Jiang Yi stood there quietly waiting for the final result. Just as he expected, both sides wanted to fight quickly and decide the winner quickly.

"Mu Xiruo, if you kill us two, the sect will seek revenge on you!"

"Haha, even a small sect that is not even considered seven sects or eight sects dares to speak nonsense!" the white-bearded old man sneered.

Mu Xiruo, wearing a red military uniform, stood in the air and said: "These two colluded with Fan Muqiu to cause rebellion and murder the prince. They should be punished!" The voice was not loud, but it spread throughout Prince Duan's palace.

Princess Duan and Mu Xiruo successfully killed Pan Daoan and Li Laodao at the cost of one person being seriously injured. Their bodies fell from the air.

Following the death of these two people, hundreds of figures in Prince Duan's Mansion rushed out from all corners. The white-bearded old man and the others wanted to chase them, but were stopped by Mu Xiruo, and then he glanced in the direction of Xueyuan intentionally or unintentionally.

, he led a few people and turned around to leave.

"This Jiang Zhongbao's luck is really strong. He can actually be followed by two outsiders. He also integrated their special skills into martial arts and taught them to each other."

"It's a pity that no matter how strong your luck is, it will eventually turn into a handful of loess!"

Jiang Yixuan's heart was completely relieved. Now the biggest obstacle and biggest threat that hindered him from taking charge of Prince Duan's Mansion has disappeared. The rest will not face any big obstacles with his layout in the past few years.

"After I leave, the Crown Prince will have full control over all matters concerning the Prince's Palace!"

A voice came from a distance and enveloped the sky above Prince Duan's Mansion. After Jiang Yi heard it, he bowed from afar. Now he had the right to be in charge of Prince Duan's Mansion.

At this time, outside the Xueyuan courtyard, there were numerous swordsmen and thousands of guards standing densely packed. The dozen or so people at the head were wearing soft armor, holding their breath and concentrating, as if they were waiting for something, and the aura of killing was stirring.

The sound of fighting had moved from inside the palace to outside the palace. Jiang Yi didn't react at all. He just stood there quietly, still missing the last step.

A small bird with jet-black feathers crossed the fighting battlefield outside the palace, flew into Prince Duan's palace like lightning, and finally landed in the hands of a purple-faced eunuch outside the snow garden.

After the purple-faced eunuch took it, he took out a roll of paper and hurriedly walked into the snow garden and walked to Jiang Yi. He knelt on one knee and said, "See you, little prince, there is a letter from Lu Fan."

Jiang Yi didn't say anything. He took the note, opened it and took a look at it. A faint smile flashed across his lips, and then he walked out. The purple-faced eunuch behind him got up and followed closely.

"Meet the Crown Prince!"

When Jiang Yi stepped out of the courtyard and appeared on the steps, thousands of guards knelt down and knelt down in unison, their voices thunderous.

Jiang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the thousands of guards in front of him who were bowing in obeisance, including the dozen leaders at the head, and said softly:

"Before this, some of you came here because of elixirs, some because of money, some because of martial arts books, and some were even coerced..."

Thousands of people knelt down to listen, and the silence made the scene even more awe-inspiring.

“But that’s it!”

"From now on, you will be the mainstay of Prince Duan's Mansion."

"What I am pointing at is the direction of your blade!" Jiang Yi's voice was low, dignified and spontaneous.

"We will wait for orders at any time, but the Crown Prince will obey immediately!" Thousands of guards bowed their heads in agreement.

Jiang Yi looked solemn, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he whispered: "Go, take my prince's handwriting, and take down the Bullfighting Palace. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed!"

"Yes!" Thousands of guards, led by more than a dozen subordinates, galloped away, their eyes glowing with excitement.

After this night, things will really change in Prince Duan's Mansion, and the master they follow will take charge of Prince Duan's Mansion!

The Bullfighting Mansion is the most special existence of Prince Duan's Mansion, because it controls the strongest military force of Prince Duan's Mansion - the Bullfighting Guards. This bullfighting cavalry was originally in the hands of Fan Muqiu. It is like an iron barrel. In the past two years, Jiang Yi has used Lu Fan and others

With his hands, he could only tear open a small hole.

But tonight, the right to belong will be completely overturned!

"Doro!" Jiang Yi didn't call out until thousands of people disappeared around the corner.

"Here!" The purple-faced eunuch behind him bowed his head on one knee and said, his voice trembling.

"Fan Muchiu is dead. From now on, you will be the chief manager of Prince Duan's Mansion." Jiang Yi said in a low voice without turning around.

"Thank you for your cultivation, Your Majesty!" Dora bowed.

"You go too, arrest people according to the list in your hand, and kill those who resist!"

"In short, before dawn, I want to completely control Prince Duan's Mansion!" Jiang Yi's tone was cold. If he wanted to quickly and completely control Prince Duan's Mansion, he could only use violent and bloody methods.

Doro left with several eunuchs. Apart from Jiang Yi, there was only one old eunuch left at the scene. He had bags under his eyes and his dry face was covered with wrinkles like tree bark.

"Uncle Fu, is Fuquan's side ready?" Jiang Yida said.

"My young prince, Fuquan has arrived and will be here soon," the old eunuch replied.

This trembling-looking old eunuch is a peak martial arts master that Jiang Yi conquered based on his past life memories. Jiang Yi doesn't know how deep his cultivation is. It is at least the eighth level, or even more than the eighth level.

This is also the reason why Jiang Yi dares to watch the battle alone tonight, because this Fulong is his personal sea-suppressing needle.

Jiang Yi was not very clear about Fulong's specific origins. He only relied on his memory to know that he had become a eunuch from the palace more than a hundred years ago. He behaved in a low-key manner and had been a handy eunuch. Later, he was transferred to Prince Duan's Mansion.

With his great perseverance and the lowest level of martial arts, he has reached this point. It can be said that he is the "sweeping monk" in Prince Duan's palace.

According to the memory of his previous life, Jiang Zhongbao discovered him two years later and claimed that he had a magic pill to cure Tian Yi, but he had to serve him for twenty years.

Fulong's heart was moved because his only blood-related great-grandson, Fuquan, was a heavenly eunuch. Even if his great-grandson was already over 60 years old twenty years later, he would still be able to marry, have children, and become a complete man.

But what Fulong didn't expect was that Jiang Zhongbao did have a magical elixir that was specifically designed to treat heavenly eunuchs. He found it in the elixir library, but he had already destroyed it because he wanted to study the formula.

Later, Fulong was loyal and dedicated and died tragically to protect Jiang Zhongbao. Jiang Zhongbao had no sense of gratitude and directly abandoned Fuquan.

It wasn't until later that Fuquan discovered that he had been deceived, and secretly plotted revenge for twenty years. Although he failed and died in the end, it also caused a lot of trouble to Jiang Zhongbao.

A person who does not practice martial arts and relies on his brain to calculate a powerful prince is definitely a talent.

Jiang Yi relied on his past life memories to find Fulong in advance, gave him the magic pill, cured Fuquan, and gained the absolute allegiance of his grandfather and grandson.

"Blessings come to the crown prince!"

A man came in who was shrouded in a black robe. Through the black robe, you could see that he was in his forties. He had an upright appearance and did not practice martial arts, but his eyes were bright. He exuded the bookish aura of a scholar from his previous life.

, it is Fuquan.

"Go ahead. In five years, I want to see 'Shadow Pigeons' all over the Dali Dynasty."
Chapter completed!