At night, the sky was filled with stars.
The dazzling starlight shone straight down and landed on the ground. The tranquility and profoundness gave people a peaceful environment and soothed their souls. Under the vast and majestic starry sky, everyone's emotions would calm down.
This was because the night was the time to rest and recuperate.
However, there was a group of people who were not affected by the night and were filled with murderous intent.
Fifty miles to the east of Yujing City were rows of barracks and tall houses with fluttering marshal flags. Behind the barracks was a dense forest that was as dark as the mouth of a wild beast.
This was the barracks of the Godly Arms Battalion, the fifth battalion of the Imperial Guards in Yujing City.
If a Daoist who was good at Qi Divination had his soul out of his body and looked at the barracks from afar, he would see a huge amount of blood Qi above the barracks. It was so dense that it would cause even ghosts and gods to tremble in fear!
An army of ten thousand people trained day and night. Their minds were focused and there was only one thought in their minds, which was to "kill!" Such a huge amount of murderous intent and blood Qi was extremely terrifying.
The Imperial Guards in Yujing City had a total of five battalions. They were divided into the Dragon King Battalion, the Bright Tiger Battalion, the Golden Feather Battalion, the Iron Blood Battalion, and the Godly Arms Battalion.
Each battalion had over ten thousand people, which added up to an army of seventy to eighty thousand!
These five battalions were made up of elite soldiers and their experts were unfathomable. They represented the highest level of combat power in the Da Qian Dynasty! This force was enough to suppress any turmoil in the world and protect the heart of the Da Qian Dynasty, Yujing!
The Da Qian Dynasty was vast and had a radius of nearly ten million miles. From the south to the north, from the east to the west, it was so vast that even migratory birds could not fly over it. Such a vast territory had thousands of prefectures, forty-nine provinces, and a population of tens of millions. There were millions of troops, cavalry, infantry, and navy scattered all over the country! In the huge military system, there were many talented people. Among them, the troops guarding the borders were even more experienced. However, the combat power of the five battalions of the Imperial Guards was still the most outstanding.
Hong Xi, the eldest son of Marquis Wu Wen's first wife and heir to the Marquis title, was the commander of the Godly Arms Battalion of the Imperial Guards, and was a person with real power who held the important military power of the Jade Capital! With such a status, even Prince Wang Ye had to be polite to him. After all, if there were any disturbances in the future, with the army in his hands, he would be able to control life and death. Especially the military power of the Da Qian Central Authority.
At this moment, Hong Xi was dressed in embroidered robes. His hair was coiled up and a jade hairpin was inserted into his hair. He sat in the governor's manor in the center of the military camp and was leisurely reading a book on the art of war.
Beside him was a man dressed in heavy steel armor. He was motionless, and even his breathing could not be heard. This was obviously his bodyguard! There were eighteen of them!
To be able to stand straight while wearing heavy armor that weighed over a hundred kilograms, and to be able to breathe so softly, this was clearly an expert who had already reached the Xiantian Realm! Eighteen Xiantian Realm experts! They were Xiantian Masters who could catch birds with their bare hands, walk as fast as a galloping horse, and had immense strength.
Once one's martial arts entered the Xiantian Realm, one would be able to merge inside and outside. One would have copper skin, steel bones, and iron organs. Their movements would be as fast as lightning, and they would be able to catch eagles and rabbits in an instant.
If one trained to the peak Xiantian Realm, then one would be able to sense danger in an instant, and one wouldn't be afraid of any sneak attacks at all.
"Commander!"
Just at this moment, a report came from outside the governor's manor.
"Enter." Hong Xi put down the military book in his hand and his eyes flashed. Two young generals dressed in black walked in from the door and knelt down on one knee, "Great Commander, the Thirteen Cold-Blooded Eagles discovered Murong Yan's lair outside the capital. After they destroyed it in one fell swoop, they chased her into the Western Hills and disappeared without a trace. We went in to search, but only found a lot of ashes! It was obvious that the Cold Blood Thirteen Eagles were wiped out, and after they were killed, they were burned. "
"What?" Hong Xi's expression changed, and then he laughed coldly, "The Cold Blood Thirteen Eagles are all trash, so it is no big deal that they died. Now, there are Demon Immortals in the Jade Capital! Left and right! Eighteen Fire God Grand Protectors, Huo Yun, Huo Hun, and Huo Po, the three of you, step out! "
"Yes, Commander!"
A Xiantian expert in steel armor instantly stepped out. His speed was so fast that people didn't even know how he stepped out. It was as though he only moved for a moment before he stepped out.
"You guys bring people to investigate secretly. You must find out the truth about the Cold Blood Thirteen Eagles."
"Yes, Commander!"
Huo Yun, Huo Hun, and Huo Po bowed, and with a flash, they left the governor's manor, vanishing without a trace. Although they were dressed in steel armor, their agility and agility were something that even a civet cat couldn't compare to.
"Let's not talk about these thirteen trash. I told you guys to pay attention to Hong Yi. Did you guys pay attention?" Hong Xi asked again.
"Commander, ever since Hong Yi moved out of the manor, he has been staying in the Jade Capital Monastery. But yesterday, he went to Prince Yu's manor for a banquet. Prince Yu gifted him a manor in the Green Willow Village 70 miles away. He moved there overnight!" The two generals replied.
"What! Prince Yu gifted him a manor! "Hong Xi's expression changed. After a moment, he chuckled." Indeed, he's a wolf cub that can't be tamed. " After laughing, he picked up his brush and wrote a letter. "The two of you, send this letter to the Manor and personally hand it to the First Madam. Do you understand? Once this letter is delivered, the First Madam will naturally reward you! "
"Yes! Commander! "
After receiving the letter, the two generals walked out. Hong Xi picked up the military book in his hands, but his eyes weren't on the words. He only laughed coldly. "Bastard, you're still jumping around! Just you wait, I'll let you live happily for a few days. Do you think that you've found a strong backer? You're slowly walking down the road of death. If you knew your place and became a High Scholar, I might have let you off on account of our brotherhood. But now … you're courting death. Don't blame me. "
Marquis Wu Wen's Manor.
In the Langhuan Study, Hong Xuanji sat quietly in front of his desk. He didn't light up the lamp. Starlight shone in through the window, filling the room with mottled shadows, creating a mysterious atmosphere. This Grand Tutor of the Da Qian Dynasty, a Martial Saint, sat quietly, motionless. He didn't seem to be breathing, but his entire body seemed to be breathing along with the starlight.
"Wan 'er, come in. Did Xi 'er send you a letter about Hong Yi? " At this moment, Hong Xuanji suddenly opened his eyes. The mottled quiet room seemed to have been struck by lightning.
Madam Zhao walked in, holding a letter in her hand.
"Xuanji, look at this letter. Meng Bingyun's son has really made a name for himself now. He's actually relying on Prince Yu. Hehe, at such a young age, his mind is already so vicious. He wants to participate in the fight for the throne. He's really made a name for himself, really made a name for himself. Zhao Han is already dead. I've already asked him, and he's already leaked some information. I told this little b * stard about Meng Bingyun's matter, and this little b * stard actually endured it silently. Hehe, hehe, in less than half a day, he punished Zhao Han and sent him to prison. He befriended the princess and the imperial concubine! In less than a few months, he's relying on the prince! Xuanji, you've also underestimated your son. Does he want to confiscate our properties after Prince Yu ascends to the throne, or what? "
Madam Zhao threw the letter in her hand, which slid on the table, and cried out sharply.
"Prince Yu will not be able to ascend to the throne." Hong Xuanji said quietly, "The Crown Prince is the legitimate heir, the foundation of the country. If he gets rid of the old and replaces the young, there will be endless trouble in the future. Your Majesty knows this very well. Hong Yi wants to participate in the fight for the throne. That's not making a name for himself, it's just that he's out of his mind. Don't worry, I'll personally take care of him. You can leave now, I'm going to practice. "
"All these years, you've always been confident, and you've never made any mistakes. But this time, I'm not at ease. I keep feeling that something bad will happen. "Madam Zhao frowned," Alright, practice in peace. I won't disturb you anymore. "
"Meng Bingyun, does your son know the truth? That's not a big deal. " After Madam Zhao left, Hong Xuanji didn't look at Hong Xi's letter. He only spoke to the wall that didn't have a portrait.
…
"Hong Yi, it's only been half a month, and you already have such a big business? That's amazing. "
In Green Willow Manor, Murong Yan and her two warriors, Amon and Ajin, had already been brought in by Hong Yi. They were all sitting in the hall, drinking cup after cup of tea.
When Murong Yan came in, she also saw the atmosphere of Green Willow Manor. She secretly praised in her heart. She was a nobleman of Yun Meng. Regarding the management of property, she was more astute than anyone else.
"Hong Yi, you saved my life today. I will definitely remember it. Since you want me to repay your kindness, I have nothing else to say. What do you want? Money, or people? "
When Murong Yan spoke to the end, she suddenly stopped and her face blushed.
"Don't worry. Although Yun Meng has an unwritten custom that if a warrior saves a girl, he can ask the other party to repay him with their body, we Da Qian are a country of etiquette. I'm a dignified scholar, so I won't force you to repay me." Hong Yi's face didn't change at all. His tone was very calm, "Today, I invited you, Miss Murong, to my manor. Is it because I want to do some business with you? Although the treasure house in Yujing City is a silver merchant's business, I'm sure that Yun Meng's nobleman's dividends are secretly in it. "
"That's right. Although the treasure house is a silver merchant's business, when it was first established, it did have our Murong family's investment." Murong Yan raised her eyes. She was a woman of the grasslands, so she didn't have any etiquette taboos. She only smiled at Hong Yi's words.
Silver merchant was the general name for the merchants of the Da Qian's Yin Province. The Yin Province of the Da Qian Country produced large merchants. Not only did they have business all over the Da Qian Country, but their caravans also operated to Yuan Tu, Huo Luo, Shen Feng, Yun Meng, and even further places. Many countries used both land and sea routes to transport silk, porcelain, and other goods in exchange for a lot of gold and rare treasures.
In the Da Qian Country, the wealthiest people were not the noblemen and ministers, nor the aristocratic families, but the large merchants of the Yin Province.
It was said that these merchants of the Yin Province could not store any money in their family's storerooms. To prevent people from stealing, they melted gold and silver coins and cast them into large winter melons! They couldn't even move them.
"That's good. I wonder if Miss Murong is interested in betting on a treasure?" Hong Yi placed his hands on the chair.
"Betting on a treasure? What treasure? "Murong Yan looked at Hong Yi strangely.
"A treasure that can be used to bet on the succession of the Da Qian Country's throne in the future!" Hong Yi paused and raised his eyes to stare at Murong Yan. His gaze was fierce and piercing.
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