Started as a thatched house and ended up as a female figure

"This...this was all done by Marquis Zhaoping?"

One of Mu Yao's secret guards pointed at the messy corpses on the ground and couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

The eyes of the other secret guards also showed shock to varying degrees.

"Except for Marquis Zhaoping, there will be no one else." The leader of the secret guards' throat was a little dry: "We still underestimated Marquis Zhaoping."

The leader of the secret guards' next words were unanimously agreed upon by several people.

They knew the identities of the bodies.

Prince Jing's secret guard.

He is one of the royal secret guards like them.

Even though their abilities may differ because they follow different masters, the abilities of these people on earth should definitely not be underestimated.

Even if a few of them fought with these people on the ground, they could not guarantee that all of their people could escape unscathed.

However, Marquis Zhaoping, a woman, killed them all alone and only suffered some injuries herself. This was indeed beyond their expectations.

"Look at this, no, this pile of corpses," a secret guard pointed at the horrific corpse on the ground, his tone somewhat doubtful, "Could this person have been hacked into this state by a single blow?"

Several secret guards came forward and carefully observed the wound marks on the body with the light of the tinder.

The more I observed, the more solemn their expressions became.

"Looking at the cross-section of the wound, it was indeed cut like this by a knife."

A chilling cold wind blew past, and the secret guards fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, a secret guard slowly said, "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to chop someone into pieces like this with just one blow."

"I can't do it either."

"Same as above."

……

In the end, only the leader of the secret guards remained silent, and the other six secret guards all looked at the leader.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the leader of the secret guards rolled his eyes, a rare display of emotion. "Don't look at me, I don't have that ability. Not to mention me, I think even the boss would be scared. How much strength would that take?"

After saying that, the leader of the secret guards was stunned.

Yes, how much strength does this require?

Even these grown men who had undergone years of training couldn't chop someone into pieces like this with just one blow, so how did a teenage girl like Marquis Zhaoping do it?

Did Marquis Zhaoping really kill all these people alone?

The leader of the secret guards frowned and began to doubt his previous judgment.

He really couldn't believe that a woman like Marquis Zhaoping could be so... fierce.

"Alright." The leader of the secret guards straightened his expression and said in a deep voice, "Report the situation here truthfully to the master. The master will make the decision. Although Marquis Zhaoping is safe for the time being, we must not let our guard down. No matter what, we must ensure that Marquis Zhaoping returns to the capital safely!"

"Yes!"

……

It's dawn, and today is a rare good day.

The golden sunlight enveloped the people on the road, making them feel warm.

The heavy stone in Cheng Wan's heart fell temporarily, and she finally had the mind to focus on the purpose of the birthday celebration group's visit to Beijing.

Why did the birthday celebration delegation come to Beijing?

To celebrate the emperor's birthday.

Having come so far to celebrate the emperor's birthday, could they do something a little more special?

Instead of just standing in front of the emperor holding some banners, and then kowtowing to the emperor and shouting "Long live the emperor."

What tricks can these people play?

Cheng Wan turned his head and looked back.

We are all ordinary people, so it probably won’t work if the performance is too complicated, and we don’t have that much time to rehearse.

"Jinjin, can you write poetry?"

"Probably so."

Ok? ? ?

Cheng Wan just asked casually and didn't have much hope. Jin Jin's answer gave Cheng Wan a great surprise.

"Jinjin, please help me write a poem. It needs to be powerful, full of auspiciousness, and sound particularly exciting!"

Jin Jin: "...Jin Jin will do his best."

……

"The Northern Dipper shines down its light on the imperial land, and the Southern Mountain offers longevity and auspiciousness to the floating clouds.

The nine-story golden palace opens with the phoenix calendar, and the jade steps rise with dragon tassels for thousands of years.

The iron horses and the frozen rivers have become a thing of the past, the rice and millet are thick on the ridges in the spring breeze.

The waves of the East China Sea are rising, and the auspicious turtle is appearing; the beacons of the border towns are extinguished, and all nations are singing.

The dense pines and cypresses are like amber, and the eight thousand years of age of the Chinese toon tree are bestowed by heaven.

Even if Penglai doesn’t live for five hundred years, the sun, moon and mountains will remain forever!

Blessings to the Holy Lord:

The sun and the moon will shine forever, and the mountains and rivers will never grow old!

May heaven and earth be blessed with spring, and may you live forever!"

During a break on the way, Cheng Wan asked the people to sit in a circle of three or four layers around her, holding up a piece of paper and reading the contents of the paper at the top of her voice.

"The poem I just read is what we are going to recite to the Emperor!"

As soon as Cheng Wan finished speaking, the crowd immediately became noisy.

"Ah? Read to the Emperor? How can we read poetry? We can't even read!"

"That's right, why are we still asked to read poetry? Sir, we really can't do it!"

"Sir, can I not read it? What if I make a mistake in front of the emperor and he wants to kill me?"

……

Cheng Wan gestured for everyone to be quiet.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. I'll divide you into groups. Each group just needs to remember one sentence and the auspicious words at the end!"