The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 389 - 389: Meeting master yixu by chance (1)

“Then you guys came at the right time.”

“Our Crown Prince has attacked ten cities of Dongli and even slaughtered one.

They directly fought to the foot of Dongli Imperial City.”

“That beautiful princess knelt at the feet of the Crown Prince, but the Crown Prince did not even blink. After that, Your Highness entered the Dongli Palace alone. I don’t know what conditions you discussed when you came out, but you withdrew your troops. ”

“There are only three days left before the marriage of the princess of Dongli.

Aiya, I’m just here to watch the fun.”

“The princess from before had her eyes on the top of her head. She even has a haughty look on her face. When our Crown Prince wakes up, he will directly beat her down from the clouds. This is good, ha!”

When they entered the capital, everyone heard many rumors and was shocked.

“Your Highness has been reviled by people since birth, I didn’t expect that you would have a good reputation? This was really … It’s shocking.” Jiang Huaian hugged Lulu, his face full of surprise.

At this moment, everyone was sitting in the eatery and drinking the slightly bitter tea, but their hearts were filled with sweetness.

“Then what conditions did Your Highness negotiate with Dongli? He actually made His Highness withdraw his troops? What else in this world can catch Your Highness’s eyes?” Old master Wen was a little surprised as he asked the Hawker who was resting in the eatery.

The peddler glanced at the group of people mysteriously.

“You guys definitely don’t know,” he said slyly. This was a joke that was circulating on the streets. Just listen, don’t take it seriously.”

“They say that Your Highness went to great lengths to attack Dongli and fought all the way to the foot of Dongli Imperial City. The Emperor was so scared that he almost peed his pants and refused to retreat. The old Emperor sent people to ask for peace and offered countless conditions, including treasures and money that could shock the world, but His Highness did not agree. Only when I heard about the recipe for the delicacies that were passed down for dozens of generations in Dongli did I nod.”

“That’s why it’s rumored that Your Highness is sending troops for the sake of Dongli’s gourmet recipes. It’s one thing to do it for the Fang family and the great Zhou, but it’s rumored that the most powerful one is that prescription.” Everyone in the barren capital laughed out loud when they heard the rumor.

Old Mr. Wen laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

“You guys are really brainless.”

“Who is Your Highness? Could he beat the king of a country until he peed his pants for food? What a joke, he’s not a child.”

“These rumors can’t be trusted. Wasn’t there a big incident some time ago? The foreign countries that were killed for honeydew cried for their parents, and now, His Highness had conquered ten cities just for food. It’s getting more and more outrageous.”

“These are just rumors. Please take it as a joke,” the stall owner said with a flattering smile.

“It’s just a rumor from the streets, and we common people believe it. How can they be compared to the lively thoughts of the officials.”

City Lord yang saw that the stall owner’s words were full of flattery, so he asked his attendant to give him a few taels of silver.

After resting for half a day at the inn, he continued to rush back to the capital.

Along the way, they could see many bald young monks heading to the capital.

“Big brother, are the little monks going to watch the beautiful little princess get married?” The young Lulu pointed at the monk outside and asked.

The little Shami who happened to pass by almost fell to the ground.

Her face was shockingly red, and she hurriedly put her hands together and recited the Scriptures to calm her heart.

“Lulu, don’t be rude. This was master yixu’s Dharma gathering, which would be held after the new year. All the monks in the world have to enter the capital to listen to the Scriptures and debate the Dao.” Jiang Huaian put his palms together as he faced the outside.

The young monk quickly returned the greeting. The monk beside the young monk strode forward with a gentle expression on his face. His robe had been washed so much that it had turned white, but his entire body was filled with a sense of peace.

Everyone who saw him would call him an ascetic monk..