Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

The red sunset was mostly obscured by the sunset, and the cool breeze swept across the vast plain under Chiliu Mountain in Menglai County, and the air was filled with **** and discordant breath.

In front of the Chiliu village, there were crowded officers and soldiers. Today is the day to collect the Red Blood Ginseng.

The officer with both cheeks covered with stubble put his big hand into a bamboo basket, touched it, and then took out a small shriveled ginseng, his brows were suddenly frowned:

"Why is this only so small?"

The violent eyes looked around the villagers around and shouted aloud:

"Be bold, this is something to supply the palace, do you want to do business like this?!"

The village chief hunched back, full of sweat on his forehead, under the shallow halo of the sun from the west, shining with stars.

He tremblingly bowed his hand to the officer, his face pale in fear:

"Going back to the army, this blood ginseng always takes some time to grow strong, and digging ginseng must match the time and place, and it is indispensable. Today, every one of the cliffs and distant crosses use a chain to think about it. Ghost sword knows and thinks br/>

"Fart your mother—"

Humbleness and prayer did not receive any mercy, but angered the officer.

He cursed and raised his rough hand, and slapped the old man down.

Immediately he drew his waist knife, and aimed his red eyes at the frightened villager:

"You are lazy and lazy, failing to hand in the Scarlet Blood Ginseng, our army had to kill the village chief of Bainah. After that, if you can't make up the amount you want in one day, your army will kill five people a day!"

The villagers commotion, a teenage girl squeezed out of the crowd, threw herself on the village chief, and cried:

"Don't kill my dad, don't kill my dad—"

The officer went crazy, holding the steel knife high, and facing down Senhan's knife.

Before leaving the army, after a wailing, the officer shook his hand and threw the sword.

The severe pain in his hand caused his facial features to shift, and when he looked down subconsciously, he saw that the back of his right hand was covered with flesh and blood.

"Stop it..."

The graceful and cold voice with a trace of languidness seemed to grow on its own, floating out of a carriage in front of a grassy hill not far away.

No one noticed when the carriage stopped there.

Looking around, the spacious car is extremely luxurious. The gold carvings and silver walls around the car are carved with auspicious patterns of mountains, mountains and clouds. The roof is decorated with five-color silk ribbons, and the four corners are hung with delicate tassels. Sui Liuli Lantern.

Yuli incense sandalwood is a table and a chair wrapped in mink fur. Each wall is embedded with five fist-sized night pearls. Even if the curtains are down, the car will be as bright as day.

Ten guards stood on each side of the carriage, wearing cyan narrow-sleeved shirts, with weapons hanging from their waists.

Under everyone's eyes, the smoky car curtain moved, and a leopard head was immediately revealed.

The scene suddenly became quiet. Hundreds of eyes were staring at the beast with its yellow hair strewn with coins and black stripes moving its wet pink nose, sniffing the slowly flowing air, and making a few whimpers in his mouth.

The officer looked shocked, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground.

Seeing the leopard, he somewhat guessed the identity of the nobleman in the carriage.

The only person in the world who likes to keep birds of prey and beasts—

"The last, the last, the last general... see the nine kings... the nine kings are auspicious, the nine kings are unique in the world..."

The officer who had just cracked his canthus and wanted to kill in a fierce manner became incoherent at this moment.

"Ha ha……"

There were several cold chuckles in the car:

"You guys are so obedient, you actually recognize this king."

The officer bowed his head reluctantly, and stared at his bleeding right hand, gritted his teeth and complimented:

"The nine princes are famous and their martial arts are world-famous, how can they not know it in the end?"

"Since you recognize this king, this king has ordered you to let go of the village head, and you will not want to harass the villagers of Chiliu in the future."

The officer was surprised, his eyebrows narrowed:

"Going back to the prince, I will be the deputy general of the garrison at this place. The imperial court ordered the villagers to hand in ten red blood ginseng plants a month ago. At the end of today, I will be ordered to come and collect the ginseng. According to the numbers, the final generals are just acting on orders and punishing them a little."

"Don't use the imperial decree to suppress this king!"

The sound in the car suddenly changed, and it was obvious that people were angry:

"It's your group of people holding chicken feathers as the order of arrows, violating the way of the growth of all things, and causing the people to lose their lives and the society to be turbulent!"

The officer was dumbfounded, his breath stuck in his chest, his eyes widened, and he was dissatisfied.

Tilted his head and flattened his mouth, he fisted upwards, sneered and retorted:

"In response to the prince, the general is just a small figure in the army. Everything is done according to the explanation above, but he can't recite the crime of shaking Soji. Today, this group of sabotaged people will not be severely punished, and the blood cannot be handed over. It’s hard to protect your head."

"Stop talking nonsense, this king lets you let people go--"

Another command exit, with a vicious murderous intent.

The officer trembled, and sweat formed on his forehead.

He bowed his head and thought about it quickly, and said firmly:

"Please forgive me for not being able to obey my humble duty, come here, and take away all these unsophisticated people to the army."

The officer was free at this moment, stood up, and raised his arm to indicate to his men.

The soldiers set up a long Goreblade and began to drive away the crying villagers.

There was silence in the carriage, and then the voice said indifferently:

"Heifeng, you have to run with this king all day, it's time to eat."

When the voice fell, the leopard "swished" out, as fast as a sharp arrow, jumped up from behind the officer, and threw the bearded man down.

Unexpectedly, the officer yelled and rolled with the leopard on the grass for a week, but he bit his throat severely.

The smell spread wantonly, and the officer did not snort, his limbs trembling gradually stopped, until the sound was completely gone.

The leopard is very human. After biting a person to death, he let go, his blood-red tongue licked, picked up the stone that hurt the officer at the critical moment, ran straight and jumped into the car to squat down, the glowing green eyes hunted The people who were afraid and silent.

Without a word, the officers and soldiers abandoned their swords and bowed their heads to the ground.

The curtain was opened, and the bright brilliance of the night pearl rushed out like water.

The dazzling and colorful man in a red dress got out of the car, and immediately a guard knelt on one knee, using his back as a step stool for his master.

The man got out of the car with a stone in one hand and a wine bag in the other.

The leopard opened its plum blossom claws, lightly next to its owner, keeping pace.

"Hey, the stone I brought to Ying'er is dirty, what a pity, what a pity."

The man just bowed his head and played with the blood-stained stones, talking to himself.

The head of the village boldly raised his gaze and glanced at the man in a daze, shocked in his heart.

In the twilight, the skin of this man Bai Bishengxue exudes a bright light gold, a pair of delicate phoenix eyes lightly cast out willfulness and arrogance, the dark eyes are faint, and it is a bottomless abyss with some power that devours people's hearts.

The bridge of his nose is jade, the lines are clear, and the pink lips are lightly pressed, creating a light and distant smile.

He wears a purple golden dragon crown, a bright red rhombus dark embroidered brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, and vivid peony brocade clusters of dragons on his chest and shoulders.

What is really eye-catching is the man's hair. The silvery white as snow color is something he shouldn't have in recent years. Even the two shaped eyebrows on his face are like autumn frost. , It looks pale.

Silvery white and bright red, these two extreme colors, combined with his cool and handsome face, made his appearance that was different from ordinary people less horrible, but added more evil cold and coquettish, mysterious and breathtaking.

The village chief didn't dare to look directly at the gray hair for too long, so he drew a breath and lay down obediently.

The villagers followed suit.

"Villagers of Chiliu Village, thank you Nine Lords for your life-saving grace."

The man smiled evilly, raised his wine bag and swallowed a few sips of wine on his back, and wiped his mouth:

"Okay, all get up. This king just watched the military academy be an eye-catcher, and didn't intend to save you. Today, this king will let you go. When this king leaves, you will not be able to pay tribute in the future. , How about it?"

The village chief was dumbfounded at once, thought for a moment, clasped his fists and pleaded:

"Xiaomin, please show me the way to survive."

The man provoked a sharp index finger and gestured out of thin air, just about to say something to it, suddenly saw smoke and dust flying on the dirt road to the north, and he ran closer and closer.

"The prince, the nine princes, the emperor has an order to ask the prince to return to Beijing as soon as possible—"

The man frowned his gray eyebrows, curled the wine sac on his hand, and stared impatiently at the inner court guard until he reined in front of him.

"Chief Guard Yu, did you work this time to chase this king?"

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be," the head guard dismounted, smiled bitterly, wiped the sweat around his brain with his hands, and said respectfully to the man:

"I'm on official business, I beg the prince to accept the order."

The surname Yu's understanding of the emperor, the uncle of the nine emperors, could only obtain information from the chat topics among colleagues.

Rumor has it that this uncle has a changeable temperament and is moody. He had offended the first emperor before, and the old emperor ordered him to travel from Tibet to the border of Xiyi. From then on, his name became a taboo in the imperial palace, and he could no longer be mentioned by the world.

Fortunately, Emperor Renxian Hua Nanxin ascended the throne, and Gu Nian's family took the Jiushu back to the capital, and gifted him to the mansion, allowing him to eat, drink, and spend all day long.

The previous decree officials all caught up with the enchanting prince and were upset, so he was killed just after he announced the decree.

It was really puzzling that the emperor was unwilling to punish the emperor after he knew it.

Over time, passing an decree to the Nine Princes was regarded by the officials of the inner court as an errand to death, and no one wanted to take it.

Chief Guard Yu came after today, but also bit the bullet all the way.

"Lord, the humble duty is about to declare."

"Oh, decree, decree."

The man was full of cynicism, his right hand threw the wine pouch to his servant and knelt down.

Chief Guard Yu took out the bright yellow brocade and unfolded, chanting:

"The emperor's emperor said. The Nine Emperor's uncle is not in Beijing, so I miss tea and rice, and I can't sleep at night. Respectfully ask the emperor to take the social grass as the most important thing, and return to Beijing as soon as possible to comfort my heart.

The man suddenly let out his voice, laughed until his back arched into shrimps, and slammed his fists on the ground:

"Hahahaha... I don't think about tea and rice, and I can't sleep at night. This king, the big waiter, speaks really interestingly..."

The head guard immediately lost face, and he cleared his cough and reminded in a low voice:

"Master, take the order."

"Good, good."

The man shook his head, grabbed his trousers, and raised his hand in a serious expression:

"Chen, Hua Nan He takes the order."

After the handover, Chief Guard Yu personally helped the man in red to get up.

The man hooked his long arms, gathered the head guard's shoulders, and walked side by side to the carriage.

"Hey Yutou, do you mean, what's the point of staying in the capital to eat and drink all day? Every time the king comes out to play, the emperor sends someone to call back, does he really want the king, or is he suspicious that the king will rebel?"

"My lord, dare not talk nonsense about this!"

Head Guard Yu looked at his surroundings with horror, then lowered his voice:

"The low-ranking official is small, how dare you try to figure out the holy intention? The low-ranking sees that the emperor really cares about you, the uncle, what is fun in the northwestern army, the emperor is worried that the sword will not hurt you.

"Cut, it was his favorite concubine who caused the chaos? Some time ago, the king heard that the emperor actually brought the man back to the palace. I don't know how it hurts..."

"This is not under our control. Come, you get in the car and protect you back to Beijing."

"Do you protect me or look at me?"

The silver-haired man sat back in the car, stroked the leopard's head with his big palm, and raised his enchanting eyes to the head guard.

The head guard smiled sly:

"Look at what you said...de　, you sit down, your humble position is closed.":,,