Take off the waist card of the captain of the guard!

  Dusk, the setting sun is like blood.

  The majestic and magnificent imperial city, under the high walls, the grand gate is open, inside and outside the gate, at a distance of one meter, stands an Imperial Guard. A team escorted a horse-drawn carriage, which was entering the palace gate with great momentum.

  The team stopped in front of the large square outside the Golden Hall.

  One of the guards in brocade uniform walked up to the carriage, lifted the curtain and bowed slightly.

  The holy monarch stuck his head out of the carriage, glanced around casually, then jumped down from the carriage, and afterwards the imperial prince also got off the carriage.

  He gave Yuzi Chen an inscrutable gaze, and then turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

  The young master turned to the person who lifted the curtain of the horse carriage and said, "Go and summon the commander of the imperial guard to the imperial study!"

  Night.

  The lanterns have been lit.

  The imperial study was brightly lit, with four guards standing at the entrance on either side. The Imperial Guards, in groups of twenty, patrolled past the outside of the imperial residence at regular intervals.

  A pair of feet hastily stepped into the open door of the imperial study.

  Inside the study, Yu Zi Chen stood quietly by the side, while Yu Sheng Jun was deeply engrossed in a pile of memorials on the fragrant desk, his face cold.

  Zhang Xiangyang immediately knelt down in front of the incense table, with one knee on the ground, "Your subordinate pays respects to the master, long live the master!"

  "Get up!" A soft and gentle voice floated past Zhang Xiangyang's ears, while Yu Shengjun's gaze remained on the memorial, his hand holding the brush still showing no intention of putting it down.

  Looking at Yuzi Chen for a moment, Zhang Xiangyang turned to Yu Shengjun again, and a worried expression appeared on his stern face. "Master, is something big happening?"

  His Majesty put down the pen and looked up, his eyes fell on Zhang Xiangyang, a subordinate in his 40s with a slender figure. His magnetic voice maintained its gentleness, "Commander Zhang, do you still remember what the difference is between the Imperial Guards and the Forbidden Troops?"

  Zhang Xiangyang nodded, "The Imperial Guard is a batch of elite troops that protect the imperial city, acting openly. The Inner Palace Guards are a secret weapon that protects the master, acting in secret. The difference lies in the fact that the safety of the imperial city cannot be separated from the Imperial Guard, while the safety of the emperor is the responsibility of the Inner Palace Guards. Although they both take orders from the same master, the difference between the Inner Palace Guards and the Imperial Guard is that the Inner Palace Guards take orders from the master to do things that the Imperial Guard cannot do!"

  "Hmm," the Emperor responded with a hint of satisfaction, but without any praise. A cold glint appeared on his perfect face. "I have two purposes for this incognito trip. First, I want to personally lure out those who oppose me and the Imperial Court. Second, I want to test the abilities of the Imperial Guards. Unfortunately, the secret weapon you trained has failed miserably - three of them were no match for an attack by over a thousand archers and have died in battle!"

  Zhang Xiangyang's back turned cold, and he immediately knelt down. "Master, I have failed to train an unbeatable top-notch internal martial artist. I should die for this failure. I have disappointed your expectations!"

  His Majesty did not explode in anger, nor was there even a hint of fire on his face, which made people feel terrified. He did not punish Zhang Xiangyang, but neither did he let him off the hook. "You are a rare training genius in our Imperial Court, one that all the civil and military officials think will not appear again in the next five hundred years. I have always believed that you can train a batch of elite secret weapons, even if it's just one. A great master once predicted that I would one day obtain an invincible weapon, so I placed all my hopes on you. I'll give you another period of time, and if you still can't find someone who meets my expectations, you will hand over the token of the Imperial Guard Commander to the Deputy Commander!"

  Invisible pressure came, Zhang Xiangyang had no choice but to lower his head even more, "Subordinate obey orders!"