On the ancient and long winding trail, a handsome young man in brocade clothes, with a sapphire pendant around his waist, sat on a big horse. Beside him, a guard with gray temples led the big horse slowly.

Move forward slowly.

The handsome man seemed to have countless solemn thoughts accumulated in his heart at this time, and his face seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, with a sad look on his face. He sighed and complained: "My lord, what do you mean by saying that I am the emperor?

Like a puppet on strings, being manipulated in the hands of others, should my surname be Lin, or the prime minister's surname, Feng? Why did my father leave me such a mess?"

Yes, this person is Lin Jiming, the current sage of Lin Quanguo, and walking beside him, leading the horse and looking at the retinue who is over 70 years old, is Wang Jilu, the current general manager of the palace.

Wang Jilu consoled him: "Sajia is just an eunuch, and he doesn't know much about many things. No one thought about the death of the late emperor, but let's make peace with it now. Your Majesty, as long as you do what you are doing now, I believe you can survive it."

During this period of time, when the government is stabilized, the rainbow will always be seen after the rain."

Lin Jiming lamented, "I hope so, I'm afraid the other party won't give us the time at all and only wants to strangle us in our infancy."

Feng Xun, an old fox, has always been ruthless in doing things. It is not impossible for him to start killing people before he has grown up.

Lin Jiming was not afraid of death. Being born in an imperial family was basically equivalent to being with death all day long. However, he was unwilling to die in such a depressing manner.

Moreover, the huge Lin family was extinct in his generation. How could he face his ancestors who were under the threat of death?

To put it another way, Xun Shu has always been suitable to be a hero. If he really wants to ascend the throne, he is afraid that countless innocent souls will be killed in vain, and the people will only be in dire straits.

The prince looked seriously and said: "Your Majesty, if I were to reach such a field and the old slave worked hard to cultivate himself, he would definitely take Feng Xun's dog head, so that he would never have the chance to get involved in the throne in this life!"

As the general manager of the Imperial Household, he has served several generations of emperors of the Lin family and has been practicing martial arts for decades, so he naturally has the confidence to say this.

Lin Jiming waved his hands and said: "It's not necessary. After one Feng Xun dies, there will always be another Feng Xun. The root factions here are not fully understood, and it doesn't mean much. And with the power Feng Xun currently holds, I'm afraid

It will lead to even worse results.”

The prince was particularly dissatisfied and continued: "But..."

Lin Jiming interrupted his words, "No need to say more, we just came out to get some air today, not to discuss these troublesome matters!"

"Alas!" Prince Wang had no choice but to give up.

Lin Jiming pointed forward and said happily: "Look! There is a town ahead, let's go there and have a look!"

...

Zhang Yuan and others explored the surrounding area of ​​Nanxi Town for a long time, and after confirming that there were no ambush traps, they opened a room in the Tianxian Restaurant. Everything was ready, and they were waiting for the arrival of the Langya Gang.

In the blink of an eye, night fell, and a pair of men and horses appeared in a vast place. The leader, as soon as he walked into the main hall of Tianxian Restaurant, shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone, get out of here. This is our Langya Gang here tonight."

Our territory, if anyone is ignorant and unwilling to leave, then he will not give me the help of Langya to save face, and he will be responsible for the consequences when the time comes!"

Zhang Yuanyi, who was resting in the back room with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the time, "I actually had a cup of tea early. After seeing this, the Langya Gang has a good sense of time and is quite trustworthy."

As soon as Wan Qiu scolded these words, a group of people who had been having fun in the restaurant all fled in all directions as if they had seen the plague. In a short time, the originally bustling restaurant was filled with people leaving to enjoy their tea.

The building is empty.

When everyone left, Wan Qiucun sat down on a stool and said hello, "Bring me two pots of tea!"

Because I have to do something today, I won’t drink.

The madam of the restaurant, twisting her plump waist, walked slowly and said in a charming voice: "Oh, isn't this our Wan Gang Leader? What kind of wind has brought your big Buddha here? Follow me upstairs quickly.

, the best girls in the building have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wan Qiucun glared and said with a serious look: "Get out! I have business to deal with today, not to listen to your weird rants!"

The madam was obviously frightened when he glared at him, but he immediately recovered his composure and retreated knowingly, not daring to say another word.

"Master Wan is so majestic! Looking at the attitude of the Madam and you, it seems that he comes here to do business frequently!" As soon as the Madam retreated, a voice came from above the Tianxian Restaurant, echoing in all directions of the restaurant.

Immediately afterwards, a figure descended from the sky. The man stepped on several colorful ribbons hanging in the restaurant. Like a light butterfly, he fell gracefully and sat opposite Wan Qiu. It was Zhang Yuanyi who was wearing a Taoist robe.

When Wan Qiucui saw Zhang Yuanyi sitting down, he immediately stood up and saluted: "Greetings to the Immortal Master!"

Zhang Yuanyi smiled and said: "Why are all of you like this, so outspoken? Don't call me Immortal Master, just call me Brother Zhang!"

Thousands of hatred

He asked doubtfully: "You?"

"Gang Leader Wan, long time no see!" At this moment, Shen Xuefeng and Hong Guan slowly walked down the winding stairs from the second floor.

Wan Qiucui immediately held down the handle of the knife at his waist and said in a deep voice: "Shen Xuefeng!"

He looked at Zhang Yuan warily again: "Why did the Immortal Master behave like this? Are you a group and deliberately set up this situation? Do you really think that I will not dare to fight to the death with all my hatred?"

Zhang Yuanyi took a sip of tea, then spit the stained tea leaves back into the white porcelain tea cup, and asked incredulously: "What kind of tea are you drinking when we meet? Can the man upstairs bring down some bottles of wine instead?"

When the waiter of the old bustard shop saw that several people were about to fight, he had already fled upstairs and hid timidly. When he heard Zhang Yuanyi's voice, he was shocked, but he had no choice but to carefully carry the wine bottle.

Strong alcohol, I don’t even dare to breathe a word, run away quickly!

Zhang Yuan cut open the mud seal with his fingers, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed gently, "Good wine!"

Then he randomly took out a few wine glasses, poured the wine into the cup, and began to drink by himself. He pointed to the glass of wine opposite and asked, "Don't you want to try it? I really think it's pretty good."

Wan Qiuchun still refused to put down the hand holding the knife, and continued to ask: "Does the Immortal Master really want to do this?"

Zhang Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, Wan Qiu scolded his hair standing on end!

In just a moment, Zhang Yuanyi disappeared from his eyes. In the next moment, Wan Qiucun was inexplicably hit by a strong wind and fell onto the chair. Zhang Yuanyi sat back on his original seat again, just holding his hand.

One more big knife!

Wan Qiucun was horrified, but he didn't dare to say a word!

Zhang Yuan played with the big knife and said jokingly: "I asked you to sit down and drink a long time ago, but you still want to fight me. I always like to convince people with reason, but now you can force me to do it."

He suddenly pushed away half an inch of the scabbard, and a cold light suddenly appeared in Wan Qiu's eyes. He smiled playfully and said: "Next time, don't test the limit of my patience. You think so, Gang Leader Wan!"

Wan Qiu was sweating coldly, trying his best to stay calm and said: "Master Immortal..."

"Um?"

"Brother Zhang said yes, that means I don't know how to praise him."

Zhang Yuanyi pushed the sword towards Wan Qiucun, patted the other party's shoulder, and said with a bright smile: "That's right, drink! There are some things that you can't say if you don't drink well. If you don't drink well today, you won't come back."

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Chapter completed!