At midnight, the snow in the Cuiyun Mountain area became heavier and heavier. The snow fell strangely. The sky was clearly clear last night, and Si Tianjian's wall book said that it had been sunny recently, but now it suddenly started to snow heavily.
Many people think that the snow may be related to the holy dragon punishment that His Highness Ninth Prince shot into the sky last night.
The first snowfall is a sign of auspiciousness, and it may be that the sky is descending to celebrate the Jin Kingdom’s new seventh-grade holy art.
Of course, many people thought that this was a warning. Who made King Yu try to plagiarize the holy name of the ancestor and take the holy art under his own name, which caused the wrath of heaven.
While walking on the road, the strong wind swept the snow, making it difficult to open one's eyes, and the entire Bixiao Palace was covered in white.
The heavy snow did not make people calm down. In the Bixiao Palace, all the courtyards were busy. The snow came in a hurry. If you don't get out of the mountain as soon as possible, the heavy snow will soon seal the mountain. At that time, I am afraid that the mountain will not be out for ten days and a half. not going.
Many people are talking about this strange snow, but in a few words, the most frequently mentioned thing is still the miraculous performance of the Ninth Prince last night.
Last night, many soldiers and slaves were not able to see the Ninth Prince performing magic and writing secret scriptures with their own eyes. They only saw the spiritual magic that was like a real dragon rushing into the sky.
The cause passes through the result, and the coincidence reaches the climax of suspense.
Drama includes nothing more than this.
The grand event last night was sung by those who had witnessed it, how the Ninth Prince angrily accused King Yu of plagiarism, how he astonished everyone with his skills when no one was optimistic about him, how he recited the secret scripture of the sacred art word for word, and finally drove him crazy. King Yu, protect the holy name of the First Emperor.
The whole expression coincides with these twelve characters, making those who have never seen it with their own eyes wonder whether the narrator is making up a story and intending to tell a story and sing an opera.
It's just that too many people witnessed it and it was passed down by word of mouth, making this story, which is more dramatic than a drama, impossible to doubt.
However, among women's boudoirs, another version is more popular.
The Ninth Prince actually didn't care about King Yu's plagiarism and had no intention of going against King Yu. However, King Yu fell in love with the Ninth Prince's beautiful girl who had never been married to him. This made the Ninth Prince become furious and stopped hiding his clumsiness. The power will destroy King Yu.
No matter which one, the story has already gone a bit bizarre, but the impact is mostly the same. The Ninth Prince's reputation will become more and more famous, and it will become more and more difficult to wash away King Yu's reputation as an obscene thief.
From now on, the story of the Jin Dynasty will surely be indispensable without this story about the mentally ill Ninth Prince playing an arrogant way to praise the king...
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"Your Highness, it's time to get up."
At three o'clock in the morning, Xiao Huazi's anxious call came from the Ninth Prince's bedroom.
"Your Highness——"
"master?"
…
"Huh? What time is it?"
After a long time, a lazy and deep voice finally came from the bed.
"Your Highness, it's almost time."
"What time? Oh...it's only nine o'clock. It's still early. I'll sleep a little longer..." Jiang Yunzhou turned over and made a sleepy sound again.
"Ouch!"
When Xiao Huazi heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Your Highness, please sleep in the carriage again. When I return to Beijing today, it's snowing heavily outside. If I leave late, I'm afraid the snow will close the mountains and it will be difficult to leave."
"Huh? Is it snowing heavily?"
Jiang Yunzhou suddenly became energetic when he heard the heavy snowfall that could seal the mountains.
In his previous life, he had seen several heavy snowfalls when he was a child. He couldn't remember when it started. That kind of white land was hard to see anymore. Every time it snowed, it was always mixed with rain, making it muddy, wet and cold, scattering the hum of the cars. The noise and exhaust fumes are annoying.
"yes!"
Xiao Huazi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that His Highness finally woke up.
Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw His Highness jump off the bed like a monkey and run straight to the palace door.
"Oh, shoes... Your Highness, shoes! Be careful of catching a cold..."
Xiao Huazi hurriedly chased after him with his boots, and after half the chase, he turned back and took off the mink fur cloak from the bamboo-carved clothes hanger, and followed him out in a hurry.
As soon as the palace door opened, flying snowflakes poured in.
"Good morning, Your Highness..."
Chu Yan and Ji Bai outside the door saw their Highness coming out and saluting in the middle of the ceremony. They were surprised to see Jiang Yunzhou rushing into the yard with bare feet and only his underwear, laughing like a fool.
"Could it be that Your Highness...has a brain disease again?"
Chu Yan and Ji Bai looked at each other, and when they saw Xiao Huazi rushing out in a hurry and almost slipping, they quickly followed him.
Snowflakes were flying, and the courtyard was covered with thick snow. Jiang Yunzhou stood in the courtyard, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, feeling inexplicably excited.
He strode forward and pushed open the courtyard door.
The outside of the courtyard is completely white, and the palace walls, roofs, and trees and bushes along the flower path are all covered with snow.
"There are no muddy roads weighed down by cars, no exhaust fumes in the air, and no high-rise buildings. It's so good..."
Jiang Yunzhou suddenly felt the unique charm of this era.
"Your Highness, what is so good?"
Xiao Huazi rushed to Jiang Yunzhou's side, put the cloak on Jiang Yunzhou, and asked curiously.
"The country of Da Jin is so good! Haha!" Jiang Yunzhou laughed, feeling very happy.
"Uh...that's natural. Your Highness, please put on your shoes first, be careful of catching a cold."
Xiao Huazi bent down and placed a pair of deerskin boots in front of Jiang Yunzhou, then raised his hand to put on Jiang Yunzhou's shoes.
"Go back to the house, the soles of your feet are wet."
A gust of cold wind blew, and Jiang Yunzhou, whose excitement had subsided, shivered instantly, retracted his legs, turned around and walked into the dormitory.
After a few hurried steps, his steps suddenly stopped. Just because he glanced casually, the golden book slowly appeared, and a complex pattern was quickly drawn on the blank golden page.
"What is this?"
Jiang Yunzhou walked to the flower bed and stared at a white stone with a faint glow inside.
"Your Highness, this is an ice stone that can absorb the surrounding ice spiritual seeds."
Ji Bai behind him explained aloud, stepped forward and continued: "This piece is relatively ordinary, just for viewing. Whenever the weather gets cold, snowflakes will appear around it like snowfall. The ones with better quality are also It will be used by the kitchen to preserve ingredients, and it has similar effects to the spiritual crystals used by spiritual masters to assist in spiritual practice."
"Oh? It has such a miraculous effect."
Jiang Yunzhou touched his chin and looked carefully at the stone that could stimulate the ability to engrave golden books, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Just a moment later.
Jiang Yunzhou raised his eyebrows: "Chu Yan, split it!"
"Here!"
Chu Yan heard the words and agreed. He saw his long sword swinging horizontally and slashing towards the ice stone with a trace of energy. In an instant, the ice chips flew everywhere and the ice stone was split into two halves.
Jiang Yunzhou stepped forward and picked up one of the faintly glowing fragments, and held it in front of several people: "Can you see it glowing?"
Xiao Huazi and the two guards stared at it for a long time, and finally shook their heads.
"You really can't see it..."
Jiang Yunzhou murmured to himself, holding the ice stone and slowly walking towards the house.
