Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

Accompanied by the sound of armor and stomach weapons colliding, it was full of chilling meaning.

Dense heavy armored cavalry surrounded from all directions, wearing heavy armor.

"It's heavy cavalry!"

One person blurted out in shock with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

For the Jianghu people, these heavy cavalry are simply nightmares.

But... why are there heavy cavalry?

Yang Shiyuan also had deep doubts in his heart.

If the person he rescued was not the son of Yang Shangshu of the household department, he would not have come in person.

But tonight's scene made him faintly feel something bad.

Under the night, suddenly there was a low growl.

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked out slowly under the light of the fire.

Lin Mang rode on the Pixiu, and said in a deep voice, "Fire the arrow!"

In an instant, a rain of arrows fell from the sky!

The fine iron arrows pierced the air with terrifying force.

Everyone hastened to use their body-protecting energy.

However, because of the explosion just now, they were already physically injured, and their true energy was seriously consumed.

After only holding on to two waves of arrow rain, each of them looked panicked.

Even warriors in the Tiangang Realm are human beings after all, with limited true energy in their bodies.

Once the true energy is exhausted, facing this class of heavy cavalry, they are lambs to be slaughtered,

The ordinary members of the big alliance only resisted for a moment, and were shot into a sieve by the dense rain of arrows, and fell to the ground one by one wailing.

Yang Shiyuan's face was full of anger, and the hand in his sleeve suddenly slapped out.

A seemingly ordinary palm, but it draws the vitality of heaven and earth, and condenses a mighty palm print.

A huge gilt palm print with a thickness of thirty feet gathered out of thin air.

Buddhism, Vigorous Vajra Palm!

He was born in Shaolin Temple and was a lay disciple.

Shaolin still has great prestige in the Jianghu these years, and many lay disciples have contributed to it.

In a sense, these lay disciples have become an invisible force.

The rain of arrows all over the sky was shattered by this palm!

Yang Shiyuan's face was slightly cold, and he shouted violently: "Withdraw!"

Although he shattered the arrow rain with his palm, he never wanted to fight the army.

This is no longer a simple fight in the rivers and lakes. It involves court affairs, and he doesn't want to get involved easily.

In the distance, Lin Mang looked at Yang Shiyuan with great interest.

Gently patted the Pixiu under him.

In an instant, Pixiu flew out at such a high speed that it almost melted into the night.

"Chong!"

There was a sudden sound of a knife, and a golden light of the knife cut through the night, and cut straight towards Yang Shiyuan.

At that moment, Yang Shiyuan broke out in a cold sweat.

At the critical moment, he suddenly slapped out his palm.

The thick palm prints collided with the sword energy, and the true energy rolled, bursting out with a sharp whistling sound.

"Jinyiwei!"

Yang Shiyuan flinched like Kong Meng, staring fixedly at the Xiuchun knife in Lin Mang's hand.

But the knife in Lin Mang's hand didn't stop at all, it turned around and slashed across.

The boundless saber energy tore through the air, and the saber light cut across like flowing clouds.

Yang Shiyuan slapped it out with one palm.

As for this palm, Lin Mang never dodged at all.

A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Shiyuan's eyes, but soon, his palm energy could hardly penetrate an inch.

Lin Mang's body was surrounded by innate qi!

"Pfft!"

Yang Shiyuan's protective qi was cut to pieces with a single blow, and a bloody wound appeared on his chest.

There was a hint of horror in his eyes.

Heck!

What is the origin of this kid?

Lin Mang's face was cold, and he stepped forward again, dragging his knife and bullying him.

The sword intent brought together the vitality of heaven and earth.

The momentum of the knife is endless.

The Hob Qi is like a torrential river, falling down like an overwhelming mountain.

Yang Shiyuan resisted with difficulty, and after only a few moves, he was defeated.

Suddenly, a domineering sword intent rolled over.

Lin Mang's speed doubled sharply, and the Xiuchun knife in his hand appeared in front of Yang Shiyuan's eyes very strangely.

Cut off with one blow!

The flat knife seems to have the potential to shake the sky.

"what!"

Yang Shiyuan uttered a hysterical scream, and flew upside down.

The moment it landed, a flash of knife light followed.

The dazzling knife light flashed quickly.

Lin Mang's figure fell behind him, slowly sheathing the knife.

"Peng!"

Yang Shiyuan's body was split into two, and the blood rained like a waterfall.

【Energy Point+】

Lin Mang cast his cold eyes on everyone, his expression serious.

"Sir, spare your life!"

The faces of the few remaining people changed drastically, and they begged for mercy.

Lin Mang glanced lightly, and the light of the saber disappeared in a flash.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Heads roll!

The blood gushes like a column!

……

The next day,

Lei Qianhe, who came from the capital, came to Nan'an City.

Inside the Jinyiwei Thousand Households House in Nan'an City,

Tang Qi led Lei Qianhe all the way to the courtyard of Qianhu.

"Master Lin!"

As soon as Lei Qianhu entered the other courtyard, he took the lead in clapping his hands.

As Yuan Changqing's confidant, he was no stranger to Lin Mang.

Even he admired it.

Lin Mang got up from the teacher's chair, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Lord Lei!"

The two exchanged briefly, and Lin Mang waved to Tang Qi behind him.

Tang Qi immediately fetched a brocade box.

Lin Mang said, "This is 600 million taels!"

Lei Qianhe was shocked, and said in surprise: "Isn't it 100 million taels?"

Lin Mang sat down again and said with a smile, "Something happened on the way."

"However, I have already sent a letter to Master Yuan to inform Master Yuan of the reason for this matter, so I troubled Master Lei to send it back."

"Master Yuan already knows the reason."

Lei Qianhe's heart trembled, and he secretly glanced at the brocade box.

He knew in his heart that this was a warning to him.

600 million taels is not a small amount, enough to make anyone take risks.

"I understand!"

Lei Qianhe didn't say much, took the brocade box, turned around and left.

Watching Lei Qianhe leave, Lin Mang said quietly, "After he leaves the city, let Yan Jue lead someone to follow him."

Tang Qi hesitated and said, "My lord, I don't understand."

"Why don't you send these silver taels to the palace yourself, instead of going through Mr. Yuan's hands?"

If the money was sent to the palace by the adults, wouldn't the credit be even greater.

Lin Mang glanced at him, and said meaningfully: "Sometimes, too much credit is not a good thing."

"There are some things that don't need to be shown. We just need to let His Majesty know that the money was sent by us."

Compared with the feats recorded in the merit book, the words "Jane is in the heart of the emperor" are more important.

What's more...

If you don't give Lord Yuan some credit, how can you let him move his seat.

Regarding the 500 million taels extorted from Yang Hexiu this time, he didn't make a single move.

Even the origin of the money and what Yang Xuancheng did was clearly stated in the memorial submitted to Beijing.

The man in the palace is not a simple figure.

There are some things in his heart that are clearer than anyone else.

Anyway, these days, they have made another fortune from the major families in Nan'an City, which is also a big gain.

"By the way, how about the forged evidence?"

Tang Qi respectfully said: "All preparations are complete."

"But... can these really bring down Yang Shangshu?"

"Of course it can't be overthrown."

Lin Mang picked up the knife on the table, and said calmly, "I never thought of solving it in an official way."

"Just looking for a reason to move him!"

A Shangshu involves too much!