The Wangfu is located on the most prosperous Donglin Street in the east of the city, surrounded by various prosperous restaurants and shops.

The magnificent and luxurious palace is located here, and there are two armored soldiers guarding the entrance.

There was a faint sound of shouting and killing in the backyard of the palace.

Since the guards of the Palace had been training every day a few months ago, the people of Youzhou City in the past have seen it all.

The sound of carriages sounded in the distance, and the motorcade of Li Chengfeng and his party rushed to the gate of the palace.

Xuan Er handed out the documents from the government and businessmen, and the guard at the door took the documents and looked Xuan Er up and down in front of him.

He felt a sense of crisis in Xuan Er, the guard always felt that the man in front of him was not simple.

"Wait here for a while, I'll inform the steward of the palace!" the guard said and walked into the palace.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng and Li Lizhi got out of the carriage.

"Brother Feng'er, is this your palace? It's so beautiful!" Li Lizhi looked up at the carved beams and painted pavilions of the palace.

Glazed tiles and fine wood create a magnificent scene.

There are sporadic wind chimes swaying with the wind at the corners and eaves of the tower, making pleasant sounds.

"Are we going to live here from now on?" Wu Xu who was standing beside Li Lizhi said softly.

Li Chengfeng looked at the longing looks of the two, and nodded slightly.

The White Lotus Sect is about to rebel, and he should stay in Youzhou during this period to prepare for the attack of the Turks and the White Lotus Sect.

Fan Meng also came over and stood next to Li Chengfeng, holding his hand nervously.

Li Chengfeng naturally knew what Fan Meng was nervous about. He was just worried that the difference in their identities would affect their relationship.

His hand patted the back of Fan Meng's hand in the loose robe to signal her to rest assured.

At this time, footsteps sounded in the palace, and a gray-bearded man in a brocade robe came out together with the previous guards.

There was also a man wearing black black iron armor and carrying a musket with a strong sense of disobedience behind them.

The man stared sharply at Xuan Er who was standing at the top.

"The businessman is here, please come in, please come in!" The man dressed as a butler said to Xuan Er with a smile.

Li Chengfeng and his party walked into the palace under the leadership of the steward of the palace and a group of servants.

After a simple settlement, Li Chengfeng found the man dressed as the general again.

"How many people have the Musketeers expanded to?" he asked lightly.

"To the Eighth Prince, the Musketeer Army now has five thousand mature fighters, plus there are about ten thousand people who are training."

"In addition, the Seven Killing Force has reached 300 people, please forgive Greedy Wolf for his ineffectiveness!"

The man knelt down on one knee and said to Li Chengfeng respectfully.

He was originally a warrior from the system, and he was extremely loyal to Li Chengfeng.

He recognized Li Chengfeng at the door just now, but seeing that he didn't intend to reveal his identity immediately, he didn't say much.

Li Chengfeng nodded after listening, and did not continue to ask about the Musketeers.

"What is the conflict between the housekeeper of the palace and the master of the state government?" He looked at the teacup in his hand and said with interest.

Hearing these words, Tanlang, whose face was as calm as usual, showed a trace of resentment.

"The master once came to deliver something and saw our muskets."

"After going back, he reported it to the state government, and the state government where the warrior was born wanted to get some from the Wangfu."

"But the state government didn't dare to ask for it directly, so it could only let his master secretly make things difficult for us." Greedy Wolf said angrily.

If it weren't for Li Chengfeng's identity and his personality, he would have been killed by a villain long ago.

He was summoned and implanted by the system as the king of soldiers. When did he suffer from such anger?

"Yeah! I see." "Go and call the butler, I have something to tell him!" Li Chengfeng nodded and said.

"The eighth prince, what is your identity?" Tanlang looked at Li Chengfeng.

"Tell him!" Li Chengfeng said slowly.

After a while, the housekeeper of the palace came in led by Tan Lang.

After a brief chat with Li Chengfeng, the butler walked out of the room with a happy face.

And Li Chengfeng came to Li Lizhi's room, where Li Lizhi and Wu Xu were playing happily

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The sound of the door opening sounded, and both of them turned their heads to look at Li Chengfeng in a daze.

There was a strange arc on the corner of Li Chengfeng's mouth: "I have something fun to do, do you want to come?"

When Wu Xu and Li Lizhi heard this, they excitedly put down their hands.

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"Brother Feng'er, tell me, who are we going to harm this time!" "That's right! Brother Feng'er, traveling these days is really boring."

They knew Li Chengfeng, every time he wanted to crush someone, he would smile like this.

The girls who had been traveling all night finally encountered something interesting, so naturally they would not miss it.

Li Chengfeng took out the paper fan at his waist, frowned slightly and said, "Let me tell you, it's like this..."

Li Lizhi and Wu Xu listened happily, and the expressions on their faces became more exciting.

While they were happy in their hearts, they also silently mourned for the master of the Youzhou Mansion. Whoever offended them was wrong, and they offended Li Chengfeng, the great devil of the world.

"I think we can add one more..." Li Lizhi added.

The three of them were discussing how to act this time in the room, and some uncontrollable laughter came from the room from time to time.

At the gate of the Wangfu, the master of Youzhou Mansion walked into the Wangfu with high spirits under the leadership of the steward of the Wangfu.

"How embarrassing that you want to give our lord a musket! After all, it belongs to the palace."

The master with a mustache said slowly, but his expression did not have the slightest hint of modesty, and his face was full of joy.

The housekeeper of the palace lowered his head and walked forward ~www.mtlnovel.com~ echoed: "Our prince has admired Youzhou Prefecture for a long time, this is what we should."

In his heart, he was waiting to see the master's joke: "Just wait, you will feel better soon!"

The two walked through the promenade of the palace to the backyard of the palace, and soon the Musketeers in black black armor appeared in front of them.

The man named Tanlang took out a musket from his back and handed it to the butler, "This is the musket you want!"

Seeing the exquisite musket, the master's eyes lit up. He has actually seen the musketeer training and knows the true power of this thing.

It was also because of this that he did not hesitate to offend the housekeeper of the palace, and he also wanted to get a musket to curry favor with the prefect of Youzhou, and maybe there would be a high-ranking official at that time.

As for the Eighth Prince, who is so far away in Chang'an, how could he come back.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, Li Chengfeng and Li Lizhi were watching this scene with great interest on the roof.