"Wang Yuanba, we can wait for your birthday banquet, but our brothers can't wait. Today's canal boat matter must be settled!" Zu Qianqiu shouted coldly.

Watership?

When Mo Yuan heard this, he immediately started to think twice. Zu Qianqiu and the old man were known as the Yellow River Ancestors and were the leaders of the underworld in Kaifeng. The Golden Sword Sect was very powerful in Luoyang and had quite a lot of momentum.

Luoyang and Kaifeng are both important nodes for water ships to transport grain northward. Zu Qianqiu must have come to visit because of the interests of water transportation with Jindaomen.

The capital of the Ming Dynasty was Yanjing, and the north was short of grain. Every year, tens of thousands of grains were transferred from the south to the north. The grain ships were transported when they went there, and when they came they were cargo. The water section of the Cao River runs through the north and the south. As a result, the cities on both sides of the strait are prosperous.

Knowing how much interests were involved, if Zu Qianqiu wanted to cause trouble because of this matter, it would make sense to choose it on a special day such as his birthday.

As the saying goes, cutting off someone's wealth is like killing one's parents. When it comes to big things like transporting water and ships, no one can stop it.

"Zu Qianqiu!"

Only a loud shout was heard, but it was the tall man Mo Yuan had seen in the teahouse that day. It was Wang Bofen, the eldest son of the Wang family. He said: "Everyone has his own rules and regulations on the matter of water transport. How can something happen to you in Kaifeng?"

Are you so domineering and have trouble with me in Luoyang City?!"

"Brother is right!" The fat man who welcomed Mo Yuan in took a step forward. He was Wang Yuanba's second son, Wang Bofen. He said in a sinister tone: "You guys, how dare you come here today to find someone from the heretic side?

Are you treating us and other righteous heroes as useless?!"

This Wang Bofen is quite clever. Not to mention the seven or eight hundred heroes here, just the dozen or so people standing near Mr. Wang are all members of the righteous sect. If they really want to help, Zu Qianqiu and others today

I am determined not to get any easy way out.

But since Zu Qianqiu came to stir up trouble, how could he not take all the guests present into consideration? He sneered and said: "If we are deliberately causing trouble for you, these righteous heroes will just help you, but today I am here

, but it is to seek justice for the brothers under my command. The Golden Blade Sect is overbearing and overbearing. They intercepted three canal boats under my sect and injured my brothers. Since you claim to be righteous heroes, do you want to punish the evil and eliminate the evil?

Are you going to help Golden Blade Sect do something for the tiger?!"

As soon as he said these words, all the heroes turned their attention to Wang Yuanba. He came to seek justice. If this matter is not handled well today, the name of the hero of Zhongzhou will be ruined from now on!

"Amitabha!"

The eminent monk from Shaolin Temple suddenly shouted the Buddha's name, and he was heard to say: "Old donor Wang, this poor monk is an outsider and should not be involved in this matter. However, the poor monk still has to say a few words. If he hurts someone, he should still

You have to pay one or two compensations."

When Wang Yuanba heard this, his heart tightened. The four ancestors of the Yellow River were coming fiercely, and the ancestor Qianqiu defeated his eldest son with one move. He was clearly a first-rate master. The Shaolin sect clearly meant that they wanted to help each other.

However, he glanced at the short Taoist in Taoist robes beside him, and felt certain in his heart.

He turned his head and smiled at the Shaolin monk and said: "Zen Master Jueyue, you are a worldly monk, so you don't need to pay attention to such mundane things."

The monk who was called Jueyue whispered the Buddha's name and said nothing more. Even the Shaolin Temple must pay attention to the value of peace and not cause trouble on the road. Although the Golden Sword Sect is powerful in Luoyang, this ancestor of the Yellow River is also from Kaifeng

Yiba, there is no need for Shaolin Temple to offend either party at this moment.

Wang Yuanba then turned around and said to Zu Qianqiu and others: "The reputation of our Golden Knife Sect is not up to the judgment of those from other sects. It was indeed my disciples of the Golden Knife Sect who did something wrong a few days ago. I am willing to apologize to you."

, if you don’t mind it, you can have a glass of water and wine at the birthday banquet, and the boat will be put back later.”

"Wang Yuanba, how can it be so simple? Your disciples injured more than ten of my brothers. If you don't ask your disciples to kowtow in front of my brothers today to apologize, you will never let this matter go!" Zu Qianqiu snorted coldly.

road.

"Don't even think about it!" Wang Bofen shouted with an angry face. In his opinion, his father's promise to settle the matter was enough to give him face. If he really handed over those disciples and asked them to kowtow to apologize, he would not say whether these disciples were disappointed or not, but he was afraid of spreading the word.

Go out, all the heroes in the world will say that the Golden Sword Sect is cowardly!

Being in the world is nothing more than a reputation. If the reputation gets bad, the Golden Blade Sect will fall apart in the blink of an eye.

Wang Yuanba also looked at Zu Qianqiu and others with an angry face, and said: "Your Excellency, you have gone too far!"

"Huh, sloppy scholar, there is no need to talk to them anymore. Since they are not willing, then I will beat them until they are willing!" The fat ball next to him said in a bad tone. He is another one of the ancestors of the Yellow River.

An old man.

"Eat them!" the white-skinned monk suddenly shouted with a fierce look on his face.

When Mo Yuan heard this, he suddenly remembered the identities of these two tall and strong black and white monks. These two people must be the two bears of Mobei who like to eat human flesh and roam outside the Great Wall!

Yes, Mobei Shuangxiong, Huanghe Ancestor and others are all masters of the underworld. They are already familiar with each other. It is reasonable and reasonable for them to come to help today.

Mo Yuan felt sick in his heart when he thought of the horrific scene in the original book of these two people eating each other's hands. He made up his mind that no matter what happened today, he was determined not to let these two people escape.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. This Wang Yuanba only said that we bullied others too much, but he didn't say that he would not agree to my waiting. Let's just watch." Zu Qianqiu said indifferently.

The eminent monks of the Shaolin Sect all looked like they were staying out of the matter. He expected that the disciples from the famous sect next to him would also stay out of the matter. In terms of friendship, the Golden Knife Sect didn't have a deep relationship with them. Besides, they didn't care about this matter.

In terms of logic, not to mention force, they had the upper hand.

Wang Yuanba couldn't help but snorted coldly when he saw these two people looking confident about him. He said to Yu Canghai: "Master Yu, you are the head of Qingcheng. It's up to you to judge this matter. Should I do it or not?"

You should agree."

"Of course I shouldn't agree!"

Yu Canghai wanted to ask for help, and of course he was on Wang Yuanba's side, but he saw him coming out with his sword in hand and said: "You guys know how to treat others with kindness and mercy, don't force them too much, in my opinion, you guys

Just listen to Mr. Wang and come in and have a glass of water."

"When did the people from Sichuan and Shu get involved in my affairs in the Central Plains?" When Zu Qianqiu saw Yu Canghai standing up, he said "geographical infamy".

He said: "Your Excellency is the head of Qingcheng. You just need to take care of the affairs of Shu in western Sichuan. You should meddle in other people's affairs without any reason. In the future, my disciples must be more careful when traveling to Heluo."

This was a naked threat, but none of the heroes present felt that there was anything wrong with Zu Qianqiu's words. This matter was originally a dispute between the Golden Blade Sect and the Yellow River Ancestor, and it had nothing to do with Yu Canghai, so he intervened forcefully.

, but it broke the rules of the world.

Since Yu Canghai claimed to have taken over as the head of Qingcheng, even the abbot of Shaolin has been polite to him when he saw him. How could he withstand such a threat?!

With a 'clang' sound, he had already pulled out the long sword in his hand and said angrily: "The thief has such a strong tone, look at the sword!"

With a flash of sword light, his figure appeared in front of Zu Qianqiu, and the sword went straight to Zu Qianqiu's head...
Chapter completed!