Ling Xin'an became the first marquis to be granted the title of Marquis after the Five Yi Rebellion. This matter not only spread in the capital, but also spread throughout the world.

All the officials of the Zhou Dynasty know that that period of humiliating history was due to the rebellion of the princes that led to the weakening of the court, the rise of the five barbarians, and the destruction of Chaoge City, which led to the current situation.

On the night when she became a Marquis, Ling Xin'an went back to the Ling Mansion. With her current status as a Marquis, to be honest, Ling Shang's official position was not as good as his, but the Marquis meant that Ling Xin'an was no longer a court official with real power and management of government affairs.

, to put it bluntly, the Marquis is a man who idles at home, raising birds and planting flowers until he is rewarded by Mr. Zhong.

Therefore, many officials in the imperial court breathed a sigh of relief. They were really a little resistant or even afraid of Ling Xin'an. Such a person with strong political achievements would put pressure on those around him no matter where he was placed.

As for the court officials, they were very secretive about the reward of a marquis like Ling Xin'an by the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty. No one would mention it. Everyone was not a fool and they naturally understood what was going on.

Fortunately, Ling Xin'an accepted it happily and returned to Ling's Mansion that night. She left with Mei very late and returned to his mansion. From tomorrow on, it will be the Marquis' Mansion.

"What's the matter with you kid?" In the backyard of Ling Mansion, Ling Zhixiong finally finished his guard duty for half a month. As the deputy commander of the Royal Guards Army, he couldn't go back and forth every day. He basically had to take a break every half a month on duty, so from beginning to end, Ling Zhixiong

After Xin'an returned to the capital, he didn't even have time to rush back to Ling Mansion for the two brothers to meet.

Ling Xin'an smiled and said, "Look, if I live at home, what will the people in the capital think of my father, you, and me?"

"How else can I look at it? If you have any objections, ask him to come to me!" Ling Zhixiong said domineeringly. As the deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army, his name is resounding throughout the capital. From childhood to adulthood, he is the descendant of court officials of the same age who have fought all over the capital.

He has never paid attention to the younger generation in the capital, so when he was in the Royal Academy, he had already been designated as a palace guard.

As expected, in just a few years, he was quickly promoted to deputy commander in a palace filled with experts, not only because of his strength, but more importantly because of his loyalty.

"I heard that you abandoned literature and turned to martial arts. My jaw dropped. Come on, let's see how strong you are now?" Ling Zhixiong drank the wine in his hand and started to compete.

Ling Xin'an said: "Brother, can you change this so that we brothers can compete with each other?"

"You fart!" Ling Zhixiong said: "Your elder brother, I will guide you. I heard that you joined the Xianqing Sect. Really, can the Xianqing Sect be as powerful as the Royal Academy?"

Ling Xin'an smiled bitterly and said: "I graduated from Wenshu Academy, how can I have the opportunity to study the secret books of the Royal Academy?"

"It's true, come on, let me see!" Before he finished speaking, a powerful force wrapped in his fist instantly reached his chest.

Ling Xin'an turned her palm into a grasp and grabbed Ling Zhixiong's fist. The two were very fast, and they were fighting over the table in an instant. The fierce exchange quickly attracted the attention of the servants, who looked at the two people in the yard.

As a young master, he only saw the two of them sitting as steady as a rock, but above the table, the shadows of their fists were spinning rapidly in the void like the wind.

boom……

In just half a stick of incense, the table was shattered by the fists of the two men. The two men changed their bodies and attacked each other. The two figures in the yard kept rolling, and the fierce fists shook the vase.

The powerful sound of fighting quickly attracted the attention of the guards and everyone in the Ling Mansion.

When those who only heard Butler Yang talk about Ling Xin'an abandoning literature and joining martial arts, they thought that Ling Xin'an was just practicing a little self-defense, but at this moment they were all stunned.

Including Ling Shang, they have heard about the Queya Mountain, but as imperial officials, they don't believe in the affairs of the world and will not seriously inquire about it.

Their eyes looked at the two people in the yard who were so fast that they could hardly be seen. Their powerful momentum had already shattered the bonsai in the yard, causing the trees to tremble and the leaves to fly.

The more Ling Zhixiong fought, the more shocked he became. His third brother had not liked martial arts since he was a child. He only loved poetry and poetry. From childhood to adulthood, he had not shown any talent for cultivation or foundation in martial arts. Otherwise, he would not have been sent to Jiangzhou City to take up the post.

Butler Yang served as a guard, but who could have imagined that in just four years, what he saw would actually be on par with himself who had been practicing for more than ten years.

This was unacceptable to his arrogant heart, so he punched even faster, tearing the air, and hit Ling Xin'an with a fierce murderous aura. Ling Xin'an retreated violently, and Tai Chi came at his fingertips.

Ling Zhixiong's martial arts were domineering and fierce, but at this moment, he suddenly felt as if he had entered a quagmire. The power in his body could not help but be driven by Ling Xin'an's figure, and was out of control. At the same time, the power he had just exerted seemed to be hitting him again from Ling Xin'an.

come over.

Borrowing strength?

An epiphany flashed through Ling Zhixiong's mind. He immediately stood up straight, his legs standing in the yard like pillars. The floor shattered, and his legs were as stable as Mount Tai. Ling Xinan had no choice but to move around. The white crane spread its wings and attacked Ling Zhi with all its strength.

Male upper body.

What is said is that it is too late but it is too fast. The movements of the two are so fast that others cannot see clearly. Only they can clearly feel the strength of the other.

Ling Xin'an was also extremely surprised. This big brother of hers had an endless supply of power in his body. There was unimaginable power hidden under his seemingly unburly body, which seemed to never run out.

boom……

The two exchanged punches, and Ling Xin'an stepped back repeatedly, looked at Ling Zhixiong, and said with a smile: "Brother, are you letting yourself go?"

Ling Zhixiong smiled and said: "It's good to know, but third brother, you really surprised me, you really only practiced for four years?" Ling Zhixiong accepted his brother's humility and directly expressed his doubts.

Ling Xin'an joked: "Genius only requires one percent hard work and ninety-nine percent talent. Brother, you can't be jealous."

"Get out!" Ling Zhixiong laughed and cursed.

Everyone looked at the expressions of the two of them, and their expressions had not yet recovered. As members of the Ling Mansion, whether they were Ling Mansion or servants, they all understood that the eldest young master's reputation was built in the capital from childhood. The entire younger generation in the capital,

There are few who are his opponents, but what about now? Their third young master only made a trip from Jiangzhou City, and it seems that his martial arts skills are about to catch up with him.

This really confused them, but so what, the more powerful their young master is, the more honorable he will be when he goes out. This is the most proud thing for servants.

Ling Shang's eyes looked complicated. He looked at Ling Xin'an and had to look at him seriously for the first time.

This son seems to be true as he said, he has already started his own family!

The scene of that night naturally spread to the capital from the mouths of the servants. Coupled with the identity of the Marquis, Ling Xin'an couldn't keep a low profile. The former Jinling Palace now became the Marquis's Palace.

Ling Xin'an's servant can finally walk in the streets and alleys of the capital in a legitimate manner when he goes out. It is no longer the case in the past few days, when people looked at his unique clothes and people would only say that he belonged to that mansion.

In one of the best corners of the courtyard, after more than a year of growth, the Babel tree is already three feet tall, the size of two thumbs, verdant and flowing with a faint light. It used to be when the three-eyed red flamingo was very young.

It often falls on the branches, and is picked up by Tao David or Ling Xin'an every time. Now the body of the three-eyed red flamingo has already exceeded the height of the tree and is much larger, so it habitually lies down under the tree to rest, becoming

into his nest.

Everyone only knows that this is the tree brought back by the adults. No one knows what kind of tree it is. It is just planted there and does not need to be taken care of. In addition, the three-eyed red flamingo seems to like this tree very much. Most people want to get close to it.

Pass it first, so no one cares anymore. Who would compete with this fiery bird for a tree?

"Did you steal spiritual stones again?" Ling Xin'an looked at the soiled flower pot facing the little yellow path.

The three-eyed red firebird, Xiao Huang, flashed its bright eyeballs and turned around in a gesture of disapproval.

"This is for him to eat. If you eat it secretly, your income will be halved in the future!" Ling Xin'an said.

Hearing this, Xiao Huang immediately flapped his wings in protest, and Ling Xin'an said: "The protest is invalid!"

One person and one bird were playing with each other here. At this time, a servant came into the yard and said: "Master Hou, the shopkeeper sent a message that someone is making trouble in Daoxianglou."

After hearing this, Ling Xin'an immediately packed up and headed towards Daoxiang Tower.

In the Daoxianglou Building, the shopkeeper said with an apologetic smile on his face: "Master Jia, you have repeatedly defaulted on your arrears. If you are running a small store, you really cannot afford to default on your arrears!"

At this time, a young man in Jinyi, about seventeen or eighteen years old, looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Why, do you think this young man will default on his debt?"

"Mr. Jia, you have been paying on credit for more than two years!" the shopkeeper said with an embarrassed smile.

"How dare you? I just plan to owe you today's food and drink. How can I owe you more than two years?" the man named Mr. Jia said angrily.

His angry voice immediately covered the entire hall, and all the diners looked at him with twinkling eyes.

"Brother Jia, keep a low profile!" a man next to him comforted.

"Brother Zhou, this person slandered me, which is really infuriating!" said the man named Mr. Jia.

"Humph, Tangtang Daoxiang Restaurant is open for business. Shopkeeper, you said that I lent your restaurant on credit for more than two years and the account has not been settled. Where is the evidence?"

The shopkeeper said: "Mr. Jia, every time you say you have finished eating, you record it in the account book. It has never been settled. I think you know it well!"

"How many?" Mr. Jia said angrily: "I have your damn number!" After saying that, he slapped the shopkeeper in the face. His eyes blurred. The shopkeeper stepped back and barely escaped his sneak attack. He looked at him with a sneer in his eyes.

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"You still dare to hide?"

"Master Jia doesn't give money and even beats people. It's not me who's wrong. Why don't I hide?" the shopkeeper said with a cold smile.

Mr. Jia said, "Let me see where you can hide today!" After saying that, he started to chase the shopkeeper.

"Oh, you didn't pay for the meal, and you still want to hit my people. Shopkeeper, just stand still. If anyone slaps you, you will slap him back ten times later!" Ling Xin'an's voice suddenly sounded from outside.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Ling Xin'an who was stepping in. When they saw the person's face clearly, their expressions couldn't help but be startled.

His people? Looking at Ling Xin'an, someone immediately thought of what he said before. Sure enough, when Ling Xin'an entered the hall, the shopkeeper hurriedly walked to his side and saluted: "My dear, Mr. Marquis!"
Chapter completed!