Lin Muyu took a sip of tea and said, "The commander of the Flying Mount Camp, Chu Huaiyi, is my elder brother. As long as I write a letter, he will not touch the Longdan Army Camp. Don't worry."
"That's great!" Fengxi smiled and said, "Madam, do you know who's backing the Blade Mercenary Corps and the Sacred Flame Mercenary Corps?"
"I do!"
Lin Muyu said faintly, "The commander of the Sacred Flame Mercenary Corps was originally a chiliarch of the God Might Battalion. He only joined the Sacred Flame Mercenary Corps after committing a crime. The Divine Marquis Zeng Yifan is undoubtedly the backing of this mercenary corps. As for the Blade Mercenary Corps, their weapons, rations, armors, and pay all come from the Imperial General's residence. This mercenary corps is probably Yu Wenxie's private army!"
"Since Madam knows …" Fengxi's expression was solemn, "Do we still want to fight?"
"Don't worry."
Lin Muyu leisurely leaned on the chair and said, "The empire's laws prohibit the cultivation of private armies. Both Yu Wenxie and Zeng Yifan are aware of this rule. Therefore, the empire's army will not easily participate in battles between mercenary corps. Of course, I used the Flying Mount Camp to help Dragon-rocky Mountain because I have the Dragon Talisman. Although Yu Wenxie is the Imperial General, he doesn't have any military power. There's no need to be afraid of him."
Fengxi nodded and said, "But what if Divine Marquis Zeng Yifan uses the God Might Battalion to help?"
"The God Might Battalion?"
Lin Muyu took a deep breath and said, "If Zeng Yifan really uses the God Might Battalion to attack the empire's registered mercenary corps, he will be breaking the law knowingly. Go all out and fight. As long as you can destroy the God Might Battalion, it's worth it even if the entire Longdan Army Camp is destroyed!"
Fengxi was stunned, "Madam, the Longdan Army Camp is your blood and sweat …"
"So what? The God Might Battalion will always be a disaster if they stay in Lanyan City. I have long wanted to remove this poisonous thorn, but I didn't have an excuse."
"That's good. I will do it immediately."
"Okay, go."
…
After Fengxi left, Lin Muyu still leaned back in her chair, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind. Lanyan City was the capital of the empire, and the collision between mercenary groups was also the fiercest among the twelve provinces. But after all, it was a duel between mercenary groups of more than 10,000 people, and this kind of battle was no different from a war. It was hard to say whether the officials of Yunzhong Commandery and Cangnan Province would regulate it.
Moreover, the empire didn't allow mercenary groups to develop freely. In fact, all the major mercenary groups had backers in the imperial court. This was also one of the main reasons why the founding emperor, Qin Yi, had formulated the Mercenary Strategy. Once the empire's rule was threatened, these registered mercenary groups could be incorporated into the empire's army at any time to strengthen the army.
Lin Muyu created the Longdan Army Camp just for this day. After all, as the emperor's godson, he was very famous, but the number of troops he had was pitifully small. The Eagle's Nest Battalion had 700 people at most, and the Divine Temple had less than 1,000 people. Compared to Feng Jixing, who had 30,000 imperial guards, and Chu Huaiying, who had 17,000 flying cavalry battalion, he was really inferior. But once the Longdan Army Camp was officially incorporated into the empire's army, Lin Muyu could only be the commander. When that time came, he would have 15,000 elite troops, and he would have the confidence to speak!
At this moment, the guard of the Divine Temple outside the door reported again, "Deacon Lin, the messenger from Ze Tian Palace is here!"
"Let him in!"
"Yes!"
An attendant of Ze Tian Palace pushed open the door and entered. He said respectfully, "Madam Lin Muyu, according to His Majesty's imperial edict, he invites you to Ze Tian Palace in the morning of the day after tomorrow to participate in the spring plowing ceremony."
"Okay, I got it. Thank you."
"Madam, you're too polite. I'll take my leave."
"I won't see you out."
…
At night, she brought Tang Xiaoxi to look for Chu Yao for a meal. This time, it was Tang Xiaoxi who was treating. On the other hand, Chu Yao and Tang Xiaoxi had finally become familiar with each other after meeting a few times. Moreover, Chu Yao and Lin Muyu addressed each other as brother and sister, which indeed made Tang Xiaoxi feel much more relaxed towards Chu Yao. She felt that this beauty, who was known as the number one beauty in the Spiritual Medicine Division, would no longer snatch her man away, so she became especially friendly with her.
Time passed quickly, and on the second day, Lin Muyu received a letter from Luo Yu. The Longdan Army Camp, the Tyrannical Blade Mercenary Corps and the Sacred Flame Mercenary Corps were about to engage in a battle on the plains southwest of the Dragon Seeking Forest.
This battle would determine who would be the King of Mercenaries in the Imperial Capital. It also meant that Lin Muyu's private army would challenge the Divine Marquis Residence and the Lord Protector's Residence's mercenaries. Whoever won would have more authority in the imperial court!
On the third day, the Spring Ploughing Festival.
Early in the morning, Lin Muyu got up early to wash up. The weather had also become warmer, and the flowers were fragrant and the weather had also become warmer. She was in a particularly good mood and even washed her hair. Her short hair glowed faintly under the sunlight. Looking at herself in the mirror, her hair had grown longer and looked a little non-mainstream. Although it was said that the women in the Imperial Capital liked handsome men with long hair, such as Feng Jixing, Chu Huaiyin, and the others who had their long hair tied up in a bun or braided into some nice-looking ends, Lin Muyu was not used to it. He was the only high-ranking general in Lanyan City who liked short hair.
"Deacon Ge Yang, can you help me cut my hair?" Lin Muyu smiled and said, "I'll be in good spirits."
Ge Yang smiled and nodded. "Alright, this old man is going to cut Yu's hair again …"
However, Ge Yang did not even use the scissors. He raised his finger lightly, and his fighting aura turned into a sharp blade. With a swoosh, he cut off the hair that had grown out of Lin Muyu's hair. His' knife technique 'was exceptionally sharp, and not long after, a new hairstyle was done. Although it was not neat, Lin Muyu was naturally handsome, and this made him look casual and unrestrained. He tucked the Divine Temple's silver helmet under his armpit and flipped onto his horse. He smiled and said, "Grandpa Ge Yang, I'm going to participate in the Spring Plowing Ceremony. You've also received the invitation, right? I'll wait for you at Ze Tian Palace!"
Ge Yang smiled lightly. "Alright, this old man will go later. Deacon Yu, you go first!"
…
Lin Muyu spurred his horse forward, and very soon, Qin Yan also followed. As the son of Prince Jining, he naturally had to participate. The journey was very lively, and the citizens of Lanyan City were decorated with lanterns and streamers. Qin Yan smiled and said, "Big Brother, the Sword Absorption Technique that you displayed last time … I still haven't mastered it. Tell me about it when there's a chance!"
"Mn, we'll talk about it when there's time."
"Alright, thank you very much, Big Brother. Heh …"
Qin Yan was still a martial arts fanatic as always. His obsession with martial arts caused his cultivation to be second only to Lin Muyu among the younger generation of the Divine Hall, and there were faint signs of him catching up. It was said that he was already about to break through to the first layer of the Heavenly Realm at any time. To have such a realm at such a young age, this was something that Lin Muyu, Feng Jixing, Qin Lei, and the others could not compare to.
Outside the Ze Tian Palace Hall, there was a sea of people praying for blessings. Just today, Qin Jin was going to hold the Spring Plowing Ceremony together with Her Highness Yin, praying for blessings for all the people in the world. The square was already about to be drowned by the sea of people. Lin Muyu, Qin Yan, and the others could only get off their horses and squeeze in step by step, leading their horses. Days like this, it was as if all the soldiers had lost their dignity and were joyful with the people.
After entering the outer city of the Ze Tian Palace Hall, Qin Yan's weapons and spatial pouch were all confiscated. The laws were strict, and only the Imperial Guards and commander-level officers had the right to bring weapons into the Ze Tian Palace Hall, so he could only do this.
After handing the warhorses to the servants, Lin Muyu brought Qin Yan into the palace. The palace was also filled with a sea of people, and those who were invited were either important officials in the imperial court, or the descendants of emperors, generals, and ministers.
Qin Jin sat on the throne, while Qin Yin stood at the side in a luxurious princess cloak. When she saw Lin Muyu from afar, she immediately walked down the steps and held his hand intimately, "Big Brother Yu, I heard that you've been annoyed to death by reading through files recently? Hehe, you can take advantage of this opportunity to have a good rest. Happy Spring Plowing Day, Big Brother Yu! "
Lin Muyu could not help but smile, "Happy Spring Plowing Day too, Xiao Yin!"
"Hmph, come with me quickly, let's pray for father."
"Alright!"
Qin Yin held his hand and walked up the steps. Lin Muyu bowed, and said, "Lin Muyu prays for father, may father live a long, healthy, and boundless life."
Qin Jin could not help but burst into laughter, "Good, good job … Yu!"
Lin Muyu nodded, not knowing what else to say that would be more appropriate. However, with a sweep of her gaze, she saw that the gazes of quite a few descendants of the aristocrats in the palace were already enough to kill. Qin Yin was the number one beauty of Lanyan City, and also the successor of her clan. Be it in terms of appearance or status, she was an existence that everyone revolved around. But now, this number one beauty of the empire was actually being so intimate with Lin Muyu. How could this not make those young aristocrats who saw Qin Yin as their dream lover not feel envy, jealousy, and hatred?
Fortunately, Qin Jin came to the rescue at this moment, saying, "Yu, the palace will only start in a while. You and Xiao Yin, follow father to the rear palace. I've stewed some lotus seed soup this morning, it has the effect of clearing the heart and soothing the qi. Come over and have a taste!"
"Yes, Father."
Lin Muyu respectfully followed the emperor and the princess into the rear palace, causing countless people's eyes to turn red. However, this was the privilege of being the emperor's godson. It seemed that Qin Jin was also intentionally or unintentionally telling everyone how highly he regarded this godson of the emperor, and not just giving him a simple title.
Lin Muyu could not see through Qin Jin. It was getting more and more difficult to see through him.
…
Qin Jin's culinary skills were well known throughout the world. The bowl of lotus seed soup he made was also very exquisite, and its aroma filled the air.
Lin Muyu sat down and respectfully took a sip. She smiled and said, "It's really sweet."
Qin Jin also smiled. "Then drink more."
"Yes, Father."
After drinking two full bowls, Lin Muyu was worried that she would not be able to hold in her pee during the spring plowing ceremony later … so she did not dare to continue drinking. She respectfully said, "Father, I'm full now …"
Qin Jin smiled and personally helped Lin Muyu clear away the bowls and chopsticks.
Qin Yin sat at the side and said with a light smile, "Big Brother Yu, is it because the matters in the Holy Temple are very complicated … I heard from Xiao Xi that you're so worried that your hair is about to turn white …"
"Haha, it's alright!"
"Oh, right." After Qin Jin handed the bowls and chopsticks to the attendant, he turned around and said with a smile, "Yu, I heard that you've raised a mercenary group called the Longdan Army Camp, and that they already have over ten thousand soldiers. Is that true?"
His gentle words sent a chill down Lin Muyu's spine.
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