Chapter 228 Looking back at another five years!
Time flies.
The tide rises and falls, the clouds roll and relax.
Looking back in the blink of an eye, more than five years have passed in this world.
In the past five years, the chaotic situation in the world has gradually become clearer.
In the second year, the fourth prince was killed by Gu Wenhui.
In the fourth year, civil strife broke out among the sixth princes. After being betrayed, he was beheaded with a sword in the palace.
And the army under Gu Wenhui's command marched forward with great success, devouring all parts of Dahan.
There are a total of fifty-two states and counties in the Great Han Dynasty, and today, he already controls thirty of them!
There are more than one million troops under his command!
Now, wherever King Gu's cavalry goes, they all look down upon the wind.
Everyone said that Gu Wenhui had the appearance of a true emperor and the aura of a supreme being!
Both the power and the direction of public opinion are all moving towards Gu Wenhui, as if everything is a foregone conclusion.
And the real emperor of the dynasty, the last emperor of the Chu family, was said to have been bedridden and seriously ill for several months and could die suddenly at any time.
The common people who have suffered for many years have extremely hoped that the world can be reunited. No matter who is the emperor, it will be fine as long as it can bring them peace and keep them fed and clothed.
Tamagawa County.
Yuchuan County is outside Yunling City. This county is close to Dahan Capital City. It has many mountain peaks and dangerous roads, and many checkpoints are located there.
Regardless of whether you are coming from the south or the north, if you want to enter the imperial capital, you need to pass through Tamagawa County.
Therefore, Tamagawa County is also said to be the gateway to the capital, which is the last barrier of the imperial capital.
Today, countless people are talking about when King Gu will lead his army to break through Yuchuan Pass and land in the capital.
According to the current momentum, we can only say that it will be soon!
In the city of Tamagawa County, a huge trading house is located.
On the lintel of the trading house, there are the words Changminghui engraved on it.
In the guild hall, in a living room.
Liang Zhaolong, who looked more mature, was sitting on the main bench, looking at an ink painting in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.
"You said this is a collection of the imperial palace?" Liang Zhaolong's eyes fell on a young man standing in the middle of the living room.
"It's absolutely true." The young man said seriously.
"How do you expect me to believe you? Although the quality of this painting is indeed extraordinary, it has nothing to do with the royal family. It is just a landscape painting with no inscriptions or jade seals." Liang Zhaolong questioned.
"Besides, if it's a palace collection, how did you get it?"
The young man opened his mouth, but seemed to hesitate when he spoke, and did not dare to speak directly.
"Here, let's see you off." Liang Zhaolong lost interest and wanted to send this person away, not wanting to waste too much time.
The young man suddenly became anxious and touched his face with his hand, revealing a slightly ugly face.
In the living room, the backbone members of Chang Minghui on both sides suddenly stood up and stared at the man who revealed his true face.
"Huh?!" Liang Zhaolong also squinted his eyes, feeling familiar with the face in front of him.
"Stealing Saint Ning's new fox!" A key member of the Changming Society was the first to speak out.
"That's right!" Ning Xinhu said solemnly.
When Liang Zhaolong heard this, he was also silent for a while.
The name of Thief Saint has emerged in recent years, and it is still quite famous in the world. It is different from Liu Dingsheng's thieves and thieves in the past.
The thief in front of me is a pure evil man who enjoys stealing and murdering for money.
In the past few years, this person has committed countless cases and has been a wanted criminal by the court for many years.
If this person is really the thief and says that this painting is a treasure he stole from the palace, it would be somewhat credible.
But it's only somewhat credible.
Even though the power of the imperial court has declined, the important place of the palace is not accessible to anyone who wants to.
Even if he is the so-called Saint Thief, it sounds a bit unbelievable.
Just when the Thief Saint was about to say something, suddenly a member of the Changming Society came quickly.
"Master Liang, there are people from the Jinque Sect outside. They say they want to arrest the Thief Saint, and they are about to rush in!"
As soon as these words came out, Ning Xinhu's face suddenly changed color, and he became extremely anxious.
"Brother Liang, let me tell you the truth. These Jinque sect members got the news from nowhere and have been chasing this picture scroll in my hand. The more they kill me like this, the less I want to Let them succeed.
I originally wanted to sell this scroll to make some money, but now I will give it to you at the Chang Ming Society! "
After saying that, Ning Xinhu moved his body, rushed out of the living room in one stride, jumped into the air and climbed over the wall to leave.
"President!" Upon seeing this, all the backbone members wanted to chase after him.
"There's no need to chase him. The movement speed of this Thief Saint is top-notch. You can't catch him if you chase him hard. Only by setting a trap can you have a chance to catch him." Liang Zhaolong shook his head.
"Then this picture scroll."
"Most of them want to divert trouble to the east, and this picture may not be true." Liang Zhaolong analyzed.
At this moment, the door of Changming Chamber of Commerce was kicked open.
A group of Jinque disciples rushed in with knives.
"Ning Xinhu, come out!" shouted a member of the Jinque sect. "You guys are breaking into our chamber of commerce without permission, and you are assuming that no one in my Chang Ming Guild can do it!" Hu Laosan drew his sword, glared and yelled.
A group of Changminghui warriors from the Chamber of Commerce came out one after another and surrounded this group of Jinque sect members.
"Changminghui? If you are interested, let Ning Xinhu come out. Otherwise, our Jinque Sect will tear down your business and find out the thief!"
The Jinque disciple was not afraid of this Changming Meeting at all, and there was an obvious threat in his tone.
In their opinion, how could a small local chamber of commerce compete with their Jinque Sect.
In the arena, Jinque Sect can definitely be regarded as a first-rate sect.
There are only a handful of forces that dare to provoke them.
"That Ning Xinhu has already run away, you might still have time to chase him now." Liang Zhaolong walked out of the living room, looked at the group of trespassing Jinque disciples, and said coldly.
"Hmph, who knows whether he ran away or not? I want to search your business to make sure!" Yang Jin also stared at Liang Zhaolong coldly and said.
"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to search our business?" Hu Laosan was furious.
"Just rely on the knife in my hand!" After Yang Jin said this, he moved towards Hu Laosan.
His speed is extremely fast, and he is like a martial artist in the extreme realm.
In the world of martial arts, extreme warriors are already considered extremely powerful, and they are also the end of martial arts that most warriors can see or touch.
This is also the reason why Yang Jin has no scruples.
It is impossible for ordinary local trading houses to have warriors who match his strength!
Unfortunately, this place is not an ordinary business.
Clang!
A long knife caught the knife in Yang Jin's hand midway and stopped his momentum.
"You!" Yang Jin widened his eyes and looked at Liang Zhaolong who stopped him.
He could clearly feel that the long knife in the opponent's hand did not move at all when it clashed with him!
But he received a huge blowback, and the arm holding the knife was numb.
"Do you still want to search?" Liang Zhaolong stared at him and asked.
"You, you dare to stop my Jinque Sect!" Although Yang Jin felt that something was wrong, he still refused to swallow his anger.
This is due to the past style of doing things.
The Jinque Sect is a powerful sect in the martial arts world, and it often uses its banner to oppress others.
He has tried this trick repeatedly, and few warriors dare to offend the Jinque Sect.
However.
Liang Zhaolong didn't talk nonsense to him, and the coldness in his eyes became even more intense. He raised the knife in his hand and slashed out a sword energy.
Just a buzzing sound was heard, and the air was split by the sword energy.
Under Yang Jin's shocked gaze, his right arm holding the knife was neatly cut off by the sword energy.
Blood is like a pillar!
Liang Zhaolong then put his foot on his heart, kicked him more than ten meters away, smashed him against the courtyard wall, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Senior Brother Yang!" All the brothers were shocked.
They all didn't expect that there would be a Qi refining master quietly sitting in this small trading house!
This is beyond their knowledge.
These days, are qi-refining masters so simple and unpretentious, so easy to meet?
Now, this qi-refining master was obviously irritated by them, which made all of them tremble with fear.
They all know the strength of Qi refining masters, and there is no way that they can be their opponents even if they are combined together.
Just a few random sword attacks like the one just now can break their siege.
"Now, do we still want to search?" Liang Zhaolong approached Yang Jin holding a blood-stained sword and asked again.
"No, no, senior, sir, I am only acting on the orders of the sect." Yang Jin begged for mercy while vomiting blood. At the critical moment of life and death, he no longer spoke harshly.
If Liang Zhaolong were an extreme martial artist, he would still have the strength to fight, but as a master of Qi refining, he would not even have the thought to resist.
"Tell me, why are you chasing Ning Xinhu? If there is any deception, I will definitely kill him." Liang Zhaolong asked directly.
"Don't tell me, you are doing it for the imperial court's reward."
Yang Jin looked at the bloody sword in Liang Zhaolong's hand and was frightened, but finally chose to confess honestly.
"He has a picture scroll stolen from the palace, which contains half of the martial art."
"Half a martial art?" Liang Zhaolong was stunned.
Just say that ordinary calligraphy and painting, no matter how valuable it is, should not be subject to such a large-scale search and arrest by Jinquemen, and such attention should be paid to it.
If it were a clue related to martial arts, it would make sense.
"And it is the most important martial art inheritance of the Chu royal family, the third-grade Zhengyang Art!" Yang Jin added.
"Third grade?!" Liang Zhaolong was really shocked.
If it were an ordinary eighth- or ninth-level martial art, it was not that he had never seen it before. Even if the martial arts itself was indeed very precious, he didn't want it that much in his eyes.
After all, he himself also masters this kind of martial art, it's not like he doesn't have it.
But the third-grade martial art, such a high-grade martial art, was definitely something he had never heard of.
Not to mention him, even Song Changming, who was behind him, had never obtained it.
(End of chapter)