After Wang Shuo walked in, he soon saw Feng Ningwu coming over. Her beautiful eyes fell on Wang Shuo, she glanced at him a few times and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay. You can go back and rest."
"What can happen to me?" Wang Shuo felt that this woman was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was going on.
When Wang Shuo returned to his residence, Xiao Nuan soon came over and prepared food and a change of clothes for Wang Shuo: "Young Master, oh no... You are the marshal now. You go and take a bath first. This is the wind."
General Ningwu asked me to prepare the official robe for you."
"Official robe?" Wang Shuo frowned, looked at the dark blue python robe, silently followed Xiao Nuan, ate, washed, changed clothes, and came to the mirror.
Looking at himself in the mirror, wearing official robes, he nodded with satisfaction.
After Wang Shuo changed into his official robe, people started coming outside one after another.
Countless immortal soldiers stood on both sides of the door, and Feng Ningwu walked out from the crowd: "Wang Shuo, come out, I will take you to complete the inauguration ceremony of the Tianhe Navy."
"Ceremony?" Looking at Feng Ningwu's serious expression, Wang Shuo pulled up his sleeves unaccustomedly and followed Feng Ningwu to the ordering stage.
In fact, there was nothing much to do, no doubt just burning incense and the like. After a lot of cumbersome etiquette, it was finally over.
Wang Shuo came down from the command platform, and Feng Ningwu seemed to have adapted to the role of deputy general and always stood beside Wang Shuo. Wang Shuo looked at her strangely and asked: "Do you regret getting me back?"
You didn't get the benefit, but in the end you lost your position as Marshal of the Tianhe Navy?"
"Regret? Never." Feng Ningwu glanced at Wang Shuo, her expression remained unchanged. Wang Shuo shrugged and asked no more questions.
On the second day after Wang Shuo took office, many guests from the Tianhe navy came, including the four heavenly kings and officials from heaven, who came with gifts to congratulate him.
Wang Shuo, with Feng Ningwu's help, managed to deal with these people.
And he acted as a hands-off shopkeeper for a while, leaving Feng Ningwu alone in the hall, and ran outside to hang out alone.
While Wang Shuo was walking by a flower bed, a man chased him from behind and shouted: "Marshal Qinglian, wait a moment."
Wang Shuo looked back and saw that it was King Chen, one of the four heavenly kings.
"Marshal Qinglian, after all, this is the first time we have been alone together." King Chen Tian walked over with a smile and continued: "My original name is Chen Xing. It has been more than six hundred years since I took over the position of the previous King. Speaking of which,
You can be considered an old man. I know the things in the Holy Court best. There are countless intrigues and secret fights. Now that you are the Marshal of Tianhe, to be honest, I am afraid it will be a little difficult..."
"Oh?" Wang Shuo looked at Chen Tianwang who seemed to be here to chat about home affairs, with a half-smile but not a smile.
"Haha, but this is normal, you will get used to it in the future." Chenxing walked side by side calmly, hugged Wang Shuo's shoulders, and deliberately narrowed the distance between the two.
Wang Shuo didn't speak, but looked at him quietly.
"Marshal Qinglian, you don't have to look at me like this. I'm just here to remind you out of kindness. Ask yourself, have you ever been treated unfairly since you came back from taking office?" Chenxing looked like someone who had come before.
Wang Shuo stopped and thought about it carefully. It seemed that... he had not been treated unfairly, right? Feng Ningwu was very talkative and Xiao Nuan's service was very considerate.
The soldiers of the Tianhe Navy did not show any rejection.
So he told the truth: "No."
"No? How is it possible that Feng Ningwu didn't make things difficult for you?" Chenxing was stunned.
For no reason, a grand marshal with a secret decree was parachuted in to take charge of the Tianhe navy, which has been hereditary for generations of the Feng family. Feng Ningwu was unmoved? This is obviously wrong.
No, maybe Wang Shuo is a tough talker and doesn't want to admit it.
Thinking of this, Chen Xing didn't say anything: "Haha, if the marshal says no, then there won't be. But things like power always make people obsessed with it. I think even if nothing happens, we must prepare for a rainy day, otherwise it will happen.
There will be no chance to regret it.”
"Oh? You mean, let me take precautions to prevent Feng Ningwu from targeting me?" Wang Shuo thought for a while, and it seemed that what he said made sense.
But with his strength, it seems like he doesn’t have to worry so much, right?
"I didn't say that, Marshal Qinglian, don't think too much, but if you encounter any trouble, just come to me. I, Chen Xing, am one of the four heavenly kings, so I can still help you a little."
Xing smiled.
"Okay, I understand." Wang Shuo nodded.
"In that case, I will leave first, otherwise I will be easily discovered by others if I leave for too long." After Chen Xing said this, he glanced around a few times and headed towards the return road.
Wang Shuo was left alone, standing by the flower bed.
Looking at the colorful flowers in the flower bed, he touched his chin. He really couldn't imagine why Yaochi arranged this position for him.
Is it just to experience these intrigues?
While Wang Shuo was deep in thought, another person came later. This time it was Feng Ningwu. She sat directly on the edge of the flower bed, straightened her skirt, and asked: "Chen Xing came just now and told you
What?"
"Oh, it's nothing. You just want me to prepare for a rainy day so that you don't target me." Wang Shuo said calmly.
"Oh?" Feng Ningwu was obviously a little stunned by this answer, and looked at Wang Shuo in confusion: "You just told me so simply?"
"There's nothing to hide about this, right?" Wang Shuo frowned. These so-called intrigues and fights for power were not important to him. He just wanted to find out what happened to his three disciples in the Chaos Pearl.
"There's nothing to hide? That's right, everyone here is my people." Feng Ningwu smiled sweetly, then looked at Wang Shuo, and continued: "Similarly, they are all your people too."
"Don't worry, I won't harm you. If there is only one person in this vast heaven who wishes you well, maybe it's me." Feng Ningwu held her face and said with a smile.
"The only person who wishes me well?" Wang Shuo looked at her deeply, squinted his eyes and asked, "I'm very curious, is the content in the secret edict true or false?"
"What do you think?" Feng Qingwu asked.
Wang Shuo, "Logically speaking, not many people know that my name is Qinglian. In this world, there are only three people who know it. And you mentioned this name in the secret edict to the empress. This proves that the secret edict is
This thing is indeed true.”
"Since it's true, you still ask me?"
"Just because the secret decree is true, it doesn't mean that the secret decree you gave to the empress is true. I want to know the real content of the secret decree, and I need to find someone."
"Haha, I can't tell you the content of the secret decree yet. It will take some time. It's still half a year. In half a year, I will go to the frontier. If I come back, I will give you the secret decree. If I don't come back, I will let you know.