Chapter Eighteen: Here, there is eternal joy

still so close.Jiang Wang leaned back slightly, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, its blade reflecting the mirror."This way, it's easier to see." he said.Then he saw, at the place where...“You’re always so good at giving advice,” Jiang Wang said, watching the ripples spread across the water. “Is Beiyuan Prefect really that great”

“What are you thinking about” Zhong Xuan raised his hand dramatically, exaggerating his tone: “This is the most powerful position you can reach at your current level, and it's also the gateway to the true center of power in Qi. If you become the Northern Courtyard Commandant today, when the gods arrive, you can directly enter the Nine Troops as a regular general. We'll send you to the Qiu Sha Army, and the next step is the Military Affairs Hall! Even taking control of one of the three departments is not impossible, and then the next step is the Political Affairs Hall! You're actually asking me if the Northern Courtyard Commandant position is that good”

Think about it, Jiang Wang! This is the Six Kingdoms, the overlord of the Eastern Region. You can stand at the top as fast as possible and share this supreme power with those peerless figures… This step starts from the position of Northern City Captain! You actually ask if it's important, if it's good

Looking at Chongxuan Sheng spitting wildly, Jiang Wang fell silent again.

Then she said, "Oh"

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Zhong Xuan glared at him with fury, "Are you trying to imitate a goose today Oh, stop it!"

Jiang Wang smiled: "It seems it really is important."

Zhong Xuan's face was full of exasperation: "You know that well enough!"

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"Well, I know." Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I'll go back to cultivate first. Remember to help me check on Gongsun Yu's affairs."

“Think clearly and control yourself!” Chong Xuan shouted from behind. “Don’t advance your cultivation too quickly. If you’re not careful and ascend to the Divine Realm, you won’t be able to become the Northern Garrison Commander!”

Jiang Wang's back was already gone, and it was unknown whether he had heard it or not.

As a famous scenic spot in Linzi, there are many villas of officials and nobles built at the foot of Xias Mountain.

Of course, it's not just the Zhongxuan Sheng Hui who chooses the location.

Lord Jiang Wuxie of the Yu Xin Palace also has a courtyard here, which he usually only stays in during the period starting with "Maple Sunset and Evening."

It is well known to all that His Royal Highness, the Ninth Prince, enjoys beauty, delicacies, and fine wine... He indulges in all pleasures and never makes himself suffer.

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Though noble, he rarely resided in the Yuxin Palace, unlike several other palace masters.

As for Jiang Wu Xie, although he was the master of the Yingxin Palace, making decisions on all matters within the palace, this Yingxin Palace was still within the scope of the Qi Imperial Palace. Some rules had to be followed.

This is the problem.

Compared to that, Wen Yushui Xie is the place he usually resides.

Almost everyone in Linzi knows about this.

At that time, Jiang Wang would go directly to Wen Yushui's pavilion to negotiate terms when he went out to sea for rescue. This shows how much of a direct approach he had.

However, it was inappropriate for Jiang Wuqidi, who had only recently passed the mourning period for his brother, to still be enjoying himself at the Wen Yu Water Pavilion.

So for a while, I lived in this courtyard at the foot of Xiashan Mountain.

Its exquisite arrangement and elegant taste need no further elaboration.

Among all the mansions under Mount Xiashan, this one is also considered among the best.

At this moment, Jiang Wuxie was lying on a soft couch, his eyes half-closed, lost in contentment. His long hair was pinned back at an angle by a hairpin, and he wore only a loose silk robe. Two beautiful maids knelt on either side of the couch, one massaging his shoulders and the other pounding his legs.

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Jade-scented mountain, warming fragrance plays with dreams.

I am lost in thought and do not know what day it is.

A soft couch stood on a stylish balcony, and you could see the beautiful scenery of Xiashan just by turning your side.

Of course, there were curtains all around. As soon as they were lowered, it became a private space; as soon as they were raised, the sky felt boundless and open.

This patio is extraordinarily spacious, with flower pots and caged birds. There's also a large fish tank with water lilies, though their blooming season has passed, they are still brilliantly open.

Not far from the soft couch, stood a stringed instrument.

The stand supports the ground, like a beauty with her feet together. The wood is smooth and lustrous, almost with the gleam of jade.

After the qin, another beauty.

Her figure is slender and graceful, her temperament aloof and ethereal. Her brows and eyes are delicately drawn, as if painted by an artist, and she is currently playing a solo piece on the qin.

Beauty and scenery, music to the ears. A gentle breeze through the mountains, how pleasant it is.

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Only one person was dressed in black, kneeling halfway on the ground. He was a discordant note in this otherwise harmonious painting.

He propped himself up with his left hand on his knee, extending his right hand flat onto the ground. This conveyed a sense of submission. The prominent blue veins on the back of his hand also depicted his strength.

"You're saying..." After savoring the moment for a long time, Jiang Wu Xie finally spoke slowly: "Feng Gu's corpse is perfectly fine"

The beautiful music stopped.

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“I checked it myself, and there’s really no problem.” The man in black knelt on the ground and said, “Beiya isn’t just a bunch of people who eat for free.”

"How could...well...there be absolutely no problem at all" Under the maid's skilled and appropriate pressure, Jiang Wu Xie's voice was wavering: "It shouldn't be like this..."

"Indeed, it shouldn't be done." The man in black said, "But now to act... is too late."

“Don't make any rash moves.” Jiang WuXie frowned, “Why would we need to take action In this situation, making a fuss is foolish. We just need the truth... the truth, understand”

"Understood." said the man in black.

"Qi Song, I hope you truly understand." Jiang Wu Xie said.

The man in black named Qi Song bowed his head even lower: "I truly understand."

"Then..." Jiang Wu Xie asked, "Who sent you to Beiya personally"

"I thought... I wouldn't be discovered."

“You think so” Jiang Wu Xie opened his eyes, and in those yin-soft pupils, there was undisguised displeasure: “Do you think Beiyuan is your backyard Do you think Jiang Qingyang is just a mere warrior… You think you're mocking them, but you don't know that you're being mocked by them!”

"Do you know" Jiang Wuxie asked, "Zheng Shi has already found you. Was it me who stopped him"

"All I can tell him is that this was my doing, and I intended to oversee this case... A good bystander who now has to put out the fire. Qishong, what do you think"

“I humbly admit my mistake.” said Qi Song.

Jiang Wu Xie didn't even glance at him, simply flipping over. The thin silk robe faintly revealed his perfect muscle lines.

But upon his sleeping robe, his face was delicate and effeminate.

Two beautiful maids, one behind him and the other at his right hand, were silently massaging his shoulders and legs.

The master of the Yuxin Palace sat on a soft couch, facing the scenery atop Xiashan Mountain.

Qi Songze knelt half-way to his left rear.

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“Everyone makes mistakes, so I will forgive you this once.” Jiang Wu Xie said, “Since you’ve made the challenge, then you are responsible for finding the truth thoroughly, and keep an eye on those people from Beiya. Speaking of which, I do care about my eleventh brother, it’s only right.”

“Yes.” Qi Song replied respectfully.

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But I don't need the truth, you understand

"I understand," Qi Song pondered for a moment, then whispered, "Your Highness, after finding the truth, who should it be given to"

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He seems to have really understood.

Don't fear foolishness, only overconfidence.

Jiang Wu Xie looked at the distant mountains and said in a low voice, "Zheng Shang Ming is another loyal dog. Lin You Xie has a limited future. Try your best to help Jiang Qing Yang get promoted, after all, he is currently favored, and only he can make this matter public."

"Understood." Qi Song bowed respectfully and then stood up to leave.

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It is already winter, and the red maple leaves have fallen.

At this time, Mount Xiashan is bare and there isn't much to look at.

But Jiang Wu Xie looked at it very seriously.

On that face, which was too delicate, there weren't many expressions.

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“Why did the music stop” he suddenly asked.

The woman playing the qin said, “Your Highness, if you cannot listen with your heart, it should not sound.”

“Doesn't Gu care enough”

"Your Highness was too busy suppressing the killing intent just now. Where would you have the time to listen to the qin"

Jiang Wu Xie's eyes were filled with a smile: "Se Se, being too smart can bring big trouble."

A woman named Wu Se lightly brushed the strings of the qin with her little finger.

Tap tap tap tap tap.

"Aren't you, Your Highness, my biggest trouble"

"You're right!" Jiang Wu Xie smiled, but his eyes remained fixed on Xia Shan.

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While others admire the bustling scenery, he beholds the remnants.

Alas, the beauty of the world, like a beautiful person, fades easily...

He sighed and suddenly said, "I feel like shooting!"

Then, he got off the soft couch and casually made a gesture with his hand.

A bright red spear landed in his palm.

He carried the scarlet spear upside down like that, stepping directly into the air and walking towards Mount Xia.

The black-golden silk robe shimmered in the light,

At that time, there were no flying birds on the mountain, and the setting sun still had some afterglow.

Both man and gun, are exquisitely beautiful.

There are a thousand and one kinds of people in the world.

There's Prince Jiang Wu Xie who always runs outside the palace, and there's Crown Prince Jiang Wu Hua who practically confines himself to Chang Le Palace, never leaving.

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Besides some necessary ceremonies, he would never leave the palace if he could help it.

Taking pleasure in cultivating flowers and grasses every day, steaming, boiling, and frying, one finds joy in these simple pursuits.

He once said to himself: “This is a place of eternal joy.”

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While Jiang Wu Xie was practicing with his gun on Mount Xiashan, where the maple leaves were falling, in Chang Le Palace, the Crown Prince and his consort were having a meal.

Attending to them were only two palace maids, one serving the prince and the other the princess. They moved with grace and silence, never uttering a sound.

Although the dining hall was spacious, the two of them chatting and eating together did not seem lonely.

There weren't many dishes on the table, just three meat and two vegetarian dishes along with a soup. They were all made by the prince himself, and the aroma was intoxicating.

A eunuch came shuffling over, his steps hurried and panicked, obviously something important was the matter.

But when he arrived at the dining hall, he stopped without a word.

In Changle Palace, it is common knowledge that the Crown Prince and his Crown Princess are not to be disturbed during their meals.

In the prince's code of conduct, there wasn't much that was bigger than meals.

At least now, the thing he has to report isn't as important as the prince and princess having a meal.

“Is the venison not tender enough today” The prince said softly, “There are no July-grown deer left, so this one was chosen from September. These plantain-tailed deer are difficult to raise. They have the best meat between July and August. You’re eager to eat it, there's nothing I can do…”

Song Ning'er swallowed the venison and nodded approvingly. "It's not as tender, but it's more chewy, and it has a unique flavor. Of course, the most important thing is that His Royal Highness's cooking skills are superb, everything he makes tastes delicious!"

This pan-fried banana blossom is indeed a feast for the senses.

When it first arrives at the table, it still looks like a whole deer. But in fact, it has already been sliced thinly and cooked before being assembled again.

With a gentle poke from chopsticks, you can easily pick up a piece. The meat is so thin it's almost translucent, with veins like banana leaves. It's pan-fried to a golden sheen, but doesn't look greasy at all.

The secret spice of Chang Le Palace sprinkled on the slices of meat, its fragrance permeating the room, filling it more than three times over

At this time, the large plate is almost empty, leaving only a few pieces. It can be seen that the Crown Princess really loves this dish.

At the dinner table, Jiang Wuhua bowed respectfully and sincerely said, "Thank you, Princess Consort, for your support!"

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Song Ning'er waved her hand, signaling that she didn't have time to be polite with me.

He picked up a few pieces of venison with his chopsticks, leaving only a clean plate. He ate the remaining slices with shiny white rice in a few bites.

Then he set down the chopsticks, picked up the tea bowl beside him, and gulped down a bowl of fragrant tea. With a satisfied sigh, he exclaimed, "I'm full!"

"Would you like some soup" Jiang Wuhua asked, "This uses the antlers of a plantain-tailed deer as the main ingredient, with mushrooms sent by Zhu Hejun. It's very delicious."

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Song Ning'er shook her head: "I can't drink anymore, my stomach is already round..."

She glanced at Jiang Wuhua, her eyes mischievous and shy: "Don't you believe me Feel it yourself"

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"This isn't appropriate, is it" Jiang WuHua said this with his mouth, but his hand had already reached out.

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After a long time.

"Bang!"

Song Ning'er slapped his hand and said coquettishly, "Enough touching"

“Hmm…” Jiang Wuhua retracted his hand and smiled. “Seems like I’m full indeed.”

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"Sigh," Song Ning'er let out a long sigh: "Desire for food and drink, it greatly hinders my cultivation!"

Jiang Wu-hua smiled broadly: "The joy of being married, isn't it sharing the same chopsticks and sleeping in the same bed"

“Get out!” Song Ning’er rolled her eyes at him. “Who would sleep with you”

Jiang Wuhu said: "Before death and after death, who else could be by my side"

"You would say that!" Song Ning'er stood up and said, "I won't bother you with your work. I'm going to rest."

Jiang Wuhu's voice was gentle: "I have already asked someone to prepare desserts after the meal in Qingfengyuan. They were made this morning together. You might as well try them."

“Don’t you think I’m fat enough” Song Ninger pouted, but ultimately still turned and walked towards Qinfengyuan.

Compared to her demure demeanor in public, she is noticeably more lively when she is alone with just the two of them.

Jiang Wuhua just smiled and watched her leave, no longer saying anything else.

When the Crown Princess and her maidservants had left, the eunuch standing outside the door walked in.

He bowed and said, "Your Highness, the latest news is that people from the Yixing Palace have also gotten involved in Feng Gu's case."

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Jiang Wuhu pushed his rice bowl aside and ladled himself a bowl of deer antler soup. He took a small sip and said, "As expected. What about Huaying Palace"

"The Third Prince has been quiet, perhaps we haven't discovered anything." the eunuch said.

Jiang Wuhua shook his head: "No movement means there's none. Given Wuyou's personality, if he truly had a reaction to this matter, it wouldn't be subtle."

He sipped some soup and then suddenly asked, "I heard that someone went to warn Jiang Qingyang, is that right"

“That’s true.” replied the eunuch.

"Presumptuous." Jiang Wuhu placed the spoon back into the bowl: "In our vast Qi State, who dares to be so arrogant"

The eunuch said: "That coachman's background is very clean. His ancestors for three generations have been driving carriages for the Beiyuan. Now the person has disappeared... alive, not seen, dead, no corpse. No clues can be found."

"Well, let the Northern Censorate handle this matter then." Jiang WuHua waved his hand. "Pass on my order: have the Imperial City Guards increase protection for those involved in the investigation, especially at the residences of Jiang Wang and Lin Youxie. Patrols there must be intensified. Such incidents cannot happen again. Not a single one of the three individuals investigating this case can have an accident, understand"

"Understood."

The eunuch received his orders and hurried away.

Jiang Wuhu lost his appetite for soup and got up to leave, casually saying, "The soup is good today, you guys share it."

The last maidservant in the dining hall was accustomed to this, and was not frightened. She simply bowed and said, “Thank Your Highness for your grace.”

Jiang Wu-hua merely waved his hand, and then he was gone.

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