"Sister-in-law, you really scared him..."
On the boat, Laojiu looked at his sister-in-law with a sinister gaze, his face quite unpleasant. Even now, he was still filled with lingering fear. If it weren't for his second brother's decisive action, they might have really been stuck there.
The Lao'er Shen Yiyun, also looked unusually grim. It was truly a close call. When did Liuzhou produce such a deadly figure?
"Hehe..." Murong Yunji said nonchalantly, "It's not easy to meet such a man with such spirit, so of course we should try to win him over. What if he really is willing?"
"What?" Laojiu's face turned ashen. "If you're willing, Sister-in-law, you really want to have someone else's child?"
"Why not?" Murong Yunji looked at the Laojiu with amusement. "If you were half as capable as him, I would be willing to bear your child..."
"You!!"
"Alright..." The Lao'er helplessly pressed down on the Laojiu, but he didn't have the same temper as the Laojiu when it came to Murong Yunji's frivolous words.
The customs of the northern grasslands are different from those of the Central Plains. They worship the strong, and it is an honor for a woman to have the favor of a powerful king, just like a wolf king who has priority in mating.
Murong Yunji was the wolf queen of the grasslands. Before marrying her elder brother, she had the right to mate with whomever she wanted. However, she looked down on the men of the grasslands at that time. Her elder brother was strong enough, which is why she obediently married him.
After the eldest brother's death, no one in the current generation of the Shen Family is strong enough for his sister-in-law to admire, otherwise she really wouldn't mind being with his brother's other brother.
After calming Laojiu, Shen Yiyun looked at Yuchi Feihong: "General, are you familiar with that person? With such abilities, he must be quite famous in the capital, right?"
Yuchi Feihong remained silent. In the Heavenly Capital? He'd never heard of such a person, not even in the capital city!
How old does he look? Luckily, I came to Liuzhou alone this time. I'm a practical person, not as reckless as Yuchi Peng. Otherwise, if Yuchi Peng were here, the strongest Duke in the history of the Yuchi Household would probably have died here!
"It seems the general doesn't recognize him either..." Shen Yiyun nodded. " Laoliu is right, this prefect does indeed have powerful backers."
"That's only because that martial artist was too close just now." Laojiu said with a gloomy face, unconvinced. "Now that we've created some distance, we have plenty of ways to deal with him!"
"Little Jiu is so young, yet he speaks with such arrogance." Upon hearing this, Murong Yunji burst into laughter, nearly making Laojiu lose his temper again.
"Stop fooling around!" Shen Lao'er shouted to quell Laojiu's anger, then took a breath and looked at Murong Yunji: "Sister-in-law, you've fought with him, so you should know his background best. Would you like to share your thoughts?"
"You overestimate me," Murong Yunji sneered. "You all saw it; my skills are so limited, I couldn't even force them to use their techniques."
"He used his physical body to withstand his sister-in-law's Divine Wind?"
Murong Yunji nodded slightly. Although she was somewhat reluctant to admit it, the Heavenly Wolf Family never hid their defeats. She said in a low voice, "Even your eldest brother at his peak couldn't have caught my Divine Wind so unscathed."
"Is that person also skilled in both martial arts and magic?" Yuchi Feihong asked in a muffled voice.
"Can't the General see it?" Murong Yunji pointed to the sky over Liuzhou in the distance.
"I've never heard of any technique that can instantly change the weather!"
"Just because I haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist..." Murong Yunji stretched, her tightly fitting Wind King Armor highlighting her explosive figure.
"I'm not leaving. I'm determined to have a child with that man!"
Shen Laojiu: "..."
How could this woman be so shameless? What did my brother see in her in the first place?
The Lao'er wasn't interested in the woman's grand ambitions; instead, he was thinking about how to approach the new prefect. Judging from their earlier clash, a direct confrontation seemed unlikely unless they paid a price or sought the intervention of their ancestor...
But would we really need the Ancestor to intervene for three scoundrels?
Just then, a soldier came into the cabin to report, "General, people from Liuzhou City have arrived."
"Alright!" Upon hearing this, Yuchi Feihong stood up. He didn't know the details of that powerful figure, but the fact that such a powerful figure would take action meant that the background of the Liuzhou prefect was definitely not as simple as his father had described in his letter.
Looks like I'll have to have a good chat with them!
"Is it Commander Yuchi?"
At the dock, Zhou Haitao arrived with Maozi's guidance. When he saw Yuchi Feihong's terrible scar from afar, his heart skipped a beat, but he still forced a straight face and walked up to ask.
Yuchi Feihong frowned and looked over. He had heard that this Chen Qing was a refined and elegant scholar, so why did he look like a fat ball? Did scholars nowadays use the term "refined and elegant" so casually?
And what's with that gesture? It's only up to his chest, yet it's tilting its head back so high it's looking down at people with its nostrils. He's worried the other person might hurt their neck.
"Is it the Prefect?" Yuchi Feihong asked, forcing a bow.
"I am Zhou Haitao, a clerk appointed by the Prefect. I have come to inquire about the situation after hearing that the General is about to lead troops into the city."
Yuchi Feihong's face twitched. A mere clerk in the Bureau of History? Wasn't that just a menial job? What did this guy surnamed Chen mean? Did he not even want to see him?
And what's with this fat guy's attitude? He's Fourth Rank general, on par with the prefect, and you, a mere eighth-rank official, not only don't address me as "your subordinate" but also as "this official," and you're so rude...
" Lord Zhou... did you twist your neck?"
Zhou Haitao rolled his eyes. "Who told you to be so tall? The Laoda said you have to be arrogant. Dad used to say that the shorter you are, the more arrogant you have to look down on people!"
"The General has just arrived to take up his post, and he's already leading troops into the city. What is the meaning of this?"
Forget it... This guy is too tall; it's too difficult for him to see people with his nostrils up. I'll just smile crookedly instead.
Several guards grinned maliciously at the sight. The last sorcerer official in the north who had smirked at their general was now buried with grass growing a meter high on his grave!
Yuchi Feihong's face was also grim. He had been fighting in the north for many years; who didn't know his reputation? Which civil official in the main city would dare to stop him from leading his troops into the city?
But remembering the unfathomable man in the city, he suppressed his anger. "My lord, please forgive us. We encountered a natural disaster at sea and suffered heavy losses. Our soldiers are all injured and need to enter the city to fetch a doctor."
"I see." Zhou Haitao seemed to accept it reluctantly. "Since the soldiers are wounded, it's not impossible for them to enter the city, but they must remove their armor and weapons from the barracks outside Liuzhou. This includes you, General. According to the regulations of the Great Jin, Generals must wear their official robes when entering the city."
Yuchi Feihong gritted his teeth and sneered, "Was it the prefect who taught you to say that?"
Zhou Haitao felt a pang of panic at the glare, but he forced himself to stay upright and said defiantly, "These are the laws of our Great Jin. If you, sir, are illiterate, I can read them to you!"
Everyone: "..."
A group of soldiers stood behind, staring blankly, their gazes towards Zhou Haitao tinged with admiration...
This fat guy... he's got guts!
"Very well!" Yuchi Feihong nodded and smiled, " Lord Zhou, is that right? This general will remember you!"
Seeing that the current commander-in-chief couldn't do anything to him, Zhou Haitao's spirits rose considerably. He said solemnly, "Sir, you should remember me. After all, we'll be colleagues in the future, and we'll have to deal with many official matters. In that case, I won't bother you any longer."
"Take care, Lord Zhou!" Yuchi Feihong said with a half-smile, "There will definitely be opportunities to get to know each other better in the future."
"I'll be waiting..." Zhou Haitao with his head held high and chest out, his spirits noticeably more impressive than when he arrived.
So it turns out that being a little arrogant towards military officers isn't a big deal. The Laoda is right, a person has to be tough and stand tall!
"General, should we teach this fat man a lesson tonight?" the head of the personal guards asked coldly as he approached.
"No need..." Yuchi Feihong looked at the Xiaopang was walking with a swaying gait and smiled slightly, "Quite an interesting little fellow."
He then added, "Important business is at stake. You few go to the military camp to report this, take a Dragon Horse horse, and send the letter to the capital as quickly as possible. The matter in the West Sea must be reported immediately!"
"Yes, General!"
After the personal guard ran quickly towards the military camp with his password, Yuchi Feihong turned around and looked at the Shen Family family members who were still chatting on the boat not far away.
I deliberately made my voice very loud to see the Shen Family's reaction, but it seems they didn't care.
Is it really true that the events in the West Sea have nothing to do with the Shen Family?
Throughout his journey, Yuchi Feihong had always felt like he was being watched, a feeling that seemed to have been present since the West Sea.
He couldn't explain why, but he felt as if his group had escaped danger... yet it also felt like they hadn't!
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"Any news from Yuchi Feihong?"
During the small court assembly, all the high-ranking officials and dukes were present, a rare occurrence. This was the first time the emperor had attended court since the deaths of the empress and the Duke of Song.
There are two matters to discuss, both of which have recently caused quite a bit of panic!
First: Multiple incidents of people coming back to life have occurred in Beijing. Many people say they have seen people who have been dead for many years in different places. The rumors are growing stronger and have caused considerable turmoil in Beijing.
Second: A dense fog suddenly appeared in the West Sea, the largest of which has not been seen in a century. Moreover, the fog shows signs of spreading and is now about to reach the territorial waters of the Great Jin. The imperial court has sent multiple naval forces to investigate, but so far no military force has responded!
"Your Majesty, General Yuchi has been missing for over twenty days, and now several warships have gone missing without returning. I feel that this matter may be more complicated than we imagined. Moreover, according to urgent military reports, the dense fog in the West Sea has now reached the territorial waters of our Great Jin Great Jin and could spread to our territory at any time."
The one who spoke was the most prestigious among all the dukes: the Duke of Qin.
The Emperor nodded. "Then, according to the Duke of Qin's opinion, what should be done?"
Upon hearing this, the Duke of Qin was about to speak again when suddenly a large bell rang outside the door. Everyone frowned and hurriedly looked over.
The palace bell is not to be rung except for urgent military reports. Once rung, the military report can be sent directly through the Vermilion Bird Gate into the palace. The great sorcerer will activate a spell to make way for the messenger.
This is an emergency measure, but in the twenty years since the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, this measure has never been used!
What serious matter could have prompted the Imperial Guard to ring the great bell?
"Report!!"
Before half an hour had passed, soldiers riding Dragon Horse rode directly into the palace. Everyone turned to look, including the emperor, who also rose from his dragon throne!
"No need for formalities, report immediately!" The king urged the dismounted soldier before he could kneel.
"Yes, sir!" The soldier opened the letter. "Urgent report from the West Sea! The fog has spread throughout the land. Twenty-seven sentry posts and nine coastal cities are all shrouded in fog. No living thing can escape from the fog now. The West Sea Admiral has personally led the Sea Dragon Guard into the fog zone. I have specially dispatched this humble servant with an urgent military report to report directly to His Majesty!"
"Not a single living creature emerged from the nine cities?" The Minister of Ministry of Personnel strode out and demanded, "Where are the three educational commissioners stationed in the West Sea, and Lord Lu, the Star Official?"
The soldier shook his head upon hearing this.
"Is there no news of the Duke of Wei, who is guarding the West Sea?" the emperor asked with a gloomy face.
"After the fog spread, the Admiral has dispatched multiple teams to investigate and sent dozens of urgent messages to the Duke of Duke of Wei, but there has been no reply!"
"And..."
"And what?" the emperor asked impatiently.
"And the fog is still spreading!"
"Where to?" Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they all asked in unison.
" Jiangnan!!"
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