It is simply unimaginable for ordinary people that there would be such a large manor in the imperial capital where land is so valuable, or within the second ring road. This is simply impossible, and this manor is not displayed on any map app.
You will never discover the existence of this manor by relying on navigation.
The Mercedes-Benz S600s rented by Jiang Muyang and others were all parked at the entrance of the manor. There was a team of armed guards here. Their waists were straight, standing like javelins, and they were as motionless as statues, not squinting.
He held a steel gun in his hand, exuding a strong and iron-blooded smell.
Seeing them, Huang Shaotian and others suddenly felt a familiar feeling, and the blood in their bodies seemed to heat up.
These guards may seem ordinary, but in fact each of them is a being that can be called a king of soldiers. They are definitely no weaker than Huang Shaotian and others before training. Not only are they extremely capable in combat, but they also have excellent anti-terrorism, shooting, and anti-violence skills.
It's the best.
Without the permission of the manor owner, not even a fly can fly in!
Of course, these guards were only superficial security forces. Jiang Muyang could sense that there were many obscure and powerful auras in the manor, including many innate-level beings.
These people are the top forces in the Qin family manor.
At the gate of the manor, in addition to a group of guards, there was an old man wearing a blue-grey gown with white hair and white beard. He looked to be at least over seventy years old, but he was energetic, breathing long, and his temples were bulging. He was obviously a warrior.
, and the level is not low.
It is Uncle Fu, the steward of the Qin family.
"Mr. Jiang, the master of the house has invited you to come with me." With a bright smile on his face, Uncle Fu turned sideways and made a "please" gesture.
Very welcoming and friendly.
However, perhaps only he himself knows how much of this smile is true and how false.
Jiang Muyang glanced at Uncle Fu with a faint smile on his face.
A peak innate warrior with a calm aura and powerful true energy. His strength should be no worse than Dao Lingtian, Jiang Taixu and the others. I didn't expect that such a strong man was just a housekeeper in the Qin family.
As expected of the four major families, they do have some strength.
Fu Bo's mind suddenly became frightened. He felt as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast. The hairs all over his body stood on end and his limbs were a little stiff.
What a terrifying momentum!
Didn't Jiang Muyang just break through the border? How do you feel that his momentum is stronger than those of the veteran immigrants?
Fu Bo was horrified.
As the steward of the Qin family, Uncle Fu has seen more than one land immortal who came out of the Holy Martial World. Each of them is an experienced and powerful person who has entered the world. Even within the Holy Martial World, they can be regarded as prestigious beings.
But Jiang Muyang, this young man, this new land god, the momentum he exudes and the pressure he brings to Uncle Fu are actually stronger than those old strong men!
This boy is really not simple!
Fu Bo suppressed the shock in his heart and kept a smile on his face.
Big beads of sweat slipped from his cheeks, and he didn't even bother to wipe them.
"Haha, thank you."
Jiang Muyang looked away, smiled and said thank you.
Then he held Mengmeng and Bai Churan's hand and walked into Qin's house.
When he passed by Fu Bo, Fu Bo was relieved, breathing heavily, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
After adjusting on the spot for a moment, Uncle Fu turned around and followed, leading Jiang Muyang to the living room.
As for Huang Shaotian and others, he arranged for others to receive them.
The Qin family's manor is not considered luxurious, but more of a "simple" feeling. It is said to be a manor, but in fact it is more like a larger courtyard house. It is completely different from the manor of the Su family in Longcheng and the Bai family in Guangzhou.
This feeling is the traditional courtyard structure and style of the imperial capital.
Bai Churan looked at the Qin family manor, feeling a little nervous and his little hands were sweating.
Although she is considered to be from a famous family, a daughter of a wealthy family, and has seen the world, she is in the Qin family after all. This is one of the four major families in China. In terms of heritage and strength, even if several Bai families are tied together, there is no
The qualifications are on par with the Qin family.
What's more, the head of the Qin family, Qin Zhonghai, is a figure at the center of power in China and often appears on CCTV news broadcasts.
If this had been in ancient times, he would have been at least a first-grade official at the level of the Six Ministers!
And the Bai family are just wealthy businessmen in a certain place.
Meeting such a big shot, Bai Churan could not help but feel uneasy.
Jiang Muyang gently shook Bai Churan's little hand and smiled slightly at her.
The bright and sunny smile instantly put Bai Churan's heart at ease.
With him by your side, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Mengmeng didn't care about anything. She blinked her big clear eyes and looked around curiously. However, the little girl seemed to know that she was visiting a guest at this moment, so she didn't make any loud noises and was very obedient.
Soon, Jiang Muyang and the others, led by Uncle Fu, came to the living room.
An old man in sixties wearing a Chinese tunic suit and gray hair was sitting on a recliner, wearing reading glasses, holding a newspaper in both hands and reading seriously.
On the table next to him, there was a tea set, and a young man in his thirties, wearing Armani casual clothes, was carefully making tea.
The old man is Qin Zhonghai, and the young man is Qin Rulong.
A bright light flashed in Jiang Muyang's eyes, and he secretly said that he would enjoy it.
He could tell at a glance that the water Qin Rulong used to make tea was pure mountain spring water, which was naturally fragrant, and the tea leaves were from the famous "Eighteen Imperial Trees".
The so-called "Eighteen Imperial Tea Trees" refers to the eighteen imperial tea trees surrounded by railings at the foot of Shifeng Mountain in West Lake and in front of Hu Gong Temple. In ancient times, West Lake Longjing was the imperial tea for the imperial palace. The most precious of the Longjings was this one.
There are eighteen trees in front of the emperor, which were granted the imperial title by Emperor Qianlong himself.
The annual output of the Imperial Eighteen Trees is only two taels, and they are absolutely priceless. In order to thank Jiang Muyang, Li Jinsong took out the Imperial Eighteen Trees to entertain him, but the Imperial Eighteen Trees in Li Jinsong's hands only had a handful.
, but Qin Zhonghai’s place is a big one!
When Jiang Muyang and others arrived, Qin Rulong had just finished making tea. He came to Qin Zhonghai with a tea bowl in both hands, bowed and said, "Dad, you have tea."
Qin Zhonghai took the tea bowl, gently swept the foam floating on the surface of the tea with the lid, then took a sip, slowly shook his head and said: "It has been steeped for too long."
With that said, he returned the tea bowl to Qin Rulong.
Qin Rulong said quickly: "Then I'll make another bowl."
After saying that, he started making tea again.
Qin Zhonghai picked up the newspaper again and read it.
Jiang Muyang suddenly sneered.
The father and son are trying to intimidate themselves.
If ordinary people saw this battle, they would probably be at a loss and not know how to deal with it.
But they wanted to intimidate Jiang Muyang with these trivial means, but they obviously thought too much.
Jiang Muyang hugged Mengmeng, led Bai Churan and walked forward naturally, sitting down opposite Qin Zhonghai.
"Master Long, could you please have two cups of tea? Thank you." Jiang Muyang looked at Qin Rulong who was busy and said with a smile.
A flash of light flashed across his eyes.
No one found it.
If he hadn't estimated Qin Zhonghai's identity, he would have been dead the moment he saw Qin Rulong!
Qin Rulong was stunned for a moment when he heard this and looked at his father.
Qin Zhonghai put down the newspaper, took a deep look at Jiang Muyang, and then said: "We are guests. Let's make a cup of tea for Comrade Xiao Jiang and his wife."