Li Miaozhen knew that this Third Senior Brother was obsessed with imitating Xu Qi'an. According to him, Xu Qi'an was the master of Show Divinity, and every time, Xu Qi'an would be one step ahead of him and steal his opportunities.
It was not that Yang Qianhuan was wrongly accusing Xu Qi'an. He had his reasons. For example, during the Buddhist duel, the Supervisor deliberately locked him in the Stargazing Tower, and then pushed Xu Qi'an out to represent the Celestial Commissioner in the duel.
Another example was the duel between Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen, and Yang Qianhuan was "coincidentally" locked in the Stargazing Tower.
If he knew what Xu Ningyan had done, he would be so envious that he would beat his chest and stamp his feet … Li Miaozhen did not intend to tell him now. At least, she had to wait until Xu Qi 'an's injury was stabilized.
Therefore, she stopped smiling, cupped her fists, and said sincerely, "Senior Brother Yang, please take care of Xu Qi'an."
Yang Qianhuan nodded. He was very satisfied with Tenzō Shōnin's pleading attitude.
Yang Qianhuan immediately took out bottles and jars, as well as needles and thread from her storage pouch. Then, she pried open Xu Qi 'an's mouth and popped the cork off the porcelain bottles. She then stuffed four or five porcelain bottles into Xu Qi' an's mouth.
The method was rough. After a few times, the unconscious Xu Qi'an's face turned purple, and he looked like he was suffocating.
"What are you doing?" Li Miaozhen raised her eyebrows.
"He is seriously injured, and we need strong medicine!"
Yang Qianhuan explained righteously. He patted Xu Qi'an's jaw, and made him swallow the medicine.
Is this what you mean by strong medicine? Are you sure you are not taking revenge? Flying Swallow Heroine squinted at him.
After using the medicine, Yang Qianhuan stitched up his wound, and barely stopped the bleeding. Then he said,
"I can only stabilize his injuries. If you want to save him, you'll have to do it yourself."
"Even you can't do it?" Li Miaozhen was shocked.
In her opinion, Yang Qianhuan was the leader of the Celestial Commissioner. Apart from the Supervisor, Li Miaozhen had never seen a Celestial Commissioner with a higher rank than Yang Qianhuan.
Yang Qianhuan was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "This kid was courting death. It has nothing to do with my ability."
Li Miaozhen's words, in the eyes of Senior Brother Yang, who said, "If the heavens didn't give birth to me, Yang Qianhuan, Daibun would be like eternal night," is a blatant provocation.
He paused for a moment before continuing.
"He's definitely using the Confucian School's Command Law. Heh, he doesn't have the Righteous Energy to protect his body, yet he dares to use the Confucian School's magic. Looking at the terrible injuries on his body, what did he use the Confucian School's magic in exchange for? "
Li Miaozhen pondered for a long time before saying, "Perhaps it has something to do with his combat strength and condition."
"Forcefully increasing his combat strength … He's really not afraid of death." Yang Qianhuan clicked his tongue.
"Not even the Fourth Stage of the Confucian School dares to do this."
"Is that so?" Li Miaozhen asked.
"Of course!"
Yang Qianhuan curled his lips.
"The Fourth Stage of the Yunlu Academy usually only dares to say things like 'pants drop' or 'retreat a hundred miles' when they fight. These are very effective, but they don't cause too much damage."
"That's because there's a limit to how much the Righteous Energy can counteract. Otherwise, wouldn't the Confucian School be invincible?"
Li Miaozhen said, "Weren't the Confucian School invincible during their heyday?"
Yang Qianhuan didn't want to talk to this woman anymore. He coughed and said, "After he absorbs the medicine and relieves his pain, we'll bring him back. Heh, don't underestimate the pain. He might die from it. "
He strode outside. "I'm going out for a walk."
Master Yang Qianhuan of the Celestial Commissioner was here. How could he hide his achievements and fame? He definitely had to go out and show his divinity in front of everyone.
"Creak …"
He opened the gate of the barbican and appeared in front of the guards outside.
The guards were at a loss when they saw a man in white suddenly appear.
Yang Qianhuan's gaze, hidden under the curtain hat, slowly swept across the confused faces. His tone was calm, revealing the calmness of an otherworldly master.
He announced, "I'm the Celestial Commissioner Yang Qianhuan, the third disciple of the Supervisor."
The Warlock of the Celestial Commissioner … the third disciple of the Supervisor …
After a brief silence, the guards outside the barbican suddenly burst into loud cheers.
Huh, why are they so welcoming? This, this doesn't make sense … No, this is very reasonable! Yang Qianhuan couldn't help but straighten his back. Then, he turned around and stubbornly pointed the back of his head at the crowd.
Although the back of his head was hidden under the curtain hat.
At this time, he heard a soldier in the distance ask in the noisy cheers, "What's the situation? What's wrong with you guys?"
A soldier answered, "That person is the Warlock of the Celestial Commissioner, the third disciple of the Supervisor."
"What? That's great, that's great … "
"Yes, yes, Xu Yinluo can be saved. Xu Yinluo can finally be saved."
Some people cried tears of joy.
As the people of Daibun, who didn't know that the Warlock of the Celestial Commissioner could bring the dead back to life?
The reason why they cheered was that Xu Qi 'an could be saved, not me?!
Yang Qianhuan's heart sank when he heard this. With his back still facing the crowd, he raised his hand and pressed down.
Seeing his hand gesture, the soldiers gradually quieted down.
Yang Qianhuan said in a deep voice, "Xu Qi 'an, what did he do this time?"
He knew that Xu Qi 'an had a high reputation in Daibun (he had stolen Yang Qianhuan's Fated Chance), but even if this group of soldiers who only recognized military achievements revered Xu Yinluo, the scene in front of them was still too exaggerated.
He had a bad feeling about this.
"Xu Yinluo is extremely righteous. In order to reduce the pressure on us, he went into the formation alone," a soldier said.
Heh, he's just like how he killed the High Duke at the market. He still knows how to win people's hearts! Yang Qianhuan commented. He didn't envy Xu Qi 'an at all. He acted as if he had already seen through Xu Qi' an.
"Xu Yinluo single-handedly defeated the enemy twice and killed nearly ten thousand people."
"Killed ten thousand people and defeated the enemy twice …" Yang Qianhuan gradually froze as he listened, and his eyes slowly lost focus.
"Xu Yinluo killed the Fiery King Nurhega with his own strength in the midst of tens of thousands of enemies."
"Xu Yinluo is invincible."
"I only want to follow Xu Yinluo for the rest of my life."
As they spoke, the soldiers cheered loudly, their eyes red.
Yang Qianhuan silently closed the gate of the barbican.
Li Miaozhen heard the sound of the door closing and came out to take a look. She saw Yang Qianhuan leaning against the door and slowly sliding to the ground, his hat was crooked …
"Are you okay?"
Li Miaozhen's face was saying "I'm a professionally trained Holy Maiden, no matter how funny it is, I won't laugh".
"I was wrong. I had underestimated Xu Qi 'an. I had thought that killing the High Duke at the market was the pinnacle of his life. I had not thought that he would go even further this time, and even more ….."
She was so upset she couldn't speak.
"He was obviously afraid that I would steal his limelight and purposely came all the way to the border to avoid me. What a despicable and shameless person ….. Defeated the enemy twice, killed nearly ten thousand of them, and took the head of the enemy's general in the midst of tens of thousands of soldiers. Why didn't he, Xu Qi 'an, ride the wind and soar to the top?"
Her voice was trembling with envy.
Li Miaozhen almost covered her face with her hands and squealed like a pig.
After cursing for a while, Yang Qianhuan's eyes burned with a burning will to fight: "Please tell me, where is the Fire Country's capital?"
Li Miaozhen pursed her lips, suppressing her laughter: "You want to go to the Fire Country? But Xu Qi 'an defeated the enemy in front of more than ten thousand soldiers. What's the use of going to the Fire Country alone? "
"What about the Witchcraft Cult's main altar?"
"That place has been conquered by Wei Yuan."
"….. Do I still have a chance?"
"None."
Li Miaozhen mercilessly dispelled his thoughts and said: "Xu Qi 'an seems to be in a much better condition. Let's go back to the capital and get the Supervisor to save him."
From within the veil hat, came Yang Qianhuan's hopeless and tired reply:
"There's no saving him, just wait for death!"
…..
Zhang Kaitai was awoken by the cheers in the army camp and leapt up the city walls. When he heard the news of Yang Qianhuan's arrival, he was overjoyed as he entered the barbican.
"Where's Yang Qianhuan?"
He looked left and right but didn't see anyone.
Li Miaozhen pointed to a corner and Zhang Kaitai looked over. Yang Qianhuan was squatting in the corner with his back facing them, quiet like a decoration.
"What's wrong with him?" Zhang Kaitai asked telepathically.
"He just found out about Xu Qi 'an." Li Miaozhen replied telepathically.
When Zhang Kaitai looked at Yang Qianhuan's back again, his eyes were filled with pity.
"I will arrange for my deputy general to follow you back to the capital and report what happened here to the imperial court. Even if it was an eight hundred mile journey, it would still take a few days to reach the capital.
"Although the Yan and Kang Kingdoms' allied forces have retreated and suffered heavy losses, we can't let our guard down. They might make a comeback at any time. I hope the imperial court can make arrangements soon. "
Zhang Kaitai said.
Moreover, the soldiers who died in the battle had to be reported to the imperial court as well as Xu Qi 'an's achievement of blocking eighty thousand enemies alone.
Li Miaozhen nodded: "Alright."
…..
Early in the morning, the cabinet.
In the meeting hall, Grand Secretary Wang Zhenwen held a steaming cup of nourishing tea and listened to the intense discussions of the scholars.
"What does His Majesty mean? Why hasn't he expressed his opinion after two days of discussion?" Zhao Tingfang, the Grand Secretary of the Eastern Pavilion, frowned.
For two consecutive days, the court meetings were discussing how to deal with the aftermath. However, regarding the nature of this battle and the possible retaliation of the Witchcraft Cult, the Yuanjing Emperor displayed an extremely negative attitude.
He talked about a lot of trivial matters and didn't mention anything serious. No matter how the officials remonstrated, he ignored them. The Minister of State had been jumping up and down for the past two days. Yesterday, he had written a memorial to the throne and today, he had reprimanded the Yuanjing Emperor in the hall.
Then, he had been dragged out to be flogged.
"His Majesty doesn't seem to be willing to give Duke Wei a posthumous name. As for the transfer of troops from the three prefectures in the northeast … "
At this point, Qian Qingshu, the Grand Secretary of the Martial Heroic Hall, paused and didn't continue.
If it had been anyone else, such an action would have been branded as treason and treason.
However, His Majesty was the ruler of a country, so it was naturally impossible. It could only be said that he had been muddle-headed recently.
Tock, tock!
Wang Shoufu knocked on the table. When the Grand Secretaries looked over, he exhaled and said in a low and gentle voice,
"After lunch, I'll go to the Stargazing Tower and see the Supervisor."
His sense of smell was sharper than others. Since Wei Yuan died in battle, Wang Zhenwen had reviewed this matter according to the information he had received.
He realized that this matter didn't only involve the two countries, but also the secrets of the top grade. The latter was a field that civil officials like them couldn't get involved in.
However, the Supervisor definitely knew.
The Grand Secretaries nodded slowly. Chen Qi, the Grand Secretary of the Jianji Hall, said in a low voice, "We might as well ask the Supervisor to suppress His Majesty."
If these words were spread out, it would become a reason for his political enemies to attack him. He might not even be able to keep his position as a Grand Secretary. However, he still said it, hoping that the Yuanjing Emperor could quickly make a decision.
It could be seen how tense the situation was.
At this moment, a Cabinet official came to the door of the meeting hall and reported, "Sirs, a man who claims to be Zhang Kaitai's deputy requests an audience. He wants to see the Prime Minister."
"Zhang Kaitai's deputy? What is he doing in the Cabinet instead of the Ministry of War?" Qian Qingshu frowned.
Zhao Tingfang, the Grand Secretary of the Eastern Pavilion, said, "Perhaps he has been to the Ministry of War and has another important matter to request an audience with the Prime Minister?"
Wang Zhenwen thought for a moment and said, "Let him in."
The Cabinet official retreated. After a short while, he led in a dusty middle-aged general whose armor was covered with saber marks and bloodstains.
How … how did he enter the Imperial City dressed like this?
The Grand Secretaries were shocked.
"I am Li Yi, Commander Zhang's deputy. Greetings, sirs." Li Yi cupped his hands.
Wang Shoufu nodded and asked, "Why did you come back instead of staying in the border army? When did you come back? "
Li Yi replied, "I was still at Xiang Zhou's Jade Sun Pass yesterday. I just returned to the capital city this morning. Celestial Commissioner Yang Qianhuan brought me back."
The Grand Secretaries looked at one another in dismay, their faces full of doubt. Wang Shoufu asked, "Is the urgent news from eight hundred miles true?"
Li Yi's face darkened and he nodded.
In an instant, the last hope in Wang Shoufu's eyes dissipated. He was silent for a long time before saying, "Why did you seek an audience with me?"
Li Yi said, "The day before yesterday, the allied army of Yan and Kang Empires attacked Jade Sun Pass with eighty thousand men."
"What?!"
The Grand Secretaries were astonished.
The hand Wang Shoufu used to hold the teacup trembled and the scalding tea splashed on the back of his hand, but he didn't notice it at all.
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