Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

"The seniors in the Three Valleys will receive two Sanhuangli each year instead of three, and three Zhenyuandan will be added!"

"Other Xiantian warriors will receive one Sanhuangli and one Zhenyuandan each year!"

"Not only should they be paid salaries, but they should also be given official titles. The officials have been decided. They will be royal worshippers and the same rank. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Yang Zhengshan looked at Emperor Yanping with a smile.

Royal worshippers!

The same rank!

Then all the Xiantian warriors in the world will become the emperor's subjects!

If anyone disobeys the emperor's orders, the emperor can punish him for disrespect!

It's just a title, and it seems that there is no binding force!

But sometimes the title is also very important.

If the title is not right, the words will not flow, and if the words are not flow, things will not go well.

Anyone and any force must have a legitimate reason to act.

Sometimes the binding force of the title is more useful than shackles.

Of course, this does not mean that the title can constrain everyone, but as long as most of the innate warriors recognize this title and accept the binding force brought by the title, it is enough for the court.

Moreover, paying salaries to innate warriors is equivalent to binding innate warriors to the court, making it a community of interests for the court.

Although the benefits they get in this way are far less than eating alone, the problem is that eating alone comes at a price, and this price may cost them their lives.

"This is a good idea!" Zhang Luan first agreed with Yang Zhengshan's proposal.

Emperor Yanping also nodded slightly with a faint smile on his face, "Royal worship, the same rank! I think this is feasible!"

As an emperor, he obviously doesn't care about spiritual fruits and elixirs.

He is not a warrior. Even if he monopolizes Sanhuangli and Xingyuan Fruit, he will never become an innate warrior in this life.

Compared with spiritual fruits and elixirs, he cares more about the power in his hands.

And Yang Zhengshan's proposal is undoubtedly to increase his power.

At that time, as long as he gives an order, all the innate warriors in the world will be at his service.

"Then this matter will be handled by my dear minister, are you willing?" Emperor Yanping looked at Yang Zhengshan with approval.

Yang Zhengshan bowed slightly and said, "I still need the support of a few old seniors!"

To accomplish this, we must use both kindness and force.

There are more than 20 innate warriors in the Darong Jianghu. Even if only a few come at that time, it is not something Yang Zhengshan can handle alone.

"I will go and invite them in person!" Emperor Yanping smiled.

Yang Zhengshan said again, "I still need an army to garrison in Cuixia Valley in the future!"

Emperor Yanping thought for a while, "Let Yaowu Camp and Lianwu Camp garrison there first, and rebuild a new army to garrison in the future!"

Something as important as spiritual plants must be garrisoned by the twelve guards of the imperial army, but now the twelve guards of the imperial army should not be transferred, so the twelve camps of the imperial army can be garrisoned there temporarily.

"I obey your order!" Yang Zhengshan accepted the task.

The reason why he accepted this task was not because he was diligent and wanted to find something to do. Instead, he wanted to see the Xingyuan fruit tree, and it would be best if he could find an opportunity to take two Xingyuan fruits for seed.

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Outside Cuixia Valley.

Wu Zheng came with a team of guards.

This Cuixia Valley is located deep in Wanshanling, but there are roads around it.

There is an official road at the gap on the east side of Cuixia Valley. Although this official road is rugged and difficult to travel, it is one of the important channels connecting Shuntian Prefecture to the south of the Yangtze River.

Cuixia Valley is on the west side of the official road. Standing next to the gap of the official road and looking west, you can see that the valley is full of vegetation and green like a lake. When the evening is full of colorful clouds, the clouds connect the green mountains and forests, which will render this valley with a layer of strange scenery. Therefore, this valley is called Cuixia Valley.

Cuixia Valley is very large, surrounded by more than a dozen mountains connected and intertwined. At a glance, you can't see the end at all, you can only see layers of mountains.

Although this place is called Cuixia Valley, in fact, no one has defined a range for this valley. You can say that this side of the mountain is Cuixia Valley, or that it is still Cuixia Valley after ten mountains.

There are no people living around Cuixia Valley. Except for the passing caravans and passers-by, few people would pass by here before.

But today is obviously different. When Wu Zheng brought people here, he was surprised to find that there were people flashing in the surrounding mountains and forests, and the smoke from cooking was faint, and it was very lively.

The figures in the forest were either in groups of three or five, or alone. At a glance, Wu Zheng saw no less than a hundred people.

You should know that at this time he was just standing at the gap in the valley and did not go deep into the valley.

And just when they were standing here observing, another team of people came.

A dozen warriors wearing green clothes and long swords on their waists galloped over and stopped outside the gap in the valley. One of them was a middle-aged man in his forties who glanced at Wu Zheng and others, and then looked into the valley.

When he saw the figures in the valley, his face instantly became a little ugly.

"Damn it! How come there are so many people?" The man couldn't help but curse.

Then he looked at Wu Zheng and others again and asked, "Which sect are you from?"

Wu Zheng looked at him indifferently, "Tell me your name first!"

"Pei Du of Xilou Sword Sect! Meeting is fate, leave it to friends!" Pei Du tightened the reins in his hands, with a bit of amusement on his square face.

Wu Zheng didn't reject people at a distance, and replied: "Wu Zheng of Jing'an Marquis Mansion!"

He was originally a martial artist, and he had made many friends in Kyoto over the years. He was also respected as Master Wu by many martial artists, and he was also well-known in Shuntian Prefecture.

"Marquis Jing'an Mansion!" Pei Du looked at Wu Zheng and others in surprise.

He had never heard of Wu Zheng's name, but the reputation of Marquis Jing'an was spread all over Dayong.

In the past, Yang Zhengshan was famous for his outstanding military exploits, and after the Battle of Zhengyang Gate in Kyoto, Yang Zhengshan became famous as a congenital warrior.

Martial artists may not pay attention to the generals in the army, but they will never ignore a congenital warrior.

After Pei Du was surprised, he looked at the people behind Wu Zheng, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Wu Zheng brought not many people, only more than 30, but these more than 30 people were all guards of the Yang family, and each of them was a martial artist above the fifth level of the acquired realm.

More importantly, they were filled with a murderous aura, which was different from the martial artists in the martial arts world.

As long as you have a little vision, you can see that they are the elite in the army.

"So you are the soldiers under the command of Marquis Jing'an. I am sorry for being rude!" Pei Du clasped his fists and saluted.

Wu Zheng was not arrogant either, and returned the salute: "Xilou Sword Sect, Wu has also heard of your great name for a long time! Brother Pei!"

"Haha~~" Pei Du dismounted and laughed: "If you don't mind, you can go with me!"

Wu Zheng had a faint smile in his eyes, "You can go together, but it's not easy to find this Xingyuan fruit tree!"

"Ah!" Pei Du was stunned, "Brother Wu doesn't know yet?"

"Know what?" Wu Zheng asked.

"The Xingyuan fruit tree is ten miles away in the valley!" He looked into the valley and pointed his finger: "It should be behind that mountain!"

Wu Zheng was stunned. Behind that mountain?

Is there really a Xingyuan fruit tree?

"How did Brother Pei know?"

"This matter has been spread all over Xiangyuan Prefecture, otherwise I wouldn't come here in person!" Pei Du said indifferently.

Wu Zheng frowned, even the specific location has spread!

He did not doubt that Pei Du would lie to him, because there was no point.

As for why Pei Du told him that there were so many people in Cuixia Valley, he only needed to ask a little bit to know, there was no need to hide it.

"This is serious!" Wu Zheng confirmed again.

Pei Du shrugged, "Although Pei has not seen it with his own eyes, it should not be false!"    Wu Zheng nodded slightly, turned to the guards behind him and said: "You guys go back to Beijing to report to the Marquis!"

"Yes!" The five guards immediately took the order and rode towards Kyoto.

Pei Du looked at the guards who left, his eyes bright.

"Tsk tsk, I heard that Jing'an Marquis had many brave warriors before, and today I see that it is indeed well-deserved!"

Although he could not see the specific cultivation of Wu Zheng and others, he could see that these people were elites who had experienced hundreds of battles.

Wu Zheng ignored him and ordered again: "You go and check it out!"

Then, twenty guards entered the valley, leaving only seven or eight people watching the horses beside the official road.

Pei Du also let the people behind him enter the valley, while he chatted with Wu Zheng in a familiar manner.

The distance of ten miles is not far, but the grass in the valley is overgrown, making it very troublesome to pass through.

The guards went for nearly two hours before returning.

"How is it?" Wu Zheng asked.

"There are indeed Xingyuan fruit trees, but they have been controlled by the Secret Guards!" A guard replied.

"Secret Guards?" Wu Zheng's expression moved slightly, "Do you know who is there?"

The guard shook his head, "There are thousands of Tiqi there. In order to avoid misunderstanding, we did not ask!"

Tiqi is the army of the Secret Guards. The Secret Guards are divided into four divisions, namely the southeast, northwest, and northeast. Each division has a guard Tiqi, and only the governor of each division can mobilize Tiqi.

Since there are thousands of Tiqi here, it must be Yan Bo, the governor of the Zhendong Division.

Wu Zheng looked up at the sky. It was still a while before it got dark. He thought for a moment and said, "You stay here and I'll go over and take a look!"

"I'll go with you, brother Wu!" Pei Du said.

Wu Zheng didn't refuse. He packed up a little and entered the valley.

Once he entered the valley and walked along the dense forest, the deeper Wu Zheng went, the more solemn his face became.

Because there were a lot of warriors hiding in this valley, he could only see hundreds of warriors at the gap before, but after entering the valley, he saw more than a dozen teams.

When he came to the location of the Xingyuan fruit tree, he took a breath of cold air.

Originally, this valley, which was rarely visited by people, had become a vegetable market at this time.

The Xingyuan fruit tree was guarded by the secret guards of the Tiqi. They cleared a piece of open space to set up camp and directly surrounded the Xingyuan fruit tree.

And there were many warriors around, seven or eight people, or twenty or thirty people gathered together.

There were as many as thirty or forty teams scattered here and there!

"Brother Wu, look over there." Pei Du pointed at the dozen people on the hillside and said.

Wu Zheng looked over there, "What's wrong?"

"That's Jing Changyuan, the young master of Lingxiu Villa. This guy is a lunatic. Be careful if you meet him next time!" Pei Du said.

Wu Zheng saw a man in a white shirt standing under a thick tree.

Madman?

Doesn't he look normal?

Of course, you can't judge a person by his appearance, especially for people in the martial arts world. It's best not to judge a person's character by his appearance.

"Over there, the gold and white jade of Jiuhua Island..."

"Shen Nong from the Shen family, I didn't expect this guy to be interested in spiritual fruits. I thought he could only forge iron!"

"Hey, Duan Si Niang from Miaoyu Sect is still so beautiful!"

Pei Du looked at the familiar figures and kept teasing.

Wu Zheng listened on the side and remembered many people in his heart.

He had heard of these sects, but he couldn't recognize many people.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he is not as good as Pei Du, but it can only be said that everyone has his own specialty.

There are also many acquaintances around him, and most of these people are from the powerful families in Kyoto.

So he is familiar with the subordinates of many powerful people in Kyoto, while Pei Du is familiar with the martial arts masters of various sects in the world.

After a simple observation, Wu Zheng also found an open space with his guards to stay temporarily.

……

Inside the Jing'an Marquis Mansion in Kyoto.

Yang Zhengshan received the news sent by Wu Zheng again.

When he learned that there were martial artists from dozens of forces in Cuixia Valley, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

As expected, the greed of warriors for spiritual fruits cannot be underestimated. Even though many people do not know what the effects of Xingyuan Fruit are, it does not prevent them from running to Cuixia Valley to join in the fun.

In Darong, spiritual fruits are very rare. Apart from various legends and rumors, most warriors have never seen spiritual fruits.

Not to mention ordinary warriors, even the eighth and ninth levels of the acquired realm, or even the half-step innate warriors may not have seen spiritual fruits.

At the beginning, a jade dew spiritual peach appeared on the gold list of Shanhe Tower, which made several half-step innate masters unable to resist making a move, which shows how attractive spiritual fruit warriors are.

Now a Xingyuan fruit tree has appeared, which will naturally attract the attention of countless forces.

But in fact, most of these people are just joining in the fun, and it is impossible for them to get a share of the pie.

When it comes to spiritual plants, only innate warriors are qualified to sit on the stage and speak, and others are not even qualified to speak.

In the study, Yang Zhengshan thought about it and asked someone to call Luo Jinsong over.

"Your subordinate greets the Marquis!"

Luo Jinsong came to the study room and saluted Yang Zhengshan with a happy face.

Yang Zheng saw the unconcealed joy on his face and smiled, "You look like you have made a breakthrough?"

"Thanks to the Marquis, I just condensed the innate true qi yesterday!" Luo Jinsong looked at Yang Zhengshan with gratitude.

It's all thanks to Yang Zhengshan!

Since following Yang Zhengshan, his cultivation has been gradually improving.

Yes, it's gradual.

For a martial artist at the ninth level of the acquired realm, it is extremely difficult to improve his cultivation.

Many martial artists at the ninth level of the acquired realm will not improve for more than ten years or even decades.

And gradual progress is very rare for a martial artist at the ninth level of the acquired realm. Although he usually doesn't notice the increase in cultivation, every few months, he will find that his cultivation has improved a lot.

It has been more than four years since Luo Jinsong broke through to the ninth level of the acquired realm. Before following Yang Zhengshan, he felt that he probably wouldn't be able to condense the innate true qi in his lifetime.

But since he followed Yang Zhengshan, his cultivation has improved significantly.

He didn't find it strange at first, but as time went on, he noticed the difference.

He guessed that it was related to the wine and guidance Yang Zhengshan gave him.

This was indeed the case. In the past two years, he drank a lot of spiritual spring water, and Yang Zhengshan also personally guided him, especially in condensing innate true qi. Yang Zhengshan would guide him every once in a while.

In this way, he was able to condense innate true qi yesterday and break through to the half-step innate.