The princess was ordained by Heaven.

The young man, who was called the eldest, was only seventeen or eighteen years old. His peach blossom eyes were as clear as autumn water, and he looked like a spoiled brat: "This is the Emperor's order. Fourth brother, if you are not happy, you can leave."

He spoke casually, but the fourth brother didn't dare to argue with him. He just turned to look at the others and said, "We didn't join the Azure Dragon Guard to play around with a woman. Are you willing to accept that?"

He spurred the crowd on with great enthusiasm.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

When he finished speaking, Zheng Xun and Commander Li entered the courtyard.

"Gentlemen, it's quite lively here," Zheng Xun said with a smile, tilting his head.

She was only ten years old, with a lively double bun hairstyle, the beads on her hair ornaments swaying back and forth. She wore an orange and white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), and her smile was sweet and lovely, but her gaze was deep and her tone of voice was like that of an adult.

"Wang Laosi, kneel down!" Commander Li shouted sternly.

Wang Laosi was unwilling, but a black-clad girl next to him swung her longsword, and the sheathed sword struck the back of his knees, causing him to buckle and fall to his knees.

He glared angrily at the woman in black: "Third brother, what are you doing...?"

Zheng Xun looked at Commander Li: "He's so noisy."

Commander Li deftly dislocated Wang Laosi's jaw.

Zheng Xun looked at the remaining people and said, "Tell us your skills one by one."

"Yes, princess."

The eldest brother cupped his hands in greeting: "Your subject, Wei Yanxing, is good-looking, and he is also quite good at fighting."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind his ear, giving Zheng Xun a flirtatious wink, looking carefree and dashing.

Commander Li was so angry that he almost drew his sword.

Zheng Xun reached out to stop him: "No need."

He's a real character, looks all respectable, but whether he can actually fight is still questionable.

what sound?

Some were alert and stood up immediately; some looked around in confusion; some doubted they were hallucinating and patted their ears...

The reactions were varied and numerous.

Wei Yanxing proudly waved his folding fan: "The princess said I'm a treasure!"

Zheng Xun, oblivious to their reactions, nodded and said, "Let's continue."

A beautiful young woman bowed and cupped her hands in greeting: "Second sister Peng Li, is skilled at..."

Zheng Xun raised his hand, stopping him meaningfully: "You don't need to say anything."

Peng Li was confused and her expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant, but Zheng Xun didn't care about her thoughts.

The man in black who had subdued Wang Laosi looked at the others and said, "Continue."

The woman in black holding the sword spoke succinctly: "Third sister, Lü Mengying, a swordswoman, is capable of fighting."

A nimble and chivalrous woman

The fourth brother knelt beside him, and the fifth brother followed up: "Wang Ergou, the fifth brother, is good at raising horses."

"Raising horses?" Zheng Xun's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the six fingers on his left hand, his expression was somewhat complicated.

Is this the general who assembled a cavalry force and the future leader of the royal army?

Wang Ergou: The princess has high expectations of me!

But Wang Jiajun? He really likes that name.

Hey Hey……

The sixth prince scratched his head and continued, "Your subject, the sixth prince, is fond of literature. Because I have a photographic memory, I am quite good at reading."

Zheng Xun's eyes lit up: "There's something here that needs your help with."

The person who will help Zheng Jin has been found, hasn't he?

"Tomorrow you will come with me to see the Second Princess. She will tell you what you need to do."

This time, she didn't need to urge them; the rest of the people spoke up on their own.

"Seventh Brother, a martial arts practitioner, is agile and has decent lightness skills."

"Old Eight, Qi Wuyu, is the third best fighter in this team."

"Ninth sister, Yu Rong, is skilled in disguise." She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a lively and cheerful appearance, making her very approachable.

"Very well! From this day forward, I will be your master," she said slowly as she spoke in a deep voice. "I don't ask for much. First, you must be useful; second, you must be loyal. If you fail to do so, I will personally end your lives."

Although she was smiling, her tone was very serious.

Apart from Peng Li, who was not well received, everyone else responded respectfully.

"By the way, I'm still young and haven't established my own residence yet. You'll stay with me for the next few days, and you'll continue to live here afterward."

Commander Li replied at the opportune moment: "Princess, rest assured, I will arrange accommodations for them."

"Then thank you very much, Commander Li," Zheng Xun nodded with satisfaction, seeing that her new subordinates did not show any dissatisfaction or objection. "Come with me, Princess."

She never once looked at Wang Laosi.

……

Just as Zheng Xun returned to Princess Jianyang's residence with the Qinglong Guards, a servant informed her that Imperial Censor Jiang and his wife had come to visit. They had not sent a formal invitation beforehand, but had only delivered a gift list.

The long list of items included gold, silver, jewelry, silk, and medicinal herbs—everything imaginable.

Zheng Xun asked the princess's steward to help settle the Qinglong Guards in, while he waited for the guests to come and pay their respects: "Lord Jiang is indeed very wealthy! Even your greeting gift is so generous?"

She jokingly probed with this question.

Madame Chiang was a kind-faced, round-faced woman whose smile was very endearing: "My husband told me after returning from court that the princess resembles my deceased daughter. I know it is inappropriate to compare the princess to a dead person, but I ask that Your Highness understand my husband's and my love for our daughter."

Imperial Censor Jiang sighed softly: "Third Princess, I have a request that I cannot make."

"tell me the story."

"These gifts may not be of much value, but they represent the heartfelt sentiments of my wife and me. I wonder if you would be so kind as to write a eulogy for my daughter? I presume to ask for your permission!"

Zheng Xun would never write a eulogy. Her meager skills would only make her look foolish.

but……

The eyes of Imperial Censor Jiang and his wife were filled with pleading, tears welling up but not falling, making them look very pitiful.

She found it hard to refuse her parents' sincere and heartfelt love.

Moreover, she had only just taken on a few subordinates and was short of money, so it must be said that their gifts were perfectly timed.

She gritted her teeth and did it!

[Forget it, I can learn to write a eulogy even if I can't!]

However, she knew that her memorial text wasn't worth that much, so she thought she would keep a few items and let them take the rest back.

But after she nodded, the couple immediately got up to say goodbye to Yitiaolong without the slightest hesitation.

Zheng Xun tried to get up and catch up, but they were running very fast.

After leaving Princess Jianyang's residence, Imperial Censor Jiang and his wife looked at each other and laughed.

"My lord, I have heard your heart's voice."

Imperial Censor Jiang was overjoyed and told her about Chen Zhi's situation. After finishing, he thanked her emotionally, saying, "Madam, thank you for believing me."

After returning home, Imperial Censor Jiang wanted to tell his wife about Zheng Xun's affair, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He could only solemnly tell his wife that he owed the Third Princess a huge favor.

He couldn't give a specific reason, but Madame Chiang believed him without asking any further questions.

Now, after calming her shock and anger, Madame Chiang looked back at her husband and said, "Because my husband never says anything nonsense to comfort me, I dare to believe him."

Touched, Imperial Censor Jiang took her hand and said, "Madam..."

"Husband..."

Finally, the two walked home hand in hand, chatting and laughing.