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

Chapter 171: Trouble at the Marquis' Mansion
Miaoyu was confused, "What is the secret of swordsmanship?"

"Your realm is not high enough."

He smiled and explained: "Only when you practice the sword art to the point of deep penetration can it be manifested. This state has already transcended and returned to the original state."

"don't know."

She shook her head.

In another courtyard.

Xie Xuanli dismissed the servants in Xilianghou's mansion, and he and the one-armed old man were the only ones left in the room.

"how?"

The Zhenbei Marquis asked solemnly, "How sure are you?"

"Ten percent."

The one-armed old man pinched his nose, looking nonchalant.

"real or fake."

Xie Xuanli hesitated.

The one-armed old man glared and said unhappily, "Are you doubting my judgment?"

"Are you really sure you can beat him?"

"Cough cough."

The one-armed old man shook his head: "You are wrong, he is 100% sure to beat me."

After pinching his nostrils, the old sword god started pinching his ears.

Xie Xuanli: …

"That's impossible. You don't even have a 10% chance of winning."

"No."

The old man shrugged: "If I don't enter the land of immortals, I am no match for him."

Then he thought for a moment and said, "Even if we enter the immortal realm on land, we will probably only be able to share the same glory."

"That's difficult."

Xie Xuanli leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and fiddled with the ring in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Snapped."

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, and the Marquis of Zhenbei opened his eyes.

Then he heard the scolding from his beloved son.

"Blind thing."

In the lobby.

The prince's face was gloomy. He slapped the maid in front of him on the face. The latter's originally fair face was immediately covered with a bright red palm print.

Teacup fragments mixed with tea splashed on the ground.

"Is this how Xiao Han taught you to serve the master?"

He cursed loudly.

Pan Fengchong came over by chance, and with his big hand like a palm-leaf fan, he grabbed the neck of the frightened maid.

The maid was lifted up with her arm raised. Facing Pan Feng's fierce eyes, her delicate body trembled.

"The prince is worth a lot of money, and you, a lowly servant, dare to do this to me."

"If you hurt the prince, I will skin you alive and remove your tendons as a reward."

After saying that, he swung his right hand and slapped the maid a few times, and her face was no longer recognizable.

The other servants in the palace all looked pale, lowered their heads, and dared not even breathe.

"Snapped."

He beat the servant in his hand until she passed out, then Pan Feng threw her out of the hall and smashed her on the blue bricks.

"Go tell your Lord to replace him with a group of more sensible servants."

The prince spoke.

"Get out of here now."

Pan Feng was like an angry tiger. With his loud shout, the servants in the garden ran away as if they were running for their lives, carrying the unconscious maid and leaving the yard.

Old Yang on the side seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he just sighed, shook his head, and still said nothing.

"Never mind him."

Inside the room, the one-armed old man spoke, his tone somewhat dissatisfied.

"No matter how much I say to him, he may not listen."

Xie Xuanli rubbed his brows, "After a little suffering at Xiao Han's hands, you will learn to restrain yourself."

Some time.

The slaves in the yard and the perverted and unconscious maid came to Xiao Han's courtyard and cried.

"what happened?"

He frowned.

"My Lord, you have to do us justice."

The slaves cried.

"Who hit me?" Xiao Han narrowed his eyes.

"The son of the Marquis of Zhenbei."

The leading servant wiped her tears and told the whole story.

"The prince asked for tea, and Sister Lan'er brought it. I saw it clearly, the tea was not spilled at all, it was the prince who reached out and knocked it over, and then slapped Sister Lan'er in the face."

"Then the ferocious fat man next to her grabbed Lan'er's neck, lifted her up, and slapped her several times."

"Please, sir, make the decision for us."

Dozens of slaves were unwilling to get up.

Most of these slaves were selected from the families of the original 800 veterans.

Although he worked in the mansion, he was a free man and had never made any major mistakes when traveling abroad over the years.

Even Xiao Han himself rarely beat or scolded anyone.

As a result, the little bastard started to cause trouble as soon as he arrived.

Xiao Han's face was gloomy, and he waved his hand: "Take Lan'er away and treat her well."

"You all go down too."

He waved his hand: "I will give you an explanation about this matter."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis."

The servants stood up.

"I'll go."

At this time, Qingyao came over and said, "If we let him continue to make trouble, it will damage the reputation of the Marquis."

"He is not afraid of losing face, so why would I be afraid?"

Xiao Han snorted coldly: "Go and call Hu Luxu."

"promise."

He said to Qingyao, "You stay in the yard."

A moment of effort.

Xiao Han carried Hu Luxu and walked towards the villa where Xie Xuanli stayed.

I ran into a hurried maid.

"My Lord, the prince is urging us to send some obedient servants."

The maid said.

"This kid still wants to make trouble."

He became increasingly unhappy.

"My Lord, I will tear their heads off later."

Hu Luxu spoke in a muffled voice.

Anyone who dares to cause trouble in the Marquis' Mansion will not only slap Xiao Han, the Marquis of Xiliang, in the face, but also the face of all the Xiliang soldiers.

The two of them stepped into the courtyard and saw from a distance the prince sitting on the steps in front of the main hall, looking at them jokingly, with Pan Feng beside him.

Their eyes met, and in an instant, a terrifying murderous aura erupted, covering the entire courtyard, even though the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

But the yard seemed to have entered the coldest time of winter, the temperature dropped sharply, and the grass and trees rustled.

"boom."

The prince only felt as if a thunderclap exploded in his mind, his brain went blank in an instant, his eyes widened, and his body shook uncontrollably.

so horrible.

The huge murderous aura was like a raging sea, and the void seemed to solidify. Even a brave general like Pan Feng couldn't help but take a step back, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"My Lord, calm down."

"Calm down."

The groom, Lao Yang, hurried out, stood in front of the prince, and explained, "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"The prince didn't mean it."

Facing this murderous aura, Lao Yang's scalp went numb, and even the true energy in his body began to circulate uncontrollably, struggling to resist this energy.

With Old Yang standing in front of him, the prince regained most of his composure and swallowed his saliva, but he was now in a difficult situation.

If he bowed his head, how could he, the son of Zhenbei Marquis, keep his dignity?

"Xiliang Hou, please don't mess around."

Pan Feng said with a stiff face: "It's your servants who are ignorant, don't blame us."

"Besides, I was the one who beat him up."

"Don't touch the prince, come at me if you have any tricks."

Xiao Han didn't know whether he was smart or stupid.

He waved his hand, and Hu Luxu came out from behind him, grinning and saying, "Pan Feng, I heard that you are a fierce general of Jizhou."

"Although this general is not ranked high under the Marquis, I will not submit to you, a fat pig."

"I am free today. If you have the guts, come out and let's have a fight."

Huluxu waved his hand and took a giant saber from the guard, exuding a huge murderous aura.

(End of this chapter)