Dragon Blood and Martial Soul

Halfway through the dinner, Lu Xiaoqing took Ning Yifan's hand, walked into the dinner scene, and sat down next to the table next to the Seventh Prince.

"Oh, Ning Shao, it's been a long time." Xu Feng looked at Ning Yifan and smiled in surprise.

Ning Yifan was taken aback for a moment. After seeing Xu Feng clearly, he also showed a smile, with a feeling of sympathy.

However, Chu Qianye knew very well that the children of these princes and nobles, even though they were harmonious on the surface, there was actually an undercurrent in secret.

Ning Yifan quickly saw the seventh prince, his eyes rolled, and his heart began to weigh. Now that the crown prince, the county prince has not yet been determined, all the variables are still many.

However, he is still more optimistic about the Seventh Prince. After all, he has a good mother and a strong identity background. This is one of the reasons why Chishui County has been able to stand for so long without falling.

The children of Prince Wang Gui are quite different from ordinary people. They will ask private schools to teach them since they were young, and they are very particular about dealing with people. Their position emphasizes that in addition to these private schools will teach them, parents and brothers will also repeat The emphasis.

For example, what is the current strength of the prince XX, what title is the official in the court, how great the wealth of XX nobles, what is the camp of these people.

These are very important, and they have been emphasized by their parents thousands of times.

Therefore, what Ning Yifan heard the most from his father now was the dispute between the prince and who had the most potential with whom, and which prince was the most useless. He knew all this very well, and it could be said that he was quite fascinated by it.

He knew very well that the Seventh Prince in front of him, his mother came from Liuyunzong, and that was enough.

Moreover, the cultivation talent of His Highness the Seventh Prince is also different from ordinary people. He has now entered the Profound Ranking, and his future is boundless.

It is no exaggeration to say that among all the people of the same age, the martial arts cultivation of His Highness the Seventh Prince is already rare in the Profound Qi Continent, and no one can compare it.

In the Chiyun Dynasty, Liuyun Sect was regarded as a sect with a thousand year-end academies. With the support of such a sect, the future achievements of the Seventh Prince would at least hold a pivotal position in the dynasty.

Therefore, the Seventh Prince, this is a rare thigh for himself. If he can cling to it, then in Chishui County, he can walk sideways anyway.

No one knew that Ning Yifan only saw the Seventh Prince, but he had already thought about a lot of things.

"Haha, Shao Xu, if I haven't seen you for a long time, you still have the same style." Ning Yifan praised.

The seventh prince also narrowed his eyes slightly, and he recognized Ning Yifan.

Ning Yifan's father was under the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and belonged to the third grade official. Because of his lack of desire, he did not participate in the disputes of the court.

In Chishui County, the third-rank official status is already very good, but it is not the core official position, and it is still marginalized.

Perhaps, starting from this person's father, it may be a good breakthrough, after all, the field of the Book of Etiquette is really needed.

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In the important fields of labor, rituals, officials, punishment, households, and soldiers, his eighth brother seems to be well mixed up, and his pace cannot be too slow, he has to control the situation.

The Seventh Prince's eyes flickered and he began to think.

"Haha, Shao Ning, I don't know if I will be free after the dinner? I have an appointment with Xu Shao about the game, why don't you come to watch the game?" The Seventh Prince said lightly.

The chess game is just an excuse. As for watching the game? This is also an excuse, just to give yourself a legitimate reason to join.

Ning Yifan's heart was tense. His father kept telling him not to join any disputed centralized power, especially the fight for the crown prince. This requires caution and then caution.

But, in front of so many people, he rejected His Highness the Seventh Prince?

If this is the case, let alone yourself, even if it is your own father, I am afraid that I will not be able to do well in the future, and I will not worry about wearing small shoes.

For a time, Ning Yifan's eyes flashed the color of struggle.

At Chu Qianye's table, they seemed to have heard the words of the Seventh Prince.

"What do you think of Ning Yifan?" Liu Zhiquan asked lightly.

Chu Qianye didn't know the intention of the Eighth Prince, so he didn't directly answer the other party's words.

"It's okay, martial arts still have some talent."

"I ask you his potential." Liu Zhiquan asked directly this time.

"A little clever, but narrow-minded, it's hard to become a powerful weapon." Chu Qianye's words directly covered the surrounding area with martial arts, only people at their table could hear.

Liu Zhiquan smiled lightly.

"My seventh brother, it seems that he is going to be taken into the camp."

Everyone understood what Liu Zhiquan meant by entering the camp.

"Such a person, actually joining his camp, is not a bad thing for us," Chu Qianye said slowly, "Anyone who is clever is wronged by cleverness. For us, this type of person may also be able to use a little bit. "

Liu Zhiquan's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he nodded gently.

"His Royal Highness, I don't have any hobbies in that area." Ning Yifan struggled inwardly and said with excuse.

"Hobbies can be cultivated. Just like my Lao Tzu said, he used to guard the borders and tempered his body when he was boring, but he really succeeded in tempering and awakening his martial soul, otherwise he would not know it now. That border is buried." Xu Feng said lightly.

That's it. If he continues to make excuses, he will not give the Seventh Prince a servant, so he nodded gently.

"Okay, then it's better for me to respect my life." Ning Yifan leaned slightly and said.

Xu Feng nodded lightly, ru Zi can teach.

He had already said so clearly, if Ning Yifan still couldn't hear it, it would be wasting his efforts.

The eyes of the Eighth Prince couldn't help but narrowed slightly.

Sure enough, Ning Yifan really joined his seventh brother's camp.

"Qianye, after I leave the Crane Tower, I actually have something I want to say to you, but the timing is wrong at that time." Liu Zhiquan said.

How clever Chu Qianye was, with just a word from the other party, he could almost guess what the other party was going to say.

"Good." He replied cleanly.

Both Fang Tianhu and Qiu Yu were slightly surprised, how old Chu Qianye was. They read countless people, but they just couldn't see through Chu Qianye.

Chu Qianye was secretly surprised, and it seemed that the fight for the crown prince was already a bit secretive now.

What role does one play in this vortex?

He knew this very well in his heart. As long as his people were safe, it was worth his fight.

The feast between him and the Seventh Prince was already insoluble, so only the eagle hit the sky.