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Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-Second The Palace

Chapter 382: The Master's Mansion

As soon as Jin Ling returned to the territory gate, Yang Lisheng came to report that His Highness Shang Ran had been waiting for him. After waiting for three days, he was already very impatient.

"Is there anything important about her?" Jin Ling asked.

"It seems to have brought the emperor's order from His Majesty the King of Shang." Yang Lisheng said with a bitter face, "That is the emperor's order specially issued to you by His Majesty the King of Shang. All of us in Jinyuan follow your instructions and dare not disclose the slightest where you and the musket team are going. Your Highness can't find you, and you haven't been there for a long time, so you are in a hurry to jump."

"Okay, then I'll go see her." He was waiting for the Kobayashi Xian Village Basin to train, and strictly instructed to keep it confidential. He went there for half a month, and it was normal to find him in some important matters.

At this time, the twelve demon wild boars had been sent to two Caoyuanju inns for disposal. The musket team members returned to the territory with only a set of standard equipment. They ordered Xuanyuan Junchen to take the team members back to the guard team for rest, cleaned themselves, changed into clean clothes, and went to the front hall to meet Shang Ran.

Anyone who waits for another person for three days will be impatient. This is even more so for His Royal Highness, who has a straightforward personality.

So, when she was on the verge of going wild and finally saw the Lord appear, an evil fire surged into her heart and came to meet her.

"Your Highness, Princess." Jin Ling greeted her, but what she received was the girl general's cold eyebrows.

He touched his nose awkwardly, not knowing how to continue.

"You are finally back?" Shang Ran said coldly.

"Uh, I don't know if His Highness the Princess is coming, I'm not welcome." Jin Ling said in a tone that makes people want to remove him into eight pieces after hearing it.

"Is there any misfortune?" Shang Ran sneered, "Is there any misfortune, why should I tell the people of Jinyuan to reveal a trace of your movement? What have you done after leaving the territory?"

"I really don't know, don't blame me." Jin Ling said, looking around, lowered his voice, "Have your spy not reported? I went to Xiaolin Xian Village. Anyone with a little heart can find out."

After hearing this, Shang Ran was stunned, she really didn't know.

"Don't you know?" Jin Ling was both angry and funny, "Then, you must not know that I captured twelve demon wild boars from Xiaolin Fairy Village and transported them to the fairyland?"

Shang Ran was both surprised and confused, and he didn't know about this.

"I really don't know what the spies around you are doing for." In this situation, Jin Ling could only shake his head and sigh, and briefly told him about this training trip to Xiaolin Fairy Village.

"Oh, it turns out that you set up a musket team, and this is training them." Shang Ran then understood, "What a big deal, is it necessary to keep it so secret?"

"Your Highness Princess, you don't understand the seriousness of the matter." Jin Ling said helplessly, "Jinyuan has offended many forces in the past two years. If there is no certain defense force, it will be eaten alive by these enemies in the open and secret ways. Therefore, I require strict confidentiality in the training of the Musket Team and not to disclose a trace of it to the outside world. I hope that your Highness Princess, you can also keep the secret and not mention it to anyone else in the world."

"So that's it." Shang Ran roughly understood.

"Looking at your highness's very anxious look, I wonder if your highness has rushed to Jinyuan. Is there any emergency?" Jin Ling asked.

"Father's handwriting, please read it yourself." Shang Ran stuffed a scroll in his hand into his hand.

What is the handwriting that Shang Zhen gave to himself?

With such questions, he opened the scroll. He saw a paragraph written on it, which was indeed Shang Zhen's work. The meaning of the text was probably that Jin Ling had already been clearly defined and was a descendant of the Jin royal family. Since he surrendered to the Shang family, he should become an official and live in his tribe's mansion in Jinhua City. He should not be stranded in Shuangshixian Village for a long time. Considering that Jinyuan has a lot of affairs, Shang Zhen gave him a one-month deadline. After the one-month period is over, Jinyuan must take up his post at Jinhua City Tribe's mansion and stay honestly.

"It means let me live in Jinhua City and live under the surveillance of Shang King and others. Is this what it means?" Jin Ling turned to ask Shang Ran.

The latter did not know how to deal with these problems, and he held his head and said nothing.

"What the meaning in this handwriting is that you have to go to Jinhua City?" Jin Ling asked.

"That's right. You are the only bloodline of the royal family of the Jin clan. The reason is highly respected and treated. What's the use of always keeping you in a small Shuangshixian Village? What's the experience?" Shang Ran said, "Your Majue Mansion in Jinhua City is pure and elegant, and it's time to live there. It's always out of it, and the royal family is difficult to control it, so I'm not happy."

The words "The royal family is difficult to control, so I am not happy" fell into Jin Ling's ears. He finally understood the true intention of Shang Ran and others. It was nothing more than urging himself to return to the Jue Mansion in Jinhua City. Under the eyes of the Shang King, every move was easy to be mastered.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for reminding me that I will go back to the Jinhuacheng Tribe's Mansion.

After sending Shang Ran back to the house, Jin Ling thought about it.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Jin Ling had to pack up his luggage of the Beilu and Guard, and followed Shang Ran's car and guard to embark on a journey north to the Jinhuacheng tribe's Jue Mansion.

After entering the Manjue Mansion, I saw that the royal craftsmen built the dilapidated and gloomy mansion like a garden, pavilions, towers, rockery, strange rocks, small bridges and flowing water, and a small scene.

"As a kind reminder, if nothing happens in the future, try not to go out to avoid misunderstandings and suspicion." Shang Ran said.

"Misunderstanding and suspicion? Whose misunderstandings have occurred, and whoever they have caused suspicion?

"Your identity is too sensitive." Shang Ran said patiently, "The father is afraid that you will leave the city privately, and be deceived by some people with bad intentions."

"Then I have to thank His Majesty the King of Shang for your concern." Under the guidance of the waiter, Jin Ling found his residence. He was arranged to live in a small garden in the heart of the garden, pure and elegant, with all the bedding and utensils.

"The father has one more thing to convey." Shang Ran said.

"You said." Jin Ling asked.

"In the future, the Kingdom will send envoys to the Eternal Night Empire and invite strong people to confirm your body and blood relationship. If you are really a child of the Jin surname, you will be further confirmed. For the Kingdom, due to your clear identity, you will communicate and talk to the messenger face to face, just like what you said." Sun Jiujin said.

"I am a real descendant of the Shang King. Am I amazing?" Jin Ling was displeased.
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