Peace Order
Chapter 594 - 44: Bestowing His Name, Ranking Among the Marquis and Heroes!_4

Chapter 594: Chapter 44: Bestowing His Name, Ranking Among the Marquis and Heroes!_4

"This is quite presumptuous, ah. This was for the Crown Prince to increase his prestige among the Military School and the armed forces. If you take this over, it is like taking something from the Crown Prince, which must absolutely not be done."

"He is your elder brother and your monarch."

"Neither as a brother nor as a subject should one do such a thing."

Breaking Army smiled gently as he advised drinking, a faint hint of purple in his eyes.

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Yuan felt his annoyance intensify.

The Regent King, not minding this place, just laughed heartily and continued his campaign against the Dangxiang.

The vast Western Regions of Dangxiang Kingdom had already been occupied by one-third.

All the powerful figures discussed this issue.

Meanwhile, within a year’s time, Pang Shuiyun, who had been roaming outside to maintain Li Guanyi’s reputation with tactics, received a letter from Li Guanyi via Changfeng Building, detailing a grand strategy analysis from Wen Lingjun.

Accompanying the letter were a sword and another letter from Li Guanyi:

"This sword is called Phoenix Dance, one of the five swords personally forged by Guanyi. Elder Pang, you have worked hard outside this year, and Guanyi keeps you in his thoughts, hereby presenting this sword for you to wield."

"As for the memorial to the Emperor, being a man of the Martial Artists, I truly do not understand these complex formalities. Elder Pang, you are proficient in these matters, thus I will trouble you."

One day, the white-haired old strategist, upon reviewing the military reports and hearing the discussions outside about the Qilin Army, said the Qilin force was fearsome, said the Main General was unmatched and valiant, and he laughed out loud, drunk, feeling that there was no greater joy in the world aside from this.

When drunk, it was momentarily unclear, whether it was the Crim in dreams, preaching royal righteousness.

Or the current Qilin Army.

Rounding up the daughter and many possessions, he left the rest behind and headed straight for Central State. Pang Shuiyun, originally one of the five masters of the Zongheng school in the previous generation, had numerous old connections in Central State, finessing the situation splendidly from all sides.

Spending more than ten days, he successfully presented the memorial he wrote on behalf of Li Guanyi to the Great Emperor of Central State.

The Great Emperor of Central State, who was only in his thirties, looked at Pang Shuiyun’s memorial.

It was penned with utmost legality.

"Once the Red Emperor civilized by gracious decree, the royal family thrived, and vassals contributed; now, Chen Country and Ying Country honor not, Li Guanyi, descendant of Duke Xue, is renowned for his valor, with unmatched intelligence and strategy, stabilizing an entire state."

"With allegiance and sincere devotion, he is loyal to the royal family."

"He presents the daughter along with various treasures, and a precious sword personally forged by himself."

Pang Shuiyun directly presented the sword given to him by Li Guanyi to the Great Emperor of Central State.

He was a very decisive strategist.

The Great Emperor of Central State was astonished; in the emotions surging within him at this moment, there was almost a sense of ecstatic disbelief—he had also heard of Li Guanyi of Jiangnan and the matters of the Qilin Army; such gallant and commanding presence was known to all under heaven.

Such a legendary figure, after having established control in one region, would actually come forth to report to Central State?

He revered the Emperor as supreme.

This awe and authority, reminiscent of the times of the Red Emperor, was something the Great Emperor of Central State was unaccustomed to, even feeling a bit dazed. He accepted the gift, pondering for a long time, and then wrote to Ji Yanzhong to inquire about the thoughts of this venerable elder.

He soon received a reply, where the handwriting seemed extremely agitated, repeatedly expressing just one phrase—

"Li Guanyi, trustworthy!"

"May Your Majesty confer upon him a title!"

"Trustworthy, huh..."

The Great Emperor looked at Ji Yanzhong’s resolute appraisal. He held the Phoenix Dance Sword forged by Li Guanyi himself, silent for a long time, pondering what to decree. In terms of territory, the scope of Li Guanyi’s influence was not inferior to that of Central State. In terms of armed strength, he was formidable as well.

Perhaps he should marry one of his sisters directly to Li Guanyi?

This was a direct way of forming an alliance.

However, the Great Emperor remained silent for a long time. The next day, he held court again, inviting Pang Shuiyun along. The leading eunuch of Central State, with an incredulous look, held a tray covered with golden silk and white jade bearing the pattern of a Qilin.

Pang Shuiyun was slightly surprised. The Imperial Army stood solemnly, and the Great Emperor of Central State spoke calmly:

"Li Guanyi, with unmatched intelligence and strategy, has stabilized a state, his influence spreading far and wide, with allegiance and sincere devotion, loyal to the royal family. Originally granted the title of Founding County Knight for his merits, controlling land over a thousand miles, leading tens of thousands of helmeted troops, the title of County Knight is already beneath him."

Pang Shuiyun slightly lowered his gaze, his expectations being met.

Title was to be conferred.

Controlling land over a thousand miles, not to speak of a County Knight.

Even a Founding County Viscount was insufficient; it should be at least an Earl.

Controlling actual territory, armed forces, power as a Founding Earl, even on the world stage, he ranked as a foremost character. At sixteen, the former Lord had not reached this step at such an age.

Although it is said that today’s world is more tumultuous than in the past, but these are also signs of the Young Master’s grand ambition.

The Great Emperor’s voice remained calm:

"—to be a Marquis!"

Pang Shuiyun’s thoughts paused, and his pupils contracted.

He suddenly looked up, seeing on this ancient hall, the likewise young Great Emperor, whom everyone underestimated, considered merely a puppet, a piece on the chessboard of this grand era, was displaying his own foundation.

Let me also step into this world, contest with these heroes.

I too am a descendant of the Red Emperor.

Not a stingy overlord.

Sitting on that ancient throne, hands pressing on the armrests of the dragon throne, he pushed his aspirations into the skies, stepping into this world.

Fiercely stirring the storms of the world.

"In the lands of Jiangnan, still titled Duke."

"Decree—"

"[Martial]!"

"His title—Marquis Qin Wu!"