756, clad in armor, still as dashing as ever!
A hint of doting affection flashed through Meng Huai Ren's eyes as he gently embraced the woman, whispering, "Thank you, Madam, but in this matter, I also intend to stand on Elder Yun's side."
Meng Huai-ren nodded slightly again, a deep light flashing in his eyes. His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a hint of caution and determination.
He slowly said, "The Holy Emperor is now traveling around the world. The royal city seems to maintain a superficial order, but in reality, there are undercurrents and hidden dangers."
Just like when the eldest prince established the Demon Extermination Guard, without the Holy Emperor's suppression, many forces remained on the sidelines.
Moreover, the Holy Emperor showed no respect to these major sects back then. Without the Holy Emperor's deterrent, why would these sects and families voluntarily help the village?
He paused, his tone revealing reverence and nostalgia for the Holy Emperor, and whispered in his wife's ear, "It was the same in the previous dynasty. The royal city was in turmoil, and the suppression of sects and families was not enough; they had no choice but to compromise."
If the Holy Emperor were here, he would naturally intimidate all sides, and those evil demons and heretics would not dare to come and act recklessly.
After all, the Holy Emperor's single punch had slain countless demons and powerful beings; these sects had been wiped out of their demonic forces, and the area had been quiet for decades.
Meng Huai Ren's lips curled slightly, and he continued in a low voice with a hint of helplessness, "Take the Red King for example. Although he is a Martial Emperor, he is incomparable to the Holy Emperor. The Holy Emperor killed several Martial Emperors back then, and everyone was terrified!"
Although the Red King now considers himself a regional overlord, if the Holy Emperor were to personally arrive, he would surely be reduced to ashes like withered grass burned by flames.
How dare he be so audacious as to attack the palace and challenge the majesty of the royal city?
In Meng Huai Ren's heart, he worshipped the Holy Emperor with boundless admiration. He did not care about age or seniority when cultivating, but rather about strength and deeds.
If the Holy Emperor were alive, evil and heretical sects would be nothing but insignificant ants before him, and with one punch, they would be equal for life!
Seeing Meng Huai Ren nestled close to her, Madam Meng felt a faint sense of pride. She knew her husband's hidden thoughts but didn't expose him. Instead, she softly asked, "Husband, how do you plan to help General Yun?"
Upon hearing this, Meng Huai Ren nodded slightly, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. His words revealed magnanimity and wisdom as he softly said, "If I were the Martial Emperor, I wonder if I would possess Elder Yun's domineering spirit and sense of responsibility!"
The stability of this capital city is a blessing for the people.
After a moment's thought, he continued softly, "Madam, why not present Elder Yun with a generous amount of grain and fodder to show the sincerity of the Meng family?"
When Elder Yun first took charge of the northern district of the royal city, he certainly commanded a large army. However, the northern district had many veterans and their families, all of whom were loyal and would certainly offer their full support.
However, other aspects, especially food supplies, are not yet secure.
However, the need for provisions is fundamental to an army and is indispensable.
This move not only relieves Mr. Yun's urgent need, but also demonstrates the support of our Meng family for Mr. Yun.
It is also a firm support for maintaining the stability of the capital.
Elder Yun cared deeply for the people and acted justly; the people's well-being depended on him.
After all, things haven't been peaceful in the capital lately!
Madam Meng gazed at Meng Huai Ren's complex expression, a mixture of longing and admiration. She sighed inwardly.
Having been together for many years, she understands her husband very well. At this moment, she is like a wise man who sees through everything, knowing that her husband has a profound understanding of the world and a generous heart.
But in this royal city, the Holy Emperor is away on a long journey and no one knows when he will return. My husband is not the Martial Emperor, and there is no Martial Emperor to support him in the family. Although I know that my husband still has that passion to help those in distress, I feel a little cold.
However, the situation in the capital is currently volatile and delicate, so my husband has no choice but to act discreetly, like a dragon lurking in the abyss, waiting for the right moment to strike.
At this moment, Lady Meng couldn't help but agree with her husband's foresight. She spoke softly, her words revealing determination and foresight, thinking to herself, 'While the Holy Emperor is on his travels, my husband, though a Martial Emperor, still doesn't have a strong enough backing!'
She turned around softly, hugged her husband's neck, and whispered in his ear, "Husband, why don't you go yourself and cooperate deeply with Elder Yun on gold, silver, provisions, and other matters?"
Although Elder Yun is the Martial Emperor, he probably doesn't have time to personally manage other matters. It is only natural for us to befriend the Martial Emperor!
Now that the Holy Emperor is away on his travels, we need to make plans early and prepare for any eventuality.
Meng Huai Ren's hands involuntarily wrapped tightly around his wife's waist, embracing her from head to toe.
He remained motionless for a long time, seemingly deep in thought!
It was as if the future fate of the entire Meng family was concentrated in his deep eyes.
His gaze gradually hardened, as unwavering as a mountain, and his deep voice was quick and decisive: "Good!"
To avoid any unforeseen complications, we must seize this opportunity.
I set off immediately to personally visit Elder Yun and have a detailed discussion with him.
Having been out of armor for so long, Lady Meng's eyes welled up with tears as she donned her uniform once more. She had no choice but to put it back on.
It seems there has never been peace. Now, for the sake of this family, my husband has taken up his armor again. All peace seems to be on the shoulders of the Holy Emperor alone!
He personally fitted and dressed himself, his charm undiminished from his younger days!
"Don't laugh, my lady, I am still as dashing as ever!" Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, sword in hand, armor on my body, I step into the storm today, not knowing when I will be able to take off my armor again!
The head of the Meng family, dressed in full military attire, his armor gleaming, a long sword hanging at his waist, displayed the demeanor of a hero of his generation, undiminished from his prime.
With firm steps and an imposing presence, he appeared vastly different from just moments before, like a majestic mountain standing firm and unyielding.
Twenty elite guards from the Meng family, armed with spears and armor, stood in neat formation, their steps synchronized, their aura like cooking smoke, surrounded by fiery energy.
The first eight on the road were like swords drawn from their sheaths, while the last twelve were like iron walls and copper ramparts, silent and still, with only the sound of footsteps, silently clearing the way on both sides of the Dream Master!
Wherever it passed, the richness of its vital energy was like billowing smoke rising straight into the sky; the intensity of its malevolent aura extended for three zhang, causing people to feel apprehensive.
An invisible wall of energy burned fiercely like dry tinder as they moved forward, its intense heat distorting even the air itself.
The wall of aura is imposing and powerful, as if it could be ignited with a touch. It also possesses the power to ward off evil and repel all evil spirits. No evil spirit can hide in front of it and can only be intimidated by its powerful aura.
Lady Meng watched her husband's figure disappear at the end of the street. Suddenly, a sharp sword appeared in her hand, its blade gleaming with a chilling light, as if it could devour all darkness.
With a low shout, his voice firm and authoritative, he commanded, "While the master is not back, the entire Meng family must be on high alert, guarding the place at all costs. There must be no oversights, and no one is allowed to break in without permission!"
Unauthorized intruders may be killed on sight!
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