The eldest prince of Yin Shang

"what?"

"impossible!"

"Jizhou Hou Suhu is a reckless man, how could he guess Jiao'er's identity?"

After hearing that Yin Jiao's identity had been exposed, Di Xin turned his head incredulously, looked at Fei Zhong and You Hun, his eyes burst into a gleam, and looked directly at Fei Zhong and You Hun, which made Fei Zhong and You Hun suddenly moved. It's like being pressed against a boulder.

At this moment, Fei Zhong and You Hun really realized the status of the Yin Shang prince who was far away in Jizhou in their king's heart. Fei Zhong and You Hun were stared at by Di Xin, and they didn't even make eye contact. Dare, You Hun is in charge of monitoring the north, so You Hun said.

"My lord, in fact, according to the secret report of the Jizhou Houfu, the reason why Jizhou Hou Suhu was able to guess the identity of His Highness is related to a second-generation disciple of Chanjiao named Shen Gongbao, but the details are still unknown."

Hearing that this matter was related to the second generation disciples of Chanjiao, the light in Di Xin's eyes flickered, and he slowly restrained his momentum, no longer oppressing Fei Zhong and You Hun.

"Shen Gongbao?"

"Is there any information about Shen Gongbao?"

Both Fei Zhong and You Qing shook their heads. After all, Shen Gongbao is the second-generation disciple of Chanjiao. He usually practiced in Kunlun. However, it is impossible to detect this kind of immortal.

"What is the relationship between Shen Gongbao and Hou Suhu of Jizhou? This must be investigated!"

"Yuan Futong, who is supported by the monster race in the north, is already troublesome enough. If the Marquis of Jizhou has any connection with Chanjiao, it will not be a good thing. From tomorrow onwards, always pay attention to the movements of Jizhou."

"As for Jiao'er, we must prevent Xiao Xiao from plotting against Jiao'er. If there is an emergency, you can ask the person in charge of the northern spy agency to hold this token to see Jiao'er. He will naturally know your identities!"

As Di Xin said, he touched his waist, and threw the simple-looking token that he carried with him to Youhun, and then sat on the throne, tapped the armrest of the seat rhythmically, and fell into deep thought status.

Just when Di Xin's eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking about something, Nayou opened his mouth and wanted to say something several times, but for some reason, he didn't say it several times in a row.

"If you have anything to say, tell me quickly!"

Although Di Xin's eyes were wandering, he seemed to be observing Fei Zhong and You Hun all the time. While thinking, he knew You Hun's hesitant expression very well.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Di Xin's sudden opening made You Hun's body tremble involuntarily, and then You Hun didn't dare to neglect the slightest, bowed towards Di Xin and said.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness and the daughter of Jizhou Hou Suhu are already in love with each other. Although this matter is a trivial matter, I am afraid that the Marquis of Jizhou will plot against His Highness. However, this is His Highness's private matter, so I don't know what to do. Speak inappropriately!"

After You Hun finished speaking, his face was full of apprehension, and he bowed even lower, while Fei Zhong, who was at the side, saw You Hun like this, and bowed deeply like You Hun.

"Oh?"

"Jiao'er actually understands the relationship between men and women? Haha~~"

Di Xin didn't seem to hear You Hun's worry, but was a little happy that his son was beginning to yearn for love between men and women, and the laughter also came from the heart.

But when Di Xin saw the worried expressions on Fei Zhong and You Hun's faces, Di Xin waved his hands and spoke to them.

"You don't have to worry, Jizhou Hou Suhu is a reckless man, and he can't give birth to such thoughts, and if Jiao'er really married the daughter of Jizhou Hou Suhu, it's not a bad idea, the daughter of Jizhou Hou Suhu's daughter The identity is barely worthy of being a crown princess."

"Back off, and pay close attention to all movements against Jiaoer, especially those from Chaoge. Now that Jiaoer is in northern Xinjiang, this is the best opportunity to deal with Jiaoer. They will not let go of this opportunity."

……

Jizhou City Station

This was the third day that Shen Gongbao and Yin Jiao, the eldest prince, came to the inn. Shen Gongbao slowly opened his eyes while sitting in meditation, and with his spiritual sense, he noticed two figures studying martial arts in the courtyard.

Shen Gongbao pushed open the door, walked out of the room slowly, and came to the small courtyard. Shen Gongbao squinted his eyes and watched the situation in the field.

I saw the two of them, one of them was holding a Fangtian painted halberd, and the Fangtian painted halberd could be heard only by the sound of its dancing, it was a real heavy weapon for fighting on the battlefield.

That Fangtian painted halberd danced, sometimes like a giant ax cutting and sweeping vertically, bringing up bursts of hurricanes, sometimes hooking, wiping, hanging, and licking, like a strange python turning over, the cold light produced by the dancing twigs, like the snake teeth of a poisonous snake side.

The other person is holding a long wooden stick. The head of the stick is wrapped with thick linen. There are many white powders on the head of the linen. The person holding the stick is not as gorgeous as the one holding the halberd.

The long stick in his hand is like a long spear, mainly stabbing and picking, but the person holding the stick will attack the weak point of the person holding the halberd without taking the stab, and often it can be disintegrated after a few afterimages The complicated moves of the person holding the halberd.

The momentum of the two is like a bursting flame, as if they are constantly venting their own energy, and the attack in their hands is like the waves of the sea, one wave after another.

And the momentum of the other person seemed to be like a mountain, responding to all changes without change. Facing the attack like waves, I stood still, with a long stick wrapped in linen in my hand, which was already at the vital point around the person holding the halberd. Add a dozen or so white dots.

In the arena, the person holding the halberd was Su Quanzhong, the son of the Marquis of Jizhou, and the person holding the stick was Yin Jiao. Discussion requirements.

And when Yin Jiao had nothing to do and was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, Su Quanzhong felt itchy and went forward to ask Yin Jiao for advice. Yin Jiao would be lazy if he hadn't met that beautiful figure before. Just ignore Su Quanzhong.

Because of the beautiful shadow, Yin Jiao still patiently went to compete with Su Quanzhong, but after getting Yin Jiao's advice, Su Quanzhong started to take the lead, as long as Yin Jiao practiced martial arts, he would hurry up.

Yin Jiao also loves houses and blacks, so naturally he can't refute Su Quanzhong's face, and Yin Jiao gradually has a good impression of Su Quanzhong. Although Su Quanzhong is born with supernatural powers, he does not have a famous teacher to guide his martial arts.

He is not as lucky as Yin Jiao, he has Huang Feihu's guidance by his side, but Yin Jiao also has the heart to cultivate Su Quanzhong, so from the beginning, he just cracked Su Quanzhong's tricks, and now he uses a long stick wrapped in a rag as a gun to feed Su Quanzhong. trick.

Shen Gongbao stood in the courtyard for a full quarter of an hour before Su Quanzhong and Yin Jiao gradually withdrew their weapons, and Shen Gongbao could clearly see the difference between Yin Jiao and Su Quanzhong.

At this time, Su Quanzhong's head and body were steaming with mist, and his brocade clothes were soaked in profuse sweat, and his hand holding Fang Tian's painting halberd trembled uncontrollably.

But Yin Jiao was as usual, there was no sweat on his body, and there were even few creases on his clean training clothes.

Shen Gongbao narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people who stopped their hands. He couldn't help applauding and said with a smile.

"Your Highness and Young Master are really good at fighting. This match made Pindao, an outsider like me, excited. The Young Master is really brave, and Your Highness is as stable as Mount Tai. Among the warriors I have seen, the two are among the best. exists."

For the two in front of him, Shen Gongbao was full of praise. After Shen Gongbao learned that the three religions had signed the list of gods, his mood could no longer be settled, and he began to walk in the world since then.

"Shangxian is really flattering me. I can't compare my little tricks with His Highness. After a few days of His Highness's guidance, I already feel that I have improved a lot. In a few days, it will be the time when the food and grass will be shipped. I really want to be with His Highness for a long time. Please, Your Highness." Give me pointers."

Hearing Shen Gongbao's words, Su Quanzhong shook his head and sighed. At that time, the day when Wen Zhong sent Yin Jiao's food and grass escort was approaching. This military order was like a mountain. After it expired, Yin Jiao must go on the road.

As the sole heir of Marquis of Jizhou, with his father, Marquis of Jizhou Suhu's temper, it is impossible for him to go to Beihai with Yin Jiao's army. Therefore, there are not many days when he can get advice from Yin Jiao. Most regrettable.