Fang Qianlong looked at Kong Cai's firm eyes and knew that he had made up his mind. He nodded slightly, moved to the high platform, and stood in front of Zhou Ziru.
Zhou Ziru smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect you martial arts sects to be so powerful. Even the Ten Great Chen Congwei and the Yin Yang Eight Sons couldn't stop you, forcing even the court officials to run for their lives."
Fang Qianlong didn't answer Zhou Ziru's words. He raised his hands and said, "Prime Minister Zhou, you'd better run away for your life. I'm offended." After saying that, he dug into Zhou Ziru's body. Before Zhou Ziru understood what he meant, he was carried on his back.
"Disciples of the Beggar Clan, please follow me to escort Prime Minister Zhou back to the capital! We trust our lives!" Fang Qianlong, carrying Zhou Ziru on his back, shouted to all the disciples of the Beggar Clan present.
All the disciples of the Beggar Clan in the field responded enthusiastically: “We trust each other with our lives!”
What is the most important thing in being a human being? It's fate. Life is gone, everything is gone. The Beggar Gang was originally a gang where beggars huddled together for warmth. The most important thing in this sect was that the brothers in the gang entrusted each other with their lives.
Fang Qianlong hugged Zhou Ziru and jumped into the air, reaching a height of tens of feet. How could Zhou Ziru have such an experience? I was so scared that I closed my eyes and didn't dare to look down. The Beggar Clan disciples behind him jumped out of the field one after another and followed Fang Qianlong towards the capital.
Wang Zhenliang looked around, not knowing what to do, but Chu Hong noticed him, rushed to him, grabbed him by the collar, and stole him away.
When Kong Cai saw Fang Qianlong leaving with Zhou Ziru on his back, he turned around, picked up the brush and walked towards the crowd of people in the world.
"Confucius, you are also a famous sect in the world, but I didn't expect that you would be willing to be the eagle dog of the imperial court! Why, without the support of King Donglu, are you so weak?" Seeing Confucius, various martial arts sects blocked them. On the way out, he couldn't help but curse.
Facing the accusations from all the Jianghu sects, Kong Cai held his tall brush with one hand and remained unmoved: "Humph, do you know what superiority and inferiority mean? We Confucius sects read the books of sages. What do you want me to do?" Do you want to get along with you rebellious officials and traitors?"
"Read and read. I see that your Confucius books have been read into the stomachs of dogs! You have the knife on your neck, and you are holding the scabbard for others!"
"Brothers, don't be polite to these fools. The work has been done. Don't let Na Wen escape! Everyone, come on!"
"Good brothers, hold them back while we go after Wen Xiang!"
There are different voices among Jianghu sects. Some advocate that the Confucian sect should be dealt with first, while others want to hunt down Zhou Ziru. Some people have even separated left and right, wanting to go around the Kongmen to pursue them.
Although these Jianghu sects refer to each other as brothers and sisters, they are not monolithic. Some people claim to deal with the Confucius family first. This may be due to some resentment in the past. As for the idea of pursuing Zhou Ziru first. It is unclear whether he escaped from the battle or really wanted to kill Zhou Ziru.
Kong Cai kicked the bottom of the brush, hugged the big brush with both hands, and assumed the posture of a warrior holding a gun, which was not very standard: "Benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust!"
"The child is here!" the five brothers responded in unison.
"You five brothers go and stop the others, and you must keep Prime Minister Zhou safe!"
"Dad, I'm here with you!" As the eldest of the five sons, Kong Ren took the initiative to take on some responsibilities. The risk of staying here is naturally higher, and if you go to protect Zhou Ziru, you may not know when reinforcements will arrive, and the chance of survival is much greater than if you stay here.
Kong Cai said angrily: "You bastard! After studying for so many years, have you learned the courage of an ordinary man? Get out of here!"
Protecting Zhou Ziru may mean preserving the future of Confucius. Kong Cai was relieved when the five brothers went together. If you stay here, you may die, or you may not. Kong Cai is reluctant to gamble with the life of any of his sons.
The four brothers persuaded the eldest brother together: "Brother, dad is right."
Kong Ren was scolded by Kong Cai and persuaded by his four brothers, and his face turned red and white. Without saying a word, he knelt down on the spot, and the other four brothers also knelt down to Kong Cai. The five brothers respectfully kowtowed to their father. Without further delay, they each mounted their own ink beasts and rushed to the capital. direction.
"Confucius will leave it to you..." Kong Cai looked at the five sons leaving, his eyes full of reluctance. It wasn't until the yelling and cursing behind him came again that Kong Cai turned around with a serious face and holding a big writing brush.
"Let's discuss the right and wrong clearly. I'm afraid you will regret it in the future!" Kong Cai narrowed his old eyes and finally said.
"Go!" Things have come to this point, and even the minister of literature of the imperial court has been forced to leave, so what is the point of discussing the rights and wrongs? Even if some of these Jianghu sects are still a little hesitant, there is no way out at this time.
Eighteen kinds of weapons came towards Kong Cai from all directions.
Kong Cai swung his pen, and a thick stroke of ink seemed to separate the heaven and the earth, sweeping towards the crowd with heavy pressure. More than a hundred disciples of the Confucian sect, even though their skills were meager, stood with the sect leader at this time, fighting and fighting with martial arts people from various sects. This time it was much more brutal than before.
After reading the books of saints and sages, pay attention to them with all your heart!
I am afraid that the Four Treasures of the Study in all calligraphy shops in the entire capital would not be as many as those on Xia Mountain at this time.
The white paper is like armor, the pen is as sharp as a spear, and from time to time, one or two words of sage are heard from the crowd, which makes the feet shake. The level of chaos was as dizzying as being on a battlefield with real swords and guns.
Chen Congwei and the mysterious six people on the opposite side were fighting together. From time to time, some people were knocked out, and soon they flew back to join the battle. There were only a dozen or so people fighting in full swing, and no one dared to get close within a few feet of them.
Shui Changdong looked at the two battle groups of Kong Men and Chen Congwei, snorted coldly, and quietly retreated, wanting to leave here. Things were already messed up, and he had to leave quickly before anyone noticed him.
"Ever since someone was poisoned and fell to the ground, our brothers and sisters have noticed you. You are really good at causing trouble."
"I wonder who your sect is? Are you afraid of bringing shame to your sect by hiding like this?"
Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi had already noticed Shui Changdong. Shui Changdong just took a few steps back, turned around, and blocked Shui Changdong.
"Ah, you two Taoist priests, maybe you are mistaken. I am just an ordinary scholar, just here to join in the fun." Shui Changdong said with a grin, looking harmless to humans and animals.
Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi had no intention of laughing with him. From beginning to end, this person tried his best to stir up trouble, which was obvious to everyone. Now I want to take advantage of the chaos to leave, how can there be such a good thing? If we capture him, we might be able to dig out the real culprit behind the scenes and find out who is causing the trouble.
The two drew out their swords from behind, and two ink shadows surrounded Shui Changdong from another direction, making it difficult for him to fly.
Shui Changdong waved his hands quickly: "Don't do anything, don't do anything, I said it's not okay? Actually... I am a disciple of the Tang Sect, and the matter of disrupting the conference was all planned by the Tang Sect!"
The two of them were full of suspicion and took another step closer: "You said you are a disciple of the Tang Sect, do you have any evidence? Moreover, why did the Tang Sect disrupt the conference? Tell the truth!"
The water chief Dong stepped back, as if he was really scared, and told the truth: "This matter must start with the Beiyi woman. The Beiyi woman defeated Chu Xinghe, the great disciple of the Tiandao Sect, and came to Tangmen. We The old lady in charge was killed by that Beiyi woman! You should all know about this, right?"
"I know, so what?" the two asked.
"How can anyone be convinced that the leader was killed, or by a Northern Yi woman? What kind of martial arts conference is the imperial court going to hold? Isn't this going to annihilate our martial arts world in one fell swoop? I am also ordered by the sect to help all members of the martial arts world. Lu Haojie is just giving you a heads up." Shui Changdong said with a wry smile.
Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi looked at each other and said, "Since you say you are a disciple of the Tang Sect, how do you expect us to believe you? Show us some of the Tang Sect's unique skills."
Shui Changdong breathed a sigh of relief, took out a paper fan from his waist, unfolded the fan, and a picture of a beauty suddenly appeared on it: "There are many beauties in Sichuan and Sichuan. A beauty is painted on the fan of a disciple of the Tang Sect. Two Taoist priests are walking." Jianghu, you should know this, right?"
"It's just a beauty fan. Where can I buy it? Come and have a look." Tong Weizi was more cautious and stared closely at Shui Changdong's wrist. To use a hidden weapon, the power lies in the wrist. As long as you keep an eye on the wrist, even if you have superb skills, you will not be able to escape your eyes.
Shui Changdong looked a little embarrassed, grabbed the handle of the fan, flicked his wrist and threw it in the direction of Tong Weizi. The fan flew in front of Tong Weizi and was knocked away by Tong Weizi with his sword, falling straight to the ground.
"No more?" Guan Chenzi was a little surprised.
Shui Changdong scratched his head in embarrassment: "No... I can only throw the fan. I can throw it out and take it back like the senior brother... I can't..."
Tong Weizi rolled his eyes and picked up the fan on the ground with his sword: "The force is quite good, and the angle of the fan is okay. It's like Tang Sect's technique... but it lacks some skills..."
Shui Changdong nodded and said: "Um...the two Taoist priests...can I leave? I didn't know that things would get so big..."
Guan Chenzi glared: "What are you thinking? You are not allowed to leave! Follow me to see the supervisor. When you meet the supervisor, let's see what they say!"
Shui Changdong nodded and bowed and said: "Yes... what the Taoist priest taught me is that if you cause such a big trouble, you should really..." Tong Weizi happened to return the paper fan to Shui Changdong.
"We should kill those troublesome guys like you from Zhenyang Mountain!" As soon as the paper fan entered Shui Changdong's hand, Shui Changdong threw the paper fan out with a slight tremble of his fingertips. It was still the same as before.
Tong Weizi did not expect that the paper fan he had just picked up would attack him so quickly. However, his sword had just loosened its hold, and it would be too late to save him if he tried to use it again.
Guan Chenzi walked around the rivers and lakes, mostly wandering in the world, and he was more thoughtful than Tong Weizi. As soon as the paper fan flew out, Guan Chenzi's ink shadow flashed in front of Tong Weizi, blocking this moment for Tong Weizi. hit.
Going and coming back is the most surprising and unprepared thing. Guan Chenzi understood this truth early on.
"How brave!" As soon as Guan Chenzi finished speaking, several steel needles were fired towards him.
Two eyes, two needles, close at hand.
