Jian Changchun frowned and murmured thoughtfully, "Qin Hao?"
Then he sneered.
Although he had never seen Qin Hao in person, Jian Changchun was no stranger to the name. He even remembered it deeply in his mind.
Ever since the Sword Alliance was integrated into Daqin and the Qin family moved to Jinling City, every member of the Sword Alliance was courteous to everyone.
Even the Patriarch of the Qin family, Qin Shilong, and the Sect Master of the Fengli Temple, Chen Canghe, were the first to humble themselves and visit the Patriarch of the Jian family.
Usually, when the disciples of the Qin people met the disciples of the Jian family on the street, they were very humble and did not dare to put on airs as a member of the royal family.
Only this Qin Hao was hiding in Luo River and enjoying his life. He had never appeared and didn't care about the current state of the Great Qin Empire. All the hard and tiring matters were handled by the Jian family.
As the eldest son of the Qin family, Qin Hao had never paid his respects to the Patriarch of the Jian family.
Jian Changchun kept all these things in mind.
Today, Qin Hao had returned.
"Haha, to the Divine Yang Sect to receive him?
What right does he have for me, Jian Changchun, to receive him?
Tell the Council of Elders that I have caught a cold and am not free.
And you … "
Jian Changchun pointed to an officer who looked like a captain in the martial arts field. "Lead eight or ten brothers to the Divine Yang Sect. Since it is an order from the Council of Elders, the Patrol Camp must obey."
Jian Changchun smiled proudly after giving the instructions.
In fact, the Patrol Camp was responsible for the safety of the entire Imperial City. Apart from the City Defense Army, they were the second line of defense and were very important.
Qin Shilong gave such an important position to the Jian family because he trusted them.
Therefore, the Patrol Camp had a large number of people, more than ten thousand.
However, Jian Changjian casually sent eight or ten soldiers to receive Qin Hao. It was a great irony.
"General, I'm afraid this is inappropriate!"
The kneeling messenger was horrified. The general's actions were clearly showing contempt for the imperial authority and looking down on the Qin people.
When the messenger thought of the Great Elder leading all the members of the Elder Council to protect Qin Hao, a chill ran down his spine.
Judging from the behavior of the elders, Qin Hao was not a simple person.
Therefore, the messenger hinted Jian Changchun to be cautious, as he might suffer a great loss this time.
"What do you mean by inappropriate? Qin Hao is just a brat, yet he wants this general to kneel down in front of him.
Was he worthy?
Just do as I say. I will bear all the consequences! "
Jian Changchun waved his hand impatiently. He was too lazy to care about such a disappearance.
Since he was the younger brother of Duke Champion, what was he afraid of?
After all, the Jian family's old ancestor was his father, and the elders had to give him some face.
The fact that he was willing to send ten soldiers from the patrol camp was already giving Qin Hao face.
"Come, come, come, Brother Jiang. Let's go to the tent and have a cup of tea. I have a lot of time. Now, let's talk about your tactics. This little brother has been fascinated by your Luoshui tactics for a long time. I admire it from the bottom of my heart …"
Pa!
Jiang Zhenhua slapped away Jian Changchun's outstretched hand, took out a small booklet from his bosom, and threw it fiercely at Jian Changchun's face. At this moment, his attitude dropped one hundred and eighty degrees. His face was very cold, and his tone was indifferent: "This is the Luoshui Patrol Camp Tactics that I have been fascinated by for a long time.
Today, I will have nothing to do with you, because you are not worthy of being my brother. "
After that, Jiang Zhenhua turned and left.
"Wait!"
Jian Changchun was stunned. He could not understand why the other party's temperament suddenly changed. Could it be that he was possessed?
"Nineteen years of friendship, and you want to break it off just like that. Jiang Zhenhua, how can you say that?
You are really ruthless. Give me a reason, no … "
Jian Changchun was thrown in the face. This was the first time someone humiliated him to his face.
As the second generation of the Sword Union, even if Jiang Zhenhua was one of the four commanders of the Luoshui, Jian Changchun was not easy to bully.
"Reason?"
Jiang Zhenhua turned around, and not only felt funny: "It's very simple. Because the booklet in your hand was actually requested by my cousin.
And my cousin Jiang Zhengxiong, it was requested by Young Master Qin Hao.
The contents of the booklet are only some superficial research of Young Master Qin Hao's tactics.
It's just superficial knowledge. Do you understand now? "
Because Jiang Zhengxiong was very eager to make friends with Qin Hao, he had asked him more than once to enter the barracks to help him train the soldiers.
Qin Hao was really too busy to leave, so he wrote some military strategies and ordered someone to give them to Jiang Zhengxiong.
There were a total of ten such pamphlets.
The contents of each booklet were undoubtedly priceless to the military, and greatly improved the quality of the soldiers.
Jiang Zhengxiong regarded these booklets as his life's treasures.
If Jiang Zhenhua was not his cousin, and had held ten jars for a long time and asked for one of them, he would have been drunk.
If it were someone else, Jiang Zhengxiong would not even let them read a word.
It was ridiculous that Jian Changchun had been fascinated by Luoshui's tactics and military strategies for a long time.
But he did not know that these things were personally written by the First Prince of the Qin people, Qin Hao.
"I'm puzzled. Since your Sword Alliance has raised such a master of military law, why do you still ask me for these superficial tactics?
Young Master Qin Hao is very famous in our Luoshui's military circle. The four commanders of the Imperial City worship him very much. Let's put it this way. Anyone who has seen Young Master Qin Hao in the battle.
Who doesn't worship him as the God of War in the Rising Star Competition?
And you … "
Jiang Zhenhua pointed at Jian Changchun. "You don't know how lucky you are. You're a snob. I regret knowing you for nineteen years. If you don't kneel to His Highness Qin Hao, I will kneel!"
After that, Jiang Zhenhua strode away.
Just as he turned around, tears of excitement flowed out of his eyes.
Only now did he know that Qin Hao was the eldest son of the newly established Daqin Empire.
No wonder he felt that Qin Hao had the power of an emperor. When he fought with others in the Rising Star Competition, his unparalleled arrogance was no less than the Great Emperor Luoshui.
Sadly, such a hot-blooded man like Qin Hao was not loved by the soldiers of his empire.
On the contrary, the soldiers of the Luoshui Empire all regarded Qin Hao as the God of War.
"Lord General!"
All of a sudden, the soldiers of the patrol camp were anxious.
"The Art of War that I have admired for a long time was actually written by Qin Hao himself?
And, is it just some superficial knowledge? "
At this moment, Jian Changchun was absent-minded for a long time, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
He just saw deep ridicule in Jiang Zhenhua's eyes.
Suddenly, he roared, "Everyone in the patrol camp, gather at the Divine Yang Sect, and respectfully welcome our First Prince Qin Hao back to the Imperial Palace."
Since even Jiang Zhenhua admired Qin Hao so much, Jian Changchun must go and take a look.
… …
At the same time!
At the Grand Chancellor's Residence!
Hai Dafu was reviewing the memorials. All memorials had to be presented to the Grand Chancellor's Residence first. After being reviewed by him, they would be sent to the Imperial Palace, where Qin Shilong gave them a final look and stamped them with his seal.
In fact, Qin Shilong was old and incapable of handling state affairs. He was not cut out to be an emperor.
Therefore, Hai Dafu had been working day and night to take care of all the affairs of the country. Gradually, he lost a hundred pounds.
At this moment, he was reviewing the memorials with peace of mind.
Suddenly, a duck's howl rushed into the study like a huge wave.
"Respectfully welcome our emperor, the First Prince of the Qin people, Qin Hao back to the Imperial Palace!"
Clatter … The brush in Hai Dafu's hand fell to the ground, "Young Master is back?
Men, quickly bring me my court uniform! "
… …
Fengli Temple!