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The two maids walked out of the cabin, leaned on the railing and stared at the shore a hundred meters away, and asked loudly: "Who was reciting the poem just now?"

The woman's sweet shout floated in the wind.

People on the shore looked sideways.

The magnificent ship that looks like a moving palace is enough to show that the owner is extremely noble.

The young man who had questioned and looked down on Chen Hao before, looking at the graceful maid, wanted to say that he was the one who recited the poem, and had a wonderful encounter.

However, there are too many bystanders.

He could not pretend to be someone else, but the poet had already turned his horse and walked out a long way away.

"I had known that I suddenly wanted to visit the lake, but I didn't prepare a masterpiece. What a pity! What a pity!" The young man fisted his right palm with his left palm as he spoke, looking quite regretful.

"Sir, the people on the boat are calling you!"

"Young master, wait a minute!"

"Don't go!"

Some troublemakers shouted at Chen Hao's back.

How could Chen Hao not know that the two women on the boat were calling him. They had arrived in the Holy Capital. One more thing to do than one less thing to do.

Furthermore, in his opinion, leaving behind a good piece of music and leaving it in a free and easy manner showed a more manly character.

What a wonderful encounter.

The favor of a beautiful woman.

If you miss it, you miss it.

His life has long been lacking in these two things.

On the boat.

The two maids who were leaning on the railing and shouting noticed Chen Hao, who was wearing a white robe and riding a white horse and being pointed at and moving away.

Chen Hao left.

The two maids had no choice but to return to the cabin and salute the woman wearing a white veil sitting on the brocade couch.

One of the maids said: "Your Highness, the man chanting poetry on the shore left. We called him, but he did not look back."

"gone……"

The woman frowned, feeling surprised.

Another maid said: "Your Highness, the poet, is wearing a white robe and riding a white horse, with a silver crown on his head. His back and temperament... look like a handsome young man."

Pleasant son.

These four words did not touch the veiled woman.

She had seen too many men with outstanding looks, but this was the first time she was ignored by a man, who said tepidly: "Find him!"

The two maids saw that their master was a little unhappy, so they responded with trepidation.

Chen Hao rode for more than ten miles and passed through many market towns that were larger than the county towns of Qingzhou, Ganzhou.

Perhaps because it is safe enough to be located in the most beautiful place in Daxia, these large and bustling market towns have not built high walls.

"There are millions of people living outside the Holy Capital City alone. There should be many such towns. They are more prosperous than ordinary county towns. If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine."

Tang Xian couldn't help but sigh again.

Chen Hao recalled that everything he had experienced over the past month was relatively stable, "It is not easy for a dynasty that has stood for thousands of years to have such a scene."

Tang Xiandao: "What the young master said is absolutely true. Before the Great Xia Dynasty, the Dafeng Dynasty could not suppress internal and external troubles and collapsed in less than a thousand years."

Dafeng Dynasty.

Chen Hao heard people around him talk about it several times, but he didn't get to the bottom of it.

Summer.

As soon as he knew a little about it, he didn't bother to delve into the previous dynasty.

"Dafeng was killed by force. It can be said that he lost everything with one careless move." Tang Xian said casually, arousing Chen Hao's interest.

"Forced death?"

Chen Hao turned to look at Tang Xian.

"Thousands of years ago, the eight aristocratic families that were getting stronger made the Dafeng royal family uneasy. The last emperor of Dafeng tried to weaken the eight aristocratic families, but ended up forcing the eight aristocratic families to rebel. The blood wolf clan took the opportunity to jointly attack Dafeng. Internal and external troubles suddenly arose, and the situation became dramatic. deterioration."

Tang Xian shook his head, obviously disgusted with the methods of the last emperor of Dafeng, and said: "Fortunately, a genius and a powerful man emerged from the eight great families. He not only destroyed the Dafeng dynasty, but also took back the blood wolf clan. The captured land even severely injured the Queen of the Blood Clan, and it is said that the Queen is still sleeping in the blood pool of the ancestral land of the Blood Clan."

"Eight aristocratic families, seven powerful families..." An idea suddenly appeared in Chen Hao's mind.

Tang Xian smiled and said: "Young Master must have guessed that the eight aristocratic families of the previous dynasty are the royal family and the seven powerful families of this dynasty."

"A flowing dynasty, an iron-clad family."

Chen Hao felt this.

In ancient China, aristocratic families dominated power and wealth for a long time.

There are no poor people in the upper class, and there are no aristocratic families in the lower class.

Although Tang Xian disagreed with what Chen Hao said about the ironclad clan, he just smiled and did not refute.

"At present, the foundation and power of the seven gates are probably stronger than those a thousand years ago. Why..."

Chen Hao glanced at Tang Xian and then at Fan Sheng.

"My great ancestor, I got a chance in the wilderness when I was young. I created a unique technique, which can be called the strongest in the world. I am invincible in the world at the age of thirty-two. I made the God of War surrender. I defeated the Queen of the Blood Race at the age of thirty-five."

Fan Sheng's implication is that the royal family has the most powerful martial arts in the world and can suppress the seven great clans.

Chen Hao said: "Then why didn't Taizu destroy the blood clan and the wolf clan in one fell swoop?"

"The Great Xia has just begun. All wastes are waiting to be revitalized. They also need to recuperate. Sixty years later, Taizu will raise an army to destroy the blood clan and wolf clan..."

Tang Xian sighed.

Fan Sheng said: "Since Taizu, all the emperors of Great Xia have never lived to be a hundred years old. People speculate that this is related to the martial arts created by Taizu."

"You won't live to be a hundred years old."

Chen Hao was surprised.

This world is rich in spiritual energy. The lifespan of ordinary people exceeds a hundred years, and the lifespan of most warriors is between 150 and 200 years old.

The lifespan of emperors in the past dynasties was less than a hundred years old, which is incredible.

"Cultivating peerless skills is a prerequisite for a prince to inherit the throne. If he wants supreme power, he still needs to live for a hundred more years. Princes often choose the former."

Tang Xian was cautious and did not say everything he wanted to say.

After all, they are in official circles, and they can criticize the royal family at will, which may fall into the ears of interested people, and they may cause trouble.

There is nothing wrong with choosing to fight for power.

However, there are many princes in the past who chose the former. In their later years, they desperately longed for the latter, and would do anything to save their own lives, even to the point of harming nature.

"Most people will not give up their immediate interests because of a crisis fifty or sixty years from now, let alone their supreme power."

Chen Hao sighed.

He is above all living beings in another world, and he knows how tempting power is.

Tang Xian and Fan Sheng nodded in agreement with what Chen Hao said.

If a prince or even an emperor who practices peerless skills is afraid of death in his later years, will he try to become a vampire?

Chen Hao had a sudden thought, his heart trembled slightly, and he glanced at Tang Xian subconsciously.

Tang Xian guessed what Chen Hao was thinking about, and smiled before Chen Hao could say anything: "Sir, stretch out your hand."

Chen Hao stretched his right hand in front of Tang Xian.

Tang Xian wrote one word after another on the palm of Chen Hao's hand.

"For thousands of years, there has never been a traitor in the royal family." Chen Hao silently read the ten words Tang Xian wrote on his palm.

"Why?"

Chen Hao asked for more details.

Tang Xiandao: "I heard the garrison general say before that it is still related to the peerless technique created by Taizu."

"Oh……"

Chen Haoruo nodded with enlightenment.

A group of seven people walked for another incense stick, followed the official road and bypassed a forest, and the Shengjing City Wall appeared in the distance.