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Chapter 80 Nanlin Yongxin, Yang Jia in black

"Have you arrived at the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion?"

Hearing the shouts of the imperial guard, Yang Shuo, who was practicing with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes.

"Entering the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion through the main entrance? That's right. Now that I have won the first prize in the martial arts competition, it represents the emperor's face. If the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty wants to show that he attaches great importance to the martial arts selection, he cannot let me, a junior martial arts student,

First person, please take the side door and enter the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, right?"

"The main entrance of the Duke's Mansion will only be opened when receiving some princes and nobles. The last time it was opened was when Princess Huo Luo visited the Duke's Mansion this year; the previous time it was opened was when Yang Zimo returned from Nan Province last year...

Not to mention that I am a little bastard, even Yang Zixi, who usually comes in and out, is not qualified to open the front door!"

Yang Shuo knew that when he returned home this time, he would open the front door with great fanfare!

According to the rules of the Yang Mansion, concubines cannot go through the main entrance.

If you win the first prize in the martial arts competition, according to the rules of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you will naturally have to go back to your home through the main entrance!

The rules of the Yang family are naturally not as good as those of Dazhou. Not to mention Mrs. Cheng, even Yang Shuo's father Yang Qian will never violate these rules!

"Later, Mrs. Cheng learned that I won the first prize in the martial arts competition and was going to open the front door to welcome me. I wonder what her face would be like?"

Sitting on the horse, Yang Shuo lowered his eyelids and thought to himself.

Several servants guarding the gate of Zhenguo Palace looked at Yang Shuo on the tall horse with shocked expressions on their faces!

"It's really Young Master Yang Shuo!"

"Young Master Yang Shuo won the first prize in the martial arts competition? The Royal Forest Army escorted him back to the house, and he is about to open the main gate to welcome him... Hurry, go and report to Madam!"

Several domestic servants quickly entered the house from the side door and trotted to report to Mrs. Cheng.

Yang Shuo was not in a hurry and simply closed his eyes again to practice and waited slowly.

After more than half an hour, the Imperial Guards were impatient to wait. Then they saw the gate of the palace open with a creaking sound, and an old housekeeper appeared inside the gate and said loudly: "Second Madam, please ask Yang.

Young Master Shuo has entered the house. All military lords, please take a rest at the concierge. The second lady will also seal some red envelopes for you later."

"Huh? It was the Second Madam who ordered someone to open the front door, wasn't it Madam Cheng?" After hearing the butler's words, Yang Shuo opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

"Mrs. Cheng should have made the decision on such a major matter. Although the second lady is my father's equal wife, she does not have this right. This time the second lady ordered someone to open the front door. It was obviously Mrs. Cheng who asked her to do so. This time I

Winning the first place in the martial arts competition has severely damaged Mrs. Cheng’s face. I didn’t expect that Mrs. Cheng is so petty and unwilling to face this reality. In the future, I will achieve higher achievements in the martial arts selection, or my sixth brother will be the best in the martial arts selection.

When we finally win the championship, wouldn't Mrs. Cheng be so angry that she goes crazy?"

"Forget it, leave her alone. It's okay if she doesn't mess with me. After returning home this time, I will immediately retreat and find a way to break through to the level of Qi refining first!"

Thinking in his mind, Yang Shuo flicked the reins, said "drive" from his mouth, rode his horse, and strode into the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion from the main entrance.

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In Ninglan Garden, in the living room, Mrs. Cheng's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

Lan Jing, Ziyu and other maids were waiting on both sides, keeping as silent as a cicada, not daring to make any sound for fear of offending Mrs. Cheng.

"This little beast is participating in a martial arts trial, and he wants to gain my respect and slap me hard in the face?"

"There is no distinction between superiority and inferiority, unfaithful and unfilial bitch, I am his aunt, but he is so unfilial to me... Such a little beast, what is the use of raising him? He was a waste before, my Yang family

I supported him in vain, and now he has greatly improved his strength and wants to overturn the world!"

Mrs. Cheng was rubbing a string of sandalwood beads in her hand. With a "click" sound, most of the beads were crushed into pieces.

"Yang Jia, come out!"

With a "click" sound, the last Buddhist bead was crushed, and Mrs. Cheng suddenly shouted in a low voice.

"lady!"

At this moment, a man in black in his twenties appeared next to Mrs. Cheng. This man in black was none other than the commander of the black guards who had appeared next to Yang Zimo in the Nan Province military camp before!

The commander of the black guards, the most talented person among the black guards, has reached the middle level of Qi refining, and is Yang Zimo's absolute direct confidant. He was even given the name "Yang Jia" by Yang Zimo, although this is the most common name.

But for the black-clad guards, it is a great honor.

Seven or eight days ago, he was still in the military camp of Nan Province, but now, he has arrived at the Zhenguo Palace.

"Yang Jia, this time you came to the capital, firstly to monitor the movements of the monk from Nanlin Temple, and secondly, on Zimo's order, to check whether Zixi was in danger. Now that you know Zixi's affairs, I

Fei Ge has already sent a letter to Zimo, have you found out what happened to the monks at Nanlin Temple?" Mrs. Cheng's face calmed down a little, she looked straight ahead and asked Yang Jia calmly.

"Madam, the brave and trustworthy monk from Nanlin Temple has not been unusual recently, so he does not need to be monitored."

Yang Jia whispered.

"The eldest son and the abbot of Nanlin Temple are still close friends. The Polu army entered Xuanyi Mountain for drills and did not surround Nanlin Temple. Naturally, monk Yongxin will not do anything. However, this monk Yongxin is very good at martial arts.

He has not made much achievements, but he is very talented in business and camp. The entire Nanlin Temple is always maintained by the monk Yongxin. He also has a wide network of contacts in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Once the eldest son leads troops to surround Nanlin Temple, I am afraid that

He must take action..."

"But..." Yang Jia said with a cold smile, "Nanlin Temple had intended to rebel at the beginning of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it was just because there was no evidence. This time the eldest son took action against Nanlin Temple, even though Yongxin had connections

If you can reach heaven and hear directly, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reverse the situation!"

"Is this so..."

After hearing Yang Jia's words, Mrs. Cheng lowered her eyelids slightly and thought for a moment.

"Since Yongxin doesn't need to be monitored for the time being, Yang Jia, I want you to do something, are you willing?"

Mrs. Cheng said suddenly.

Yang Jia stared for a moment, seemed to have thought of something, and immediately said in a deep voice: "I am willing to go through fire and water for my wife and the eldest son, the second son!"

"You have to do this well to ensure that nothing goes wrong. It is best to do it when he enters Yanshan. This person is very evil. Even if you are slightly stronger, you must not be careless. In addition, he has birds of prey to help him.

If you want to track him in Yanshan..." Mrs. Cheng closed her eyes and spoke slowly.

"Madam, don't worry!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jia's mouth.

"This time, my subordinate came riding on the eldest son's Golden Feather Eagle. The Golden Feather Eagle has the strength of a martial artist. Even if my subordinate will be plotted by that person, he will definitely not be able to deal with the Golden Feather Eagle at the martial artist level!"

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