Chapter 111 A new chapter, setting off for the world
Winter in the twenty-fifth year of Tianshou.
He ascended the throne at the age of forty and ruled the world for twenty-five years. He could not be called a wise king, but he was not considered stupid either. The Tianshou Emperor, who had an ordinary life, passed away!
The world was shocked.
Twenty-seven-year-old Crown Prince Ji Chunjiu ascended the throne and changed his title to Zhenyuan. The Crown Princess Hui Rulan, who had been a nun in Shuiyue Nunnery for several years, was originally named Ji Zejun and sat in the middle palace, her mother respected the world.
Hui Ruqing, who also worked as a nun in Shuiyue Nunnery, was originally named Ji Yaoyue and was promoted to Princess Shengping. She made a strange vow that "I am married, my husband is dead, and I will never marry again in this life." The emperor ordered her to observe filial piety for one year. In charge of the punishment department.
The three great masters of Tianji, Shenyin and Honghua came to Beijing to congratulate the new king!
Su Wuji, the prince of Nanli County, who went to Beijing for the funeral at the same time, was granted the title of Dazhu Kingdom by the new emperor and was granted the title of 3,000 households. Su Miaojin, the lord of Nanli County, was granted the title of 3,000 households. Su Miaojin, the prince of Nanli County, was granted the title of 500 households and was placed in the mausoleum of Emperor Daxing. On the third day after that, the father and daughter went to Jiang's house for a visit. An hour later, they went out. Their expressions were not very good. Su Miaojin even looked in one direction for a long time, her eyes full of hesitation.
Of course these major events have nothing to do with the bandits who are illiterate in Fulong Village, a bandit village four thousand miles away in the mountains on the edge of Fufeng Prefecture on the border of Southeast Bazhou. .
"Crunch..."
In the yard, Huang Dagui stopped sharpening his knife and sharpened his needles. There were thirty-six thin needles, one foot long.
This was ordered by the boss, and Bai Jianxi went to order it. Although he didn’t know what the boss was going to do, Huang Dagui was working very hard. In the past, the boss would not let himself do anything, sharpen the needle. Still a breeze.
"Ahem..."
There was a violent cough not far away. Huang Dagui looked over with distress and sighed. The boss's body was really broken.
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang were lying on the original recliner again, covered with a thick quilt, squinting slightly, but their eyes seemed to be staring at the open space in a daze.
"Thump thump thump..."
At this time, Murong Xiu ran in from outside, drank a large spoonful of cold water, and then wiped the sweat on his forehead: "The boss bought a carriage. Thirty taels of silver, from the gray shed, it's quite strong, so if we can't get it out, we'll put it in the bushes below for another day! If you leave, it will be enough for you and Ying'er and Qiniang to sit down!"
"Well!"
Xin Zhuo coughed again and asked: "Second Master, Lao Bai and the others Aren’t you back yet?”
“Maybe until dark...”
Before Murong Xiu could finish speaking, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and Cui Ying'er and others entered the village.
Cui Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I'm gone now. It's been almost twenty days. There's not a single nun left in Shuiyue Temple, and even the Buddha statue has been taken away.
The nun princess was the first to leave. She was surrounded by troops twenty days ago. She was very grand, but she all wore mourning scarves. When she passed us at the bottom of the mountain, she opened her sedan chair and looked up. "
Bai. Jianxi also said: "Qiugong Pavilion is also gone. A few old men who were sweeping the floor and doing miscellaneous tasks the day before yesterday drove away in a carriage pulling the last pile of documents. I even went in and walked around a lot, and there wasn't even a hair left. "
Xin Zhuo's face was still serious: "Has anyone been watching you these days? "
Cui Ying'er thought for a while: "Fifteen days ago, I was pretending to be wandering under Shuiyue Temple, and the old nun Pu Jing glanced at me, but then she led the young nuns on her back and bowed down the mountain."< br>
“It’s the same on our side.” Han Qiniang said: “That Mr. Qiugongge, who was as fat as a pig, also took a look at our side before leaving, and then left with the students too!”< br>
Xin Zhuo was silent for a long time. Are those two old guys very confident in their own methods? As if spitting out a few words from the root of his teeth: "The game is alive!"
Everyone looked at him, wondering what was wrong with the boss? Is there really still a game?
“Fulong Village?”
At this moment, a man wearing a purple gown and a scar on his face suddenly walked in outside. His blood energy fluctuated around the eighth level. He glanced at everyone coldly: "Which one is Xin Zhuo?"
"Another declaration of war?" Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu protected Xin Zhuo and looked at each other coldly.
That’s right! In the past few days since the headmaster was recuperating and Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue Temple had left, Fulong Village was almost broken by those who issued a gauntlet.
The reason is that someone spread the news that "Xin Aotian, the old thief with many evil deeds" has a grandson. Everyone who had a problem with Xin Aotian within a few hundred miles sent people to declare war.
It is said that this was Xin Aosheng's style when he was engaged in trouble. He would first declare a challenge and then challenge. At that time, he would not care about life or death. He would beat someone to death, humiliate their wife and daughter, and steal their money. This was too domineering, too full of evil, and too consistent with the style of a bandit. It suddenly broke Cui Ying'er's understanding of the old master.
They didn’t want to believe it at first, but as more and more people signed the letter of challenge, hundreds of letters had been received within twenty days, and there were even plaintive curses from abandoned women, each with their own words. Chi Chi, it is a matter of course that the debts owed by ancestors must be repaid by grandchildren.
This cannot but make people suspicious.
Was the old boss really such a dog-man during his lifetime?
The only difference is that these people are not so awesome that they ignore the emperor's death and the time limit for observing filial piety.
Therefore, the challenge dates are set between the first and fifteenth day of the new year.
There are still ten days to go.
At this time, the scar-faced man sneered: "This letter is not a letter of defence, but it is more important than a letter of defence. Xin Zhuo accepts the letter!"
Xin Zhuo did it! wave.
Cui Yinger handed over the letter.
When I opened it, I saw a few rows of handwriting written on it: "Weren't you beaten to death by Qiugong Pavilion? Are you useless? What a pity. I have found out all about your ancestors and grandson in the past few days.
䱱My grandfather’s enemies during his lifetime have sent letters one by one to spread all the news about you, but they have concealed the fact that you have been deposed. Just wait for the abuse of the storm. The house is leaking and it rains all night long, which makes you miserable——
Dukang Mansion Jiang Hezhuliu.”
“Where does this bastard come from? The boss is like this. I think he is a pervert.” Murong Xiu couldn’t help but cursed and waved his sword. Sound.
Xin Zhuo threw the letter away and pointed at the smug delivery man not far away: "Throw it down!"
"How dare you? I'm from the Jiang family of Du Kang Mansion!" The man was furious.
Murong Xiu dared, and so did Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang, who had broken through to the eighth level.
......
In the Juyi Hall, several pieces of white paper were put together, with topographic maps drawn on them.
Murong Xiu looked like an expert, pointed at the map and said: "We went to the Menghu Village and looked, and they disappeared. Now Shuiyue Temple, Qiugong Pavilion and Menghu Village are all gone, and only the Menghu Village is left. Here we go.
But the big boss rejected the proposal of the four members of the Fufeng Mansion, and our relationship was forged. The news that the chief catcher Xue Huaiwei, who was born in the Gunman Villa, had a life-and-death battle with the big boss on New Year's Eve became more and more noisy, regardless of the big boss. The leader has lost his martial arts skills. "
Cui Ying'er also analyzed: "Our dilemma now is that Xue Huaiwei, the chief arrester of Fufeng Mansion and Sixth Grade Realm, and one hundred and three enemies, including Shenqian Villa, Yimen Du Family and other big... Power, and... Tang Wuwo, the owner of Duanyang Tower who killed the old boss.
Originally I didn’t want to mention the old boss’s enemy, but he’s been stabbed out by that damn Jiang Hezhu, so I can’t help but mention him. "
"Seven people and one dog fight against hundreds of dozens of families. The advantage is mine. No one understands them better than me! "Bai Jian narrowed his eyes, and his orchid fingers curled up.
Huang Dagui's single eye glowed, and he shouted: "The mountains of swords and seas of fire have come over, what the hell, go to the capital and chop off the new emperor's head. , Bird position is the master of the game! ”
After all, the final decision lies with the boss, even if the boss has been abolished.
Xin Zhuo coughed twice, looked at the "xxxx" martial arts looming in front of him in the moon-watching well, and smiled faintly: "We have a feud with Fufeng Mansion. Since those more than a hundred people are fighting against us, Why don't the golden cicada escape from its shell and be the first to do it? They? Let’s leave Fulong Village tomorrow. It’s time for us to talk to Jianghu!”
“Tell us some truth.”
The thieves don’t have much confidence, but they are spirited. Very exciting, I really like the style of Da Dangjia.
"Woof..." Xiao Huang also peed excitedly.
(End of this chapter)