The Mysterious Ming Dynasty: My Embroidered Uniform Guards Use Spear Techniques to Break All Laws

The Chang family enjoyed a warm and happy dinner.

Chang Zhuo and Chang Jian were fighting over the pork knuckle, completely unaware that Lao Si, Chang Shi, was secretly making a lot of braised pork belly without saying a word.

The kid ate almost everything, including crispy pork, meatballs, mustard greens with pork, and braised chicken.

Changjian and Changzhuo finished fighting over the braised pork knuckle only to find that their younger brother had stolen all the best parts. Helpless, they could only each hold a chicken and gnaw on it.

Chang Jian likes Daokou roasted chicken, while Chang Zhuo prefers the chewy Kaifeng bucket chicken. They don't need to argue when it comes to eating chicken.

After eating and drinking their fill, Chang Yuan and Chang Zhuo cleaned up the mess and then went about their own business.

After Changzhu went to play marbles with his friends and Changzhuo went to play games with his sisters, Changyuan knocked on his younger brother Changzhu's door.

He would often ask curiously, "Brother, is there something you need?"

Chang Yuan shook his head and said, "It's not me who's in trouble, it's you. You've been acting strange lately, you keep getting distracted when you're reading..."

What books have you been reading lately?

Changchang stared wide-eyed, "Brother, how did you figure that out?"

Chang Yuan smiled: "Brother, I am a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Although I am not good at investigating cases, I have received relevant training."

"You are my brother, the closest family member in the world. If I couldn't even see a change in you, what kind of Imperial Guard would I be?"

Chang Jin scratched his head in frustration: "Sigh, brother, I did read a new book, and my mind is all jumbled up."

"But I can't figure it out at all right now, and I can't explain it clearly. Can I not talk about it for now?"

Chang Yuan raised an eyebrow and readily agreed, "Okay, it's Lesser Heat now, you must explain it to me before the Beginning of Autumn."

"Don't let it interfere with your entrance exam during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Chang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and solemnly bowed, saying, "Thank you, elder brother!"

Chang Yuan smiled slightly and patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "If you've figured it out in advance, come and talk to me anytime. Don't keep it bottled up inside and think about it all by yourself."

"After all, Confucius once said: 'Learning without thinking is futile; thinking without learning is dangerous.'"

He was often amused and replied, "Yes, big brother, little brother understands."

After that, Chang Yuan had a lot of free time. He set up a recliner in the yard and comfortably relaxed under the shade of a tree.

He often closes the door and continues reading, occasionally tapping his head in frustration.

When Chang Zhuo returned home after playing enough, he found that his younger brother was not back. So he ran out and searched all three streets to catch Chang Zhuo.

First, I gave my younger brother a good beating with a feather duster, then I made him take a bath, and finally I put him on the bamboo bed to sleep.

Looking at the lively home, Chang Yuan's restlessness gradually subsided.

As his cultivation of military strategy progressed rapidly, quickly approaching the transcendent realm, his control over his body began to falter.

The Ming Dynasty's extraordinary cultivation system was complex, but its origins could all be traced back to Taoism. All the orthodox, unorthodox, and evil cultivation practices emphasized the concepts of "nature" and "destiny."

The righteous path is to preserve both life and health, the mainstream of unorthodox paths is slightly biased, while evil cultivators focus on one path to gain power.

Chang Yuan's problem is that the cheat code caused his progress to be too fast, and his life force expanded too much, exceeding the control of his mind and spiritual awareness.

To be precise, it means experiencing emotional instability, such as irritability, restlessness, and impatience.

If the cultivator is a barbarian from beyond the realm, he will usually deliberately induce gluttony and lust, and then indulge in lust, indulging in lust to the point of madness.

By venting their pent-up desires through bestial acts such as killing, robbery, and violence, they gain temporary peace during the "wise man's time."

Therefore, all the cultivators from the barbarian tribes outside the region are evil cultivators.

Chang Yuan, having lived two lives, was deeply influenced by Chinese civilization. His understanding of humanity, when applied to other realms, is the most standard form of divinity.

As a member of a civilized society, he can find solace and process all his negative emotions in a harmonious family life.

Before he knew it, Chang Yuan had fallen asleep in the courtyard, as relaxed as a baby.

The courtyard is cool and pleasant in summer, with large trees providing shade from the dew, making it perfect for a good night's sleep.

Although mosquitoes are annoying, Chang Yuan is not afraid.

One of the signs that he was approaching the extraordinary realm was the formation of a faint outline of protective energy on his body surface.

The saying "not even a feather can be added, and not even a fly can land" does not refer to the skin's perception of airflow, but rather to the body's energy automatically repelling insects, or even directly shattering them.

Being able to sleep soundly in the courtyard and enjoy the coolness of the night is a privilege of the strong.

A quarter before the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), Chang Yuan was awakened by his biological clock.

He washed up silently, and then left home under the stars and moon.

This escort mission was the first time Chang Yuan had been in charge of a task. He had no one to take the blame for him, and he had to rely on himself no matter what happened.

For this purpose, he specially prepared a mask, a ferocious iron mask.

Within the Qianhu Office, he was a well-known figure, Chang Yuan.

Everyone knows he is ruthless and kills without blinking an eye. The first thing they think of when they see him is the lives lost and the red and white brains, and they never think of his face.

Gao Shan, who engaged in usury, didn't die in vain.

Now he's going on a cross-province mission, and he'll be coming into contact with strangers. His face could potentially cause trouble.

Like Lanling Wang, it's easier to cover your face.

Upon arriving at the train station, the members of the elite motorcycle squad had already arrived. Chang Yuan had just finished checking the team's preparations when someone arrived with a wooden crate.

The Imperial Guards who handed over the goods to Chang Yuan were none other than the extraordinary bodyguards of Commander Qianhu.

In addition to the three new rifles in the box, he also brought a private letter from the commander and a treasure box locked with a Luban lock.

Chang Yuan was stunned when he saw the treasure box: "What is this?"

The extraordinary guard replied, "I don't know."

"You just need to hand the box over to the Assistant Magistrate of Nanzhen Prefecture."

Chang Yuan accepted the treasure box: "I understand, I promise to complete the mission!"

Together, they examined the seals and clay seals on the wooden box, the wax seals on the letters, and the lead seal on the treasure box.

After confirming that the goods were accurate and unopened, Chang Yuan readily signed the documents, completing all the procedures for transferring the goods to the Tiji team.

After placing the goods in the carriage and having Gao Su and his team keep an eye on them, Chang Yuan went to the train numbering room.

As soon as he entered the room, someone asked, "Commander Chang, are you leading the escort today?"

Chang Yuan recognized the person in charge of the vehicle registration and politely replied, "Yes, this is my first time escorting a vehicle. Please help me out in the future."

The person in charge of the vehicle registration smiled and said, "You're too kind, aren't you?"

He looked down and flipped through the vehicle registration book, which listed the grouping order of the freight cars, and said, "Your freight car groupings are complete, and the cars will depart immediately."

Chang Yuan thanked him and said, "Okay, I'll treat you to a drink when I get back."

"Very well, I want to drink the Huanhe Jade Liquor!"

"Leave it to me!"

Chang Yuan left the car number room and ran into Han Ye, who was coming out of the restroom. They walked together toward the guarded carriage.

Back on the platform, I saw the train conductor inspecting the supplies along the route. He took them out one by one very carefully, checked them, and after confirming that there were no problems, distributed them to the driver and the imperial guards escorting the train.

Chang Yuan's elite cavalry squad was tasked with escorting valuable goods, and two smaller squads of Imperial Guards were responsible for escorting the carriages.

These imperial guards had to sit on the roof of the carriage and endure the wind. Even in summer, they had to be wrapped up tightly to protect themselves from the wind at night and from the sun during the day.

As the person in charge of the vehicle, the platoon leader introduced Chang Yuan to the two junior officers.

The four exchanged a few polite words, briefly explained the situation, and then went their separate ways.

The steam locomotive, already puffing white smoke, approached and began connecting the carriages.

It's not long before departure.

Chang Yuan did a final check to make sure there were no problems outside the carriage, then jumped inside and closed the steel sliding door.

Once everything was ready, the steam locomotive sounded its whistle and slowly pulled the train out of the Jinyiwei Thousand-Household Office.

After traveling more than ten kilometers, the train turned onto a northbound track at a switch, and its speed increased significantly.

Feeling the increase in speed, everyone relaxed a bit.

After confirming that no one was watching him, Chang Yuan fixed his gaze on the treasure box, knowing what was inside.

Because it contains entries:

【Creation·False】: Shaping spirits and creating destiny, reversing life and prolonging life.