usatvline Chapter 342 The Sword of the Zhao Family
Chapter 342 The Sword of the Zhao Family
Upon hearing this, Zhao Baokun and the person he was fighting with all stopped, turned around and bowed to Xiao Heyu to greet him.
Xiao Heyu smiled and said, "No need to be polite, just continue."
Shen Shuyi and her group stood a little further away. Her eyes fell on the opposite side of Zhao Baokun. The young man was tall and thin, with raised eyebrows, a hooked nose, and a blue ribbon tied on his forehead. There was some fierceness and undisguised ambition in his eyes, but his gaze was not firm enough.
"Who is that man?" Shen Shuyi asked softly. He had no impression of the young man.
Yao Huiyan looked up and whispered, "It's Zhang Miao, the son of the Minister of Works, Zhang Tingwei."
Because her uncle was the prince's teacher, she had close contacts with several princes. She followed her aunt around, and many people took the initiative to make friends with her, including Mr. Zhang's sister.
Shen Shuyi said nothing. Minister of Works Zhang Tingwei?
This Lord Zhang is now keeping his tail between his legs and has not taken sides, but he still wants to fight in front of Emperor Qianwu. To put it bluntly, this Lord Zhang is currently a royalist.
He will be loyal to whoever is the emperor.
A very smart and calm approach.
But doing so does not mean that I have no ambition. I always want to win the emperor's favor and get one step closer.
Several princes had extended olive branches to him, but they did not dare to go too far. After all, their father was still alive. If they were too blatant, he might think he was living too well.
While he was thinking about it, the two of them had already started fighting again.
In the cold wind, the two young men were sweating profusely and their faces were flushed.
The young man called Zhang Miao obviously had a weak foundation. Even an amateur like Shen Shuyi could tell that he was losing after just a short while.
In comparison, Zhao Baokun's moves were much steadier, but perhaps because he had become accustomed to forbearance over the years, when he attacked, he was still as cautious as before and was always uncomfortable with killing someone.
But even so, any discerning person could see that Zhao Baokun was bound to win.
Shen Shuyi didn't care about winning or losing, but when he saw Zhao Baokun constantly adjusting and gradually getting rid of his timidity, the young man's boldness and sharpness were like a sword that wiped away the dust, with a long-lasting sword energy and awe-inspiring momentum.
For a moment, the two swords trembled together, like two long snakes entangled.
Zhao Baokun approached step by step, dancing with his sword.
The next moment, Zhang Miao's sword was knocked away, and the tip of Zhao Baokun's sword was pointing directly at Zhang Miao's throat!
Zhao Baokun's forehead was covered with sweat, but a smile appeared on his face. His beautiful eyes were bright and had an indelible brilliance.
In comparison, Zhang Miao's face looked a little ugly. He never thought that he would lose to a young man from a poor family like the Qingyuan Marquis's Mansion!
"Thank you." Zhao Baokun bowed and spoke first.
It had been so long since he had fought in public like this that he almost forgot his own fighting style. Over the years, everyone told him to be patient.
Time and again, even when punched in the face, he had to endure it in silence.
But fortunately, after this game, he has regained a lot of his feeling!
This is his sword!
It’s the sword of his Zhao family!
Although Zhang Miao was not convinced, he still said: "I didn't expect that your mansion, which has been indifferent to worldly affairs for all these years, has raised a master like you!"
In a word, he harbored evil intentions, but he also acknowledged Zhao Baokun's ability.
The excitement in Zhao Baokun's eyes faded a little, and he cupped his hands and said, "Although the Marquis' Mansion does not interfere in government affairs, I cannot abandon myself. If Your Majesty issues an order one day, I will not refuse even if I die."
These words cleverly resolved the crisis posed by Zhang Miao and also demonstrated the sincerity of the Marquisate to His Majesty.
Seeing this, Zhang Miao didn't make things difficult for him anymore.
At this time, Xiao Heyu sneered, his peach blossom eyes fell on Zhao Baokun, and said faintly: "Daqian is full of talents, and the generals are even more fierce and powerful. It's a good thing that Mr. Zhao has this intention, but even if the emperor has an edict, I'm afraid it won't be your turn at Qingyuan Marquis Mansion."
He spoke slowly and calmly, his voice cold and deep with a hint of sinisterness, and although his attitude could be considered kind, every word he said held a hidden meaning.
Chai Bin beside Xiao Heyu said loudly: "That's right, Zhao Baokun! You are not even my opponent, how come you are showing off in front of His Highness!"
Zhao Baokun pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on Chai Bin, and said nothing.
Xiao Heyu glanced at him and said slowly, "Although Young Master Zhao is a young talent, in my opinion, he is not as good as Young Master Zhang in the confrontation just now."
A few casual words negated Zhao Baokun's more than ten years of hard work.
The young man's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed. He smiled at Xiao Heyu and said, "Your Highness, I have a good opinion. I am indeed not as good as Master Zhang. It was just luck that I won."
He acted a bit nonchalant, but the boy's acting skills were not good enough, and Shen Shuyi could still see the bitterness and unwillingness in his heart.
Xiao Heyu looked straight at him and said slowly, "The Qingyuan Marquisate has been keeping to itself all these years. Young Master Zhao, please don't stir up any trouble."
Zhao Baokun bowed and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Your Highness. I will keep them in mind."
After saying this, Xiao Heyu turned around and prepared to leave. The moment he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a girl in a dogwood pink cloak standing opposite a group of people.
The girl had cold eyebrows and a delicate and beautiful face like white jade, and she had an aura of independence. She was not very aggressive and could even be considered gentle, but because of her coldness, she had a bit of sternness that made her look intimidating without even being angry.
The most amazing thing is his eyes, which are as quiet as the night, yet clear as mountain spring water, with a refreshing coolness, calm and detached.
Xiao Heyu paused and felt that the girl looked familiar.
Chai Bin on the side whispered: "That is the second young lady of the Shen family - Shen Shuyi."
The image of the girl in the hunting ground that day suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Heyu's eyes, and there was a hint of playfulness in her feminine peach blossom eyes.
Because they were far away, Shen Shuyi knelt down to greet everyone else, but his eyes were calm.
Noticing his gaze, Zhao Baokun walked forward calmly and came to Shen Shuyi's side, as if worried that she would be troubled.
Xiao Heyu pulled the corner of his lip and said coldly: "The Shen family has a beauty, it seems that the feng shui is good."
Facing his sharp gaze, Shen Shuyi said in a gentle voice: "Your Majesty has blessed all the people, and the Shen family is fortunate to be among them. Now that I have been praised by Your Highness, I am also ecstatic."
Hearing her use the word "ecstatic", Xiao Heyu couldn't help but laugh.
"Really? How come I didn't see that Second Miss Shen was ecstatic?"
Shen Shuyi's brows were calm, neither humble nor arrogant: "I am terrified and dare not deceive Your Highness. If I have been disrespectful, I hope Your Highness will forgive me."
Chai Bin saw this scene from the side and couldn't help but look at the second young lady of the Shen family with higher regard.
His Highness had only said this in jest, but she took this opportunity to apologize to His Highness for the incident at the hunting ground, expressing her sincerity while also being extremely humble.
He was so sincere in public. If Your Highness pursued the matter further, it would seem that he lacked magnanimity.