Chapter 172 Gifts from Various Factions
On the seventh day of June, the carriage passed Bazhou Mansion.
The Governor's Yamen and the Jiedu Envoy Si Yamen sent congratulatory gifts and strongly requested the prince to stay and entertain him. It was obvious that he would not get off the carriage, which meant that he would not show favor to the officials and others.
Xin Zhuo finally realized what it means to be a privileged class and what it means to be a relative of the emperor and the country. He is not a person who loses face, so he "reluctantly" and "reluctantly" got out of the car and ate havoc. After being stuck for a day, he loaded a carriage with "Bo Li" and continued north, taking a detour to Du Kang's Mansion to pick up Cui Ying'er and the others.
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Bazhou is a full three hundred miles away from Dukang Mansion, and the journey will take at least four to five days.
After such a long journey, riding in a carriage rocking, there is nothing to do except sleep.
To be honest, Xin Zhuo is not a warrior in the true sense. At least he does not need to meditate, move around the sky, and stretch his muscles as hard as ordinary warriors.
Chanyi and Sheng Ling were so surprised by this that they really suspected that the prince had lost all his martial arts skills.
When the carriage was still seventy miles away from Du Kang's mansion, Xin Zhuo had already fallen asleep.
I ate a little too much along the way, and I felt very sleepy when I got on the carriage, until I was awakened by two deep voices outside:
"The three madmen of the Wudang sect have met the prince!"
"Shaolin Ku Xing has met the Crown Prince!"
Chanyi opposite opened his eyes and looked at the confused Crown Prince: "You can choose to see him or not!"
This answer sounds very arrogant, but Xin Zhuo felt a little excited. He had jumped from a world where talking with fists to another world of fighting for his father.
He opened a corner of the curtain and looked out, only to see an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard standing on the roadside and an old monk with a white beard.
The two stood silently, doing nothing, but exuding a heart-stopping aura.
Behind the two of them stood Zhao Ling, who had recovered from his injuries, Master Ku Jing, the head of the Heshan Sect, the head of the Gu Cang Sect, the elders of the Wudang Sect, and Zhao Li, Song Xijun, Ke Qinge and others. Familiar people.
Everyone has varying degrees of weird respect on their faces.
Xin Zhuo lowered the curtains and asked: "Is the Jiang family really such a threat?"
Chanyi replied expressionlessly: "Of course there is! The ancestor of Zen Master Kuxing was taught martial arts by the ancestors of the Jiang family in his early years. The three crazy Taoists were once the martial arts boys of the prince's great-grandfather!
< br>The Jiang family once had many talented and beautiful people, and their disciples and former officials are all over the world. This is part of the reason why the Jiang family is famous all over the world.”
Sure enough! The history of a family that has existed for hundreds of years is not just talk, it is deeply involved.
Xin Zhuo naturally put on airs, closed his eyes and squinted slightly, ignoring it, otherwise how could he be worthy of the pursuit and his father's "win by lying down" in the past few days.
Chanyi already understood and asked coldly out the window: "What's the matter?"
The three crazy Taoists laughed and said: "There was a serious misunderstanding between the Wudang Sect and the Prince a few days ago. I specially presented seven Dahuangting Sutra and Sanzhuan Tongjing Pills. It is disrespectful!"
"Amitabha, the same is true for Shaolin!"< br>
Kuxing Zen Master said: "Shaolin is willing to present the eighteen martial arts skills and seven great return elixirs!"
Chanyi looked at Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment. He didn’t seem to need anything other than offering sacrifices to the spirits, but it was obviously not appropriate to find sacrifices to the spirits at this time. He opened the curtains and said coldly: "I understand, but you... are not sincere enough! ”
Song Xijun and Zhao Li looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and the words "The villain succeeds" almost came out.
It’s already bleeding profusely, it’s not enough! We all dream about it, and Demon Xin is Demon Xin!
Kuxing Zen Master and the three crazy Taoists looked at each other and smiled:
"Then add the Supreme Guanyuan Heart Sutra!"
"Shaolin Demon Chasing Thirteen Martial Arts!”
Xin Zhuo looked at Chan Yi in surprise: "How?"
The tip of Chan Yi's nose twitched: "The prince is still not satisfied with the martial arts of the two sects, so they can only wipe their necks!" Xin Zhuo " He reluctantly replied: "So-so, so be it! Lao Sheng, go on!"
"Rumble..."
The convoy gradually moved away.
The masters of each faction watched silently for a long time, until the convoy was out of sight, Song Xijun couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Taishi, why bother? All the treasures of the town faction were given to him!"
Over two hundred years old The three crazy Taoists couldn’t help but laugh up at the sky:
“This experience may seem like a beautiful sight, but in fact it is a sect of the Jiang family. The ups and downs of everything fall on this man's shoulders. It's him who rises and falls, but he doesn't know. What's wrong with this? Let's look at the future!"
Song Xijun! , Zhao Li and others were confused, but they always felt that... with Demon Xin around, there seemed to be nothing impossible, right? This thief is more cunning than anyone else.
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Dukang Mansion, located to the north of Bazhou and southwest of Jingjiang Mansion, strangled the transportation fortress leading to the hinterland of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.
If we talk about the family background of the high-ranking officials in Du Kang's Mansion, Du Kangbo's Mansion can at least be ranked among the top three. Du Kangbo's father Jiang Bieche was born in the Jiang family. He was a general who conquered the East, and was granted the title of uncle by the imperial court. He is also a martial arts master in the fifth level.
Jiang Bieche has a son, Jiang Hezhu, Wen Guan, East and West, North and South, and Wu Jue from all the Jianghu sects. Of course, these are his self-proclaimed names.
Mr. Jiang has been a little troubled and even uneasy these past two days.
Having been the second-in-command of Menghu Village for a period, he naturally knew Xin Zhuo's subordinates Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui and others. A few days ago, by chance, he discovered that Huang Dagui appeared in Du Kang Mansion, and he followed the clues and discovered Cui Ying. Er et al.
This excited him.
On his own territory, he has the absolute ability to round up and hunt these people.
Although Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu and others seemed to have learned Xin Zhuo's skills and were very cunning and difficult to catch, but they were just difficult to catch. He was absolutely sure to force them into a dead end and slowly tease them.
He did do that, and he did it. Then, he heard a shocking news.
This news, not only him, but also his father, Jiang Bieche, had not slept a wink for several days, did not think about food and drinks, had blisters in his mouth, and did not know what to do.
"Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, all uncles and aunts, please come out and go to my house. I will treat you with good wine and food. I am sincere!"
Jiang Hezhu led a group of guards. Lying down outside a contiguous abandoned courtyard with a complicated environment, he yelled hoarsely into the room.
After a while, Huang Dagui's loud voice came from inside: "Go to Uncle Jiang Hezhu, do you treat me like a three-year-old child? Just leave when you let me out? Come in if you have the guts?"< br>
“What should I say? , will you believe me?"
Jiang Hezhu looked bitter, "This is simply...the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Your Mr. Jiang is a family friend of our Du Kangbo Mansion. My father and I admire Jiang. Young Master! ”
"Bah! Who is Mr. Jiang? Who knows him? You are bragging and you don't draft a draft?"
Han Qiniang's voice said sarcastically: "Even if you tell lies, we won't believe you! After a few days The boss of Japan is here, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to cry!”
“I can’t even cry anymore”
Jiang Hezhu! He sat down on the steps and said dejectedly: "Who can believe this? Your boss is Mr. Jiang, and he is too hidden. Isn't this pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? If I had known, I would have joined you!" Eh? Murong Xiu, you are so lucky. Did you know that early on? "
"I know you!"
Murong Xiu sneered: "Stop playing tricks and come in if you have the guts?"
"I won't! If you don't come out, I won't leave!"
"If you don't leave, , let’s just waste it!”
(End of this chapter)