Outside the north gate of Fengtai County, Huizhou, in the camp of Ice City in the far east.

When Changsun Bingquan was dragging his exhausted body after the battle on the way back, he heard the discussions of nearby soldiers.

"——Have you heard about the recent incident?"

"But about the marriage between the city master and Wuji Daojun? This must be a lie, right? It's nonsense. Do you take it seriously?"

"There's no smoke without fire. This rumor has spread like wildfire. And I heard that Bingcheng is already quarreling over this matter. It's said that many ministers have written letters to try to promote this matter."

"Really or not? But if the marriage is true, it will be a good thing for our Bingcheng. Lord Wuji Sword can defeat thousands of armies, and the city lord is invincible. The imperial court will definitely not be able to resist it, and our army will not be trapped here.

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"What a treason! What kind of marriage! Where do you put the young city lord? Where do you put the two princesses?"

As the heavily armored general reprimanded him, the people around him had different expressions.

Some people looked solemn, some were convinced, some looked scornful, and some even rebutted directly.

"Young City Lord? I don't know of any Young City Lord. Which decree in the city has designated him?"

"What kind of young city lord does that young man of unknown origin make you?"

"Marriage is treason? What a joke! The empire of Bingcheng was carved out by the city lord and our ancestors with swords. What does it have to do with the Changsun family?"

Changsun Bingquan seemed indifferent and unmoved.

The nails of both hands dug deeply into his flesh, and a burning fire surged in his chest.

He continued to move forward, but sounds from around him still reached his ears from time to time.

"Master Wuji Sword? I have heard about his deeds. It is said that he is a man of great integrity and majesty. The city lord has been alone for hundreds of years. It would be very good if he can find such a good match."

"It is said that Chu Xisheng is the direct descendant of the Chu family in the west of Beijing. He is the direct son of a powerful family in the world. He is of noble birth and has the Wuxiang Divine Sect behind him. Moreover, with his fourth-grade cultivation, his combat prowess has already reached the top of the Heavenly Ranking. He has a promising future and is worthy of the title.

City Lord."

"With the marriage between our two families, the Ning Dynasty will be destroyed within this year! By then, everyone will be promoted to a higher rank and become rich together. Wouldn't it be beautiful?"

"But what should the Changsun family do?"

"The Changsun family is the remnant of the Zhenhai Kingdom. What happened to our ancestors in the past by that country's leader? It is said that this person colluded with demons, so he summoned the major divine sects to target him. He brought it upon himself. The Wuji Sword Master will be the city lord, who is better than Changsun.

The young and innocent guy in military power is much stronger."

"It is indeed too strong. He started from scratch and built a huge foundation. It is said that he has more than a dozen people under his command."

Changsun Bingquan had a cold face and walked forward like a wooden man. It was not until he entered his tent that he felt like a deflated rubber ball and his whole body relaxed.

Then he roared angrily, pulled out his knife and slashed wildly in all directions, smashing the bed and furniture inside the tent to pieces.

In the end, Changsun Bingquan crawled like a wild beast again, putting his hands on the ground and breathing heavily.

His eyes were full of unwillingness, anger and murderous intent.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the tent.

It was an old man with gray hair, dressed as a civil servant. He glanced around and suddenly frowned.

"Your Highness?"

"Made you laugh!"

Changsun Bingquan stood up, smiled bitterly, and arranged his clothes.

"I really want to control all the gossip in the camp, but I don't have this city."

"Your Highness is young and vigorous, and full of vitality. It is inevitable that you will not be able to bear those gossips."

Right Prime Minister Gui Haoyuan nodded in understanding.

At Changsun Bingquan's age, he has persisted in such a situation without losing his composure until now. This perseverance and character are already very good.

"Please, Your Highness, be patient for a while longer and never ruin your future."

Gui Haoyuan said with a solemn expression: "Although the evil wind inside Ice City is strong now, it can't blow it down. People's hearts are still with the Changsun family and His Highness."

Changsun Bingquan refused to believe it.

He thought about the discussions among the soldiers, and most of them were in favor of marriage.

Changsun Bingquan was very calm on his face: "Excuse me, Prime Minister, how big is this demonic wind?"

Right Prime Minister Gui Haoyuan's breath suddenly suffocated.

"Recently, there have been endless debates in the royal court. However, the city lord has not expressed his position and is unwilling to respond to the marriage discussion. He is not even allowed to talk about it in the discussion. After all the documents related to the marriage were handed over to the palace, they were like nothing.

Any news."

Gui Haoyuan considered his words: "It can be seen that His Highness the City Lord does not take this marriage seriously."

Changsun Bingquan was noncommittal on the face, but in his heart he thought that the city lord was more likely to be shy and unable to directly agree to the offer if he was moved.

"——Those who are speaking now are those with louder voices, so they seem to have a lot of momentum. However, the vast majority of people in Bingcheng support my eldest grandson's family, they just don't say anything."

Gui Haoyuan paused and said: "Young City Master, don't worry, as long as I am in the court, I will not allow this marriage proposal to succeed."

"Thank you, Prime Minister!"

Changsun Bingquan sighed with a desolate expression, "I know the ability of the right minister, but now I'm thinking, why do I appear in this world? What's the point?"

He has neither father nor mother, and is a life created by people like Gui Haoyuan using the method of 'mediating creation'.

The purpose of these people creating him was to inherit Ice City and pass on the bloodline of the Changsun family.

Gui Haoyuan was slightly moved when he heard this, and said with a solemn expression: "Young City Master, please be patient! The latest news I received is that Chu Xisheng is preparing to go north to Bingzhou to break through to the fourth level. This matter has spread, causing commotion in the world.

Chu Xisheng is seeking his own destruction, he should not survive more than three days."

His voice was as cold as ice: "In recent days, the old members of the Changsun family and I have been planning a major event. Once this is successful, His Highness will not only be able to become a first-class man quickly and join the high-ranking list, but also be recognized by the city lord.

heir."

Changsun Bingquan was stunned when he heard this, and then narrowed his eyes.

What big event are Gui Haoyuan and the others planning? Judging from his tone, he is full of confidence.

Are there any quick fixes? There are extremely limited ways to get a quick fix in this world.

If you want to avoid future troubles, complete the higher secret rituals of the heavens at the same time, and have the powerful combat power of a high-ranking heaven ranking, it is unique.

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At the same time, Dugu Shou, the grand master's "Seventh Generation Shangfu", who was fleeing to the north, was blocked by Yu Kunlun, the national master's "Shu Dingshanhe".

Dugu Shou frowned, looking unhappy: "Get out of the way!"

As soon as he had a thought, all the power followed him, and the whole world around him trembled, including Yu Kunlun's body.

"Master, please calm down the thunderous anger."

Yu Kunlun smiled bitterly. He made a hand seal to calm down the turbulent energy and blood in his body: "The biggest enemy of our dynasty at present is Jidong Bingcheng, not Chu Xisheng and Wuxiang Shenzong. You want to kill

Chu Xisheng and Ji Qianqian can uphold the law of the country, but they must do so after wiping out Jidong Bingcheng.

Yu Kunlun's expression was solemn and his voice was sincere: "Grand Master, Chu Xisheng has many experts around him, and the Wuxiang Divine Sect is extremely powerful. Regardless of whether Grand Master's trip to Bingzhou is successful or not, it will bring great trouble to our court.

And fighting on two fronts is definitely not a wise move."

Dugu Shou looked cold and indifferent, and emphasized his tone: "Get out of my way!"

He had long been dissatisfied with the Imperial Preceptor Yu Kunlun, but he respected the Imperial Preceptor's strength and was unwilling to fight Yu Kunlun before going north.

Dugu kept his eyes like a steel knife and looked at Yu Kunlun: "Those like Chu Xisheng, who regard the national law as trivial, massacre the officials and princesses, and massacre the soldiers of Daning, how can we let it go and tolerate it? The only way is to bring them to justice as soon as possible.

Only the law can shock the world."

"Chu Xisheng is naturally a very vicious person, but things have to be prioritized."

Yu Kunlun shook his head and refused to give in: "Grand Master asked yourself, after killing Chu Xisheng, can you withstand the revenge of Wuxiang Shenzong and his subordinates during the battle with Jidong Bingcheng?"

Dugu Shou heard the words and sneered: "You have to hold on even if you can't hold on, otherwise where is the majesty of the imperial court and where is the king's law? Things have priorities, but what is slow and what is urgent, you and the emperor always put the cart before the horse.

If the imperial court loses its legal system, it means that it loses its legal authority. If the legal system does not exist, everyone in the world can despise the emperor, despise the Daning government, and treat the "Da Ning Code" as a piece of paper."

Yu Kunlun's brows furrowed: "The Grand Master kept saying the truth, but what happened to this girl Ji Qianqian? As far as I know, the number one on the blacklist, the imperial prisoner who shot and wounded the Emperor, was the Grand Master.

Raised with one hand."

Dugu Shou put his hands behind his back: "The death of the Ji family in the past was the result of the emperor's punishment for his innocence. I can't stop it and feel guilty. How can I let the blood of the Ji family disappear?"

He looked unconcerned, but there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Dugu Shou never expected that Ji Qianqian could recover his memory and shoot the emperor.

Theoretically speaking, the suppressive power he left in Ji Qianqian's mind was enough to ensure that Ji Qianqian would not be able to awaken his memory until he reached the first level of cultivation.

"I'm very surprised. The grand master didn't regard Chu Xisheng as a mortal enemy before, but now he wants to get rid of him. Is this not just because he broke the king's law?"

There was a dim light in Yu Kunlun's eyes that was uncertain: "But it has something to do with the twelve dragon gods on Chu Xisheng's body?"

No matter how strong Chu Xi's voice was in the past, it would not endanger Daning's imperial tradition.

If Emperor Jianyuan doesn't work, then another emperor will do it.
To be continued...