On a long cold night, while the Jinyi Hou Mansion was celebrating Qining's victory as the leader, a mansion in the east corner of Jianye Capital was extremely deserted.
This house is not big, but it has all kinds of pavilions and pavilions.
Mr. Jiang was once the richest man in the East China Sea. His family was as rich as anyone in the country. It was easy to buy a house in the capital.
The wind was blowing coldly and the night was bleak. In a room in the east courtyard of the house, Jiang Suiyun had put on clean and soft clothes and was sitting at the table. Looking at the bronze mirror placed on the table, he looked at himself half-unconscious. The swelling on his face was reduced, and his eyes were cold and terrifying, like cold knives.
There are not many people in this house, and the only few servants he brought here from the East China Sea.
The deserted mansion seemed lonely and desolate.
His originally handsome face was really ugly now. Not only was one side of his face swollen, but the swollen face was also clotted and red, making it look quite scary.
Suddenly, Jiang Suiyun punched the table with a bang, and the bronze mirror on the table was knocked over. Jiang Suiyun stood up suddenly, walked to the window, opened the window, and a gust of cold wind came in. Jiang Suiyun said sharply: "Come here!"
In an instant, a person was hanging from the eaves. The man's feet were hooked on the eaves, but his upper body was hanging down. He said respectfully: "Young Master!"
"Kill Qining!" Jiang Suiyun clenched his fist and said, "Within three days, I want to see his head and body separated. No matter what method is used, his head will be delivered to me in three days."
"Yes!" The man hanging under the eaves agreed and turned up to the roof. Jiang Suiyun sneered and was about to turn around when he heard a "bang" outside the window. He was startled and turned around, only to see The man who had just fallen on the roof actually fell from the roof and landed on the ground. He struggled twice and then stopped moving.
Jiang Suiyun's expression changed greatly, but he was frightened but not confused. He turned around and took a knife hanging on the wall in his hand. He pulled the knife out of its sheath and said in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
He stared out the window with his eyes fixed on his face, his expression stern.
Suddenly I heard a deep voice coming from behind: "You would send such a person to assassinate Marquis Jinyi?"
Jiang Suiyun's expression changed suddenly, and he already felt a strong wind coming from behind him. Without saying a word, he turned around and struck out with a sword. The sword flashed sharply, and a ghostly figure flashed behind him. Jiang Suiyun was about to pursue him with the sword. , but felt a sharp pain on his back, as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and his bones even felt like they were broken.
The hand holding the knife suddenly lost strength, and the sword movement could not continue. However, the man did not take action again. When Jiang Suiyun turned around, he saw a figure standing by the window with his hands behind his back, dressed in gray. She was wearing a robe, her hair was not combed into a bun, and her long hair was draped over her shoulders. The cold wind blowing outside the window caused her long hair to flutter.
Jiang Suiyun took one look and was shocked. He actually dropped the knife in his hand, knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Master... Master!"
The man didn't look back and said calmly: "After teaching you for so many years, you don't seem to have made any progress. More importantly, you seem to have forgotten the original intention of coming to build Yejing."
"Master, disciple...!" Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Suiyun's forehead.
"He who doesn't plan for a whole life can't plan for a moment." The man's voice was unusually calm, and you couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry: "You want to kill Marquis Jinyi just because you were defeated by him today. A temporary defeat makes you want to get rid of him. And then, it seems that you don’t understand how powerful your opponent really is.”
"Master, I... I could have defeated him." Jiang Suiyun lowered his head, still kneeling on the ground and not daring to get up, "My disciple has not lost to him in terms of swordsmanship. Even in boxing and kicking, he is... he is not weaker than him." He, but he has practiced evil martial arts and can absorb people's internal energy...!"
The man in gray robe sneered: "I warned you, let everything take its course and don't be too particular, otherwise it will be easy for others to see your flaws."
"Master also knows that if the disciple can win the position of leader, it will be easier to complete the tasks assigned by the master in the future." Jiang Suiyun lowered his head and said: "The disciples are doing this for the master."
"You don't have to lie in front of me." The man in gray robe said: "I said that I can give you time. I have always been a very patient person and never rush for a moment." After a pause, he said calmly: "You You know, outside your mansion, the Shenhou Mansion has sent people to secretly monitor you, and Ximen Wuhen has become suspicious of you."
Jiang Suiyun was startled, then sneered: "Even if Ximen Wuhen is suspicious, so what? What can he find out?"
The man in gray robe turned around, with a mask on his face. The dark mask glowed faintly under the dim light. He walked slowly to Jiang Suiyun and said lightly: "Look up!"
Jiang Suiyun was obviously in awe of the man in gray robe. He immediately raised his head. As soon as he raised his head, he felt a black shadow flash in front of his eyes, and with a "pop", the already swollen face was slapped hard by the man in gray robe. The slap was so strong that Jiang Suiyun's face had not recovered at all. After this slap, he felt as if the left side of his face had been torn apart, causing severe pain.
"I know that you come from a wealthy family and have been arrogant since you were a child." The gray-robed man's eyes were as cold as knives under the mask. "Remember, I asked you to come to the capital not because of how outstanding you are, but just because you are Donghai Jiang. A member of the family, and a disciple of Zhuo Qingyang, this status will make it easier for you to gain a foothold in Jianye Capital, and will not cause too many doubts about you." The voice became cold and stern: "But you are so happy for your success, You are arrogant. Not long after you entered the capital, you have already made many mistakes. You should not have participated in this competition for the leadership position."
"But... But the master said that not only must he gain the trust of the King of Huainan, but also... he must use him." Jiang Suiyun's face was in pain, but he did not dare to cover his face, "He recommended his disciples to fight for the Black Scale Camp. Commander, disciple... we can only go all out."
"Oh?" The man in gray robe said calmly: "You are very utilitarian, otherwise, how could you attract other people's attention because of fighting?" He sneered: "Do you think that all the people in the Chu Kingdom are full of wine and rice? "
"Disciple... Disciple don't dare!" Jiang Suiyun broke into cold sweat on his forehead when he heard that the man in gray robe became even colder.
"Don't underestimate those people." The man in gray robe said slowly: "I am giving you a chance to practice. If you can't even handle the affairs of Chu State, how can you inherit my position in the future? I warn you, if If you really messed up my big business, you should be very clear about the consequences."
"Disciple knows." Jiang Suiyun said hurriedly: "Disciple will do his best to complete the tasks assigned by master."
The man in gray robe said: "Don't touch people from the Qi family easily. You should know that there is that person behind the Qi family."
"Master, that person... is that person really not dead?" Jiang Suiyun asked: "Did Qining's Kung Fu... be taught by that person?"
The man in gray robe said: "You don't need to ask more about this. Do your own thing well. Your most important task now is to become the confidant of King Huainan. You can make everyone think that you are King Huainan's party member. But don’t provoke people from the Qi family unless you have to.”
"Disciple... Disciple understands!" Jiang Suiyun lowered his head, but there was still a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.
After not listening to the gray-robed man speak for a long time, Jiang Suiyun couldn't help but raise his head, only to find that the gray-robed man had disappeared. He couldn't help but look around the room to make sure that the gray-robed man had left. Then he slowly stood up and saw His eyes were full of cold light.
Jiang Suiyun's house was cold and lonely, but the Jinyihou Mansion was full of people drinking wine.
Tonight, a banquet was held in the mansion to celebrate Qining's victory as the leader. A banquet was specially set up in the Nuan Pavilion. Logically speaking, Duan Canghai and others, as guards of the Hou Mansion, were not qualified in terms of etiquette. Sitting at the same wine table with Qi Ning for dinner, but Qi Ning didn't care about this at all, and rebuilding the Black Scale Camp was a top priority, so he naturally had to discuss it with Duan Canghai and others.
Duan Canghai, Zhao Wushang and Qi Feng all came from the Black Scale Camp, so in the Nuan Pavilion, the four of them got together, drinking and planning the affairs of the Black Scale Camp.
Duan Canghai was of course the most important person to rebuild the Black Scale Camp, so for half the night, Duan Canghai was mostly talking. At this time, after three rounds of drinking, Duan Canghai was very interested in talking: "Master Hou, what I just said Those military regulations were all established when the general established the Blackscale Camp. The Blackscale Camp treats everyone equally from top to bottom. No one dares to violate any military regulations. It is precisely because of this that the Blackscale Camp...! "Having said this, he hiccupped and then continued: "He has become the strongest soldier in my country."
Qining's drinking capacity is really not comparable to that of Duan Canghai and others. Everyone is in good spirits tonight, especially Duan Canghai and others. They are in high spirits. Several large wine jars are empty and staggering around. When discussing things, Qining didn't let others come in to disturb him, and the dishes on the wine table were already cold.
"These military regulations will naturally continue." Qining's face turned red and he was already a bit drunk. "The most important thing now is to recruit brave soldiers and then find a place to camp for training. Do you have a plan in mind?"
"This is easy to handle." Duan Canghai rolled up his sleeves, his face flushed, and said with a smile: "Only about forty miles south of the capital, there is the Black Scale Battalion's garrison. Although it has been abandoned, it has been tidied up. It can be used immediately. Not only is there a training ground, but the barracks, stables, and armory are all ready-made. By the way, Old Zhao, is the Jiguan Lake next to the camp still there?" He held the wine bowl in one hand and the other arm. He was leaning on the table, obviously already 70 to 80% drunk, and even when he was talking, the smell of alcohol filled his nostrils.
"Yes, of course I am." Zhao Wushang is usually not good at words and is a low-key person, but today he was in a very good mood and drank quite a lot. He was a little more sober than Duan Canghai: "Master Hou, there is Jiguan Lake next to the camp. , it’s convenient for eating, drinking and urinating... Well, no, it’s convenient for eating and drinking. We... we don’t pee in the lake... Tell the Ministry of Industry and ask them to send someone to repair it. It will be ready for use in a few days."
Qi Ning said: "Where are the people? To build the Black Scale Battalion, we need manpower. Since we want to train elite soldiers, we can't just pull people on the street...!"
"Don't worry, Lord Marquis." Duan Canghai patted his chest: "I have... thought about it all. Leave it to me. I will guarantee that I will recruit a thousand people for you before the camp is repaired, and... they will all be first-class. Warrior...!" He spat out a breath of alcohol, "But the Marquis must first... prepare all the weapons, food and wages. The soldiers and horses of the Black Scale Battalion also need to eat food and pay. Don't let those grandsons from the Ministry of Revenue hold down their food and wages. ...Don't let go...!" After saying this, he suddenly fell down on the table. Qining was stunned and soon heard Duan Canghai snoring.