"Don't be rash!"
Zhang Boyi also noticed the abnormality, but he pulled Zhang Shang back and transmitted his voice, "It's not too late to take a look. pbx.m”
Zhang Shang suppressed his anger and sat down, but his mind was in a mess.
After hearing that the Crown Prince had invited Xie Tian to a banquet, he had a bad feeling. Therefore, he followed Zhang Boyi here, hoping to help Xie Tian at a critical moment.
But when he arrived, he realized that Xie Tian might be fine, but his other two brothers had become strangers!
"No, it can't be. Xu Mang and Chu Ming can't possibly not know me. They came looking for me four months ago …"
While Zhang Shang was lost in thought, Xu Mang and the others finally walked into the hall and knelt on one knee in front of Mister Feng.
"Soldiers of the Sixth Battalion of the Death Camp greet Mister Feng!"
When everyone in the hall saw this, their pupils suddenly shrank!
The Death Camp was the foundation of the Jin Dynasty, and they only obeyed the Emperor's orders. Even Mister Feng's current master, the Crown Prince Shen Feng, could only mobilize the last three battalions.
But what did the people in the hall see?
The elites of the Sixth Battalion of the Death Camp were performing the highest military salute of the Jin Dynasty to Mister Feng!
"How strange …"
Hong Ren gasped and looked at Xing Yan, who was not far away, only to find that the minister of the Divine Dynasty's Ministry of War also had a stunned expression on his face.
"Granny, what do you think?"
Zhang Boyi's voice rang in Granny Lonely Spirit's ears.
"Sigh …" The Lone Malevolent Granny sighed. There was a strange solemnity on her face as she spoke in a low voice, "I'm guessing that this might have something to do with Mister Feng's previous identity."
"Identity?" Zhang Boyi's eyes narrowed. "Three thousand years ago, Mister Feng was one of the four generals under Xie Wudi. Could it be that he … But that doesn't make sense …"
Before Xie Wudi turned into Dao, he had handed over the former Divine Halberd Guards to the Divine Halberd.
From then on, Xie Wudi lost control of the death camps.
Even Xie Wudi was like this, what right did Shen Feng, the King of Armies, have to make the six battalions behave this way?
The only possible explanation was suddenly overturned by Zhang Boyi, making the situation even more unfathomable. The doubts in everyone's hearts increased once more. pb.m
The crowd's bewilderment was seen by Mister Feng. As a result, the corner of his lips could not help but curl into an arc.
It was a smile that came from the bottom of his heart, because what he loved the most was to toy with people in the palm of his hand.
Even when Xie Wudi dominated the Nine States, he did not suppress this hobby. That was why he was the most special of the four generals.
What was special was that throughout his entire life, he had never fought a single battle under Xie Wudi's command.
As for the countless bones that helped him build up his reputation as the King of Armies, they all died because of his intelligence.
What was more terrifying was that very few people knew about this, to the extent that even the newly promoted Lu Xian, Zhang Boyi, did not know about it.
Only Grandmother Lonely Spirit was vaguely aware of this, which was why she guessed that the strange behavior of the geniuses in the death camps was related to Mister Feng's identity.
"If that's the case, then this Mister Feng is too terrifying …"
Grandmother Lonely Spirit frowned as she stared at Mister Feng, who was sitting on the main seat. Her heart was in turmoil.
In her eyes, killing people with schemes was not scary. What was scary was how did Mister Feng make the six battalions so obedient?
However, the most terrifying thought in her mind was overturned in the next moment.
Because Mister Feng had spoken.
"Everyone, please stop making wild guesses." The smiling Mister Feng uttered an earth-shattering statement.
"Not long ago, His Majesty has handed over the authority of the death camps to His Highness the Crown Prince. As for why the six battalions are saluting me, it's His Highness the Crown Prince's order."
The words were like a bolt of lightning striking everyone's head. Even Grandmother Lonely Spirit's body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment!
The death camps were the foundation of the Jin Dynasty. In a way, it was the embodiment of the Divine Emperor's authority!
If what Mister Feng said was true, that Shen Shao had handed over the authority of the death camps to Shen Feng, it meant that Crown Prince Shen Feng was now the Divine Emperor without the coronation ceremony!
"That's impossible!"
While the crowd was still in a state of panic, Xing Yan rose to his feet and refuted, "The position of the Divine Emperor changes every two hundred years. The day when the new Divine Emperor ascends to the throne is the day when the power of the death camps is transferred. There's no reason for it to be changed!"
The crowd regained their senses upon hearing this!
"That's right!"
"One of the steps of the coronation ceremony is to transfer the power of the death camps. It won't happen in advance!"
"Moreover, His Majesty is still alive. How could he do it without informing us?"
…
Mister Feng was still smiling even though he was being stared at by countless doubtful eyes. However, there was a hint of sarcasm in his smile that was difficult to be noticed by others.
Along with the sarcasm, he slowly stretched out his right hand.
There was an additional token in his hand.
The token was made of purple gold.
It was the highest level token in the death camps.
"The purple gold token!" Zhang Shang rose to his feet in shock. "Impossible! Only the Grand Commander of the second camp of the death camps is qualified to hold this token. How could it be in your hands?!"
Mister Feng looked around at the crowd who looked as if they had been struck by lightning and smiled pretentiously. "I'm sure everyone here knows how important the purple gold token is. Without the Divine Emperor's decree, I won't be able to get my hands on it."
The appearance of the purple gold token in the death camps' Erying Hall on Mount Erying immediately plunged into a dead silence.
Those who were not qualified to enter the hall at the foot of the mountain were also in a daze.
That was because Xie Tian had arrived.
But he didn't come alone.
Behind him was the crazy old man who had shaken the Nine Prefectures, as well as the Little Mountain King Baizhi of the millions of mountains.
On his right was Du Long, the son of Du Jiang, the Commander of the Jin Dynasty's Imperial Guards.
On his left was Princess Shen Ji, the most beloved princess of the Jin Dynasty's Emperor.
Princess Shen Ji's arrival was the reason why everyone was in a daze.
When they saw Shen Ji, whose face was covered by a red veil, a decree appeared in their minds.
This decree was the first one in the Jin Dynasty in the past three thousand years.
It was the first one because it was the first one in the Jin Dynasty to marry a Princess of the Shen Family in the past three thousand years.
"Fortunately, I didn't fail you!"
In front of the crowd, Du Long became silent again. Even so, he couldn't help but stare at Xie Tian.
He didn't expect that the favor Xie Tian asked him to do was to take Shen Ji out of the Shen Palace.
If he wasn't careful, his whole family would be wiped out!
"Thank you."
"Can't you be more sincere?" Seeing Xie Tian thanking him lightly, Du Long couldn't help but ask seriously.
Xie Tian glanced at the cold sweat on Du Long's forehead and said with a smile, "I told you, this trip will be smooth."
"Then I should thank you for your kind words. Humph."
Du Long rolled his eyes and went up the mountain alone. Xie Tian smiled and shook his head. He stopped the crowd from greeting him and looked at Shen Ji, "Your Highness, please."
"Xie Tian, why did you ask me to come here?"
Shen Ji raised her head and looked at the Hall of Two Heroes. Her innocent voice still had some lingering sadness.
Xie Tian didn't see Shen Ji's beauty and naivety. He only saw her sadness, so he said with a smile, "I invited Your Highness here to play."
Hearing the word "play", Shen Ji's eyes brightened. She asked with surprise, "What's so fun here?"
"I don't know …"
Xie Tian looked up at the Hall of Two Heroes. He seemed to see the sinister Shen Feng mentioned by Grandpa Feng, Luo Xiao who became arrogant because of his success, and even someone who was Silent, who was above the Hall of Two Heroes.
All of a sudden, he felt a strong sense of heroism.
"But I can guarantee that this place will be fun."
"That's great!"
Shen Ji, who had transformed into a butterfly, hurriedly jogged up the mountain with joyful steps.
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