Chapter Thirty-Six: Commonplace Matters

world is, how strong people can be”"Forget it." His tone held no hint of mockery. "Forget it. There's no way. I'm decades older than you. It's a waste, not just of time. We aren't the only hopeless on...Of course, Bai Yu Xia would not go to find Jiang Wang.

What are you going to use to find Jiang Wang

The achievements of the Qing Dynasty's First Imperial Household are still clearly displayed there.

To date, no inner court cultivator in the mortal realm has been able to cross over.

Now that he has ascended to the divine realm, his military achievements have earned him a marquis title. He has stepped out of the circle of "young prodigies" and begun competing with powerful individuals of all ages.

You, who can't even hold the title of "Youngest Prodigy of Yue Country," what qualifications do you have to challenge me at my doorstep

But to everyone's surprise, Xiang had actually known Jiang Wang before and seemed quite familiar with him.

In this way, losing to this person in the same predicament doesn't seem so hard to accept... Birds of a feather flock together. People tend to associate with those who are similar to them. It's quite reasonable that someone like Jiang Wang could be friends with people as capable as him.

Bai Yu Xia thought for a moment, and also found a tree branch, lying down contentedly. He hadn't realized yet that before knowing someone ahead of him, he would never have such thoughts, and would never admit to "losing fairly".

But everything happened so subtly.

"The 'Strivers' and the 'Laid-Backs' walk together, much like two tigers fighting, with one side inevitably being affected. It remains to be seen whether the east wind will overwhelm the west wind or vice versa. But in this moment, just lying here, thinking of nothing."

The stars and moon of the late night, the evening breeze brings the chirping of insects.

To be honest, I'm really happy.

“Born into joy, die with sorrow. How much to remember, how little affection. Gathering, dispersing, parting and rejoining, enjoy the moment.” The singer’s voice was tender.

The pipa moved, and the guzheng rose.

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The dancing girl's sleeves fluttered, her graceful figure reflected on the screen.

Yuwendu sat properly and spoke slowly: "Martial An Hou doesn't seem to have the intention of deepening the alliance."

Helian Yunyun glanced at the dancers on stage and casually said, "These matters don't need him to talk about. Don't make pointless probes. Just play with him nicely, that's what you're good at, isn't it"

Yuwendu frowned and said, "I truly didn't take you to play with Cheng Yei Gai... I just got back from the borderlands not long ago!"

Hē Lián Yún Yún didn't respond, only admiring the dance performance onstage. She sincerely praised: "The Chu women are so graceful, and their songs are so melodious. I truly love it!"

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Although Yuwen Du felt a sharp pang of pain, he still said, "Your Highness, if you like it, please come to the palace."

These singers and dancers, he had brought from Chu land at great expense, cherished them privately and rarely allowed them to perform. It was only today, with the arrival of Prince Yun in the Heavenly Palace for "The Crane's Call Performance," that he summoned them out to perform this precious piece. But since Prince Yun expressed his liking, could he possibly say, “You often come”

“Though I love it, the frivolous music can’t help but wear down one’s ambition…” Helin waved his hand: “Give it to Marquis Wu'an. Let him take it back to Qi.”

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“Ah” Yuwen Du was startled and looked up.

But Helian Yunyun had already gotten up and left her seat.

What kind of frivolous tunes could wear down ambition Doesn't the ambitious Duke of Wuan fear being worn down by them

Yuwen Duo listened intently, picking out only one phrase from the gaps between the sounds: "Even I pity him, let alone you"

But what have I, Yuwen Du, done wrong

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Now, listening to this melodious voice in the chamber, mournful and soft, I feel a deep sense of resonance. It stirs up feelings of melancholy within me.

"The 'Yǎn lóu'" is a type of building found throughout the Mu country. It has been used for a long time to perform the traditional "Beast Face Play" from the grasslands. It's the favorite pastime for nomads after a busy day’s work.

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A pot of mare's milk wine, a basin of mutton, and a performance of the Beast Face play—life surpasses that of immortals. For many pastoralists, it is unthinkable not to have a stage for performing.

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This "Beast-Face Opera" is a type of opera where performers wear colorful masks depicting various animals, using both singing and dancing to tell stories. It emphasizes the combination of music, dance, and narrative. With over 30,000 scripts developed over time, the repertoire ranges from creation myths to romantic tales, offering a diverse and captivating theatrical experience.

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After unifying the grasslands, with the broadening horizons of the aristocratic families of the nomadic tribes, especially the younger generation who had traveled extensively to other countries and enjoyed a relatively better life, many entertainment methods from other countries were introduced.

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As a result, performing animal face dramas was no longer the only form of entertainment offered in the yǎn lóu.

For example, the troupe of skilled performers like Yuwen Duo who excel at playing music and dancing is considered one of the best in the court.

Every time he was called to perform, the audience wasn't packed to the rafters

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How many real disciples are so greedy!

...I didn't expect today to be the last time admiring...

"I'll escort you, Your Highness." Yuwen Duo endured his grief and rose to see Yunyun Princess off. Swallowing his pain with gritted teeth, Ru Cheng has wronged me!

A group of people walked out of the house, but they happened to meet another group—the prince Helian Zhaotu.

As the most renowned theater in Xiongying City, Mingluan Yanzilou has always been frequented by nobles and dignitaries. However, it is rare to see princes and princesses present like today.

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The country doesn't have as many princes as other kingdoms.

The current Empress has one son and one daughter. The son is named "Zhao Tu" and the daughter is named "Yun Yun".

The position of crown prince remains undecided, but it will only be between these two princes. The other members of the royal family have no chance whatsoever.

Just like this Divine Preaching Ceremony's high priest succession, Helan Yunyun presided over the grand event. Helan Zhaotu went to Qionglu Mountain beforehand to handle another important matter. The Empress gave them both equal opportunities and showed no favoritism towards either.

But to be honest... over these years, Helan Zhaotu has held a clear advantage.

Even though Yuwen Duo had positioned himself very clearly, he couldn't help but admit that Helian Zhaotu was a remarkable figure. He was imposing and grand, with the bearing of an enlightened ruler.

If the crown prince is to be decided now, His Highness's chances of success are less than 20%.

Of course, until the very last moment, anything is still possible.

The Cloud Prince has his Yuwen Tuo, just as the Qin Emperor had Wang Xi. That's like adding wings to a tiger, great achievements are to be expected. Add another Zhao Rucheng, that's the prairie's Jiang Mengxiong. How can he not become emperor in the future

This Divine Mandate Ordination Ceremony for the new High Priest is a test for Princess Yun. It requires her to ensure the ceremony's smooth and grand execution, while also observing her interactions with envoys from various countries and her grasp of international relations... Up until now, Princess Yun has performed admirably.

"Yunyun, why are you walking so quickly"

When the siblings met, Helin Zhaotu spoke first.

The prince was handsome and noble, with an air of grandeur. He possessed a natural elegance and majesty. When speaking to his younger sister, however, his tone was extremely gentle.

“The performance is over, why linger” He Lian Yunyun glanced at Huang Bu Dong beside He Lian Zhao Tu, who looked like an old man, and smiled: “Mr. Huang is interested in the beast-face play”

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Anyone looking at Huang Budong's frail and withered appearance would find it hard to believe he had only just passed 3,000 years of age.

It is said that when Yu Xi Zhenjun participated in the Yellow River Conference the year before last, he specifically checked his age. This shows how deceptive his face must be.

He also didn't speak with much energy, but his attitude wasn't bad. He bowed first and said: "The Mu Kingdom is a powerful nation with a long history and brilliant civilization. Huang, although I am here on official business, privately, I have long yearned for the beauty of the grasslands. I can't help but want to see more."

He Lian Yun first ordered his attendants: "Go and invite my troupe of courtesans over. Tell them to prepare carefully and perform for Mr. Huang later."

The guard immediately obeyed the order and went.

"Only now did she continue to address Huang Budiang, "I apologize for any inconvenience caused by my inadequate hospitality. But with my imperial brother accompanying you, I believe you'll be satisfied. This Yu Hua troupe is the finest in the royal court. Whatever you wish to see or hear, just ask. May only I hope that our grand harmony and peaceful world will be known to your country."

The host of this grand ceremony was Helian Yunyun. However, Huang Budong, as the Qin envoy, came to watch the Beast Face Play together with Helian Zhao Tu. The meaning behind this is thought-provoking.

But Helan Yunyun didn't seem to mind at all, her demeanor was calm and composed, bearing the air of a true queen.

“Certainly.” Huang Bu-dong smiled and said, “Huang has seen Your Highness Zhaotu, a prince born with the grace of royalty, and also seen Your Highness Yunyun, with an air of refinement and intelligence. Coming to the grasslands, everything has been smooth sailing, truly like being bathed in spring breeze."

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Hē Lían Zhāo Tú didn't disturb their conversation until now, smiling and saying: “Mr. Huáng, would you consider staying a few more days The grassland has more than just spring wind.”

"There's still the Spring Carriage," Yuwen Du chimed in suddenly.

The atmosphere turned cold for a moment.

This is a bit of an awkward situation.

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Helen Yunyun glared at him, then turned to Helin Zhaotu and said, "I've been busy with these matters in the imperial court recently, and it took me a lot of effort to spare some time for recreation. As for my elder brother, how did you return from Qionglu Mountain so quickly"

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Helen Zhao smiled and replied with what Helen Yunyun had said before: "The dance is over, why linger"

After a few more exchanges, the two groups of people smiled and politely parted ways.

As the phoenix sang from atop the pavilion, Helin Yunyun casually nodded to Yuwen Duo's words. "Is that all you can think of"

"That old geezer is talking with a hidden edge, not a good person," Yu Wen Duo mumbled. Huang Bu Dong said that Helin Zhao Tu was "a prince born with noble qualities," and about Helin Yun Yun, he said, "she has an extraordinary spirit." Of course, "extraordinary spirit" is a good word, suitable for describing a lady of a distinguished family, but not for describing a heir to the throne. That guy almost said that Helin Yun Yun should stay at home embroidering flowers and waiting to get married. Yu Wen Duo naturally disagreed.

"Helian Yunyun merely said in a soft voice, "I'm just old-looking, not really old...Go back."

And so he got into the carriage.

Of course, she knew why Wong Bun Tung had such a clear inclination in his attitude.

But she didn't care.

Just like her great mother said when she named her, "In this world, there are all sorts of... let him say it."

Who's evaluation can define He Lianyun

As the sedan chair carrying Yun Dianxia departed, Yuwen Duo's eyebrows drooped.

He was already racking his brains on how to send those troupe of courtesans out, and how to make Jiang Wang accept. Though it pained him, he absolutely didn't mean to guide Jiang Wang to refuse. Since Yun Di had opened his mouth to ask him to send people, he had to send them out.

But Jiang Wang was a true cultivation fanatic, surpassing even Ru Cheng Ye in his dedication. Since arriving on the prairie a few days ago, he had taken them to Tianjing on their first day and then retreated to Minhe Temple for secluded cultivation.

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A diplomat, once he leaves his country and arrives in a foreign land, surprisingly doesn't engage in diplomacy.

By comparison, it's not surprising that he declined the banquet invitations and the opportunity to visit the temple.

How could a person who is devoted to the Tao agree to accept a group of singing girls One set of magical techniques per person

Yuwen Tuo returned to the Mingluan Theater with worry etched on his face, heading towards his troupe of dancers. Suddenly, he saw a luxurious dressing room, where Helan Zhaotu was giving instructions to his subordinates. Several dismounted Wangting cavalrymen guarded the entrance. Huang Bu didn't seem to be around; he must have already entered the dressing room.

Thinking that he still had to perform for that old geezer later, along with people like Yu Hua and Ling, he was so angry he didn't know where to vent.

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Helian Zhao also saw him and smiled, nodding at him before turning to walk into the rehearsal room.

Yuwendu maintained his etiquette and saw off the prince. But looking at Helin Zhaotu's back, he suddenly remembered a description—

"That man has a very dignified appearance, with clear brows and eyes, handsome and upright. He is about the same height as you, but a little thinner."

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“Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang!”

Yuwen Tuo dashed into the Minhe Temple, his hair flying wildly.

In the courtyard where the Qi state emissaries resided, two hundred Tianfu soldiers were practicing with their swords. Generally speaking, after arriving at their destination, besides necessary defense personnel, the rest would rotate in taking breaks to relax and experience the local customs of other countries. This was also customary.

Jiang Wang didn't bother to restrain them either, allowing them to move freely.

Even the mighty Marquis Wu'an, known for his relentless cultivation, wouldn't slack off. The entourage accompanying him on this mission felt a sense of shame to be idle and lethargic. In short, under Qiao Lin's guidance, they transformed Tianfu Army's customary daily practice into three practices a day...

They were willing to work hard, and Jiang Wang didn't hold back on giving pointers. Often, as he watched, he would come over and teach them a few moves.

Fighting and killing on someone else's territory is ultimately not a good thing, so they practice silent swords—not only do they themselves make no sound, but they also control the force of their swordsmanship, causing the blade to cut through the air without a sharp whistle.

This kind of swordsmanship is the most deadly for killing.

"What's the matter, Yuwen brother, so eager" Jiang Wang's room door opened just in time. Yuwen Duo retracted his gaze and looked at Jiang Wang, his voice full of joy: "I know who that person was who questioned your identity when you came to the imperial court earlier!"

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Jiang Wang made a gesture of invitation, leading him into the house, and then said, "Which relative are you""You have to promise me one thing first before I tell you," Yuwen Duo said mysteriously.

Jiang Wang glanced at him: "Looking at you so mysterious, that person definitely isn't from the Yuwen family."

"Haha, just stop guessing!" Yuwen Duo said.

"You'd better agree to me first, I promise it won't be a loss for you.

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> That person isn't ordinary, or else you wouldn't be so excited. The fact that he knows about you, about Ru Cheng, and even me means he possesses a powerful intelligence network.

That person shouldn't be a real Wangzhang cavalryman, otherwise you wouldn't be so confident. Because if you were really looking for someone in the Wangzhang cavalry, you definitely wouldn't find them.

He casually uses you as a shield, and you don't even get angry. That shows his status is only higher than yours, not much different.

Jiang Houye slowly analyzed: “Then the question arises, you Yuwen Du has already been a true descendant of the Yuwen clan. Among all the young people in Mu Guo, how many have a status similar to yours Who is above you but not too far This person also has connections in the royal tent cavalry and happened to be guarding the highest king’s court during the War at Liyuan City…”

He smiled: "The one I met that day, wouldn't it be the prince of Muiguo"

Yuwendu was astonished.

Just from his mysterious tone, you can deduce so much

This is completely at odds with his perception of the Duke Wen An of Qi!

You said we would be reckless together, how come you secretly became smart

Faced with Yu Wen Tuo's silence.

Jiang Wang merely raised a bowl of roasted tea, saying calmly, "It seems I was right."

This is quite common, please don't be alarmed.

The demeanor of a sage is fully displayed.

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"My lord!" Qiao Lin happened to walk to the door at this time and loudly proclaimed his achievement: "The horse sent by the Prince of Mu Guo, I have personally brushed it clean! Do you want to go for a ride now"

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