The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Ye Niannu's voice was charming, but to these people it sounded like the King of Hell calling for a roll call.

Wang Long looked down at her and gently stroked her soft hair ornaments.

"Why kill?"

He raised his head, his gaze falling on the three people sprawled on the ground, and sneered.

"Letting them live and watch their families perish step by step is the best punishment."

Li Chongyang shuddered, raised his head, and stared intently at Wang Long.

"You...you are so cruel..."

Wang Long smiled.

"Those who kill will always be killed; blame yourselves for being too weak."

"Tsk tsk~ Ninth rank, no, now it's three trashy first rank~"

Li Chongyang was speechless, collapsed to the ground, and trembled all over.

The other two looked extremely grim.

Murong Yuan stood up from the dragon throne, his expression unchanged, but a hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

He'd wanted to deal with those three old geezers for a long time.

I just never had the chance.

If they hadn't provoked Wang Long, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

After all, when it comes to court intrigues, it's difficult to remain silent without interfering.

"Someone come here."

Murong Yuan shouted excitedly.

"Your subordinate is here!"

A troop of imperial guards rushed in from outside the palace and knelt down to receive orders.

"By imperial decree, the Zhao family of the Duke of Zhenguo, the Li family of the Marquis of Dingyuan, and the Zhou family of the Marquis of Wu'an have colluded with heretics and plotted a rebellion. Their crimes are unforgivable."

Murong Yuan's voice was filled with murderous intent.

"Effective immediately, the entire three families will be executed, along with their nine generations of relatives! Their property will be confiscated, and their residences will be razed to the ground! Anyone involved with these three families will be treated as an accomplice!"

"Your Majesty, we obey!"

The commander of the Imperial Guards clasped his hands in acceptance of the order, turned around, and strode out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Li Chongyang panicked completely, losing his previous arrogance.

Completely engulfed by fear.

"I...I beg Your Majesty...please spare me...please spare me..."

Zhao Qing and Zhou Lan also kowtowed desperately.

"Your Majesty, spare our lives! I'm willing to offer up all my family's wealth, please spare my family!"

Ye Niannu didn't even glance at them, but leaned against Wang Long's chest, playing with the hem of his clothes.

Murong Yuan looked at the three of them, feeling a sense of satisfaction as if he had finally avenged a great grudge.

"Take him away and throw him into the prison. After the three families' property is confiscated, he will be executed along with the other prisoners."

"No--!!"

Li Chongyang let out a desperate roar as he was dragged away by the Imperial Guards.

Zhao Qing and Zhou Lan were utterly devastated, completely losing their spirits.

The cries for mercy gradually faded away and disappeared outside the gates of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The imperial court was deathly silent.

Everyone knelt on the ground, foreheads pressed to the ground, not daring to breathe.

No one dared to look up at Wang Long.

The destined one to serve the lord, the princess's consort, and the master of a ninth-rank spirit beast.

Any one of these identities is enough to crush a person.

Wang Long occupied all of them.

Those officials who had just been whispering and mocking Wang Long as a "horse slave" now wished they could bite their own tongues off.

The hall was completely silent.

Murong Yuan sat back on the dragon throne, his gaze sweeping across the entire hall.

"Is there anyone else who objects to my bestowed marriage?"

No one answered.

It was so quiet that you could hear the rustling of leaves in the wind outside the hall.

Murong Yuan waited for a moment, feeling quite pleased.

"Since there are no objections, then it's settled."

He looked at Wang Long, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

There was admiration, gratitude, and a hint of something else...jealousy?

"That old bastard not only married my daughter, but also stole my retainers. He's really got a lucky life!"

Who wouldn't admire a remarkable woman like Ye Niannu?

Murong Yuan took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart.

"Wang Long, step forward to receive your appointment."

Wang Long released Ye Niannu, took a few steps forward, and bowed in greeting.

Ye Niannu stood to the side, her smile not reaching her eyes.

She looked at Wang Long with eyes full of love.

Qin Minglan and Murong Qing hugged each other.

They were incredibly excited, wondering what reward Wang Long would receive.

Luo Hanyi's gaze softened; the two had reunited yesterday.

This time, it was Wang Long who took the initiative; he was very gentle…

"Wang Long, I'm at a loss for words to describe your achievements!"

Murong Yuan knew that without Wang Long's intervention yesterday, even with Ye Niannu's support, the situation would have been dire.

The Great Qian Dynasty is about to change hands!

"I have made a decision that goes against the will of my ancestors!"

Wang Long was also excited upon hearing this. Before transmigrating, he was an ordinary office worker.

After transmigrating, he worked as a stable boy for decades, always at the very bottom of society.

"I have decided to bestow upon you the title of 'One-Word Parallel King'."

"He was granted the Nine Bestowments, the authority to command an imperial axe, the privilege of establishing his own office with the same rank as the Three Excellencies, the right to wear a sword and shoes in the palace, the right to enter the court without hastening, the right to be addressed without naming his name, and the right to be escorted by imperial guards upon entering and leaving the palace!"

"Hiss~"

Upon hearing this, Wang Long couldn't help but gasp.

Goodness, this emperor is really generous.

These things combined could be called a "usurpation gift package".

As expected of the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, he truly has vision!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Although excited, Wang Long wasn't as thrilled as he had imagined.

He's just a king among men.

After all, the Great Qian Dynasty is just the tip of the iceberg in this world; his vision extends to much farther places!

There was another commotion in the court, but this time, no one dared to utter a sound.

A king of equal rank, the only king of a different surname in the hundreds of years since the founding of the Great Qian Dynasty!

Murong Yuan waved his hand.

"My dear son-in-law...cough cough...Wang Long..."

Murong Yuan didn't know how to address Wang Long; it just felt a little strange.

He looked at the eunuch beside him.

"deliver an imperial order."

The eunuch hurriedly presented the new imperial edict and read it aloud in a high-spirited manner.

"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Wang Long, whose loyalty and bravery are commendable and who has rendered meritorious service in protecting the country, is hereby granted this special honor!"

"The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion is located on the east street of the imperial city, covering an area of ​​300 mu."

"Five thousand high-grade spirit stones and one hundred bottles of various grade seven pills."

"Five high-grade Earth-rank spiritual artifacts."

"Two hundred thousand taels of gold, a thousand bolts of brocade, and five thousand acres of fertile land."

A series of gifts left everyone present dizzy.

These rewards combined are equivalent to the entire annual revenue of the Great Qian Dynasty's national treasury.

The officials gasped in astonishment, all choosing to remain silent.

Otherwise, they would be the next ones to have their entire family executed.

Many forces in the Great Qian Dynasty have now been secretly eliminated.

Although he has not yet been promoted to Grandmaster, Murong Yuan already holds great power!

Wang Long bowed, his expression calm.

"This old man kowtows to express his gratitude for Your Majesty's great favor."

Murong Yuan nodded in satisfaction and raised his hand.

"Haha, very well, court adjourned!"

"Court adjourned—"

The eunuch's high-pitched voice echoed throughout the hall.

All the officials knelt down.

"Your Majesty, we, your humble servants, respectfully bid you farewell!"

Murong Yuan stood up, glanced at Wang Long with a smile, and walked into the side hall with his hands behind his back.

Although his precious daughter liked that old guy Wang Long.

But Ye Niannu was also Wang Long's woman.

If we round down, Ye Niannu was a relative of the Daqian royal family.

His throne is now even more secure!

Murong Yuan was in an extremely good mood.

I feel like I can eat two more bowls of rice today.

However, there was still one thing that Murong Yuan felt was a bit of a pity.

The once-in-a-century struggle for supremacy among dynasties is about to begin, and the Great Qian Dynasty has one spot.

The emperor thought Wang Long was the most suitable candidate, and he had mentioned him to Wang Long.

Wang Long decisively rejected him; all he wanted was to stay home with his wife and children.

Let's train together and get stronger together!

Murong Yuan sighed silently. He hadn't found a new candidate yet, so he could only let things take their course.

The officials rose one after another and dispersed in twos and threes.

All eyes were on Wang Long, filled with awe, envy, and a desire to curry favor...

Wang Long stood there with a smile, exchanging pleasantries with some officials who were trying to curry favor with him.

Qin Minglan rushed over, grabbed Wang Long's arm, and excitedly shouted and jumped!

"Old man! You're amazing! A peerless king, even more powerful than my sister-in-law's first-rank imperial consort!"

She was genuinely happy for Wang Long, even happier than if she herself had received the reward.

Luo Hanyi also walked over, a hint of a smile in her eyes.

"Wang Long, congratulations."

Wang Long looked at her and grinned.

"Thanks to the First Madam's guidance."

Murong Qing walked over, her face flushed, her head down, her voice barely audible.

"Old man... I... should now address you... as Your Highness..."

Looking at her shy expression, Wang Long couldn't help but reach out and pat her head.

"Qing'er, please call me Old Man, it sounds better."

Murong Qing's eyes sparkled as she shouted happily.

"Uncle!"

"Hmm~"

Murong Qing playfully took his other arm.

Qin Minglan and Murong Qing flanked Wang Long from the left and right.

Ye Niannu stood aside, watching this scene with a smile on her lips.

She didn't approach; she just watched quietly.

Ye Niannu was very confident in herself; as the empress, she didn't need to fight for power.

She only needs to stand there; that's the best position.

Wang Long seemed to sense her gaze, turned his head, and smiled at her.

Ye Niannu blushed slightly and said in a sweet voice.

"My lord, it's time for us to go home."