At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 170 The Follower's Old Sword God

"Ah."

He nodded slightly.

About a cup of tea later, two thousand Xiliang cavalrymen escorted the carriage of Zhenbei Marquis Xie Xuanli to the main gate.

The curtain was opened and Xie Xuanli walked out first, with a smile on his old face.

"Xiao Han."

"I have seen you, Lord."

Xiao Han dismounted and saluted.

"The Marquis of Xiliang is so majestic."

At this time, the prince got out of the carriage, looked at him, and said coldly: "Even though he was granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, he didn't even kneel down to salute his master when he saw him."

"Who are you?"

Hu Luxu looked unhappy and shouted, "Why don't you kneel when you see my Lord?"

"I am the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei."

The prince straightened his back.

"heard about it."

Huluxu spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground and said disdainfully: "This general would like to ask you, do you have any official title?"

"But you have military merits."

"What prince? He is nothing but a commoner. My Lord Marquis has a fief of 20,000 households and is a first-rank general. He only kneels before the emperor. How dare you act so presumptuous in front of him?"

Huluxu didn't care what kind of prince the other party was, nor did he care whether Xie Xuanli, the Marquis of Zhenbei, was there or not, as for Pan Feng and the eight hundred cavalrymen of Jizhou.

Huluxu felt that he could kill them all in one encounter with the Tiger and Leopard Battalion.

"Anyone who dares to disrespect my Lord must first ask the sword in my hand whether it will do the job."

After saying that, he gave Pan Feng a very provocative look, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The prince looked extremely ugly. Pan Feng touched his empty right eye and gritted his teeth.

He stared at Xiao Han, but didn't dare to attack.

"It's a sightless thing."

Xiao Han cursed with a dark face, "Go back and get thirty military sticks yourself."

"promise."

Hu Luxu touched his bald head and immediately retreated.

When they met, both sides gave each other a show of force.

"Throughout history, loyal people are the most rare."

Xie Xuanli smiled and shook his head: "Xiao Han, please give me some face and spare me the thirty military sticks."

"Thank you, sir."

Xiao Han glared at Hu Luxu, who immediately clasped his fists and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you, Lord."

"What a brave warrior."

Xie Xuanli looked at Huluxu and praised him, "Follow your master well and make achievements in the future."

"My Lord, please get in the car."

Xiao Han said: "The welcoming banquet has been prepared in the mansion, let's have a good drink together."

While speaking, he directly ignored the prince and Pan Feng.

"My butt hurts after sitting for too long."

Xie Xuanli shook his head: "Let's not take the carriage. If you are not busy, take me for a walk. We can have more food and wine later."

"My Lord, since you have spoken, don't say I am not busy. Even if it is something very important, I have to turn it down."

Xiao Han laughed and led Xie Xuanli into the city side by side.

"Huluxu, take the Marquis's eight hundred cavalry to the camp outside the city and place them there."

"promise."

Huluxu, like an iron tower, walked towards the prince and Pan Feng.

"It was you who shot Pan Feng's eyes blind."

The prince stared at Huluxu.

"it's me."

Hu Luxu grinned, "If he hadn't run so fast, I would have twisted his head off and used it as a chamber pot."

"laugh."

Pan Feng tightly gripped the hilt of the long sword at his waist, the fat on his face was tense and his expression was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out.

"Pan Feng."

The prince spoke.

"Put away the knife."

"promise."

Pan Feng did as he was told.

"I'll chop your head off later."

The prince said lightly, and then walked away. "I'll wait."

Hu Luxu grinned and didn't take the threat from the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei seriously at all.

With a wave of his hand, he led the 800 cavalrymen of Jizhou and the 2,000 cavalrymen of Xiliang to the camp.

Old Yang, who had lost his teeth, followed in his car.

It took Xiao Han and Xie Xuanli more than half an hour to walk from the city gate to the marquis's mansion.

"No way."

The sky was dark and night was falling. Xie Xuanli, the Marquis of Zhenbei, sat down on the steps in front of the mansion, breathing heavily.

"My health is getting worse day by day."

Xie Xuanli sighed, "If it were in the past, I wouldn't even feel tired even if I walked for a whole day and night, let alone an hour."

“People have to accept old age.”

Xiao Han also sat down: "I asked you to take a carriage, but you were not willing to do so."

"How can you see clearly from inside the carriage?"

Xie Xuanli: "In Jizhou, many people are saying that you have made Xiliang prosperous. In addition to attending your wedding, I also want to come and see you, learn from you, and see if I can learn something so that I can benefit the people of Jizhou when I return."

"My Lord, the carriage that the prince is riding in has entered the palace through the back door."

A guard reported.

"understood."

Xiao Han nodded and helped Xie Xuanli up, "My Lord, let's go in too, or we'll get impatient waiting."

"Let's go."

Xie Xuanli followed Xiao Han into the Xiliang Marquis Mansion, crossed the front yard, and first sent Xie Xuanli, the Zhenbei Marquis, to the backyard.

A carriage was heard in the yard. The prince, Pan Feng, Lao Yang and others had arrived.

"This little bastard, he runs so fast."

Xie Xuanli cursed.

"With your old subordinates here, what else do you need me to do?"

The prince curled his lips.

After saying that, he picked up the teacup and started drinking tea.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a hunchbacked one-armed old man walked out.

"Who is this?"

Xiao Han asked knowingly.

"A gentleman who has just come into the house."

Xie Xuanli: "I want to follow you and see how majestic you, the Marquis of Xiliang, are."

Xiao Han did not continue asking questions. Miaoyu came in with a group of servants, about twenty people in total.

There are men and women.

"Master Hou."

She bowed slightly and said, "These are the servants arranged by the young master. If you need anything, just tell them."

"It's been a while since we last met."

Xie Xuanli looked at Miaoyu: "When you followed Xiao Han, you were just a little kid."

"I have been with you for thirteen years."

Miaoyu replied.

"Yu'er, are the wine and food ready?"

Xiao Han asked.

"Ready."

"Wait a while."

Xie Xuanli waved his hand and said, "Give me a break, my old bones."

"promise."

Miaoyu nodded.

The courtyard is extremely spacious, with rockery, flowing water, ponds, bamboo forests, and about twenty to thirty rooms.

The original governor's mansion was not so big, with only a few gardens in total. Xiao Han was too lazy to spend money to tear it down and rebuild it, so he merged some places from the surrounding areas.

After expanding it, it seems much more spacious.

"Xiao Han, go back first. If you get hungry later, I'll have someone notify you."

Xie Xuanli covered his lower back and limped into the hall.

Xiao Han took Miaoyu out of the courtyard and walked on the path paved with bluestone slabs.

"Sir, is that one-armed old man the old sword god from sixty years ago?"

She was curious.

"It should be him."

Xiao Han nodded slightly: "He may not look impressive, but the sword energy in his body is natural. Every move he makes is filled with the mysteries of swordsmanship."

(End of this chapter)