Chapter 98 Five Thousand Hidden Guards
As the wife of the general, Mu naturally knew about the Fengling. This was a good thing. With it, she could dispatch five thousand hidden guards.
These hidden guards were passed down from generation to generation in the Jiang family.
At that time, the ancestors of the Jiang family were founding heroes, and the Northern Qin royal family allowed these 5,000 hidden guards to exist.
"Mr. Yan, is this for Zhiyan?" Mu asked with a casual smile. After all, she was not sure and was afraid that it was for Jiang Nanjiao.
The old lady's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and she stood up and walked over, smiling, "Old Yan, do you have anyone you want to send off?"
No wonder Jiang Zhiyan often went to see Master Yan before.
She probably did it for this Fengling.
When the old man died in the battlefield, it was Master Yan who was beside him. She probably guessed that the old man gave the Fengling to him, no wonder he ran so diligently.
No matter what happens today, we cannot let the Feng Ling fall into her hands.
After all, she is not of the Jiang family's blood.
The Fengling was passed down from generation to generation in the Jiang family, and was only passed down to the daughters of the Jiang family.
"Madam, when the old general left, he specifically told me to give this token away when I felt it was time to do so. I think today is the day to do it."
Mr. Yan stroked the token in his hand, tears welling up in his eyes.
He still hadn't forgotten the old general's instructions before his death.
Probably at that time, he felt that Jiang Zhiyan was not someone worthy of trust, so he never gave her the Feng Ling. Now it seems that he was right.
It turns out that Jiang Zhiyan is not from the Jiang family.
"Okay, okay." The old lady's eyes were red, and she guessed in her heart that the fact that the old man didn't send her off when he was alive meant that he didn't think highly of Jiang Zhiyan.
Now she felt relieved.
Jiang Zhiyan was a little excited because she had just been betrothed last night, and Mr. Yan came to deliver the Fengling today, and her father-in-law in the palace had just left.
Aren't we here to congratulate her?
But she was also a little uncertain.
After all, Mr. Yan had always been lukewarm towards her.
Elder Yan looked at Nan Jiao, puffed his beard and glared, and said, "Why don't you come and receive the Feng Ling?"
Nan Jiao said loudly and exaggeratedly: "It's for me!"
"You don't want it? Then I'll give it to someone else." Mr. Yan said deliberately.
"That won't do. I'm the daughter of the Jiang family. This Phoenix Order originally belonged to me. No one else is worthy of it!" Nan Jiao said domineeringly.
Now she understands.
No wonder Jiang Zhiyan went to find Master Yan, it turned out to be for this token.
Luckily she didn't get it.
Five thousand hidden guards.
This is a large group of people.
If she goes to a small town, she can establish herself as the king there, and with these five thousand hidden guards, she can protect a small city.
Seeing the aura emanating from her, Old Yan felt very pleased and even had the urge to cry. The old general would surely be happy if he knew about this.
"Kneel down and receive the order." Old Yan said seriously.
Nan Jiao quickly walked forward and knelt down. She guessed that these 5,000 hidden guards must be very extraordinary, and the royal family actually allowed the General's Mansion to have such a hidden guard.
"Those who receive the Phoenix Order can deploy the Jiang family's 5,000 hidden guards. They are not allowed to kill innocent people or bully the weak. They are hidden guards, but they are also Jiang family soldiers."
"They are also members of the Jiang family. You have to treat them like your own family and protect each other. Can you do it?" Elder Yan asked seriously.
"I can!" Nan Jiao said frankly and decisively.
As long as they are loyal to her, she will protect them like family members.
Mr. Yan nodded with satisfaction. Although he was not very familiar with her, looking at her determined and honest eyes, he believed that she would do it.
He looked at the Fengling in his hand and handed it to her.
Nan Jiao stretched out her hands to take it, and felt an extra sense of responsibility. They were secret guards, as well as Jiang's army and members of the Jiang family.
"Mr. Yan, where are they? How can I contact them?"
"When you are free, I will take you to meet them." There was a meaningful smile on Old Yan's face. She took the Fengling.
As for whether the Hidden Guards can accept her, it depends on her own ability.
Receiving the Phoenix Order is just the beginning.
"Maybe after a while. I have something to do and I have to leave the capital." Nan Jiao said. Anyway, the hidden guard would not run away, so she should find a way to restore his memory first.
"Okay, you can find me at the blacksmith shop anytime." Old Yan stroked his beard and smiled, feeling relieved, as he had finally completed the task assigned by the old general.
When we meet him later, he will be able to explain himself.
"Grandpa Yan, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? Why did you give the Feng Ling to her?" Jiang Yu waited for the opportunity and spoke immediately.
"Sixth Young Master, are you confused? Jiang Nanjiao is of Jiang family blood, and the Feng Ling was passed down by the ancestors of the Jiang family. How can it be given to outsiders?" Old Master Yan said in a deep voice with a dark face.
Jiang Yu blushed a little, "I, I just think she's causing trouble everywhere. If she holds the Fengling, will something bad happen?"
Master Yan said in a sinister tone: "If I give the Fengling to an outsider, something bad will happen."
Jiang Yu: “…”
"Master Yan is right. The Fengling must not fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives." Nan Jiao said with a smile.
"I agree with Master Yan's approach. I remember my grandfather once told me that the Feng Ling would only be passed on to daughters of the Jiang family." Jiang Huai was truly happy.
Although the Fengling is not passed on to men.
But his grandfather had once told him about the Fengling.
"This Fengling really belongs to Nan Jiao, and no one is allowed to talk about this anymore." Jiang Chi said coldly with a stern manner.
Mu originally wanted to say something.
But I just have to shut up.
But I was very dissatisfied in my heart.
What use is such a good thing in Jiang Nanjiao's hands? It should be given to Zhiyan.
But now I can’t rob it.
"The Fengling has been handed over, and I should go back to the blacksmith shop." Old Yan said with a smile.
"Mr. Yan, I'll take you there." Nan Jiao said with a smile.
Mr. Yan nodded. He just wanted to tell her something.
"Grandma, Daddy, I'm leaving now. I'll come back to see you next time." Nan Jiao greeted them.
"Go ahead." The old lady said with a kind smile.
Jiang Chi thought for a moment and said, "I'll go with you. I just happen to have something I want to ask Master Yan for advice."
Nan Jiao naturally had no objection. She walked up to Jiang Huai and said, "Brother, while I'm away from the capital, I'll trouble you with my second brother."
"Don't worry, I won't give anyone with ulterior motives a chance this time." Jiang Huai's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, loud enough for everyone to hear. He arranged his people to go to Jiang Yan's yard.
Nan Jiao smiled slightly, took the Feng Ling and left happily.
Jiang Zhiyan looked at her back, her hands clenched tightly under her sleeves. The thing she couldn't ask for came into Jiang Nanjiao's hands easily.
The feeling of grievance spread in her heart.
Just because she doesn't have Jiang family blood, she doesn't deserve the Feng Ling?
She grew up in the Jiang family. She was well-behaved, sensible, obedient and hardworking. She always treated them as family. But four years ago, Jiang Nanjiao suddenly came back.
Then blood test.
Jiang Nanjiao's blood merged with Daddy's.
But her blood and her father's blood cannot be mixed.
At that moment, her heart seemed to fall. It turned out that she was not the daughter of a general. She was extremely terrified, fearing that she would be driven out.
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