Zhao Junyi was a little impatient. He was supposed to be on the battleship for the final inspection at this time, and he would be returning to the voyage in two hours. He hurried off the bridge after seeing the latest secret report. He has already confirmed that he will take over Zhao Weihuang's Wolf Smoke Corps in the future, so this time he only brought his warships to send the Zhao Clan's troops to land. During the future national war, he will always be stationed in the Zhao Clan's homeland in the west.
Zhao Junyi looked at the time on the original force sundial, and said, "Second brother, don't go around in circles, do you think that father is far enough away to come to Void Floating Land?"
Zhao Junhong smiled wryly, and was about to speak, Zhao Jundu stood up, and said coldly: "Qianye can do whatever he likes, and if Father asks, I will do my best." After speaking, he turned around and strode out of the tent.
Zhao Junyi's face darkened, and he slapped the table with his palm, "Zhao Guanwei's matter has not completely subsided, and the fourth child is going to manipulate that Qianye like this?"
The Zhao Guanwei incident seemed to be over at the time, but in fact, there was a moderate disturbance within the Zhao Clan after the war, which had a very bad influence on Cheng Engong's family. Qianye seriously injured Zhao Guanwei and kicked him out of the Qianfeng camp. No matter what the cause was, the matter was reported back to the team, which caused quite a backlash.
In the final analysis, it is because of Zhao Guanwei's special situation. He is quite distant from the three princes of the Zhao family, but he is still an orthodox Zhao family member who has been registered in the genealogy. He has practiced and studied in the Zhao family since he was a child. He has made a lot of achievements, and he is also upright and forthright. He is very popular among the common branches of the Zhao family.
People like Zhao Guanwei, no matter which family they are in, are the cornerstone of stabilizing the power of the middle and lower classes, and they are also the targets of all forces. Cheng Engong's lineage originally valued him a lot, but now not only can't take him for their own use, but also forged a grudge.
Zhao Junhong calmed down, and his expression returned to normal, "Zhao Guanwei has always had a good reputation, but it can make him disregard the overall situation and make trouble for Qianye before the war. It can be seen that he has already sided with those people in the Duke of Yan's mansion. Even If it is rumored that his action this time is not a favor, then this favor is also big enough, and we would not have been able to snare him."
Zhao Junyi's expression softened.
Zhao Junhong smiled, "At the end of the day, Qianye was just acting as a shield for the fourth brother. He handled it well, even if I was there, he couldn't do better."
Qianye's handling method seemed to be too aggressive, but in fact, from the moment Zhao Guanwei jumped out, the two sides stood in opposing positions. Huairou was of no use to Zhao Guanwei, and would make the Zhao Clan soldiers who were watching by chance lucky. Only then can the army be suppressed.
Zhao Junyi himself is also a leader of soldiers, knowing the pros and cons of it, his face softened completely at this moment, and he muttered: "Qianye's fight for the Li family will definitely attract questions from the clan elders, are you ready to deal with it?"
"Brother don't need to worry, just according to the previous statement, who can find any fault? They have the ability to recognize the younger brother. Besides, it's hard to say what the clan elders are thinking. Someone outside is already investigating Qianye's disappearance track over the years."
Zhao Junyi's eyebrows twitched, his expression changed, he hesitated to speak.
Zhao Junhong suddenly smiled coldly, "There is also our uncle You Guogong, after Zhao Guanwei's incident, do you know what he said to Qianye? In a word, after ten years, the Zhao Clan will be Jundu and Qianye's world The second sentence is that because of Qianye's background, the position of the lord must belong to Jundu. Uncle Gong really thinks highly of our brother, at least the Duke of Yan's mansion has no intention of giving up."
Zhao Junyi's brows were furrowed. If you listen to the good, you have high hopes for the younger generation. If you listen to the bad, you might be suspected of instigating brothers to fight against each other. He slowly said: "Qianye even told you this?" The person who can spread this word is not simple in his own mind.
Zhao Junhong knew what he was thinking, shook his head and said, "No."
Zhao Junhong didn't explain much, the person who sent the message was Song Zining, and even he felt that Qianye trusted Song Zining too much, no wonder Zhao Jundu wanted to beat him up when they met. But Song Qigong is really a wonderful person. This recognized smart person likes to do such thankless things among their brothers.
Zhao Junyi thought for a while and said: "Forget it, since the fourth brother has a final decision on Qianye's matter, let's do it first. Now that the situation inside and outside the valve is complicated, it might be better for him to stay outside. Let me talk."
Zhao Junhong suddenly asked: "Brother, in the past ten years or so, is it true that the family hasn't heard from Qianye once?"
Zhao Junyi choked, and didn't answer right away.
Zhao Junhong said: "The Enlightenment of Qianye Martial Arts originated from Huangquan, and it is not a place where you can enter if you want, but the identity of the person who sent him in can't be found out. Who are the people in the empire today? where?"
Qianye came from the underworld, and the traces of force plundering during cultivation could not be hidden from his mentor at all. The forces behind Huang Quan's scenes are intricate. How could such a major event not have the slightest word to the enemies or friends of the Zhao Clan. There is obviously something wrong with it.
Zhao Junyi tapped his finger on the table, and said after a while: "It is said that Marshal Lin Xitang's adoptive son was a graduate of Huang Quan, but unfortunately he died after only one year in the army." He paused and said in a deep voice, "I don't think Qianye himself mentioned this What's the matter? Since the fourth brother doesn't even want him to get involved in the disputes within the clan, why bother to delve into the past."
"Lin Xitang?!" Zhao Junhong lowered his eyes to hide a trace of coldness, smiled, nodded and said, "Yes."
At this time, Lin Xitang, who was far away in the imperial capital, was sitting in an off-road vehicle, looking out of the window in ecstasy at the white that seemed to cover the whole world.
Apocalypse has four distinct seasons, and now is the season of heavy snowfall. In the afternoon, the snow began to fall into pieces, and the bare branches of the street trees were crumbling. Instead, the sky was brightened, and the most hazy corners of the city were illuminated with flawless colors.
Fang Qingkong knelt on one knee beside the seat, and he has kept this position motionless since he got in the car. Lin Xitang didn't say anything, so he didn't say anything.
The convoy of the marshal's guard of honor drove slowly across the avenue, turned a corner, and saw a group of extremely large power towers head-on. This is an energy center of only one block, and its scale is comparable to that of a medium-sized city, showing the extraordinary status of the residents here.
Lin Xitang said gently, "Qing Kong, you shouldn't have done this."
The proposal to dismiss Marshal Zhang Boqian should have been proposed by Lin Xitang himself at the court meeting, but he suddenly suffered from an old injury and missed the meeting. Fang Qingkong didn't argue, but just lowered his body even more.
Lin Xitang sighed, "You are only one step away from being a god general. If you can cross this threshold, your future will be far beyond the scope of the supervisory department. You may even be appointed as a minister. How many people have limited aptitude, they will stop here for life , but you are expected to break through in two years, why bother to mess with King Qingyang at this time?"
Fang Qingkong's methods of acting are god-hating and ghost-hating, and his ability to live well up to now depends entirely on his strength. He was born in the scout battalion of the Beifu Legion, but no one would have imagined that a dead man who was good at stealth and assassination could walk to the gate of the god general. It is no wonder that even Lin Xitang, who is used to seeing geniuses, is full of regret.
Fang Qingkong said softly: "Dangerous things have to be done by someone, and it doesn't have to be you every time."
Lin Xitang didn't say much, just said: "Qing Kong, there will be no next time."
Fang Qingkong replied in a low voice: "Yes."
Lin Xitang looked indifferent, "If you are still dissatisfied, go back to the army as soon as possible, and accumulate merit for a few years. Maybe after you break through to become a super general, you can still compete for the commander-in-chief position. In fact, it is a waste of time to be the inspectorate now." Your talents."
Fang Qingkong's face turned pale, and he paused and said: "Qingkong will never be like this again, please don't transfer me away."
At this time, the car body shook slightly and stopped. At the end of the street in front of you was a magnificent mansion with blue tiles and black eaves. Inscribed on behalf of King Qingyang.
Lin Xitang left the entourage of the frame outside, and walked up the steps alone. The guards of Qingyang Prince's Mansion obviously knew the imperial marshal and had received the order. They saw that Lin Xitang was all saluting, but no one stepped forward.
Lin Xitang raised his head to take a look in the direction, and walked straight into the depths of the buildings. After passing through several floors of doors, it suddenly became clear to him that he had come to the edge of a school yard.
The corridors and corridors were deserted everywhere, and the light of knives on the school grounds was a bit brighter than the sky reflected by the heavy snow, even a little dazzling. The saber air forced most of the snowflakes in the field to stop in the air, but there was no sound, only the rustling of snow falling like salt could be heard.
As soon as the light of the knife faded, a black long knife with an ancient appearance was inserted into the center of the ground silently.
Zhang Clan splashed rain and knives on the array, and the big voice was silent.
Zhang Boqian went back to the corridor, where there was a table, a jug of wine, and a jade cup. He filled the glass with golden wine, but didn't touch the glass. He picked up the wine jar and poured it directly into his mouth. A little wine splashed out, and the air was immediately filled with a mellow aroma.
Lin Xitang walked over, bent down to pick up the wine glass, took a sip, and the burning wire fell straight to his chest.
Zhang Boqian put a seal the size of a baby's fist on the table. It was carved from sapphire. It was the most unremarkable shape of a square seal. However, the seal formed by the array of original forces on it represented a supreme powerful army of the Great Qin Dynasty. Marshal will of the post.
Zhang Boqian pushed the seal towards Lin Xitang with a very casual gesture, as if it was the most common seal.
Lin Xitang's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he took out a palm-sized flat jade box and handed it to Zhang Boqian.
Zhang Boqian took it but didn't open it, just held it in his hand and played with it over and over again.
Lin Xitang broke the silence that was so quiet that there was only the sound of snow falling, and said, "This is the auspicious sign you asked me for."
"Auspicious Light Piece Feather's Omen" is a kind of astronomical art. It is said that various patterns are formed on the jade named "Auspicious Light" by the fortune teller's star power, so as to foretell the answer that the fortune teller wants to get, and the fortune teller does not. I don't know what the querent is. This divination process is so illusory and illusory that it is now regarded as a recreational game rather than an orthodox natural art.
The jade box was still overturned in Zhang Boqian's hand, and suddenly turned into a cloud of powder, and when it flew into the air, even the powder disappeared without a trace.
A look of astonishment appeared on Lin Xitang's calm face.