Royal Master Painter

Chapter 281

It was related to the artifact of imperial spirit, and Wei Changli wrote to warn him, so Jiang Li didn't dare to be careless, and started to pack his things after returning to Tianshe Mansion.

What the artist relied on was nothing more than paintings, and all the paintings taken away by Yan Youqin at the Goose Lake meeting had been sent back, which made him a little more confident.

"Brother Jiang Greed, are you going out again?" Yaya asked while leaning her head against the window.

After Jiang Li packed up, he picked up Yaya.

"Well, I'll be back after a few days away"

"Can you not go?" Yaya's little hand grabbed his sleeve.

Since the old butcher left, Yaya has become more and more dependent on Jiang Greed.

"I'll be back soon, how about I take you to eat delicious food?"

"Okay then, you have to be careful," Yaya said with a pout.

Leaving Yaya in the care of Su Kou, Jiang Li headed towards Jiugong Mountain.

Jiugong Mountain is hundreds of miles away from Daxuan City, so to speak, it is not far away. According to the speed of the old donkey, it can be reached in a day at most.

What makes Jiang Li strange is why Li Youlang hasn't come yet. Is Yuefu going to miss this time's Shuangfeng?

He rode upside down on the back of a donkey when he left the city, and a paper crane flew from his hand. He could communicate with the people in Wenfu through Yushu, but to find Li Youlang, he could only send letters through the paper crane.

With Jiang Greedy's power increasing day by day, the paper man and paper crane have changed from just playing tricks at the beginning, to now they have the ability to fight, and their lightweight shape allows them to fly faster than a donkey.

Jiang Li, who was half lying on the donkey's back, sensed a faint aura locking him in. Looking around, someone was actually chasing him with a horse.

Ordinary horses can't compare with Hualing's old donkey, but these people are skilled in driving horses, and they are always around him.

These horsemen were dressed in rags, their hair was disheveled, and their noses were high. They didn't look like people from the Xuan Kingdom, but more like refugees from the Great Wall.

"What's the matter with you following me all the way?"

"Our boss wants to see you"

The refugees on the frontier had a close relationship with Tianshe Mansion, and Jiang Fengwu and Jiang Boluan had always owed favors to these people.

"Who are you guys?"

"The Stone Prison"

Jiang Li had inquired that the group of refugees whom he had ransomed with a huge sum of money were none other than Shi Laozhi's subordinates.

"Where is it?" Jiang Greed asked.

"It's not far ahead, just turn around," said one person.

"Lead the way ahead"

First of all, my own paintings are all there, no matter what accidents happen, I have the strength to fight, not to mention the divine artifact like the Empress Bell, so I have the confidence to retreat no matter where I go.

After bypassing a forest, there are many dilapidated thatched cottages scattered outside the reed marsh near a tributary of the Xiangshui River.

At the entrance of the reed marsh, stood a middle-aged man with his upper body naked. This man was as fierce as a tiger, and his strength could be described as unfathomable.

After the two looked at each other, the stone prisoner stepped forward and suddenly half-kneeled on the ground.

"Shi Laozhi, the vanguard of the Amnesty Army, met the King of the North!"

The people around Shilaozhi were a little caught off guard. Before seeing Jiang Li, they had already discussed it. First, they would test to see if he was a descendant of Tianshe Mansion. They didn't expect Shilaozhi to be so straightforward.

"Marshal, what if he is a fake?" one person said in a low voice.

"Impossible"

Shi Laozhi waved his big hand, and then took out two portraits from his arms to compare with the people on both sides.

"This is the old prince, this is the prince, take a look..."

Everyone looked at it for comparison, and it was as expected, there was no need to conduct other temptations at all, this appearance would definitely not deceive others.

"Marshal Shi, can I have a look at this painting?" It was also the first time for Jiang Li to see his grandfather and father.

"Why not"

Shi Laozhi handed over the painting, Jiang Li opened it and smiled, there was really no need for other explorations.

Several generations of the Jiang family seem to share the same skin, the same ancestral squinting eyes, and [-]% similar facial features. The only difference is that Jiang Boluan has two more beards, and Jiang Fengwu's squinting is even worse than his.

"Little prince, we have been waiting for you for 20 years, and you are finally here." Shi Laozhi was a little excited.

"With the little prince, we have the backbone, and we can kill the **** dog emperor and avenge our dead brothers."

The people on the side opened their mouths, scaring Jiang Li very much.

Kill the emperor?In the Longxing Hall, although only the emperor showed his face, there were at least three strong Qianyuan Mirror guards around the hall, and they couldn't even enter the gate of the imperial palace.

"Let's not talk about that, go and report, the little prince is back"

The excitement of Shilao was beyond words, and he took Jiang Li's wrist and led the way into the reeds.

After the death of Jiang Fengwu, the last Northern King, everyone thought that Jiang's lineage had been cut off, but now hearing that Jiang Li still survived, the Reed Dang became lively for a while.

Almost everyone came out of the huts and lined up on both sides.

Jiang Greed seemed to be patrolling his territory, but he was a little panicked. These people were all yellow and thin, and many of the old people leaning on the door had broken arms or legs, but they were still trying to straighten their backs.

"The little prince is here? Where is he?"

A blind old man staggered onto the road by touching the door frame, with a child beside him leading the way.

"Old man, junior Jiang Greed"

"Jiang Greed? But the grandson of my king Jiang Boluan, the son of Jiang Fengwu?" The man's voice was trembling with excitement.

"exactly"

"A certain family, Shibao, Jiazi Camp, Amnesty Army..." The old man tremblingly pushed away the child who led the way, and then kowtowed directly on the ground, "Meet the little prince"

"Meet the little prince"

Everyone bowed down for a while, which made Jiang Greed a little flustered.

"Old man, please get up quickly, you don't dare to be a man." Jiang Li hastily helped Shi Bao up.

The old man held Jiang Li's hand tightly, fearing that Jiang Li would disappear, he suddenly burst into tears and wept bitterly.

"Little prince, little prince, we have been waiting for you for 20 years..."

"Shi Bao, the soldiers in the Jiazi camp, and them, although they survived the last battle with the old prince, they were all wounded or disabled."

Looking around, all the elderly people were disabled, and these old, weak, sick and disabled looked at him with excitement in their eyes.

Jiang Greed felt his heart sink, and inexplicably felt that the fate of these people was connected with him.

From the first generation of the Jiang family, they have been friends with the people of Saishang, resting together for nearly a thousand years.As long as he carries Jiang's blood on his back, he can't get rid of this mission.

"Is this all the people on the frontier?" Jiang Greed asked.

Based on this loyalty alone, no matter how difficult it is, Jiang Li decided to find a way out for these people, at least to live a decent life, no matter how difficult it was.

"No, when Emperor Dog moved from Fortress to 20 households near Daxuan City, those of us who didn't understand farming only knew how to hunt, and now there are only [-] households left in just [-] years.

The rest of these people were also divided into several groups. I always believed that the prince was not dead, and I kept waiting. The remaining people were taken away by Shi Jilong, Yao Chang, and Fu Yonggu respectively, or they occupied the mountain as the king or fell into the grass as the bandit. Robbery for a living"

"Although the old prince is gone, the young prince is still there. There is still hope for everything."

"My lord, we must reopen the Heaven's Amnesty Mansion and return to the Fortress," Shi Bao said.

(End of this chapter)