Chapter 134 The Second South Persimmon

Chapter 134 The Second South Persimmon

Chapter 134 The Second South Persimmon

Birds fly by in the early morning.

Jiang He left the bedroom and came to the south study in the outer courtyard.

On the street outside the window, Mrs. Chen returned in a carriage.

The prince's mansion is right next to the earl's mansion, but the distance between their backyards is actually not that close. The palace is equipped with study halls, martial arts training halls, stables and other facilities. The so-called garden is where you can run horses at will. It is more like a palace complex than a mansion. The Xiaoyong Hall, where the banquet was held before, usually only receives subordinates and foreign guests from the Anbei Army.

A night has passed, and the death of General Chen has caused an uproar. There are obviously many more mobile vendors outside the Bo Mansion. All forces have paid great attention to the dangerous elements who would suddenly attack and kill people at any time.

Jiang He lay on the rattan chair in the south study, silently practicing the Withering and Flourishing Heart Sutra, and at the same time swallowed ten Aphid Blood Stones.

Five hours passed quickly and the third main channel was successfully opened.

[Hint: Your energy value +100]
[Energy value: 1901]
[Tip: Rare skill quality trait: Withering, causing 6% → 9% additional withering damage]
A familiar feeling of dizziness came over Jiang He, and he stopped practicing. Just as the human body feels tired, the mind is not a perpetual motion machine. Five hours of continuous operation is already his current limit.

As the sun reached its zenith, the mangroves outside the window seemed to be shimmering with golden light. These trees, planted and maintained by the royal palace, were very expensive. It was said that whenever it snowed, you could see a strange sight of fire burning in the snow.

A gray falcon flew into the study through the window, landed on the table and chirped for a while with the crow that was preening its feathers.

"Boss, there are three dragon blood weapons in total: the Dragon Blood Bow, the Dragon Blood Knife, and the Dragon Blood Sword. They are all top-notch weapons at a rare level."

Wu He recounted the story of the Soul Taoist, and then directly stated the investigation results obtained in Daming Sect: "The Soul Taoist killed a dragon in Jianjiang, Yizhou. The Dragon Blood Sword is in the possession of King Anbei. It used to be the sword of the old prince. The bow was also given to Guo Ju by the old prince. As for the sword, it was stolen from the palace of the king sixty years ago. It was stolen by the gangster at that time. If we want to track it down, it may take some time."

Jiang He nodded, "Forget about the sword."

The current situation in Daming Prefecture is not clear, but with the outbreak of the conflict last night, King Anbei has gained a lot. In terms of ensuring that Daming Prefecture does not fall, both sides are allies with the same goal. The more concentrated King Anbei's power is and the more stable his rear is, the greater the effective force of Yizhou in resisting the northern barbarians will be, and at least it will not collapse at the touch of a button.

It was noon at that time, and a team of personal guards from the palace returned to Daming Mansion overnight from the front line to convey the prince's military orders to the generals.

First, the palace's backyard guards, that is, the palace's secret spies, will be under the princess's charge from now on.

Second, we must thoroughly investigate the gangster who assassinated General Chen, and offer a reward of 1,000 taels of gold. Upon receiving the news, you must report to the palace as soon as possible, and the decision will be made by King Anbei himself.

Third, Mrs. Chen caught a cold and cannot leave the hospital in the near future.

Fourth, six days later, the Anbei Military Governor's Office sent troops to wipe out the big bandit Heishanhu. This matter was under the charge of the Chengbei Military Governor's Office led by Pingluanbo, and all the Chengbei Prefecture soldiers, 1,500 people, could be mobilized.

The personal guard who delivered the military order came to the palace and held up a golden-patterned knife, which was the token of King Anbei. Compared with the semi-public military order, this private token from the superior had a higher command power.

"Your Highness has given the order. The commander of the North City Military Prefecture, Cao Jin, has sided with the Yan family. This time, Cao Jin will accompany us to suppress the bandits as a deputy general. I hope that you will kill him and keep it a secret. If anyone is missed, you can use this sword to protect yourself."

The personal soldier handed over the gold-patterned knife. This standard knife was standard equipment for the Anbei Army. Complex patterns were engraved inside using a special technique. The patterns were slightly different. The gold-patterned knives of the generals could be used to represent their identities.

Jiang He took over the sword, which was equivalent to obtaining authorization. Even if the fact of privately killing the commander was exposed, King Anbei would take the responsibility.

"Wait a minute, my Lord. The prince has something else to give you."

The personal soldier dug out a palm-sized wooden box from the bag. After opening the lid, the enticing fruity aroma filled the entire southern study. It was the southern persimmon, a natural treasure that is a specialty of the Jianchi Mountains.

The guard didn't dare to look at it any more and handed the wooden box over with both hands. This thing would be of great benefit to the realm of martial arts.

"The prince said that it was a thank-you gift suitable for both the young and the old."

"Got it." Jiang He accepted the southern persimmon. This thing can greatly improve one's comprehension within three minutes. It is a rare aid to practice. The guards left, and Jiang He wrote a transfer order to Huishun, who forwarded it to Zhu Junshou, who was the dispatcher at the time. There were about 300 embroidered envoys with kung fu in the North City Dusi Mansion, and 1,500 soldiers under their command, which was theoretically enough to deal with the bandits.

However, the Daming Prefecture has now entered a state of combat readiness. Without the permission of King Anbei himself, he has no right to mobilize the Beihun City headquarters to withdraw from the front line. The same applies to other generals and lieutenant generals. The Anbei Governor's Office is trying its best to avoid huge omissions caused by the defense nodes being left empty.

Jiang He took out three things from his item bag.

The first one is a skinny young man who is in deep confusion. This guy has been locked up in a small dark room and is in a semi-demented state. As long as he hears the three words "eldest young master", he will immediately become extremely crazy.

The other two items are the flame ant jade and the camel hump bag. The former can secrete a solution with strong burning properties by gnawing on trees, while the latter is a special storage prop that can store liquid the size of ten standard swimming pools.

Jiang He said to Wu He, "Give the Flame Ant Jade and Camel Hump Bags to your Bird Legion, and try to fill them up."

"I understand." Wuhe nodded. As an exclusive intelligence officer, he was half an assistant and was qualified to take on part of the work.

Jiang He patted the head of the little white snake on his neck, and Zhuang Ya immediately fell to the ground and turned into a human form.

"I also have a mission for you. It's not difficult, but the time and location must be precise. We can communicate and retreat at any time through the contract, so you don't have to feel too stressed."

Jiang He gave a few brief instructions. He didn't intend to keep any parasites, but this would be the first time that Zhuang Ya would act alone and be fully responsible for a link. He was a little worried about the other party's execution ability.

Zhuang Ya tilted her head, the expression on her little face very serious.

"clear?"

"I hope so."

Jiang He stood up and dismantled some tables, chairs and benches around him, and easily created an airtight coffin. Before the thin young man lay down in it, he stuffed a full fifty black gems into his mouth and set the detonation time with the power of Xiaoku's sword finger.

Wuhe's eyelids twitched as he watched.

All the hairs on Zhuang Ya's body stood up, and she instinctively felt a huge threat.

Jiang He wrote two more letters, preparing to send them to the owner of Yanyu Tower and Master Yan respectively.

If Young Master Yan died while he was out suppressing bandits, the Yan family would not be able to blame him openly.

Jiang He had never forgotten the previous act of beating the drum to appeal for justice, and he had to return the favor. After all, he didn't become a player to be bullied. Of course, this matter was generally in line with the purpose of guarding the Daming Mansion.

"The next step is to practice."

Jiang He swallowed the southern persimmon, and his mind suddenly became clear.

The hidden force and the obvious force surged in the palm of the hand. After alternating between the inside and the outside, the two forces gradually entangled together, and finally formed a spiral force.

Three minutes passed in a flash, and the grandmaster's level of transformation was still out of reach.

"Spiral force seems to have a great bonus on armor penetration."

Jiang He gently touched the table, and after a moment a clear spiral palm print was left.

(End of this chapter)