Chapter 9 The Iron Cavalry Flying to the Northern Frontier (")

In the secluded alley, the breeze caresses gently, and the sunlight walks out of the alley through the gently shaking trees... The sound of hooves like thunder rolls over the second gate of the North of the East Capital like a storm. The officers and soldiers guarding the gate saw the black-bottomed military flag painted with white tigers, and they all leaned on spears and bowed to salute.

The White Tiger Black Flag is the military flag of the Northern Frontier Army. This army is stationed in the north of Great Chu. It has fought bravely with the grassland barbarians for two hundred years and has been on the battlefield.

The famous White Tiger Black Flag was shot by nearly 800,000 soldiers who died in the past two hundred years. At that time, the King of Yan was stationed in the northern border, holding 200,000 soldiers. He once marches the grassland five times, expelling the barbarians from thousands of miles away, and enjoys a high reputation in the army.

There were not many cavalrymen in this team, with more than a hundred light armored and fierce horses speeding past the North Second Gate. The young general was led by a silver armor, a scimitar on his waist, with a handsome face and a strong figure. The close-fitting silver armor outlined his perfect figure, and his eyebrows were not angry but powerful. If it weren't for the long-standing battle, it would be difficult to have such a demeanor at this age.

A marching horse was racing in the east capital, and all the riders were superb riding skills. Whether it was rugged alleys or bustling streets, they didn't even kick over a basket. After a while, they had already arrived outside a high-gate mansion!

The silver-armored young man turned over and fell off his horse, walked quickly to the red painted door, reached out to hold the door knocker, and knocked heavily.

The side door opened, the doorman poked out and immediately shouted respectfully: "Criminal."

"I wonder if the eldest son is at home? I hope you can say that Chu Yang has returned from the northern border and will find the eldest son to talk about the past."

As soon as the silver armored young man finished speaking, a guard next to him immediately handed over the name of the sect and stuffed another piece of silver into the doorman's hand.

The concierge received the money thankfully and bowed and said, "The eldest young master was confined to Qingzhu Garden by the master. The villain will take the prince over here." As he said that, the concierge opened the main door and welcomed Chu Yang in.

Chu Yang was so familiar with the road in the Tang Mansion that he was quick and he was able to walk fast. In a blink of an eye, he left the doorman without a shadow and went straight to Qingzhu Garden. He pushed open the garden door and saw Tang Xuan sitting bored by the pond fishing, two young maids beside him serving him. He shouted, "Young Master, Chu Yang is back."

Tang Xuan shook his hand and almost threw the fishing rod on the ground. He heard the familiar voice. He turned around and saw the handsome face. He hurriedly stood up and walked quickly to Chu Yang. He looked at it carefully for a long time and smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for almost a year. You have become much stronger. Is the King of Yan in the northern border?"

"Father is very good, thank you Brother Tang for your concern." Chu Yang asked straight to the point: "Before I arrived in Dongdu, I heard that Dai'er had chosen a marriage fertility. When I got here, I heard that my brother was confined to Qingzhu Garden. Are these two things related?

Tang Xuan sighed long and waved his hand to signal the maid to go out, then said, "It's all for Dai'er. We grew up together, in terms of identity, character, relatives and alienation, I want you to be my brother-in-law the most. But your Majesty... Forget it, even if you are in Dongdu, the hydrangea will definitely not fall on you. Dai'er was very sad, and I, the brother, couldn't swallow this, so she asked Qi Heijian to take someone to kill the inspector who received the hydrangea. Unexpectedly, the inspector was not dead, Qi Heijian was dead..."

Chu Yang frowned thick eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "How is this possible? Qi Heijian is already at the peak of the ninth grade. What kind of ability do you have to kill him?"

Tang Xuan pulled Chu Yang and sat by the pond, picked up the fishing rod, and told Chu Yang everything that happened that night.

Although Chu Yang is only twenty-two years old, he comes from a famous family. His father is not only the prince's honor, but also a famous general in the contemporary world. Under the influence of his eyes, Chu Yang, who is young, has extraordinary knowledge and a calm demeanor.

Chu Yang immediately analyzed: "Brother Tang, Qi Heijian is already one of the top experts of the younger generation in Dongdu. If the inspector has the ability to surpass Qi Heijian, he will never just bend in a broken inspection center."

"The death of Qi Heijian should have another hidden secret. Maybe His Majesty sent someone to protect the inspector, or maybe the old man from the inspection office protected him." Chu Yang pondered: "There are too many people in the court who don't want to see the King of Yan and the Censor become relatives of children. Unfortunately, Dai'er has always disliked me, otherwise I would care about him and take Dai'er back to the northern border. I don't believe it, who dares to tear off his face with the Prince of Yan's mansion in person."

"There is the best time to be sincere. Dai'er is still young, treat her well, and she will understand your feelings sooner or later." Tang Xuan said leisurely: "I was confined to Qingzhu Garden. These days, you should come to accompany me more. Otherwise, I will be bored and panicked. Recently, I have learned a new way of playing the Ye Zi card, called "Fighting the Rich Master", which requires three people to play. It just so happened that Dai'er also came to play cards and relax!"

Why didn't Chu Yang know that this was Tang Xuan's intention to fulfill it, and said happily: "Thank you Brother Tang!"

"Thank me for what I'm doing. In the future, I hope you can really call me a big brother for the rest of your life." A smile flew out of Tang Xuan's mouth and shouted at the outside of the garden: "Xiaoqing, go and invite the lady to Qingzhuyuan to play cards."

Cheng Xin pinched a snow-white steamed bun, carefully tore it open, stuffed a few slices of beef into the steamed bun, and then handed it to his mouth with satisfaction, took a big bite viciously, and said vaguely: "Do you know that girl has something to do with the Probation Office, why don't you entangle her with more ingredients?"

"She herself is not a member of the Office of the Survey. What kind of material can a prodigal girl get?" Qin Fei said lightly: "You also know that the so-called hydrangea selection is just a reflection of the power struggle of the high-level court. I was accidentally involved in this storm. I was either chased by the top nine-grade masters or monitored by the prodigal girl. I have to be careful during this period. But if you, if you heal your injuries, hurry back to your little gang and make a comeback as soon as possible."

Cheng Xin suddenly cried out: "What is a small gang? After all, it is also the top three major gangs in Nancheng, okay? There are four ninth-grade masters in the gang. Is it that I can't even make it with a double flower red stick. Haven't you seen me working hard? But our gang leader hasn't given me a chance to show my face yet!"

"Then let's expose your second-skinned face!"

Cheng Xin frowned and said angrily: "There is something I can't figure out. Although we don't know how old we are, we are still in the 17 or 19? At this age, we can only say that we have a very mediocre qualification. But as the saying goes, a famous teacher produces a high disciple. Although the old man is so bragging that the great master does not have his share, his ability is definitely above the innate. We two brothers have been practicing hard for ten years, and under the guidance of a congenital master, we are only at the sixth level... This is a poor qualification, and I wish I could buy a piece of tofu and hit him to death."
Chapter completed!