In the God Refining Pot, Ying Chong held the deed sent in by Zhang Yi for him, and felt a lot of pain. This five-entry mansion was originally the residence he had prepared for himself two months later.

Even if he lost his title, old Anxibo and Ying Shiji didn't dare to drive him out of this Anguo Mansion, but with his arrogance, how could he be willing to live under others? But since he already had the hope of inheriting the title, this mansion was completely unnecessary.

There is also the money he used to bribe several adults in the Ministry of Rites, originally wanted to stop Ying Fei when he inherited An Guogong, but the money was probably spent in vain.

A total of 150,000 taels of silver, if this money can be saved, it will be enough for him to buy fifty sets of fully equipped five-star ink armor to equip his own private army. And now the standard ink armor in the army of the Great Qin Dynasty is only a five-star level.

Sighing with a sigh, Ying Chong picked up another stack of golden tickets. Each denomination is 100 taels, a total of 130 pieces, all of which are bearer gold tickets issued by Xianyang Shengtong Bank. Any holder of these specially made bills can be exchanged for a total of 13,000 taels of gold at the branches of Shengtong Bank.

This is also what Zhang Yi brought for him after he went out today. Some of them came from Zhou Yan and Xue Pinggui, and what Ying Chong paid was only the four sets of 'Serial Knife Boxes' and 'Sleeve Beads' made by himself, and the total cost was only three thousand taels of gold.

The remaining five thousand taels of gold are his gray income this month. There are every month, but this time it is thirty percent more than in previous years, and what Ying Chong needs to do is to ask people to take An Guogong's name card to the government to say hello when some people commit crimes. Or when some people are in trouble, go to be a peacemaker.

Looking at these golden tickets, Ying Chong felt better. The heart is lost, and with the new income, I haven't lost too much. The house can be sold in the future, the house price in Xianyang City has been rising recently, and it will be sold in half a year, maybe it can make a profit, but the money on the side of the Ministry of Rites is spent in vain. Fortunately, he only invested in advance, and he didn't really put in the effort, otherwise he would really have to die of heartache.

Over there, Ying Chong was counting the money, and Yue'er looked at Ying Chong in a daze, and suddenly spoke after a while: "It turns out that Uncle Yi is right, the former father is really like this." ”

Ying Chong didn't care when he heard this, and only asked casually: "Uncle Yi, you are talking about Zhang Yi, what did he say about me." ”

"said that my father used to be a little money fan. ”

The corners of Yue'er's lips curved slightly, as if she was smiling: "You didn't care about a little money at that time." ”

"Zhang Yi, he doesn't know how expensive he is!"

Ying Chong sighed, and then took his attention away from the golden ticket in his hand: "Then I will be arrogant in the future?"

According to the official law of the Great Qin, the Anguo Mansion should support the two towns. The military system has 6,000 divisions in one town, and at least 600 fifth-order ink armor. These private armies were all supplied by the fiefdom of An Guogong.

However, Ying Chong never regarded the parts of this country mansion as his own before. Therefore, in addition to the two towns, there is also a private army of nearly 1,000 people. This is where Ying Chong's hard work has been for several years, among which there are two hundred and thirty fifth-order ink armors alone, and there are even two hundred and fifty fifth-order martial artists. In the Great Qin Army, it is also a first-class elite. In addition, in Xianyang City, dozens of martial arts powerhouses were also raised as subordinates.

Others only regard him as a nonsense, useless prodigal. But in fact, in secret, he has always been a strong soldier, and it took several years to run a small force.

After losing his title, Ying Chong can still enjoy wealth and wealth. But he was unwilling, unwilling to let his father be killed in vain, unwilling to be a rich idler for a lifetime, unwilling to see the stepfather and son steal the Duke of Anguo from now on.

So in the past four years, even if he has been making money every day, he still feels very poor. If you make a set of 'chain knife cases' and 'sleeve beads' with 8,000 taels of silver, you will feel a pain in your flesh.

Yue'er pondered for a moment, and then shook her head: "No, even if my father owns the entire Western Qin and steals a country, he is still very poor." Every time, I say that even the pants are about to be gone-"

Ying Chong heard this, but his heart was slightly sudden. According to the Western Qin, stealing a country? That is, in the future, he will stand on behalf of Qin?

That's right, the emperor with the name of Yuanyou in that year raided his own house and exterminated his clan, how could he sit back and wait for death? He was a strong man on the emperor's throne at that time, and he had the Shenyuan-level ink armor in his hand, and since he was named King An, his power in the army must be not trivial. It is not surprising that he can have the power to overthrow Great Qin.

It's just that when he thinks that when he is the Holy Emperor today, he can be said to love him very much, but Ying Chong feels depressed and uncomfortable. In the future, did he really steal the Heavenly Saint Emperor's country?

And then there is the words of 'King An' that day - although he is in the Western Qin, he is already alone. There were also foreign tribes to cause trouble, the national strength was weakened, and the army turned to war for ten years, and he was exhausted. The loyal ministers and famous generals under his command are all withering one after another because of their own low morale.

I think that even if I succeed in stealing the country in the future, my life will not be easy. Let the future self give birth to the idea of starting over.

Shaking his head, Ying Chong eliminated all distractions. This is all something that has not happened in the future, what do you want to do so much? Since you have already known in advance, can you still reverse your fate in the future?

Thinking like this, Ying Chong calmed down again, put those golden tickets aside, and turned his whole body to make the 'green butterfly'.

He has made more than 300 parts of the green butterfly, which is enough to combine more than a dozen 'green butterflies'. But Ying Chong still hasn't been able to put together a set of components that can really make the 'green butterfly' move.

But today may have been a matter of luck, when Ying Chong spent an afternoon making two butterfly wings and a shell, and was almost about to give up, a green-bearded butterfly he pieced together suddenly flashed with inspiration. The rune array burned inside also suddenly began to operate, absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Spirit little by little.

"It's finished?"

Ying Chong was a little incredulous, and half-convinced, he put his two fingers on his chest, and after reciting a spell, he said the word 'Qi' again

The 'Green Butterfly' has a set of special envoys, and at this time, with the word 'Qi' from Ying Chong, the cyan jade butterfly immediately fluttered its wings with the sound. Following the guidance of Ying Chong's thoughts, within the ten-zhang void in the God Refining Pot, it was flying and dancing.

Ying Chong was overjoyed, silently sensing the changes in the green butterfly with his mind. After nearly a month, this trap butterfly was finally completed in his hands, which gave Ying Chong an extraordinary sense of satisfaction and achievement.

It wasn't until a long time later that he remembered the reward for seeing the true inheritance of the Evil Emperor.

The last time he completed the fifth task of the master's sect, the trapping immortal ring appeared directly in front of him. However, this time, he didn't see the rewarded peacock Ling.

However, when Ying Chong opened the silver mirror of the change of the evil cherry spear, he realized that this time he did not give it directly, but he needed to go somewhere to get it himself.

-- After holding a peacock feather to destroy the Western evil Buddha and 'destroying the heavens', he hid the remains of this thing at the foot of Funiu Mountain, 1,423 miles away.

"Under the Barberry Mountain?"

Ying Chong couldn't help but be stunned for a while, thinking that this was a coincidence. Three of the estates his mother's marrying were at the foot of Funiu Mountain, where he hid and supported his private soldiers.

Even if he didn't have this peacock feather, he was going to go to the next trip of Funiu Mountain today. One came to see the harvest of his own estates, the second was to comfort and visit his private army subordinates, and the third was to go to his family's Tiger Fort and meet someone.

Now it's just right, after recuperating from his injuries this time, he just happened to go over there.

After all, a few months later, he will not only inherit the Duke of An Guo, but also have a marriage with the Wuwei County Palace, and he may not be able to spare time to take a look in the past half a year.

And then Ying Chong's gaze swept to the stone tablet - November 13, the twenty-seventh year of the Heavenly Sage, and occasionally saw an assassination of a court official.

It is now less than twenty days until this time. He only knew the time, but he didn't know where it happened or under what circumstances. Was it on the way to Funiu Mountain, or on the way back?

Ying Chong's eyes flickered, and then he calmed down again. He is not the kind of person who prides himself on being high, and he also knows how rare the opportunity to sell the favor of the great sect of Yongzhou in the current dynasty is. But even so, he didn't intend to ask for it deliberately.

I am fortunate to have it, I lost my life, and I will not let go of the opportunity to meet him, but if I can't meet it, Ying Chong will not feel sorry. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net