On the night before the Xiangyang Sacrifice, many people in Xiangyang were so excited that they could not sleep.
After all, they didn't have to think about anything or do anything during this festival. It was a rare holiday.
There were also people who were preparing for tomorrow's event, so they didn't have time to sleep.
The mansion was brightly lit, regardless of whether it was a grand event or not.
A person slowly came to the entrance of the Prince's mansion and revealed his waist token.
Not long after, he was invited into the manor by King Qingyang.
In the study, the King of Qingyang and that person sat opposite each other.
"May I know why Your Highness has come to my place so late at night?”
King Qingyang asked the young man in front of him.
The young man looked very ordinary. He was the kind that would not be recognized even if he was thrown into a crowd.
However, he did not dare to underestimate this young man.
Besides the Emperor, he was the only one in the world who could wear the token on his waist.
This person was naturally the Emperor's favorite illegitimate son.
It was Zhao Wei, the man who had used the Red General to kill Chen Beixuan.
The King of Qingyang knew that the ownership of the throne was full of uncertainty.
When he was fighting for the throne, he was clearly just one step away from the throne, but in the end, he still failed.
He was only an emperor now.
Although this illegitimate child was doted on, no one could say for sure whether he would be able to make it to the final step.
Therefore, he didn't show too much enthusiasm, but he wasn't too cold either.
"I came here to tell King Qingyang something.”Zhao Wei smiled.
"Oh, for Your Highness to come here late at night, it must be something very important.”
" Of course." Zhao Wei nodded.
"The Northern Region Lord, Chen Kui, went to the capital to meet the emperor and asked for an imperial edict for his son.”
When King Qingyang heard this, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his face was filled with shock.
"Is he really coming?"
"It's absolutely true. Moreover, among the many princes, this is the only one.”
Zhao Ji's expression instantly darkened.
This seemed to be telling him that in another 20 years, or even less, the Li Dynasty would only have the Northern Region Lord and no other vassal kings.
"Since it's already confirmed, isn't it too late for Your Highness to come and find me now?”King Qingyang sighed.
Han Xiang had told him that he had to kill Chen Beixuan, but he hadn't made up his mind.
Although Zhao Feng had apologized to Chen Beixuan, he had not made up his mind.
He knew that Han Xiang had proposed to kill Chen Beixuan because she had been humiliated by him.
However, he was the King of Qingyang. How could a mere hanger-on influence his thoughts?
Therefore, he said that he would wait.
Han Xiang was also waiting for the east wind to come. Now, Zhao Wei seemed to have brought the east wind with him.
"Wangye, that imperial edict hasn't been issued yet.”Zhao Wei smiled.
"However, if Your Highness is willing to contribute, this one and only hereditary inheritance might fall to Xiangyang.”
Prince Qingyang looked at Zhao Wei deeply.
"Your Highness, don't keep me in suspense. Just tell me, if I contribute, can the imperial edict be passed down to Xiangyang?”
"Yes, I can." Zhao Wei said heavily.
It was clearly not his business, but since he had agreed so firmly, he must be confident.
"The one in the palace agreed?"
" Yes." Zhao Wei nodded.
"Even if I don't agree, I will definitely give it to you!”
King Qingyang thought for a moment and finally gritted his teeth.
"Alright, what does Your Highness need me to do?”
"Heh, Prince Qingyang already knows the answer. Do you still need me to teach you this kind of thing?
However, there are some small matters that require your highness 'help.”
Zhao Wei chuckled.
After a short discussion, Zhao Wei left the Imperial Residence.
King Qingyang sent someone to call Han Xiang over.
Han Xiang knew that his highness must have made up his mind.
Tomorrow was the Xiangyang Sacrifice. He did not sleep at night and waited for the summon of King Xiangyang Yang.
"Are you confident about tomorrow?" King Qingyang asked.
"Seventy percent!" Han Xiang smiled.
"Only seventy percent?"
"I've investigated Chen Beixuan's behavior on the way here. He was indeed pretending to be crazy.
His strength had already reached Rank One, and he had defeated the Sword Crown of the Hidden Sword Manor, Ye Bailiang, with one sword strike on the Guangling River.”
"Also, I don't know the strength of the old thing carrying the sword case beside him. I roughly estimate that it's at least 70%.”
Han Xiang spoke with assurance, as if she had already prepared her speech.
King Qingyang nodded slowly.
"Alright, I'll leave this matter to you.”
Han Xiang nodded and turned to leave.
In order to inherit the title, the King of Qingyang finally made up his mind.
On the day of the Xiangyang Sacrifice, Xiangyang City was bustling with activity.
Even the Xiangyang people who had gone out rushed back on this day.
It was not only to commemorate and remember the Xiangyang people who had died at that time, but also to celebrate their survival.
Everyone's face was filled with smiles.
They got up early and went to the graves to burn joss paper to pay homage to their ancestors. Then, they rushed out of the city.
Because on the day of the Xiangyang Sacrifice, the Prince's Residence would organize a grand ceremony, and the Princess Consort would represent the Prince of Qingyang.
As the number one beauty of Xiangyang and the seventh most beautiful woman in the martial world, countless people wanted to see her face.
And today was the best opportunity.
Countless vendors in the city also got up early and went out of the city.
All kinds of snacks, delicacies, and games were placed outside the city. It was like a grand ceremony, and it was extremely lively.
Outside the city, near the entrance of the Qingyang Lake, there was a large reed marsh.
At this time of the year, the reeds were blooming, and the scenery was excellent.
Looking at it with the naked eye, there were countless white feathers floating on the reeds, like heavy snow, and the flowers were faintly discernible among the feathers.
If a gust of wind blew over, the scenery would be like a fairyland.
Coincidentally, the annual Xiangyang Sacrifice was the best time to admire reeds.
"Let's go outside and take a look.”
Chen Beixuan left the relay station with a smile on his face.
Lian Yang nodded at the prince and led 800 black-armored cavalry out of the city.
They had to ensure the prince's safety today.
The eight hundred cavalry were like a stream of water, quickly dispersing after leaving the city, scattering into various corners. The entire Xiangyang Festival was under control.
They would be the first to notice the slightest movement.
They had no choice but to be cautious. After all, there were too many people today. Their number of 800 was still too little.
There were tens of thousands of people who came to participate in the memorial ceremony. Just the number of people walking back and forth was no less than thousands.
With so many people, any one of them could be an assassin.
Eight hundred of them was still too little.
Chen Beixuan led Old Wang and Qin Ziyan out of the city, followed by Che Ru and Chai Li.
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