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Ge Shangyan was successfully led away by Wang Mang. The two brothers hugged each other and looked at Li Xiaoji who was concentrating on punching with tears in his eyes. Their Xiaojier was so miserable!

"..." Zhu Ziyun was speechless for a while. Are you two thinking too much?

Judging from Li Xiaoji's appearance, it was obvious that he had just been trained by the British master and his foundation was unstable. How could he be so talented but forced to pretend to be useless?

But looking at Wang Mang and Ge Shangyan, who were obviously immersed in their own consciousness, Zhu Ziyun chose to shut up and hold his forehead silently.

Li Xiaoji finished with a punch. Looking at the different reactions of the three people, he tilted his head and showed a bright smile, "Three brothers, did Ji'er do well?"

"Okay!" The three of them said in unison.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed. Li Xiaoji is nineteen years old and is only one year away from winning the title.

After three years of getting along, Beijiang has completely accepted the prince who has been raised in the capital since childhood. Oh, no, in their eyes, he is just a young general in Beijiang.

Although he has not yet made any military exploits and has never been on the battlefield, based on his personal charm and demonstrated strength, and for the sake of the British prince, everyone respects him as "Little General".

Zhu Ziyun is the most loyal and reliable brother of the young general. The brothers have a close relationship without any barriers.

The war between the biological son and the adopted son that some people were looking forward to saw Li Xiaoji show his strength, Zhu Ziyun and the three of them took a stand. Without fighting, let alone starting a fight, there was not even a spark.

As soon as Li Xiaoji entered northern Xinjiang, various news about the drastic changes came to the capital one after another in the past three years, surprising the civil servants and generals.

The emperor was the happiest. Sure enough, the sky in all directions of the capital limited Li Xiaoji's development. Only the vast world of northern Xinjiang could nourish the potential of the son of a general.

The civil and military officials in the court watched carefully and knew that the emperor was happy to see Li Xiaoji grow up, so they did not dare to say anything. However, some people who wanted to bring down the British prince and cut off the emperor's arm saw that the time was not right and could only remain silent.

Of course, some people suspect that Li Xiaoji's growth is not as widespread as in Northern Xinjiang, but it is just a rumor spread by the British father to build momentum for his son.

After all, in their impression, Li Xiaoji was just a fool. No matter how hard he tried, he could never reach the level of ordinary people, let alone fly into the sky.

Beijiang cooperated with the British Duke to build momentum for Li Xiaoji, just for the sake of the British Duke, and may not really be convinced by Li Xiaoji, the so-called inheritor.

Such dissatisfaction is destined to become the beginning of internal strife in northern Xinjiang, so they just sit back and watch the show.

The disturbances from the outside world could not disturb Li Xiaoji. He was currently visiting the market outside the distant city accompanied by Wang Mang.

The distant city was adjacent to some small countries. In order to exchange supplies, maintain friendly relations, and consolidate border defense, markets were formed.

In order to better stabilize the order of the market, Yuancheng built a small city in Shanjiao Valley outside the city, which was specifically responsible for the construction and operation of the market.

The market is held every half a month. All small countries only need to say hello in advance and complete the corresponding procedures before they can buy and sell in the market.

Don't underestimate the things that small countries bring for sale. You never know when you will encounter a treasure. Therefore, businessmen in northern Xinjiang like to crowd into the market to look for possible business opportunities.

"Here comes the little general. Come and take a look at the five nuts that our country has just grown. They are delicious and sweet. I'm sure you will be satisfied with them!" The moment a fruit vendor saw Li Xiaoji, he became excited. .

Li Xiaoji's eyes lit up. He didn't know how the fruits in Le country were grown, but they were more delicious than those in other places, especially the five-seed fruit. After eating it once, it was really unforgettable.

Wang Mang looked at Li Xiaoji trotting up to the vendor, and shook his head in amusement. Xiaoji'er has grown taller, his foundation is stable, and he can go into battle to kill the enemy, but his temperament is still like that of a child.

"It's still so sweet!" Li Xiaoji tasted a five-nut fruit with dark skin and white inside. She narrowed her eyes happily and immediately took out her wallet to pay for all the goods.

"Okay, little general, let's go shopping first. I'll deliver these five nuts to the general's house in a moment!" said the hawker who knew the way well.

After Li Xiaoji paid the money, she casually picked up a five-nut fruit and stuffed it into Wang Mang's mouth, and then took him to go shopping for other things with peace of mind.

No one in the entire Northern Xinjiang dares to tease the General's Mansion. If the vendors really dare to run away with their goods for this little money, they will never even think of touching the edge of the market and stepping into the territory of Northern Xinjiang.

When the Wuziguo was delivered to the General's Mansion, Zhu Ziyun was leading the housekeeper to deal with major and minor matters in the mansion, and he was so busy that he was dizzy.

There was nothing he could do. The British prince refused to remarry or take a concubine. There were no female relatives in the house, and a few men had to take care of the housework.

Wang Mang was careless and careless, and Ge Shangyan had the most trouble settling accounts. After many calculations, only Zhu Ziyun was suitable to take on the important task. After taking care of the important matters for this month, he had to go to the British Duke to deal with the trivial matters of military affairs in the distant city.

Nowadays, Zhu Ziyun is acting as a military advisor, and no secrets of Yuancheng can escape his eyes. This is the British father's trust in him, and he has earned it through his own ability.

"Ji'er has just withdrawn so much money this month, is it enough for him to spend?" Zhu Ziyun looked at the account book and frowned when he saw the column of Li Xiaoji's money.

The butler smiled and said: "The young general has been staying at the martial arts training ground this month and hasn't gone out much. Today I have free time, so I went to the market with Master Mang."

Zhu Ziyun nodded and reminded the housekeeper that if Li Xiaoji came back from the market and needed to withdraw more money, stop talking nonsense and give it!

It was rare that Li Xiaoji had fun, so he naturally wanted to play as much as he wanted and relax as much as he wanted, except for going to places like Fengyue Occasion and Gambling House.

If you really dare to go, not to mention one hundred taels of silver, not even one tael of silver, and you have to break your legs!

"A sneeze -" Li Xiaoji, who was holding a candied haws on a stick, sneezed suddenly, rubbed his nose carelessly, and continued to move forward. Wang Mang followed him carrying large and small bags.

Only when he couldn't carry it anymore would he hire a carriage to send it back. After all, he didn't have much to buy, and it was hard to ask the vendors to deliver it one by one to the General's Mansion, so as not to delay other people's business.

"Brother Amang, are you tired?" Li Xiaoji stopped at a dessert shop and looked back at Wang Mang. Wang Mang had been trained for a long time. Even though he was not tired, he nodded.

Li Xiaoji happily pulled Wang Mang to sit down in the hall. When the waiter saw that it was him, he immediately flew over and said, "Excuse me, young general. What do you want to eat today?"

"Follow the old rules, mix sesame paste and peanut paste, and then order a bowl of mung bean porridge for my brother Amang." Li Xiaoji said and sat down with a golden sword.

Wang Mang brought a stool, unloaded the big and small bags, and sat opposite Li Xiaoji. He didn't like sweets, but he only liked the mung bean porridge from the south. Every time he came out, Xiaoji would never forget it. He likes this.

The atmosphere in the dessert shop is relatively relaxed. No matter who you are, you can greet Li Xiaoji with a smile. This is the best result of Li Xiaoji's three years of business.

When the sesame paste and peanut paste were mixed together and served, Li Xiaoji was about to take a bite when he suddenly heard a cry, causing him to tighten his back unconsciously.

Wang Mang immediately stretched out his hand to block Li Xiaoji's face. The atmosphere in the entire store became silent, and everyone poked their heads in to know what was going on.

Wondering how to end this time?