Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 379 The Beginning of the New Century

Fifteen days ago, Wu Xiaohai stood on the city wall of Jinlan City, filled with emotion.

It was here that Zheng Qian fought a great battle with the demon race, and was encountered by Dean Yun, who was leading students on a tour. He was then invited to join the academy.

At that time, Xia Zhen was still working here. Based on his shared combat experience with Zheng Qian, Feng Wuhen and Dean Yun, Xia Zhen was transferred to Anshi City after the establishment of Anshi Kingdom.

Wu Xiaohai was also frustrated. It wasn't wrong of him to cling to Crown Prince Lu Chu, and it wasn't his fault that he stood against Zheng Qian at the Gathering of Heroes. The only mistake was that Lu Chu was too useless and he was too weak.

"It's comfortable to be away from the center of power and wealth, even on the frontier." Wu Xiaohai comforted himself. At the Gathering of Heroes, Zheng Qian gained the friendship of several of the strongest princes, and Feng Feiyang was even granted the title of Duke of Zhenguo. Now, he was even sending several princes to participate in the Dual Absolute Domain Trial.

Zheng Qian's interpersonal skills, in effect, enhanced relations between nations. Now, who would be blind enough to attack Jinlan City?

"To die on the frontier, it doesn't seem like such a bad thing." Wu Xiaohai felt bitter. He really wanted to change his name to Wu Dahai because Zheng Qian had mentioned this name. He wondered if he could return to Guangxiang City if he changed it.

No, it wasn't Guangxiang City, but Anshi City. When Feng Feiyang ascended the throne, he renamed Guangxiang Kingdom to Anshi Kingdom and Guangxiang City to Anshi City.

Feng Feiyang also issued a decree, marking a new beginning for Anshi Kingdom and the start of a new century. The decree was based on Zheng Qian's ideas and included laws and regulations promoting equality for all and universal education.

Wu Xiaohai looked into the distance, feeling like crying.

Anshi City, my hometown, my mother. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I will never be able to go back.

"General Wu."

Just then, a shout came from below Jinlan City. Yang Zhiyuan, Lu Cilin's strategist, raised his head and waved at him.

Yang Zhiyuan and Wu Xiaohai were students in the same year, but Yang Zhiyuan chose to become Lu Cilin's strategist, while Wu Xiaohai chose to pursue an official career and follow the Crown Prince.

The two men chose different paths, but shared the same goal: to support their master in becoming emperor, and then to bestow official titles and ranks upon him.

"Zhiyuan?" Wu Xiaohai looked at the travel-worn Yang Zhiyuan and almost didn't recognize him.

They were both in the same boat, and he had gone to Jinlan City willingly to save his life, but he didn't know why Yang Zhiyuan had fled to the border. Compared to Yang Zhiyuan's escape, Wu Xiaohai felt much better.

I feel better knowing that someone is worse off than me.

Running all the way to the city walls, Wu Xiaohai gave Yang Zhiyuan a bear hug. He was so happy to run into an acquaintance here.

Yang Zhiyuan was bewildered by Wu Xiaohai's behavior. But when he looked at the general's armor that Wu Xiaohai was wearing, he suddenly understood.

Lu Cilin shone brightly at the Heroes' Gathering and became the Crown Prince, so Wu Xiaohai from Lu Yan's faction was exiled to Jinlan City to serve.

Jerry Yang wanted to laugh out loud; his spring had arrived.

"Guess who's locked up behind me?" Yang Zhiyuan asked Wu Xiaohai mysteriously, feeling a sense of triumph.

Wu Xiaohai then noticed that there were six people imprisoned in the carriage behind Yang Zhiyuan.

"they are?"

"Haha, haha..." Yang Zhiyuan laughed happily. After a month of investigation and running at full speed, he finally found Wu Yanguo, and then knocked out Zheng Le's whole family and took them away.

Yang Zhiyuan, who is at the Dragon Shaping Realm, can be said to have been the strongest person all the way, which makes him feel very good.

After laughing for a full minute, Yang Zhiyuan said loudly, "They are Zheng Qian's family."

Wu Xiaohai couldn't believe it and asked again, "What? Zheng Qian's family?"

Yang Zhiyuan smiled smugly: "Yes, he is Zheng Qian's father, Zheng Le, and she is..."

“It’s your father.” Wu Xiaohai said in terror, kicking Yang Zhiyuan in the spine.

"You bastard, I'll beat you to death!" Wu Xiaohai gave Yang Zhiyuan a beating, cursing as he hit him.

"You bastard, do you know Zheng Qian? He's my father, my ancestor."

"Wu..."

"Wu your father Wu, I don't know you."

Wu Xiaohai struck hard; his first kick broke Yang Zhiyuan's spine, rendering Yang Zhiyuan, despite his formidable fighting prowess, unable to exert any of it.

Yang Zhiyuan was stunned. Wasn't it the Second Prince who had gained power?

After beating Yang Zhiyuan half to death, Wu Xiaohai finally realized he needed to save Zheng Le and his group.

Clang! Sparks flew as Wu Xiaohai severed the iron chain with a single stroke and helped Zheng Le and the others down.

"Oh my god, you've worked hard. I am Wu Xiaohai, Brother Zheng Qian's little follower. I will definitely deal with that beast Yang Zhiyuan and hand him over to the Emperor."

Zheng Le and his companions were dumbfounded. Yang Zhiyuan had been mocking Zheng Qian the whole way, saying that the Emperor wanted to kill him, and they were worried that Zheng Qian had committed some heinous crime and they would be dragged along to be executed as well. How come when it came to this general, Zheng Qian suddenly seemed to be doing very well, and the general even had to curry favor with him?

Wu Xiaohai invited Zheng Le and his group into the city, and Zhang Tiezhu asked, "Where is the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort)? When can we see him?"

When Wu Xiaohai saw this big guy, whose tattered clothes revealed a red undergarment, his brain stopped working.

What a effeminate man with such a manly air, ugh...

Wu Xiaohai first had Zheng Le and the other six wash up, then had a nice meal and boasted about it, implying that he wanted Zheng Le and the others to say a few good words for him in front of Zheng Qian.

After talking, Wu Xiaohai also learned the identities of Zheng Le and his six companions: Zheng Qian's parents, elder brother and sister-in-law, younger sister, and followers.

Yang Zhiyuan is indeed capable; he managed to capture the entire Zheng Qian family.

Wu Xiaohai immediately submitted a memorial to Feng Feiyang. He hadn't expected to have the opportunity to submit a memorial so soon after arriving in Jinlan City, especially since it was because of Zheng Qian's family. This was no small matter.

All officials and troops of Jinlan City were mobilized to escort Zheng Le and his six companions out of the city. Wu Xiaohai even dispatched a thousand soldiers to escort Zheng Le and his party, along with cooks and servants.

"I've done everything I could. Now, it's up to fate," Wu Xiaohai sighed as he led the Jinlan City officials back to the city.

Zheng Qian's younger sister, Zheng Qingyi, looked at him strangely and said, "Father, Second Brother is doing very well in Anshi Kingdom."

Zheng Le sighed and said slowly, "It's too early to be happy now. Let's wait until we reach Anshi City and see how things go."

"Hmph, anyway, I believe that wherever the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) goes, he will be the most dazzling genius." Zhang Tiezhu mumbled, full of mysterious confidence in Zheng Qian.

When they were eighty miles away from Anshi City, Zheng Le and his six companions saw a majestic and powerful man sitting on a dragon throne, who happily called out to Zheng Le from afar.

"Haha, this must be Zheng Qian's father, Zheng Le, right? I am the Emperor of Anshi Kingdom, Zheng Qian's uncle. Brother Zheng, you must be tired from your long journey. Let's go home."

Come back home?

Zheng Le and his six companions were even more bewildered. The emperor himself had come to greet them and even said they were going home. Had Zheng Qian bought a house in Anshi City?

Goodness, not bad, doing well.

As they traveled, they discovered that the red carpet stretched for eighty li (approximately 40 kilometers), and Zheng Le and his entourage realized the gravity of the situation. The emperor himself was welcoming them, and an eighty-li red carpet—even a diplomatic king wouldn't receive such treatment!

Feng Feiyang personally recounted Zheng Qian's deeds, leaving Zheng Le and the others stunned.

My son, is he so outstanding?

Upon arriving at the east gate of the palace, Zheng Le and his companions saw the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and the traces of battle all over the ground. The people of the whole city were saying that Zheng Qian had single-handedly fought against the geniuses of fifty countries and single-handedly held off 100,000 Qilin soldiers at the east gate. Zheng Le and his group finally accepted the reality.

Zheng Qian is just that outstanding.

Feng Feiyang, full of vigor and high spirits, took Zheng Le's hand and said, "Brother Zheng, Zheng Qian is the beginning of a new century."