-star treasure boot, and a tiger-faced golden helmet. Yaojianmengde was frightened by the King of Chu in Datong last time and escaped at night. This time, he saw His Highness the King of Chu again, and he was already in vain. He didn't dare to take a look again, and turned around and ran away."

"I heard His Highness the King of Chu cover up and chase after him, shouting, "Chief Hu, quickly dismount and fight with me for 300 rounds. The Chief of Hu had already lost his courage, so he could only rely on the grassland under his seat, Zhao Yeyu Lion and BMW, and escaped without a trace. His Highness the King of Chu was so angry that he shouted, "It's hateful, I hate that my BMW is not as good as him, otherwise how could he teach him to escape again under my sword, and he must cut his head and cook... Looking back, the little king of Tuoba had already knelt down at the foot of the King of Chu, begging for mercy and bowed his head to surrender. The King of Chu was kind-hearted, and he felt soft-hearted, and said, "You little king of the country is aware of the opportunity. If I kill you a person who kneels down and begs for mercy, I will ruin my life's wisdom."

"good!"

"good!"

"See the reward!"

"Old man, get the money!"

The audience applauded and applauded.

The old storyteller stood up, bowed his hands to thank him, packed up the silver and copper coins flying everywhere, then prepared, drank a cup of tea, and took a photo of the auspicious wood. At the end, there was a poem: "The dragon in Jingchu's treasure land rose, and the footsteps were stunning in the wind, clouds, and the world was shocked. A heroic event for thousands of years is beyond the name of the King of Chu today."

After the ending poem, the old man stood up and greeted him again, packed up his money today, and thanked all the parents of Ming Gong to go out slowly. A hundred steps away, there was a teahouse waiting to be discussed again.

Many Ming Gongs were still unsatisfied and discussed each other very enthusiastically.

"Oh, it's a pity that there is no BMW under the throne of Chu. Hu Kei is far away from the throne of Mengde. If I become an official, I will report to the emperor that I will find a BMW for the King of Chu in all directions."

"Who said no? I heard that Dayuan, the extreme west, has the best BMW. There are many Hu merchants in Beijing, and Xing licensees ask someone to bring a horse."

"Oh, even if those Hu merchants are willing to bring them, it will be a matter of two years later."

"Two years are not long. Let's go and ask. If it can really bring it, it's not a big deal to find some big families to support it."

As Xia Wen listened and watched, he felt envious, but sighed again, slowly got up, and wandered around the streets again.

While swimming, Xia Wen suddenly turned around and asked Wei Jiu: "Lao Jiu, did that Yao Lanmond really escape because of the BMW under his seat?"

After hearing this, Wei Jiu shook his head and said, "How can Your Majesty believe these market legends? Yao Lanemond is also a hero on the grassland. It is already a huge difficulty for the Grand Master to fight and win it. It is almost impossible to capture him."

Xia Wen nodded when he heard this and asked again: "Where is King Tuoba now?"

Wei Jiu replied: "I am imprisoned in the heavenly prison of the Jindian Guards."

"A person who has no hands, there is no need to be imprisoned like this. Let him come out." Xia Wen said.

Wei Jiu frowned slightly when he heard this and replied, "Your Majesty, this is the intention of the Grand Master."

"Oh, it's the Taishi's intention. If the Taishi dealt with this, it must make sense. Then let's be imprisoned first." Xia Wen said, not upset.

There were a lot of street markets, Xia Wen walked around with his feet, and after walking for two hours, he was still full of interest, but he was not interested in what he stopped. He seemed to be enjoying the feeling of walking around among the pedestrians who were shoulder to shoulder.
Chapter completed!