Fast time travel is more than auspicious

Chapter 132 18 Marquis Wen
Xu Lianghe stood up right then.

Lin Xuan and the others also felt a little overwhelmed.

Is it really Yu Lianxin?
Is Yu Lianxin dead?

"Second Junior Brother..." Yuan Zhou didn't know how to comfort him at this moment.

After all, I have never experienced the suffering of others, and what I say is nothing but empty words.

"Starting today, everyone should be vegetarian." Lin Biyu said.

No matter what Yu Lianxin said, she was also Xu Lianghe's mother. Even though Xu Lianghe was raised by Lin Biyu since he was a child, he dared not forget his kindness, and he should guard her for a while.

Xu Lianghe had tears in his eyes at that time, "Master..." Thank you, Mrs., thank you for being so generous.

After returning to the inn, the news came back.

Marquis Wen is in Wangcheng now!

This is something that no one thought of. What did Marquis Wen go to Wangcheng for? Looking at it now, the whole thing is really strange.

Yu Lianxin died. At first they thought they could get some news from Yu Lianxin, but they found nothing.

Marquis Wen used an excuse to come out to see Yu Lianxin all these years, but where did he go and what did he do?
Now the only way to find out is to find Marquis Wen.

Go to Wangcheng!
This is Lin Biyu's determination.

For so many years, Marquis Wen refused to tell Lin Biyu even if she misunderstood what he had with Yu Lianxin. Lin Biyu felt that he had to figure it out, otherwise he would not be able to live this day.

Without even the most basic trust, Lin Biyu must not be able to get over this hurdle.

Hurrying quickly, after three days of driving, several people arrived at Wangcheng.

"Why is it so lively today?" Wen Wan asked.

"Maybe it's because Wangcheng is different from other places." Yuan Zhou said while holding her hand.

A few people walked between a group of tall tents, watching the people coming and going, really uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the few people changed their clothes before, and after going through the baptism of the desert, their faces were also black and red. Generally speaking, they are not much different from the people here.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look."

"This is the beginning?"

"That's right, it started at this time yesterday."

"Then hurry up, you can't delay any longer."

……

"What are they talking about?" Several people asked suspiciously.

Yuan Zhou grabbed a passerby by the collar and asked, "What's the matter?"

The man was a little impatient at first being held back, but looking at the tall Yuanzhou, he was timid again, "Isn't this the start of the princess princess's martial arts contest to recruit relatives? They are all watching the fun, maybe there are people who are thinking about whether they can have it." This opportunity is a beautiful one.”

After speaking, he shook off Yuan Zhou's hand and ran over there.

Several people looked at each other, princess princess?

It must be Princess Linghua.

"Let's go and have a look too." There were so many people over there, maybe we could see Marquis Wen.

To be honest, Princess Linghua is really popular.

Not only is it popular with the people, but it must also be a valued master among the royal family.

The stand was built very high, and a man sat on the seat next to the main seat, and everyone who passed by went to say hello to him first.

Lin Xuan couldn't hear well, so Xu Lianghe at the side said softly to her, "Little sister, that person is the eldest prince of the Tatars. When someone passed by just now, he called out."

Lin Xuan immediately understood that the eldest prince was planning to win over Princess Linghua.

When I was a princess back then, I had experienced this kind of situation too much, and I knew the truth without even thinking about it.

After a while, a woman came out, walked over to the side of the eldest prince, the two exchanged a few words, and then sat in the upper seat.

The people below waited until the rightful lord came out, and then came out to preside over the ring.

There was a roar from below.

But in the eyes of Lin Xuan and the others, it was almost too late.

These people looked like they were fighting lively, but in fact they were full of flaws, but they were all rough fists.

Lin Xuan and others didn't pay much attention to the arena. They planned to come here to look for someone.

At this time, Marquis Wen was sitting in a tall tent with a veil covering his face.

There was also an elegant middle-aged man sitting opposite.

"Master Imperial Master, please!" Wen Hou stretched out his hand to the person opposite. There was a cup of tea in front of the person's eyes.

Master Guoshi picked up the teacup, but he didn't drink it down. He only glanced at Wen Hou lightly, "What do you mean? The cooperation between us these few years is pretty pleasant."

Wen Hou smiled, "Yes, there is no conflict between us, but now Lao Wang is old..."

The national teacher was stunned, put down the tea bowl in his hand and said, "Well, you Wen Hou, this is planning to interfere with the change of the throne, you have to know, even I can't intervene."

Wen Hou was happy, "Then how can you directly intervene in the succession of the throne." It is difficult, indeed difficult, to directly say which one will be in power.

But if you say, which one can't be guaranteed, it's easy, and it's easier to destroy than to build.

"Master National Teacher, do you think it makes sense?"

The national teacher also laughed, "Let's just say that you, Marquis Wen, are not such an unreasonable person, that's all, you can tell."

"I heard that the third prince was disrespectful to you..." A wise person would naturally stop there.

The national teacher sighed in his heart, this Marquis Wen is sometimes really hard to see clearly.

It's really a pity that such a person didn't mix in the court, but actually wandered in the rivers and lakes.

I'm afraid those old oily people in the court are at this level.

The third prince is the one who thinks the most among the king's sons.

It wasn't disrespectful to me back then, but I was just new here, and others had to try it out.

But now that Marquis Wen said that, it would be disrespectful.

He also understood Marquis Wen's thoughts. If the successor of the Tatar tribe was too smart, it would definitely not be good news for the Central Plains.

Therefore, it is wise for the smartest person to be the first to be eliminated.

"Master National Teacher, you are also from the Central Plains. I believe no one will forget your contribution to the Central Plains." Marquis Wen said again.

This sentence also became the last straw in the balance.

"make a deal!"

Even though he is now in the Tatar tribe, his heart is still towards the Central Plains.

It is good news for him to have Wen Hou's words now.

"Then I'll go first." Even if it is open to do this matter today, it is not a waste of time to accomplish today's matter in the past few years.

Walking on the road, Marquis Wen was still in a good mood.

Looking at the bustle in front of her, she muttered, "This Princess Linghua is also a decisive person." If she wasn't decisive, her father would use her to get married.

In fact, these have nothing to do with me, but it is still possible to watch the excitement in the past.

"Master, we've searched around, but we didn't see Master." Yuan Zhou said.

Wen Wan quietly twisted behind him, "You're the one who talks too much!"

　To be honest, I am really happy that someone will read and approve of what I have written.

　　From the pit I entered in April 19, the first book was written about the campus type, not for other reasons, because the campus is simple and easy to write (ōō)
　　The second book, Qingchuan, was written because of the ordinary life of Qingchuan, as well as the daily life of Qingchuan, and the influence of the Yongzheng Dynasty.

　　The third book was originally about Journey to the West, but Journey to the West turned out to be very difficult to write. It would be easy if there were no new ideas, but it would be difficult to write something different.

　　For Journey to the West, there is always an obsession, especially for that rebellious great sage, and I always feel a little pity to join Buddhism.

　　But if you ask me to write, I can’t really write well for the time being based on my ability.

　　Later, I opened this quick time travel.

　　I hope you can continue to support me, and I will try my best to write more works for you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)