Jiang Wang has been away for a long time.

In the spacious and bright study room.

In the contemporary Huai State, Zheng Zheng is writing vigorously.

There is a high pile of official documents to be processed, and it seems that there will be no time when it will decrease...

He always seems to have things he can't finish.

The son died in battle again, and the eldest grandson died in battle again.

None of this made his back bend even one bit.

He just worked quietly, just like he had for many years in the past.

I wrote vigorously for a while, then suddenly thought of something and paused for a moment.

"Give Lu Shuanghe a message."

"If he can't manage his own people, then he doesn't need to."

After saying this sentence casually, he lowered his head and started writing again.

There was no voice response from the room.

But the will of Duke Huai of Chu will undoubtedly be implemented in Chu State... and even in the entire southern region.

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There is a mountain in the territory of Yue State. The mountain is nameless.

There is an academy on the mountain, but the academy is also nameless.

However, because the most famous ministers and high-ranking officials of the Yue Kingdom lived here in seclusion, it was widely known to the high-level people of the Yue Kingdom.

People at that time might say: Yinxiang Peak.

However, the mountain gate is closed all year round, and the mountain trails are rarely used.

This place does not accept visitors.

It has been quiet for many years, with only the bright moon and mountain breeze.

Ge Fei, who was wearing a high-gown Confucian uniform, was walking on the mountain road. His unattractive face was as rugged as the mountain road.

In fact, leather flies are not born ugly. They were just raised as bugs when they were young, and were stung by poisonous insects, which completely changed their appearance. Although the poison is gone, the appearance has changed. The current appearance is the result of raising them for many years.

But with his family background and strength, he won't be bothered by his appearance.

Behind him were two Tenglong Realm guards...

When it comes to being a guard, the word slave is probably more appropriate. After all, the cultivation level of Tenglong Realm really cannot protect him Ge Fei.

One holds the harp, the other holds the sword.

It is a kind of pomp to follow him respectfully.

The harp is excellent, and the sword is also excellent.

The failure of Shanhaijing did not cause Ge Fei's status to decline.

No one in Ge's generation can compete with him.

Looking at the entire Yue Kingdom, there is only one Bai Yuxia among the younger generation, who can be called a genius, and can compare with him. Going back a hundred years and even now, only Gao Zheng when he was young could be said to be better than him.

After all, the pond in the Yue Kingdom is too shallow to raise dragons. He, Ge Fei, a genius who is not weak even in the Chu Kingdom, really does not have to worry about his peers in the Yue Kingdom.

However, the struggle is never divided by age. The pressure he has to face is sometimes the pressure of the entire revolution.

At such a time, he climbed up the steps, facing the mountain breeze, his Confucian robes were rolled up, his steps were leisurely, and his attitude was calm.

Everyone knows that he is a disciple who retired and became a high-ranking minister.

It's been a few days since I returned to China, and this is the first time I've come to see the teacher... It would be outrageous not to come again.

Ge Fei is not a shameful person, so he came.

"Son."

The guard holding the sword chased forward a few steps, holding a white thousand-mile speaking box in his hand, and said respectfully: "There is news from down the mountain that Yi Shengfeng from the South Dou Palace is coming to visit you."

Ge Fei flicked his sleeves and said, "No."

The guard immediately sent a message: "Young Master said I can't see you!"

It only took a while.

A panicked voice sounded from the voice box thousands of miles away: "He broke into the mountain!"

"Is this man sick?" Ge Fei frowned and waved his hand: "I went and stopped him, but they said I wasn't there! There were people who came to visit and barged in. Who is this!?"

The guards holding the sword and the piano looked at each other and were about to turn around.

There is a sound that pierces the space and travels from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside at high speed

"Why doesn't the famous Ge family's Fei dare to see me, Yi Shengfeng?"

The sound was like the sound of gold and iron, with a compelling and sharp sound.

Dare to forcefully break into the Yinxiang Peak and suppress the direct descendants of the Ge family on the territory of Yue Kingdom. This in itself is a kind of sharpness that can hurt people.

The sound has arrived, and the people chasing the sound are approaching.

Seeing it is inevitable.

Ge Fei stopped, narrowed his eyes, and looked back.

But I saw a long mountain road, winding into the distance. On the rugged mountain road, there was a person striding towards me.

Wear a jade crown and wear a long sword.

He has a stern face and sharp eyebrows.

His eyes are like a flat lake.

Endless murderous aura was undercurrent at the bottom of the lake.

The whole figure looks like a sword that has been hidden in its scabbard for many years but can no longer be hidden!

Ge Fei opened his mouth and scolded him like a member of a noble family: "Are all Nandou Hall full of people who don't understand etiquette? You are..."

This man, who was full of murderous intent and came after the sound, turned into sword light and jumped away without saying a word!

Such a sharp person.

He ran away as soon as he saw Le Fei!

The mountain road was silent for a while, with only the wind blowing on my gown.

Ge Fei was silent for a long while.

Suddenly he laughed softly and said: "Hehehe, leave as soon as you see me."

He looked at the guard next to him: "What's wrong, do I look scary?"

The guard holding the sword only remembered shaking his head, shaking his head desperately.

The guard holding the piano fell into an unspeakable panic: "No...no."

Ge Fei took a few steps casually and walked up to the guard holding the sword. He sighed softly and suddenly pulled out the long sword like lightning flashing through the sky!

The cold glow has dissipated.

Bang bang!

Two bodies fell to the ground.

Ge Fei squatted down, took out the Qianli voice box that the guard holding the sword had put in his arms, pressed it lightly, entered the Dao Yuan, opened the communication circle, and then said to the person on the other side of the voice box:

"Yi Shengfeng forced his way into Yinxiang Peak, disturbed my master Qingxiu, killed my guards, and used my famous assassin to send orders. I want him to be wanted throughout the country."

Having said that, regardless of the response from the other party, he threw away the microphone box in his hand.

While standing up, he cut it off with a sword.

He paused for a moment, the anger in his eyes still seemed to be difficult to relieve, and then used his backhand sword to cut open the harp that was still intact on the ground.

Boom!

The strings are broken and the body is cracked.

Then he casually threw away the sword that had just killed two people.

Clang!

The bloody sword rolled down the mountain road.

Ge Fei bared his teeth.

"It's a bit unlucky."

He looked up at the sky and thought quietly for a while.
To be continued...