Chapter 175: Discussing the Raising of Troops

How are the preparations for raising troops?

Yang Jun did not go to entangle with Yun Fengyue over those issues, but directly asked her.

At this point, such matters have also reached the time when they need to be dealt with thoroughly.

Prince Zhenbei Xiongzheng is already prepared and can act at any time.

Yun Fengyue spoke in response.

After bringing up the matter, Yun Fengyue's person involuntarily emanated a boundless aura.

This is an innate endowment of imperial authority, an extra-bestowed supreme authority.

On the sixth day of the winter month, the Northern Border will officially raise troops, but if things go wrong!

There will be absolutely no problem; I guarantee it with my own life!

Yang Jun was full of confidence, and this confidence came from his understanding of the original work.

After experiencing all those events, Yang Jun also discovered that perhaps in some details there might be changes, but overall, such major settings will absolutely not change.

As for guaranteeing with one's life, it's because this matter, in essence, is closely tied to his own life and his father's life.

Mistake?

That is absolutely not allowed.

In such matters, any tiny mistake, any small problem, will bring about unimaginable consequences.

Yun Fengyue glanced at Yang Jun again; despite his words, she still felt somewhat surprised.

After all, being able to guarantee with one's life to consider these matters is still quite rare.

Actually, This Palace is only worried that when the time comes, your father's loyalty to Yun Fengyun might lead him to do something else.

You don't need to worry about this; I will handle my father's affairs.

Yun Fengyue said one sentence, and Yang Jun blurted it out immediately.

The relationship between father and Yun Fengyun, these issues, are also things I cannot avoid.

But since we aim to accomplish great things and must handle everything at present, these directions to consider are still necessary.

Then that's good.

Yun Fengyue nodded lightly, reached out her hand, patted Yang Jun's hand, but couldn't help lightly gripping it.

A gentle breeze came, and the fragrance on Yun Fengyue's person spread all around.

Yang Jun, however, remained very composed.

As a man, what one should do is naturally great undertakings.

Soon after, Yang Jun also left, heading for the Prince Pingxi's Mansion.

After walking a stretch, Yang Jun looked around at the surroundings.

After judging whether everything here would be advantageous to him, he walked into an alley and stopped.

This distance, regarding his own safety and dealing with everything else, is still quite simple.

With such consideration, Yang Jun then slowly spoke:

Don't follow anymore, come out.

Yang Jun spoke coldly; actually, on the way there, he had felt someone following him all along.

At the gate of the Elder Princess's Mansion, while talking with the gatekeeper, he became even more certain that someone was behind him.

These people kept following but did not make a move.

It seems these people are merely responsible for monitoring him.

And everything he does, all his actions, are to be reported to the person behind who controls everything.

Yang Jun stood in place, and the internal energy in his body gathered.

The person behind him could be friend or foe, ghost or human; still unknown.

In such matters, one must be cautious and on guard.

With Yang Jun's movement, a figure immediately appeared on the wall of the alley.

This person jumped down, a sturdy man.

At the same time, people came over from the left and right sides, as well as from behind.

Yang Jun furrowed his brows; this situation seemed, in that moment, to have become even more unpredictable.

The current situation made Yang Jun feel wary.

It's not fear; being close to the Prince Pingxi's Mansion, he has a strong backing, so he need not worry about other things.

But these four people being so strange made him feel surprised.

Three men and one woman: one dressed as a laborer, one in old farmer attire, one elderly like a fortune-teller.

The last woman, although not as beautiful as the trio of Leng Qingyue, Mo Qingyan, and Lin Qingyue, is still a top-tier beauty.

Qinglong, Zhuque, Baihu, Xuanwu pay respects to Your Highness!

Before the four approached, they all clasped fists and first reported their identities to Yang Jun.

Your Highness truly has keen perception; you immediately discerned the whereabouts of your subordinates.

Your Highness has truly inherited the Old Prince's true teachings; this strength is indeed astonishing.

Long heard that Your Highness concealed your sharpness, taking on the Prince's Mansion's heavy burden; now seeing it, it's indeed not lacking.

Your Highness, what superb skill!

The four all spoke up, addressing Yang Jun.

Hearing the four's words, Yang Jun also came to understand who each person before him was.

Qinglong is the old farmer, Baihu the sturdy man, Zhuque the woman, Xuanwu an old man like a fortune-teller.

Yang Jun's wariness gradually eased, and at the same time he realized these were forces secretly cultivated by his own father.

What is this, four of you?

Yang Jun looked at the four people before him, feeling the powerful energy emanating from them.

Even then, he couldn't help but speak.

"Your Highness, I was summoned by the Old Prince to secretly protect you; from now on I will follow your orders."

Qinglong spoke up to explain, and the other three nodded in agreement.

Yang Jun also let out a breath of relief; it seemed his father had already prepared for these matters.

These four have arrived just in time; I need manpower to carry out my plans.

"You've arrived just in time; I have a matter that I need you to handle for me."

Yang Jun nodded and immediately gave his orders.

Deputy Commandant's Residence.

Zhou Tian, stripped of his General's authority, now focused all his energy on intense training.

He was all too aware of the current situation.

Knowing his own innate talent advantage, he certainly wouldn't waste it.

He only needed to seize the time to improve himself, so that those who still dared to look down on him and show him disrespect would see just how formidable his deterrence was.

Just as Zhou Tian was training intensely, a sudden danger struck.

In an instant, he swiftly opened his eyes.

Immediately, he thrust out both palms.

With a booming sound, powerful force shot toward the darkness on one side.

Zhou Tian's surprise attack was effective; two black-clad figures in the darkness were hit, but they immediately revealed themselves and fled swiftly.

At that moment, Zhou Tian was burning with rage.

He never expected that figures like Yun Fengyun and Yang Ye would threaten and oppress him, but that was to be expected.

But now, even these petty individuals dare to bully him?

"Seek death!"

He muttered a silent curse, and in the midst of that rebuke, Zhou Tian lunged forward, swiftly giving chase.

The appearance of the two black-clad men made Zhou Tian's heart unable to tolerate it.

Everything here now was a source of his anger.