"You're no longer a genius. You're a monster!"
Dao Nu looked at Lin Che in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.
She has seen many geniuses. She herself is a genius. His Majesty Jiang Li has taken the word genius to the extreme.
Otherwise, how could a woman sit on the throne?
According to rumors, the only one who could be called a monster was Zongheng Tianming from the Zongheng family, who was known as invincible at the age of thirteen.
Looking at the Lin Che in front of him, Dao Nu could be sure that Lin Che's cultivation was still at the first level more than two months ago.
How come it’s already the fifth rank now?
In addition to the monster, Dao Nu thought of another possibility, which was that Lin Che had actually been practicing at a very high level for the past ten years.
It’s just that for some special reason he hid his cultivation, or lost it, and is now recovering.
That makes sense.
"Master Daonu, it's really not easy to receive your praise."
Lin Che answered casually, then immediately added, "Time is running out. I'm going out to visit some friends. Let's go."
"Okay!" Dao Nu seemed to know what Lin Che was going to do and answered very straightforwardly.
Actually, it was late at night and there was no place for him to make money.
Lin Che went to Sheng Huainan's house and asked him to pay the 800,000 yuan share of the profit. Sheng Huainan knew that he could make a lot of money just by relying on "The Domineering Empress Falls in Love with Me".
Lin Che wanted to take 800,000 yuan, and he agreed very readily.
[Remaining points: 40 points]
Lin Che looked at the remaining skill points and felt relieved.
Then Lin Che went to visit Wen Hong again, but the old general's family was very poor and he really had nothing to give as a gift.
Wen Hong simply gave him a map very solemnly.
"You, you must keep this map carefully. It shows the Zhenyuan Army's troop distribution."
"Although this is no secret to the Ministry of War, you don't have the authority to know it yet. I'm handing it over to you now, just to ask you to be careful to avoid these routes and be wary of the Zhenyuan Army."
Lin Che was extremely excited and bowed to Wen Hong to express her gratitude.
This is simply priceless.
Lin Pojun would definitely seek revenge on him. If he brought 3,000 palace soldiers with him and faced Lin Pojun's 100,000-strong army, he would definitely be crushed in an instant.
This map can effectively avoid the area where the Zhenyuan Army is stationed.
Although Lin Pojun is the Duke of Zhenguo, he can mobilize troops and conduct training, but there is a certain limit.
If the army moves too far and causes omissions in the Ministry of War's deployment, it will definitely be a capital crime.
Farewell Wen Hong.
For a moment, Lin Che really didn't know who to visit.
I had originally thought of visiting the great scholar Ji Bu, but I heard that Ji Bu had some feelings and had been in seclusion these days, ready to enter the semi-saint realm at any time.
Lin Che didn't bother him.
"Tiandu City—I will definitely come back."
Lin Che walked along the busy street. There were still many shops open around him, and many parents brought their children out for a night out, making the place bustling with activity.
Under Jiang Li's rule, the people of Tiandu City truly live and work in peace and contentment.
But all the excitement is theirs.
It has nothing to do with Lin Che.
As we walked, we arrived at the Marquis of Guanjun's Mansion.
A group of palace soldiers were already riding on their war horses, waiting quietly.
There were a total of three thousand soldiers and horses, but no one spoke a word, only the war horses occasionally made rough snorts.
Although the time is short, with the blessing of the "military spirit", they have become a strong army.
"Master." Yu Huadian led the blood-red warhorse over.
Lin Che rolled over, mounted his warhorse, glanced at the sword slave beside him, and nodded.
"Set off--"
The flags are fluttering and rustling.
In the darkness of the night, this group began to slowly leave Tiandu City.
…
now.
Among the towering city walls and pavilions.
Jiang Li was wearing a long robe and standing proudly, his bright eyes staring at the three thousand palace soldiers who were leaving the city far away.
His eyes seemed to fall on that familiar figure.
The evening breeze blew across her beautiful cheeks, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.
At this moment, she was as beautiful as a fairy who was isolated from the world.
Next to her was the head of the Mingjing Division, Duke Qianling, who was sitting in a wheelchair.
Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, he could still see the team moving away.
His lips moved as if to say something, but he held himself back.
Jiang Li didn't look at him, but seemed to have noticed it, and said:
"Fa Zheng, do you have anything to say?"
"Your Majesty... This Champion Marquis might not willingly go to Yanyun State. Why doesn't Your Majesty choose someone else?"
Duke Qianling still had to speak out what was in his heart.
"I have observed the Champion Marquis for a long time. Although he is gifted, he has too many ideas."
"It doesn't matter what he thinks. It doesn't matter whether he is loyal to the emperor or not."
Jiang Li sighed deeply, looked into the distance, and murmured:
"You also read the letter from the Great Wall of Luck last month. I cannot let the Great Gan be destroyed in my hands."
"I also want to see how far such a gifted person can reach! If he truly grows up, perhaps one day he can accomplish that task for us..."
Upon hearing this, Duke Qian Ling, who was usually calm, became serious.
Then he looked at Jiang Li and asked in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, have you made up your mind? If you want to complete that matter, then you... your body needs it, needs... Have you chosen a husband?"
"This matter concerns a major undertaking, so we must choose carefully..."
Jiang Li subconsciously looked at the three thousand palace soldiers going away, then shook his head:
"As a member of an imperial family, it doesn't matter who your husband is."
"But it's too early to talk about this now. Let's first see what our Second Prince, who faked his death, is going to do!"
"I hope he can really come back alive!"
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