I really became a prince

Jiang Yi has been standing there quietly waiting for the final result. As he expected, both sides want to make a quick decision, and the winner will be decided soon.

"Mu Xiruo, if you kill the two of us, the sect will take revenge on you!"

"Haha, even a small sect that isn't even counted as seven sects or eight sects dare to speak nonsense!" the white-bearded old man sneered.

Mu Xiruo stood in the sky in a red military uniform, and said: "These two colluded with Fan Muqiu, committed a rebellion, and murdered the prince, they should be punished!" The voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the Duan Palace.

Princess Duan, Mu Xiruo, succeeded in killing Pan Daoan and Li Laodao at the cost of one person being seriously injured, and their bodies fell from the sky.

And with the death of these two people, hundreds of figures in Duanwang's mansion rushed out of the mansion from every corner. The white-bearded old man and the others wanted to chase and kill them, but were stopped by Mu Xiruo, and then glanced in the direction of Xueyuan intentionally or unintentionally. , then led a few people to turn around and leave.

"This Jiang Zhongbao's luck is really strong. He actually got two people from outside the world to follow him. He also integrated their housekeeping skills into martial arts and taught them all."

. "Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the luck is, it will eventually turn into a handful of loess!"

Jiang Yi's hanging heart was completely let go. Now the biggest obstacle and threat that hindered him from taking over Duanwangfu disappeared, and the rest would not have any major obstacles based on his layout in the past few years.

"After this palace leaves, the eldest son will be in charge of all matters concerning Duan Wang's mansion!"

A voice came from afar and enveloped the sky above Duan Wang's mansion. Jiang Yi bowed in the air after hearing it, and now he has the right to be in charge of Duan Wang's mansion.

At this time, outside the courtyard of Xueyuan, there were many swords and soldiers, and there were thousands of guards standing densely. The first dozen of them were dressed in soft armor, holding their breath, as if they were waiting for something, and their murderous aura was surging.

The sound of fighting had shifted from inside the palace to outside the palace. Jiang Yi didn't react at all, but just stood there quietly, and there was still one last step left.

A bird with pitch-black feathers crossed the battlefield outside the palace, flew into Duanwang's mansion like lightning, and finally landed in the hands of a purple-faced eunuch outside the snow garden.

After the purple-faced eunuch took it, he pulled out a roll of paper, hurriedly stepped into the snow garden, walked up to Jiang Yi, and knelt down on one knee: "See my little prince, Lu Fan has sent a letter."

Jiang Yi didn't say a word. He took the note and opened it for a glance. A slight smile flashed across his mouth, and then he walked out. Behind him, the purple-faced eunuch got up and followed closely.

"See you son!"

When Jiang Yi stepped out of the courtyard and appeared on the steps, thousands of guards kowtowed on one knee, their voices thundering like thunder.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Jiang Yi looked at the thousands of guards who bowed their heads in front of him, including a dozen or so leaders, and said softly:

"Before this, some of you gathered here because of pills, some because of money, some because of martial arts classics, and some were even coerced..."

Thousands of people bowed their heads on one knee to listen, and the quiet atmosphere made the chilling atmosphere on the scene even more frightening.

"But that's it!"

"From now on, you will be the mainstay of Duan Wangfu."

"What I'm pointing at is where your blades are going!" Jiang Yi's voice was low, majestic and spontaneous.

"I'm waiting for orders at any time, only the son of the world will follow the lead!" Thousands of guards bowed their heads and agreed.

Jiang Yi looked admiring, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Go, take my son's handbook, and take down the Bullfighting Mansion. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed!"

"Yes!" Thousands of guards galloped away led by more than a dozen assistant leaders, their eyes glowing with excitement.

After this night, Prince Duan's mansion will really change, the master they followed will be in charge of Prince Duan's mansion!

Bullfighting Mansion, the most special existence of Prince Duan’s Mansion, because it is in charge of the strongest military force in Prince Duan’s Mansion—the Bullfighting Guard. This bullfighting cavalry was originally in the hands of Fan Muqiu, like an iron bucket. In the past two years, Jiang Yi passed Lu Fan and others. The hand, it just barely tore a hole.

But tonight, the right of ownership will be completely subverted!

"Doro!" Jiang Yi didn't call out until thousands of people disappeared around the corner.

"Here!" the purple-faced eunuch behind him bowed his head on one knee, his voice trembling.

"Fan Muqiu is dead, from now on you will be the head of Duanwang's mansion." Jiang Yi said in a low voice without turning around.

"Thank you son for cultivating!" Doro kowtowed.

"Go too, arrest people according to the list in your hand, rebels, kill!"

"In short, before dawn, I want to completely control Duan Wang's mansion!" Jiang Yi said coldly. If he wanted to quickly and completely control Duan Wang's mansion, he could only use violent and bloody means.

Doro left with a few eunuchs, except for Jiang Yi, there was only one old eunuch left with drooping eye bags and his withered face was wrinkled like tree bark.

"Uncle Fu, is Fuquan ready?" Jiang Yi said.

"Little prince, Fuquan has already arrived and will be here soon." The old eunuch replied.

This trembling elderly eunuch was Jiang Yi's martial arts peak powerhouse subdued by his previous life memory. Jiang Yi didn't know how deep his body was, at least it was the eighth realm, or even more than the eighth realm.

This is also the reason why Jiang Yi dared to watch the battle alone tonight, because this Fulong was his close sea-suppressing magic needle.

Jiang Yi is not very clear about Fulong's specific origin, but only relies on his memory to know that Fulong became a eunuch from the palace more than 100 years ago. His behavior is low-key, and he has always been a handy eunuch.

Relying on his own great perseverance and relying on the lowest level of martial arts cultivation to reach the current state, it can be said that he is the "sweeping monk" in Duan Wang's mansion.

According to the memory of the previous life, Jiang Zhongbao discovered him two years later, claiming that he had a magic pill to cure Tianxie, which could cure Tianxie, but he had to serve him for 20 years.

Fulong was moved because his only great-grandson, Fuquan, was a eunuch.Even if his great-grandson is over 20 years old 60 years later, he can still marry a wife and have children and be a complete man.

It's just that Fulong didn't expect that Jiang Zhongbao did have this kind of magical elixir that ruled heaven in his hand. It was found in the elixir library, but it was destroyed by him because he wanted to study the formula.

Later, Fulong devoted himself to his duty, in order to protect Jiang Zhongbao from his tragic death, but Jiang Zhongbao didn't have any gratitude, and directly abandoned Fuquan as if he were walking on his feet.

It wasn't until later that Fuquan found out that he had been cheated, and secretly planned revenge for 20 years. Although he failed and died in the end, it also caused Jiang Zhongbao a lot of trouble.

A person who does not practice martial arts, who succeeds in calculating a powerful prince with his brain, is definitely a talent

Relying on the memory of his previous life, Jiang Yi found Fulong ahead of time, gave him the magic pill, cured Fuquan, and in exchange for the absolute loyalty of his grandfather and grandson.

"Fuquan sees the prince!"

A man in a black robe came in. Through the black robe, one could see that he was in his 40s. His face was upright and he did not practice martial arts, but his eyes were full of spirit. It was Fuquan.

. "Go ahead, five years from now, I want to see 'Shadow Pigeons' all over the Dali Dynasty."

Yingge, an intelligence agency planned and established by Jiang Yi.