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Chapter 1630 - 18: Changle Is Here
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Chapter 1630: Chapter 18: Changle Is Here

"You’re always good at persuading people." Jiang Wang looked at the ripples gently spreading on the pond, and asked, "Is the position of Beiyar Commander really that good?"

"What are you thinking?" Zhongxuan Sheng waved his big hand with an exaggerated tone: "This is the most powerful position you can touch at this stage, and it’s the gateway to the true power center of Qi Country. If you can become Beiyar Commander today, you can directly enter the Nine Military Divisions as a General in the future God Arrives event. We can place you into the Autumn Kill Army, and the next step is the Military Affairs Hall! You might even control one of the three departments, and the next step would be the Political Affairs Hall! You actually ask me if the Beiyar Commander is that good?"

"Think about it, Jiang Wang! This is one of the six strongest countries, the overlord of the Eastern Region. You can reach the top layer at the fastest speed and share the supreme power of the present world with those top figures...it all starts with becoming the Beiyar Commander! You actually ask if it’s important, if it’s good?"

Watching Zhongxuan Sheng spit and speak in all directions, Jiang Wang fell silent again for a while.

Then he said, "Oh?"

Zhongxuan Sheng glared: "Are you learning to imitate a goose today? Keep ’oh’-ing!"

Jiang Wang smiled: "Seems like it really is very important."

Zhongxuan Sheng looked frustrated: "As long as you know!"

"Hmm, got it." Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I’ll go back to cultivate first, remember to help me investigate Gongsun Yu’s matter."

"Think clearly, control yourself!" Zhongxuan Sheng shouted behind him: "Don’t let your cultivation improve too quickly, if you accidentally reach God Arrives, you can’t be the Beiyar Commander!"

Jiang Wang’s silhouette had already disappeared, who knows if he heard it or not.

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... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

As a famous scenic spot in Linzi, many villas of high-ranking officials and nobles were built at the foot of Xiashan.

Of course, Zhongxuan Sheng wasn’t the only one who knew how to choose a place.

Yangxin Palace Master Jiang Wuji also had a villa here, which he usually only stayed in during the period when "Maple and Sunset" began.

Everyone knew that the Ninth Prince indulged in beauty, food, and wine... He enjoyed all pleasures and never constrained himself.

Despite his noble status, he seldom stayed at Yangxin Palace, which differed from the other Palace Masters.

To Jiang Wuji, although he was the master of Yangxin Palace, and every matter in the palace was decided by him, the Yangxin Palace was part of the Qi Imperial Palace, and some rules had to be followed.

This was the issue at hand.

In contrast, the Warm Jade Pavilion was where he usually resided.

Almost everyone in Linzi knew this.

When Jiang Wang went to sea to rescue someone, he went straight to the Warm Jade Pavilion to negotiate with him, which was telling.

However, since Jiang Wuqi’s mourning period had not ended recently, it was inappropriate for him, as the elder brother, to stay in the Warm Jade Pavilion.

So during this time, he stayed in this villa at the foot of Xiashan.

The intricate layout and the high elegance of the villa were beyond words.

Among all the villas at the foot of Xiashan, this house was also among the top ones.

At this moment, Jiang Wuji was lying on a soft couch, eyes half-closed, content and at ease. His long hair was lightly pinned with a hairpin, and he was draped in a loose silk robe. Two beautiful maids knelt on either side of the couch, one massaging his shoulders, the other kneading his legs.

With jade hands wandering, the warmth of fragrance in dreams.

Uncertain what day it was, lost in tranquility.

The soft couch was placed on an elegant terrace, a slight turn would reveal the beautiful scenery of Xiashan.

All around, there were drapes that could be lowered for privacy, or drawn up for a vast sky.

The terrace was extraordinarily spacious, with potted flowers and caged birds. There was also a large water jar nurturing water lilies, blooming beautifully despite the season long passed.

Not far in front of the couch, a stringed instrument was placed.

The stand was as graceful as a beauty’s feet together. The wood’s glossy finish had an almost jade-like luster.

Behind the instrument was another beauty.

Her figure was slender, her aura ethereal and transcendent, her brows and eyes like a painting, as she played the instrument alone.

Beauty and scenery, lovely melodies reached the ears. The mountain breeze danced, so pleasurable it was.

But there was one person in black clothing, half-kneeling on the ground, a somewhat discordant color in this picture.

He supported his left hand on his knee, his right hand spread out, touching the ground, demonstrating submission. The bulging veins on the back of his hand conveyed strength.

"You mean..." After enjoying himself for a long time, Jiang Wuji lazily spoke, "Feng Gu’s corpse has no issues whatsoever?"

The beautiful music stopped.

"I personally investigated and indeed there are no issues." The man in black half-kneeling said, "The Beiyar is not entirely incompetent."

"How could it be...hmm...completely without issue?" Under the perfect massage of the beautiful maid, Jiang Wuji’s voice was drifting: "It shouldn’t be that way..."

"Indeed it shouldn’t be." The man in black said: "But now to tamper with it...is too late."

"Don’t tamper." Jiang Wuji slightly furrowed his brows: "Why tamper? To add unnecessary work in such a situation is pure folly. We only need the truth...the truth, understand?"

"Understood." The man in black said.

"Qi Song, I hope you truly understand." Jiang Wuji said.

The man known as Qi Song lowered his head even more: "I truly understand, my lowly self truly understands."

"Then..." Jiang Wuji asked: "Who had you personally go to Beiyar?"

"My humble self thought...would not be discovered."

"You thought?" Jiang Wuji opened his eyes, those delicate eyes carried undisguised dissatisfaction: "You thought Beiyar was your backyard, you thought Jiang Qingyang was a mere brute with muscle but no brain...you think you’re laughing at them, but you don’t realize they are laughing at you!"

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