Seeing the sword shining brightly in the sun, Yan Cheng was stunned. Before he could think, his body reflexively pulled Leng Yan back.
"That's, the Imperial Sword!?"
When those with insight belatedly realized the shocking origin of the sword, Yan Cheng and Leng Yan had already quietly run away from the crowd.
The main reason was that Leng Yan discovered Yan Cheng's intention, picked him up and ran away.
The others were shocked by Governor Ma's aura and were wondering where the sword came from, so they didn't pay much attention to whether anyone was passing by them.
The man who spoke first carefully examined the patterns on the dagger and shouted the words "Imperial Sword". When Governor Ma did not deny him, he suddenly knelt down and saluted.
"Seeing the Imperial Sword is like seeing the Emperor. I pay my respects to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."
"It's truly an imperial sword!"
"I see. No wonder Lord Ma is so fearless. It turns out he has the Imperial Sword protecting him."
The whispers were mixed with the shouts, and suddenly a large group of people knelt on the ground.
Only Ma Zikun stood in the center. He was the focus of the crowd and the spokesperson of imperial power that everyone was paying attention to.
The people who bowed down before the imperial power did not notice that a little head was silently raised, with a delicate and bright smile on its face.
No one knew that there were two people who dared to cheat under the imperial power, relying on the fact that they were standing at the back and the hem of their robes was wide enough to do tricks secretly.
Others kneel while they squat. You could say they are showing some reverence, but not much.
His dark and bright eyes looked towards the center of the most eye-catching crowd, swept across Ma Zikun's middle-aged face, passed through his ordinary robes, and finally fell on a dark head.
Is this the imperial power of this era?
Everyone was kneeling except one person.
Supreme power.
His heart was beating violently, and Yan Cheng observed the strange charm of the feudal dynasty for the first time.
This is the ancient times with clear class divisions, no longer the modern times where everyone is equal.
This is an imaginary dynasty, not a history with traceable history.
And he is just one of the countless living beings in this world.
The sound of thousands of people shouting "Long live the emperor" rang in his ears, but he seemed to have gone to another peaceful world.
until……
"...Yan Cheng?"
Yan Cheng didn’t hear the previous calls, only the name “Yan Cheng” brought him back to reality.
His eyes sparkled as he said, "This seems to be the first time you've called me by my name."
Leng Yan looked a little confused and a little embarrassed: "If you don't like to hear it, then I won't call you by your name in the future."
"No!"
Yan Cheng shook his head, and the hand that had previously held down Leng Yan's sword-drawing movement this time grabbed the wrist with a slightly darker color.
"You must call my name, and it's better to call it often. I like to hear you call my name."
The two words "Yan Cheng" are like his foothold in this world. Every time he hears them, he has a sense of security that he really exists in the world.
Besides...
"Yan Cheng is a nice name, isn't it?"
Cheng means the water is still and clear.
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Hou Yanshan.
Heifeng Village is built on the mountain and has been established for many years. The environment inside the village is better than some villages at the foot of the mountain.
Relying on the resources they looted, the bandits in Heifengzhai lived a happy and fulfilling life.
Yesterday we returned with a full load, and Black Wind Village held a grand celebration banquet. The boss, the second in command, and the bandits who had drunk and made a big fuss yesterday did not get up early.
The third in command is the only exception among the top management of Black Wind Village.
The third in command was a new bandit who joined the group half a year ago. Compared with most of the bandits who looked ugly, the third in command was weak and frail, and not very old, looking only about fifteen or sixteen years old.
However, the third in command was extremely intelligent and had brought many benefits to the Black Wind Village since joining it, and he quickly won the admiration of the bandits.
The spies at the foot of the mountain came up to report that the new governor had arrived in Huixian with 3,000 soldiers.
After the scout left, the confidant who joined the Black Wind Village with the Third Master asked, "Third Master, what should we do?
The Third Master was silent and thought for a long time before he said, "This matter is not something I can decide alone. Let's go find the First and Second Masters."
The three heads of the clan gathered together. The eldest head, who reeked of alcohol, did not take the new governor seriously. "What are you afraid of? We have people in Luyangwei. They won't really come to attack the stronghold."
The second in command had already tidied up the place and had similar ideas to the first in command.
"Brother, you're right. Magistrate Li accepted our money before and killed the previous governor. We gave him money this time, but the task didn't go through. It seems he's even more greedy than we thought."
"For the stability of our Black Wind Village, I can only send him a banknote in a few days."
Seeing that the Third Master still looked worried, he comforted him, "Don't worry, Third Brother. The terrain of Houyan Mountain is complex, and there are secret sentries. Even if they really want to attack, they won't be able to reach Black Wind Village."
The third in command listened to it, but was still a little worried.
Could the governor carefully selected by the Emperor of Daxia be a good-for-nothing?
Can the people in Luyangwei and the greedy Li Zhifu really help Heifengzhai?
Why is he so uneasy this time?
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Without the interference of troublemakers and with the imperial sword to suppress them, the Luyang guards became very obedient. After all, no one wanted to be charged with rebellion.
The team soon arrived at Xiaolin Village in Huixian, which was the place where the bandits had robbed yesterday and where Ding Shang disappeared.
When Ma Zikun passed by Huixian, he asked someone to notify the magistrate of Huixian. He was standing in the team at this time, followed by a dozen yamen runners.
Before coming to Xiaolin Village, Ma Zikun asked someone to notify the village chief. Now that dusk had arrived, Xiaolin Village Chief Tian brought all the villagers to the village entrance to welcome the bandit-suppression army.
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