Haozhou, Juyi Hall.
Zhao Min, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, sat in the hall until late at night, holding on to her sick body.
The night grew darker and colder, and the girl's face became paler.
In this second thought, she thought a lot, a lot. The kindness of her parents and the love between brother and sister have been wasted. Now she has the reputation of her husband leaving with another woman on the wedding day, which makes her feel sad.
What did you do wrong? Why should a weak woman like her go through this?
"Squeak~" Zhang Wuji pushed open the door and walked in, followed shyly by a woman. It was Xiao Zhao who made a big fuss and disrupted the wedding during the day.
According to Grandma Jinhua's plan, the best way to get Zhang Wuji to help her is of course for her daughter to become the queen. It just so happens that Xiao Zhao is extremely beautiful and his heart belongs to Zhang Wuji.
Best of both worlds.
Zhang Wuji originally strongly opposed marrying another woman. After all, Zhao Min was the woman he loved most in his life.
However, when he saw Xiao Zhao's true appearance, he hesitated for a few breaths, and Granny Jinhua persuaded him, for the sake of his adoptive father's safety, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
His father has taught him since he was a child that there are certain things that must be done in life, and his adopted father treats him with great kindness. I believe Minmin will understand and fulfill his father-son bond.
As soon as he came back, he saw Zhao Min in a wedding dress in the middle hall, with fresh tears and red eyes. Zhang Wuji felt a blockage in his heart and could no longer say anything at this time.
"Min, Min Mei~" Zhang Wuji shouted before stopping to speak.
Zhao Min stood up, walked forward slowly, leaned into Zhang Wuji's ear, and said softly: "You damn little thief!"
This sentence sounded like anger, complaint, admiration, and was infinitely charming. Zhang Wuji felt his heart tremble when he heard it, and he was confused and confused for a moment.
Zhang Wuji felt confused in his heart. Thinking of Zhao Min's smiling faces and all the touching things in his daily life, he felt that if he could marry Zhao Min as his wife and stay with her forever, that would be the greatest blessing in his life.
But then I suddenly thought of Xiao Zhao's touching figure and beautiful face, as well as the promise I made in a hurry, and I didn't know what to do.
Zhao Min looked at the submissive Xiao Zhao behind him and grabbed his little hand: "What a wonderful person. From now on, there will be another sister in the family."
Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, it was better for Minmei to understand the general situation.
After chatting for a while, the three of them returned to the backyard hand in hand, and Zhao Min even generously asked Xiao Zhao to stay with him for the night.
After the two of them entered the room, Zhao Min turned around and left, his smile gone, his face as frosty as ice.
Her enemy is not Xiao Zhao, but the person behind her.
For the sake of the queen's position, for the Tuotuo family to be passed down for thousands of years, and for her father to have a smile on his face, she has given up everything, and she must not lose!
There is also Zhang Wuji, who is indecisive, lustful and unjust. As long as he waits for his great cause to be successful, this kind of person must be controlled by special means.
As for now, she is helpless and has only one choice: break her teeth and swallow the blood in her stomach.
If she leaves Zhang Wuji, she will have nothing.
…
Mount Emei, foot of the mountain.
No matter how high the mountain is, if there are immortals, they will be spiritual.
Since there is a true Buddha in Mount Emei, more and more people will gather at the foot of the mountain. Aristocratic families or knowledgeable rebel forces will usually send people to inquire about information, or look for opportunities to build relationships.
Although Zhenren Zhou had no desires or desires that week, there were so many women on the mountain, and there were always people with various needs, so their opportunity would come.
There are also people here who seek justice from Zhenren Zhou, take revenge, become disciples, seek medical treatment, and so on. Almost all the people in life gather at the foot of the mountain.
Jing Nian, who is responsible for looking after the mountain, is put to the test almost every moment. He gives gifts, kowtows to plead for mercy, cries, threatens, and takes action.
When people are in mad despair, they can do anything.
Of course, so far, he has only taken action once. Seeing that there was no hope of revenge and that he was suffering from severe poison, the man wanted to take Jing Nian away with him in public.
The onlookers were immediately overjoyed and wanted to help and show their favor.
"Peng~" A big sword fell from the sky to relieve the suffering.
After settling the matter, Yitian Sword flew directly into the sky without a trace.
Since then, there has been a saying in the vicinity of Emei: There is a god three feet above the head.
As the rumors spread faster and faster, they became more and more outrageous. In the end, it was even said that Zhenren Zhou was bored and spent every day having fun on the mountain, and would strike anyone who was unhappy.
Some people even saw with their own eyes that the Yitian Sword was chasing and killing a little milk cat. The cat was no bigger than a human palm!
Isn't it just holding a bright red bellyband that no one knows whose name it belongs to?
The Jianghu people who came to Emei also restrained their tempers after hearing about it.
Who knows which days this week the real person is every month? If he accidentally bumps into him and is punished by justice from heaven, who dares to argue.
At the foot of the mountain, the tax shed, the market.
Nominally, the salt, iron, land, and mineral taxes in Emei's thousands of miles radius belong to Emei. This tax shed is naturally the place to pay taxes, which are paid every six months.
Some of the food, medicinal materials, cloth, etc. handed over by the people were transported to the mountains, and some were used to recruit poor people, repair roads, and build new villages. Other taxes such as salt and iron were paid by merchants and large families, and all were used to relieve the poor. Most of the relief was through work-for-relief.
It is said that teaching a man to fish is worse than teaching him to fish.
Usually there is no need to collect taxes, and it can be sheltered from wind and rain, so many people with different purposes gather here. Some clever villagers from nearby villages came over to buy some snacks and sundries to supplement their household income.
According to Emei regulations, villagers who set up stalls on their own can set up stalls for free without any fees as long as they confirm their identity and obtain a certificate, but they need to be responsible for cleaning the place.
Jing Nian held the little yellow cat and sat in front of the candied haws stall, holding a candied haws and eating while listening to everyone tell some interesting stories about the world.
If someone wants to go up the mountain, a senior sister will tell her and ask her to go up and pass the news.
One for her, one for Lele, she is gone.
Jing Nian looked at the empty wooden sign, lowered his head, and looked at the innocent little yellow cat in his arms with big blue eyes.
"Meow~"
It was Tanghulu who made the first move!
Jing Nian:......
"Hey, brothers, an interesting thing happened in Bozhou recently, have you heard about it?" A man with a fierce butcher-like face said with a smile.
"Wow~" A scholar unfolded his folding fan and said disdainfully: "There is a goshawk in Emei that delivers messages, and all the big and small things in the world can be transmitted here in a day. Isn't it the leader Zhang who, under the watchful eyes of the leaders of various sects, on the wedding day and other people? Did a woman run away?"
"Don't mention it, that leader Zhang is really a sweetheart. It's a pity for the bride. It is said that she is beautiful and has a skin as white as jade. She fainted from anger at that time."
The butcher smiled and said: "Brother, there is new news over there. Not long ago, Zhang Wuji held a wedding again, calling back the heads of several factions who had left not far away, and this time he married two at a time!"
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The scholar smacked his lips, feeling very envious: "I hug you from left to right, I am so envious of others!"
Everyone in the audience nodded and agreed, and then thought about the tigress at home, and his heart tightened.
Everyone is a martial arts practitioner. This woman is skilled in martial arts, and of course she is even more brave in bed. The day before yesterday, I even heard that a woman pinched the object in anger, and the blood was said to spurt three feet high.
The Emei sect has refuted the rumor that the woman is not from Emei.
The butcher continued mysteriously: "Not only does Xiao Mingwang have two princesses, but I heard from my brother-in-law's friend's brother's eldest sister that the purple-shirted Dragon King, who was once the first of the four great Dharma kings of Mingjiao, has returned to Mingjiao, and he has superb martial arts and owns a palace. overseas islands.
With this island, it can be seen that the religion has a well-established advance and retreat. It can be used to resettle family members and fight with the Yuan soldiers more attentively.
I see, this world belongs to this little Ming Wang. "
After saying this, the butcher sighed, obviously he did not belong to King Xiao Ming's side.
When the scholar heard this, he frowned: "Why did I hear that the purple-shirted Dragon King had conflicts with Yang Xiao, Zhou Tong and others as soon as he returned, and that Xiao Ming Wang was soft-tempered and could only persuade, but did not use thunderous methods.
In addition, Princess Zhao Min has a deep mind, sits on the mountain and watches the tigers fight, and sometimes sows dissension. Nowadays, all parties in the Song Dynasty have different thoughts, and even some members of Tianying Cult have begun to pack their bags and no longer want to do it. "
Jing Nian listened with great interest. She didn't expect that the outside world was so complicated. How could everyone still be fighting over each other if they were from the same sect.
It was better to be on the mountain, where she could drink porridge and eat vegetables. Except for Lele, no one else would compete with her for food.
Of course, medicines and meals are distributed according to merit. The more you work, the more you get. Now that Emei governs thousands of miles, there is a lot of work to do, and the disciples who want to make progress have no time to spare.
At this moment, a soldier rushed in and shouted: "Report to the King of Shu that there is important military information south of the Yangtze River."
"Tell me." The scholar just now said with a condensed look on his face.
"Chen Youliang didn't know how he caught Xie Xun and sent him to Shaolin. Shaolin will soon hold a 'Lion Slaying Conference' for a public trial to avenge the blood feud that Xie Xun caused twenty years ago.
After hearing the news, King Xiao Ming left Zhao Min to guard the Bozhou base camp and led all the elite Ming sect to Shaolin.
Marshal Guo Tianxu and deputy marshal Zhang Tianyou of the Song Dynasty were suddenly killed in battle. Zhu Yuanzhang had already mastered all the military power under King Xiao Ming, and then successively captured the remaining places in eastern Zhejiang, often encountering Chun Ke Quzhou and Hu Daike Chuzhou.
At this point, Zhu Yuanzhang's tribe controlled various areas on the left and right sides of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and was adjacent to Chen Youliang's tribe to the west. Zhao Min, the acting king, conferred Zhu Yuanzhang the title of Duke of Wu. Upon the return of King Xiaoming, he was officially given the corresponding titles and titles.
Chen Youliang gathered troops and horses, claiming that he had millions of troops, and he would be able to achieve great success. "
After listening to his subordinate's report, the scholar shook his folding fan and remained silent for a moment.
"Let's discuss it when we get back!"
With that said, the scholar and the people present clasped their fists and said goodbye, and left quickly. A dozen people immediately appeared in the crowd to follow them, all of them tall and powerful.
After the scholar left, everyone looked at each other in confusion. The soldier who just heard calling him King of Shu should be the current king of Bashu: Ming Yuzhen.
Unexpectedly, the dignified King of Shu, dressed as a white dragon fish, hid his identity here and hung out with these mud-legged people, and even had a lively chat.
They don't have any hidden bosses here, do they?
Everyone looked at each other. When they glanced at the little Jingnian in Emei and the greedy little yellow cat, they were sure.
Definitely not these two!
After some suspicion, everyone immediately began to analyze the general trend of the world. Although those things had nothing to do with them, they still had a lively chat.
It seems that they can strategize and win thousands of miles away immediately.
…
On the top of the mountain, Miu Miu, who had been in seclusion for a long time, finally came out of seclusion. His expression was calm and no longer angry. It seemed that he had made great progress in Buddhism and had seen through the world of mortals.
Ding Minjun stood at the bottom and reported the news of the Lion Slaying Conference.
For such a grand martial arts event, Shaolin naturally invites various sects to participate. One can enhance Shaolin's influence in the world, and of course the Mingjiao is not weak. Shaolin is afraid of being beaten and has to find some cannon fodder.
As soon as he heard the word "Mingjiao", a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Miejie's calm eyes: "Is Yang Xiao gone?"
Ding Minjun nodded heavily: "The golden-haired lion king is, after all, the four great Dharma kings of the Ming Cult, and Yang Dingtian left his last words. With Xie Xun taking over as the leader, the Ming Cult is naturally full of people who claim to be righteous."
"Okay!" Miejie slapped the table, finally regaining her fighting spirit. She thought that Yang Xiao would not be able to escape.
As the head of the sect, all the affairs of the sect have been almost taken over by Jingxuan and her young apprentice. She has nothing to do except seclusion and enjoyment. I wanted to go down the mountain to slay the demons, but I found out that people in the area around Emei, not to mention committing crimes, can almost be said to not pick up things on the road and not close their homes at night.
Where is the thief? It’s the end of the year, but not the New Year?
"Let's go to Shaolin!" A long-lost smile appeared on Miejue's face.
At this age, I am afraid that it will be useless.
"Yes!" Ding Minjun was also excited. Does the master only take him with him to show that he only trusts himself?
In the future, his chances of inheriting the title will be greatly increased.
As for the heroes of Mingjiao and Shaolin, they are just chickens and dogs. Do you not know who her junior sister is? The best Zhou Zhenren in the world!
Zhou Zhiruo pouted on the cliff, a little helpless. This matter was too weird. How could Xie Xun be caught by Chen Youliang, and how could he get into the hands of Shaolin? At first glance, it was another conspiracy of some people.
Those who hang out in the world and like to join in the fun usually die quickly.
After thinking for a moment, Zhiruo made a sword with his fingers together, and used his spiritual power to write and draw on the Yitian sword next to him.
The spirit is integrated into the inner force, which she calls spiritual power, and has all kinds of incredible functions.
According to the guidance of Master Zhang, we can understand the world and understand the nature of the world. Many places are like artificial settings, too regular.
And these laws are the Tao.
Those who practice martial arts to their level, understand the way of heaven, and use the way of heaven are immortals and Buddhas.
Early the next morning, Jue Miebie quietly went down the mountain with Ding Minjun and several young disciples.
When we reached the foot of the mountain, Jing Nian was leaning on a stone and fast asleep. The little yellow cat was rolling on the blue stone, fighting with its tail, and one cat was playing happily.
My humble cat Miao Le is one year and two hundred and sixteen thousand six hundred days old this year, and is in the prime of his youth.
Extinction paused, without saying hello, and continued moving forward.
"Master, do you want to talk to junior sister?" Ding Minjun glanced around and said nervously, why did he feel that he was doing bad things behind junior sister's back.
Jiejie waved his hand: "Am I the leader of Emei, or is Zhiruo the leader?"
"Bang~" The Yitian Sword landed in front of her from the sky and plunged straight into the ground.
"If you bother her with such a trivial matter, wouldn't it delay her cultivation?" Jue changed the subject and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yitian Sword didn't respond.
Ding Minjun:......
The hope of succeeding as the head seems a bit slim.
How about trying your best to cultivate to the level of junior sister?
