[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

After returning from a one-day tour outside the palace, Yan Jingbai found that he was even busier. The main reason was that the Jin Dynasty envoys had entered the Song Dynasty a few days ago and were heading for Bianliang.

As for why the Jin people suddenly sent envoys to the Song Dynasty, it sounds good on the surface, it is for the "friendship between the two countries" and "eternal peace", but no one in the world knows the wolf ambition of the Jin people!Only Zhao Huan, the idiot in the past, and the Supreme Emperor who only knew how to write and paint in the deep palace would believe the golden man's rhetoric.

Or perhaps, it's not that they don't know the ambitions of the Jinren, it's just that they are weak in their bones and would rather believe in nonsense that even a three-year-old child would not believe!

Now living in Zhao Huan's shell is Yan Jingbai, of course he will not believe those high-sounding nonsense, and at this critical period, the Jin people will definitely come to Song Dynasty without a purpose.

Counting the days, it is not far from the day when the Jinren went south for the first time. Maybe this time it is to inquire about the news?Or is it to paralyze the eyes and ears of the Song court?

Yan Jingbai frowned, it seemed that his movements were about to speed up.

Although the Jinren's mission came suddenly this time, it was still an opportunity, an opportunity for him to show his prestige and take the initiative!

Well, it won't be too late to talk about the Jinren's matter in two days, anyway, the people haven't arrived yet, and the most troublesome thing for him now is that he, the emperor, is a real loner, and there is no one around him!

Most of the maids and eunuchs serving in Funing Palace are loyal below [-]. He can guess that these people must be the eyeliner inserted by the Supreme Emperor or the women in the harem. His every move will be passed through Their oral communication to their respective masters.

These are nothing, the most important thing is that he has no confidants.Even trying to find someone to secretly contact Gu Xichao is impossible, is there a more useless emperor than him? !

Don't those modern novels and TV dramas say that there will be shadow guards and dark guards around the emperor who are loyal and capable?Why didn't Zhao Huan!

Ming Chengzu had Jin Yiwei by his side, and Qing Shizong had blood drops by his side. In comparison, the Great Song Emperor was really weak!

After Yan Jingbai complained, he finally made up his mind. Since Zhao Huan didn't have a shadow guard by his side, he should form one by himself, and the candidate would be selected from the imperial army.

With a systematic cheat, he is not afraid of misjudging the person, and he does not have to worry about choosing someone with poor ability or low character.

It was only today that he realized what a heaven-defying existence the golden finger given to him by the system that can only issue tasks is!

As an emperor, what is the most important thing?He knows how to employ people!And the system gave him such a function!

For plot characters, it will simply tell you basic information such as their identities, martial arts, titles, etc., while for ordinary people, as long as he wants to know, the system will label them, wisdom, martial arts, integrity, ambition and faithfulness.Starting from scratch, capped at [-].

As an emperor, is there any gold finger that is more against the sky? !

For the first time since becoming Zhao Huan, Yan Jingbai laughed out loud without any haze, making Fu Quan'er, who was guarding the door, think that the officials had picked up a gold ingot.

It took Yan Jingbai an afternoon to select [-] people with high loyalty. To train shadow guards, the most important thing is loyalty, loyalty to him, the emperor. As for martial arts, he thought, maybe cold-blooded is a Nice coach.

So, someone who had just given the other party a day off couldn't wait any longer, and immediately called Lai Fuquan'er to let him enter the palace in cold blood.Time is life!As for the original plan to find a reason to return Leng Xue to Zhuge Zheng, I was completely thrown out of the sky by him. Poor Leng Xue, who had just returned to the mansion for less than a day, was called back by an imperial decree. He was dissatisfied with the emperor, and sent him to the palace himself, and told him to be patient all the way, and he would find a way to let the officials release him as soon as possible!

In fact, Leng Xue really wanted to tell him that the palace is good, the official family is very good!But the words that were about to come out twirled on the tip of his tongue and he swallowed them back. He didn't know why he suddenly couldn't say anything!

When he returned to the palace and saw that innocent and refined man again, he felt a slight joy in his heart, and even the chill on his face subsided by seven or eight points, becoming slightly softer.

And the man seemed very happy to see him, and pulled him out of the palace gate.

Fu Quan'er followed closely behind the emperor, her small eyes glanced at the hands they were holding together from time to time, her eyes were tangled for a second.

Yan Jingbai didn't have eyes behind his back, so of course he didn't know the expression on Fu Quan'er's face, and he didn't notice the cold-blooded red ears. His current thoughts are all on the bodyguard he single-handedly selected.

He believed that under the guidance of the cold-blooded master, the force of these people would definitely increase significantly. At that time, this army that only had 200 people but was loyal to only one person would be a trump card in his hand!

For this team, he deliberately set aside a secluded palace in the palace as a place for them to train and rest.

When Yan Jingbai arrived in cold blood, the team had already stood in the center of the hall with a small team of ten people, a squadron of 50 people, and a large team of a hundred people. Standing javelin!

Pointing at this group of people, he smiled and said to Leng Xue: "How about these people?"

Scanning around in cold blood, his green eyes flickered slightly, "He is an elite teacher!"

"Hahaha!" Yan Jingbai laughed loudly and said, "You can't talk about an elite teacher. He has never been on the battlefield, has never seen blood, and even his skills are far behind, but he looks more energetic than others."

Cold-blooded pursed his lips and said, "A person's spirit is the most important thing!"

Yan Jingbai narrowed his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Since that's the case, can I ask Young Master Leng for a favor?"

A hint of doubt flashed in the green eyes, Leng Xue remained expressionless, and just said lightly, "Please tell me, the official."

Yan Jingbai turned his head, looked down at the group of soldiers he had selected one by one, and said word by word: "Train them, train them into real elites!"

Cold-blooded frowns, rare to say: "But I'm just a headhunter, I can investigate cases and kill people, but I can't train the army."

Yan Jingbai waved his hand and said with a smile: "You can! Only you can do this!" At this point, he suddenly raised his hand, touched the green eyes of the other party, and continued: "You are a wolf! A wolf! Vicious and arrogant wolf! What you have to do is to train these people to be like wolves like you! I don’t need a regular army that pays attention to military discipline and law, what I want is a group of real tiger and wolf teachers!”

The sun is shining.

On the hillside covered with flowers, a group of people in different clothes reined in their horses and stood on the top of the hill, looking at the huge and prosperous city under the golden sunlight from a distance.

"Is that Bianliang? Bianliang, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty?!" A young man headed by said shocked and obsessed.

Standing beside him on a horse was a middle-aged man with a strong build and deep eyebrows. A pair of slightly brown eyes flickered from time to time, showing that this man was by no means an ordinary person.

He played with the horsewhip in his hand, took a last look at the distant city, and then patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, it won't be long before our iron hoofs will set foot on this city, and everything here will belong to you." Golden man."

Hearing this, greed and ambition appeared on the young man's handsome face, he nodded, "I swear, that day will never come too late!" After speaking, he kicked the horse's belly and rushed down the hill first.

"Boom!" Horseshoes burst out, the small hill trembled, and the bright flowers that had just bloomed were instantly crushed into mud...