CHAPTER 414: CHAPTER 414 FLYING TIGER ARMY

At the quiet city gate, only the sound of Su Chong speaking and the sound of the battle flags flapping in the wind could be heard.

A single stone stirred up a thousand waves.

In the hearts of the officials, a storm surged.

The heir of Duke Chong’s Mansion disappeared when he was only three years old.

Many people had not even seen what he looked like as a child.

But everyone in the court knew that the surname of the Duke Chong’s Mansion was Shangguan?

Becoming the Young Commander of the Flying Tiger Army wasn’t a position just anyone could hold.

The Emperor’s eyes filled with tears.

Tingting!

It’s the elder brother’s son!

Su Chong knelt on the ground.

The Emperor saw the shadow of the Heir of Duke Xian in him.

He quickly helped Su Chong up.

Patted Su Chong on his solid arm, choking up, "Truly worthy of being my elder brother’s son."

Duke Zhen stepped forward and congratulated the Emperor, "After fifteen years, the Flying Tiger Army has returned from the battlefield. Although the Heir of Duke Xian is gone, his son remains, the Flying Tiger Army remains. Regaining such an invincible army is a blessing for both the Emperor and our Daqi."

Someone shouted: Long live the Emperor!

The entire city gate echoed these four words repeatedly.

Gradually replaced by the words "Flying Tiger Army".

A unified and resonant shout.

Heart-stirring.

Amidst the mighty shouts, including Marquis Dongxiang, eleven soldiers stepped forward and knelt.

They were the lucky ones who survived from the previous generation of the Flying Tiger Army.

Out of eight thousand Flying Tiger Army soldiers, only these eleven survived one battle.

Many ministers wiped the corners of their eyes.

The once invincible Flying Tiger Army perished completely, how tragic it was.

Only eleven remained, along with a single flag, hiding their identities for fifteen years, rebuilding the Flying Tiger Army.

This moment will surely be recorded in history.

The civil and military officials and the common people were all joyous and excited to welcome the return of the Flying Tiger Army.

But these did not include Duke Chong.

His face was cold as frost, his eyes seemingly covered by a glacier.

Just the night before, he learned that his nephew might still be alive, and today he was restored to his ancestral home!

And he returned in such a grand and high-profile manner!

The Emperor led the officials out of the city to welcome Duke Zhen, only to end up welcoming him and the Flying Tiger Army!

Duke Chong felt a metallic taste in his throat.

He covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

After a bout of coughing, there was a patch of blood on the handkerchief.

Elder Yong Cheng quickly supported him.

Duke Chong raised his hand to stop him.

Fifteen years ago, his nephew, whom everyone thought had died after falling off a cliff, had returned. For Duke Chong’s Mansion, for him as an uncle, this should be a joyous occasion.

But he was spitting blood; what would the officials think of him, what would the people think of him?

He had to endure.

He had to be happy.

Happier than anyone else.

The eleven members of the Flying Tiger Army knelt on the ground.

The Emperor glanced over them one by one.

After fifteen years, their appearances had changed considerably, and the Emperor could no longer recognize most of them.

There were two the Emperor vaguely remembered as the Hidden Guards of the Heir of Duke Xian.

The Emperor’s gaze lingered the longest on Marquis Dongxiang.

Marquis Dongxiang’s appearance had no trace of resemblance to the past, yet his temperament remained unchanged.

When they first met at Qingyun Mountain, when he slapped the table at him, the Emperor felt a sense of familiarity.

Once before, there was someone who often made him gnash his teeth in anger and slapped the table at him.

But he never dreamed they were the same person.

He was his dear brother!

He wasn’t dead.

He was still alive!

The Emperor quickly went over to help Marquis Dongxiang up.

"Why didn’t you tell me earlier," the Emperor said.

The Emperor put aside his imperial identity, merely questioning as a brother.

"I promised my elder brother to rebuild the Flying Tiger Army," Marquis Dongxiang said.

"Without the return of the Flying Tiger Army, how could I return?"

That battle from back then was still vivid in his mind.

Reflecting on the past, Marquis Dongxiang’s eyes turned red.

Bodies were everywhere, rivers of blood flowed.

He wanted to save everyone, but he couldn’t save anyone.

When the Heir of Duke Xian breathed his last, he held his hand, asking him to live, to rebuild the Flying Tiger Army, and to take care of Tingting.

Eight thousand brothers, the day before, they joked and sparred, insulting one another.

After one night, only cold corpses remained.

To live.

Two simple words, yet at that time, all he wanted was to follow them in death.

As brothers, they promised to live and die together.

Because of the belief in rebuilding the Flying Tiger Army, to take care of the elder brother’s only son, they eleven crawled up from the battlefield.

They hid their identities for fifteen years, all for today.

In the midst of the officials, Marquis Jibei wept with old tears streaming down.

Old Master Shen and Third Master Shen looked at each other.

Marquis Dongxiang was their second brother (second brother)?!

The two couldn’t control themselves and walked over to Marquis Dongxiang.

"Second brother?"

"Second brother."

The two spoke in unison.

Marquis Dongxiang smiled at them.

"Elder brother."

"Third brother."

Marquis Dongxiang turned to Marquis Jibei.

He walked to Marquis Jibei’s side and called him father.

Marquis Jibei smiled and said, "Don’t block the city gate; let’s talk at the celebration banquet."

The Emperor had left the palace sitting on the Imperial Chariot, but now he rode back on horseback.

Xie Jingchen helped Su Jin onto the carriage.

Su Jin looked at him, "Did you know early on that today the Emperor was welcoming the Flying Tiger Army?"

"Yes," Xie Jingchen said.

Although Duke Zhen and Old Master Xie hadn’t said a word.

But Xie Jingchen understood them.

Duke Zhen wouldn’t have stationed himself a hundred miles outside the Capital City for three days for no reason, stopping and not advancing.

He sent someone to report back to the Emperor, saying it wasn’t yet time to return to the Capital.

Xie Jingchen went to the military camp and knew Duke Zhen was waiting for Marquis Dongxiang.

Everyone knew, fifteen years ago, the Flying Tiger Army was completely annihilated.

To return, they must return with great fanfare.

Capturing the King Beimo alive, the Emperor would definitely lead the officials out of the city to greet them.

It was the perfect opportunity for the Flying Tiger Army to return.

Marquis Dongxiang probably didn’t want to steal Duke Zhen and Old Master Xie’s spotlight, so he hadn’t shown his face.

But Duke Zhen had his stubbornness.

If Marquis Dongxiang didn’t show up, he wouldn’t return to the Capital.

Xie Jingchen understood Duke Zhen’s stubbornness, once he decided to do something, he wouldn’t back down.

So at the moment of the Flying Tiger Army’s return, he delivered a hot potato to Duke Chong.

In the past fifteen years, not only did he not support the families of the Flying Tiger Army, but he also allowed thugs to interrogate and beat the families of the Flying Tiger Army to death. Once this was exposed, it would be enough for Duke Chong to drink a bitter potion, not to mention he had received the Emperor’s reward of a thousand acres of fertile land.

The matter of Duke Chong’s Mansion beating the families of the Flying Tiger Army to death, Xie Jingchen also learned about it by coincidence.

When he was investigating a case, he happened to find the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice also investigating.

The Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice is a cousin of the Heir of Marquis Beining, and had shared a few meals with Xie Jingchen.

After chatting a few words, the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice revealed this to Xie Jingchen.

The Ministry of Justice could not afford to provoke Duke Chong, and the case was likely to drag on until it was unresolved.

But the case wasn’t with the Ministry of Justice, and ten to one it would drag on indefinitely.

But it was by chance that he sensed the Flying Tiger Army was about to return, fearing not being able to send Duke Chong a message of his crime of deceiving the Emperor, which is why he hurried back to the Capital.

He was glad everything turned out as he expected.

Now the Flying Tiger Army is back.

Grandfather is also back.

This time Duke Chong will have to deal with the consequences.

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