Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

The next morning.

Yang Zhengshan sat in front of the ceremonial gate in the front yard of the Marquis's mansion, looking at the guards lined up in front.

Two hundred personal guards, one hundred guards, these are the people he can use now.

The number is not large, but the strength is definitely not weak.

Needless to say, the two hundred personal guards, each of them has a cultivation level of more than the fourth level of the acquired realm.

The one hundred guards are similar, they have also received military training, and their cultivation levels are also more than the fourth level of the acquired realm.

"My Lord, everyone is here!" Luo Jinsong stepped forward and reported.

Ding Qiu and Wu Zhan stood behind Yang Zhengshan.

As for Wu Zheng, he is not responsible for guarding, he is specifically responsible for gathering information, and he has a lot of people under his command, but Yang Zhengshan will not use his people.

Yang Zhengshan nodded, slowly stood up, and smiled: "There will be a not-so-small operation this afternoon. Brothers, be careful when the time comes, don't capsize in the gutter!"

The eyes of the guards suddenly lit up when they heard this.

Raise the troops for a thousand days and use them for a moment!

Since the destruction of the Wuliang army, they have not fought for three or four years. This is really raising the troops for a thousand days.

Looking at the guards who seemed particularly excited, Yang Zhengshan raised the corners of his mouth and pressed his hands, "Haha, today is a small scene, well, a very small scene, just catching a group of petty thieves!"

"But this is our first battle in Kyoto. You must show the might of our Marquis Mansion and let everyone in Kyoto know that the soldiers from Chongshan Town are the elite of the elite!"

Although they are all guards of the Yang family now, in fact, they are still soldiers of Chongshan Town in their bones.

Even the former guards of the Yang family are the same!

"However capable you are, show them to me today, I am still waiting for you to grow face!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

If you don't make a sound, you will be amazing!

Everyone knows that Yang Zhengshan has made great achievements in battle, but how many people have really seen the elite army under his command?

Today is just a small scene, there are no thousands of troops, but Yang Zhengshan wants to show the power of thousands of troops!

Let the dignitaries, civil and military officials and the people of Kyoto see what the elite of the elite is.

"Don't worry, my lord, we will not let you down!" Luo Jinsong said loudly.

Looking at the excited faces, Yang Zhengshan's eyes sparkled and ordered: "Eat, wait for departure!"

It was almost noon, and the guards took a lot of time to enter the city from the farm. In order to conceal their tracks, they entered the city from different gates in batches.

Now the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion is loose outside and tight inside. From the outside, the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion is still the same as before. The side door of the mansion is open, and there is silence in front of the door, but in fact, there are servants on duty at all the doors to prevent anyone from peeping into the situation in the mansion.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded, and then dispersed to the yard next to them to eat.

People are iron, and food is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry.

Warriors not only have to eat, but also eat much more than ordinary people.

In the past, Yang Zhengshan had to eat five bowls of rice at a meal, and he couldn't eat less than one bowl. However, after entering the Xiantian realm, his appetite has become much smaller, and he won't feel hungry even if he doesn't eat for two or three days.

But he has become accustomed to eating and drinking a lot, so now he still maintains the habit of eating every meal, and he eats a lot at every meal.

Between the Neiyi Gate and the Mansion Gate, the courtyard on the east side is the living area for the guards, which not only has dormitories and dining halls, but also stables, armories, etc.

It's a pity that Yang Zhengshan is not leading troops now, so he can't store armor at home.

These guards can only fight in black clothes now, but it doesn't matter. Next, they will not face the enemy on the battlefield, but a group of people similar to Jianghu warriors.

After the guards finished their meal, Yang Zhengshan also put on the gilded mountain armor. The extra armor cannot be kept at home, but Yang Zhengshan's own armor can still be kept at home.

Wearing gilded armor, holding a black iron spear, and straddling Hongyun's back, Yang Zhengshan's temperament suddenly changed.

Murderous and majestic!

Under his leadership, the three hundred guards instantly became sharp.

Before the time came, Yang Zhengshan rode his horse and stood quietly behind the gate of the mansion, with the three hundred guards holding weapons, lined up neatly, and stood straight.

If someone suddenly came here, they would definitely be scared.

While Yang Zhengshan was waiting, Emperor Yanping was sitting in the imperial study in the imperial city, playing with a small black jade unicorn indifferently.

"The old servant greets His Majesty!"

Nan Sheng walked into the study, first glanced at the few eunuchs standing next to him, and then hurried forward to pay his respects.

"Well!"

Emperor Yanping lowered his eyes, and his attention was still on the black jade unicorn in his hand.

The small black jade unicorn is only two inches in size, but the carving is extremely surprising, vivid and lifelike, obviously from the hands of a master craftsman.

Nan Sheng stood by, lowering his head, but he glanced at Emperor Yanping from time to time.

He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Emperor Yanping today. He seemed to have not seen such a calm Emperor Yanping for a long time.

Before ascending the throne, Emperor Yanping had a cynical attitude towards everything, and he could remain calm even if he encountered trouble.

But after ascending the throne, Emperor Yanping's state of mind became unbalanced, and he seemed a little impatient in doing things, and that cynical mentality disappeared.

But today, Nan Sheng suddenly felt that the original cynical King Cheng was back!

Time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere in the imperial study was quiet and a little stuffy, which made Nan Sheng feel panic inexplicably.

Suddenly, Emperor Yanping spoke, "What time is it?"

"Your Majesty~~"

Nan Sheng was about to reply, but suddenly found a figure walking out from behind the curtain on the left side of Emperor Yanping, "Your Majesty, it's already Shen time!"

Nan Sheng's pupils suddenly condensed, staring at the figure.

This was a strange figure with a face he had never seen before.

He was the eunuch beside Emperor Yanping, not only in charge of the Silijian, but also the imperial envoy of the Secret Guard and the commander of the Imperial Guard.

But now a face he had never seen before appeared beside Emperor Yanping, which made him feel a little incredible.

Emperor Yanping raised his head and looked at the shock on Nansheng's face, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Nan Sheng!"

"This old slave is here!"

"Do you know who he is?"

"This old slave doesn't know!"

"Then I'll introduce you to Blood Blade, the commander of the Black Blade!"

Emperor Yanping had a playful smile on his face, and pointed to the right, "And him, Blood Blade, the commander of the White Sword!"

Nan Sheng turned his head stiffly to the right, and saw a figure appearing in the curtain over there.

Blood Blade, he naturally knew.

Blood Blade was in the Imperial Guard Division, but the Imperial Guard Division did not have the command of Blood Blade.

He had also thought about controlling Blood Blade, but later found that there were only a dozen Blood Blades, and each of them seemed particularly cold, which forced him to give up the initiative to contact Blood Blade.

In fact, Blood Blade is not only a dozen people. Since Taizu established Darong more than three hundred years ago, Blood Blade has maintained a scale of 48 people.

Blood Blade is divided into four teams, White Sword, Black Blade, Thunder Spear, and Wind Arrow.

Each team has twelve people, and everyone has his own inheritance.

Simply put, the 48 members of the Blood Blade have been passed down from generation to generation, and the Blood Blade of three hundred years ago is the ancestor of the current Blood Blade.

Therefore, the family and descendants of the Blood Blade have another name, the Soul Guarding Clan.

They guard the spirits of their ancestors, the spirits of the Great Ancestor.

And their residence is in the imperial mausoleum.

This secret is unknown to few people in the entire Darong.

Nan Sheng didn't know, he thought there were only a dozen Blood Blades.

Looking at the white sword and the black knife coming out from behind the curtain, Nan Sheng's panic became stronger.

And at this moment, there was a commotion outside the palace.

Hua Hua Hua~~

The neat footsteps, mixed with the sound of iron armor rubbing, surrounded the Taiji Hall.

"Your Majesty!"

Nan Sheng looked at Emperor Yanping in astonishment.

Emperor Yanping stood up and glanced at him lightly, "Tell me, I really want to know who you are working for?"

Nan Sheng's pupils suddenly condensed, and the next moment he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Your Majesty, I am loyal to you!"

"Loyal! Hehe~~I don't want to hear your excuses, but as a master and servant, I am willing to give you a chance!"

Emperor Yanping stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Nansheng with a playful look in his eyes.

"Do you think you have another chance?"

Nansheng lay on the ground, trembling.

He was afraid, it was an innate fear.

"Old slave, old slave~~"

He wanted to argue, but for a moment he didn't know how to argue.

Since Emperor Yanping had already taken action, it meant that everything outside was ready.

"You should be very clear about the torture of the Secret Guards. If you want to try it, I have no objection!"

Emperor Yanping gave him a cold look, then raised his foot and walked out the door.

"Your Majesty!"

Nansheng wanted to beg for mercy, but as soon as he raised his head, a knife and a sword fell in front of him.

The blade was like ink, and the sword was like a mirror, reflecting his eyes full of fear.

Looking into his own eyes, feeling the panic from the bottom of his heart, Nan Sheng suddenly seemed to have all the strength in his body drained away, he sat on the ground, his face pale.

"Your Majesty, I don't know!"

Emperor Yanping stopped walking at the door and turned to look at him, "I don't know!"

"He calls himself Chi Jun!" Nan Sheng said hoarsely.

"Chi Jun!" Emperor Yanping's expression moved slightly, "So why did you betray me?"

"Old slave, old slave~~" Nan Sheng hesitated to speak, he looked at Emperor Yanping pleadingly, "It was my greed, I did something wrong! They caught me!"

Emperor Yanping showed a look of astonishment, "Greedy, did something wrong! Is it because of the things you hid?"

"Your Majesty knows!" Now it was Nan Sheng's turn to be astonished.

Emperor Yanping shook his head helplessly, "You are such a fool!"

Nan Sheng is greedy, how could he not know?

After all, they grew up together.

Nan Sheng coveted a lot of things. Since he was in Prince Cheng's mansion, he liked some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jade and precious stones. Later, when Emperor Yanping became the crown prince, Yang Zhengshan presented a lot of glass ornaments and glass production methods, and Nan Sheng coveted most of those glass ornaments.

As for other things, Nan Sheng collected a lot of things over the years. He even built a yard outside the imperial city to store these things.

Emperor Yanping knew all these, but he didn't care too much.

He was just a slave. As long as he wanted, he could take all of Nan Sheng's things at any time.

In his opinion, the treasures stored by Nan Sheng were his things, and it was nothing more than a transfer from left hand to right hand.

But this idiot actually betrayed him because of this!

Emperor Yanping was really angry and laughed!

Nansheng is a ruthless guy, but not smart enough. It's okay to let him play some ruthless tricks, but don't expect him to be a smart man.

Emperor Yanping has lost patience with Nansheng.

This guy was obviously teased by someone. He didn't even know the other party's identity, but he dared to do so many things for the other party.

Chijun!

I have never heard of this name!

I don't know where it came from!

Emperor Yanping waved his hand and walked out of the study.

The white sword and black knife behind him stepped forward and mercilessly cut off Nansheng's limbs. The severe pain made Nansheng scream, but his screams soon stopped. Several eunuchs next to him dragged him out of the study like a dead dog.

Emperor Yanping stood in front of the door, and thousands of Yulin Guards had surrounded the Taiji Hall.

At the same time, a large number of soldiers had already poured into the imperial city, surrounding all the palaces in the imperial city.

In Wenyuan Pavilion, Song Yuange, Zhou Yunsong and other elders looked at the soldiers outside the palace in confusion.

"Generals, what does this mean?"

Song Yuange stepped forward and asked with a frown.

"I greet all the elders. I am here to block the imperial city under the order of His Majesty. Please don't panic. We are just here to protect you!" The leading general replied.

Song Yuange looked at him and was about to ask what happened, but he saw a group of people in the distance rushing east.

In front of Wenyuan Pavilion is Wenhua Hall, both of which are to the east of Taiji Hall and Fengtian Hall.

And the Imperial Guard Division is to the east of Wenyuan Pavilion, including the Imperial Guard Division, Imperial Hospital, etc.

Song Yuange saw a familiar figure with sharp eyes. At first he thought he saw it wrong, but soon he was sure that he was not wrong.

"Wait, Eunuch Chen, wait~~" Song Yuange couldn't help shouting, and ran out regardless of the obstruction of the soldiers.

Chen Zhongshu, who was heading to the Imperial Guard Division, saw Song Yuange jogging over and couldn't help but stop.

"It turned out to be Elder Song, I have met Elder Song!" Chen Zhongshu said with a smile.

"Don't dare, what is Eunuch Chen?" Song Yuange looked at the people behind Chen Zhongshu, and he also saw Wang Zhongzhi.

Not only Wang Zhongzhi, but also Lu Hua and the other three admirals of the Secret Guard.

Admiral Lu Hua of Zhenbei Division, Admiral Ning Qi of Zhennan Division, Admiral Yan Bo of Zhendong Division, and Admiral Zhang Wuchang of Zhenxi Division.

The four admirals of the Secret Guard appeared at the same time, and there was also Wang Zhongzhi who was stripped of his post and imprisoned, and Chen Zhongshu who was supposed to guard the imperial mausoleum.

This obviously happened a big thing!

"Don't worry, Mr. Song. I just came back to clean up some little rats on the orders of His Majesty!"

"Haha, wait until I catch all these little rats, then come and chat with Mr. Song!"

"Mr. Song, please stay. I'll take my leave first!"

With that, Chen Zhongshu bowed and walked towards the direction of the Imperial Guard.

Wang Zhongzhi and others also bowed to Song Yuange and followed Chen Zhongshu away.

Song Yuange looked at his back with a solemn look on his face.

Obviously this is not a trivial matter!

Imperial Guard?

Song Yuange had some ideas in his mind.

Although he was not very clear about many things that Nansheng had done during this period, he knew a little bit, such as the problems within the Secret Guard and the death of Yi Lishen, which were vaguely related to Nansheng.

But this was a matter of the inner court after all, and it was not easy for him, the Prime Minister, to ask about it.

This was where he was not as good as Li Siyuan. If Li Siyuan was still there, he would definitely know all this.