I really became a king.

Chapter 17 Jiang Yi's Greatest Confidence in Watching the Battle

Jiang Yi stood there quietly waiting for the final result. Just as he expected, both sides wanted a quick victory and the winner would be decided soon.

"Mu Xiruo, you killed two of us, the sect will seek revenge on you!"

"Haha, a small sect that is not even considered one of the seven major sects or eight schools dares to speak so arrogantly!" The white-bearded old man sneered.

Mu Xiruo, dressed in a red military uniform, stood in the air and said, "These two people colluded with Fan Muqiu, committed treason, and plotted to murder the prince. They should be executed!" The voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the Prince Duan's Mansion.

Princess Duan Mu Xiruo's group successfully killed Pan Daoan and Li Laodao at the cost of one person being seriously injured, and their bodies fell from the sky.

With the death of these two people, hundreds of figures in Prince Duan's Mansion rushed out from all corners. The white-bearded old man and his men wanted to chase and kill them, but were stopped by Mu Xiruo. Then, he glanced in the direction of Xueyuan intentionally or unintentionally, and turned around and left with a few people.

"Jiang Zhongbao's luck is indeed strong. He can even attract two outsiders to follow him, and even teach them their unique skills after integrating them into martial arts."

"It's a pity that no matter how strong your luck is, it will eventually turn into a handful of dirt!"

Jiang Yi's heart was finally at ease. Now the biggest obstacle and the biggest threat that prevented him from taking charge of Prince Duan's Mansion had disappeared. With the layout he had made in the past few years, there wouldn't be any major obstacles left.

"After I leave, all matters concerning Prince Duan's residence will be decided by the Crown Prince!"

A voice was heard from afar, looming over the Prince Duan's Mansion. Jiang Yi bowed in the air after hearing it. Now he had the righteousness to be in charge of the Prince Duan's Mansion.

At this time, outside the Snow Garden courtyard, there were rows of swordsmen and thousands of guards standing densely, with a dozen of them wearing soft armor, holding their breath and concentrating, as if they were waiting for something, and a murderous atmosphere was stirring.

The sounds of fighting had moved from inside the palace to outside. Jiang Yi did not react at all. He just stood there quietly, one last step away.

A small bird covered in jet-black feathers flew over the battlefield outside the palace, entered Prince Duan's palace like lightning, and finally landed in the hands of a purple-faced eunuch outside the Snow Garden.

The purple-faced eunuch took it, pulled out a rolled-up note, hurried into the Snow Garden, walked in front of Jiang Yi, and knelt on one knee: "Greetings, young prince, Lu Fan has sent a letter."

Jiang Yi said nothing. He took the note, opened it and took a look. A faint smile flashed across his lips. Then he walked out. The purple-faced eunuch behind him stood up and followed closely.

"Meet the Crown Prince!"

When Jiang Yi stepped out of the courtyard and appeared on the steps, thousands of guards knelt on one knee in unison, their voices as thunderous as thunder.

Jiang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the thousands of guards who were bowing and kowtowing in front of him, including the dozen or so lieutenants in the lead, and said softly:

"Before this, some of you came here for elixirs, some for money, some for martial arts books, and some were even forced to come here..."

Thousands of people knelt on one knee and listened with their heads bowed. The silence made the solemn atmosphere at the scene even more awe-inspiring.

"But that's it!"

"From now on, you will be the backbone of Prince Duan's Mansion."

"Wherever I point, that's where your swords will go!" Jiang Yi's voice was low and majestic.

"We are ready to take orders and follow the prince's lead!" Thousands of guards bowed their heads in response.

Jiang Yi looked solemn and murderous, and whispered, "Go, take this prince's order and take over the Douniu Mansion. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!" Thousands of guards, led by a dozen captains, rushed away with excitement in their eyes.

After this night, things will really change in Prince Duan's Mansion, and the master they follow will be in charge of Prince Duan's Mansion!
The Bull Fighting House is the most special place in the Prince Duan's House, because it controls the strongest military force in the Prince Duan's House - the Bull Fighting Guard. This Bull Fighting Iron Cavalry was originally in the hands of Fan Muqiu, like an iron barrel. In the past two years, Jiang Yi, through the hands of Lu Fan and others, has only managed to tear a hole in it. But tonight, the ownership will be completely overturned!

"Duolo!" Jiang Yi didn't call out until thousands of people disappeared around the corner.

"Here!" The purple-faced eunuch behind him knelt on one knee and bowed his head, his voice trembling slightly.

"Fan Muqiu is dead. From now on, you are the chief steward of Prince Duan's Mansion." Jiang Yi said in a low voice without turning around.

"Thank you, Prince, for your cultivation!" Duo Luo kowtowed.

"You go too. Arrest people according to the list in your hand. Kill those who resist!"

"In short, I want to take complete control of Prince Duan's Mansion before dawn!" Jiang Yi said in a cold tone. If he wanted to take full control of Prince Duan's Mansion quickly and completely, he could only do so through violent and bloody means.

Duo Luo left with several eunuchs. Apart from Jiang Yi, there was only an old eunuch left at the scene. He had droopy bags under his eyes and his dry face was covered with wrinkles like tree bark.

"Uncle Fu, is Fuquan ready?" Jiang Yi said.

"Young Prince, Fuquan has arrived and will be there soon." The old eunuch replied.

This seemingly trembling old eunuch was a martial arts master at the pinnacle who was subdued by Jiang Yi with the help of his memories from his previous life. Jiang Yi had no idea how deep his cultivation was, but he was at least at the eighth level, or maybe even more than that.

This is also the reason why Jiang Yi dared to watch the battle here alone tonight, because this Fulong is his personal magic needle to suppress the sea.

Jiang Yi was not very clear about Fu Long's specific origins. He only knew from his memory that he had castrated himself and became a eunuch more than a hundred years ago. He behaved in a low-key manner and had always been a menial eunuch. Later, he was transferred to Prince Duan's Mansion.

Relying on his own great perseverance and relying on the most basic martial arts training to reach his current level, it can be said that he is the "sweeping monk" in Prince Duan's Mansion.

According to the memory of the previous life, Jiang Zhongbao found him two years later and claimed that he had a magic pill that could cure eunuchs, but the person had to serve him for twenty years.

Fulong was tempted because his only blood relative, Fuquan, was a eunuch. Even if his great-grandson was over 60 years old in 20 years, he could still marry and have children and become a complete man.

What Fulong didn't expect was that Jiang Zhongbao actually had a magical pill of this kind that could cure eunuchs. It was found in the pill warehouse, but he had destroyed it because he wanted to study the formula.

Later, Fulong died tragically to protect Jiang Zhongbao due to his loyalty and dedication, but Jiang Zhongbao had no gratitude at all and simply abandoned Fuquan.

Later, Fuquan discovered that he had been deceived. He secretly planned revenge for twenty years. Although he failed and died in the end, he also caused considerable trouble for Jiang Zhongbao.

A person who does not practice martial arts but succeeds in plotting against a powerful prince with his brain is definitely a talent.

Relying on his memories of his previous life, Jiang Yi found Fulong in advance, gave him the magic pill, cured Fuquan, and gained the absolute loyalty of the grandfather and grandson.

"Fuquan pays respect to the Crown Prince!"

A man covered in a black robe came in. Through the robe, one could see that he was in his forties, with a regular appearance. He did not practice martial arts, but his eyes were bright and he exuded the scholarly air of a scholar in his previous life. It was none other than Fuquan.

"Go ahead. Five years from now, I want to see 'Shadow Pigeons' all over the Dali Dynasty."

Yingge is an intelligence agency planned and established by Jiang Yi.

(End of this chapter)