"Third brother, what does King An Mang look like? He is the son of Marquis Wu, the Qilin of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the young military god. He should be very majestic. How similar is he to Marquis Wu?"
At noon, the sky is high and the clouds are sparse and floating lazily.
The originally noisy and bustling North Gate of Shengjing has a solemn and quiet atmosphere. Except for the occasional neighing of horses and the chirping of cicadas, there are almost no unnecessary sounds.
Hundreds of Zhou Dynasty ministers and more than a thousand royal family members stood quietly, relying on their guards, waiting for the arrival of King Anmang of Zhou Dynasty.
Under the banner that was fluttering gently in the wind, stood two young men in red-striped brocade and yellow robes.
One of them was nine feet tall, with a burly body like a demon, a broad chest, thick arms, and bulging muscles that were about to burst his clothes. However, his face was very childish, and he looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining brightly, as if they were brighter than pearls at night. He seemed a little impatient with the waiting. He lightly pressed his right foot on the ground, and with a bang sound, he stepped on the ground and opened a deep hole. of cracks.
"Lao Wu, you have been practicing in Longhu Mountain for the past two years, and you are not very clear about many things that happened in Shengjing City. Although King An Mang was born in the Hou Mansion, he has a deep grudge with Wu Hou. The father and son are equally powerful. .”
The third prince, Sima Yun, stood quietly with a feather fan in his hand, with an elegant and gentle temperament. Hearing the burly young man's inquiry, he sighed helplessly and whispered: "Be sure to remember when you meet King An Mang later, and try not to mention anything about your relationship with him. Wuhou and Zhenwuhou Mansion, so as not to affect Jiang Li's state of mind. His body is ruined, his body is weak, his spirit and will must be depressed, and he will be unable to bear too many negative emotions!"
"King An Mang is both civil and military, and has made outstanding achievements. It is too late for any big family to be happy when such a son is born. How could the relationship between father and son be so bad? Could it be that some shocking event happened?"
When the fifth prince Sima Jian heard this, he was stunned and puzzled, and couldn't help but become very curious.
But he knew that his third brother, Sima Yun, was loyal, kind and courteous. He followed the example of literary saints and sages, and adhered to the etiquette of a gentleman. He would never tell him the secrets of other people's houses, and could only look at the ministers standing around him with probing eyes. , bodyguard.
Feeling Sima Jian's gaze, the nearby ministers and guards could only pretend that they had not seen it, and looked straight forward without squinting.
The feud between Jiang Li and Wu Hou was heard by everyone present.
Although it is not a big event and there is nothing unspeakable, the status of the two people involved is too prominent.
One person is the number one immortal in the Great Zhou Dynasty who controls the military power of the Great Zhou Dynasty and suppresses the military movement of the world.
One is the powerful prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty who made unparalleled achievements in opening up territory for the Great Zhou Dynasty.
They were all the most powerful and powerful beings in the Zhou Dynasty, and no one could offend them.
"It's strange, why are you all so secretive?"
Sima Jian frowned and couldn't help but feel angry: "If you don't tell me, I can still go to Yun Le. She is the most familiar with King An Mang. I will know as soon as I ask!"
"Fifth brother, don't mess around. Sister Yunle is being grounded by the emperor. If you go to her to inquire about King An Mang, you will only make her sad and unhappy!"
Sima Yun gave Sima Jian a serious look and scolded: "My father asked you to go to Longhu Mountain to practice martial arts. The main purpose is to polish your cheerful and reckless temperament. You and Jiang Li are about the same age and in the same state of mind." The quality is extremely poor, how can I relieve my father's worries and guard the country for my great Zhou if this continues!"
"If I don't go, I won't go. If I had known that Shengjing would be so boring and boring, I wouldn't have come back. I would fish and barbecue every day at Longhu Mountain with my master. It's so uncomfortable!"
Sima Ji curled his lips, but only dared to whisper in a low voice that his third brother loved to talk sense, which gave him a headache.
"When I see my mother, I will go back to Longhu Mountain and take Yun Le with me. I don't know what kind of temper my father has lost. Yun Le just begged for King Anmang many times and wanted to use the royal holy medicine to heal his wounds. That’s all, I’ll just be locked up in the palace and not allowed to go out!”
Sima Ji stamped his feet, missing his days at Longhu Mountain even more.
The reincarnated little Taoist ancestor didn't know whether he had arrived at Longhu Mountain. He said he wanted to compete with the ancestor. It would be a real pity if he missed it.
"Your Highness the Third, Your Highness the Fifth, King An Mang's team has arrived!"
On the official road ahead, ten Zhou Dynasty scouts galloped on their horses, raising clouds of dust and smoke, and came to report.
When everyone in Shengjing City heard this, their spirits perked up slightly. At the same time, they looked forward. After half a stick of incense, a neatly armored team appeared in sight, riding horses slowly.
Three hundred tall knights wearing heavy mountain and river armor, holding halberds in one hand, walked in front, the halberd blades pointing to the sky, like flags flying.
The strange beast mount beneath him is covered in heavy armor and is as strong as a rhinoceros. The pair of giant disc-shaped horns on its head are also covered with steel, making it as solid as a rock and breathtaking.
There are also hundreds of mighty knights who are also riding horned beasts, walking behind.
Their armor was even thicker, with a huge square shield about two meters long slung across their backs, and a giant wolf-tusked heavy stick slanted across their backs, with protruding and dense spikes that reflected a bit of cold light in the sun.
There were eight mountain-like giants wearing cold heavy armor, surrounding a young man in Confucian robes in the middle.
The young man has a handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing. Although he looks a bit frail and pale, he has a calm and calm demeanor.
He was riding a horse between two tall and powerful heavily armored soldiers. He seemed inconspicuous and even seemed a bit out of place compared to the surrounding environment.
But the moment he appeared in everyone's eyes, everyone's eyes were attracted to him.
"King An Mang!"
"He is finally back. Your Majesty has been waiting for him for half a year!"
"Similar to the rumors, his physical condition is not optimistic and his Qi and Martial arteries have been abolished. It is a pity!"
"Is this his An Mang Army? I heard that those giants are not real Kuei people, but a kind of zombie, another existence that evolved after the death of Kuei people!"
"I wonder how many such soldiers he has under his command. According to reliable information from the Ministry of War, Anmang City has at least 200,000 to 300,000 troops!"
"Fortunately, his body was destroyed, otherwise, within ten years, he would have threatened the Holy Emperor's rule!"
The eyes of hundreds of Zhou officials flickered, all focused on Jiang Li.
The deeds of this young prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty are truly legendary.
A year and a half ago, the concubine of the Hou Mansion killed his mistress and was deprived of his energy by his father. He had no choice but to go to the Great Wall of the North to join the army.
Now when he returned again, he had become a figure who could compete with Marquis Zhenwu.
It's a pity that his body has been destroyed again, and there is no possibility of another comeback.
"On the order of my father, the little king, together with his younger brother Sima Jian and all the civil and military officials, respectfully welcome King An Mang back to the capital!"
Sima Yun took a step forward and saluted Jiang Li from afar.
Although he is a prince, he has not yet been canonized as a prince or a fief by Emperor Jing, so his status is half a level inferior to Jiang Li.
"Let's meet King An Mang!"
Hundreds of Zhou Dynasty ministers also saluted and greeted each other respectfully.
"Jiang Li has met His Highness the Third, His Highness the Fifth, and all the ministers. I have returned to the capital this time under the orders of the Holy Master. I have been late for a long time. How dare I trouble you to mobilize troops and mobilize a crowd outside the city to greet you? I feel very scared in my heart!"
Jiang Li rode his horse out of the team, clasped his fists on his horse and returned the gift, feeling a little ashamed: "I should have dismounted and offered you gifts, but I am weak and unable to move. Please forgive me!"
"King An Mang said seriously, you were injured for the country, and you are the number one hero of my Great Zhou Northern Expedition. We are the only ones who respect you, and An has the right to retaliate!"
Sima Yun received the gift and stood up, respectfully saying: "King An Mang, my father has been waiting for you in the imperial city for a long time. Ever since he learned that you were seriously injured by Hai Shiqi, the ghost clan's spy, he has been thinking about you day and night. He also issued two golden orders before. I want King An Mang to return to the capital and let the Imperial Hospital heal your injuries and recuperate your body!"
"How could your Majesty, Long En, Jiang Li not know that I was seriously injured by Hai Shiqi, my body was completely destroyed, and I was in danger. I really couldn't return to Shengjing. This is really troublesome for your Majesty!"
Jiang Li smiled lightly. Although his expression was calm, his body was trembling slightly, and a little cold sweat was oozing out from his forehead. It was obvious that he was experiencing the torment of hidden injuries in his body all the time.
Sima Yun saw all this in his eyes and believed even more in the fact that Jiang Li's body was destroyed.
Although he has never practiced martial arts or Taoism, he has been studying and practicing Confucianism since he was a child, and he has a literary position. He has many strange abilities in the Confucian and Taoist lineage. He can see through illusions and distinguish right from wrong.
Whether Jiang Li was really seriously injured or not, he would know at a glance.
"King An Mang is ill, please get in the car!"
Sima Yun quickly said, although Jiang Shirong's command dispersed the memories of the crowd that day, Tianhe Province is close to Shengjing, and it is difficult for all clues to be hidden from Dazhou's intelligence detection system.
Even though he didn't witness it with his own eyes, considering all the details, it's not difficult to guess what kind of conflict happened between Jiang Li and Jiang Shirong.
Therefore, as early as when Sima Yun led his troops out of the city, the chariots had been prepared in advance.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. However, since Jiang Li has returned to the capital, he has to safeguard the majesty of the Zhou Dynasty. As a general guarding the border, how can he hide in the chariot? If others don't know, they will think that I am dying!"
Jiang Li declined Sima Yun's kindness, gently pulled the reins, and took the lead towards the tall gate of Shengjing City.
"King An Mang is worthy of being my Great Zhou Military God!"
Sima Yun's eyes revealed a strange color, and he felt a sense of admiration in his heart. He could clearly sense Jiang Li's poor physical condition. If an ordinary person suffered such a serious injury, it would be difficult to recover for a long time, and he would be bedridden long ago.
Jiang Li was able to sit on the horse and move forward calmly at this moment, all thanks to his mental strength.
"Although his body is a little thinner, his willpower alone is already better than many martial arts masters!"
Sima Jian's eyes also lit up, and he couldn't help but be very fond of Jiang Li.
He thought to himself that if it were him who had suffered this disaster, he would probably be nowhere near where Jiang Li was now.
"This kind of spiritual quality is better than many princes, grandsons and nobles in Shengjing City. No wonder Yun Le values him so much.
"His body has been destroyed, but after all, he is the Qilinzi who wrote the holy scriptures of military strategists. He is worthy of Yunle. Why doesn't my father help them?"
Sima Ji thought about the scene that happened in the imperial study a few days ago. His father seemed very angry at Yun Le's attitude towards Jiang Li.
Perhaps, the father wanted to recruit a more outstanding consort for Yun Le, not a weakling like Jiang Li.
But the emotions are a little too serious...
While Sima Ji was distracted, the civil and military ministers and royal guards who greeted Jiang Li were already walking towards Shengjing City, following Jiang Li and the third prince Sima Yun.
It wasn't until a valet beside him reminded him in a low voice that Sima Jian suddenly became alert and hurriedly clapped his horse to follow.
After walking through the long corridor, Jiang Li's vision suddenly opened up, and the prosperous Shengjing Imperial City once again appeared in front of him.
Both sides of the broad street were lined with people from the Zhou Dynasty who came to greet him.
As residents of the Imperial City of Dazhou, their belonging and pride in Dazhou far exceeds that of other counties.
For Jiang Li, who was born in Shengjing City, opened up territory for the Zhou Dynasty, eliminated reckless troubles, and had various legendary kings with different surnames, he had infinite admiration and admiration.
The moment he saw Jiang Li walking out of the city gate, cheers like a mountain roaring and a tsunami broke out.
Countless people spontaneously knelt down to welcome the return of the young prince.
"King An Mang, your prestige among the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty has long surpassed that of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces. The Nine Provinces have been in turmoil since ancient times. The world is looking forward to the birth of a powerful empire to completely quell all wars!"
Sima Yun looked at the grand scene of millions of people crowding the streets to welcome him, feeling secretly envious and filled with regret.
Although Jiang Li's body was crippled, his father and emperor felt at ease, but for a young king who was rising and was looked forward to by the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, his life that was supposed to be magnificent came to an end, which would undoubtedly greatly damage the confidence of the people.
Talents emerge in the prosperous age. Throughout the ages, only in the era when the empire was born, would a young hero like Jiang Li emerge from nowhere, shouldering the important task of sweeping the nine states with a weak crown.
"I'm afraid I will disappoint His Majesty and His Highness. Jiang Li's body will never recover. Unless the pinnacle immortal takes action, it can be restored!"
Jiang Li smiled bitterly when he heard this. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves sounded quickly behind him, but it was Sima Jian who chased after him.
Although this Prince of Great Friday is only sixteen or seventeen years old, his martial arts realm has reached the early stage of the divine transformation realm.
Although such a state is almost insignificant compared to Jiang Li, it is still extremely shocking.
With such a rapid improvement rate, it is very possible to successfully break through the holy level before the age of twenty.
Troubled times have arrived, and there is great hope for the future to advance to the realm of immortality.
"Your Highness, fifth prince, before I left Shengjing, I heard from Princess Yunle that among the princes, only you and the fourth prince have the best relationship with her. She returned to the capital a few months ago. How is she doing now?"
Jiang Li turned slightly and asked with concern.
Although he used the magical power of fetal transformation to change his physical body and was in a state of physical ruin, the powerful induction power derived from his blood has not dissipated.
The range of perception covered dozens of miles outside his body. Sima Jian's low voice outside the city, although inaudible, was still clearly reflected in his mind.
"Yunle was banned by her father...everything is fine!"
Sima Jian was suddenly questioned by Jiang Li. I don't know if it was because he was a little distracted just now or because of his negligence, but he suddenly blurted out.
Fortunately, he was a martial arts master in the Divine Transformation Realm after all, and his spirit and will were strong and sharp. He reacted instantly and quickly changed his words.
(End of chapter)
