Beijing.
Six Fan School.
After Wu Qing wrote a memorial, he thought about it and wrote another one for Shen Yan.
"Hand it over to the Embroidered Uniform Guards, Lord Shen, and let him sign it.”
"Yes." A spy took the mission and left.
Dawn was approaching.
At Gao Yong's house.
A young woman in a tight outfit took a long sword and was about to leave the house.
The hale and hearty old man immediately stopped his daughter."Aren't you messing around? Gao Yong will be back soon."
"Father, you don't have to lie to me. It's been a night and he hasn't returned.“
"I gave him a promotion of three ranks and gave him a few thousand taels of silver. This is a mission that will kill him.”
The woman said coldly.
"I'm stronger than him. If I go to him, I can help him a little.”
"Nonsense, nonsense. Do you think this is child's play? This is a job for the Embroidered Uniform Guards.”The hale and hearty old man was so angry that his beard was trembling.
He was afraid that his daughter would do something stupid.
"Think about your son and daughter. If something happened, what would they do?”
This sentence finally broke through the woman's psychological defense.
"Little Yuan, from the moment Gao Yong entered the Embroidered Uniform Guards, you should have been mentally prepared for this.”
The old man comforted his daughter earnestly.
" Father…" The young woman's eyes reddened.
At this moment, a joyful voice sounded from outside the door.
"I'm back, Little Yuan. I'm exhausted. Is there anything to eat?”
When she heard this familiar voice, the woman in tight-fitting clothes immediately burst into tears and ran out quickly.
Then, he heard a series of punches and kicks coming from outside, accompanied by screams.
Dawn, Imperial Palace.
Wei Xiaobao had received a memorial early in the morning.
After reading the contents, he finally smiled.
"I knew you could do it, brother.”
At this moment, the Emperor had just woken up.
The Emperor's complexion and mood were exceptionally good today.
Obviously, he had a good rest last night.
"Little Wei, seeing how happy you are, you must have something good to tell me.”
"Your Majesty is wise. At dawn, the Imperial Guards Qian Sir Shen handed over a report stating that the Western Hills had won a great victory.”
"The Poison King of the Western Regions and the Xuanming Elders were all killed. The Jinyi Guards were intact, and the Six Fan School lost 11 secret agents.”
After hearing this news, the Emperor paced back and forth excitedly, clapping his hands and cheering.
"Haha, zhen's Embroidered Uniform Guards have returned. Very good, they have also given zhen great face.”
A moment later, the cabinet's report of victory came.
This memorial was more detailed.
In the memorial, Six Fan School's ruthlessness was also full of praise and affirmation for Shen Yan.
"Haha, Shen Yan did well this time. Send an edict for him to meet me. Zhen wants to take a good look at this blessed general."
Wei Xiaobao laughed.
"Your Majesty, Lord Shen cannot come for the time being. Today, he still has to escort the Duke of England to the camp in the western suburbs.”
"You're right, there's still Ye Gucheng who hasn't been caught. Shen Yan was truly loyal to his country. He had been fighting for the whole night and did not rest for even a moment. Now, he was going to hunt down Ye Gucheng again.”
The Emperor sighed,"If the world was filled with people like Shen Aiqing, why worry about the Ming Dynasty not flourishing?"”
"When he returns, zhen will reward him well.”
The British Public House.
A valiant and beautiful girl had finished dressing up. She was wearing armor and a crown. A long sword hung from her waist. She had sharp eyebrows and looked extraordinary.
Beside him sat a beautiful fairy who looked like she had walked out of a painting. At this moment, she was staring at this scene with her mouth agape.
"Miss Zhang, you…"
"Miss Wang, please call me the British Duke.”
After spending two days with her, the well-educated and well-mannered Keer, who was like a daughter of a noble family, suddenly became Ming's stabilizing needle in the blink of an eye, the military god-the British Duke.
"Miss Wang, I'm going to the camp in the western suburbs today to test the formation we've created in the past two days.”
"You should come with me. Let's see if there are any shortcomings."
"Alright, British Duke." The beautiful girl smiled sweetly.
Although this was the first time they had met, they had known each other for a long time and had been communicating through secret letters.
It was only when the formation was gradually taking shape that the two of them met for the first time.
After spending two days together, the two of them admired each other very much.
One of them was the young master of Mantuo Villa, who was knowledgeable and familiar with the secret manuals of various sects in the martial arts world.
The other was a commander with a myriad of military strategies and extremely high talent.
The two of them worked together to research a set of array formations.
This formation could only be used by thousands of troops.
Not only did it greatly enhance the coordination of the soldiers, but it also effectively increased the lethality of the enemy.
More importantly, it was very effective against martial artists.?
After stepping out of the inner court, Wang Yuyan discovered that the young girl beside her had completely changed into another person.
At this moment, she was striding forward like a dragon and tiger. Her gaze was bright, and her entire body was emitting an untouchable domineering and mighty aura.
This kind of confidence could be said to flow in the blood of the British dukes.
Along the way, regardless of whether it was the Imperial Guards or the maidservants of the Public House, they immediately retreated to the side when they saw them, not daring to look directly at them.
Just as they were about to step out of the British Duke's mansion, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.
"Marshal, outside the residence, the Jinyiwei Qian Sir Shen requests an audience.”
The British Duke, Zhang Ying, raised his eyebrows. She had heard about what happened last night.
Six Fan School and Jinyiwei had dismantled a plot to assassinate her.
Although she didn't care about the assassins, the Jinyiwei and Six Fan School had contributed.
More importantly, this Qian Shi of the Jinyiwei had a deep relationship with the British Public House.
"Let him in."
"Yes, marshal."
After Shen Yan entered the High Duke's Public House, he looked at the deep gates and high walls of the courtyard and sighed. This was what a wealthy family should be like.
Compared to that, his own shabby house was simply a pigsty.
When Shen Yan saw the Darming Dynasty's Godly Pillar, the Military God, the British Duke, he was stunned.
"The British duke…is actually a pretty little lady.”
This was simply subverting his worldview.
According to his guesses, this British duke was a mighty and extraordinary person, like Zhou Yu, who was cool and elegant, and who could turn the oars into ashes when he talked and laughed.
But who knew that in front of him was a valiant and beautiful young lady.
When the surrounding people heard Shen Yan's rude words, their expressions changed.
The British Royal Guards drew their swords and shouted,""How dare you."
"Shut up."
In their hearts, the Duke of England was a god-like figure that could not be offended.
Even if it was the third-grade Jinyiwei Qian Shi Daren, he could not offend the British Duke.
"But…this British duke is really a young lady.”
Shen Yan shrugged helplessly at the Imperial Guards who had gathered around him.
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