As the saying goes, there are three things a new official needs to do when taking office.
The birth of a new institution also requires three fires.
It is not only to establish one's authority, but also to announce one's existence to the world.
The first fire that started after the establishment of Jinyiwei spread to the world.
Beginning in May of the second year of Hongwu, a piece of news began to spread wildly throughout the world.
The imperial court is going to hold a martial arts conference.
Heroes from all walks of life are invited to Nanjing to participate in the grand event.
Starting from June, Wudang, Shaolin, Sun Moon Sect, Pijiamen, Ivy Villa, Longmen Escort Bureau... all the big forces that can be counted in the world have begun to receive invitations from Jin Yiwei.
The driving post was glittering with golden light, but the handwriting was written with blood mixed with cinnabar. It looked extremely dazzling and dazzling against the golden light.
Duan Yong, the master of the armored sect, looked at this driving notice and felt a fierce murderous intent coming towards him, which made him, a great master of Huajin who had been in the world for decades, unable to help but feel a slight pain in his back. Chill.
"snort!"
"Dad, what does the court mean? It names you and your mother to participate, and writes in human blood. How can this be an invitation? This is clearly a threat!" A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old next to Duan Yong raised her eyebrows. , and slapped the stone table in the hall to pieces.
Duan Yong glanced at the stone table with heartache. He had just spent eight taels of silver to buy it, and it had only been smashed to pieces by this girl a few days ago.
"It's indeed a bit too much!"
Duan Yong stood up with a gloomy face and said, "Go and call your senior brother and the others over."
"Dad, are you going to kill officials and rebel?" Duan Zhenzhen asked excitedly.
"What kind of rebellion!"
"You girl have lived enough, your father and I want to live for two more years!"
Duan Yong looked at his girl with a speechless expression: "I just want to explain everything about the armored gate, and I will take your mother and go south with you tomorrow."
"I have a hunch that our Emperor Zhu is serious this time. The Armored Sect cannot be the leader. Just do whatever he asks, and be honest, otherwise you will definitely suffer disaster."
Duan Zhenzhen: "...!"
Like the Armored Sect, Zen Master Kongzhi of Shaolin and Yang Wudi, the leader of the Sun and Moon Sect, said they would definitely go as soon as they received the invitation to drive.
I packed my bags that day and set off for Nanjing.
As for the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren, who are now 120 years old, and Mao Xiang, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, personally climbed Wudang Mountain and talked in secret for two hours before finally inviting him down the mountain.
This surprised the heroes from all walks of life who were already gearing up to watch the drama of the imperial court's battle with various sects. They were ridiculed, cursed, and disdainful for a while.
Twenty miles outside Nanjing, there is an inn next to the official road.
This is a stronghold of Jinyiwei.
The lobby of the inn was filled with heroes from all walks of life who came from all directions to join in the fun.
"If you ask me, Yang Wudi of the Sun and Moon God Sect is also a bully and afraid of the strong. A few years ago, the Sun and Moon God Sect attacked the Kongtong sect, killing people and killing gang members. Now he withered instantly when he met Zhu Chongba. , as soon as someone drove him, he ran all the way from Kunlun Mountain."
"Don't scream Emperor Zhu's name randomly. This place is only twenty miles away from Nanjing City. Be careful of misfortune coming from your mouth!" A mature and steady companion warned him.
"What are you afraid of!"
"I remember when Zhu Yuanzhang was a monk begging for food, I gave him food to eat. Now that he is the emperor, can't I just call him Zhu Chongba?"
This person looked arrogant, stood on the bench with his feet flushed, and spoke nonsense. It was obvious that he was drunk.
"Tsk!" came a mocking voice from the side.
"According to your words, when Zhu Chongba first joined the rebel army, he almost asked me to be his eldest brother. If my mother hadn't been seriously ill and I was eager to go home to fulfill my filial piety, I might be the emperor now... .”
In the private room on the second floor of the lobby, Zhu Biao held his chin and listened with interest as a group of people below were bragging and making fun of his father, and his eyes could not help but narrow slightly.
"Your Highness...!" The two Jin Yiwei disguised as shop assistants behind Zhu Biao stared at the noisy group of people in the hall, with a cold light flashing in their eyes.
These people are so tired of living that they dare to tease the current emperor in front of the prince. They really don't know how to write the word "death".
"Teach these two people a profound lesson, don't kill anyone!" Zhu Biao casually ordered.
These two people are like flies, boasting and not caring about local products.
If he didn't hear this kind of folk ridicule, forget it. Since he heard it, as a son of man, he still had to show something.
Of course, Zhu Biao couldn't commit the crime of killing someone just because of such a trivial matter, just a small appropriate lesson would be enough.
Jin Yiwei's action ability is very strong, and he is simple and crude.
The two guys who soon became more and more outrageous were suddenly slapped on the ground. Without any explanation, they were dragged out of the inn and beaten violently in front of everyone.
There was a young and energetic person who wanted to draw a sword to help when there was an injustice, but was quickly pulled back by his companions.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the identity of the attacker is not simple, and since these two people have such big mouths, it is normal for them to be beaten. If they come forward at this time, they will definitely think that they will live longer.
The so-called "drawing out a sword to help" in the world of martial arts depends on the person's choice. Veterans in the martial arts world naturally understand this truth.
The two were severely beaten and limped away in despair.
The inn was only quiet for a while, and soon it became noisy again, as if what happened just now didn't happen at all.
This is Jianghu, very forgetful.
Zhu Biao felt that he had summarized another rule of the world, and couldn't help but feel a little happy.
"Your Highness, we are almost here." A guard in Jinyi came over in a hurry and whispered in Zhu Biao's ear.
"Let's go!" Zhu Biao's eyes lit up, he got up and left quickly with the large group of people.
He is not here for leisure. According to Jin Yiwei's information, the legendary Wudang Zhang Sanfeng and Zhenren Zhang are coming today, and he is here to greet him.
It can be said that Zhu Yuanzhang attached great importance to this man. In order to invite him down from Wudang Mountain, in addition to Mao Xiang, there were 800 Jinyi Guards and a full 10,000 troops "escorted" him throughout the journey.
The specifications can be said to be unique and unprecedented.
It is true that this person is too famous in the world.
In Zhu Yuanzhang's view, if Zhang Sanfeng could not be invited, the martial arts conference would not be held.
Zhu Biao felt that Zhu Yuanzhang's emphasis on Zhang Sanfeng was not enough at all.
Zhang Sanfeng is a legendary figure in the world, both in his previous life and in this life.
There are rumors that he lived for more than 200 years in his previous life, and some even said that he lived until the Qing Dynasty.
Zhu Biao did not believe these rumors in his previous life, but in this life, Zhang Sanfeng had just passed his 120th birthday.
And now that his spiritual energy has recovered, it may be possible for this person to live to be 200 years old, or even truly achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven.
