y place she could feel familial love was with Yuanfei.Now, Empress Yuan lies in state, while Mu Yinghua has long since cried herself dry. She stares blankly at the coffin, her entire being seeming to...In Feng Zhen's small courtyard, Feng Zhen and Zhang Liyang sat in the living room.

To Zhang Liyang's question, Feng Zhen didn't say much, just saying, "This is a bet between His Majesty and Li Zhiyi."

"The Emperor wagered with Gu Zhu Gu Zhu…"

Of course, it's not overt gambling, just an unspoken understanding.

"But I only have the Second Ring of Qi Meridian Realm. If the other party..."

"Rest assured, those above the Eight Pulse Realm will not make a move."

"Rest assured, Ancestor. I will definitely bring the living He Houde into the Ministry of War!"

Hearing that the highest cultivation level was the Eight Meridians Realm, Zhang Liyang suddenly felt a few points more confident.

Throughout his journey, Zhang Liyang never shied away from those with a higher cultivation level than him, unless the difference was too vast.

"Hmm." Feng Zhen was quite satisfied with Zhang Liyang. After all, the things Zhang Liyang had done made Feng Zhen very pleased. Moreover, in Feng Zhen's eyes, Zhang Liyang's cultivation and aura were even more astonishing than what he had seen from Feng Ren'en.

So Feng Zhen also asked a question he would later regret, "What reward do you desire"

Asking for rewards before the deed is done shows Feng Zhen's confidence and affirmation in Zhang Liyang.

Zhang Liyang wasn't polite; he licked his lips and blurted out something that left Feng Zhen speechless, "Reporting to the Ancestor, I want the position of commander defending Flying Dragon City!"

"You...what did you say"

"Well...it seems Princess Huqing needs the Dragon City Garrison Commander's position."

Whew!

Feng Zhen let out a slight sigh of relief. He had thought Zhang Liyang was going to take the position of city guard commander himself.

But the following words still made Feng Zhen extremely conflicted. Princess Huaqing wanted to sit in that position

What does a princess do with the position of a city commander

As for Feng Zhen's question, Zhang Liyang also made an explanation, wanting Fei Long City to become the last paradise for eunuchs. It would be difficult for an outsider to agree to this easily.

Feng Zhen was also very conflicted about this. Princess Huqing had already taken the position of the lord of Feilong City, and she had given up halfway through building her paradise

"Go prepare first, I still need to think about this."

Eunuchs cannot participate in government affairs, but how could throughout history have dynasties avoided this As long as the emperor on the Dragon Throne needs eunuchs, avoiding their involvement in government is impossible. The only difference lies in the extent of their influence.

To what extent did Feng Zhen's influence extend to the Dagan Dynasty and Emperor Dagan Even Feng Zhen himself wouldn't dare guarantee it!

After leaving Feng Zhen's courtyard, Zhang Liyang did not return to Yuqing Palace but drove straight into the city. After finding Guan Fengsi and his men, he headed straight for Xiaohuang Mountain outside the city.

According to Feng Zhen, as long as He Houde can enter the Ministry of War between tonight's midnight and tomorrow morning, then the Great Q Emperor wins.

Zhang Liyang also pondered in his heart, why would the Emperor of Great Qin do this After thinking about it, perhaps the Emperor of Great Qin was just telling others that as long as he was still around, the sky of the Great Qin Dynasty would still be his!

Without stopping, Zhang Liyang led the people straight to the foot of Huangshan Mountain, where they saw a carriage.

Walking straight up, he lifted the carriage curtain. Zhang Liyang saw a terrified He Houde being bound inside, with a smelly sock stuffed in his mouth.

"Woooooo..."

Seeing it was Zhang Liyang, He Houde struggled frantically, making whimpering sounds in his mouth.

But Zhang Liyang ignored him. After confirming that He Houde had only been sealed at his meridians and bound, he lowered the curtain again.

Looking up at the sky, it was already evening. The summer sunset on the horizon blazed like fire, burning through half the sky.

From Xiao's Mountain to the Ministry of War, it would normally take no more than two hours. But from midnight to dawn, there are four hours in between. If you factor in external obstacles, time is incredibly tight.

Without explanation for the reason, Zhang Liyang simply relayed the task to Guan Fengsi and others.

"Rest assured, sir, we will keep any future enemies at bay."

"No, I don't need you to hold off the enemy." Zhang Liyang shook his head. "I need you to do something else."

The fiery clouds at the horizon gradually dimmed, as if running out of fuel, until a full moon began to appear, covering the entire sky with a silvery white sand.

Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!

"Drive!"

As soon as it was the hour of the child, a whip crackled, and the carriage that had been parked for most of the day began to move under Zhang Liyang's lash, slowly heading towards the imperial city on the horizon.

Whoosh!

A sharp sound rang out in the dark night. Zhang Lixiang almost didn't need to look to know it was an arrow fired from a powerful bow, and one arrow was flying towards them.

Swoosh~

A hand shot out, grasping the arrow as it was about to strike and holding it suspended in mid-air.

From extreme speed to a sudden stop, the immense kinetic energy caused the arrow's tail to vibrate at high speed, emitting a buzzing sound like a bee.

Rip~!

A ripping sound of cloth echoed, and a cold sword light appeared before the carriage, directly stabbing towards Zhang Liyang.

By the moonlight, Zhang Liyang saw that it was a blue long sword, its blade shimmering and not like an ordinary weapon.

"What a good sword!"

Zhang Liyang couldn't help but admire, then his wrist turned with a burst of strength, the arrow in his hand shot towards the swordsman at an even faster speed than before.

Here we go!

Under the flashing sword light, arrows were deflected aside into the darkness, while the advancing longsword was seemingly unaffected and once again thrust forward towards Zhang Liyang, its edge gleaming with chilling frost.

Phew!

As Zhang Liyang's sleeves danced, his palms flipped, and white-gold motes flickered. His sleeves moved like pythons, instantly encircling the long sword. Then, Zhang Liyang bent his middle finger and flicked it against the blade.

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