Beijing.
Simon.
A carriage drove into the city gate.
When the soldiers on duty saw the sign of Prince Sheng's Mansion, they quickly drove away the people and bowed to welcome the carriage into the city.
The clan has no real power, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it is already a powerful figure.
The curtains of the car were slightly opened, and a beautiful middle-aged woman with slender eyebrows was sitting inside. She looked at the people gathered at the city gate. She seemed to be in good spirits.
The carriage slowly walked into the city. There were many shops on both sides and the streets were busy with traffic.
The bustling crowd made a lot of noise.
The beautiful woman said in surprise: "I haven't returned to the capital for several years, but the world has changed!"
"When we entered the palace, the capital was very sick, and many people said that the building would collapse."
The white-haired old man driving the car had a deep and deep voice: "I never thought that the three emperors Hongwu, Zhengtong, and Tianshun would appear in succession, and they would have the appearance of ZTE. Unfortunately, the country's luck was not good enough, and the last two did not live long."
"Hongwu and Zhengtong can be called wise kings, while Tianshun just steals the credit."
The beautiful woman was the queen of the Orthodox Dynasty and a saint of the Sanyang Sect. She said quietly: "With the support of Tangge Lao in Daqing, it can last for two hundred years. I don't know how many generations of merit the Zhao family has accumulated."
"Jie Jie Jie... Our family doesn't think highly of Daqing. When the new king grows up, how can we allow anyone to point fingers?"
The old man smiled strangely and said: "In the future, without the governor sitting in the inner court, the new king will have more means to clean up the court. If Mr. Tangge is lucky, he can keep a whole body!"
The saint agreed: "Hai Gonggong has such knowledge, which is more than 90% of the officials in the court."
The old man was Eunuch Hai who murdered the Orthodox Emperor. After escaping from the palace, he joined the Sanyang Sect as the Chief Protector, and his status was only lower than that of the leader and the saint.
"Our family has seen a lot of bad things, so we can naturally understand the reason."
The saint nodded and said: "So whether it is to overthrow Daqing or seek immortality, the Governor will die!"
The purpose of the establishment of the Sanyang Sect is to overthrow the imperial court. Killing the governor will cause an imbalance in the imperial court structure, causing Daqing to collapse from within.
"Our family has served emperors for three generations, so we have some status, but it is far behind the governor who manipulated the change of imperial power."
Eunuch Hai admired: "It is truly unprecedented for a chamberlain to reach the level of a governor!"
"It's a pity that it can't be used by the Holy Religion."
The saint thought back to the time when the governor was just a slightly powerful eunuch who had to avoid kowtowing when he saw her. She never imagined that he would suddenly become a big shot manipulating the imperial power.
"Eunuch Hai, do you believe that Duke Du will live forever?"
"Dubious."
Eunuch Hai looked solemn and his old eyes were a bit fiery: "We know Lao Lu well. He is not a person who talks nonsense, not to mention the authenticity can be easily verified."
"The mistake is so shocking that our family has been unable to bear coming to the capital for a long time!"
In his early years, he practiced the Epiphyllum Book of Epiphyllum, and his longevity was severely damaged. Even if he changed his foundation and broke through the innate master, his longevity would still be short now.
Ever since he learned the secret of immortality, Eunuch Hai had been tossing and turning and couldn't sleep at night.
"Eunuch Hai came to the capital alone. Not to mention getting the flesh and blood of the governor, he can't even break through Zhen Gang's protective body."
There was a hint of surprise in the saint's voice when she spoke: "Shou Yuan's Endless Cultivation Epiphyllum Collection is a perfect match in the world. No one knows how strong the Du Gong's true energy is!"
Eunuch Hai said: "No matter how strong he is, he is still a human being, not a fairy or a demon. What's more, he has not even broken through the innate world."
The saint asked: "Eunuch Hai is close to Lao Lu. Do you know how many martial arts masters he invited?"
Lao Lu took the lead in going to the Sanyang Sect General Altar and made a plan to surround and kill the Governor and divide his flesh and blood. After that, he went to overseas islands, the far north glaciers, the far west deserts, and the far south Shiwan Mountains to invite several evil figures. A mighty strong man.
"At least six!"
Eunuch Hai said: "They are all old guys who are rumored to be dead, but in fact they are still living. Their strength has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. Their physical strength may not be as good as that of a young man, but their methods are even better!"
The saint nodded and said: "You, me, plus the leader, a total of nine masters surrounded and killed me. I really gave the governor enough face."
"But that's not all."
Eunuch Hai said: "There are thousands of kilograms of gunpowder buried underground in Prince Sheng's Mansion. We only need to introduce Duke Du into it, and we can at least seriously injure him!"
"Gunpowder... Since the emergence of gunpowder, it has been difficult for ordinary believers to compete with the imperial court. They suffered heavy casualties in the first encounter."
The saint frowned slightly: "The members of the church who have been practicing martial arts for several years are no match for the fire gun soldiers who have been training for three to five days. It is rumored that the imperial court is making more powerful fire guns. Will it threaten the innate master in the future?"
Eunuch Hai pondered for a moment and answered with absolute certainty: "I will definitely do it!"
The saint sighed: "When that time comes, who will still work hard to practice martial arts?"
After practicing martial arts for decades, his talent and luck were extremely high, so he could break through the innate realm. As a result, he could not withstand the volleys of hundreds of fire cannons, and martial arts naturally declined.
Grandpa Hai waved his whip and drove the horses to walk faster.
"That's why our family wants to live forever so as to preserve the martial arts inheritance. This is a great merit!"
The saint couldn't help but smile.
No matter what you want to do, good or bad, you can always find a reason when you need it.
roadside.
The traveling merchants and hawkers were haggling with their customers. They were blushing and fighting for two cents. They secretly used their listening skills to listen to all the cars and horses on the road.
Dongchang secret agents are all over the people.
Suddenly, words such as "Du Gong", "Martial Arts", and "Fire Gun" came to my ears. They were all characters closely monitored by Dongchang. I glanced at the source of the sound from the corner of my eye.
The old man driving the car had a pale face and no beard. He looked carefully at his fingers, eyebrows and eye movements, and found that there were traces of a servant.
The vendor noted down the appearance and direction of the carriage, handed the pick to the stall owner nearby to look at, and then slipped through the crowd and quickly disappeared.
After a while.
A dozen Dongchang Tiqi, disguised as ordinary people, followed the carriage.
The leader of the service confirmed that the old man driving the car was none other than Eunuch Hai, whom Dongchang had searched all over the world but still could not find.
"Quickly summon the Governor!"
…
royal palace.
All officials dispersed.
Zhou Yi waved his hand, followed the eunuch on the left and right, and walked a few steps quickly to follow Tang Mingyuan.
"Our family congratulates Mr. Tang on becoming the emperor's master. He has not yet been established, and his position is comparable to that of the three princes. In the future, the Daqing Kingdom will point to you!"
Tang Mingyuan couldn't tell that it was a sign of irony that he had no title at such a young age.
"My official position is better than being a governor. There have been rumors among the people for a long time, and the people are calling you unprecedented names."
When counting the powerful ministers in history, there are different opinions on who ranks first. If we want to say which servant is the most powerful, it can be said that Duke Zhou is undisputed.
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "This is not an insult. Our family has no descendants. Otherwise, how can we reassure the Queen Mother and Your Majesty?"
"..."
Tang Mingyuan was helpless. The governor's face was as thick as the city wall.
The chamberlain was naturally trusted by the emperor, not to mention that the governor was famously loyal, risking his life to avenge the legitimate emperor and supporting his two majesties to ascend the throne.
While the two were talking, they walked out of the east gate of the imperial city.
The old eunuch of Dongchang who was waiting outside the palace gate quickly came over to report to the governor.
Zhou Yi looked happy: "Have you heard clearly?"
The old eunuch said: "The driver was indeed Eunuch Hai, and the passenger was a middle-aged woman. She was wearing a bamboo hat when she got off the car. Judging from her figure, she must be a beauty. Together they went to Prince Sheng's Mansion."
"very good!"
Zhou Yi immediately guessed the identity of the woman, two martial arts masters, both of whom had been operating in the palace for many years, and Prince Sheng, who was quite prestigious in the clan.
The first thought was that Prince Sheng was not willing to let the royal family be sidelined, so he joined forces with Sanyang Demon to plot rebellion.
Zhou Yi thought for a moment and then ordered: "Go back to Dongchang quickly to mobilize the elite. Our family will personally take action to eradicate the three Yang rebels for the country."
Tang Mingyuan looked at the Governor who left in a hurry, and he probably had a guess in his mind.
After boarding the official sedan, he picked up a pen and wrote two pieces of paper, and ordered his loyal guards to send them to the East Factory and the Internal Affairs Department respectively.
"The Governor must leave the capital, and he cannot die easily. He will be a bait to attract the world's masters and buy me enough time to reform!"
…
Dongchang does not need detailed lists when deploying troops and generals.
But hundreds of servants and Tiqi were seen roaming the streets of Kyoto, rushing all the way to Prince Sheng's Mansion.
The Governor was wearing a bright red cloak, riding a dark cloud on a snow horse, surrounded by dozens of knights, including young lords and old father-in-law, all of whom were masters of martial arts.
No matter what you encounter in front of you, just ride your horse and ride over it.
Stalls, carriages and horses were all crushed to pieces, even official sedans were no exception. Officials in red and green robes rolled and crawled to avoid them.
The ferocious power of the governor of Dongchang has overwhelmed the world.
Zhou Yi said enthusiastically: "The world often says that prosperity leads to decline, but we don't believe it. That is just an excuse for decline and failure made by fools!"
All the chamberlains shouted in unison: "The Governor is wise!"
Gan'er beside him patted the horse and said, "My godfather is responsible for suppressing all enemies in the world."
"Not bad, our family..."
Zhou Yi was about to praise Qian'er when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, holding the Tang Palace token and shouting.
"Grandmaster, wait a minute."
Xilulu!
The snow horse neighed and raised its front hooves high.
Zhou Yi asked someone to interrupt him and asked with a bad look on his face: "Why are you looking for our family?"
The guard suppressed his fear and said respectfully: "I pay my respects to the Governor. Your Majesty ordered me to give this thing to you and ask you about the whereabouts of a girl."
Zhou Yi naturally understood that Tang Mingyuan was asking where the former emperor's princess was hiding.
"Master Tang is really interesting. He does everything well, and yet he is always looking for ways to make up for it. He is not the material to achieve great things!"
The late emperor remembered his old friendship with his friend and never thought of killing Tang Mingyuan. Instead, Tang Mingyuan joined forces with the governor to kill the king, which can be said to be disloyal and unjust.
Perhaps out of guilt, since the new emperor ascended the throne, he has been asking Zhou Yi for the daughter of the previous emperor.
"That person is a beloved relative and friend of our family. We cannot tell Mr. Tang so easily."
Zhou Yi waved his hand and took a picture of the ball of paper. When he opened it, the color changed drastically. There were only two words written on it.
Immortality!
The only person in the world who knows the top secret of immortality is Lao Lu. Now that Tang Mingyuan also knows it, it means that Lao Lu has leaked the news.
Zhou Yi's mind was telegraphed, and Tang Mingyuan was obviously sending a warning.
"Three Yang Sect, Prince Sheng's Mansion..."
Based on this inference, the Sanyang Sect may have deliberately exposed their traces and lured Zhou Yi to the back of Prince Sheng's Mansion to besieged and killed.
"I would like to see how much money was spent on setting a trap for our family in the capital, without fear of breaking a whole mouth of teeth!"
Zhou Yi thought this in his heart, but in fact he was cautious. He looked in the direction of Prince Sheng's Mansion and immediately turned his horse's head.
The guard hurriedly reminded: "Duke, you haven't told the whereabouts of the little girl yet."
"Nancheng Liushu Hutong, No. B32."
Zhou Yi clamped his legs between the horse's belly and rode the snow horse very fast. As long as he returned to Dongchang, no one could break through unless he mobilized the Beijing army.
The servants didn't know what was going on. Seeing the governor's gloomy face, they didn't dare to ask questions, so they turned back to the East Factory.
At this moment.
An arrow struck from the air, as fast as lightning, but silently.
"How brave!"
Zhou Yi yelled angrily, waved his hand with a giant palm of his true energy, and tried to push the arrow aside.
Tear!
The feather arrow easily penetrated the giant palm of Zhenqi, and the wood wrapped on the surface shattered, revealing the dark iron arrows carved with strange patterns inside.
"Sunset Arrow? Hunter King!"
Zhou Yi jumped into the air on horseback, and saw the setting sun arrow piercing through the snow colt, and then shot through several chamberlains one after another.
brush!
Another sunset arrow struck, hitting Zhou Yi in the middle of the sky with nowhere to dodge.
Bang bang bang...
After continuously penetrating the three layers of body-protecting Zhengang, the zhenqi attached to the sunset arrow was exhausted. Zhou Yi crossed the sky several feet, landed on the roof of a nearby restaurant, and shouted in the direction of the arrow's attack.
"This junior heard that the Hunter King roamed the mountains and rivers and was bold by nature. I never thought that he was actually a villain who only knew how to sneak attack!"
Only the people were heard screaming and running away, but the Hunter King who was hiding in the dark did not respond.
The servants and Tiqi of the East Factory jumped up to the roof one after another and turned into human shields to block the Governor from all sides. They would rather die themselves than let the Governor die.
One of the former will die, and all of the latter will die!
"Na Amitabha!"
The Buddha's name, as loud as a bell, drowned out the voices of hundreds of people. At some point on the east side of the street, an old monk in yellow robes, as thin as a stick, walked up.
The old monk was skinny and skinny, with facial features as sunken as a skull.
He is extremely tall, at least four to five feet tall. His limbs are as slender as bamboo poles, and his arms hang down to his knees.
Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and recalled the strong men recorded in the Sutra Library of the Imperial Palace. There was only one who fit the appearance of this monk.
"The Divine Monk of the Western Regions, the Vajra Immortal!"
"Jiejiejie..."
Zhou Yi was not afraid to laugh back, looked around and said: "In order to deal with our family, Lao Lu really worked hard. I wonder how many other seniors will show up, right?"
"I have heard about the reputation of the governor for a long time, and now I can see him. His reputation is well-deserved."
The speaker walked out of the wine shop on the west street. He had white hair and a messy beard. He was holding a big wine gourd in his hand and drank a sip of wine in one sentence. The most eye-catching thing was the giant blade on his back.
It's more than a foot wide and six feet long, like it's carrying a door panel.
"Bad Sword, Huo Cong!"
Zhou Yi's true energy circulates and turns into a yellow glass cover, layer by layer, protecting the whole body.
Hunter King and King Kong Immortal were powerful men outside Daqing, and their records are relatively vague, while Ba Dao's name is much more resounding, and together with the sword god Wuming, they form a double sword.
"Senior, could it be that you want to follow in the footsteps of the Sword God?"
Huo Cong took a big sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm mostly buried in the ground, why are you afraid of life and death?"
Zhou Yi said: "The three of you are not enough for me to kill you!"
The words have not yet fallen.
Three old acquaintances came from the south, a monk, a beauty, and a fake eunuch.
"Amitabha!"
The leader of Sanyang, the old monk Qingyang, clasped his hands together, pronounced the Dharma chant, and said with kind eyes, "I haven't seen him for several years, and the governor's demeanor is even better than before."
Zhou Yi said coldly: "A few rats in the stinky ditch can't get on the table."
Two more figures walked out from the north. The leader was only wearing a piece of tiger skin around his waist. His long snow-white hair was casually scattered, and his exposed skin had countless tattoos of beasts.
The Great Master Ben Xin followed behind the savage with a rather respectful expression.
"True spirit, the great master of the previous generation!"
Zhou Yi stood on the top of the building, looking down at the strong men in all directions. The strong wind blew in front of him, and the bright red cloak rustled.
"One, two, three...eight martial arts masters."
"Let's go together!"
(End of chapter)
