"Blind date" is a joke, but its essence is quite similar to a blind date.
Again, how important the identity of this fake prince is and how others will treat him are all Xia Chichi's imagination and even wishful thinking. Tang Shouzu has his own ideas, other options and even other plans, and they will change according to the changes in the situation. It is not necessary to have a fake prince, and even if this plan is chosen, the candidate does not necessarily have to be Zhao Changhe.
Moreover, no one has figured out what Xia Longyuan is thinking. In this situation where she has no idea of the other party, it would be rare if Xia Chichi's imagination was followed, even if her imagination seemed to make sense on the surface.
Of course, there is a real possibility that Zhao Changhe is the real prince... So the wanted order can only be put on hold and treated coldly. They dare not withdraw it and arouse suspicion, nor do they dare to really arrest him for fear of something going wrong.
Now that fate has come to this, the Cui family, with their status and position, must have some idea of these things. So let the Cui family take a look and ask, "Do you think this will work?" It also gives Zhao Changhe a fair way to contact the family. To the outside world, this is a mission to capture a wanted criminal, which does not attract attention.
As for the uncontrollable, she didn't want to control it. What path Zhao Changhe could take through this line was exactly what she wanted to observe. She also wanted to know whether this person was capable and what kind of changes would be triggered by his contact with the aristocratic family
There just happened to be a young princess of the Cui family who had not yet married, and Zhao Changhe was also unmarried. Would the Cui family have had some other ideas in their considerations? If it was really a good match
Isn't it a coincidence? Daxia is halfway safe!
What did Cui Yuanyong say in the opening greetings? He said, "Are you interested in my sister?" and "Why do I feel the same way about you? Whether it's Xia Chichi or Yue Hongling."
Putting them together, the meaning is obvious.
The two men looked at me, and we could see the anger and amusement hidden in each other's eyes. It was not even easy to talk about these things openly, so we could only hint at them.
Cui Yuanyong finally took a sip of wine and said slowly: "I have a secret, I'm wondering if I should tell you... If I tell you, will you think I'm a bit of a big mouth? I'm afraid that I won't even be able to keep Yue Hongling's secret..."
"Ahem." Zhao Changhe coughed dryly, "People always have double standards. Please keep the matter of Yue Hongling a secret. What is this secret? Can you tell me?"
Cui Yuanyong laughed out loud: "You..."
"Hurry up and tell me, I've already invited you to dinner."
"The former Crown Princess died, and after that, the Tang Lord and the Crown Prince discussed marriage, but the man died before the engagement was finalized... Anyone with a little political knowledge knows that the actual significance of this marriage is the marriage between the Tang family and the Crown Prince, not who the Crown Prince is. Now that this matter has already begun, if there is a new Crown Prince, this marriage discussion may be carried out again."
Zhao Changhe puffed and almost spit the wine in his mouth all over the table.
So, “What is your relationship with Master Tang?”
“I’m afraid Tang Wanzhuang’s thoughts are complicated.” Cui Yuanyong leaned back in his chair and sighed, “Who knows, maybe this move of hers is also intended to gain some freedom for herself? This can explain her behavior this time. Haha… hahahaha…”
"Hey, the way you smile, your personality is a bit broken." Zhao Changhe was both angry and amused: "You are a gossiper at heart, right? Now I am really worried about Yue Hongling's matter..."
"Tsk, didn't you ask me to say this?" Cui Yuanyong put away his smile and lowered his voice: "She has her own ideas, which is understandable. But our Cui family is not a clay sculpture or a puppet that she can design. My sister, don't even think about it. At least it's impossible for now."
Zhao Changhe said speechlessly: "I reiterate that I have no interest in idiots. Let me remind you one thing. I haven't even asked her name yet. I have no interest."
“Heh…” Cui Yuanyong leaned back in his chair again: “Her name is no secret either. Her name is Yuanyang, and her nickname is Yangyang.”
"Hey, it's fine if you tell me your full name, but why are you telling me your nickname?"
"Tang Wanzhuang's mind is complicated, so are mine?" Cui Yuanyong finally stood up. "It's time to stop talking. Right now, I want to see Zhao Changhe test the world with his sword, not get entangled in this meaningless matter. You go ahead. I have someone cover up your whereabouts. At least you won't be unable to eat in peace in the future."
Zhao Changhe also stood up and bowed: "Thank you."
"Don't thank me, this is my duty." Cui Yuanyong sighed: "I really want to know what you are going to do next, but is it weird for me to follow you?"
"I've heard you're a gossiper... and you refused to let your sister come along."
"You wish." Cui Yuanyong turned and left: "Okay, wait until I see the day when your name shines in the book of troubled times. Work harder, the man that Tang Wanzhuang will never get, hahahaha..."
"Laugh at your sister! Who just said that he is not good at taking a joke?"
Up to now, neither of them had directly mentioned what Zhao Changhe's identity was. They were just hinting at whether Luo Zhenwu was Tang Wanzhuang's proposed marriage partner.
But in fact, everything was said. Cui Yuanyong got the confirmation he wanted, and in fact, whether Zhao Changhe was genuine or not, in his eyes, might not really matter. And Zhao Changhe also got a lot of unknown information and the thinking patterns of various families.
The Cui family does intend to bet on this person... But they won't make it clear, and they need you to continue to give answers. If you die in the arena, they won't even sigh for you.
It has always been difficult in both ancient and modern times to get the noble families to place heavy bets on someone.
It was not until Cui Yuanyong had left for a long time that Zhao Changhe suddenly drank up the wine in the glass and burst into laughter, even coughing a little from laughing.
"Fuck, I forgot about that. I was going to ask him about the history of his family and the significance of the era. Damn! Women really do affect the efficiency of doing anything!"
Zhao Changhe picked up the long knife on the table and turned to walk out.
What is the Tang Zuzu, what is the Qinghe Cui.
One is better than the other.
Am I here to pick and choose for you to examine and scrutinize? Rare!
If it weren't for the position card that got me into this identity issue, who would care about this kind of thing? I got involved in this mess for no reason and I feel uncomfortable wherever I go.
What's the next step? Why would you be curious? Of course, it's to level up and gain experience!
One day, a hidden dragon will emerge from the abyss and be named on the Heavenly Ranking. It is not you who will pick me, but I who will pick you. Isn't this how the world works
In the mist and rain, the young man put on a straw raincoat, carried a long sword on his back, and strode out of the town.
After leaving Mangshan, the place became more and more prosperous, no longer as desolate as before. There was a state capital ahead, with many martial arts schools and martial arts families in the city, and many strong people gathered.
As the night deepened, rain began to fall heavily.
In front of the martial arts hall, someone came in the rain, exhausted.
The doorman raised his hand to signal him to stop: "It's getting dark. If you want to become my disciple, please come back tomorrow morning."
The visitor smiled brightly and said, "I heard that your martial arts hall's Youlong Bagua sword technique is rigorous and the footwork is exquisite, so I came here to learn from you... I hope your master will be generous in teaching me."
"A challenge?" The concierge looked him up and down and said, "Don't try to commit suicide at such a young age. Our owner is a master of the third level of the entrance hall."
"What a coincidence, me too." The visitor smiled even brighter: "Father-in-law, just go and pass the message."
“… Let’s first share our names.”
"Beimang Zhao Changhe."
"Clang, clang!" The doorman could no longer sit still and ran into the martial arts hall like a flash: "Master, Master! Bandits are here to rob!"
Zhao Changhe: “?”
I wonder how Cui Yuanyong would feel if he knew that the traces of his whereabouts that he had worked so hard to help erase were revealed by this guy so brazenly.
Let’s not talk about Zhao Changhe’s challenges and training. Cui Yuanyong traveled all the way home. After half a month, he was grabbed by his elders as soon as he got home: “Why did you come back alone? Where’s your sister?”
Cui Yuanyong was stunned: "She didn't come back? Didn't I ask someone to bring her back first?"
"She ran away halfway and asked someone to tell you, didn't you know?"
"…" Cui Yuanyong used Qinggong to take a shortcut all the way back, how could he easily run into her? He subconsciously wanted to turn around after hearing this, because he knew where his sister had run off to.
Immediately he stood there with a headache.
He knew where his sister had gone before, but this time she had been on the road for so long, who knew where his sister had followed her god
(End of this chapter)