It was a long night and the Jinyi Hou Mansion was celebrating Qi Ning's position as commander, but it was extremely deserted in a mansion in the east corner of Jianye Capital.

This house is not big, but there are all pavilions and towers.

Grand Prince Jiang, who is the richest man in the East China Sea, has a family that is as rich as a country. It is easy to build a house in the capital.

The cold wind was blowing and the night was cold. In a house in the east courtyard of the house, Jiang Suiyun had already changed into clean and soft clothes, sat at the table, facing the bronze mirror placed on the table, looking at his half-depressed face, his eyes were cold and terrifying, like a cold knife.

There are not many people in this house, and the only few servants were brought by him from Donghai.

The deserted mansion seems lonely and bleak.

His originally handsome face was really ugly at this moment. Not only did his face swollen, but his swollen face also had blood coagulation, blood red, and looked quite terrifying.

Suddenly, Jiang Suiyun punched the table with a punch, and his body was covered with "clang". The bronze mirror on the table was shaken over. Jiang Suiyun suddenly stood up, walked to the window, pushed open the window, and a gust of cold wind invaded. Jiang Suiyun said sternly: "Come here!"

In an instant, a person was hanging from the eaves. The man hooked his feet on the eaves, but his upper body hanged down, and he said respectfully: "Young Master!"

"Kill Qi Ning!" Jiang Suiyun clenched his fist and said, "In three days, I will see his head separate. No matter what method is used, he will deliver his head to me in three days."

"Yes!" The man hanging under the eaves agreed and turned over to the roof. Jiang Suiyun sneered. He was about to turn around, but he heard a "bang" sound outside the window. He was shocked. He turned around and saw that the man who had just dropped on the roof fell from the roof and fell to the ground. He struggled for a few times and then stopped moving.

Jiang Suiyun's face changed drastically, but she was not confused. She turned around and took a knife hanging on the wall into her hand, pulled the knife out of the sheath, and said in a deep voice: "Who is it?"

He stared at the window with a cold expression.

Suddenly, a low voice came from behind him: "You are sending such a person to assassinate the Marquis of Jinyi?"

Jiang Suiyun's face suddenly changed. He felt a strong wind coming from behind him. Without saying a word, he turned around and saw a knife. The sword light was crafted. A ghost figure flashed behind him. Jiang Suiyun was about to chase him horizontally, but he felt a severe pain on his back, as if he was hit by a huge hammer of thousands of pounds, and his bones even felt a sense of shattering.

The hand holding the knife suddenly lost its strength, and the sword could not continue, but the man did not move. When Jiang Suiyun turned around, he saw a figure standing by the window with his hands on his back, wearing a gray robe, without combed his hair, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders. The cold wind blew outside the window, and the long hair was floating.

Jiang Suiyun glanced at it, and was startled in his eyes. He actually threw down the knife in his hand, knelt down on the ground, and said respectfully: "Master...Master!"

The man did not look back and said lightly: "After teaching you for so many years, you don't seem to have made any progress. What's more important is that you seem to have forgotten your original intention of coming to Jianyejing."

"Master, disciple...!" Jiang Suiyun's forehead broke out in cold sweat.

"Those who do not plan for a lifetime are not worth planning for a moment." The man's voice was extremely plain, and he could not hear whether he was happy or angry: "You want to kill the Marquis of Jinyi, just because you were defeated by him today, and the defeat in a moment makes you want to get rid of it quickly. It seems that you don't understand how powerful your opponent is."

"Master, I...I could have beaten him." Jiang Suiyun lowered his head and still knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. "The disciple did not lose to him on the sword, even the skill of fist and foot, that was...that was not weaker than him, but he practiced evil martial arts and could absorb people's internal strength...!"

The man in gray robe sneered: "I have warned you to let things be natural and not too deliberately, otherwise it will be easy to see the flaws."

"Master also knows that if the disciple can win the position of command, it will be easier to complete the tasks assigned by the master in the future." Jiang Suiyun lowered his head and said, "Disciples do this for the sake of the master."

"There is no need to speak falsely in front of me." The man in gray robe said, "I said that I can give you time. I have always been a very patient person and never rush for a moment." After a pause, he said lightly: "Do you know that outside your mansion, the Shenhou Mansion has sent someone to secretly monitor it, and Ximen Wuhen has already become suspicious of you."

Jiang Suiyun was stunned and then sneered: "Even if Ximen Wuhen is suspicious, what can he do? What can he find out?"

The man in gray robe turned around and actually had a mask on his face. The painted black mask shone with a faint cold light under the dim light. He slowly walked to Jiang Suiyun and said lightly: "Look up!"

Jiang Suiyun was obviously in awe of the man in gray robe. He immediately looked up. As soon as he looked up, he felt the black shadow in front of him swaying. With a "pop", the already swollen face was slapped heavily by the man in gray robe. The force was not light. Jiang Suiyun's face had not recovered at all. When he slapped the slap, he felt that his left face was torn apart, and it hurt so hard.

"I know you were born in a wealthy family and have been arrogant since childhood." The eyes under the gray-robed man's mask were as cold as a knife. "Remember, I asked you to come to the capital not because of how outstanding you are, but just because you are from the Jiang family in Donghai and a disciple of Zhuo Qingyang. Such an identity will make it easier for you to gain a foothold in Jianyejing, and will not cause too many doubts about you." His voice became cold and harsh: "But you are so happy and arrogant. Not long after you enter Beijing, you have made mistakes. You shouldn't have participated in this battle for the position of command."

"But... but the master said that not only should we gain the trust of the King of Huainan, but we should also... be valued by him." Jiang Suiyun's face was painful, but he did not dare to cover his face. "He recommended his disciples to compete for the commander of the Black Scale Camp, and his disciples... could only do their best."

"Oh?" The man in gray robe said lightly: "It's your own utilitarianism that is extremely strong, otherwise how could he attract other people's attention because of the fight?" He sneered: "Is it in your eyes that the Chu court is full of wine bags?"

"Disciple...Disciple doesn't dare!" Hearing that the man in gray robe became colder, Jiang Suiyun's forehead was sweating even more.

"Don't underestimate those people." The man in gray robe said slowly: "I am giving you the opportunity to experience. If you can't even handle the affairs of Chu State well, how can you inherit my position in the future? I warn you, if you really ruin my big business, you should also know the consequences."

"Disciple knows." Jiang Suiyun hurriedly said, "Disciple will do its best to complete the tasks assigned by the master."

The man in gray robe said: "Don't touch the Qi family easily. You should know that there is that person behind the Qi family."

"Master, that person...that person is really not dead yet?" Jiang Suiyun said: "Is Qi Ning's kung fu...that person teaches him?"

The man in gray robe said, "You don't need to ask too much about this. Do your own business well. Your most important task now is to become the confidant of the King of Huainan. Everyone can think that you are a disciple of the King of Huainan, but unless you have to, don't provoke the Qi family."

"Disciple... I understand!" Jiang Suiyun lowered his head, but there was still a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

After not listening to the man in gray robe for a long time, Jiang Suiyun couldn't help but look up, but found that the man in gray robe had disappeared. He couldn't help but look around the house and confirmed that the man in gray robe had left. Then he slowly got up, his eyes filled with cold light.

Jiang Suiyun's house was cold and lonely, but there were begs and chats in the Marquis' Mansion of Jinyi.

Tonight, the banquet was held in the mansion to celebrate Qi Ning's victory as the commander. A banquet was specially set up in the warm pavilion. Logically speaking, Duan Canghai and others were not qualified to sit at the same table with Qi Ning in the ceremony system to have dinner, but Qi Ning didn't care about these things, and the reconstruction of the Black Scale Camp is the top priority, so naturally they have to discuss it with Duan Canghai and others.

Duan Canghai, Zhao Wushang and Qi Feng both came out of the Black Scale Camp, so in the warm cabinet, the four of them gathered together, drinking while planning the Black Scale Camp.

Duan Canghai is of course very important for the reconstruction of the Black Scale Camp, so for half a night, it was mostly Duan Canghai who said that he had been drinking for three rounds at this time, but Duan Canghai's talk was very enthusiastic: "Marty, the military rules I just mentioned were all established by the general who built the Black Scale Camp. The Black Scale Camp was treated equally from top to bottom, and no one dared to violate any military rules. It is precisely because of this that the Black Scale Camp...!" He said this and burped, then continued: "It has become the strongest military horse in my Great Chu."

Qi Ning's alcohol tolerance is really not comparable to Duan Canghai and others. The people were in good spirits tonight, especially Duan Canghai and others, who were extremely interested. Several big wine jars were empty and tilted. When discussing the matter, Qi Ning didn't let others come in to disturb him, and the dishes on the table were already cold.

"These military rules will naturally be continued." Qi Ning's face turned red, and she was already a little drunk. "The most important thing now is to recruit soldiers and find the camp for training. Do you have any plans in your mind?"

"This is easy to deal with." Duan Canghai rolled up his sleeves, his face flushed, and he smiled: "The capital city is only more than forty miles south. There is the camp of the Heilin Camp that year. Although it has been abandoned, it can be used immediately after cleaning up. Not only are there training grounds, barracks, stables, and arsenals there all are ready-made. By the way, Lao Zhao, is Jiguan Lake next to the camp still there?" He held a wine bowl in one hand and supported the other arm on the table. He was obviously drunk. Even when he was talking, he was drunk.

"It's natural." Zhao Wushang is not good at speaking and is low-key, but today he is in a good mood and drinks very little. He is a little more sober than Duan Canghai: "Marty, there is Jiguan Lake next to the camp, which is convenient for eating, drinking, defecation and urination... Well, it's convenient for eating, drinking, and drinking. We... we don't urinate in the lake..., say to the other end of the Ministry of Works and ask them to send someone to repair it, and it will be used in a few days!"

Qi Ning said: "Where are people? To build a Black Scale Camp, it requires manpower. Since you need to train elite soldiers, you can't go to the street to recruit people at will...!"
Chapter completed!