C58

The people of Jian Ling realized that unknowingly, the price of the grains started to rise. Before, ten coins could buy a bag of yellow rice, but now, he was even missing half a bag.

Wang Cheng was a shopkeeper called the Honest Lodge in Jian Ling. He discovered that since March of this year, many rice shops had started to run out of stock. The price of grain rose again and again, and many customers complained that things were more expensive than before, but less so. There was no other way around it. The price of the noodles had gone up ridiculously, to say nothing of the meat.

He had initially thought that this would be temporary. He hadn't expected that the imperial government would begin to collect large amounts of grain in May. It was also because of this that the business of the rice noodle shop could no longer be carried on.

Wang Cheng went through the honest accounts a few times and in the end could only helplessly shake his head. Wang Cheng's wife, Lady Wang, shook her head as she saw her man settling the score. A woman couldn't come up with a good idea, so she could only say: "If we really can't continue the business, we'll just leave it at that." You work hard every day, but you can't make much money, so you might as well close down this shop and rent it to someone else. We can always live off of the rent.

In this world, who would rent a shop? Wang Cheng shook his head and continued to fiddle with the abacus in his hands.

I heard that the previous Emperor's seventh son had enlisted to take back his throne. As commoners, we only want to eat our fill. I don't care who the previous Emperor's seventh son is.

Yes, life was not going well now. When Wang Cheng heard his wife's nagging, he became even more annoyed and put down his scheming: Can you tell the emperor not to fight? If we lived in Fringe City, I heard that it was filled with corpses.

In the end, Wang Cheng's hand that was fiddling with the abacus stopped. He sighed and said to Lady Wang, "Close down the shop, this business really can't go on."

The Red Flame Army that was stationed there was originally under the control of Yan Prince Wu Xu, but after he seized the throne, his Red Flame Army was led by Wang Dongyue, the general. Wang Dongyue thought that by betraying his master the Yan Prince, he would be able to follow the road of wealth and prosperity once he surrendered to the Emperor of Holy Sheng.

Without any warning, a group of over a hundred people had already set off for the Primordial Profound Ark for three months. Before the order for Yi Yuntian to take charge of the Red Flame Army even arrived at the Jinling, this group of more than a hundred people had already arrived at the Jinling.

Wang Dongyue was sitting on a chair leisurely as usual, watching the Red Flame Army drill down from the drill grounds. In front of him was a few plates of meat and a jug of wine. Ever since Wang Dongyue took charge of the Red Flame Army, he still carried an appearance of a local tyrant without any discipline. Let alone eating and drinking, sometimes they would even bring women to the military to spend the night.

Just as Wang Dongyue was about to swallow the alcohol, a tall shadow blocked his line of sight. Wang Dongyue had been protecting the Jinling all year round. He was not familiar with the people in the imperial court, and when he saw a man with a gentle face but with a somber expression standing in front of him, he felt disgust from the bottom of his heart for the man in front of him.

He was a rough and unruly man. The man in front of him had his hair tied up meticulously with a golden crown. The silver light armor he wore made him seem quite valiant and imposing. However, this man's cold and feminine face was extremely compatible with his strong body. How could there be such a good-looking man in this world?

Go away and block my way. No matter who? Wang Dongyue thought that he had the largest amount of Jinling.

A general behind the silver general shouted angrily, "Why aren't you kneeling in front of the general?"

Bullshit general! Do you believe that your father will punish all these military laws that hinder your father's training? Wang Dongyue's attitude was still arrogant, and he did not realize that he was facing a great calamity.

Military law? Yi Yuntian asked with a cold smile: What should be the military punishment for drinking wine while training in the army?

Reporting to the general, he was to be punished with fifty military batons.

Then I will punish you with fifty military sticks. Yi Yuntian's voice was still cold and detached, but her eyes did not look at Wang Dongyue, as if she did not put Wang Dongyue in her eyes at all.

Someone, tie this guy up! I'm going to chop off his head. Wang Dongyue shouted angrily.

The soldiers by the side did not know what to do. At this moment, a horse galloped into the army. The man held the imperial edict high in his hand and shouted, "The imperial edict has arrived!" The imperial edict had arrived! The warriors of the Red Flame Army received the orders!

In the arena, thirty thousand soldiers kneeled down in succession and cried out 'long live'.

The man on the horse was obviously a court official. He opened his imperial edict and said, "By the will of the heavens, the emperor will bring good fortune to the people of heaven and earth. There will be no one who does not respect his kin." My Ancestor was born many times. The heirs are separated by the rising of the sea waves and by the occasional wind. When the time comes, Yi Yi. I hereby bestow upon Yi Yuntian the title of Great Conquering General, guarding the Jinling and protecting my dynasty. This!

Long live, long live, long live!

Wang Dongyue felt a cold air seeping directly from the top of his head into the bottom of his feet. Great Conquering General.

Wang Dongyue was normally domineering, but a few generals who were dissatisfied with Wang Dongyue immediately rushed forward to subdue him: Wang Dongyue has violated the military rules, General, please punish him!

I refuse to accept this, I refuse to accept this … Wang Dongyue who was being suppressed by everyone struggled and shouted.

Unconvinced? Great Conquering General Yi Yuntian sat on the chair that Wang Dongyue was originally sitting on and asked with a smile. From start to finish, Great Conquering General did not even glance at Wang Dongyue once.

Great Conquering General Yi Yuntian was the eldest son of Yi Zhi Qiu, one of the important officials of the imperial court. Wang Dongyue wasn't even fit to carry Yi Yuntian's shoes, so a general standing by the side said in a stern voice: "Dog like thing, let the person drag it down and punish it according to military law."

Wait. Great Conquering General Yi Yuntian stood up and sneered: This general shall present the edict and command the Red Flame Army today. This Japanese general will give you a chance to convince me.

Wang Dongyue was regretting it now, he wanted to give himself a few ears. Great Conquering General Yi Yuntian, someone surnamed Yi would probably only be able to sit in such a position as the direct descendant of the great man in the middle of the court. She was so used to acting arrogantly in such a remote city that she had actually lost her instinctive vigilance.

They had originally thought that they would be able to gain glory and wealth by submitting themselves to the new emperor of the imperial government. They hadn't thought that the Emperor of Holy Sheng would still have to hold the military power tightly in his trusting hands. Is it because I was once deployed by the Yan Prince?

Wang Dongyue received his usual weapon, the Purple Gold Hammer, and his hands trembled. He originally only needed to accept the penalty of fifty military sticks, but now, he had to pay the price of his life.