Peace Order
Chapter 405 - 171: Back in the day, I was like a tiger swallowing Wan Li with my iron cavalry!_2

Chapter 405: Chapter 171: Back in the day, I was like a tiger swallowing Wan Li with my iron cavalry!_2

Ji Yanzhong found it amusing that he had only realized the superior root bone of the boy after he began teaching him basic Martial Arts skills.

Decades had passed since then, the once wealthy Ji Yanzhong had now become a white-haired old man, and the youth, full of vigor back then, had become a famous general known throughout the Martial World, no weaker than him. At this moment of departure, Ji Yanzhong was unable to capture any trace of him.

But was it really him?

Ji Yanzhong placed the Chi Xiao Sword back into its new sword box, his face full of conflict.

Although the Red Emperor in his youth had been idle, having been a Ranger in his young days, now eight hundred years had passed since his reign began, who in the world did not know of the Red Emperor’s boundless enthusiasm? Chi Xiao Sword, Chi Xiao Sword, don’t really choose a bandit or a thief.

His face full of conflict, he hoped that Yue Qianfeng was the chosen one by the Chi Xiao Sword.

And also hoped he was not.

During this time, Xiao Wuliang had already extinguished the great fires in the Imperial Palace, as Yue Qianfeng and Yan Xuanji withdrew, the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Guards began to check the wounded and handle many affairs.

In the banquet at the Other Palace, Ying Country’s Crown Prince, Jiang Gao, did not mention the flames soaring into the sky within the Imperial Palace, merely continued as usual, toasting the Emperor of Chen Country, as gracious as jade, preserving the Emperor’s dignity; however, Jiang Yuan, unrestrained, said:

"I’ve always been curious, why did His Majesty invite us here to dine, only to set off such grand fireworks for us?"

"Hahaha, they are indeed beautiful!"

"Splendid, absolutely splendid!"

Chen Dingye drank leisurely, casually said, "If my wise nephew enjoys it, then it’s a pleasure."

Jiang Yuan said, "It is indeed enjoyable."

"A perfect complement to the wine."

"However, seeing such grand fireworks today, how will tomorrow’s grand ceremony be managed? If I remember correctly, it starts before sunrise."

"Not many hours from now, it seems."

Chen Dingye said lightly, "If my nephew is so interested, come and watch with me."

This composure puzzled Jiang Yuan even more, and as his thoughts raced, he settled back down and laughed, "I was just worried about His Majesty. It seems that everything is under His Majesty’s control. Let me offer a toast to His Majesty first."

"Afterwards, we can go together."

He toasted heartily.

Thus, the music of strings and bamboo resumed, and the dance continued as before; the zither’s sound was clear and beautiful, the zither players cold and peerless in beauty, the dancers also distinct in their elegance. Meanwhile, inside the Imperial Palace, the Imperial Guards and eunuchs moved back and forth, carrying the wounded Imperial Guards to other places for treatment.

The encounter had been too severe. Even though Yue Qianfeng and his group had tried their best to rescue their own when they left, there were always those Martial Artists from the Martial World who got stranded alone.

Severely injured yet unnoticed by their comrades.

When such Martial Artists were found, three or five Imperial Guards would simultaneously thrust their Battle Halberds forward, then suddenly stir them, the spearheads and hooks directly smashing the viscera into a mass of blood and flesh.

There were also Martial Artists and Court Imperial Guards resting against each other.

All were dead.

The blood on the bodies had dried up, one side had died for their loyalty to the country, the other for their dedication to their duty, yet these two groups had no choice but to battle each other inside the Imperial Palace, swords clashing with blades, with a eunuch shouting: "Make it quick, make it quick."

"These bodies and such, for now just throw them into the ravine, hold them down with planks and such, don’t let anything slip."

An Imperial Guard gritted his teeth and said, "But these are comrades who sacrificed for the country."

"Handling them so disgracefully, I’m afraid after the grand ceremony their bodies won’t even be recognizable anymore."

The words were not finished when he was struck on the head by the eunuch’s horsetail whisk, and the young eunuch scolded, "A mere Qiu Ba, still talking back here?"

"Still arguing?"

"I’m following the Emperor’s Imperial Decree. All of you, hurry up and clean up these bodies and blood. In a few hours, it’s our Chen Country’s decade ritual. I don’t care what difficulties you have, whether or not they are comrades."

"If you delay His Majesty’s important event, not enough heads would roll."

The vast Imperial Palace was brightly lit, and the fighting soldiers retreated.

Then the eunuchs and attendants came forward, the still-warm bodies from the fights were dragged away, water from the rivers was brought to wash away the blood, thick silk was laid out to cover and hide, with aromatic trees and plants arranged one pot at a time.

The shattered palace was demolished and repaired anew through various Divine Abilities and methods.

The Imperial Palace rapidly regained its original appearance at no small expense, and the Imperial Guards tossed the bodies of the Martial Artists and their own comrades into the ravine together, their bodies covered in blood, now enemies but now resting against each other, their eyes not closed, reflecting the daylight.

The sun was about to rise, the morning light fell on their eyes, reflecting a blaze of fire.

The lights in the lanterns flickered.

Suddenly spread out into the swirling skirts and robes of women.

The sound swelled, growing louder, the nobility drank, beauties danced, the ribbons tucked in their arms spinning like flames, bells chimed, and the zither played melodious tunes, truly a spectacle of a prosperous era.

When a sliver of light finally appeared in the sky, the Emperor of Chen put down his last cup of wine, led his ministers and princes onto the carriages.

The carriages, adorned with feather forest decorations, raced along the Imperial Path, the sky and clouds serene.