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Chapter 551 Prince, do you dare to marry? (60)

The queen took it and opened it.

Turn one page, Jiang Ning, turn another page, still Jiang Ning.

Three years ago, the grand occasion of writing a book full of credit by one person reappeared, and it was even more terrifying than three years ago, this time there were two books.

The courtiers have all heard the legend of this divine general, but only.

This time, it was the first time for them to witness such a legend with their own eyes.

It took only three years for one person to fill two credit books.

Simply unimaginable.

There was an uproar in the hall.

After flipping through it roughly, the queen closed the book and handed it to the female officer beside her, asking her to send it below for the courtiers to check.

Everyone eagerly got it in their hands, and couldn't wait to turn it over, page by page, almost all of them were Jiang Ning.

When it was passed to the next person, it looked incredibly dull.

In the hall, only two people seemed to be in another world.

One is the Queen, and the other is Tangxi.

Tangxi was calm because this book was her masterpiece.Besides, she has had greater glory than this, and these things in front of her can't move her in the slightest.

The queen is calm because she has seen it three years ago, and she has long been immune to Tangxi's ability.

Even so, she was very satisfied with such a good answer sheet.

The corner of the queen's lips curled up, and she looked down at her condescendingly: "Jiang Ning has made countless meritorious deeds, is brave and good at fighting, and is dedicated to his duties. Hereby, he can be named Marshal of the Protector of the Country, and the Marshal's Mansion will be built, with a reward of one hundred taels."

As soon as she raised her hand, the female officer took the tray and handed it to Tangxi.

Tangxi uncovered the cloth on it, revealing two things on the tray.

Soldiers talisman, marshal seal.

Without these two, she would only have the title of marshal at best.

But with these two things, she is a real marshal, who can command the three armies, hold great power, and become a veritable leader of generals.

Tangxi hooked the corners of her lips and took the tray: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

In this way, the marshal's succession ceremony was quickly and solemnly completed under the witness of all civil and military officials.

The divine general Jiang Ning has become a top figure in the empress dynasty.

And six years ago, she was just a girl working as an apprentice in a small country town.

Is six years old?

For ordinary people, it is naturally long.

But in terms of officialdom, six years is just a blink of an eye, and it occupies a short period of time in their lives.

In six years, even if it goes well, you can climb two steps, one science test every three years, and one assessment every three years.

It took more than ten or twenty years to climb to the position of the first sequence of the court.

But such are still in the minority.

The most common ones in the Nvzun Dynasty are those who have no backing, and from entering an official position to becoming an official in old age, they are all trained at the bottom of the officials.

Six years, from the bottom to the top, is simply unbelievable.

So as soon as the court came, many people moved their minds and wanted to get close to this newly released power minister.

But as soon as they took a step, they felt a gust of wind blowing by, and couldn't help closing their eyes. When they opened them again, a black shadow had already gone away.

Crowd:  …

Running so fast, rushing to reincarnate?
If Tangxi heard it, h would definitely tell them in a serious manner, no, she was just anxious to see her family, Mo'an.

Not only the courtiers were confused, but also the palace servants sent by the Ninth Prince to watch the movement of the hall.

The Ninth Prince wanted him to watch the hall and inform him as soon as the court was over, so that he could go to the appointment.

But as soon as Marshal Ning came out, he ran away and disappeared.

With her speed, she must have reached the imperial garden pavilion soon.

And he had to go back and inform that the Ninth Prince was ready to go. Marshal Ning must have been waiting for a long, long time when he arrived at the Imperial Garden.

Is he incompetent?
The palace man was desperate in his heart, he had no choice but to run with all his might, and when he arrived at the Nine Princes Hall, he collapsed at the door exhausted.

After passing the news in, he just lay down on the ground and breathed heavily.

Mo An frowned slightly after hearing the news.

It was over, much sooner than he had imagined.

He got up and let the palace people wait for him to change his clothes, while commanding in a low voice: "Go to the kitchen and urge them to hurry up, the hall will leave immediately. In addition, send two people to the pavilion first to make a pot of tea for Marshal Ning , fruit is also prepared."

"Yes."

The palace people hurriedly took orders and left.

Mo An was still not satisfied, and urged the palace people who changed his clothes to speed up.

Although it was already very fast, it was already a quarter of an hour when everything was ready.

When going out, a palace man hurried over from the direction of the kitchen carrying a food box.

Just right, the snacks in the kitchen are ready.

Only then was Mo An satisfied, and surrounded by several palace people, he headed towards the imperial garden in a mighty manner.

When their figures disappeared at the end of the road, a small head poked out from behind a tree, with a pair of big eyes blinking smartly, looking pretty and cute.

If it's not Jiu'er, who else is it?

But it was different from three years ago.

Three years have passed, the immature little girl has grown up, the complicated bun has replaced the cute bun, the baby fat on her face has disappeared, and the once immature facial features have slowly grown, revealing the beautiful appearance of a girl.

Looking closely at the facial features, they are vaguely similar to female officials.

She lifted the hem of her skirt, walked out of the bushes, stood on the side of the road, looking towards the direction of the imperial garden.

"It's great that Sister Ning is back." She clapped her hands together happily, but soon, she pouted again and lowered her head, but she couldn't see Sister Ning.

In three years, she grew up.Over the years, Mo'an taught her many things in a very gentle way.

Gradually, she also understood the painstaking efforts of her father to prevent her from seeing Tangxi three years ago.

She began to understand that it was better to stay away from Tangxi.Especially now that Tangxi has become the hand of a military general and has great power, if she gets close to her, she will die.

Before Tangxi came back, her father grabbed her again and ordered her not to take a step closer to Tangxi.

Even force them with their lives.

In fact, Jiu'er doesn't care much about her own life, but she can't let her father do this for her.

However, she really wanted to hear sister Ning tell stories.

It's been three years, I haven't seen her for three years, and I haven't heard her slowly talk about the vicissitudes on the battlefield with that unique voice for three years.

In the past three years, she could only keep replaying those stories.

If she let it go, she could recite it backwards.

Jiu'er sighed, turned around and walked away step by step.

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He rushed to the imperial garden as fast as he could in his life.

From a distance, Mo An saw a figure standing in the pavilion.

Slender, thin, with a straight back, black hair tied up and hanging behind him.

I haven't seen you for three years, but it seems like yesterday.

This back figure has not changed in the slightest.

She is still her.

For some reason, Mo An was in a good mood, curled the corners of his lips, and walked forward quickly.

When Tangxi moved her ears, she heard approaching footsteps.

(End of this chapter)