Zhang Zizhou and Luo Luyuan couldn't figure it out in their hearts, these other princes are about to lose their power, this martial king is good, and the decentralization is too thorough, right?

Mo Xiang was sweet in her heart, thinking that Chen Yi trusted her so much, obviously regarded her as the mistress of the palace, and thought that Chen Yi would grow up quickly, and then give Chen Yi a few fat dolls.

What the three of them thought in their hearts, Chen Yi didn't know, and he didn't have time to care.

He was lying in bed thinking more about how to go to Jiangzhou to complete the task.

Seriously, although he came from rebirth, he was still a little afraid when he thought of going to see Yin Wenjiao.

Just kidding, no matter how emotionless she is, it is also the woman who gave birth to Chen Yi from her belly in this life, which is equivalent to giving Chen Yi a second life.

There is also the blood letter, as well as what Li Er said in his mouth, Chen Guangrui, the governor of Jiangzhou, is diligent in government and loves the people, overhauls water conservancy, and has a very good official reputation.

This paradoxical thing definitely hides a big secret inside.

When he thought that he was going to open this secret, Chen Yi tossed and turned and couldn't sleep......

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning, when the rooster crowed, that Chen Yi fell asleep, and had a dream that he killed Yin Wenjiao with his own hands, and woke up with a pale face in fright.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to get up......"

Mo Xiang's voice sounded outside the room, Chen Yi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, hurriedly jumped off the bed, and washed it in a hurry.

During breakfast, Chen Yi was holding the porridge bowl alone, feeling tasteless, and Mo Xiang beside him was nervous, not knowing what happened to His Royal Highness.

Just as he was worried, Chen Yi suddenly asked, "Mo Xiang, what should I do if I obviously reject something and don't want to do it, and I have to do it?"

"Xiang'er doesn't know what His Highness said, but for someone like Xiang'er, he definitely wouldn't think like this!" Mo Xiang replied.

Chen Yi was a little surprised, paused and asked, "Why?"

"Xiang'er's first thought is to live, nothing compares to living!" Mo Xiang replied faintly.

Chen Yi exhaled deeply, this ink fragrance was an orphan during the war, and was later sold to the palace, in that environment, the only thought in his mind must be to live, and he didn't dare to think about other things.

But what about him now?

Although he was named the Martial King, what is the difference between the situation and the original Mo Xiang?

The two major forces of the Immortal Buddha want to find him, so isn't it full of dangers?

Xitian is good to say, after finding himself, the most he will send to become a monk and learn Buddhism, it is difficult to say on the side of Heaven, but he will definitely use all means to force out the so-called mysterious task.

Mystery mission?

Chen Yi wanted to scold directly, wasn't it just a westward journey to learn from the scriptures?

Like any major task, it is also related to the safety of the Three Realms?

What about fart?

But what he couldn't understand was that this matter shouldn't be discussed by the two major forces of the Immortals and Buddhas?

How did it become that Heavenly Court didn't know now, and Xitian tried his best to hide it?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out!

If you can't figure it out, just do it!

"Xiang'er, how did you place the hundred Xuanjia guards sent by the Qin Palace?" Chen Yi's eyes showed determination.

Mo Xiang hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty has assigned five hundred golden feather guards to His Royal Highness as guards, and the one hundred Xuanjia guards will be idle, and Xiang'er will arrange for them to patrol the mansion in shifts!"

"Go and pick fifty people for the king, and let them wait in front of the palace!"

Mo Xiang hesitated, but didn't dare to ask more, Fu Yili hurriedly went down to make arrangements.

Chen Yi hurriedly drank the rice porridge, looked in front of the mansion with clairvoyance, and found that the people had been assembled, and then walked out.

The armor is shiny and full of deterrence!

But Chen Yi felt that this was not suitable, this time he was not going to Jiangzhou to fight, so it was a bit too ostentatious.

"Who is the team leader?" asked Chen Yi.

"Back to Your Highness, the last general centurion cold war!"

One of the Xuanjia guards in the queue took a step forward and bowed slightly.

"This king needs to keep a low profile when he goes out this time, so reduce the number of personnel to twenty and replace all the armor!" Chen Yi ordered.

Cold War clenched his fists and replied: "No!"

"The first team and the second team will change their clothes, and the rest of the people will return to the house to participate in the patrol mission and carry it out!"

"No!"

Chen Yi looked at the Xuanjiawei in front of him, and suddenly sighed in his heart, it is not the elite of the elite of the Tang army, and this morale and execution are not convincing.

Not much!

The Xuanjia guards, who had changed their costumes, reassembled in front of the house.

"Your Highness, the last general has chosen a horse for His Highness!"

Chen Yi nodded with satisfaction, turned over and rode along Suzaku Street towards the outside of the city.

It's just that when he left Chang'an City, Chen Yi pulled the war horse that sat down, and he remembered that when he first came to Chang'an, he was stopped by a ten-master named Dachuan.

"What about you ten?"

Chen Yi asked at the city gate guards.

"If you go back to your lordship, the ten-master will have breakfast!" The guard didn't recognize Chen Yi, but he saw that the group was very angry, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and hurriedly replied truthfully.

Breakfast?

What a fucking little day!

"Go and call your ten captains, and say that this king has recruited him and let him become the guard of the Martial Palace!"

This king?

Warrior King?

Who can become the guard of the city gate, which one is not a pair of discerning eyes that have been trained, and suddenly knew who the big man in front of him was, and hurriedly ran towards the city to find their ten captains.

In front of Lao Yang's steamed bun shop, Da Chuan was eating steamed buns with taste, and suddenly heard someone calling him.

Hurriedly got up to find the direction of the sound, and suddenly saw a little brother under his command panting and running over.

"Grandma, a bear, are you in a hurry, is someone making trouble or someone attacking the city?" Okawa muttered as he ate a bun in his mouth.

The little brother hurriedly gasped and said, "His Royal Highness the Martial King...... His Royal Highness King Wu is waiting for you at the city gate...... Recruit you to ......"

Bang!

The little brother suddenly felt that there was an extra bun in front of him, and his own ten-master disappeared in front of him.

"Before I could finish it, you ran away......"

Can Okawa not run?

Since the day Chen Yi entered Chang'an, he has been thinking about his grandfather every day, waiting for him to soar.

But waiting left and right just didn't believe it, and couldn't find a reason to go to the Qin Palace's mansion to find Chen Yi, just when the hope was about to be dashed, good news finally came.

"The last general...... See ...... See Your Highness!"

Chen Yi smiled, although the twenty-year-old Dachuan in front of him looked different from his friend in his previous life, his personality seemed to be not much different.

"Okay, stand up quickly, don't do it here in the future, follow this king!"

Dachuan was happy in his heart, and it was called a happy one: "The last general will be loyal, His Royal Highness said to beat dogs, the last general will never kill chickens, His Royal Highness said to face east, and the last general will never face west......"