Chapter 215: Chapter 216 Consort Ji Waiting to Play the Monkey_1
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Great Qian Imperial City.
The robust demon horse slowed its pace, and more than ten armored soldiers recognized it as Qingzhou General’s carriage and neatly saluted.
Jiang Yuanhua stepped out of the carriage and handed over the docunt.
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The soldiers watched the floating docunt approach and hurriedly bent down to receive it with both hands.
It seed there was another problem in Qingzhou—the General had not brought any attendants, nor did he wish to show his face, instead directly invoking the Yin God.
Looking at the hanging curtain, the soldiers had no intention of inspecting further.
The Yin God proved the person’s identity more convincingly than any face could.
They quickly flipped through the booklet and then returned it with both hands, their voices booming, “Please, General, enter the city.”
The four demon horses resud their steps forward.
Jiang Yuanhua also returned inside the carriage.
In principle, Qingzhou’s carriage should not concern most people within the Imperial City.
No matter what happened in Jiuzhou, this towering Imperial City would stand firm.
However, as the carriage entered the city, a young servant in blue abruptly stopped on the street corner; after confirming he was not mistaken, he quickly turned and ran towards the west of the city.
Panting heavily, he finally ran into a luxurious mansion.
He patted his clothing and adjusted his breathing.
The rules of Ji Mansion were strict, and even a servant could not lose the respectful deanor of the mansion. If soone saw and made a joke out of it, he could be put to death.
Today was his lucky day; a reward of silver was inevitable.
The lad in blue respectfully asked to see two maids, bowing his head low, “Sisters, I went to South City today and saw sothing; I wish to report it to Consort Ji.”
“Speak,” one maid glanced casually at him, not taking it too seriously.
“The lad saw… the Qingzhou General has co to Capital City,” the blue-clad servant said and then closed his mouth, as this news, although ant to please Consort Ji, also hinted at prying into the master’s intentions.
Hearing this, both maids’ expressions changed slightly; they exchanged glances, and then one quickly walked away.
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Inside the courtyard.
Consort Ji listened quietly as the maid finished speaking, then gently put down the teacup in her hand.
After a long silence, the corners of her lips slightly curled up; pretending to be indifferent, she said faintly, “Having seen that young girl last ti, I thought Qingzhou was quite resilient; I admired them in my heart. I had no idea they were so lacking after all.”
The maid stood by cautiously.
Consort Ji always maintained her status and never let her emotions show, but after that last incident, even the servants could see she was truly angry for many days.
She asked softly, “If the Qingzhou General cos to visit, will Consort Ji see him?”
“See him, why not,” Consort Ji’s eyes flickered with mockery, she spoke nonchalantly, “It’s just that I am indisposed, and Prince Ji is not in the mansion. If General Jiang wishes, he may wait outside for ten days or half a month. If he does not wish to wait, then he can go back to Qingzhou.”
The disciple showed such arrogance before; surely, it was the master who taught him well.
Now in dire need, he cos seeking help urgently.
Qingzhou might be urgent, but she was not.
Just wait obediently, until the anger in her heart subsided, then we shall see.
As for lending a hand…
Huh, Consort Ji rembered the reluctance when she sent her son to Mysterious Light Cave; not everything in this world has a second chance.
“This servant understands.”
The maid nodded, respectfully curtsied, and then left the courtyard.
She then called several guards and relayed Consort Ji’s instructions, “Oh, and when the ti cos to et, do not be too courteous; maintain a colder deanor.”
Those crude martial n from the Demon-suppression Bureau have grown accustod to living in Jiuzhou and seem to have forgotten the respect due to the Wang Mansion. Consort Ji intended to teach them a lesson this ti, to learn what the rules of the Imperial City are.
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Martial Temple.
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The carriage slowly stopped in front of the towering great hall.
To the left and right, both sides of the entrances of the Demon Hunters’ Headquarters and the Demon-suppression Bureau sward with powerful beings from the various provinces who had co to undergo refinent at the Imperial Court.
Last ti, who knows what kind of bad luck struck!
The order that had been carefully arranged ended up being halted by the Martial Temple, which stopped the refinent of Jiuzhou, and it’s taken such a long ti for it to finally reopen.
One of the demon hunters finally got to the front of the line.
Just as he was about to step inside, his eyelids twitched twice, and he subconsciously looked behind him. After noticing the patterns on the carriage, he breathed a sigh of relief to himself.
Alright, it’s a General.
Although the other party had a high status, there was no need for refinent; he must have had other business.
The demon hunter was about to turn around when he saw a tall figure step out of the carriage.
A look of confusion erged in his eyes, and the more he watched, the more familiar the figure seed: “…”
Although the stern profound armor had been changed, the young face remained as calm as ever.
Dammit! You’re coming at just the right ti, aren’t you?!
The demon hunter’s palms began to tremble, as the last ti this youth had entered, the Martial Temple closed its doors, and the word “ten tis” still echoed in his ears to this mont.
“Let in! I was here first!”
He burst into the Demon Hunters’ Headquarters.
The rest turned their heads, surprised by his sudden reaction, and then looked towards the carriage as well.
Following that, astonishnt also surged in their eyes.
The Demon-suppression Bureau’s carriage, yet dressed in black… is this a General?
“So young?”
“It’s probably just the Illusory Form Technique, an old guy trying to look young.”
A few people whispered among themselves, but on the surface, they still greeted him with respectful bows.
Shen Yi nodded slightly and then looked over to the Martial Temple.
“I’m going to submit my report; wait here for a mont. Since you are unfamiliar with this place, don’t wander off,” Jiang Yuanhua greeted him, taking the prepared report and drifting towards the right.
This ti they were here for business with the Martial Temple, and even a General had to follow proper procedures.
“Okay.”
Shen Yi quietly stood in place.
A mont later, a figure in green robes strode out from the great hall, an old man with drooping eyelids glanced at the youth: “You’re back and yet you don’t co inside, what are you doing standing out here?”
He motioned with his hand: “Co with .”
“Shen Yi pays his respects to Director Wu.”
Shen Yi bowed slightly and glanced at the Demon Suppressing Division Headquarters.
For those who took the initiative to offer treasures, he was always quite respectful.
“No need to worry, I will send soone to call him over later,” said Director Wu, shaking his head, seemingly unconcerned about a Yin God on the verge of extinction. He led the youth towards the spacious courtyard behind the Martial Temple.
Watching the two leave,
the rest were left with astonished expressions on their faces. The temple administrator just left like that? What about the refining…?
What exactly is so important in Qingzhou that would make the temple administrator casually disregard the rest of them?
It can’t be that they’re about to be invaded by demons, can it?
And even if they were being invaded by demons, given the character of the people at the Martial Temple, they probably wouldn’t care much.
After a while, Jiang Yuanhua finally drifted out from the General Office.
He noticed the group all neatly looking in the sa direction.
What’s there to look at?
Jiang Yuanhua, out of habit, followed their gaze, and after a mont, he suddenly realized: “Where is he?”
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