The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

A man's beautiful face is full of bright smile. It's so simple, without any impurities. He's just happy for Qingjian.

However, this really shocked Prince Yan and the soldiers on one side.

Sword rest!

Prince Yan is the only one in the world who can understand the meaning of the sword. Naturally, he knows the meaning of the green sword. Although he can't feel the breath of the sword, he can barely judge the joys and sorrows of every weapon.

After a moment's shock, Bing Zhangling regained his mind. He still couldn't believe it. He would rather believe it was just a coincidence.

With a wave of Prince Yan's hand, red sword, sand sword and Ning yuan sword flew out and floated in front of aman.

"Aman, feel the breath of these three swords and see if you have any feeling," Prince Yan said calmly.

"Good" aman didn't know what it meant, but he still responded cleverly. He stepped forward and touched three swords one by one.

"Red sword said it was very happy, sand sword said nothing, I can't feel anything about this black sword," aman replied after touching three swords.

Bing Zhangling looked at Prince Yan with a look of inquiry.

Prince Yan nodded and basically got it right.

This time, the shock in the eyes of Bing Zhangling is hard to hide. This is the real genius.

"Miss aman, do you have a teacher? How about joining the Confucian school? Within ten years, there must be a place for you among the four leaders of the Confucian school. "When you find such a rare talent, the leader of the military didn't care about the presence of Prince Yan and asked.

Prince Yan didn't stop him. He waved his sword back to the scabbard. He knew very well that aman would not agree.

"I don't want to"

sure enough, aman didn't even think about it and refused without hesitation.

"Why, is there a girl named aman who has been taught?" The soldier's commander asked, puzzled, that he knew that Prince Yan and aman were not apprentices, but he didn't know whether aman was a teacher or not.

"No," aman replied honestly.

"Why is that?" Bingzhangling is even more puzzled.

"I'm very busy." aman counted his future schedule. "The elder asked me to carry sword for him for half a year. Then, I'll go to find Ning Chen. After finding him, I'll go back and apologize to my father. I'm sneaking out, and I don't know if my father will shut me down. If my father doesn't shut me down, I can know what I'm going to do next"

the head of the commander of the soldiers Dizzy, for a moment, some can't keep up with the rhythm of aman, it's all about what.

Prince Yan couldn't bear to see it any more, so he just interjected, "you don't have to waste your efforts to make the order. She can't enter the Confucian school. I wanted to teach her how to learn sword, but she also refused."

there is still a half sentence that Prince Yan didn't say. With the character of aman, if no one forced her, let alone ten years, even twenty years, she can't become the order of the Confucian school Realm.

The soldier's palm was stunned, and then he shook his head helplessly. He sighed in his heart. It's a pity, it's a pity.

"Aman girl, if you like this sword in the sea of soldiers, you can choose one at will, which is also a good relationship with our Confucian school." Bing Zhangling looked at the girl in front of him, and he felt sorry for her talent.

"Choose one." Prince Yan said without waiting for aman to refuse.

Aman is in a bit of a dilemma. She doesn't need a sword.

"Is that all right?" Aman looked at the sword sea, casually pointed to a light blue sword and asked.

Looking in the direction of aman's finger, the soldier's palm suddenly drew the corner of his mouth and immediately covered it without leaving any trace. He said with a dry smile, "yes"

according to the Confucian rules, a man should keep his word and keep his demeanor.

When Prince Yan saw the sword selected by aman, he gave a faint smile. It's been a long time since he met Confucianism.

This sword, he knows, is famous in Confucianism. He has to say that compared with his vision and luck, ten ningchen are not as good as an aman.

Hearing the consent of the commander in chief, aman came forward, pulled out his Chu Xin sword, thought about it, ran to the sword stand, and said, "master, I'll use the sword stand"

"Oh, whatever you want." Prince Yan replied with a smile.

Aman inserted the Chu Xin sword into the sword frame, then turned and politely saluted the soldier's palm Ling, saying, "thank you, soldier's palm Ling"

"it's easy to say" the corner of the soldier's palm Ling's mouth drew again.

The green sword has been repaired, and Prince Yan will not stay any longer. He says goodbye to the soldier's commander, and immediately leaves with aman.

"The elder soldier in charge is a good man," aman said objectively according to his own impression.

"Oh, maybe," Prince Yan said with a smile.

The heart of the people is more complicated than the heart of the sword. Moreover, the present Confucianism is not the original Confucianism. However, he is not interested in these matters.

……

Daxia is east of the city, and Ning Chen appears in baihualou. Looking at the figure kneeling in front of him, he says calmly, "get up"

"thank you, marquis." the man gets up, looks slightly nervous, and unconsciously steps back. He never thought that the person sent by the imperial court to deal with the affairs of the king's family is the legendary magistrate who died under the scourge of heaven.

People's name, the shadow of the tree, Zhiming Marquis has been granted Marquis for a short time, but his reputation in Daxia has surpassed that of all Marquis Wu, but this reputation is evil.According to the people's legend, the Zhiming marquis is the reincarnation of Shura, so he was punished and punished by heaven.

Ning Chen doesn't care about the performance of the people in front of him. He doesn't care what the world thinks of him.

"Wang's secret power distribution can be found out" Ning Chen light way.

"Report to Marquis, all have been checked out," the man said nervously. Then he stepped forward two steps and handed out a secret message.

Ning Chen looks at the names on the secret newspaper, the corners of his mouth bend slightly, and draw a cold arc.

The power of the Wang family is really great.

"You back down, go back to continue to monitor every move of the Wang family" rather Chen mouth, plain way.

"Is" the man receives the order, immediately leaves quickly, does not dare to stay for a moment.

Yue Hanyi enters the room, closes the door and asks in a low voice, "what are you going to do, marquis"

"it's very simple, there is no amnesty for killing!" Ning Chen calm way.

Yue Han Yi was surprised and said, "no!"

They only have the list, but they don't have enough evidence. If they directly send troops to encircle and suppress the enemy, they will cause people's panic and other sects and aristocratic families to denounce.

Ning Chen gets up, goes to the window, looks at the scenery outside, and says, "nothing is impossible. Other people can't do it, but I can do it"

the Wang family's business is not simple, and the trouble is not troublesome. If there is no war in the north, he can deal with it slowly, but now he has no time, so he can only use the fastest way. As for how to finish it later, Xia will soon understand it tomorrow.

For thousands of years, Daxia has not abolished a marquis. Maybe, he will be the first one.

This is also the reason why he didn't want Xia Ziyi to succeed to the throne at the beginning. If he wanted to give up, he would give up immediately. This is the ruthlessness that is necessary for an emperor.

"Dangdang"

just then, there was a knock on the door, and then a woman's voice rang out, "sister Hanyi"

Ning Chen turned around, frowned, and immediately looked at yuehanyi to ask.

Yue Han Yi nodded, indicating that the visitor was trustworthy.

"Come in" Yue Hanyi says.

"Sister Hanyi"

after hearing the answer, a beautiful looking woman pushed the door and entered. Seeing Ning Chen, she looked shocked. She immediately knelt down and saluted, "see you, marquis"

"what's the matter, Mulan?" On one side, Yue Han asked.

"The palace just wrote to the Marquis," Mulan said respectfully.

Smell speech, rather Chen eyes slightly narrow, this time, how can the palace letter.

Mulan handed the letter to him and waited quietly.

Ning Chen saw a letter, Mou son jumped to jump, in the letter is not to him, but to every listen month of.

It seems that fan Lingyue sent this letter directly to the palace of the great Xia.

What's going on when Mingyue asks him to come over.

This difficult problem that fan Lingyue threw to him is really incredible.

The letter did not mention who the queen was, but no matter who it was, it was too early for Mingyue to be accepted at her age.

Not only in love, but also in propriety.

It would be too obvious to just use this method to lead him to what he was thinking.

After thinking for a long time, Ning Chen turns to the desk and writes a letter. After folding it, he hands it to Mu Lan.

"Send this letter to fanlingyue in BEIMENG camp"

"yes"

Mu Lan didn't dare to ask more, so she took the letter and left immediately.

Outside the window, the moon goes westward, and it's half past midnight. Ning Chen handles the things here and gets up to leave.

For the affairs of the Wang family, he should arrange as soon as possible to uproot all the hidden piles of the Wang family at one time.

The ghost sedan crossed the void and swept directly to the East.

After about 600 Li, in a small town, the ghost sedan stopped, Ning Chen walked out, and immediately walked towards a loft not far away.

Building, is the dilou of dangerous building, one of the third floor of heaven, earth and man.

When he was the head of the Supreme Court, he found out some things he didn't know before. This attic was one of them.

Dangerous building is the most mysterious one among all the sects in Daxia. Even the Supreme Court can't find much information about it. It's not easy to find this building.

For thousands of years, Daxia has been cracking down on all sects so hard that no matter what the great religion or the ancient martial family, they have to take their edge away and return to the dark.

Among them, dangerous building is a special existence.

The reason is very simple, whether it is the era of imperial power or the era of sectarian prosperity, the killer organization can not go to the surface, so the strength of Daxia has the least impact on dangerous buildings.

Ning Chen walked into the ground floor, casually found a seat to sit down, waiting for the reception to arrive.

Sure enough, before long, a young man dressed as a servant came up and said respectfully, "young master, it's too late. If you want to buy something, please come back tomorrow"

"I'll buy people's lives. I don't have to wait until tomorrow," Ning Chen said.Hearing the answer, the young servant suddenly burst out a fierce killing opportunity in his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "who are you"

"Daxia Zhiming Hou" Ning Chen took out the token of marquis Wu and said faintly.

As soon as the young man's face was shocked, the killing opportunity in his eyes immediately disappeared, and he turned to smile and said, "Lord Hou, please wait a moment, villain, please come to the steward"

"go, I'll wait." Ning Chen said calmly.