Joy of Life: Me, the Second Prince? Summon Yuan Tiangang!

Late at night, all the guests had left.

The bustling mansion returned to silence, leaving only leftover food scraps and the lingering smell of alcohol.

Li Chengze was slightly drunk, but he did not let the maid help him. Instead, he staggered back to his study alone.

Closing the door shuts out everything from the outside world.

He leaned against the door, his eyes instantly becoming incredibly clear, showing no trace of drunkenness.

"system."

[Host: Li Chengze]

Reputation Points: 300,000

【…】

Looking at the soaring reputation points on the panel, Li Chengze nodded in satisfaction.

Originally, after ten consecutive draws, I only had 18 reputation points left. However, after these past few days, coupled with the Emperor's generous reward today, my reputation points have surged by 12, breaking through the 30 mark again!

"Three hundred thousand..."

Li Chengze walked to the desk, tapping his fingers lightly on the surface, his gaze intense. "That's enough."

He took a deep breath and his consciousness sank into the system store.

He could finally get his hands on the item he had been eyeing for so long.

"Exchange for—The Great Snow Dragon Rider Training Method and Accompanying Formation Diagrams!"

[Ding! 200,000 reputation points consumed.]

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully redeemed the "Great Snow Dragon Rider Training Method and Matching Formation Diagram"!]

[Item Description: The Northern Liang Iron Cavalry is unparalleled, and the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry is the best in Northern Liang! This is the world's most advanced heavy cavalry training method, including a complete set of secret manuals covering warhorse breeding, knight selection, heavy armor forging blueprints, and battle formation drills. Once formed, they will be invincible in battle, unstoppable even against millions!]

As the system notification sound faded, a massive flow of information instantly flooded into Li Chengze's mind.

Images of countless cavalry charging, the neighing of warhorses, and that exhilarating, bloodthirsty aura surged in his mind.

After a long while, Li Chengze slowly opened his eyes, a chilling glint flashing in them.

"Great Snow Dragon Rider..."

He murmured to himself, as if he could already see the invincible iron cavalry, clad in white armor, sweeping across the world like an avalanche.

In this world, the Qing Kingdom has its Red-Armored Knights, the Northern Qi Kingdom has its Embroidered Uniform Guards, and the Eastern Yi City has its Sword Pavilion.

But Li Chengze will possess a force capable of crushing all of this—the Great Snow Dragon Riders!

"System, transmit this training method and array diagram to—Yuan Tiangang!"

Li Chengze had an idea and gave the order.

[Ding! Designated transmission initiated... Transmission target: Yuan Tiangang (Northern Qi). Transmission in progress... Transmission complete.]

Having done all this, Li Chengze breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't need to say anything more, nor did he need to give any special instructions. He believed that with Yuan Tiangang's wisdom and ability, he would understand what to do the moment he saw this document.

……

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, in the capital of Northern Qi.

In a hidden underground chamber.

Yuan Tiangang sat cross-legged on a huge Tai Chi diagram, his eyes closed as he regulated his breathing. The flickering candlelight around him cast a long, ghostly shadow of his masked figure.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, and an invisible wave exploded in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, a flood of complex and exquisite information rushed into the depths of his memory.

The neighing of warhorses, the clanging of heavy armor, the mysterious battle formations, the stringent selection criteria...

At this moment, Yuan Tiangang's eyes revealed an unprecedented look of shock.

"This is……"

He slowly stood up, stretching out his withered hand as if grasping something in the void.

"The Great Snow Dragon Riders... Such a terrifying method of training soldiers exists in this world!"

Yuan Tiangang, as the leader of the Bad Guys, had lived for over three hundred years, witnessing the rise and fall of countless dynasties and seeing countless elite armies. But the "Great Snow Dragon Rider Training Method" that had suddenly appeared in his mind was so exquisite and its killing intent so overwhelming that it was simply unheard of!

If this army could truly be trained, even with only three thousand men, it would be enough to break through an army of one hundred thousand!

After the initial shock, Yuan Tiangang quickly calmed down.

He looked up in the direction of Nanqing, a fanatical and awe-inspiring smile curving his lips beneath the mask.

This kind of initiation from nowhere is something that no one else in the world can do except His Highness.

"Your Highness..."

Yuan Tiangang muttered to himself, his voice hoarse but firm, "You didn't say anything, but now that this thing is in my hands, I understand your meaning."

No commands, not even a single word, are needed.

Giving someone a sword manual means they are to practice swordsmanship.

Giving military strategy is to train soldiers.

Since Your Highness has bestowed such a divine object upon him, he will gather the power of the Bad People and the Net to forge the sharpest sword for Your Highness!

"Someone come here!"

Yuan Tiangang gave a low shout.

The door to the dark room opened instantly, and two thugs appeared like ghosts, kneeling on one knee.

"Order Zhao Gao: The Net is to be activated immediately to gather all the fine horses along the border of Northern Qi, no matter the cost in gold and silver!"

"Send word to Tianqiaoxing to gather all skilled craftsmen and secretly forge heavy armor. I will draw up the blueprints later."

"Furthermore..." A cold glint flashed in Yuan Tiangang's eyes, "From the refugees, orphans, and the lowest-ranking assassins of the Luo Wang organization, I will select those with exceptional talent and unwavering will. I will personally train an army."

"An army... capable of tearing a hole in the sky!"

……

Kyoto, the Second Prince's Mansion.

Li Chengze walked to the window and opened it.

The cool night breeze dispelled the lingering smell of alcohol on him.

He gazed at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes reflecting the entire night view of Kyoto, as if through the layers of night he could see the storm brewing a thousand miles away.

"Yuan Tiangang, don't let me down."

A faint smile played on his lips as he casually plucked a leaf from the windowsill, blew on it gently, and the leaf drifted away into the darkness.

The following morning, in the Taiji Hall.

The atmosphere was eerily suffocating.

In the past, although there were disputes in the court, the majority of the court followed the Crown Prince's lead, or some senior officials remained neutral. However, today, the situation has suddenly changed.

When several talented but frustrated young officials, along with several powerful military officers, openly questioned the Crown Prince's decisions during a meeting, everyone realized—the world had changed.

A third force has officially emerged in the imperial court of Daqing.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian stood at the head of all the officials, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

He stared intently at the officials who stepped forward, his hands clenched into fists hidden in his sleeves, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

Emperor Qing, seated high on his dragon throne, looked at the emerging standoff below, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his deep eyes.

It's hard to be a loyal minister, and it's hard to be an only son.

Only when two tigers fight can he, the animal tamer, sit more securely.

……

However, just as tensions were running high in the court over this "new look," the instigator of the storm—the Second Prince Li Chengze—did not attend court at all.

He took leave.

The reason given was perfunctory: I was too tired from yesterday's opening ceremony, and I'm feeling unwell today, so I need to rest.

At this very moment, the Second Prince, who was supposedly "unwell," was standing in front of the mirror in his own residence, arms outstretched, letting the maids adjust his robes.

Today, he did not wear the python robe that symbolized his status as a prince. Instead, he changed into a moon-white brocade robe, with a blue jade belt around his waist and a fine mutton-fat jade pendant hanging from it. His hair was also casually tied up with a hair ribbon. He had less of the royal majesty and more of the dashing demeanor of a noble young master.

"Your Highness, the carriage is ready," the steward said respectfully from outside the door.

"Let's go."

Li Chengze looked at the handsome young man with rosy lips and white teeth in the mirror, raised an eyebrow in satisfaction, and said, "Let's go to the Lin residence and visit my sickly little cousin."