bookbashuk Chapter 773 Flames can sometimes bring warmth, and sometimes they can bring destruction.
Chapter 773 Flames can sometimes bring warmth, and sometimes they can bring destruction.
Chapter 773 Flames can sometimes bring warmth, and sometimes they can bring destruction.
"Little sister, I think Grandpa is right. Nanxiao is a very smart person. If Grandpa can think of something, Nanxiao should have thought of it long ago too!" Xiao Hongchen quickly comforted Meng Hongchen, afraid that the girl would blurt it out.
As the eldest brother, he was still quite afraid of Jing Hongchen's imposing presence, but this girl wasn't!
"Yes! Meng'er, don't get excited! There's still time! We can discuss it again!" Jing Hongchen was also afraid of his granddaughter. As soon as he put on a stern face, Xiao Hongchen immediately became like a quail. Only Meng Hongchen was still smiling and reaching out to pluck her beard.
"Yes, sister, Nanxiao might have a plan to deal with this. If you interfere, wouldn't you be disrupting Nanxiao's plans?" Xiao Hongchen calmly analyzed.
Meng Hongchen turned to stare at Xiao Hongchen and said softly, "Brother, are you saying I'll hold Nanxiao back?"
An invisible aura instantly enveloped Xiao Hongchen, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
Ya Bai, he can't beat his own sister.
"This...that...no, I didn't say anything!" Xiao Hongchen honestly reached out to protect his head.
Jing Hongchen glanced helplessly at Xiao Hongchen. Why was the older brother becoming more and more afraid of his younger sister?
"Alright, alright, Meng'er, sit down first. Even if you're going to help, you need a plan. Let me devise a strategy!"
Upon hearing this, Meng Hongchen sat back down, but her brows were furrowed.
"Grandpa, Mingdetang is not as good as it used to be. What should we do?" Meng Hongchen asked.
After the reconstruction of Mingde Hall, the Hongchen family only had a portion of loyal forces left, far less than before. If it weren't for Jing Hongchen's reputation, they would probably have fallen to the level of a second-rate power.
"I am also pondering," Jing Hongchen slowly closed his eyes.
Should I write a letter and send it to Shrek Academy?
It's estimated that Shrek Academy won't believe even a tenth of what he says. Jing Hongchen's reputation at Shrek Academy isn't high; even commoners might have a stronger word on him.
Moreover, Xu Tianran has planted countless spies within Shrek Academy. If these spies discover them, the Hongchen family will be completely destroyed in his hands. This is a gamble they cannot afford to take.
After a moment of contemplation, Jing Hongchen opened his eyes and suddenly remembered that when Ye Nanxiao was still at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, there were two people who had a very good relationship with Ye Nanxiao.
"Xuan Ziwen and Commander Ju Zi, perhaps these two can help me repay Ye Nanxiao's favor!"
"The Fire Phoenix Soul Mentorship might be a good place for Meng'er."
Regardless of the relationship between Ju Zi and Ye Nanxiao, Ju Zi, who has already risen to the position of Grand Commander, will undoubtedly become one of the most powerful figures in the empire. The Hongchen family now needs a new ally.
The border between the Heavenly Soul Empire and the Sun Moon Empire, the point where the straight line between the Imperial Academy and Dongyang City intersects.
A homing pigeon flapped its broad wings and dragged its rather plump body into the sky.
Its plump body and slender wings seemed somewhat mismatched, and the specially made letter tubes on its legs glowed with a faint red light.
"Old Wen, you've overfed these pigeons; they can barely fly anymore."
Wen Ziyi looked up at the carrier pigeon that was gradually disappearing into the sky, without responding to the sound.
"What a pity! This pigeon is quite plump; it would definitely taste delicious if used to make soup!"
"Old Wen, you're so good at raising pigeons, why don't we open a roast pigeon restaurant together? The business would definitely be a huge success!"
"Maybe in less than a year, we'll both be rich!"
"Old Wen, are you listening?"
Seeing that he received no response within five seconds, the talkative young man jumped down from the tree, with a few leaves curled up like cigarette rolls in his mouth.
"Old Wen, why aren't you talking to me?" The talkative young man asked, looking puzzled.
After being bombarded with voice messages one after another, Wen Ziyi couldn't help but shake his head and say, "The title they've given you everywhere shouldn't be 'Martial Marquis,' it should be 'Talkative Marquis'!"
Marquis Wu was enfeoffed as Jing Huai.
Feng Jinghuai smiled and said, "I earned the title of Marquis Wu through my own efforts, not by begging them to give it to me. Besides, I only wanted to make a beauty smile at the time. Who could have predicted that I would win the selection and ultimately earn merit?"
Wen Ziyi glanced at Feng Jinghuai. It was outrageous that this guy would participate in the military conscription selection just to pick up girls, not only winning an official position and going to war, but also winning a great victory and being ennobled.
However, his shortcomings are too obvious; he succeeds because of his womanizing, but he also fails because of it.
"Ah, speaking of which, I'm still getting used to it after coming out. Inside, I had people serving me every day, but now I have to do everything myself. Old Wen, do you think this counts as being a 'peaceful dog'? I'm still not used to sleeping on a pillow." Feng Jinghuai rested his head on his hands, a look of bewilderment flashing in his eyes.
Having spent so much time in prison, he may have laughed and joked, but deep down he had resigned himself to his fate.
Who told Feng Jinghuai to be a nobleman with no powerful backers? He only had a title he fought for, and without connections or influence, he had no one to turn to for help when it was taken away.
"You're not a peaceful dog, you're just shameless and deserve a beating." Wen Ziyi glanced at the stars in the night sky and took out a rather old pocket watch from his pocket.
Feng Jinghuai was restless, and when he saw Wen Ziyi take out a pocket watch, he leaned over and took a look.
"Wow, Lao Wen, I never expected you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, who doesn't talk much, to be a secret crush? You even have someone's photo on your pocket watch? But why is it a man? You don't like homosexuality, do you?" Feng Jinghuai laughed several times, then suddenly stopped. He was quite close to Wen Ziyi now.
Wen Ziyi calmly put away the pocket watch, turned to look at Feng Jinghuai, a move that startled the latter, who quickly retreated.
"Damn it! Old Wen, no way! Our prison camaraderie of so many years!" Feng Jinghuai took a few steps back again.
"The time is almost here, let the brothers get ready." Wen Ziyi's expression remained unchanged, not angered by Feng Jinghuai's joke, his eyes as calm as still water.
"Huh? Oh, oh." Feng Jinghuai then remembered that they had come with a mission: to unite with the border troops, create some minor frictions with the Tianhun Empire, and then stay with the border troops under the pretext of increasing border defenses.
"Also, that photo is of our benefactor. Now, if we ask you what your benefactor looks like, can you answer?" Wen Ziyi asked.
"Um... well, he seems to be an ice skating performer?" Feng Jinghuai said uncertainly. "What does he look like? I forgot. He's not a beauty. I'll recognize him next time I see him!"
Wen Ziyi shook his head slightly. This guy had just seen the photo he had placed on his pocket watch, but he forgot about it in the blink of an eye. It seems that only women can catch his eye.
The reason he always remembered Ye Nanxiao was simple: Ye Nanxiao had rescued him, and once he was out, he had a chance to take revenge.
With Ju Zi's deliberate permission, Wen Ziyi, under the guise of protecting the capital, apprehended many nobles with ulterior motives, thus contributing significantly to Xu Tianran's national treasury.
Among these actions, he secretly used a book of Zhang San's theories left behind by Ye Nanxiao to send several targets of revenge to Xingtai.
The entirely new logical theory deeply impressed Wen Ziyi.
Abandoned by the Wen family and left in a sorry state, Wen Ziyi was, in Xu Tianran's eyes, nothing more than a good knife if he lost his usefulness and was thrown away at will, as many noble families would tear him apart.
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A good knife will become unusable if it is not properly maintained after prolonged use, and once it is unusable, it should be thrown away.
Feng Jinghuai shrugged, reached out, and grasped the Martial Soul Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand.
"Brothers, get moving, get ready to work!"
Feng Jinghuai whistled, and immediately dozens of figures appeared from all directions at incredible speed.
"My lord, the brothers are all ready!" The leader was covered in soul-guided armor, wore a strange mask, and had an evil vertical pupil on his forehead.
These figures all have speed-boosting devices on their backs and limbs.
"Evil Monarch Squad, follow me and charge!" Feng Jinghuai looked at a military camp in the distance, his eyes filled with excitement.
Wen Ziyi walked slowly forward and instructed, "Don't forget to bring a video recording device. Film the good deeds of the border generals, and then get the token."
The border general stationed on the border with the Heavenly Soul Empire belonged to a noble family in Mingdu, and was also one of the enemies who had taken advantage of him and tried every means to kill Wen Ziyi.
He certainly carried the token to take over the border troops, but he knew this border general was fond of accepting bribes, especially from beautiful women.
Bringing Meiji along to the military camp and using her to win over the rough men who spend all year in the camp is very effective.
Wen Ziyi's goal was to use the army's discipline to catch this person violating military regulations, remove his hat and throw him into the military prison, and then use the chaos of the Tianhun Border Army to break into a conflict with the Riyue Border Army, so that this border army general who loved Meiji could be confirmed to have committed a series of crimes such as colluding with the enemy, neglecting his duties, and losing the border.
Incidentally, he was also charged with assassinating the Ming capital's troop mobilization force.
Numerous charges piled up until the point of immediate execution was reached.
"Zhang Sanjun, as expected of the madman known as the lawless outlaw," Wen Ziyi said, enjoying the chaos as he gazed at the stars.
The border general was named Li Kang. Just as Wen Ziyi's intelligence had predicted, in the middle of the night, he had just finished training with his several beautiful concubines and was lying on his woolen bed preparing for the next charge. But just as he was ready, he heard a commotion and chaos outside, which startled him so much that he almost had a problem.
Just as he stormed out, wearing only his undergarments, he saw in the distance that the border troops of the Heavenly Soul Empire were charging into his own defensive lines.
This enraged Li Kang, and just as he was about to give the order, he suddenly saw dozens of afterimages appear, moving at incredible speed. They not only subdued the border troops of the Heavenly Soul Empire, but also subdued the generals on his side.
A sharp pain shot through his thigh. He looked down and saw two blades embedded in his thigh.
"Aaaaaah!"
Just as Li Kang let out a scream, a black chess piece flew out at high speed and hit him in the throat.
The heavy soul power enveloping the chess piece rendered Li Kang speechless, and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.
"Flames, sometimes dazzling, bring warmth."
A tall, slender figure slowly came into Li Kang's view.
"And sometimes, it brings destruction and rebirth."
"Master Li, I've come to repay you for that fire back then."
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