Volume 1, Chapter 46: Breeding Military Horses

"Of course, this official has long since received orders from the Prefectural Yamen."

Having said this, the county magistrate suddenly understood.

"This official understands now."

"Is Liu Feng, a villager of Siwa Village, present?"

"My lord, this humble servant is here."

Liu Feng breathed a long sigh of relief; his ordeal could be considered over. He hurriedly responded.

"After careful consideration by this official, this case has nothing to do with you."

"Considering your exceptional horse-breeding skills, and in accordance with the orders of the Prefectural Yamen, I command you to build a horse ranch in Siwa Village to raise warhorses for the imperial court. There must be no mistake."

"There are currently over three hundred fine horses in the county yamen's ranch, and they shall all be handed over to you. As per the prefectural orders, you will be provided with thirty taels of silver each month for forage."

"Furthermore..."

Lingxi paid her respects to Prince Rui, inwardly wondering what on earth he had said to Empress Dowager Cui today to make her fly into such a rage.

Princess Anmin opened her eyes with difficulty, finding herself lying in an unfamiliar room. Fortunately, before she could fully react, she heard her husband's voice, which spared her from panic.

"Mother Xiang—" Too lazy to waste any more words with him, Jun Li raised her voice and called out directly. Sure enough, she saw Rong Zhan's entire body stiffen, after which he flicked his sleeves and fled as if running for his life.

Lingxi never referred to herself as "this palace" when speaking to her personal attendants; if she used that term, it meant she was furious to the extreme.

More importantly, Zhou Xuanqi himself understood that if he were to make any move, his target would be simply too large.

Lady Li the Elder wept while holding Master Li the Elder's memorial tablet, a scene that was far from uncommon in past years. In previous years, the two brothers would have long since grown impatient and left. Upon returning this time, however, it seemed they had been tempered by hardship, grown a year older, and truly matured, as they obediently knelt alongside Lady Li the Elder.

Because of this, he coveted Qiao's ancestral property and the position of future head of the family much more ardently than the other concubine-born younger brothers.

Finally, after a slight rustling sound within the room, the door was pushed open with a faint creak, and Lin Yuan'e appeared before Chen Wanzhi with a terribly unsightly expression.

She clearly remembered that both her father and mother had been overjoyed for Song Jie, considerately stuffing a thick red envelope into Anmin's hands... On that day, Song Jie's smile had been so content... Lin Yijia felt a touch of sentimentality.

Watching Elder Peng enter the battlefield, he looked down condescendingly, taking in Penglai and casting a casual glance at the Twelve Lords beside them.

Had Li Hongji truly rebelled? The Emperor had summoned him for so long, yet there was no trace of him? No one knew where he had gone? Furthermore, the fake Yuan Chonghuan intercepted by the Jinyiwei meant the real Yuan Chonghuan's whereabouts were unknown.

Huang Youcai and Du Cong were dumbfounded. Even when the two of them had acted against their consciences and thrown caution to the wind, they had never imagined it would end like this. Though scolded by Principal Wen, they dared not, and had no reason to talk back.

"You must know about the legendary Divine Realm cultivators, right? But the Divine Realm spoken of by the world is not the peak of martial arts. Above the Divine Realm is the Master Realm, above the Master Realm is the Emperor Realm, and what lies beyond that, I have never heard of. This was merely recorded in my family's ancient texts," the middle-aged man explained.

When Zhang Lan's computer finished loading the web address and began playing the video, Kong He's eyes remained glued to the LCD screen without the slightest movement.

Lingxuzi gazed quietly at Li Hong. Everyone else did the same. They discovered that Li Hong, who had caused such a massive commotion, had not changed much at all.

Following Sun Zemin's words, Jiang Qicai's mind involuntarily flashed back to the previous encounters when Sun Zemin had run into Jiba or Wei Kejia. Indeed, an ordinary police officer, no matter how godlike his marksmanship or how accurate his aim, could never be a match for an esper. The pain in Sun Zemin's eyes was definitely not feigned.

"Alienation?" Sun Zemin had no idea what kind of form he could transform into with his meager spiritual power. Even if he could, he did not want to mutate into a beast's body or limbs like Wei Kejia, because that looked... truly unbefitting his personality.

Pincer-attacked from both sides, Qianmian could no longer retreat, so she had no choice but to throw her own right punch, fiercely colliding with Jiang Qicai's left punch mid-air! With a loud bang, Qianmian's body was involuntarily forced back a short distance in the water, a look of pain appearing on her face.

With every blow, blood splashed forth. At this moment, he was no longer the kindly smiling uncle, but a malevolent ghost eager to devour people.

"Qingqing." Murong Li abandoned Linghu Mo, walked up to Gu Nianqing, bent down, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Alright, calm down for a bit." The Empress Dowager put down her Buddhist prayer beads and frowned impatiently.

During the single epoch of his seclusion, he had thoroughly studied the forging techniques and inscription patterns of the Hand of the Heavens, the Emperor-Honoring Tripod, and over a hundred ordinary eternal weapons, elevating his forging skills to an immeasurable level, which enabled him to craft them.

A moment later, a hundred white carrier pigeons screamed, beating their pure white wings as they eagerly burst forth from their cage. In an instant, the entire sky above the imperial archery range became a world of white pigeons.

The icy water submerged her nose; fear and suffocation swept over her frantically. Xixi's face turned pale ashen, the light in her eyes gradually fading. Accompanied by boundless cold, she slowly sank into the water.

He tried his best to keep his expression natural, but the deep paternal love in the depths of his eyes could not be concealed no matter what, revealing itself quite naturally.

The car window rolled halfway down, revealing the butler's figure alongside a panicked old man whose white hair looked like tangled weeds, complete with a twig stuck in it.

"Senior my ass! That shameless old man died long ago; this mountain is his grave." Jifang was terrible at bluffing.

The subordinate changing his bandages paid no attention to his movement, abruptly ripping away the gauze that was being peeled off bit by bit.

Hearing this, Xu Lijiao felt a surge of joy. If Hu Qingmo had agreed immediately, he might have suspected a trap, as he wasn't entirely brainless—what if Hu Qingmo had a few formidable students in his class?

In this bitter winter, inside a tent without even a brazier to start a fire, cold sweat poured down Li Yun's forehead, rolling onto the felt-covered ground before him, drop by drop.

At this moment, a gentle breeze swept past, yet that slender and thin figure appeared somewhat striking against the breeze.

That file indicated that the people who attacked the special training team last night were a gang of Japanese, led by someone named Funakoshi Shigeru, who had entered the country this time in the capacity of chairman of the Sanling branch company.

This improvement was terrifyingly huge, which was why he had been able to perform so well in the previous two matches.

Secondly, Brother Ye spoke of a matter of such vital importance to Qingzhong to a complete stranger, and even invited him to go to Qingzhong together.

Previously, when his cultivation was low, he could bully him however he pleased; now that his cultivation had increased, he could bully him just as easily.

Because he was renowned for being skilled at all sorts of assassin-type heroes, he almost never missed whenever he executed a combo to burst down the enemy with lethal damage.

"Blood Spider" was at a disadvantage once again. She was originally not in the same league as "Ghost," and now he had figured out a way to counter her weapon. "Blood Spider" was already in grave danger; her dagger had been entangled by "Ghost's" clothing, while the long saber in "Ghost's" hand was already right before her eyes.