Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

Murong Yunian looked at the person opposite him steadily, and then asked the question that had been lingering in his mind these days, "Zixing, how long has it been since we last met? One year, two years?"

"I heard that you locked yourself up at home to practice martial arts, and invited General Jin to give you guidance. If I remember correctly, Jin Awu is from the other side of the border, right?"

"Zixing practices martial arts diligently. Is it possible?" He approached Ling Liang and showed a light smile. "I also want to imitate General Jin and rush to the battlefield...to make achievements?"

Ling Liang leaned back and distanced himself, "Your Highness is smarter than any of us. Yes, Zixing has this intention."

He will leave for the frontier in two days. Everyone will know by then, and there is no need to hide the prince.

Murong Yunian got the expected answer, but he was not happy.

The spy reported to him the movements of the person he had regarded as a thorn in his side since childhood. Without thinking too much, he quickly guessed Cui Zixing's thoughts.

Murong Yunian felt a little troubled.

He had made plans to deal with the Cui family early, and he had designed many ways for Cui Zixing to die.

Although the process may be a bit long, those are not important, what is important is the results.

result?

The result was that his plan was recklessly interrupted, and Cui Zixing was about to leave the capital for a place he couldn't yet fully control!

Cui Zixing will probably die there.

How does this work?

If Cui Zixing were to die, he could only die in his hands.

Murong Yunian looked at his opponent with pity, who was destined not to live long, and felt a deep headache when he thought of his rebellious decision.

He wanted his father to detain the person in the capital, but in the end he didn't tell his father about it.

From the father's point of view, it doesn't matter who Cui's people are killed by, as long as the person is dead.

Cui Zixing stayed away from many protection circles and voluntarily went to dangerous situations. His father was afraid that it would be too late to be happy. According to his behavior, at most he would send some people there to hasten his death.

The only person in the world who really cares about Cui Zixing is himself.

Persuading Ling Liang to stay in the capital was the main purpose of Murong Yunian's reception.

Of course, it would be an unexpected gain if one could insert the spy into the Cui Mansion.

Ling Liang rejected Murong Yunian's "kindness". Obviously, the arrangement of the eyeliner had been ruined, and Murong Yunian was very regretful.

Fortunately, he didn't have high expectations for this matter, so he could still maintain his superficial demeanor and continue talking to Ling Liang.

Murong Yunian tried hard to persuade Ling Liang to change his mind.

"Zixing, you know that the border of Da'an is not peaceful. You may get injured if you go there, and you may also... The prosperity in the capital is not much more interesting than the cold armor? Isn't it good to stay in the capital?"

As soon as the prince said this, Ling Liang understood why he wanted to meet him. It turned out to be to persuade him not to go to the border.

Also, in the last life, the original owner left immediately, and the prince had no time to react. In this life, he had already prepared, and the news naturally reached the ears of interested people. Look, didn't the prince just stop him?

Ling Liang quietly watched Murong Yunian pretending to act.

The prince may have forgotten that thanks to him, the original owner would not have a good life if he stayed in the capital, and he would have to battle wits and courage with the assassins sent by him every year.

If the original owner did not go to the frontier in the previous life, but stayed with his parents, and suffered frequent assassinations, the original owner might not live to be twenty at all.

Therefore, it is not the prince's turn to worry.

When Murong Yunian saw that Ling Liang did not express his position, he carried the elders of the Cui family out and said, "Zixing, your Cui family has a large number of officials, and your ministers are all over the government and the public. You suddenly abandoned literature and embraced martial arts. Have you ever thought about Cui?" How do the Bachelor and Madam Cui feel?"

Speaking of this, Ling Liang had something to say, "The prince is too worried. Zixing has great ambitions, and his parents are proud of him."

"My father found a good horse as a gift, and my mother found a good teacher for me. With good intentions, I will live up to my parents' high expectations."

Murong Yunian froze. He didn't expect that a stubborn person like Cui Xueshi could be enlightened one day. It was enough not to stop him, but he even rushed to encourage and support him?

His son is going to die, why don't you stop him?

"That……"

Murong Yunian racked his brains to think of any other reasons to persuade Ling Liang to stay. Ling Liang spoke before him, "Your Highness, it's getting late. There are people waiting outside the teahouse. Shu Zixing goes first."

"...Okay." Murong Yunian's face turned ugly for a moment, then quickly changed to a calm expression.

His advice had no effect at all. Cui Zixing was stubborn and had to leave.

That’s it!At worst, he should follow the example of his father and send someone over to do something evil.

It's a pity that I couldn't witness his death with my own eyes. What a pity.

Murong Yunian saw Ling Liang down from the teahouse and said goodbye to him. He and his advisers were brothers, and they often made intimate gestures. It became a habit, and he unconsciously applied these gestures to Ling Liang.

The hand that was raised to pat Ling Liang's shoulder froze in mid-air for two seconds, then he took it back as if nothing had happened.

It's not that Murong Yunian doesn't want to finish the job, but that he has too much ambition and lack of energy.

Ling Liang glanced at the prince's hand hanging down, smiled, crossed the threshold and went out.

999 suppressed his laughter while suppressing his internal injuries, "Host, the prince can't even touch your shoulders, haha, this system is laughing so hard..."

999 is an exaggeration. The prince is at least... close to 1.8 meters. It won't be enough to reach his shoulders, but if he insists on reaching it, his posture will be a bit strange.

After all, the original owner is 1.9 meters tall.

Ling Liang had never experienced a scenery over 1.9 meters tall. The original owner was nine centimeters taller than him. With these nine centimeters more, the world would be different.

The specific manifestation is that everyone is looking down.

At first Ling Liang thought it was quite novel, but later he realized the original owner's troubles.

When others are standing close to each other and talking, you cannot see their facial expressions, and the speaker's voice is lowered, making it sound like the buzzing of a mosquito. You should also speak in a higher tone, otherwise others cannot hear you clearly.

There are also many miscellaneous worries.

However, things are good and bad, and being tall also has its advantages.

For example, it is easier to play with a spear.

Cui Zijian saw his cousin coming out and rushed over, "Why is the prince looking for you? He didn't do anything to you, right?"

999: "..." Well, why does this sound weird? Can the little boy talk?

"No, the prince just invited me over to catch up on old times. Let's go back." This matter had nothing to do with Cui Zijian, and Ling Liang didn't want to say more.

"I, I'm not caring about you," Cui Zijian awkwardly tried to clarify himself, "I'm just curious, and curiosity is human nature!"

Jinxi: "Huh?"

Cui Zijian glared at him, while Jin Xi looked down at the bluestone on the road.

Cui Zijian snorted unhappily and challenged his cousin: "Uncle should arrange an official position for you soon. Don't be complacent. I will also enter the officialdom in two years. I will definitely be better than you in the future!"

Ling Liang echoed him, "Okay, he must be better than me. It's already very late, I'll take you back."

Cui Zijian stared blankly at Ling Liang. This was the first time he had received recognition from his cousin. His cousin had ignored him before, but he had been the only one who pursued his footsteps relentlessly.

Moreover, did he hear it correctly? His cousin wanted to send him home?

This opportunity must not be missed, it will never come again. Cui Zijian nodded his head reservedly, "Okay, since you want to send me back so much."

On the way back, Cui Zijian rarely tightened his mouth.

Speechless all the way.

It wasn't until the original owner's cousin walked in and the two doors were tightly closed from the inside that Ling Liang, Mo Qi and the others rushed back.