Chapter 213 (1/2)
”Your young master?”
Lu Ming was stunned.
Who will invite him? Is it the other cadets of Jiangxing temple?
Lu Ming frowns and wants to refuse.
The old man laughed and said, ”master Tianyun, you don't have to rush to refuse. My childe said that he is an old friend of yours.”
”Old friends?”
Lu Ming is more confused.
What old friends did he have in the imperial capital?
Suddenly, Lu Ming thought of a man, Huachi.
But he is now a face change, renamed Tianyun, how can it be Huachi.
Lu Ming is very curious.
”Well, I'll go with you!”
Lu Ming pondered for a moment and nodded.
”Please!”
The old man smiles.
Lu Ming and the old man leave the Jiangxing hall. At the gate of the hall, there is already a luxurious carriage waiting.
The horse of the carriage is not an ordinary horse, but a Jiaoma horse. It has a strong physique, a single horn on its head and scales all over the body.
Jiaoma is said to have the blood of Jiaolong. It can travel 100000 Li a day. It is a very precious mount.
But this carriage, actually has three Jiaoma horses to pull the cart.
The owner of the carriage was absolutely different.
On board the carriage, the coachman yelled, and the carriage rushed out like a whirlwind.
Lu Ming sat in the carriage, very stable, and did not feel bumpy at all.
And the old man sat opposite Lu Ming, saying nothing and keeping his eyes closed.
Soon the carriage stopped.
”Here we are, Mr. Tianyun, please!”
The old man opens his eyes and smiles.
Lu Ming nodded and stepped out of the carriage, but was shocked by the scenery in front of her.
They stayed in a wide square. There were many carriages in the square. Each carriage was very luxurious. Most of them were rare animals.
In front of the square, is a very magnificent building, the high wall stands, resplendent.
On the high wall and the gate, there are rows of soldiers in iron armour patrolling. Every sergeant has a strong breath.
”This is the palace!”
Lu Ming eyes light move, slightly surprised.
”Master Tianyun, please.”
The old man raised his hand.
”Who is your son?”
Lu Ming frowned again.
With a gentle smile, the old man said, ”I don't want to tell you the truth. My son is the eighth Prince's highness.”
”Eighth prince?”
Lu Ming was stunned. He never knew any eighth prince.
”Master Tianyun, please.”
The old man said again.
”Good!”
Lu Ming thought for a moment and then said.
No matter what he is or not, Lu Ming is not a coward.
Follow the old man, easily into the palace gate, toward the inside.
The palace is really too big, pavilions, countless, endless.
The guards in iron armour patrol back and forth and are heavily guarded.
Lu Ming also vaguely feels that there are many powerful breath in it, such as a sleeping real dragon. Once it breaks out, it will be extremely terrifying.
Lu Ming's heart a Lin, it seems that the royal family is not as weak as the legend, still has a strong strength, can not be underestimated.
Follow the old man, around around, do not know how far, came to a courtyard.