Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing

Chapter 39: Breaking the Situation: Treasure Seal Guards the Three Mountains

Jia Cong turned his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

But he saw a young official in a green robe.

According to regulations, officials of the third rank and above in the court wear scarlet robes.

Those above the sixth rank wore blue robes, and the rest wore green robes.

In addition to color, there are also differences in patterns, clothing and hats.

"Supervisory censor?"

Jia Cong immediately guessed the other party's identity.

The rank of the Censor of the Censorate was not high, only the seventh rank.

However, he has the power to report rumors and is in charge of supervision, impeachment and suggestions.

When faced with a tough problem, even cabinet ministers dare to make a report.

In the court, he is basically a person who is hated by everyone.

"Yes, I am Zuo Zixing, the Censor of the Metropolitan Censorate!"

"Others are afraid of you, Uncle Zi Yi, who massacred the entire Wang family the other day, but I, Zuo Zixing, am not afraid!"

"Eating the emperor's salary is the only way to be loyal to the emperor."

"Today, Lord Purple has shown disrespect to His Majesty and failed to fulfill his duty as a subject. I will die and report you."

The Censor Zuo Zixing acted upright and fearless of power.

If someone didn't know the truth, they would really think that Jia Cong was an unforgivable criminal.

But Jia Cong didn't even look at him.

He turned to look at Prince Beijing Shui Rong, who was watching the show leisurely not far from Zuo Zixing.

"Is this your dog?"

This one sentence made Zuo Zixing's face turn pale.

Even the other people present had strange expressions on their faces; no one had expected things to develop in this direction.

There were even a few generals who almost couldn't hold back and laughed out loud on the spot.

"Why do you say that, Lord Ziyi? Lord Zuo is an upright official who dares to speak his mind. This king has always admired him."

"It's a pity that we have never had the chance to make friends."

Shui Rong was a little surprised, but still said it nonchalantly.

The Beijing Prince's Mansion has become a thorn in the side of the royal family, and it is not worried about the large amount of debt.

Even if Emperor Shunde guessed his plot, his imperial nature would still make him repel Jia Cong.

This is an open conspiracy. What can we do even if we find out?
"So what happened down the mountain was also your doing?"

"That's a good plan. You want me to offend His Majesty? Unfortunately..."

It’s a pity that Jia Cong was in no mood to play with him.

He directly revealed Shui Rong's plan.

I haven’t finished speaking yet…

There was a crisp sound of "clang".

The sword flashes when it is unsheathed, and the dazzling sword energy is like a rainbow piercing the sun!

Only the head of Prince Beijing Shui Rong was taken.

"Why do you think I won't kill you?"

……

In an instant, everyone in the colorful tent was there.

Everyone was shocked.

Anyone could see that Censor Zuo Zixing was deliberately looking for trouble today.

Even the smart ones guessed that the Prince Beijing's Palace was behind it.

The officialdom is filled with swords and sabers, and more sinister party struggles than this can be seen everywhere.

Not to mention putting on some eye drops in front of Emperor Shunde.

But no one expected it.

Jia Cong actually didn't follow the rules of officialdom at all, and he turned the table over whenever he wanted.

And it happened in front of Emperor Shunde.

Even Shui Rong himself did not predict this result, and he just sat there in a daze for a while.

He was about to die under the sword.

"My lord, be careful!"

Fortunately, a guard outside the tent arrived in time.

His pale beard was exposed.

His innate martial arts skills were revealed, and a yellowish-brown martial arts will emerged, eventually forming the shape of a mountain range.

It landed in front of Shui Rong and barely blocked Jia Cong's sword energy.

"Jia Cong, how dare you!"

"It's fine if you plotted against me, but you dare to plot against my second sister!"

"Shui Rong, today I want to see if this martial arts expert can save your life!"

The attack failed, and Jia Cong dragged his right hand in vain.

The divine light was vast and the three-inch-sized Shinto seal floated in it.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Now, even the other people present could not hold back. Outside the Wang family's gate that day, Jia Cong's glorious record of killing Wudao Xiantian with a magic weapon that looked like a "seal" had spread throughout the high-level officials of Shenjing.

"Crazy, crazy!"

"Is this Purple Robe Master crazy? It was just a small plot, but he actually went to a life-and-death fight."

"If you take action in front of the emperor, isn't Uncle Zi Yi afraid of being punished by His Majesty?"

Several military generals murmured, and quickly, together with several ministers, pulled Emperor Shunde out of the colorful tent and protected him closely behind them.

Then he turned and looked into the colorful tent.

The guards Shui Rong brought this time were even more powerful than the previous deputy commander of the Beijing camp, Zhao Xing, who was at the third level of innateness.

Not only has his realm reached the fifth level of the innate realm.

Even the martial arts will it condenses is not comparable to Zhao Xing's black python.

The majestic mountains carry an unshakable artistic conception.

These masters are called guards, but in fact they are worshippers.

Even the Prince Beijing's Palace has to treat them with courtesy.

A total of eighty divine powers were infused into the "Shinto Seal".

It gathers most of Jia Cong’s divine power.

The divine light suddenly surged!

It rises up lightly and swells with the wind, until it is thirty feet in circumference, as big as a small mountain.

Smash it down hard.

The terrifying power made Shui Rong, the innate martial arts worshipper, change his expression immediately.

"Your Majesty, please leave!"

Without caring about anything else, he quickly picked up a corner of the water-soluble liquid.

Throw it hundreds of meters away.

Then he exerted his martial arts will with all his strength, gathered his fists and condensed them into a point.

This control over the will of martial arts alone is enough to make him a top figure among the innate martial artists.

"Zhang Wanshan, didn't this old man die in Mobei ten years ago?"

"The Emperor Emeritus even conferred him the title of Sanshanbo posthumously. I never expected that he would fake his death and hide in Prince Beijing's mansion."

"How dare you! Ten years ago, I went to pay tribute to this old man. I thought he really died for his country."

"This water dissolves the deep city."

Several brave generals beside Emperor Shunde immediately recognized the origin of the offerings from Prince Beijing's Palace.

He started cursing.

But most people's attention is still on the two people fighting.

"break!"

After a loud shout.

The two fists that gathered the will of martial arts collided with the Shinto seal.

In the past, relying on the will of the Three Mountains, he defeated countless masters on the grassland and became a fierce general in the army that roamed the northern desert.

The moment the fists collided, a look of horror appeared on his face.

Haven't waited for a reaction yet.

I just felt an overwhelming force coming.

In an instant, his will collapsed and his bones were broken.

He was blown away like a rag sack.

Before he landed on the ground, he had already lost his breath.

The treasure seal returns, and the dust settles!
The few veteran generals in the army who were just yelling and cursing suddenly felt as if their necks were choked.

Silence fell.

one move!
Kill the martial arts innate again!

Moreover, the person killed this time was a fierce general in the army who had already made a name for himself in Mobei ten years ago.

His strength is far beyond what Zhao Xing could compare to before.

Everyone present put themselves in Zhang Wanshan’s shoes and imagined who they were in.

There will be no other outcome except being killed on the spot.

"Shui Rong, come and die!"

Before everyone could come to their senses!
Another ten divine powers were invested into the Shinto seal.

The treasure seal rose into the air again.

Go straight to Shuirong!

"Jia Cong, wait for me!"

The Beijing Prince's Palace once again lost a martial arts innate statue.

Shui Rong was so heartbroken that his heart was bleeding.

Seeing the seal falling, his expression was filled with resentment, and there was no trace of the confident demeanor he had before.

After a while.

There was another loud "boom".

The Shinto seal slammed heavily to the ground, and it seemed as if the entire Xishan Mountain was shaking.

……

(End of this chapter)