"Haha! I'm out! Your Majesty, I'm in action! Even the Jia family cloud flag has been born!"

In the Daming Palace, in Zichen's study, Mr. Wu was rarely excited in the wheelchair and patted the arm of the wheelchair and said loudly.

Emperor Longzheng was also excited and flushed in his face. He looked at Mr. Wu and said, "Thanks to Mr. Wu's plan, thanks to Mr. Wu's plan! If he can achieve great things this time, Mr. Wang will be the first to be successful!"

Mr. Wu shook his head with some reservations and smiled: "How dare I greedy for the achievements of heaven for myself? But Your Majesty, it is not the time to be happy now, so I need to add another firepower."

Emperor Longzheng's eyes lit up and he said, "Why should sir?"

Mr. Wu smiled unpredictably and whispered: "Why don't your Majesty send me..."

...

Dragon Shou Palace, Heartwarming Pavilion.

Ying Xuan's pen paused, frowned, looked at the person below, and said, "What did you say?"

Ying Li, who was beside Ying Xuan, also looked at the person below with a look of surprise.

Standing below was a man in blue clothes. He could not tell that his real age was only about twenty years old, but his temples seemed to be gray and looked quite bright.

There are only a handful of people who can meet in private and stand back to the first person in the world and the first person in the future.

Of course, although this person is qualified to stand, his face is still very humble.

After hearing Ying Xuan's question, he bowed and said, "Report to the Supreme Emperor, Ningguo Mansion has inherited the first-class viscount, and at this moment, he led more than 30 personal soldiers to fight out the Jia family's black cloud flag and was heading towards the East City."

Ying Xuan frowned again, looked at Ying Li on the side, and said, "Didn't you say that he can only stand up hard?"

Ying Li's face was solemn, nodding and said, "That's right, in the morning, he even struggled to stand and had to use crutches. Although he got better later, his face was still ugly."

Ying Xuan turned his attention to the people below again.

The person below quickly said: "The Supreme Emperor, according to what the servant saw, Jia Huan's body did have a big problem. Although he was riding a fast horse, his face was pale and his body was not stable. If someone was not protected by someone around him at any time, he would probably fall from the horse."

Ying Xuan frowned even more and more, and said, "Then what did he do?"

The person below hesitated and said, "Before, King Zhongshun Changshi went to Rongguo Mansion, and then Jia Zheng beat his legitimate son half to death. Jia Zheng himself was so angry that he vomited blood. The servant thought that it might be related to this."

After hearing this, Ying Xuan looked dull and said indifferently: "Old Fourteenth Chief Secretary, dare to go to Rongguo Mansion? What did he do?"

The man below bowed his waist and his voice became more humble, saying, "Jia Zheng's legitimate son had a close relationship with a young Dan who was favored by King Zhongshun. At noon today, Qi Guan invited Jia Zheng's legitimate son to drink, and later Qi Guan disappeared.

King Zhongshun went to ask for people, and seemed to have said some words that insulted the Jia family."

"Oh."

Ying Xuan laughed softly, and the laughter was filled with extreme sarcasm.

Ying Li on the side changed his face and looked a little ugly.

Ying Xuan looked at Ying Li, and after seeing the ugly look on his face, he laughed and said, "Did you see it? This is the method of the demon master beside your father."

Ying Li twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head, silent, speechless.

Ying Xuan said again: "Only your father, you will regard him as Yao Guangxiao. But you don't know that he is just Wu Yong who can't get on the table at most."

Ying Li bowed and said, "Emperor, do you mean, Guan Qi is... my father's person?"

Ying Xuan did not answer when he heard this, but looked outside the palace and shook his head, "It's still too young and impulsive, and he has a hot temperament. I don't know who he looks like...

Forget it, Winning History. Since you want to know, let Qinglong accompany you to see it.

Before my body was clear, I knew it was nonsense.

deliver an imperial order……"

...

In the hero's house, Niu Ben, Wen Bo, Qin Feng and others were wearing only single shirts on their upper bodies, and they were all wet with sweat and were swirled by steam.

While drinking heavily, the three of them were enjoying the competition on the ring set up in the middle of the restaurant.

The ring was surrounded by heavy wine tables carved from granite stones, which were also rough and tight.

There were no variety and exquisite dishes on the table, only large pieces of meat and a coarse wine jar.

The people sitting next to the table were mostly like Niu Ben, Wen Bo and others. The 16 or 17-year-olds were only twenty years older, and they were all wearing single clothes, and some of them were simply naked.

These people basically included most of the followers of the Wu Xun Generals in the Shenjing City.

Unlike Donglaishun, where you can get seats with money, the lowest bottom line in a hero’s village is the warrior.

There is another one. Although there is no explicit regulation, it is basically considered an unspoken rule, that is, they are basically all from martial arts and nobles, or generals.

Everyone was watching the two teenagers on the stage fighting wonderfully and fiercely, and even gradually saw blood.

A group of young and energetic young men often punched the table with a "bang" and shouted loudly, wishing they could go on stage to replace them.

I was excited to see it again, so I grabbed the strong wine on the table and dries it. I felt like a ball of fire was burning from my throat. I roared again, so I was so unhappy!

This place is almost becoming a paradise for Wuxun’s disciples.

The adults were not at first relieved and came to visit from time to time.

After seeing them, they no longer restrained them.

If it weren't for the age limit, they would have wanted me to talk about the teenager and go on stage to have a try...

Niu Ben and others were watching the wonderful things, and they couldn't help but observe the martial arts of each family. Suddenly, the Niu family ran over and said a few words in Niu Ben's ear. Niu Ben suddenly stood up, his eyes widened and shouted, "Take it serious?"

The general of the family also had a calm face and nodded, "It's spread now."

"What a thief!"

"Bang!"

Niu Ben smashed the wine jar in his hand to the ground, making a loud noise.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Feng and Wen Bo asked frowned.

Niu Ben grabbed the clothes he placed next to him and said to the two: "Go away quickly, something happened to Brother Huan, and there is no time to explain."

Qin Feng and Wen Bo both changed their expressions when they heard this, and they didn't say much. They grabbed their clothes together, jumped up several times, and left.

When the others in the hero village saw their behavior, they were surprised, wondering why these top yamen were happy again.

But looking at the expressions on their faces, I am afraid that it will not be a good thing.

And near the ring and on the tables facing Niu Ben and others, a teenager narrowed his eyes and looked at Niu Ben and others' backs, frowned.

"Brother Chong, I'm afraid something happened again."

The handsome boy sitting next to the tiger-headed boy, with red lips and white teeth, shook a folding fan and said with a smile.

As he was speaking, a man dressed as a general ran over and said to the tiger-headed boy: "Uncle, Jia Huan, the king of Ning, just now, took up the Jia family's black cloud flag, led more than 30 personal soldiers, and headed towards the east gate."

"Wow!"

All the boys who heard it stood up and looked at the general in disbelief.

The young man with a head and a brain is the old rival of Jia Huan and others, Fang Chong, the son of Fang Nantian, the Marquis of Yiwu.

However, although the Duke of Yiwu vaguely favored King Zhongshun, and because he was not a nobleman from the Rongguo system, he was not too confused among the Wuxun generals.

But after all, everyone is in a noble system, and both sides are not like the Jia family camp and the Zhongshun King camp, and they just openly tear their faces apart.

During the holidays on weekdays, the Jia family and the Fang family even gave each other a gift.

Therefore, Jia Huan, Fang Chong and others were also in contact.

After hearing the words of the family general, Fang Chong also picked up the clothes he put on, put them on, and said to everyone behind him: "Let's go and have a look together, no, this is also a testimony. The Jia family's Black Cloud Flag, hey!"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out, and everyone behind him followed.

But he also has his own temperament.

...

After a rushing march, one and a half hours later, Jia Huan and others came out of Yanxingmen in the East City. After getting on the official road, they started to whip up their horses. After two incense sticks, they rushed to a place called Zitan Castle.

From a distance, I saw dozens of people staying in front of the village gate, with a large array of situations.

But judging from the appearance, I was ready to return to the city. There were two sedan chairs in the team, one was a green warm sedan chair, and the other was a pink sedan chair...

Moreover, the atmosphere was peaceful.

Jia Huan and others gradually slowed down their pace, and the personal soldiers gradually dispersed from the vertical direction, surrounded them, and Jia Huan was in the middle.

In the opposite team, King Changshi Zhongshun changed his color after seeing Jia Huan's arrival. When he saw the black cloud flag behind him, his face instantly lost its blood color, and his fat body even began to tremble...

Jia Huan and others drove the horses and stepped forward step by step. The personal soldiers unleashed the reins and untied the bow and arrow from behind...

The cold sweat on the faces of everyone in the Zhongshun Palace began to flow down, and even their own heartbeat could be heard.

Wang Changshi felt that he could no longer remain silent, so he forced out a humble smile and smiled apologized: "Oh, isn't this Jia Jue Jue? Our family was still regretful before. He didn't see Jue Jue Jue Jue after going to the mansion. He decided to come to the door in person later to thank Mr. Zheng for his advice. Mr. Zheng, you are..."

Jia Huan did not speak, and the horse's hooves did not stop.

Wang Changshi took a step back, his voice changed, and he said, "Sir, you...you want...don't...you don't do it yet!"

As he suddenly changed again, after a loud shout, a gray figure behind him suddenly appeared, and Li Xian's sharp arrow shot towards Jia Huan like a sharp arrow.

Everyone was shocked to see this, and Timur and others took the bow and arrow, but couldn't aim at the fast shadow.

Seeing that the gray shadow was close to Jia Huan, the blue light from the dagger in the hand of the gray shadow was almost stabbing Jia Huan in the sun. Just as Wang Changshi was ecstatic, a figure floated behind Jia Huan, and then came first, and a palm was printed on the gray shadow.

The unstoppable and strange gray shadow flew backwards like a piece of ragged rag under this palm.

He didn't even react, and he fell to the ground like a piece of dead meat, leaving no sound.

Jia Huan glanced at the old Meng, the three Mengshu who attacked him yesterday.

A dignified ninth-grade master is said to be almost entering the realm of Wuzong.

But this step was like an endless abyss blocking him, allowing him to have no chance to react and escape under the full strength of Wuzong.

Lost!

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Chapter completed!