I really became a prince

The courtyard was only a short distance from the gate of the camp. Jiang Yi turned around and walked slowly towards it.

Behind him, hundreds of guards headed by Jiang Zhongshan followed closely, and then thousands of bullfighters, led by dozens of generals, slowly surrounded them, forming a faint encirclement trend.

Besides, Jiang Shihuai, since Jiang Yi suddenly appeared, he has been in a state of panic and fear.

The thought of leaving here immediately came to his mind countless times, but he dared not leave.Between the hesitation of whether to go or not to go, I also witnessed Jiang Yi's series of processes of establishing his prestige and subduing him, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

He knew that Tian Buyi was a person, he learned it from the empress, whether it was talent or talent, he was outstanding, and once made his grandmother want to take it under her command.

But now it seems that it is obviously impossible. The other party has been subdued by Jiang Yi with a whip and a few words.

For Jiang Yi, his heart is even more complicated. Once upon a time, the other party was just the object of his father and son's conspiracy, but now, in just two years, for their father and son, he has grown into a towering tree.

Even the emperor's grandmother can no longer wantonly kill her.

"How did he grow up so fast?"

From the Longmen battle two years ago to the Famen conference a few days ago, the opponent's rise was too fast, and his reputation was even more prosperous. He had already established a trend, and he was no longer the old Jiang Zhongbao who let their father and son do whatever they wanted.

Just like just now, I was ignored like a transparent person in the other party's eyes.In the past, he would definitely be furious in his heart, but now, he actually has a faint feeling of gratitude, hoping that the other party will never notice him.

In the final analysis, in front of King Yi, who has just emerged, he is no longer qualified to have an equal dialogue.

Seeing that the other party finally turned his gaze to him, Jiang Shihuai was even more terrified, and subconsciously stepped back, closing the distance between himself and the guard behind him.

This scene fell in the eyes of the family generals and others behind him, showing a deep disappointment. This courage was in stark contrast to King Yi's brilliance, which was as bright as the sun in the sky. On another level.

"Brother Huang, long time no see, how are you doing?"

Jiang Yi rode his horse up slowly and never dismounted from the beginning to the end. His whole person gave people a feeling of superiority, but everyone at the scene didn't take it for granted, as if it should have been like this.

How have you been?Hearing this sentence, the anger in Jiang Shihuai's heart finally overwhelmed the fear, how could it be okay.

Thinking of what happened to him in the past two years, there was a trace of deep-seated hatred in his originally panicked eyes.

It was because of this person in front of him that his well-known wife returned to her natal family, making him a laughing stock in the imperial capital of Dali.

Jiang Yi felt the hatred in the opponent's eyes, and a killing intent rose in his heart.

It has never been his style to keep tigers in trouble. According to his plan, Prince Zhong and his son will be eliminated no matter what.

Two years ago, after the First Battle of Longmen, Prince Zhong and his son lost power, and many people who had been bullied by them secretly started a "King Down Movement".

In the end, the situation intensified, and Prince Zhong's Mansion was in a precarious situation.

Jiang Yi was trying to make a secret effort to completely solve this hidden danger, but several old clans of the royal family came to the door with sincere words, hoping that Jiang Yi would not add fuel to the flames in this movement because of the same lineage.

At that time, Jiang Yi's foundation was shallow, and he needed the support of these old clans, so he temporarily gave up his plan to take the opportunity to get rid of Prince Zhong and his son.

Of course, there is another most important reason: Prince Yi Jiang Mo also came forward.

For the face of the thirteenth uncle, Jiang Yi had to give it.

But now it seems that Prince Zhong and his son simply healed their scars and forgot about the pain, their natures are hard to change, and if they stay there, there will be serious troubles.

Seeing his eldest son's distorted face and undisguised hatred, the general behind him thought of Prince Zhong's advice before, and wanted to say a few words.

But facing King Yi's smiling gaze, and the horsewhip lightly beating on his left palm, he swallowed and did not dare to make a sound after all.

Now, King Yi's whipping habit has spread throughout the imperial capital of Dali, and he doesn't want to experience the taste of a whip in full view.

Seeing the general retract his body again, Jiang Yi turned his gaze to Jiang Shihuai again.

"King Yi Jun came just in time, and I just told them face to face that I have obtained a few Pills so far." Jiang Shihuai suppressed the anger in his heart and said out loud.

"Brother Huang doesn't need to worry about this. Brother Huang should go back quickly." Jiang Yi issued an order to evict guests. Theoretically speaking, this place is indeed his territory.

"Hehe, why should I leave? Could it be that Duke Yi has a guilty conscience? I'm afraid he doesn't have the Pulse-Shaping Pill on him at all."

"Say it again, this king, get out!" Jiang Yi looked at the other party's face that seemed familiar, and the killing intent in his heart rushed into his head, for fear that he would not be able to control the attack.

Jiang Shihuai's face became more gloomy, and he was reprimanded by others. He had never been humiliated before, and said in a dark voice: "Why should I leave? King Yi, just say what you want, just pretend that I don't exist."

"Could it be to buy people's hearts with promises that can't be kept at all?"

Looking at Jiang Shihuai, who was obviously dying, Jiang Yi calmed down, and said with a smile: "Brother Huang seems to be sure of this king, so you are so sure that I can't get out the Vessel-shaping Pill?"

"You will definitely not be able to take out the Vein Pulse Pill!" Jiang Shihuai said with a very certain tone.

"If this king takes it out, so what?" Jiang Yi thought of something, and simply took this opportunity to plan something.

"As long as King Yi can take out the Vessel-Masking Pill, this son will do whatever he wants!"

Hearing Jiang Shihuai's words, the general behind him was sweating on his forehead. This is too full of words. Didn't they already take out a pulse-shaping pill yesterday?

"Leave it alone? Including taking your life?" Jiang Yi became interested.

Jiang Shihuai's face froze, his eyes dodged and he said, "Hmph, King Yi, let's talk about it after taking out the Vessel-pulling Pill."

"Brother Huang, let's make a bet."

"What kind of blocking method?"

"If this king can't get out the Vessel-Masking Pill, I'll leave it to Brother Huang to dispose of it. If he does, Brother Huang promises me two things." Jiang Yi said.

"Including your life?" Jiang Shihuai was a little moved.

"Naturally!" Jiang Yi was naturally full of confidence when it was a certainty.

"Okay..." Jiang Shihuai just wanted to answer, but after the general whispered behind him, he suddenly thought of something and added: "Every warrior present must each have a pulse-shaping pill, and Mr. Yi County Say those two things."

"Of course, each person takes one of the Plastic Pulse Pills. As for those two things..." Jiang Yi suppressed the emotional fluctuations in his heart, and said slowly:

"First thing: I want to be loyal to the Fengshan Courtyard of the Prince's Mansion!"

"Second thing: I want Baizhutang!"

Hearing Jiang Yi's words, Jiang Shihuai's heart was moved, but he also hesitated.