Yangzhou.

Yu Wenji stayed in the room and looked at the doors and windows that had been pushed open. He held a letter with his forehand and looked at the unknown place in the distance and thoughtfully.

Since he proposed the Taoist secret Taoist eternal life story to the current saint Yang Guang, it means that the pace of their Yuwen clan has officially begun to accelerate. He will lead to a journey in this dynasty that had already had cracks and was about to collapse. When Yang Guang completely did not recover his ambition, he would enter the stage of becoming an immortal.

The world will be in chaos.

The aristocratic families that have always been ahead have long begun to move their own actions.

Yang Guang's failure to conquer Goguryeo in three battles has already made the aristocratic families in the world have greatly resisted him. Coupled with the imperial examination system he implemented, and a series of actions such as Yang Guang has become a thorn in the aristocratic families.

A century of imperial power.

A thousand-year-old family.

Imperial power has never been able to compete for the aristocratic families, so I can only rely on them.

Yang Guang's actions were undoubtedly to dig his own grave. It would be fine if he succeeded in the conquest of Goguryeo. He could be forced to subdue with the strength of the military, but the successive failures have consumed the reputation he had accumulated in the army for many years.

Too many veterans from the past have been ruined in the ice and snowy land of the Northeast.

Yang Guang dug his own grave. Not only did their aristocratic families not stop him, but they would also go up to help shovel the soil several times.

The country of the Great Sui Dynasty finally returned to its original owner.

The breeze blew, disturbing Yu Wenhua and the letter paper in his hand. Only then did he retract his gaze and his eyes fell back to the contents of the letter paper in his hand.

The eastern capital Luoyang vibrates.

The unreasonable disappearance of His Highness the Crown Prince of the Emperor is the source of all these problems.

The direction he just looked at was Luoyang, the eastern capital.

Yu Wenhua, the young man who was the eldest son of the emperor, was extremely repulsive and in his heart. Even though he showed praise for the other person's talent on the surface, he knew in his heart that the other person was the enemy of aristocratic families just like what Yang Guang did.

His actions and his sharp behavior are even better than Yang Guang.

At least before Yang Guang became emperor, he would hide his weaknesses and hide himself.

But in Yu Wenji's eyes, the eldest grandson of the emperor Yang Neng would not hide himself at all, as if he was impatient to express himself and was striving to pursue something.

Even if such a person is extremely talented, how can he achieve great achievements if he doesn’t hide himself?

Although he was disdainful, Yu Wenhua was still quite concerned about His Royal Highness. After all, many of the opinions put forward by the other party directly pointed to the core key of the aristocratic family. What is even more surprising is that Yang Guang's lineage really has his own talents.

Yang Guang.

Yang Zhao.

Yang.

Grandfather and Sun all have their own talents, as if they occupied eighty percent of the talent of the entire Yang clan.

But this is too talented, can people hold on?

If they all grow up, how terrible would it be? Yang Guang alone has turned upside down.

Not to mention the current emperor Yang Guang, just saying that Prince Yang Zhao died young. Now it seems that the crown prince Yang Qing is probably following in the footsteps.

It's OK to disappear.

It's good to be missing.

Let the crown prince Yang Qing disappear completely!

Just like his father Yang Zhao, he became a man who died young, leaving only a lament for history books.

After reading this letter, Yu Wenhe used his skills to smash the letter paper into dusty pieces. He wrapped it with his internal energy and threw it under the peach tree in the courtyard outside, which was considered as fertilizer. Yu Wenhe had no plans to write anything to reply, and he knew that his father Yu Wenshu would arrange everything in the valve.

At the moment, he just needs to focus on the Eternal Life Skill.

He stayed in Yangzhou for a while.

During this period, Yu Culture and the news that Yang Guang needed the eternal life lesson to seek immortality.

Yu Wenhua, who made this plan, naturally had his own plans, so that those who heard this news could spread the news of Yang Guang's pursuit of immortality all over the world, thus causing another blow to Yang Guang's reputation, who had already had a bad reputation.

The other is his local snake stone dragon in Yangzhou City.

The Eternal Life Skill is naturally in Shi Long's hands, and it has been in his hands for more than ten years.

Unfortunately, after so many years of understanding, Yu Wenyu has never heard of Shi Long's special performance. He is either practicing or comprehending every day. Instead, he has made his reputation decline more than ten years ago, and he has transformed from a man from a worldly world into a man of the world.

Yu Wen and the news came out had several intentions.

Now he is waiting for Shi Long to visit him in person and present the Changsheng Art with both hands. After all, a master of the master still plays a great role in the Yuwen family. Yu Wenhua and he is also willing to recruit this talent.

It’s a pity that so many days have passed, Shi Long, a local snake in Yangzhou, has also visited him with local officials, but for him it was just ordinary chat, and at most it was the local fascination with the imperial officials.

As for Yu Culture and what he thinks...

"ha!"

With a sneer, Yu Weng and got up and walked out of the room.

I looked up at the sky and saw that the clouds were calm and the wind was light. Yu Wenhui knew that today was a good day to kill people.

After waving his hand to attract Yuwen Chengdu and signaling him to send troops to guard the city gate to prevent accidents, Yu Wenhua and then stood up and headed towards the Shilong Martial Arts Hall.

...

The clouds are calm and the wind is light.

On the avenue to Yangzhou City, there was a woman constantly looking at the strange man who appeared on the road.

A snow-white fox fur coat looks a little out of place in spring.

Long off-white hair and passionate eyes.

The thin lips were pursed tightly, as if they were trying to endure something unwilling to say, that was a man's grievance.

If you match the tear mole under your left eye,

It was really a man's body that was radiating a heartfelt past, just waiting for someone who was interested to listen to it.

At the waist, each of them was hung with a sword, which was a double cultivation of swords and swords.

But the most eye-catching thing is that he was holding a bouquet of peach blossoms in his hand. While walking, he lowered his head and indulged in the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"Caishou held the jade bell with great care. He was so eager that he was drunk. He danced low on the willow building's heart moon, and sang the wind at the bottom of the peach blossom fan."

"After parting, I remember meeting each other. I dreamed of you several times. I left my silver flakes tonight, but I still feared that meeting was in a dream."

"Miss, are you my dreamer?"

When he approached Yangzhou City, Bai Shaotang turned himself into a character in the story he knitted with himself. As his fingers turned his peach blossoms, his eyes seemed to accidentally fall on the woman who was standing by the roadside with a strange look and looking at him.

A woman covering her face with a veil.

In addition to the sword she wore, it looked a bit strange.

In my mind, Dugu Feng, a master who uses swords, has mentioned a lot in his mind. Dugu Feng, the little master of swords, has explained in detail. In line with the other party's current dress and where they are, as well as his vigilant gaze, Bai Shaotang guessed the other party's identity.

It was Fu Junma, a Goguryeo who failed and fled after being injured in assassination of Yang Guang.

This is also his enemy.

Because it is said that this assassin also targeted him.

Therefore, he will get his revenge.

“…”

Fu Junmao was very alert and stared at the strange man in front of her with a vigilant look. In Goguryeo, after coming to the Central Plains, she had never seen such a distinctive man that people would not want to withdraw their gaze at first sight and could not help but pity them.

She had fought with Yu Wenhua and heard of the affectionate young master Hou Xibai, and also met many young talents.

But I have never seen a man who tastes so good.

And she has a very understanding of Central Plains culture.

When Fu Junmao heard the whispering poem, he felt that for the first time in his life, he learned what talent is and what young talents are.

The poem is very charming.

But when facing Bai Shaotang's sudden inquiry, Fu Junmao took a rare step back. There was no change in expression on the face covered by the gauze. However, it was rare that he did not draw his sword and directly cut the frivolous tone in front of him.

Fu Junmao just took a small step back.

"ah!"

With a sigh, his tone was indescribable and his eyes were filled with disappointment, and he murmured: "So you are not her!"

Shake your head.

Bai Shaotang twisted the peach blossoms in his hand, and was light and frosty without any nostalgia, walking past Fu Junhuan and striding towards Yangzhou City.

“?!!”

Fu Junma, who was caught off guard by a sudden attack, only felt angry.

What made her even more angry was that she was not angry with the previous teasing words, but the later denial. What kind of woman made a man become like this, and the decadence visible to the naked eye.

She was curious.
To be continued...