Since Shenqing Song Guangji reorganized the local government and adjusted the official system, the dynasty has been in charge of 214 counties in the 28 states except Huanzhou. The head of each county is called a county governor and is a fifth-grade official.
There are eight counties under the jurisdiction of Qinzhou. The capital of the state is Chang'an, the capital of the former dynasty. It has a rich historical background, so it has been a battleground for successive dynasties. Some ancestors said, "Whoever wins the land of Qin will win the country."
The late emperor Chenyao once gave Qinzhou to his most valued eldest son, Chenqiong, and named him King of Qin, which shows that the prosperity of Qinzhou cannot be underestimated.
Fulong County is located to the west of Chang'an City. The land is poor and the people are poor. The county governor Sun Changan was sent to Fulong County after the King of Qin rebelled and the court purged the rebels. He was promoted openly and secretly. His fifteen years as an official here is not considered He is honest but not too greedy, and he has made political achievements that benefit the village from time to time. However, he has been sitting in the position of county governor for many years. He knows that this is because he is the disciple of the old minister with the same surname who was assassinated by the new emperor and married thousands of miles away.
Sun Chang'an has three sons. The eldest son, Sun Yu, is currently serving as an eighth-grade captain in the Huazhou Xuanwu Army, one of the eight armies of the dynasty. The third son, Sun Li, has studied hard for a long time and has become an official at a young age, preparing to join the court as an official one day. Inheriting his father's ambition; but this second son, Sun Qian, was neither good at literature nor martial arts, but only loved gambling and lust, which made Sun Chang'an worried to death.
These days, Sheriff Sun heard that his precious son had forced his way into another family and raped a young woman, and even threatened to marry that woman! The good reputation he had accumulated over the years was completely destroyed by his second son, who could only turn a blind eye.
Sun Changan was afraid that his second son, who was causing trouble every day, would be killed by his enemies one day. For this reason, he spent a lot of money to hire five knights from the Fourth Realm of Body Tempering in the world, and together with more than a dozen domestic servants to guard him all day long, the momentum was great. vast. If it weren't for the arrogance of warriors at the fourth realm of Body Tempering and above, and the difficulty in hiring them even if he had the money, he would have wished that two of the grand masters from that great sect would be given to his children.
——The lights in Fulong County are brightly lit, and the Yanliu Lane is bustling with people.
Sun Qiang, the son of the county governor who was as bloated as a pig, was so drunk that he fell unconscious and was helped into the carriage by several servants.
Five people from the four realms, three with swords and two with swords, surrounded the carriage, and a group of fifteen people marched towards the governor's mansion.
When the people on the street saw this group of people, they all ducked away. They seemed to have become accustomed to it. No one dared to mess with this evil dragon hiding in Fulong County.
On the only way to the Sheriff's Mansion, there is a spacious alley surrounded by two high walls, about a mile long. There are mansions of wealthy people on both sides of the alley, so there are very few people passing by in this alley on weekdays, not to mention it is already night.
The carriage drove slowly into the silent alley, and the snoring of the fat master in the car became very clear to everyone's ears.
The driver was a middle-aged swordsman with disheveled hair. He was also the one with the highest level of martial arts among the five people in the martial arts world - he had reached perfection in the four realms of body tempering.
The swordsman knew that the man sleeping in the carriage was a man who caused trouble by stealing from others, but he had been struggling in the rivers and lakes for nearly ten years and had lost his youthful ambition to eliminate evil and promote good. He did not take it seriously and accepted money and money from others. It is natural for people to eliminate disasters. How can we talk about moral integrity when we are about to starve to death? These days, whoever has more money is the boss, not to mention that the head of the family is an official.
When more than a dozen people escorted the carriage to the center of the alley, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of everyone, like a ghost. The guards all became alert.
The swordsman driving the carriage raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, while he drew his sword from the carriage and jumped down quickly, all in one movement.
The haired swordsman smiled scornfully. Although he had only reached the four realms, he was confident that his martial arts cultivation in this small county was pretty good. You know, although Wu Zhao's martial arts are flourishing now, one in ten people He is a martial artist, but this does not mean that martial arts masters, martial arts immortals and other realms are also running on the streets.
There is only one martial arts master among a hundred martial artists in the world; there is only one martial arts immortal among a hundred martial arts masters in the world.
He shouted loudly towards the shadow in front, full of momentum: "Who is pretending to be a ghost here? If you don't have the guts to come out, get out of here as soon as possible!"
As soon as the swordsman finished speaking, a dagger flew out from behind everyone and stabbed the person next to the leading swordsman in the back of the heart, killing him with one strike.
Several people behind the car turned around quickly and saw a group of figures standing on the road behind them. One of them in the middle was a young man in white clothes. If he looked carefully, he turned out to be young men.
At the other end of the alley, the ghostly black shadow also slowly appeared, wearing black clothes and a gentleman's sword with big sleeves.
It was Yan Longyu in white, Dugu Haodang in black and others.
The fourteen people escorting the carriage were surrounded by several teenagers in the alley.
The middle-aged swordsman with loose hair who saw the person clearly did not rush to ask why. Instead, he squatted on the ground and tested the breath of the dead servant. He was not too shocked and wanted to kill the person in the carriage. He has seen a lot and killed a lot.
The swordsman stood up and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I thought I was some kind of heroic knight who eliminates violence and brings peace to the people, but it turned out to be just a bunch of young people who don't know the world. What? Want to eliminate harm for the people?" He knocked on the carriage with his sword, " Then Sun Yan is inside, if you have the ability, come over and give it a try!"
Several Jianghu people behind him laughed out loud when they heard this: There are just a few young guys in front of you who are struggling to survive in the Third Realm of Meditation. What can you do to them?
"I'm going to help the tiger, so I won't let you go!" Feeling that it would be useless to say more, at the other end of the alley, Dugu Haodang, alone, held a sword in one hand and charged straight at the loose-haired swordsman.
A cold-faced gentleman, his sword is like his own.
The haired swordsman jumped forward to meet him.
At the moment of the fight, the swordsman had a surprised look on his face - this young man is actually in the same realm as me!
On the other side, seeing His Highness Dugu taking action, Yan Gui grinned, no longer as shy as before. He turned his back to the gangster-like disciples behind him and said fiercely: "If you are afraid of death, go back now and keep your mouth shut when you go out. Don't say that I am your master. I can't afford to disgrace this person."
"If you are not afraid of death, follow me now."
"Don't be afraid!" Several people behind him responded in unison.
After saying that, nine people, including Lian Yangui, stepped forward quickly with sticks in hand. No one stepped back. They fought wildly and entangled with the people guarding the carriage, without any rules at all.
Only Yan Longyu stood there, his expression unclear, his bright eyes looking fiercely at the carriage in front of him.
Finding the right moment, Yan Longyu stepped away dressed in white, with flowers blooming every step of the way, his clothes swaying, and his body as light as a swallow.
With Yan Gui at his side, no one can block his way.
While he was breathing, Yan Longyu had already approached the carriage. He gently picked up an iron sword on the ground and cut off the horse's reins with a swing of his arm.
The frightened white horse immediately ran away. The unbalanced front of the car slowly fell to the ground, and a pile of fat meat smelling of alcohol fell out of the car.
During the entanglement, three Jianghu people saw this and ran towards Yan Longyu, but were stopped by Yan Gui Hengjian who had retrieved his dagger.
Yan Gui was aggressive with one enemy and three enemies.
Looking back at Dugu Haodang, he was actually slightly better than a middle-aged swordsman with loose hair at the same level. When Yan Longyu asked about it afterwards, he just said that Lao He taught him well.
Sun Juan was so fat that it didn't hurt much if he fell to the ground.
Sun Qian, who was about to get up in a daze, saw an iron sword already placed on his neck that was not obvious. He was not shocked, but he seemed to be half awake from the wine.
Looking at the unfamiliar young man in front of him, Sun Juan narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't know you, tell me, who hired you to kill me? I asked my father to give you twice the price. Kill me back!"
Sun Qian, who seemed to have some experience in being assassinated, was not concerned about his own life at the moment, but was looking for his enemy. Ridiculous and infuriating.
Yan Longyu ignored the fat man in front of him and cursed fiercely.
Sun Qian, the second son of the county governor's family who boasted that he had numerous friends, remained motionless. He squinted at the young man in white in front of him, and laughed out loud as if he suddenly realized something: "Ouch! You are so handsome. I'm afraid you won't steal women with me." Let’s get through it!”
"Hahaha, it's easy to say. As long as I can make you put down your sword, you can tell whoever you want, and I will give it to you. Why bother killing people? Liu Hong? Qingmei? She is still the bitch who pretends to be loyal and unyielding. Wanqiu?"
Bitch!
Hearing that his sister was so humiliated by this dead pig, Yan Longyu couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly clenched the iron sword in his hand.
A trace of blood suddenly oozed from Sun Juan's neck. He panicked and screamed: "My father is the governor of this county! You must think clearly about killing me. Either you kill me now, and then Bury me with your whole family, or let me go quickly! I'm all bleeding!"
"Family." The young man hesitated. He really wanted to kill the inhuman beast in front of him with his own hands, but he was afraid of getting Sister Tao and Uncle Feng into trouble later.
But in fact, it's already very troublesome now.
For a moment, Yan Longyu held up his sword and was unable to dismount from the tiger.
Yan Gui, Dugu Haodang and the others were still fighting for time for the young man.
Looking at the hesitant young man, Sun Yan knew that he had given up and that he could not die, so he laughed sarcastically and showed provocation: What can you do to me?
Listening to the fat man's harsh laughter, Yan Longyu was extremely disgusted, but he was still undecided.
At this time, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in the alley and reached everyone's ears, "You brat, I won't kill you but I will keep it to give you lucky money during the New Year! You really don't follow your mother."
Someone looked for the sound and saw a figure on the high wall. It is Xishu Fengjue, Huafengju, who is dressed in a green shirt and a wooden hairpin with flowered temples.
Yan Longyu, who knew who the visitor was, did not raise his head to look, but just smiled faintly.
His mood suddenly became enlightened and he no longer had any worries, and without hesitation he suddenly pulled the sword out from the fat man's neck.
The blood spurting out in an instant stained the young man's clothes red. Sun Yan, who was still laughing at the young man's incompetence a moment ago, suddenly stopped and fell to the ground like a dead pig.
"With your words, Uncle Feng, I feel relieved!"
Hua Fengju laughed with satisfaction and jumped over the wall in a dashing way. He stood in front of Yan Longyu and deliberately gloated: "It's your first time to kill someone! Kill once, but you can't hold back!"
It was indeed the first time that Yan Longyu had killed someone with his own hands. He smelled the smell of blood and tried hard to hold back his fear. After taking another look at Hua Fengju who was standing beside him, he felt much more at ease.
There was an indescribable feeling of joy in the young man's heart, and he secretly made up his mind:
If I, Yan Longyu, see such an animal in the future, I will kill one!
Hua Feng, who didn't know why he appeared here, took away the iron sword from his nephew's hand, turned around and looked around, and said: "To kill someone, you have to kill them thoroughly. Just watch carefully! I will teach you this time. "
The next moment, the young man saw that Hua Feng, who had not killed anyone in fifteen years, raised his left hand to hold a sword, quickly jumped into the air and then hit the ground, leaving afterimages wherever he passed.
In the moonlight, a sword light flashed and a person fell to the ground.
In just a quarter of an hour, the middle-aged man walked back to Yan Longyu again. He threw the iron sword in his hand on the ground, pulled up the blood-stained hem of Yan Longyu's clothes and wiped the blood on his hands.
Sun Juan's fourteen bodyguards had lost their vitality, leaving only the middle-aged swordsman with disheveled hair who was fighting with Dugu Haodang.
Yan Longyu opened his clear eyes wide and was speechless.
This is the Grandmaster!
Concentrate your energy and run like thunder!
The young man Yan Gui had a look of joy on his face. He quickly ran to the two of them, raised his fists towards Hua Feng and said, "Disciple Yan Gui, I have met Master Feng Jue's uncle!"
According to seniority, Yan Gui is Yan Shiliu's apprentice, Yan Shiliu's is also the apprentice of Yan Linxiao, the swordsman of Xishu, and Hua Fengju is Yan Linxiao's brother-in-law. Yan Gui should call Hua Fengju his uncle and Yan Longyu his uncle.
After Yan Gui finished the ceremony to Hua Feng, whom he had not seen for many days, he turned around and changed his face. He scolded a few gangster disciples and left quickly, while telling them that no one could say anything about what happened tonight.
In fact, these gangsters were frightened when they saw Hua Feng raise his hand. They were afraid that the man would kill them too with a shaking hand. Even if they were given ten more courages, they would be the same as what happened tonight. Don't dare to talk nonsense.
After Yan Gui took the people away, the only living people in the alley were Yan Longyu, Hua Fengju, and the four enemies in front of them, Dugu Haodang and the Loose-haired Swordsman.
Yan Longyu knew Uncle Feng's intention of keeping the haired swordsman: Dugu Haodang's four realms were perfect, and he was only one step away from the fifth realm of breathing, and tonight was the day he broke through.
The middle-aged swordsman with disheveled hair who was so arrogant just now is now ashamed of himself.
Just imagine, a person who can kill you with a flick of his finger stands in front of you but does not kill you. Instead, he holds his arms as if watching a monkey and lets you use him as a sword practice stone for the young man in black, while he still He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to fight with the young man. He would either tire himself to death or be killed by the young man. Either way, he would die.
The haired swordsman wanted to cry but didn't know how much trouble Sun Juan had caused. It didn't matter that a young man was in the same realm as him. Now even the grandmaster was here.
Hua Feng stood with his arms raised and looked at Dugu Haodang. In terms of being cool and unrestrained, Hua Fengju had not lost for more than 40 years. He asked loudly: "Dugu boy, let me ask you, what is a gentleman!"
Yan Longyu also imitated Uncle Feng and stood with his arms folded.
Dugu Haodang, who had beads of sweat on his face, blocked with his sword and replied: "He who has good character, knows etiquette and protects the young, is not afraid of power, and dares to be the first, can be called a gentleman!"
Hua Fengju smiled and said: "Do what a gentleman does and hold a gentleman's sword. If you have a gentleman in your heart, you will have a sword in your hand. Should this person be killed?"
"Deserves to be killed!"
Hua Fengju continued: "What is 'breathing'?! As the saying goes, 'seeing with the eyes is illusory, hearing with the heart is reality.' With the ears as eyes and the mind connected, this 'breath' has nowhere to hide!"
Dugu Haodang savored it carefully and muttered it silently. He felt that the breathing of the middle-aged swordsman in front of him could be faintly heard in his ears, and he slowly closed his eyes.
The haired swordsman was shocked when he saw this scene of the young man: Is he really going to break through?
The swordsman continued to throw out sword moves in a panic, but Dugu Haodang no longer resisted, and just kept retreating with his eyes closed. At this moment, he seemed to be watching the swordsman's every move with his heart.
The boy is looking for a loophole!
Just when the swordsman was about to raise his hand again, Dugu Haodang felt the breath, closed his eyes and stepped forward to meet him, thrust out a sword and sealed his throat with one sword!
Dugu goes straight into the realm of breathing!
Seeing the unbelievable-looking swordsman with long hair slowly fall to the ground, Hua Fengju smiled happily, "He is a good swordsman, but he is still far from the person I was back then."
Yan Longyu was proud of his brother and secretly pouted: There is no one in this world who is thicker-skinned than Uncle Feng.
As if he still had something to say, Dugu Haodang slowly opened his cold, beautiful eyes, sheathed his sword and saluted Hua Fengju in thanks.
Hua Fengju waved his hands indifferently, turned around and said calmly: "You two just stay at Yan Gui's house these days. I will handle the funeral affairs of these people for you two brats..."
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Yan Longyu sometimes felt that as long as Uncle Feng was around, the sky falling would be nothing more than a trivial matter, because under Uncle Feng's sword, no reason was the greatest truth.
In the dark night, the two teenagers walked casually on the deserted streets of the county. They were both killing people for the first time, but they also experienced the pleasure of being a hero.
The young man smiled in unison and started running, as if running in the mountains and fields of Qishan, freely walking through the streets of this county and running towards Yan Gui's small courtyard.
At dawn the next day, the entire Fulong County was in a state of excitement.
Sixteen heads, including Sun Juan's, were placed in front of the county governor's house by someone.
On the gate of the county magistrate's house, someone wrote in eight large characters staggering around in blood, "The murderer Lu Ming Linghu".
Sheriff Sun Changan was so angry that he fainted on the spot.
Hua Fengju, who must avenge himself, actually recorded this life account on Lu Minggu, who wanted to block the river but was stopped by Master Zhang.
It’s true that when people sit at home, disaster comes from heaven!
