Chapter 268 Zeng Anmin: I am Ji Hongli! !
"Yes." The two beautiful girls looked at each other, then stepped down from the room respectfully.
After the two of them retreated.
Zeng Anmin's eyes were turned to the space of consciousness.
Under the phantom of the dragon map.
[Nan: Your Majesty has agreed. After the matter is completed, the moon god jade pendant from the royal family of the Jiang Kingdom will be given to you. 】
[The moon god jade pendant nourishes spiritual consciousness. It only takes two months to wear it to condense the martial artist's spiritual consciousness by 50%! 】
Seeing this, Zeng Anmin had no hesitation in his heart.
Did it! !
He was thinking about how to connect the fourth grade after breaking through the fifth grade.
When I was sleepy, I had a pillow.
He never worried about his breakthrough speed.
With the jade pendant, he could guarantee that after obtaining the jade pendant, he would break from the fifth grade to the fourth grade within two months! !
Because... he has a cheat.
The phantom of the Dragon Chart is in his sea of consciousness.
Other martial artists are not good at drawing talismans.
He... just needs to depict the phantom of the dragon siege map.
Empress! yyds!
My best wife!
Zeng Anmin's eyes were shining with splendor
It’s easy to say that “King of the South” disappears into this world.
But how to make the King of Southern disappear quietly in this world...
This was a big problem for him.
After all, he was not familiar with the county government.
He didn't even know what the people inside were doing.
Although Ji Hongli was loyal to him.
Then who knows whether his loyalty is true or false?
Do you really want to support yourself, or do you just value your identity as the King of Southern and want to be a puppet for him?
All of this is hard to say.
But there is one thing that Zeng Anmin can be sure of.
That is the very powerful warrior in this mansion.
This martial artist will spy on himself from time to time...
Zeng Anmin touched his chin.
"How can I hide it from so many eyes in this mansion?"
"And it doesn't make people suspicious."
"You can still leave the mansion safely..."
Yes.
Leaving the county government is a difficult problem that Zeng Anmin thought about now.
This plan can be completed through the "Earth-level Talisman".
Zeng Anmin pondered.
A plan slowly emerged in his mind.
"First of all, that third-rank old Deng always peeks at me from time to time."
"It's hard for me to do anything."
"We have to think of a solution..."
Zeng Anmin's brows were frowning tightly:
"In fact, it's very easy to get out."
"There are many slaves in this county government. I just need to disguise myself as a slave using land-level talismans and get out of this room."
"But I have to find out first, which slave can leave the mansion?"
"A ordinary slave is not allowed to leave the mansion at will for such a large mansion."
"The main reason is that time is limited, and the third-rank warrior must be extremely alert. I must ensure that after disguising as that slave, I will leave the mansion as soon as possible, and there will be no delay on the road."
Zeng An touched his chin, and his face was shining with splendor.
"If not, if that third-rank martial artist found out that the Southern King "disappeared", it would be impossible for anyone in the mansion to go out."
Thinking of this, Zeng Anmin pursed his lips.
His brows frowned tightly.
"How to leave the house..."
"It's a bit difficult."
After all, there is a third-rank warrior here, and there are indeed many things that cannot be hidden from his eyes.
Just as he was thinking.
A voice came into the house:
"Your Highness, Lord Ji has instructed you not to leave the mansion in these three days. You can tell me any need..."
Um?
Zeng Anmin was stunned.
Suddenly.
An extremely bold idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
Ji Hongli? !
I'll wipe it!
Why did I forget this person? ! !
For a moment, a perfect plan formed from his mind.
When this plan is formed.
Zeng Anmin made repeated deductions.
After a long time, he slowly looked up, his eyes flashing with a brilliance:
"Free!!"
He took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and his voice raised:
"I want to see Lord Ji!!!"
...
Shangshu Mansion.
Above the corridor.
Ji Hongli had a calm face, and two servants dressed in a dressed in slaves were next to him.
He slowly walked forward.
In front of him, a figure stood.
"Don't worry, Lord Liu, there is a third-rank martial artist on the side of Jianjun Prefecture. It is impossible for the fake emperor to use any secret tricks."
Ji Hongli's face was filled with a cold smile:
"Not to mention sending assassins to assassinate, even if Duke Cao comes in person, he can't even enter the Jianjun Mansion's door."
Of course, he knew that he was saying a little too much.
But it doesn't matter.
"Since Lord Ji is so confident, I will feel at ease."
The Lord Liu standing next to him showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and a hint of relaxation on his face:
"As soon as the envoy of the Northern Holy Dynasty left, I will escort the Southern King back to Longcheng. At that time, you will mediate with the pseudo-emperor in the court, and the lower official and the Southern King accumulate strength in Longcheng."
"It's a day...haha."
Ji Hongli's mouth gently raised: "Don't worry, I naturally know how to judge the situation."
...
"Mr. Ji, the King of Nan has invited me and said there is something urgent to see you."
A panting sound rang.
A slave rushed here, knelt on the ground, and reported to Ji Hongli.
"The King of Southern wants to see me?"
A hint of doubt flashed between Ji Hongli's eyebrows.
He looked at the servant and asked:
"Have Your Highness the Southern King said what's going on?"
"No, Your Highness just said that there is a top secret matter to discuss with you, and said... "
The slave hesitated for a moment, then swallowed and said, "It has something to do with Your Majesty."
Top secret matter?
It has something to do with the empress? !
As soon as this was said.
Ji Hongli narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then a smile rose from the corner of his mouth:
"Look, Your Highness, you're so impatient."
Hearing this.
Lord Liu next to him was stunned at first.
Then he laughed:
"Haha, Lord Ji, you should go and appease Your Highness's heart."
"If His Highness the Southern King has been so speculating and uneasy, it would be detrimental to our actions."
Ji Hongli nodded with a smile:
"It's okay. Now the Japanese official lets the Southern King meet the third-rank warrior under his command, which can eliminate his heart."
After saying that, he smiled at the slave and said:
"Prepare a car and go build a county government!"
"Yes."
…………
"Squeak."
When the carriage was parked in front of the huge Jianjun Mansion.
Ji Hongli slowly got off the carriage on the shoulders of the slave.
He looked up at the three gold-plated characters in Jianjun Mansion.
A look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
"Let's go."
"Yes."
Enter Jianjun Mansion.
Feel the protective power hidden in this mansion.
Ji Hongli's mouth gently raised.
"Even the dumb servants who swept the road on the road are eighth-rank martial artists."
"How should the pseudo-emperor respond?"
As he said that, he took a step forward.
Finally, his footsteps stopped in front of a yard.
He looked at the yard in front of him, and the smile on his face became even stronger. In the yard, a trembling figure was slowly sweeping the floor.
The figure was extremely old.
It was as if the wind could blow it down.
"Mr. Xin."
Ji Hongli was calm and cold to everyone after all the way.
But when he entered the yard and saw the trembling old man sweeping the floor, he had a smile on his face.
After hearing this sound, the old man turned around tremblingly and saluted Ji Hongli:
"I've met Mr. Ji."
"Mr. Xin, please give up the gift." Ji Hongli smiled and stepped forward, helped the old man up and said:
"Mr. Xin has worked a lot in the security of the hospital. How could I accept this great gift?"
"Mr. Ji said so much." The old man said, then slowly got up, picked up the broom in his hand and swept the fallen leaves on the ground:
"Everything is fine for Your Highness, but it may be that the beautiful girl prepared by Lord Ji is not in line with her appetite, so she did not touch them."
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"Oh?" Ji Hongli was stunned, then frowned: "Those two beautiful girls are my favorites, but the King of Southern does not look down on you?"
"Yeah."
"Then the two of them are useless."
Ji Hongli touched his chin and looked at the room in the courtyard thoughtfully.
Then he took steps and slowly walked towards the room.
...
"Mr. Ji."
Zeng Anmin sat in front of the table in the house, and his eyes were extremely serious.
Ji Hongli saluted Zeng Anmin with a smile: "The emperor has met His Highness the Southern King."
"Oh, Lord Ji, don't be punished by me, how can I receive your tribute?"
Zeng Anmin quickly stepped forward and helped Ji Hongli up.
Then he looked straight at Ji Hongli, pursed his lips and said:
"When Lord Ji met me yesterday, he told me that the garrison in the mansion is excellent..."
Speaking of this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and hesitated:
"But last night I had a dream, and the pseudo-emperor sent someone to assassinate me..."
"I wake up in shock, not afraid of Lord Ji's jokes. After waking up, my pillow was soaked with sweat..."
Zeng Anmin wiped the sweat on his forehead with lingering fear, and then smiled bitterly:
"I was a prisoner in the Northern Holy Dynasty. I just arrived at my Dajiang Dynasty. I was too hardworking. My mind was inevitably affected. Lord Ji, please don't be surprised."
Looking at Zeng Anmin's performance.
Ji Hongli smiled softly.
It was indeed not as expected by me.
Your Highness, this is a cup of bow and snake shadow, which affects your mind.
"Haha."
Ji Hongli's laughter revealed an inexplicable sense of security.
He was not too slow and gently reached out and patted Zeng Anmin's back:
"I dare to ask His Highness the Southern King, how is Duke Cao?"
Zeng Anmin was stunned.
Then he looked at Ji Hongli in a daze: "Duke Cao is one of the few third-rank martial artists today, and he is known as the number one master in the Yangtze River..."
Speaking of this, a pale look slowly appeared on his face, and he looked at Ji Hongli:
"Is it possible... he is coming to harm me?"
"Haha!!" Ji Hongli's laughter rose, and he reached out and patted Zeng Anmin's back gently:
"Don't be afraid of your highness. Duke Cao is a third-rank martial artist."
"There is no third-rank martial artist in Jianjun Mansion?!"
Speaking of this, a hint of pride flashed between his eyebrows, and his voice said lightly:
"Mr. Xin, please show up."
As his voice fell.
"Swish!"
A figure suddenly appeared in the house.
Even Zeng Anmin couldn't see how he came in! !
His pupils shrank instantly!
The door is not open!
The windows are not open either!
There was only one more person in the room for no reason!
How could he open the door and close it in such a short time, and enter the house quietly! !
The scalp is numb.
Fortunately.
I didn't have any trouble!
Otherwise...
"Gudong~"
Zeng Anmin swallowed.
He stared blankly at the old man named Mr. Xin.
The old man's face was calm.
He just stood there, staring at Zeng Anmin quietly.
"Three...Three-grade..." Zeng Anmin looked at the old man with a dumbfounded look: "It's really a third-grade..."
He was even at a loss.
"Haha." Ji Hongli raised his chin gently, with a look of disdain in his eyes:
"If you want to change your bag, if Mr. Xin is here, Duke Cao is just a native chicken and a tile."
"Hiss~"
Zeng Anmin took a breath.
Then he looked red and gave Ji Hongli a thumbs up;
"Mr. Ji, I will never have any doubts about you again in the future!!"
I heard Zeng Anmin's words almost convinced.
Ji Hongli's heart gradually calmed down.
He nodded with satisfaction.
"Your Highness, I wonder if you call the official to come today..."
He looked at the "King of the South" in front of him tentatively.
Zeng Anmin heard this and then a sudden look flashed on his face. He was about to speak, but his eyes touched Mr. Xin standing in front of him.
He looked embarrassed.
"It's about the empress..."
There was hesitation in his voice: "Besides, this matter is related to Emperor Jianhong of the Northern Holy Dynasty..."
"Oh?!"
I heard the name of Emperor Jianhong.
Ji Hongli's eyes flashed with an extremely fierce light, and he looked at Zeng Anmin with a burning look:
"Emperor Jianhong, promise to Your Majesty..."
Halfway through.
Ji Hongli's voice also stopped suddenly.
Zeng Anmin nodded to him in a slight way, his eyes were extremely solemn, and he slowly glanced at Mr. Xin.
Ji Hongli's face was hesitant.
He wanted to speak out to Mr. Xin, but after all... this could not be said from his mouth.
"Mr. Xin, I have important matters with Lord Ji, cough."
Zeng Anmin's face flashed with embarrassment: "It's important and it's really not suitable to leak it..."
After hearing Zeng Anmin's words, Ji Hongli breathed a sigh of relief. He pretended to be embarrassed:
"Mr. Xin is his own person, and your highness can let go..."
"If Lord Ji doesn't want to listen, then I don't have anything to say." Zeng Anmin's attitude at this time was extremely "strong."
He stared at Ji Hongli and said, "And it must be guaranteed that you cannot eavesdrop! Otherwise, I would never say it. I must only talk to Lord Ji alone."
As soon as this was said.
A wry smile flashed across Ji Hongli's face: "Forget it, since that's the case, I'm sorry, sir."
Mr. Xin had no expression on his face.
He listened to the two of them from beginning to end.
Naturally, I also know what Ji Hongli is thinking.
"It's okay, it's important, I naturally understand."
When Mr. Xin heard the two of them, he nodded slowly, then flashed and disappeared completely in the house.
...
"Mr. Ji, Mr. Xin just now... probably won't eavesdrop, right?"
A glimmer flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
Ji Hongli also narrowed his eyes. He looked outside the room coldly and said, "Your Highness, wait a moment, I will go and have a look."
"Yeah."
"Squeak~"
The door of the house was opened.
Soon, Ji Hongli came back, and there was a gentleness in his voice:
"Don't worry, your highness, you have gone far."
"Oh~"
Zeng Anmin made a long voice, and he blinked at Ji Hongli in front of him and asked:
"I think Lord Ji must be even better than him if he can subdue such a martial artist!"
Ji Hongli smiled and shook his head and said:
"That's not the case. I'm just a fifth-grade Confucian scholar...uh??"
His eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at his fist that was getting closer and closer to him in shock...
Silently.
The fifth-grade combat power warrior took action without any sound.
With Ji Hongli's body slumped to the ground.
Zeng Anmin's figure fell into blur again.
Not long.
Two identical Ji Hongli appeared in the house.
Just a coma on the ground.
One stood there.
Ji Hongli, who was standing, touched the beard on his chin and coughed lightly:
"I am Ji Hongli... not bad, not bad, very good."
(This chapter ends)