"Six people holding the sky, holding the sea, hiding the clouds, absorbing the wind, turning over the rain, and pushing the forest, go to the Chuxiang Posthouse and bring Ge Cifeng to see me!" Zhao Yizhi ordered decisively.
Zhou Ziru paid his respects and said, "Your Majesty, I am afraid that Ge Cifeng will use his status to coerce him. Qingtian and others have nothing to do, so please come. Daqi Wenxiang's status carries some weight."
"Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Zhou to take a trip and bring five hundred guards with him to protect Mr. Zhou." Zhao Yizhi agreed.
The palace gate opened wide, and Zhou Ziru rushed out of the palace gate alone, followed by five hundred unaided guards on foot. Qingtian and other six people used Qinggong to protect Zhou Ziru from all directions. Leaving Xiangguan by post.
"I... I am reporting to Minister Wen that Ge Cifeng, the crown prince of Chu Xiang, has left Guanyi this morning and is missing..." The officials of Guanyi stood tremblingly outside Guanyi and reported to Zhou Ziru.
Zhou Ziru turned around and shouted: "Zangyun returned to the palace and reported to Your Majesty that Ge Cifeng was absconding in fear of crime. We will go after him and bring him to justice! Qingtian went to the east, Fanyu went to the north, Pushing the forest to the south! Jiahei and Nafengsui I'm heading west. Whoever discovers Ge Cifeng's whereabouts will release the blue Chen Congwei signal! Summon half of the Chen Congwei!"
"Prime Minister Zhou, the crime has not been proven, and he fled because he was afraid of the crime..." Zangyun hesitated.
"I will bear all the consequences alone! Go quickly!" Zhou Ziru reined in his horse, turned around, and headed towards the west gate alone. Qingtian and others briefly exchanged glances. Since His Majesty ordered them to follow Zhou Ziru out of the palace, and Zhou Ziru was the Minister of Literature, it was their duty to obey him.
The six people no longer hesitated and split up. Na Feng and Jia Hai followed Zhou Ziru with a spear and a stick, as fast as the wind.
Zhou Ziru hurriedly rushed to the city gate. Zhou Ziru shouted at the city gate: "Have you ever seen the Crown Prince of Chu Xiang coming out of this gate?"
"Reporting to Prime Minister Wen, Prince Chu Xiang has been out of the city for half a day!" the guard at the city gate replied loudly.
"Chase! Send Lanchen Congwei's signal!" Zhou Ziru did not dare to stop and continued to chase outside the city.
Jiahai took out the signal tube from his arms, threw it away, dragged the tip of the gun across the ground, and swung the gun towards the signal tube. The signal tube was ignited and rose into the sky, exploding. The sky was filled with sparks that looked like a giant blue dragon, and they disappeared in an instant.
"Wen Xiang, do you really want to pursue me?" Na Feng jumped onto the city wall and shouted, shocking the city gate guard and backing away.
"I'll fight to the death!" Zhou Ziru had already run a long way away, and his voice floated over from afar.
Nafeng jumped up from the city wall, cleared a few dozen feet, and in the blink of an eye he was above Zhou Ziru. His strength diminished and he slowly fell to the ground.
"Usually in the capital, I can't move my hands and feet. Wen Xiang, I'm going to take the first step!" Nafeng had just fallen, and he only had time to say something to Zhou Ziru. He touched the ground with his long stick, and the force of the fall pressed the long stick in Nafeng's hand. It was bent like a bow, but suddenly straightened with force, and Nafeng's whole body was ejected.
"Young man! Where can I escape~~~" Nafeng's voice went from near to far, and soon became unheard.
Zhou Ziru ignored Na Feng, who was playing tricks, and narrowed his eyes, looking straight ahead. He just wanted to see Ge Cifeng appear in front of him.
Jiahai was still at the city gate. He gave a few instructions to the gate guard, and then led five hundred unaided guards to pursue Zhou Ziru.
By the river, three small boats have been docked for a long time. A carriage drove slowly from the official road, followed by dozens of people. The carriage stopped, and a beautiful woman, He Yue'er, got out of the carriage.
"Did you really find out the news about my parents?" He Yue'er asked.
Ge Cifeng smiled and said: "We are all here, why did Miss He ask about this?"
He Yue'er looked at Ge Cifeng, walked onto the boat with the same smile, and said: "Yes, asking is in vain. It's not that I don't know what you are thinking. I really miss my parents very much, so I came with you just in case. Yes. If I find out that you lied to me, and I dive head first into the river, will people like you be able to save me in time?"
Ge Cifeng's expression froze, and he soon brightened up: "How can I lie to you about my identity as the Crown Prince of Chu Xiang? Set sail!"
Three small boats slowly left the shore.
As soon as the ship left the shore, Nafeng fell from the air. He looked at Ge Cifeng on the boat and said with a smile: "The dignified Prince Xiang of Chu agreed to come to the capital as a hostage, but committed a murder in the capital and fled in fear of crime. Tsk tsk tsk, Chu. The local people in Hunan have really learned the lesson."
Ge Cifeng turned a deaf ear. Bao Shen stood behind Ge Cifeng and clenched his fists when he saw Na Feng coming alone.
Ge Cifeng said softly: "If you want to take revenge, go ahead."
Bao Shen stepped onto the side of the boat, flew across the ten-foot river, jumped onto the shore, and glared at Nafeng.
Nafeng put the long stick on his shoulder: "Old acquaintance, I was really embarrassed about that stick last time. I didn't do it lightly or hard this time."
Bao Shen took out a piece of white paper, took out a writing brush, wrote the four characters "pull the mountain and carry the cauldron" on the paper, stuffed it into his mouth, raised his fist and rushed towards Nafeng.
Nafeng yawned and rubbed his eyes, until Bao Shen approached him, then he somersaulted behind Bao Shen, and Bao Shen rushed straight away. Turning around and looking again, Nafeng was still standing there holding the long stick, as if it had never moved.
Bao Shen stopped and rushed back again. Na Feng still waited patiently until he was in front of him, then sauntered past, picked up the long stick, and hit Bao Shen on the back of his knee. Bao Shen's feet gave way and he flew forward. His fat body rolled several times before he stopped.
"Come again." Nafeng waved and challenged.
Zhou Ziru approached from a distance on horseback from the official road and shouted: "Stop playing, leave Ge Cifeng alone!"
Nafeng looked back, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but he stopped paying attention to Bao Shen and jumped into the air, rushing towards the three small boats in the center of the river.
The boat Ge Cifeng was on was the one in the middle, and there were two small boats on the left and right, each with several people escorting them. At this time, when he saw Nafeng coming from the sky, Ge Cifeng shouted in a deep voice: "Stop it!"
One person rushed out from one left and one right at the same time and rushed towards Nafeng in the air. The Baoshan on the shore also swallowed a piece of paper that said "Walking on the waves" and came riding the waves.
"Three of you can give me some face, so I'll give you some face too! Whisk the dust into the river!" Na Feng was in mid-air, dancing with his long stick like a crazy demon.
"This..." The two people flying up in the air were a little scared when they saw Nafeng's crazy stick dance. Unexpectedly, the long stick danced left and right in Nafeng's hand, flying up and down, and the stick shadows were heavy and dazzling.
The two of them were still close to Na Feng, and they could only get a glimpse. Ge Cifeng and others who were wearing it saw the real power of Na Feng's move. However, the eight-foot-long stick was danced with a terrifying momentum by Na Feng. The shadow of the stick was more than ten feet long. As it danced, the shadows of the stick overlapped each other and were densely connected, as if the fly whisk in the hand of an immortal fell into the sky. The mortal world lies across this river!
The two people who jumped up from the boat were swept into the river by the huge "whisk" before they could see clearly where the long stick was.
"Damn it!" Bao Shen stepped on the waves and wanted to save the two people who were in Shen Jiang. He was swept by the wind and landed on a boat. Instead of rushing towards Ge Cifeng, he stepped hard on the boat and rushed towards Bao Shen.
"You..." Bao Shen was caught off guard and was knocked away by Na Feng with a stick. He flew upside down to the shore, hit a few floats on the water, and fell into the water.
Nafeng used the power of this stick to return to the ship again, panting slightly: "How many more are there? Let's come together!"
Ge Cifeng applauded: "As expected of Chen Congwei, he is excellent. Why don't I have a strong general like you under my command?"
Na Feng looked at Ge Cifeng for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Even though you are the Crown Prince of Chu Xiang, before I hand you over to His Majesty, I will definitely pry out a few of your teeth!" At the end, everyone present heard it. The fierceness in Nafeng's words.
The Twelve Heavenly Guards are directly under the jurisdiction of the Daqi Emperor, and Chen Congwei is the best among the Twelve Heavenly Guards. Wanting to take Chen Congwei under his command is tantamount to telling others that he wants to be the Daqi Emperor, which is almost the same as the Twelve Heavenly Guards. Conspiracy is no different. The threat to the emperor was the most intolerable thing for Chen Congwei. At this time, Na Feng just wanted to push Ge Cifeng into the river and fill him up.
Ge Cifeng was not angry even after being threatened by Na Feng, and changed the subject: "The trick of 'flying dust into the river'... has a good name. Did you pick it up on the spur of the moment, or... adapted to local conditions?"
"I'll catch you without any help, I'll... tell you!" Nafeng shouted loudly and rushed towards him with his stick raised.
"Wang Da." Ge Cifeng called out a person's name.
A man stood next to Ge Cifeng holding a gun. He saluted Ge Cifeng and then came to greet him with a gun, blocking Nafeng alone.
Ge Cifeng looked at the shore. Bao Shen was obese and was floating on the water like a huge meat ball. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Useless trash." Ge Cifeng ignored it and said to the person behind him: "Go and see Zhang Wei and Chen Dian. They are careless."
Without saying a word, the man plunged into the water and disappeared.
He Yue'er was disturbed by the sound of fighting outside and walked out of the cabin: "Why is it so noisy?"
He Yue'er didn't practice martial arts. From the moment they noticed the sound of fighting outside to the moment they walked out of the cabin, Na Feng and Wang Da had already passed more than a dozen moves.
"Miss He? Why are you here!" Na Feng and Wang Da were fighting fiercely with guns and sticks. He accidentally caught a glimpse of He Yue'er walking out of the cabin. He was distracted for a moment, but Wang Da seized the opportunity and shot Na Feng. The limelight is coming.
Nafeng quickly turned his head and dodged, but his shoulder was scratched by the gun tip, and bright red blood flowed out.
"Stop!" He Yue'er was also surprised when she saw Na Feng. Na Feng was injured, so He Yue'er shouted quickly.
When Wang Da heard He Yue'er's voice, he took two steps back and stood in front of Ge Cifeng. He took a stance, pointed the tip of his spear at Na Feng, and kept swinging.
"Is it you?" Na Feng ignored the wound on his shoulder and pointed at He Yue'er and Ge Cifeng in disbelief.
He Yue'er said quickly: "He found the news about my parents. I'm going to look for my parents. I'll be back in half a month. Please don't stop me!"
Nafeng asked: "Do you believe what he said? King Chu Xiang is eyeing the Daqi court. Your departure is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. How can you come back?"
"It's your business to fight for world hegemony!" He Yue'er roared, then sobbed: "I just want to see my parents..."
