A Man's pretty little face had a bright smile, so simple, without any impurities, just happy for Qingjian.
However, this really shocked Prince Yan and the soldiers on the side.
Sword Breath!
Prince Yan is the only person in the world who understands the breath of the sword, so he naturally knows the meaning of the green sword, and the commander of the soldiers casts thousands of soldiers.
After a moment of shock, Bingzhang Ling came back to his senses, still in disbelief, he would rather believe it was just a coincidence.
With a wave of Prince Yan's hand, the red sword, the sand sword, and the Ningyuan sword flew out, floating in front of Aman.
"Man, feel the breath of these three swords and see if you feel anything," Prince Yan said calmly.
"Okay" Ah Man didn't understand what it meant, but he still responded obediently, took half a step forward, and touched three swords one by one.
"Hongjian said it was very happy, but Shajian didn't say anything. I can't feel anything about this dark sword," Aman replied after touching the three swords.
The commander of the army looked at Prince Yan with a hint of inquiry.
Prince Yan nodded and basically answered correctly.
This time, the shock in Bing Zhangling's eyes was hard to hide, this was the real genius.
"Miss Aman, do you have an apprentice, how about joining the Confucian Sect? Within ten years, you will definitely have a place among the four commanders of the Confucian Sect." Discovering such a rare genius, the military commander also paid attention to it. Without the presence of Prince Yan, he asked.
Prince Yan didn't say anything to stop him, he swung his sword back to its sheath, he knew very well that A'man would not agree.
"I do not want"
Sure enough, Ah Man didn't even think about it, and refused without hesitation.
"Why, does Miss Aman already have apprenticeships?" Bingzhangling asked with a puzzled face. He already knew that Prince Yan and Aman were not masters and apprentices, but he didn't know if Aman had apprenticeship.
"No," Ah Man answered honestly.
"Why is that?" The commander of the army was even more puzzled. "I'm very busy." Aman counted his future schedule, "Senior asked me to carry a sword for him for half a year. Then, I'm going to find Ning Chen. After I find him, I'll go back and apologize to my father. I sneaked out, and I won't know about my father at that time.
Will I be imprisoned, if my father doesn't imprison me, then I will know what to do next"
Bing Zhang Ling was dizzy when he heard it, and for a while he couldn't keep up with Ah Man's rhythm.
Prince Yan couldn't bear to continue watching, so he could only interject, "The commander of the army, don't waste your efforts, she can't enter the Confucian sect, this king once wanted to teach her to learn the sword, and she also refused."
There is still half a sentence, Prince Yan did not say, with Aman's temperament, if no one is persecuting, let alone ten years, even twenty years, it is impossible to cultivate to the realm of being the leader of the Confucian sect.
Bingzhang Ling was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, sighing in his heart, it's a pity, it's a pity.
"Miss Aman, if you like this sword in the sea of soldiers, you can choose any one you want. It can be considered a good relationship with my Confucian sect." The commander of the army looked at the girl in front of him, showing the meaning of cherishing talent. road.
"Choose one," Prince Yan said without waiting for Ah Man to refuse.
Aman is a little embarrassed, she doesn't need a sword.
"Is that all right?" Aman glanced at Jianhai, pointed at a light blue sword, and asked.
Looking in the direction of Ah Man's finger, Bing Zhang Ling's mouth twitched sharply, and then he covered it up without leaving a trace, and said with a dry smile, "Yes"
According to the rules of Confucianism, one must be trustworthy, and he must maintain the demeanor of the commander.
Prince Yan smiled faintly when he saw the sword that Aman had chosen.
This sword, he knew, was a Confucian sect's famous swordsman, and he had to say that compared to his vision and luck alone, ten Ning Chens combined would not be as good as one Aman.
Hearing the commander of the soldiers agree, Aman stepped forward and pulled out the sword of the original heart. After thinking for a while, he ran to the sword stand and said, "Senior, I use the sword stand."
"Oh, it's up to you" Prince Yan replied with a chuckle.
Aman inserted the Sword of Chuxin into the frame of the sword, then turned around and politely greeted Bingzhangling with a junior salute, saying, "Thank you, Bingzhangling, senior."
"It's easy to say." Bing Zhangling twitched the corners of his mouth again and replied.
The Qingjian had been repaired, and Prince Yan did not stay any longer. He said goodbye to Bingzhang, and immediately left with Aman.
"Senior Bingzhangling is a good person," Aman said objectively according to his own impression.
"Oh, maybe," Prince Yan replied with a slight smile without comment.
The human heart is much more complicated than Jianxin, and the current Confucian sect is no longer the original Confucian sect, but he has no interest in these matters.
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Daxia was facing the city in the east, Ning Chen appeared in Baihualou, looked at the figure kneeling in front of him, calmly said, "Get up!"
"Thank you Marquis" The man got up, his expression was slightly nervous, and he took a small step back unconsciously. He never thought that the person sent by the imperial court to deal with the affairs of the Wang family turned out to be the legendary Marquis Zhiming who died under the scourge of God.
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and soon after the Marquis of Zhiming became a Marquis, the reputation in Daxia has surpassed all the Marquis of Wu, but this reputation is notorious.
According to the legend of the people, Marquis Zhiming was the reincarnation of Shura and had a slaughtering nature, so he was punished by the gods and punished by the gods.
Ning Chen didn't care about the performance of the person in front of him. He didn't care how the world judged him.
"The secret power distribution of the Wang family can be found out," Ning Chen said lightly.
"Your Majesty, it's all checked out," the man said nervously. After speaking, he took two steps forward and handed out a secret report.
Ning Chen looked at the names on the secret report, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, drawing an indifferent arc.
The power of the Wang family is indeed not small.
"Go back and continue to monitor the Wang family's every move," Ning Chen said calmly.
"Yes" The man took the order and left quickly, not daring to stay longer.
Yue Hanyi walked into the room, closed the door, and asked softly, "Master Hou, what are you going to do?"
"It's very simple, kill without mercy!" Ning Chen calmly said.
Yue Hanyi was startled and said, "No!"
They only have the list, but they don't have enough evidence. If they directly send troops to encircle and suppress them, they will be unknown to the people, and it will cause panic among the people and condemnation from other sects and families.
Ning Chen got up, went to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said, "Nothing is impossible, others can't do it, but I can do it." The Wang family's business is not easy, and trouble is not trouble. He can handle the war slowly, but now he has no time and can only use the fastest way. As for how to end the war, Xia Mingri is very concerned.
Will understand soon.
In the thousand years of Daxia, no Marquis has been abolished. Perhaps, he will be the first.
This is also the reason why he was unwilling to let Xia Ziyi succeed the throne at the beginning. If he should give up, he should make a decisive decision. This is the cruel heart that an emperor must have.
"Dangdang"
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and then a woman's voice sounded, "Sister Hanyi"
Ning Chen turned around, frowned slightly, and immediately looked at Yue Hanyi to ask.
Yue Hanyi nodded, indicating that the person who came was credible.
"Come in," Yue Hanyi said.
"Miss Hanyi"
After hearing the answer, a beautiful woman pushed open the door and entered. After seeing Ning Chen, her expression was shocked, and she immediately knelt down and saluted, "See you Lord Hou."
"Mulan, what's the matter?" Yue Hanyi asked.
"The letter from the palace just now is for Lord Hou," Mu Lan said respectfully.
Hearing this, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, at this time, how could there be a letter from the palace.
Mulan handed over the letter and immediately waited quietly.
Ning Chen read the letter, his eyes jumped, the letter was not for him, but for Fan Lingyue.
It seems that Fan Lingyue sent the letter directly to the Daxia Palace.
Mingyue wants to accept the queen, and also invites him over, what is going on.
The problem that Fan Lingyue threw him was really incredible.
The letter did not mention who the queen was, but no matter who it was, it was too early for Mingyue to accept the queen.
Not only in terms of love, but also in etiquette.
What was Fan Lingyue thinking about, it would be too obvious to just use this method to lead him there.
After thinking for a long time, Ning Chen turned around and came to the desk, picked up a pen to write a letter, folded it, and handed it to Mulan.
"Send this letter to Fan Lingyue, Camp Northern Mongolia"
"Yes"
Mulan didn't dare to ask any more questions, she took the letter and left immediately.
The bright moon outside the window was heading west. It was half past midnight, and Ning Chen got up and left after finishing the affairs here.
As for the affairs of the Wang family, he must arrange it as soon as possible, and try to uproot all the hidden stakes of the Wang family at one time.
The ghost sedan crossed the void and swept straight to the east.
After walking for about 600 miles, in a small town, the ghost sedan stopped, Ning Chen walked out, and immediately walked towards a loft not far away.
The building is the ground floor of the dangerous building, one of the third floors of Tiandiren.
When he was the head of the Taili Division, he found out some things he didn't know before, and this attic was one of them.
The Dangerous Building is the most mysterious of all the sects in Daxia. Even the Taili Division cannot find too much information about the Dangerous Building. It is not easy to find this underground building.
For thousands of years, Daxia has suppressed all the sects too hard, no matter any great sect and ancient martial arts family, they have to keep their edge and return to the dark.
Among them, the dangerous building is a special existence.
The reason is very simple. No matter it is the era of imperial power or the era of sectarian prosperity, it is impossible for the killer organization to come to the light. Therefore, the strength of Daxia has the least impact on the dangerous building.
After Ning Chen walked into the ground floor, he found a seat and sat down, waiting for the receptionist to arrive.
Sure enough, not long after, a young man dressed as a servant came over and said respectfully, "Sir, it's too late, I want to buy something, please come back tomorrow"
"I'm here to buy people's lives, I don't have to wait until tomorrow," Ning Chen said.
Hearing the answer, the young servant's eyes instantly burst into fierce murderous intent, and said coldly, "Who are you?"
"Daxia Zhiminghou" Ning Chen took out the Wuhou token and said lightly.
The young man's expression was shocked, the murderous intention in his eyes immediately disappeared, and he turned to smile and said, "Master Hou, please wait a moment, the villain will ask the steward to come." "Go, I will wait," Ning Chen calmly said.