Chapter 392 The Seventh Prince Steals Merits, Shen Qing Opens a Mansion

The golden satin shone like flowing water in the sunlight.

After Shen Qing received the imperial edict, his eyes quickly scanned the flowing handwriting, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but become more solemn.

He closed the imperial edict and turned his eyes to He Yong who was waiting aside.

The palm-printed eunuch has a tall and straight figure, and his whole body is full of energy and blood. You can feel the hot breath on his body as soon as you get closer.

He is obviously a master of martial arts, and his cultivation level is not low.

If you hadn't seen the "handful of lotus" official uniform he was wearing, you wouldn't have seen that he was an emasculated person at all.

Shen Qing gathered her thoughts and stepped forward and said sincerely: "Eunuch He, it's really hard for you to trouble yourself to come and announce the decree in person."

He Yong returned the gift with a warm smile on his face and said: "You are so polite, Mr. Shen. It is an honor for me to serve a pillar of our country like you."

Just as He Yong was about to turn around and leave, Shen Qing seemed to have thought of something.

He quickly stepped forward, quickly took out an exquisite jade bottle from his sleeve, pulled He Yong and said, "Eunuch He, this is the old shendan given to me by the Li family. A small gift cannot be considered respectful."

After saying that, he stuffed the jade bottle into He Yong's arms.

Among the elixirs obtained from Xue Zhao before, there are a few old ginseng elixirs that can be taken out at this time and used as favors.

He Yong wanted to push it off several times, but found that no matter what he did, he couldn't push it away, so he had to give up immediately.

He looked down and saw that the jade bottle was completely transparent, with complicated cloud patterns carved on it, which was a bit extraordinary.

He Yong gently pushed the stopper of the jade bottle without leaving any trace, revealing a gap. Suddenly, a faint medicinal fragrance filled the air instantly, refreshing people's spirits.

He realized that this was an excellent medicine.

Shen Qing smiled and said: "It is said that the old ginseng pill has the effect of strengthening the body and nourishing the body and the soul. You work hard for state affairs on weekdays, and your body will inevitably suffer some wear and tear. This pill may be able to help you."

With his keen sense, he noticed that He Yong in front of him was in the late stage of Yuxu Realm, and he was only one step away from entering the Yuanshen Realm.

Therefore, the old shendan he sent must be delivered to his heart.

Sure enough, a hint of surprise flashed in He Yong's eyes, and he quickly corked the elixir bottle, and the smile on his face became even wider.

"Master Shen is so polite. How dare I accept such a precious thing?"

Although he said this, He Yong's actions did not seem to return it at all. He obviously knew the value of this old ginseng pill.

"Eunuch He, please don't refuse. We both serve His Majesty and we should take care of each other. Furthermore, if you don't accept it, it will appear that I am a petty person." Shen Qing laughed, with a bit of ease and ease. .

He Yong heard the words and stopped being polite. He carefully put the jade bottle into his arms and said with a smile: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey my orders. If Mr. Shen needs it in the future, just ask, and He will definitely help."

"Speaking of which, I really have something to ask Eunuch He for help."

He Yong was slightly stunned, obviously he didn't expect Shen Qing to be so unambiguous. He asked: "Oh? I wonder what Lord Shen wants from this old slave?"

Shen Qing stepped forward and lowered his voice and asked, "I would like to ask why your Majesty suddenly granted me the title of Marquis at this time. Is there any reason behind it?"

He had already found out long ago that Ji Zikong felt that the rebels suffered very little losses during this Jingre Rebellion meeting, which meant that his own side was defeated. Even if he had enough "evil energy merits", he was unwilling to honor his merits as a marquis.

Not to mention, they secretly made him a tester of the royal arsenal, which to a certain extent was tantamount to giving up on him.

It's obviously strange to have a sudden "change of heart" now.

He Yong said in a sharp voice: "Actually, it's nothing. Didn't Lord Shen attend Princess Yuzhen's chrysanthemum appreciation party yesterday?"

"You mean...it's because of Princess Yuzhen?"

He Yong, the palm eunuch, nodded and said: "Your Majesty has already learned a thing or two about your cultivation from Princess Yuzhen. With the cultivation of Marquis Shen, if you don't make him a marquis, it would seem that your Majesty is too knowledgeable. People don’t understand. You know, our Majesty is one of the few wise kings in ancient times. How can you let someone like you, Lord Marquis, compromise his talents? This is just to fulfill the promise of the Jingluan Council."

"That's it!" Shen Qing said in a low voice as if he was suddenly stunned.

In fact, he didn't think so.

Ji Zikong has extremely high cultivation level. If he were to sit in that position, those who follow me would prosper and those who go against me would perish.

What I say is right and wrong.

Ji Zikong didn't care much about him at the beginning. How could he change his decision just to accommodate other people's impressions?

This was contrary to the various descriptions of Ji Zikong he had heard from people recently.

Unless there are more important favorable factors that make him change his mind.

Either the position of this marquis is extremely risky, or there is something in him that the emperor is interested in, and wants to win over and appease him, and seize it later.

Either way, it's not a good thing for him.

His eyes darkened, and he felt a little uneasy deep in his heart.

Shen Qing stopped thinking about it, a smile spread across his face, he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you so much, Eunuch He."

He Yong, the eunuch who held the seal, bowed and said, "If nothing happens, Lord Marquis, I will leave first."

He Yong cupped his hands and turned to leave.

"Eunuch He, walk slowly."

When He Yong's figure gradually faded away, Shen Qing's eyes fell on the imperial edict in his hand again, thoughtfully.

After stopping for a while, he immediately left the palace and returned to his house.

The news that the prince has been sealed off will definitely not be hidden for long, so he has to go back and make some preparations to avoid being disrespectful when visiting the nobleman and causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

On the fifth floor of the royal arsenal, Ji Bochu sat cross-legged among the spiritual eyes, with a majestic face, staring at the jade box of the Holy Body in his hand, with a look of contemplation in his eyes.

An arsenal steward hurriedly walked deep underground along the stone steps and walked to Ji Bochu, the general manager of the royal arsenal.

"Master Steward." The steward reported in a low voice: "The imperial edict just now is that Your Majesty wants to make Shen Qing the Marquis of Wu'an."

When Uncle Ji heard this, he frowned slightly and the jade box in his hand trembled slightly.

He turned around, looked at the steward with burning eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Is this true?"

The steward nodded and confirmed: "I have seen it all with my own eyes. It is absolutely true. It won't take long for the news to spread throughout the entire imperial city."

Ji Bo was silent for a moment, secretly puzzled. His Majesty's move was really unpredictable.

Why did he suddenly change his mind when he was clearly asked to be a tester?

This Holy Body Dharma has some new features.

But he also knew that His Majesty would never act without aim.

There must be a reason why Shen Qing was suddenly made a marquis by His Majesty.

"Your Majesty's behavior has become more and more unfathomable in recent years." Ji Bochu murmured to himself.

When the steward heard this, he didn't dare to make any assumptions. He just stood aside quietly, waiting for Uncle Ji's instructions.

After Ji Bochu pondered for a moment, he still ordered: "Let's not make any more decisions about Shen Qing from now on. Let's leave this matter behind."

The steward nodded solemnly and backed out.

Just after the steward left, a heavy sigh came from the empty fifth floor.

However, just after he finished sighing, the steward left and returned, leaving Ji Bochu speechless.

"What? What happened again?"

The steward said: "The seventh prince is here and wants to see the steward."

"Seventh Prince?" Ji Bochu was slightly startled and confused: "What is he here for?"

"I don't know."

Uncle Ji didn't think much about it, tidied up his appearance and said, "Your Highness, please come in."

"yes."

The steward hurriedly turned around to call. A moment later, a gentle voice came from the door of the stairs: "Manager Ji, long time no see. I'm here to visit you today. Don't be surprised."

A seventh prince wearing a yellow brocade robe with a white jade hanging around his waist walked slowly towards Uncle Ji with a smile on his face.

Ji Bochu looked at the middle-aged man and felt helpless. He waved his hand and the manager understood and left voluntarily.

Ji Bochu and the Seventh Prince were the only two people left on the huge fifth floor.

The Seventh Prince asked politely: "Mr. Ji, I heard that the Holy Body Dharma has been revealed. Is it true or false?"

Uncle Ji was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Seventh Prince would already know about it so quickly, as he had just informed His Majesty yesterday.

He nodded and hummed slightly.

"Mr. Ji, I have been fascinated by the Dacheng Holy Body Technique for a long time. I wonder if I can learn a little bit about it?" The seventh prince got straight to the point without mincing words.

Uncle Ji showed a businesslike attitude and said, "Seventh prince, if you want to learn the immortal martial arts, you must get His Majesty's permission, otherwise it will be difficult for you to obey."

The Seventh Prince seemed to have expected it. He smiled slightly, took out a small and exquisite jade bottle from his sleeve, and placed it gently on the table: "I know that my concubine is loyal to her duties and does not want to pass on to others easily. But I am willing to use a drop of Xuanwu to In exchange for true blood, I think my sincerity is enough for Manager Ji. Don’t worry, I will only take a few glances and will never embarrass the manager. "

Xuanwu True Blood? !

Ji Bo was moved in his heart.

He only heard that there are all the demons under the sky now, and some demons are unusual and have awakened part of the blood of the demons.

This part of true blood is of great help to practice.

If the seventh prince only glanced at him, it would not be a big problem.

Ji Bochu looked at the jade bottle with complex eyes, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

True blood is extremely rare in the world, and for them, it is rare to find it.

"Your Highness, after all, the Dacheng Holy Body Technique is an immortal martial art. It is no small matter. According to the rules, it can only be practiced with your Majesty's instructions." There was some hesitation in Ji Bo's words, but he also revealed a trace of relief.

Seeing this, the seventh prince raised a smile with a confident smile on his lips and said: "The eldest brother of the prince has died of old age, and the second and third brothers are also getting old. This Great Perfection Holy Body Technique is of great help to the physical body. If we don't work hard anymore, "Shang Shang, with my father's cultivation, I'm afraid we won't be able to bear the burden of my father's life. As a member of the Ji clan, you can't just watch our brothers die in the palace, right?"

"Don't worry, manager. I just want to take a look, and have nothing else to ask for. I won't reveal anything after reading it."

After some weighing, Ji Bochu finally nodded slowly: "That's all. Since the Seventh Prince is so sincere, I will make an exception. I hope His Highness can keep his promise."

When the Seventh Prince heard this, a satisfied smile broke out on his face, he bowed and said in salute: "Thank you, Manager, for your support. I will definitely keep my promise."

After speaking, Uncle Ji opened the jade box, took out the Dacheng Holy Body Technique, and handed it to the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince's face was filled with joy. He pulled down the white jade from his waist and hurriedly placed it on the palm of his hand. He pointed at the text on it and began to read it word by word.

At the same time, in the Soul Cultivation Hall.

He Yong, the palm eunuch, stood beside Ji Zikong and returned to life.

Ji Zikong played with a jade bottle in his hand and poured out an old shendan, and said with a smile: "Is this how you responded to him?"

He Yong said: "I dare not deceive you."

Ji Zikong put the old ginseng pill back into the jade bottle, threw it to He Yong and said casually: "Very clever."

"Your Majesty, next..."

"Let's get through this first."

"Yes, sir."

...

Pingkang Street.

Shen Qing walked into the house with the imperial edict in his hand.

His face was calm and his steps were steady.

In the outer house, craftsmen, gardeners, and cleaning boys were busy in an orderly manner.

In the martial arts training place on the side, Shen Xiaoshan, Tian Xiaohu and others were practicing hard with the resources given by Shen Qing, and shouts came from the house from time to time.

Shen Qing called a cleaning boy and ordered: "Go and call housekeeper Tian and Mr. Shen to the lobby, I have something to announce."

"Yes."

The cleaning boy put down the broom and ran to pass the message.

Shen Qing did not delay and walked straight into the inner house again.

Some rough servants and maids kept coming and going to tidy up the housework. He called a little maid to inform his elder sister Shen Fang and aunt Wang.

After that, Shen Qing returned to the hall and waited quietly.

Not long after, uncle, aunt and other family members arrived one after another.

Uncle Shen Er asked curiously: "Qingzi, why did you call us here?"

"To announce something." Shen Qing put the yellow imperial edict on the table and said softly: "Uncle, aunt, His Majesty has made me the Marquis of Wu'an."

"Ah!"

Uncle and aunt screamed when they heard it, and their eyes met, and they could not hide their shock.

Uncle Shen Er opened his mouth slightly, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, his voice trembled slightly, but he tried to stay calm: "Qing'er, this... is this true?"

Others looked at each other and stared at Shen Qing, and they were all shocked.

There was an extremely subtle atmosphere in the lobby of the mansion.

All the people present seemed to be waiting for Shen Qing's answer, in a moment of tranquility before great joy.

Shen Qing held the imperial edict in his hand and said, "Your Majesty's imperial edict is here, how dare I lie to you."

Wow!

Everyone present was extremely surprised.

In the lobby, the noise exploded.

For them, the owner of a business is already a top figure, not to mention those high-ranking marquises.

At this moment, Shen Er felt that their Shen family must have smoke coming out of their ancestral graves to be like this.

The Shen family is really going to make a fortune from this.

"Good, good, good." He looked at Shen Er and said three good words in a row, his mouth moved, but he didn't know what to say.

When everyone's emotions gradually stabilized, Shen Qing said, "Don't be too happy too early. My title of marquis is just an empty name. I have no actual fiefdom, and I am far from those real kings and marquises."

Others looked at each other, not understanding the doorway inside.

Shen Qing did not explain further, he continued: "First, tell the servants to clean the house inside and out, and also order a plaque with the words 'Wu'an Marquis Mansion' to hang above the door. When the news of my title of Marquis spreads, there will definitely be many distinguished guests visiting. Right now, the house looks a bit shabby." (End of this chapter)