Linzi.
There is no wind or rain today.
After a day of interrogation, Ji Zhaonan, wearing silver armor and snow robe, walked down the long street with an expressionless face.
He is a direct disciple of Jiang Mengxiong, the God of the Great Qi Army, and a meritorious military commander who has been fighting for many years behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons. Therefore, he receives preferential treatment and does not need to wear shackles or chains, nor does he have to sit in a heavenly prison.
All he had to do was come to the Inspection Office in the capital and be interrogated by several senior officials, including Bei Ya Captain Yang Weitong - the Ministry of War had already interrogated him, and Bei Ya would do it again.
Of course, no one dared to torture him, not even to insult him.
But everyone in the Capital Inspection Office was unusually indifferent. That kind of hostility... he felt it clearly.
Just like walking on the streets of Linzi at this moment, his unparalleled grace will definitely attract countless cheers. Anywhere in Qi State, you can receive the courtesy of a hero. Even if you hide yourself in a carriage and drive from car to car
Women who throw fruit are always indispensable.
But today...
Today he is still under suspicion and cannot ride in a carriage that shows his identity or have a guard of honor.
Everyone he met on the street today looked at him with cold eyes.
He understands.
He killed the city's young hero.
He put an end to the legend of being promoted to a prince as a commoner.
The representative of the Xinqi people fell.
Many people's flags have fallen.
He didn't kill Jiang Wang, but Jiang Wang died because of him!
"Ji Zhaonan, Ji Zhaonan!!"
He looked up following the sound and saw a young general with a jade belt wrapped around his forehead. He was being hugged by a group of people. He was still struggling and pointing his halberd at him. He yelled: "He just went to the demon world and he doesn't understand anything."
, you just took him to such a dangerous place. What are your intentions?!"
How proud is Ji Zhaonan?
He always wanted to teach Chongxuan Zun a lesson, and even Chongxuan Chu Liang wanted to try his hand at it.
In the past, no matter how big the background of Li Longchuan's family was, how powerful he was as a general, or how powerful he was, if his own strength was not up to par, he would not be qualified to speak loudly with him.
But today, he didn't say a word and walked forward in silence.
An extremely luxurious carriage passed by. As it passed, the curtains on the windows were lowered, blocking the view inside.
Of course Ji Zhaonan knew that those sitting inside were Yan Fu and Wen Tinglan.
I don't know how many people are waiting for the results of Beiya's interrogation today.
I don’t know how many people have hatred in their teeth and nowhere to vent it.
Hell is too far away after all, and the so-called mastermind behind the scenes has never been traced.
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In the churning carriage.
Wen Tinglan said softly: "I remember that your relationship with Ji Zhaonan was not bad before."
Her father was a court official and he was born into a noble family. Wen Tinglan was certainly aware of Ji Zhaonan's potential and the importance of the Grand Marshal's Office.
At the same time, she believed that Ji Zhaonan could not be blamed for this incident. Life and death in the world of Hell were common occurrences. The person who was waiting to assassinate Jiang Wang was a monk who went to Frostwind Valley for reinforcements in the later period. Obviously, he had to
After hearing the news that Jiang Wang was in Frostwind Valley, I rushed there specially.
Ji Zhaonan couldn't have an eye in the back of his head to see through real-person ambush in advance.
"Yeah, it's just not bad." Yan Fu held her hand and said just that.
Wen Tinglan thought for a while and then said: "Ji Zhaonan has no reason to harm Jiang Wang. He himself has been fighting behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters all year round. In his understanding, fighting against the monsters is a matter of course, so he will
We directly abducted Jiang Wang to Frostwind Valley. The person who went to the demon world was replaced by Chongxuan Zun, and he did the same. There are no problems with the investigation by the Ministry of War and Beiya. We should not blame him until conclusive evidence comes out.
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Because of Yan Fu's relationship, she and Jiang Wang were quite familiar. When Jiang Wang had an accident, of course she couldn't help but feel regretful and even a little sad. But as Yan Fu's fiancée, she needed to think more about Yan Fu.
, make more considerations for her and Yan Fu’s future home.
If Yan Fu thought of it, she would help him think about it. If Yan Fu didn't think of it, she would give him more reminders.
Showing hostility towards Ji Zhaonan is really not rational and "smart" enough.
Yan Fu sighed and said: "Maybe in terms of reason, I shouldn't blame him. But in terms of emotion, how can I not blame him?"
He is famous for having a wide circle of friends, having friends from all walks of life. After all, who doesn't like a noble man who never cares about anything and spends a lot of money at every turn?
Gao Zhe used to hang around him, and brothers Bao Bozhao and Bao Zhongqing also enjoyed his banquets during their lifetimes.
Looking at Linzi, he is the only one who can be friends with the Bao family and the Chongxuan family at the same time.
But at the beginning, Jiang Wuyou chased him all over Linzi and beat him up, and he even talked about who could stop him and beat him. Only Jiang Wang, who had no foundation in Qi State at that time, stepped forward to help him ease the matter and give both parties a step forward.
When he went to Fufeng County, he only took Jiang Wang as his companion...
The carriage continued to move forward.
Wen Tinglan said no more.
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Ji Zhaonan walked alone on the long street, enduring all kinds of looks for a long time.
The Shaohua gun was not taken out.
Unparalleled armor doesn't seem to be able to block all damage.
After he was far away from Beiya and no longer heard Li Longchuan's scolding, he thought for a moment, turned around, and walked towards the Marquis Wu'an Mansion.
The journey was not too far, but it took him a long time.
The Wu'an Hou Mansion built under the supervision of a master craftsman from the Ministry of Industry is very impressive and worthy of Jiang Wang's status.
If he came here in the past, he should have opened the central door wide and Jiang Wang should have welcomed him personally.
Today, standing outside the gate of the Marquis Mansion, facing the nervous-looking gatekeeper, Ji Zhaonan pursed his lips and said softly: "Who is in charge of the house now? Please let me know, I am Ji Zhaonan."
The door closed with a bang.
Ji Zhaonan didn't say anything, just waited quietly outside the door for a while.
Seeing that there was no movement, he just sighed and turned around to leave.
But at this time, the door was opened.
Chongxuansheng, who was wearing a royal robe, was standing behind the gate in a posture of a tiger perched on a dragon's plate.
Ji Zhaonan hasn't decided how to speak yet.
Chong Xuansheng had already said first: "General Ji, what is this?"
"Oh." Ji Zhaonan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I heard that Jiang Wu'an has a direct disciple, but I haven't met him yet. I thought I would come over and have a look... and see if there is anything I can do to help."
Chong Xuan Sheng seemed to think for a while and then said: "What are you talking about, Chu Yao? He is tired from crying and is still sleeping now. As for helping... Thank you for your kindness, but it is really not necessary. The person named Jiang is still in Linzi.
When he was a child, I was in charge of everything in his house, so it's no different now. Besides, I can still afford to raise a child."
Ji Zhaonan was silent for a moment and said with some difficulty: "I'm sorry about Jiang Wang."
"What did General Ji say?" Chong Xuansheng said with a gentle expression, "No one wants this to happen."
"Yeah. No one wants to." Ji Zhaonan sighed and finally said, "Then I won't bother you anymore."
Chong Xuansheng also said goodbye politely: "Okay, General Ji, go slowly. There are indeed some things in the house, so I won't send him away."
Ji Zhaonan slowly left Wu'anhou Mansion.
The steps became a little heavier.
From beginning to end, Chong Xuansheng showed no dissatisfaction.
Exactly like this, it shows that he hates it to the extreme and will never accept an apology.
This enemy has been formed.
Ji Zhaonan was not afraid.
He doesn't care who sees him as his enemy.
It’s just that at a certain moment, I felt lonely.
He also worked hard in Frostwind Valley and put in his best efforts. He should have a clear conscience.
But who would really believe him, Ji Zhaonan?
Yes, how could it be such a coincidence that as soon as Jiang Wang entered the demon world, you were waiting there? How could it be such a coincidence that you abducted Jiang Wang in front of him, but something happened to him in the back?
That's Jiang Wu'an!
It's not some so-called genius raised in a greenhouse.
It is the true military achievement of fighting through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, from the bottom to the top step by step, and fighting with swords and guns on the battlefield.
He survived such a dangerous battlefield as Faxia.
After fighting for thousands of miles with the ancestors of Wusheng Cult, he became the final winner.
I have been to the lost world, to the wilderness, and to the floods.
He has walked out of so many desperate situations.
Now he is stronger than ever.
How come something happened on the first day I went to the demon world?
Why can't I never come back as soon as I meet you, Ji Zhaonan?
If the Demon Realm is such a dangerous place, and Frostwind Valley is such a dangerous place... then why is Jiang Wang dead and you alive?
You said that you Ji Zhaonan is innocent.
How do you ask others to write letters?
"Ah."
Ji Zhaonan chuckled for no reason.
If he were not Ji Zhaonan himself, it would be difficult for him to believe in Ji Zhaonan's innocence.
If anyone took a picture of his smile.
I can write another article in a few days——
"The first thing Ji Zhaonan did after finishing the interrogation and leaving Beiya was to go to the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion to demonstrate. After being stopped by the Marquis of Bowang, he showed a proud smile..."
All these ridiculous and boring things passed through my mind.
Ji Zhaonan finally sighed again.
It has been a deep cold year, and the frost and wind are blowing. There are fewer pedestrians on the street, which inevitably makes it look deserted.
He walks alone.
He was not afraid of anything, nor did he feel aggrieved.
He endured everything.
There are just a few...
Lonely.
Being in my hometown is actually colder than other places.
He took a few steps forward, then stopped again.
At the other end of the long street, there were two people waiting for him.
A very tall young man in military uniform, with a slightly elongated face, a high nose and deep eyes, was pushing a wooden wheelchair. Sitting on the wheelchair was a man with meticulously styled hair and a gentle and friendly expression.
"What are you doing?" Ji Zhaonan's expression turned serious and he raised his eyebrows.
"I was just wandering around, and I just happened to come here." The man with an old blanket on his knees said: "This kid was just lifted from the ban. He said he wanted to go to Linzi so much, and he still had to pull me and push me around the streets every day.
I'm shopping..."
His voice was gentle, and there was a very reassuring power in it.
He said: "Let's go, we've almost finished our shopping. Let's go home together on the way."
Ji Zhaonan looked at Wang Yiwu again.
The once arrogant Wang Yiwu.
After losing to Jiang Wang and being kicked out of Linzi, after three years of hard work, his sharpness is not what it used to be, and his whole person is much calmer. However, his straight spine and steps as measured as a ruler can still show his arrogance.
Sex and self.
At this time, facing the gaze of his senior brother, he just turned the wheelchair silently, shook his head, and signaled "Follow me."
It’s really neither big nor small.
Ji Zhaonan felt his fists itching.
He took his time and followed behind them.
They are not related by blood, but they are so close.
They have different personalities, but they have always been... a family.
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"Should this singing and dancing class be disbanded?"
In the house of Marquis Wu'an, Chong Xuansheng held a thick account book, sketched on it, and said to himself: "Forget it, I will set up a memorial tablet tomorrow and let them sing and dance every day. Anyway, I hope my brother will like it."
"
Yi Shishi, who had been silent until now, said: "He doesn't like to see it."
Chong Xuansheng asked: "How do you know he doesn't like to watch? Why did he bring it all the way from the grassland if he doesn't like to watch?"
"Brother Wang only likes to practice." Shi Shi said.
"Whatever," Chong Xuansheng said, "That's the arrangement. He can't be stubborn with me now anyway."
Fourteen then said nothing.
"Hey." Chong Xuansheng said again: "Do you think we have a funeral for him here, spending a lot of money, and he suddenly comes back? That would be quite scary, right?"
"Will he come back? You can't really say he's dead, right? He didn't look at the body. Bob Zhao didn't look at the body either... Bah!"
"Ji Zhaonan...maybe intentionally, maybe unintentionally. I won't think the best of him. Why should I think the best of him? Wang Yiwu harmed you, Ji Zhaonan harmed Jiang Wang. I won't settle this debt.
Just wait and see! Just wait and see..."
He was talking to himself and pacing back and forth.
I took a writing brush and scratched left and right. The usually clear accounts became more and more confusing for some reason.
"How did the Wu'an Hou Mansion do this? What kind of bad accounts did it record!"
He slammed the account book and threw it on the desk.
He walked out in a few steps and said to the little skinny monkey outside the study: "I asked you to practice calligraphy and calligraphy as your master told me. Why are you hanging around here all the time!?"
Chu Yao looked at Chong Xuan Sheng nervously, but still mustered up the courage to say: "Master...when will he come back?"
"He's dead. He's been beaten to death. He's not coming back." Zhong Xuansheng waved his hand impatiently: "Go away - hey! Why are you still holding on?"
Chu Yao stood there stubbornly, just shaking his head stubbornly: "I don't believe it! My master is invincible in the world. He is the only one who can kill others, and no one else can kill him!"
"How far can you see? Why do you say you are invincible? You beat this one to death and that one all day long. Who can you beat?" Chong Xuansheng raised his foot to kick him, but when he saw Chu Yaochu didn't move, he
He put his feet down again with great difficulty.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at Chu Yao and said: "Now that we're talking about this, I'm going to tell you something seriously today, little bastard. You are Brother Wang's direct disciple, and I won't give you a single cent of what I should give you.
Miss you. Just as your master treated you before, I will treat you the same way. But you don’t have any thoughts that you shouldn’t have. I hope that my brother still has his family, and I hope that my brother’s family fortune will be taken care of in the future.
Leave it to her. Do you understand?"
As he spoke, he became angry again: "No, why are you so tight-lipped? Are you still aggrieved? Do you think I haven't given you enough?"
"I do not want anything!"
Right in front of him, this stubborn and strong skinny monkey suddenly couldn't stop crying and cried loudly: "I want Master! I want Master! I want Master!!"
Crying and shouting, he kicked Zhong Xuan Sheng, then turned around and ran away.
"What kind of disciple does Jiang Wang teach?" Chong Xuansheng pointed at the boy's back and said to the silent Shi Shi next to him: "There is no etiquette at all, just like him! Heir to the arrogant family!"
Fourteen doesn't speak.
Zhong Xuan Sheng slowly sat down. His overweight body made this movement not easy for him.
Dressed in fine clothes, he was sitting on the threshold of the study.
His voice lowered, and he said a little aggrievedly: "How can I tell this to a child?"
Fourteen sat down next to him silently and leaned gently on his shoulder.
The contemporary Prince Bowang looked up at the sky: "Those who look too close are bald, and those who look too close are stupid."
This chapter has been completed!