Chapter 134: I'm so envious (Please give me a recommendation vote on Monday!)

Jicheng, the general’s mansion.

Wang Jian captured Jicheng, but did not move into the Prince of Yan's palace. Instead, he occupied the mansion that originally belonged to Yan Yi and made it his office.

Although most of the Yan territory had fallen into the hands of the Qin army, and King Xi of Yan had fled to the bitter cold of Liaodong, the people still needed to be appeased, the fleeing Yan army also needed to be eliminated, and the generals had made great contributions, so they also needed to be commended. So many affairs were almost all on Wang Jian's shoulders.

Swish!
On this day, when everything was in a state of disrepair, Wang Jian was reviewing official documents in the main hall of his mansion.

The ink-soaked brush made a very subtle sound as it slid across the yellowish white paper. As Wang Jian was old and it was winter, the sky was dark. Even in the daytime, the general's mansion was still brightly lit, and some clever people lit the fire dragon buried underground, making the hall, which should have been freezing cold, warm.

Bang!

Suddenly, the half-open door was pushed open, accompanied by a biting cold wind.

Wang Jian, who was already old, could not stand the cold, frowned unhappily, and looked up. What he saw was a figure with hair and beard dyed white by snowflakes, a suit of armor, and an ugly face.

Qin general, Xin Sheng!
Xin Sheng was holding a few official documents in his hand.

"Marshal, here you go."

Facing Wang Jian's slightly displeased gaze, Xin Sheng smiled awkwardly and respectfully handed over the document in his hand.

"Marshal, it's still warm here!" Xin Sheng, who couldn't stand the bitter cold in Yan, rubbed his hands and muttered.

"What's the situation in the army?" Wang Jian dipped his brush in the inkstone and continued to review official documents without raising his head.

Xin Sheng looked grateful, "Marshal, everything is fine in the army. Yesterday, you approved 10,000 kilograms of firewood and 1,000 kilograms of coal. The soldiers gathered in groups of ten to warm themselves by the fire, so they didn't freeze to death or get frostbite." Halfway through his words, Xin Sheng looked bitter again, "Yan is really too cold. Even men like me, the Qin people, who have been trained in Guanzhong, can't stand it."

"I now understand why the people of Yan easily restored Qi after it destroyed Yan nearly a hundred years ago."

"Tell the soldiers that this hard time won't last long." Wang Jian said, "According to the time calculation, the king's messenger will be here soon."

"I hope so!" Xin Sheng responded without comment. Then, his rough and ugly face showed deep envy, "For other brothers, this kind of life is indeed a bit hard. But, for our general, this life is simply a joy!"

"These days, the general has been hanging out with the women of the Yin-Yang family in the library of the palace. Although they are copying books, who knows what they are doing when they are alone?"

By the end of his speech, the envy, jealousy and hatred in Xin Sheng's eyes seemed to be solidifying into reality, and he wished he could take his place.

“Hehe.” Wang Jian couldn’t help but laugh out loud when he heard Xin Sheng’s words with a strong sour taste. He put down the brush in his hand and looked up at Xin Sheng. “Xin Sheng, you think too much, don’t you? Tian Xuanzi is not even twelve years old. Even if he wants to, he is powerless!”

"Who knows?" Xin Sheng said sourly.

Wang Jian shook his head and laughed, "If Tian Xuanzi is so young and still lusting after beauty, then he is not worthy of my attention!"

have to! have to! have to!
As the two Qin generals were joking, there was a burst of rapid horse hoof sounds, which made the two generals change color. When Xin Sheng came in, he did not close the door. The two generals looked outside, and the white sky was still falling with heavy snow. In this kind of weather, if there were no special circumstances, even the disciplined Qin soldiers would never want to leave the military tent.

The sound of horse hooves suddenly rose, heading towards Wang Jian's temporary general's residence. Could it be that something had happened?
………………Yan Prince’s Palace, Library.

"Yang Erlang Yang Jian, who was accepted as a disciple by Yu Ding Zhenren of the Chan Sect, went through untold hardships and finally obtained the magic weapon used by Dayu to control floods - the mountain-splitting axe.

Dayu used two magical weapons to control floods. The first was a pillar for measuring water levels. Because it could be extended or retracted according to Dayu's wishes, it was named the Ruyi Jingu Bang. When Dayu succeeded in controlling floods, he left it in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea to suppress the waves. The second was the axe that could split even the mountains and dams built by Xirang.

Both the Ruyi Jingu Bang and the Mountain-Splitting Axe were baptized by the merits of flood control and transformed into acquired spiritual treasures of merits.

......"

Just as Wang Jian judged, although Tianxuan and the four girls from the Yin-Yang School lived in this dark place, nothing romantic happened.

On the first floor of the library, people from the Yin-Yang School who came with Yan Fei and others were holding bamboo and wooden slips with flashes of inspiration, gold and iron objects covered with red rust, and even antique tortoise shells and armor. They copied the characters on them that were condensed with the traces of time and could only be recognized by the most knowledgeable people in the world today.

On the second floor of the library, Tianxuan and the four girls of Yin Yang Family: Yan Fei, Yue Shen, Da Siming, and Shao Siming, each found a place to sit down.

Tianxuan was extremely bored, so he told the four girls the story of the third volume of Honghuang. Suddenly, the second floor of the library, which was filled with bookshelves and occupied a large area, was somewhat eerie because it had been deserted for many years, and Tianxuan's words of storytelling echoed.

"boom!

Yang Jian, holding the axe, faced the peach-shaped Taoshan Mountain, towering into the sky. His eyes were filled with palpitating hatred. He leaped into the sky. He held the handle of the axe tightly with both hands and chopped Taoshan Mountain with all his strength. This chop condensed Yang Jian's hatred for Haotian God who killed his father, and also contained Yang Jian's longing for his mother for many years!

A loud thunderclap shook the three realms that were clearly separated after the war between the wizards and the liches. Under the perception of countless great masters in the three realms, the huge Peach Mountain was shattered, and Princess Yunhua, who had been suppressed under the Peach Mountain for many years and had never seen the sun, appeared! "

"and many more!"

When Yan Fei heard this, curiosity emerged from the bottom of her heart in her beautiful dark sapphire eyes, and she interrupted Tian Xuan's words that were full of rhythm, as if they could take them to the primitive world.

"My dear husband, if I remember correctly." Yan Fei, who was lying on a recliner, faced Tian Xuan's puzzled gaze and slowly changed her posture on the recliner. "You once said that Taoshan not only condensed the tremendous magic power of Lord Haotian, but also instilled the Heavenly Law. Then, why was it split open by Yang Jian with a mountain-splitting axe?"

"It's very simple! The axe was created by Dayu for his flood control work," Tianxuan was not angry and explained to Yanfei, "As long as it is a mountain, it will be split open by it!"

"Then, where is the Ruyi Jingu Bang?" The Great Sima Ming supported her round and smooth chin with a blood-red jade hand, blinking her beautiful eyes, revealing endless exploration.

"The Ruyi Jingu Bang has the effect of hurting people without being affected by karma!" Tian Xuan explained, "In other words, if you are hit by the Ruyi Jingu Bang, it will be in vain. However, the owner of the Ruyi Jingu Bang has not yet been born, so this treasure, which is called the Dinghai Shenzhen by the East China Sea Dragon Clan, still needs to continue waiting in the East China Sea Dragon Palace!"

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