The room was silent.
The prince was immersed in the Zhou bureaucracy and the distribution of the world's armies.
The four women below had cold faces and still maintained their original postures.
That's right! Although they could see that the prince was really reading the classics carefully, it seemed like some kind of unbalanced comparison.
"Three hundred thousand Western Qin troops..."
The prince above suddenly made a sound. The four girls couldn't help but look up and found that the prince was not talking to them. They lowered their heads coldly again.
At this moment, Xin Zhuo read about the army belonging to the Jiang family. The 300,000-strong army of the Western Qin Dynasty was controlled by a branch of the Jiang family. It was cultivated with the painstaking efforts of several generations of the Jiang family. It suppressed the countries in the Western Regions five thousand miles away, and a certain demon. country, demon clan and the like.
These troops are nominally part of the Imperial Divine Power Army, but they are Jiang's private army. Everyone in the world knows it. They are like hot potatoes. They cannot be abolished and must be appointed. However, they are only loyal to Jiang. Most of the middle and upper-level people in the army The officers only knew the Jiang family, not the court! Splashing water will not enter, oil and salt will not enter. The key is to eat the salary of the imperial court again!
There are some scoundrels, but they are real.
The names of the Jiang clan princes are more than just words.
Just like the 300,000 Nanli troops, they only know Su Wuji, the prince of Nanli County.
No one doubts Su Wuji's reputation as a prince. Unlike the Jiang family, Su Wuji is the brother-in-law of the Heavenly Emperor, and is a die-hard loyalist to His Majesty!
Speaking of Nan Lijun, Xin Zhuo couldn't help but think of the gentle and principled beautiful girl Su Miaojin. She helped him a lot and he still owes her three favors. Huh?
His hair stood on end suddenly, as if he had heard Murong Xiu say that Su Miaojin's fiancée was the legitimate son of the Jiang family, holy shit! Are you talking about Jiang Yugui or yourself? At first, I was so focused on running for my life that I had no intention of listening, and I didn't hear clearly.
Could it be that... I am Su Miaojin's husband?
Did you kidnap your own wife? All kinds of threats?
He raised his head and looked at the four women who were saluting in front of him. Only then did he realize that an hour had passed and the four women were still saluting, with cold looks on their faces, as if they wanted to kill but didn't dare to kill.
Xin Zhuo endured the matter with Su Miaojin. There were many things to do, and he had to do it step by step. First, he had to find out the power within the Jiang family, and then seek revenge and other things.
Putting down the bamboo slips, closing the brocade robe, he chuckled and said, "Tell me, how did you get into the Jiang family?"
"..."
The four women refused to answer, and even the charming fire-haired woman in front, Sai Qingzhu, looked a little cold.
"What's your name?" Xin Zhuo asked again.
"..."
The fourth girl still didn't want to answer. It seemed that she had already answered it. It would be useless to say more.
"very good!"
Xin Zhuo stretched, stood up and walked away. He looked at the four girls carefully. He remembered a certain part of his previous life and had a bad taste in his heart. He pointed at the fiery-haired and charming woman and said, "Sai Qingzhu, it sounds great. I won't change it!"
Sai Qingzhu glanced at him, you clearly remember it, why bother asking?
Xin Zhuo pointed to the oval-faced woman: "From now on, I'll call you Sweet Potato!"
Before the woman could glare at him angrily, she pointed to the woman with blue eyes next to her: "Yam!"
The woman was stunned, as if she didn't know how she looked like a yam.
Xin Zhuo has already pointed at the last elf-like alien woman: "Bear's paw!"
The woman was stunned for a moment, then she exploded. She gritted her silver teeth and scolded sternly: "It's just vegetables and fruits. Why am I called a bear's paw? How do I look like a bear's paw?"
"You look like that!"
The prince didn't give him any chance to retort. He yawned and walked towards the door. It was getting dark and the banquet in the front yard seemed to be over. "Wander around with me. If you don't obey me, I won't eat or spank you!"
Seeing that the prince had already walked away, the four women turned around viciously to follow him as if they were about to eat someone.
"Fengwei Courtyard" is located in the middle of the entire Jiang family's central axis. It is separated from the east and west by a wide pavilion road that can accommodate two carriages side by side. It is a magnificent single courtyard for widowed aunts and widowed sisters-in-law.
The courtyards of the four Shuangju princesses, their aunts, sisters-in-law and their daughters, are more special and expensive.
The farthest east is Jiang Yugui's Crown Prince's Courtyard. Yes, he is also the Crown Prince, the son of his second uncle, Prince Nanling, who is much less valuable.
However, since the five princes have been dead for more than ten years, and the Jiang family is the only prince who has not had a prince who has succeeded to the throne, we can detect a subtle clue.
It's just that Xin Zhuo is too lazy to think about it. He just strolls in the corridor with elegant environment and grand style. He looks around and everything he sees feels new.
"Your Majesty!"
The maids and servants passing by took the initiative to step aside and saluted respectfully. Then they looked at the four women behind the prince, their expressions a bit strange.
After walking and stopping, I didn't know where I ended up. I seemed lost. A tower-like building appeared in front of me.
Two people were sitting cross-legged in front of the pagoda door. A middle-aged man in his forties, with gray hair scattered randomly, held a sword in his right hand and inserted it into the stone platform beside him. From the friction marks, it can be seen that he often does this.
The sword entered the stone steps, which was a bit weird and wrong.
The other person was an old man in his sixties or seventies, with a shriveled body and a dark complexion, like an old man selling carbon, but a pair of old gray eyes looked at Xin Zhuo and the others like a crocodile. I don’t know whether he was looking at Xin Zhuo or the four women behind him. , and then grinned, revealing a pair of yellow teeth that had not been brushed all year round, looking somewhat vulgar.
Xin Zhuo was startled for a moment, and his eyes passed over the two of them and looked towards the top of the tower. There were waves of indescribable ripples around the top of the tower, like some kind of momentum.
The world trend of the Venerable Paper Talisman!
His Holiness?
At this moment, the old man who had been standing in front of the pagoda door with a wretched smile suddenly left an afterimage. His figure appeared in the middle of the lake, and came to Xin Zhuo. He slapped him with a palm, and a strong palm wind blew. Xin Zhuo's long hair is fluttering.
A very accomplished little master!
Xin Zhuo's heart was awe-inspiring, and he instinctively wanted to fight back, but he stopped reluctantly.
"Ghost Tutuo, what are you going to do?"
There were four scolding sounds coming from behind. The four women looked at each other with a smile of relief on their faces. They shouted fiercely, but they had no intention of protecting each other.
Xin Zhuo didn't move or even blink.
The black palm of the old man named "Ghost Tutuo" seemed to be carrying poison, and he stopped three inches in front of his face.
His feet wearing tattered straw sandals landed on the ground, he blinked his old eyes, and the smile on his face became wider: "Boy, are you not afraid?"
"Remember to wash your hands next time, it stinks!"
Xinzhuo walked around him towards the tower door.
"Guitou Tuo" still had a smile on his face, but his eyebrows were condensed into a wrinkled ball.
The Three Thousand Poison Kung Fu Ghost Tou Tuo has been vibrating in northern Xinjiang for thirty years. No one can surrender until the great master comes out. His fame is so domineering that it can stop a child from crying. How can a kid who doesn't show the slightest bit of martial arts not be afraid when he sees it?
But I never thought that I would really suffer from a boy today.
The smiles on the faces of the four Qingzhu girls behind him disappeared little by little. They suddenly realized that they could not understand the prince.
What kind of mind can be so stable and puzzlingly quiet?
Xin Zhuo had already walked to the gray-haired middle-aged man in front of the tower door. He held the hilt of the sword and pulled it out with a "Canglang" sound. Looking at the flashing red blade, he praised: "What a sword! I'm afraid it's worth a hundred." two!"
The gray-haired middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
In the distance, Fat Toutuo was already stunned!
The four girls Sai Qingzhu also blinked their beautiful eyes desperately, feeling at a loss for a moment.
