Tonight's Autumn Night Banquet was very exciting, with ups and downs, and various attacks and defenses, which made the people at the table dazzled and dazzled.
Tonight, they will definitely have trouble falling asleep. Chu Tianxiao's figure leaving in a hurry seems to be engraved in everyone's mind, and it has become an indelible memory. Even many years later, when the geniuses of this session recall the autumn banquet tonight, they still have endless aftertastes...
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South of Kyoto, the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
An oil lamp was lit, the flame flickering.
It was almost dawn, and at this moment, when it was the darkest, the light ignited a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating a person's face...
It was a slightly weathered face. Although he looked middle-aged, his temples were gray and wrinkled, but his expression didn't show that he was old...
Behind him, there was a figure hidden in the darkness, guarding the man in black.
This person is Mo Xiang.
"Yuan Zhu, has the Kyoto Autumn Night Banquet ended?" Mo Xiang said in a very calm tone, while writing something on paper.
"It's over." A cold voice came from behind him, like a ghost, "As you expected, the competition for the host of the banquet tonight was really fierce. In the end, Chu He won the position of double host."
"Hmm... Chu He." Mo Xiang sighed softly, "Fortunately, I am not on the same page with Purple Robe Marquis..."
"Prime Minister, this person is showing signs of being out of control. Do you need a subordinate to…"
Mo Xiang thought for a while and shook his head, "No need."
"The situation in Kyoto is too complicated right now, so we shouldn't act rashly." Mo Xiang continued, "Besides... is there any news from the Tianjue Chu family?"
"Not yet, but it should be soon..."
Before he could finish his words, a slight noise was heard, and then the figure behind Mo Xiang flashed away quickly. When the vague outline reappeared, he was already holding something in his hand.
"Please take a look."
"Hmm." Mo Xiang gently opened it and read it under the light...
This look lasted for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Xiang let out a long sigh: "Chuhe is already a problem, and now there will be more variables. We must hurry up..."
“… What do you mean?”
Mo Xiang did not answer, but just looked deeply at the secret letter in front of him. After a moment, he placed his hand on the lamp, and soon it was burned to ashes.
"The Chu family... has so many talented people, when will it be destroyed?"
Mo Xiang sighed and stood up. He seemed to have more white hair on both sides, looking a little older. He shook his head slowly and said slowly: "I remember... after the Autumn Night Banquet, it was the training before the Great Autumn Test? Has the location of this year's test been determined?"
"It has been passed down earlier. It is in the Fierce Desolate Mountains. According to the secret report from the palace, it should be in the eastern part of the territory, but it should not be... beyond the outer perimeter."
"The Desolate Mountains... This is probably the last chance..."
Mo Xiang hesitated for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Let Mo Yiwei prepare."
"Send out the Mo Yi Guards? But, Chu He..."
"Just tighten the manpower."
"... Just to deal with a prodigal son, and ruin the layout of Kyoto, Lord Xiangguo, is this... necessary?"
"… Just a prodigal son?" Mo Xiang shook his head. After a moment, he said firmly, "Yuan Zhu, go there yourself."
"What!"
"Um?"
“… Yes.”
Mo Xiang did not say anything else, but walked straight to the door, pushed it open, and went to rest. The figure hesitated for a moment, then flashed out...
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The horses galloped, and many strategies and opinions were presented in brocade, and they filed into a magnificent palace somewhere...
After a long time, a powerful voice with a hint of laughter was heard from the palace.
"Such remarks... As expected of Zhong Yi's son... This kid is really brave enough to write..."
"Interesting..."
After a pause, that powerful voice sounded again.
"Mr. Gao, when can the Immortal Slayer return?"
"Your Majesty," an old eunuch's voice sounded, "The general has sent a secret letter to inform you that he wants to seize 108 cities in the southern barbarians first to celebrate your majesty's birthday. I'm afraid the day of return will be delayed..."
"Ah... Lu Xian is just like that. For my birthday this time, he wants to send a gift from afar instead of coming in person?"
"Your Majesty, the general said that the country is the most important thing."
"Hehe... Luxian, I really can't do anything to you..." The powerful voice was accompanied by a bitter smile, "Forget it, then I will prepare this strategy paper and wait for it, just as a congratulations on your triumphant return."
The eunuch seemed to sense something in the words and asked, "Your Majesty... do you want to summon the Crown Prince of Chu to the capital?"
"Every word this kid says is directed at me and the Kyoto Empire. Why does he need me to summon him?" The voice in the palace was three parts funny, three parts slightly annoyed, three parts teasing, and one part unpleasant. "Just wait, before the autumn exam, this little prodigal will come by himself! He might even be eager for me to summon him! Humph... I am cunning and sly, and this kid is also a little fox. His scheming... I will not be fooled!"
"Now, let's just leave him alone for a while and see what happens!"
"Haha... Your Majesty is wise." The eunuch, who knew the inside story of the past, couldn't help but grin when he thought of some interesting things that happened between His Majesty and Marquis Ziyi when he was still the crown prince.
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Kyoto Chu family.
"Tonight, the young master has defeated all the other candidates. There is no doubt that he will be the top of the Grand Autumn Examination!"
"Haha... Isn't it? No one has ever topped the list twice in the Autumn Exam. The young master is going to make history this time!"
"The two hosts of the Kyoto Autumn Night Banquet, looking at the young talents of the Great Zhou, who else can compare with the eldest young master?"
"Unless those geniuses from previous years come back to Kyoto to participate in the Grand Autumn Exam!"
"Haha... Just kidding, they are already over 20 years old and are no longer eligible to participate in the autumn exam!"
"That's right! The eldest young master won the top spot in the Grand Autumn Examination at the age of sixteen. He is the youngest and only he has the possibility of winning the title again!"
"The future is bright..."
"I just don't know what's going on in Tianjue City... I heard that the prodigal son has been making a lot of noise recently..."
After these words were spoken, there was silence for a moment, and then an unhappy voice was heard.
"Why mention that prodigal son? He attended the Autumn Night Banquet, and that was just to spend money and squander the family fortune. What else can he do..."
"That's right, how can he fight with me? I think he should just sit quietly all night and not even dare to leave the court!"
"Haha... We are in a good mood, why bother to spoil the fun by mentioning that prodigal son? When the eldest young master inherits the position of the head of the family and ends the two branches of the Tianjue Kyoto family, just reward this prodigal son with some money so that he can spend his old age in peace. What else is there to say?"
"You can't give too much. This prodigal son is simply spending money without restraint! If it's less than a million spirit coins, just give him whatever he wants."
“You are so magnanimous, elder. You are willing to give that prodigal son a million spirit coins…” The person who said this obviously forgot that nearly 40% of the Chu family’s wealth was earned by Chu Tianxiao’s father. Now you only want to give Chu Tianxiao a million spirit coins. It is not enough to describe this as mean, and it has nothing to do with magnanimity… It seems that the elder also realized this and fell silent. The atmosphere in the field was a little wrong.
Someone quickly interrupted and broke the silence, "What if he loses all of it?"
"What should I do? Go beg! Use the money I get to continue spending! He's just such a loser anyway..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the strange atmosphere in the room disappeared immediately and everyone burst into laughter. However, at this moment, an urgent call suddenly came from outside the door.
"The latest news!"
"At the Tianjue City Autumn Night Banquet, the Second Young Master broke through the realm of Mingyuan in martial arts, and his writing surpassed the Seventh Movement of the Holy Page, and he won the position of the dual banquet host!"
After these words were spoken, the group of people who were celebrating and drinking were completely unable to react. Many of them lost their grip on the wine glasses, which dropped to the ground with a bang.