Chapter 586: Prominent Figure

They watched from afar, not yet moving forward, when they saw the Northern Border Army, busy with city defense work, send another group; the queue of those signing up instantly grew longer.

Da Wang blinked his clear black-and-white eyes, "An ordinary undercover agent wouldn't notice the problem—watch me!" He wanted to become a prominent figure.

He jumped out; his brother Wei Ke hurried after him, and before leaving he told Wei Shen to go out later and stay away from them.

Qian Da Qian Er came from a farming family with some learning and means—in short, a big landlord. Seeing that they were about to be enthroned, Wei Ke would not let Da Wang go out in rags, no matter what. Turning around, he revealed that, which was quite splendid, but it was embarrassing. At that time, Da Wang looked at the ragged Wei Shen and felt envious. Soon it would be autumn, and even Chang'an was sultry; this outfit is so breezy!

At this moment, the landlord brothers dressed much better than the refugee Xiao Zhao; Da Wang wore a clean set of clothes, looking sharp, he stepped out and glanced around the queue, then shouted loudly, "Why are there so many people? Are they handing out boiled eggs?"

Wei Ke: ……

They were recruiting talented individuals, unlike those outside lining up to sign up for work on the expressway; anyone with some ability had a temper, and Da Wang's shout drew unfriendly looks from many.

Seeing that he was a half-grown youth, some withdrew their gaze, while others glared, their eyes full of displeasure.

Who brought someone who hasn't been weaned?

Exactly, anyone who hasn't been weaned can come; the threshold isn't as high as imagined!

Da Wang stood arrogantly with hands on hips, "Aren't we here to judge only by ability? I, young master, have plenty of ability!" He swaggered up to the big man who had first said he wasn't weaned and demanded, "Who said I wasn't weaned? I've been weaned for over ten years!"

Wei Ke: ……

Wei Shen and Ling Yin had already gone to the back of the line; hearing this, they burst out laughing. "How impressive!" he exclaimed, watching the scene with great interest from behind, only regretting that Xie Tu wasn't there. What a pity—if Da Wang were to get beaten soon, that would be interesting; it's a shame not to capture this moment.

That big man's attire was neat, he looked bold and carefree; hearing this, he laughed and shouted at the official in charge of registration up front, "Sir! Someone's causing trouble here—if you don't stop me, I won't be polite!"

Da Wang curled his lips, "An informer—what a waste of such a big guy."

The official in charge of registration didn't come after the big man's shout; the Northern Border Army patrolling the sign‑up point arrived. Yang Jin was a squad leader; today it was his turn to lead the team maintaining order at the Xuanping sign‑up point, and upon hearing that someone was causing trouble, he immediately came over.

When he drew near, he saw Da Wang's pupils contract; he immediately turned his head to observe Da Wang's surroundings, not seeing Young Master Wei, but instead an unusually handsome youth. The Northern Border Army had followed Da Wang for years, and had also marched south from Youzhou all the way here, yet they still recognized him.

So, what's the situation now?

His superior hadn't given him a heads‑up—how was he supposed to handle such a big scene?!

Da Wang had already struck first, saying, "Aren't we supposed to recruit talent without restriction? Why discriminate against the young? General, I want to spar with this person!"

Da Wang had already gotten into role, clearly seeing that Yang Jin was just a low‑level official, yet he pretended not to understand and shouted 'General!' Yang Jin, too, finally realized Da Wang was incognito; he dared not look at Da Wang, but stared straight at the big man who had spoken first, and bluntly rebuked, "Behave yourself—don't act like a child! His Highness said anyone under thirty can come try."

Da Wang gloated, "Just watch—don't just talk, let's spar! If you can beat a child, then talk; if you can't, don't stand in line wasting everyone's time."

Wei Ke finally stepped forward to scold his brother, telling him to behave, and apologized to Yang Jin, saying his brother had been spoiled and didn't understand.

Yang Jin nodded, his face cold as he fixed his gaze on the big man, his eyes full of threat.

The big man seethed with anger, while a dark‑skinned big guy a few places behind him was seriously sizing up Da Wang; after looking at Da Wang, he turned his gaze to Wei Ke without changing expression. The younger one's age fit the requirement, but the older one was clearly a youth, nowhere near seventeen.

He instantly withdrew his gaze; the two looked so alike they were obviously brothers—he must have been imagining things. Besides, how could he just happen to run into them? If the other party really were the King of the Northern Border, they should be lying low, not drawing attention like this. He gave a glance to the person beside him, and they both resumed queuing as if nothing had happened; they must just be an ignorant kid who doesn't know the limits of heaven and earth.

Yang Jin dared not look at Da Wang, turning to Wei Ke and saying, "Don't cause trouble—get in line."

Da Wang wore an unhappy face as his cousin pulled him away, still muttering, "I don't know whether these people really have ability or just pretend; they've made us wait in this long line—how annoying…"

Wei Ke was speechless: "Do you really have to get beaten at the gate today?"

Da Wang: ……

Alright, let's call it a day for now.