Chapter 13: The Draft
"Huh, in the final analysis, the level of the Luding Ji world is too low."
"Mr. Duo, where are you going?" Shaking his head, putting these worries out of his mind for the time being, Yun Shibao looked at Duolong who was about to take advantage of the chaos not far away.
Hearing Yun Shibao's words, Duolong was like being struck by lightning, and his body stiffened.
Turning around, after seeing Yun Shibao with murderous eyes, he knelt down with a puff and kowtowed like pounding garlic.
"Little grandfather, the slave has no eyes, and the lard is blindfolded, so he collided with the little grandfather..."
At the same time, Duolong's heart almost bloomed, knowing that every part of this powerful crossbow that could be carried with him needed to be carefully carved by skilled craftsmen.
The cost of a strong crossbow is a hundred taels of silver, and this dog's Yun Shibao actually gave everyone in the Black Hawks team a handful, which directly made Hai Dafu, who Duolong thought his hole card, directly became a hedgehog as soon as he appeared.
"Doron, my old man has a friendship with your father, so I have always had a affection for you."
"Even if you are blind and stand on Kangxi's side, I am just going to remove you from the position of the head of the guard..."
"But you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you should have the audacity to move my people."
"Iron Tiger, send the chief manager on the road..."
"Also, let's get rid of all the guards who participated in the operation yesterday." With his head resting on Shuang'er's thighs, Yun Shibao clasped the dirt that did not exist in his nails, and said lightly.
"Arrogance +10"
"Arrogance +15"
"Arrogance +30"
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With Yun Shibao's order, a group of Black Hawks unsheathed their swords and killed the guards.
"Little grandfather spares his life..."
"Spare your life, this is Kangxi's order, and it has nothing to do with us..."
"Ao Shibao, you can't die well."
"Lao Tzu fought with you."
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As if he hadn't heard the wails of these people before they died, Yun Shibao motioned for the maid to get up the sedan chair, leaving only a distant back for everyone.
He is not a virgin, nor is he a butcher who treats human life like a mustard, but he will never be kind to his enemies.
What's more, these imperial guards are all descendants of Kangxi, and in order to save money to fight against Aobai for so many years, the blood on the hands of these imperial guards is only a lot more than that of the Black Hawks.
Most of the butcher knives of the Black Eagles are corrupt officials in the court, but these imperial guards, they pick the rich businessmen among the people, kill people and seize money, and the methods are so cruel that even the Black Eagles are ashamed of themselves.
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Time flies like a white horse, half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and in the Duke's Palace, Yun Shibao is blindfolded, playing with a group of young and beautiful maids in the back garden.
Not far behind him, Shuang'er was dressed in white, his eyes were smiling, and when he occasionally looked at Yun Shibao, his eyes were full of tenderness.
"Shuang'er, I caught you again, hehe, tonight, you will be the one to sleep." Suddenly, the figure of Yun Shibao, who was about to grab a green-clothed maid, suddenly flashed, hugged Shuang'er's thin waist from behind, and said with a smile.
"Childe, don't make trouble, the show girls will be here in a while." Shuang'er struggled for a while, and after finding that she couldn't break free of her strong arms, she couldn't help blushing slightly and lowered her head shyly.
"Even if I search all the beauties in the world, in my eyes, I don't have the slightest bit of it." Yun Shibao turned around, sat back in his chair, and hugged the delicate pair into his arms.
"Childe is talking nonsense again, how can Shuang'er compare to those girls who have been selected by thousands of drafts!" Shuang'er's head was buried deep in Yun Shibao's arms, and the little bird said timidly.
"Little Grandpa, all the 10,000 show girls selected from all over the country have come to Beijing, and the first batch of 300 are already waiting in the front yard, the old man asked you to go over and pick the rest first, and when you pick the rest, they will be sent to the palace!" When Yun Shibao was teasing Shuang'er, Tiehu came to the backyard and said respectfully.
"No, no, let the old man send them away." Yun Shibao said with a bored face.
After a bloody massacre by the Black Eagles, the court has been much quieter in the past six months, no one dares to go against Aobai, and the little emperor is honestly staying in the palace as a mascot.
In terms of cultivation, after eating up the medicinal materials brought out of the palace treasure house, Yun Shibao's cultivation has finally reached a super-first-class level, and I am afraid that there are only a few grandmaster-level figures above him in the world, such as the Divine Dragon Sect Leader Hong Antong and the one-armed Shenni.
Of course, not everything is smooth sailing, after brushing all the dignitaries and nobles in the capital, the growth rate of arrogance has slowed down significantly, and in addition to the consumption of compatible with other internal skills, it took half a year to save 50,000 arrogant values.
The upgrade experience of the Yi Jin Jing is stuck at 999/1000 and does not move anything, according to the explanation of the self-service reincarnation machine, only by integrating more advanced exercises can the Yi Jin Jing be upgraded.
Well, that's the legendary... Bottleneck?
And the old man doesn't know what kind of wind he is smoking, he seems to have a strong obsession with holding his grandson, and he refuses to back down no matter how Yun Shibao opposes him in the draft.
"The old man said that if the little grandfather doesn't go, he will resign from his official position, put down his military power, and go back to his hometown to guard the ancestral grave." Tie Hu's face was expressionless, but it was difficult to hide a smile in his voice.
", give up military power, doesn't he have any popularity in his heart?" Hearing this, Yun Shibao subconsciously burst into a foul language.
The father and son have been rampant in the capital for so many years, and they have made countless enemies, once Ao Bai puts down the military power in his hands, not to mention that he is now a super-first-class master, even if he is a strong grandmaster, those enemies can tear their father and son to pieces.
Yun Shibao never thought that in order to force himself to comply, the old man even came up with the scoundrel move of "ending up together", which was simply shameless.
"Childe, after all, it's the old man's heart, you better take a look!" Shuang'er covered her small mouth and forced a smile to say.
"Hmph, you dead girl, if you find a few wicked women to come back, see if they don't abuse you to death." Yun Shibao said angrily.
"Shuang'er is born as a child's person, and death is a child's ghost, no matter what kind of master mother he meets, as long as the young master likes it, Shuang'er will accept his fate." Shuang'er said with a serious face.
"Alright, alright, my poor little child, go, follow me to the draft..."Yun Shibao hugged Shuang'er over and rubbed her hair fiercely.
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"Baby son, there are a total of 10,000 show girls, each of them is one in a million beauties, come three hundred today, you don't have to do anything this month, just choose a daughter-in-law for me honestly." In the front yard, Ao Bai was full of spring and faced Yun Shibaodao.
That look is even happier than choosing a concubine by yourself.
"Old man, can you not choose?" Yun Shibao said pitifully with a bitter face.
"No, the old man won't go to court during this time, so I will accompany you to choose a wife at home." Aobai's face sank, and he sat on the main seat of the hall with a golden sword.
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"Let me choose, but I have to choose a different way?" Yun Shibao's eyes rolled, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.
Since the draft is inevitable, he can only find a way to change from passive to active and turn bad things into good things.