Prince Ning put his hands behind his back and looked at the spotlessly clean atrium. He smiled and said, "Situ, don't you go to Jiangling for a visit?"

"Luo Hongchen's sword 'Piao Xue' was taken out by my brother as a reward. Aren't you angry, Situ?"

Prince Ning turned around and looked at the beautiful violinist with a smile.

The woman had already put the guqin into its case and carried it on Tingting's delicate back.

"Back then, 'The world of mortals danced the sword, Situ played the harp, and a song of longing for a close friend' made many literati and poets in the imperial capital marvel in admiration. Unfortunately, the world of mortals has passed away, and no one is dancing the sword for the sound of Situ's harp..."

King Ning said.

"No one is worthy." The woman responded.

He smiled lightly, but his words were extremely arrogant.

"Of course I will go to Jiangling Mansion. There is no one to take the sword from Hongchen, so I will take it. My lord... see you later."

The woman said.

Then, he bowed slightly towards Prince Ning and walked out of the atrium.

The smile on Prince Ning's face began to disappear gradually. Looking at the woman's back, he frowned but felt sad in his heart.

"Everyone is dead, do you still need to care so much?"

"If you are willing, I can give up the title of prince at any time and hide in the mountains with you..."

The woman paused and shook her head.

A breeze blew up, and the woman's figure seemed to blend into the wind, gradually disappearing.

Prince Ning's Mansion became quiet again.

A dead leaf fell from the tree, flying in the air, and lay quietly in the spotless atrium of the palace.

Prince Ning stared blankly at the fallen leaf, his face suddenly twisted, as if he had swallowed a fly and he was as disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly. He raised his hand and clenched it, and the fallen leaf was instantly crushed into flying ash by an invisible force.

The atrium was clean and spotless again.

…

Jiangling Mansion has been a fertile land in Daxia since ancient times, with many lakes and beautiful scenery.

There is a poem by the Sword Immortal who even wrote "A Thousand Miles to Jiangling in a Day", which made Jiangling Mansion even more famous. The Ten Scenes of Jiangling became famous because of this, attracting many literati and poets to come here to recite poems and write poems, which is infinitely romantic.

.

During this period, Jiangling Mansion became popular again, and the "Piaoxue" sword, one of the ten famous swords, was born. The prince ordered a sword appreciation meeting to be held in Jiangling Mansion to find the owner of the famous sword.

Since ancient times, famous swords have been paired with famous men, which has made many literati and poets excited and made many swordsmen jealous.

One of the most famous swords in the world, the Piaoxue Sword, cuts iron like mud. The master swordsmith Zhai Yuzi is drawing the sword energy from heaven and earth to forge the sword. When the famous sword comes out of the furnace, the sky and earth fall with snow, and the sword energy accompanying it in the sword furnace also melts.

It is made of flying snow, so the Snow Sword got its name.

When the news of the Sword Appreciation Convention spread, almost everyone in the world became agitated. They either rode horses or took boats down the river to Jiangling from all over the country, rushing to this rich and prosperous land.

On Luoshen Lake in Jiangling, there are many flower boats playing and singing every night, and celebrities and courtesan smile charmingly on the lakeside, making Luoshen Lake a romantic scene.

Jiangling Mansion, Mansion Office.

The young prefect in official robes and a black gauze official hat stood. Beside him, the commander in armor also showed a somewhat dignified look.

"Master Magistrate, Wei Qiansui's ship has arrived at Jiangling Mansion. The prince held a sword appreciation meeting on the bank of Luoshen Lake, attracting countless people from the world, sword cultivators, literati and poets, and many monks from aristocratic families wanted to intervene.

A wave.”

"After all, Luo Hongchen's sword is so attractive."

"Piaoxue, one of the top ten famous swords, was held by Luo Hongchen at that time. He used the third-level strength to display the Great Freedom Sword he had realized. He exploded with shocking power, defeated the first-level sword, and shocked the world... Everyone felt that there was something hidden in the Piaoxue Sword.

There is the "Great Sword of Freedom" that Luo Hongchen practiced back then."

"Because now countless swordsmen are pouring into Jiangling, seeking swords, and they all want to give it a try. What if they become the master of Piaoxue Sword?"

The commander was a little helpless. The influx of so many Jianghu people made the security of Jiangling Prefecture suddenly become a problem. You should know that there are constant vendettas between Jianghu and jealousy. I will kill you and you will kill me. It happens frequently.

The security situation in Fucheng suddenly became chaotic, which gave the commander a headache.

The young prefect had a resolute look on his face, "When Tianji Secret Realm was opened in Anping County, was it not more complicated than today's situation? Small Anping County can handle it, so how can I, Jiangling Prefecture, not be able to do it?"

"Increase troops and take care of public security. Anyone who dares to cause trouble in the city will be killed."

"Kill more people to serve as a warning, and those charlatans will not dare to do it."

The young prefect said.

The commander heard the words and bowed respectfully.

Although this prefect is young, the commander does not dare to underestimate him. After all, this prefect is the son of Zhang Shoufu of the current dynasty. A tiger father has no son. The achievements and abilities of prefect Zhang over the years are obvious to all.

Take charge.

The young prefect walked out of the mansion, feeling the cold wind blowing, with a resolute face and deep eyes.

"Sword Appreciation Conference...What on earth is Prince Xia Ji thinking?"

"Dad said that the current situation in the court is like a mess, and you can't see through it. Don't take sides easily..."

"Emperor Xia accepted Concubine Hu, the prince was too crazy, Prince Ning closed his heart, the Luo family was like a sick tiger, the Chu family showed its fangs..."

The young prefect murmured.

"Who will be the final winner?"

He looked in the direction of Anping County: "Sword Appreciation Conference, Luo Hong... dares to come?"

"The Crown Prince has announced that the sword appreciation conference will only be attended by monks of the second rank and below. The purpose of finding the owner of the famous sword is clearly for Luo Hong."

"If you come, you may not be able to leave."

The words fell and he pondered for a long time.

Afterwards, the young prefect smiled faintly.

"No matter what, just as dad taught me, when you are at a loss...it's better to stick to the rules."

…

Saibei.

Under the long oil lamp.

Luo Hou rolled up the letter paper with the ink still wet, stuffed it into the flying pigeon and let it fly.

After that, he sat back in his chair and was in a daze.

Luo Hongchen... was the eldest brother he admired most in his heart, the eldest brother with unparalleled magnificence. He could overpower the world's heroes with one sword and bring supreme glory to the Luo family, but it also caused the Luo family to encounter endless crises.

"Unknowingly, my eldest brother has been dead for fifteen years."

Luo Hou sighed, with a hint of fatigue on his honest face.

For fifteen years, he was forced to become a Luo Rentu.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. He took out the half-knitted sweater from under the bed and continued knitting.

However, he was in a daze.

Can your son be persuaded to live there?

Unable to persuade him, he grabbed the sword and ran away?

…

Anping County.

Luo Hong didn't sleep all day.

And that night, he received two letters, one from the Imperial Capital and one from Saibei.

One was written to him by King Zhenbei.

"Grandson, this matter has nothing to do with you. You don't need to bear the pressure caused by your uncle's incident. Don't go to this bullshit sword appreciation convention. People have been dead for more than ten years. What's the reward for a broken sword?

Yes, learn your skills from Master, grandpa is optimistic about you."

A letter from King Zhenbei, asking him not to go to the Sword Appreciation Conference.

Opening the second letter, it was from my father, Luo Hou, from Saibei.

This is also the first time my father has written a letter.

The content is very concise, just four words.

"Son, don't go."

Luo Hong looked at these two letters and couldn't help but laugh.

going or not?

Luo Hong received the letter, took out the human skin booklet, and patted it.

Perhaps, the scope of collecting sins needs to be expanded.
To be continued...