"Thank you sir for being so accommodating, so that our family can be worthy of His Royal Highness."
"This <Ode to the Great Roc> is an article that the current saint liked very much when he was young. His Royal Highness has a heart of benevolence and filial piety. After several searches, he found out that this <Ode to the Great Roc> was among the gentlemen, so he sent our family to come and bother him."
The young man in black is extremely polite and courteous.
Yan Yan smiled.
You can't see the blood in his hands.
The old man opposite him had gray hair, but he also had an air of elegance and said, "Commander Zhou You're welcome."
"The benevolence of today's saints and the kindness and filial piety of the prince are a blessing to the world and to the people."
"Like a big roc, it surges upward."
"This <Ode to the Great Roc> is supposed to be dedicated to His Majesty and His Highness, so how can you be so embarrassed to accept this gold and silver?"
He was about to wave for his disciples to take the things back to the car, but the commander raised his hand and held it down slightly. The young man smiled slightly and said, "You can't do this. If you take it away without paying a price, isn't this robbing? If His Highness finds out, he will beat me until I break my leg. Sir, please accept it."
"The new year is approaching, and the prince is also very anxious."
"Our family is no longer here to keep us company."
The young man smiled and clasped his fists, tapped his toes on the ground, and floated into the carriage.
The luxuriously decorated carriage was driven by spiritual beasts and then left. The third-rank official who had retired from the imperial court for several years watched the convoy leave and just breathed a sigh of relief. Next to him, the Lineage disciple couldn't help but said, "This lord, you are so strong. I was swept away by him just now and I can't move."
The old man sighed, "He is the left commander of Prince Hidden Dragon Guard, and now he is also Martial General of Subordinate Fifth Rank."
"The grade is not high at Capital City."
"But even if he is a third-grade commander, he must be respected in this Capital City world."
The young man next to him said, "Hidden Dragon Guard... I never thought I would be so polite and courteous."
"Is that polite?"
old man didn't say much, just said, "Of course you are polite to us."
The young man next to him was puzzled.
old man did not continue to explain.
As far as he knew, Commander Zuo was clearly from a humble background, and had grown up eating the food of hundreds of families when he was young. After his parents died, the fellow villagers were willing to find a way for him to live, but it was he who felt that he was unwilling to spend his whole life digging in the soil, so he took the initiative to enter the palace to find a way to live.
Logically speaking, one should be full of sympathy for the people after such an experience.
However, after he became rich, he became more and more respectful to others and refused to be rude in the slightest. He became more casual with the people, hitting and scolding them frequently, with a look of disgust.
A friend once sighed with this old man:
"I deeply hate that I came from a poor family. After seeing the prosperous and extravagant places, I feel inferior to my past. When I see the people, I see my past, and I see my present imperfections."
"Twisted grief and anger, that's why shame turned into hatred."
"Such people are real villains."
"We must remember to keep a respectful distance from him, but we must not irritate him in the slightest, otherwise he will bear a grudge against you and me."
It's just that the friend who told the old man this way was involved in a big case half a month later, and ended up having his house confiscated and died. There was a possibility of a better life, but the person who handled the case was Hidden Dragon Guard's Commander Zhou, and it seemed that he was dealt with harshly.
old man squinted his eyes.
He reported on his friend's case back then.
Because of this, he gained a whole body.
I just suddenly remembered that this Commander Zhou was called Zhou Dacai when he entered the palace.
Later, he became educated and literate with the prince, and gave up his own name and his ancestral surname.
Changed his name to Nu Chang.
The name Commander Zhou is just that outsiders dare not call him [Nu Chang] that way.
What the hell is it to be happy even if you are a slave...
On the main road, the carriage moved forward.
The young man in gorgeous clothes unfolded <Ode to the Great Roc> and exchanged it for a new scroll. Seeing the free and easy words on it, and the vaguely humane luck, he nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed genuine... This matter is over, His Highness the Crown Prince can rest assured."
In the past few days, the prince's character had become extremely restless.
And Young Prince is always asleep.
The young man could vaguely feel it, as if it was because of what happened before.
The prince wanted to bring <Ode to the Great Roc> with him to please the saint.
Consolidate your identity and status.
The young man himself also knew this matter. As a prince, he naturally had to do his best.
After replacing the original scroll of Ode to the Great Roc, and then carefully putting it away, a man riding a horse next to him said, "Commander, should we visit the old gentleman again later and ask him to take out the gold from us?"
The scroll retreated from the hand of the feminine young man directly hit the rider on the forehead, blinding him and nearly falling off the horse. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his head. He was already bleeding from the beating, but he still did not dare to have the slightest resentment. He just lowered his head respectfully and allowed the blood to flow and drip from the gaps between his five fingers.
The young man said calmly, "You have to give money when you take something. This is a matter of course."
"Not to mention such a treasure."
"Are you really one of those untouchables?"
"Can you handle it as you like?"
"Yes, yes..."
The feminine young man said calmly, "These people are still useful. His Highness the Crown Prince will need their reputation in the future. Now Fourth Prince and Aristocratic Clan have a very good relationship and have literary names; Seventh Prince is the best friend with the second generation of the Wuxun family. The Crown Prince needs to win over these celebrities in the opposition in order to truly and completely suppress these two."
"On weekdays, I just kill some untouchables, people as low as pigs and dogs in the dirt."
"You can't make any sound even if you die."
"Put your hands on these people."
"Are you trying to cause trouble to His Highness?"
The expressions of several brave knights changed slightly, and the feminine young man said calmly, "Since we are His Highness's subordinates, we must know how to share His Highness' worries, know who can be touched, who cannot be touched, and when can these untouchable people be touched."
"Outsiders always say we are dogs."
"But being a dog is also a big knowledge."
"The dogs of nobles in heaven are better off than the common people digging for food in the ground."
Everyone said yes, and someone laughed and said, "They want to be dogs, but they don't have the qualifications yet."
He struck the harness of the war horse with his sword in his hand, and sang loudly with a smile:
"As a human being, you still need to wake up at the third watch and sleep at the fifth watch. The cold and summer will come and go without stopping."
"The children and grandchildren will not stand out."
"Don't stand out!"
"If it is a dog, it can be dressed in silk and satin, and it can still sleep on its own three poles in the sun."
"Be the bridegroom day and night."
"Which one wants to be a human being?"
"It's better to be a 'dog'!"
"It's better to be a dog!"
Everyone laughed loudly, these were the prince's personal soldiers, the emperor's personal guards in his own year. They mocked themselves as dogs, but in fact they were just mocking the ignorant people. Even the Aristocratic Clan dignitaries were afraid of them. They said that when they went out to deal with the remains of the saint, among the remnants of the Jinzhou soldiers, there was a very beautiful daughter of an old soldier.
He was extremely strong and was coveted and insulted by everyone. The old soldier was so angry that he pulled out the Mysterious Sword and killed him.
The momentum is quite strong.
It shocked everyone.
But after all, this old soldier had already had a good fight back then. In order to protect a village, he was besieged by dozens of Demon Races on horseback. His heavy armor was torn apart and became old and broken. His bones were invaded by Demon Qis. It was just a silver-like wax spear head, which was useless. Hehe, he was cut off by a few moves and his leg bones were cut off and his joints were pierced, but he did not die.
Only then could she play with his beautiful daughter in front of him.
It's a pity that the woman was really strong and chose to bite her tongue and commit suicide instead of having fun.
However, there is also a person who is not stingy and unscrupulous, and just comes while it is hot.
The old soldier looked at this scene and was filled with grief and anger. He shouted where justice was and wanted to draw his sword and fight to the death, but was stabbed to death in the end.
Useless old stuff.
Justice lies with us.
That Mysterious Sword, which is said to be made of cold iron, has been rusted for a long time, hahaha.
I could hear laughing and talking behind me.
The feminine young man lowered his eyes. He knew very well the quality of the people under his command. They were all things that would not be worth pitying if they died ten thousand times. However, such things are easy to use. There really are some who have a moral bottom line, but they cannot be used as knives in the hands of the imperial family.
They must be dirty and muddy enough for the emperor to believe them.
Only then can they live.
This group of people already knows too many secrets and is dirty enough, so Zhou Nu Chang is not worried anymore - the prince needs a knife in his hand, and the emperor also needs a knife to do dirty things.
As long as such demand remains, they will be stable.
Where is the emperor who doesn't do dirty things?
The emperor just can't get his hands dirty, so this group of people will be needed.
It is easy to use and comfortable.
Before the prince falls, there is no need to worry about being liquidated, but once the prince is defeated, they will be the prince's biggest stain. Not only will the enemies attack them, but the prince will also kill them as soon as possible to protect himself as much as possible.
So, it's a grasshopper on a rope.
Therefore, he must get his hands dirty and make himself incompatible with the officials Aristocratic Clan and the people, becoming a lonely minister.
The emperor once saw Zhou Nu Chang.
I told the prince afterwards.
It's a good knife.
It's not a person, it's a knife, and the knife doesn't need to be good or bad.
When the old soldier's daughter was crying, he stood outside with a knife in his hand. Occasionally he would think of the older sister next door who would secretly bring him meat buns to eat when he was young. Later, when he heard that the sister was married, he ran out of the palace secretly. He watched her leave wearing red makeup that day, and quietly gave away all the money he had saved in the past five years, saying that he had exchanged the buns for his childhood.
Even if I went back to the palace and was beaten half to death because I was late, I would have no regrets.
Which boy is this crying young girl the good sister in his heart?
He felt very melancholy when he thought of this.
So he walked to another place to avoid hearing this sound and disturbing his mind.
This carriage is now heading north first and then south.
But suddenly the carriage slowed down, Zhou Nu Chang frowned slightly and said, "What's wrong?"
A rider bent down and replied, "Strange, why did it rain suddenly?"
Zhou Nu Chang frowned. "Raining?"
He put the "Dapeng Fu" aside and covered it up with the red silk and satin produced in the land south of the river bank. Then he opened the curtain and saw the rain pouring down. Looking forward, the road that was clear when he came today turned out to be hazy. Zhou Nuchang didn't know why, but suddenly felt a wave of heart palpitations.
Suddenly, he realized that even these subordinates of his were people with dirty hands and a dirty heart.
But I also know that there are some things that cannot be talked about outside, and there are some things that can be done but cannot be said.
Why are we suddenly talking about these past events at this time? Talking about these remaining traces of Jinzhou?
It was influenced!
Is it a change in his Buddhist mind? Or is it a Daoist method?
Zhou Nu Chang's pupils contracted, he pressed the knife with one hand and said angrily, "It's an enemy attack!"
My heart instantly went cold.
The news has leaked!
Those who practice Qi Luck and Martial Arts, even if they don't have the pure spiritual feedback of Daoist true practitioners, nor the advance prediction of Buddhist Six Great Divine Powers, when murderous intent appears, they will feel everything in advance, especially those of them who are wandering in the bloody land. Although they are looked down upon by the major sects, they are by no means ordinary people.
Even though they are just the prince's personal soldiers, they cannot compare with the elite soldiers at the border.
But at this moment, there was still a strong sense of military formation, and everyone drew their swords in unison.
The sound of the knife roared, trembling in the scabbard, and emitted a series of wild tiger roars. The falling rain seemed to pause for a moment in the void, and suddenly dispersed, as if it turned into steam, Human Dao Destiny flowed and changed, turning into an illusory dragon, roaring in the rain.
The rain falls more quickly.
Cover everyone.
No one escaped.
Boundless murderous aura was shrouded in the dense rain and fog.
Lingering.
The murderous intent is close.