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He arrived at the Gate of Your Residence, where several guards stood, each wearing a Long Sword at their waist. Upon seeing him approach, they greeted, "Good day, sir! We wish you a swift return and great success!"
Qin Feng merely responded with a nod; he knew that this time the situation was dire. However, in the unpredictable nature of life, perhaps he would indeed rise to a higher position.
Afu was by his side, tears welling in her eyes, fully aware of the danger ahead. The golden men were fierce and aggressive.
He looked at Afu and reminded her to take care of herself. If they truly reached Tokyo City, she should run as far away as possible.
The guards nearby were also frightened, sensing that something significant was about to happen.
At that moment, a large carriage drawn by two horses approached, with a Coachman sitting atop it—the same one who had taken him to the palace.
From the opposite direction came another carriage, driven by his family's coachman, Guan Ping. What did he intend to do?
Behind the palace's coachman followed hundreds of Black Warhorses, all part of the palace's Imperial Guard, specifically elite Cavalry known for their speed and offensive capabilities.
Their combat strength was formidable; even the regular Song Dynasty army could not match them. They could travel great distances to escort high officials of the court.
Leading the group was General Wang Xiang. He was not dressed in full armor but wore ordinary civilian clothes that shone with luxury and opulence.
He wore a disdainful expression, clearly feeling disgruntled. This time he was a Peace Envoy but had been made to serve as a deputy—what a joke! Being assigned as a deputy to a Third-Rank Civil Official was absurd.
Following him were Duties of the Imperial Guard Commander Liu Xian and Commanding Officer Zhang Mu. Zhang Mu outranked Liu Xian and was in charge of the Cavalry escort for this mission.
Liu Xian's military uniform resembled that of the Imperial Guard of Five Hundred behind him: he wore a black helmet on his head, black armor on his upper body, and durable red trousers below.
A long curved dagger hung from his waist, weighing several pounds and exuding an imposing presence with a hint of murderous intent. His skills were also remarkable.
The Imperial Guard of Five Hundred behind him stood in disciplined rows, appearing particularly spirited, although some looked a bit listless, perhaps accustomed to idleness.
The commander Zhang Mu wore a different military uniform; he had a black helmet on his head and a black, sturdy armor on his upper body, which was much tougher than the armor of Duties of the Imperial Guard Commander Liu Xian.
After all, his military rank was one level higher. The trousers were also covered in armor, thick and black.
Wearing such military attire was heavy, but it provided better protection against enemies, making it harder to injure vital areas.
Originally, Qin Feng was somewhat puzzled by Guan Ping. Wasn't he supposed to be at the manor? Why was he rushing out with a horse-drawn carriage?
Upon seeing the numerous Imperial Guards behind him, the display was truly impressive! They were escorting him, and it seemed they had forgotten about him.
Wang Xiang glared angrily at Guan Ping, who was just a commoner dressed in tattered clothes. Was he blind? How dare he block his way!
"You filthy carriage driver, are you blind? Can't you see me, General Wang Xiang, standing here with five hundred elite soldiers behind me? You dare to obstruct my path? Are you looking for death?"
Guan Ping had a long face that looked somewhat frightening. Upon hearing the ridicule directed at him, he clenched his large fists tightly, wanting to beat this Corrupt Official senseless.
Looking at his pig-like appearance, it was clear he had scraped off plenty from the common people. Although he looked like a general, he didn't even sit properly on his horse; he was probably useless.
He was here to protect the master who had saved his life; otherwise, he would have starved to death on the streets of Tokyo!
He said, "The coachman Guan Ping comes from the north and knows that there are many bandits who often gather in the mountains to rob people. There are also many Black Markets! They kill for money. I want to accompany the master to ensure his safety."
"Guan Ping, you saved my life when you took me in, so I must repay you. I ask you to take me with you, and I will definitely protect you with my life."
After hearing this, Qin Feng felt a bit scared! He had heard that the late Song Dynasty was chaotic, with bandits and robbers everywhere, and people killing for money. It seemed to be true.
He was also moved by Guan Ping's loyalty. He was just a rough man who understood gratitude and repaying kindness. In such a difficult time, he actually stepped forward; it was clear that raising him had not been in vain.
Wang Xiang, however, burst into laughter. No wonder this guy was so blind; it turned out he was Qin Feng's servant. He really looked like a poor wretch!
"Turns out he's just a dog raised by Qin Bai Lian. No wonder he's so crude and unrefined. If he were an outsider, I would have broken his legs and made him crawl away from me."
With an arrogant attitude, he completely regarded himself as the boss, showing disdain for his own relatives!
Guan Ping gritted his teeth in anger, revealing his yellowed teeth and looking even more ferocious. His fists clenched tightly, making cracking sounds; he really wanted to beat this corrupt official up. It was one thing to mock him, but to insult his master like that was truly despicable!
Qin Feng had already noticed that Guan Ping was not an ordinary rough man; he had great strength and excellent horsemanship.
Now, with all that pent-up anger, this rough man could not stand being mocked. Once he let it out, it would be a violent outburst.
Looking at Guan Ping, he said, "Your loyalty has been noted today. Come with me to the North! I, Qin Feng, promise that if I rise to a high official position in the future, I will not forget you servants; you will all get your share of positions."
Guan Ping smiled and thanked him sincerely. His master was indeed good; he would definitely ensure the master's safety in the chaotic North.
Afu and the guards around them also expressed their gratitude, knowing they would also have opportunities for positions in the future.
Wang Xiang still wore a look of disdain. They were just a bunch of rabble; how could they rise to high positions? They would remain as they were for life! He rode forward slowly, seemingly unwilling to stay with them any longer.
Zhang Mu was also introduced as the main person in charge of this escort mission. He held the rank of Third Grade Official, but he was a Military Official. He urged Qin Sir to quickly get on the carriage, as it was almost time.
Qin Feng had no choice but to board the royal carriage, which was pulled by two horses, and the Coachman's skills were likely superior.
The large group slowly moved forward. Although it was morning and there weren't many people around, the road conditions were complicated, so they proceeded cautiously to avoid injuring anyone.
Afu and several guards knelt down to bid farewell to their master, urging him to return safely, as they were waiting for his official appointment.
He naturally felt reluctant as well. He pulled back the curtain of the carriage and looked toward his residence, and indeed saw the person he wanted to see.
The stunning lady Wang Xiyue had already dressed in a long white gown that flowed down to her legs, paired with white stockings and white shoes. Her complexion was flawless and pale, resembling a woman made of white jade—gentle and delicate.
She appeared dignified and pure, as beautiful as a celestial being descending from the heavens; truly the first beauty.
It seemed that after lying in bed, she realized he had deceived her and felt reluctant to part ways, so she hurried over, running quickly with an enchanting grace.
The fairy in white danced gracefully, but tears streamed down her face.
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