When the heroes heard this, they all looked back and saw a crowd under Fengma. A young man with white face and brocade clothes walked out, with a small sword inserted into his waist, and a smile on his face. He was tall and strong, with a dark skin, a serious and solemn expression, wearing a blood-red warm bulge, walking on the road, and walking with a heroic spirit.

The two looked like masters and servants, but unexpectedly walked out of the crowd, and the young man turned the black-faced man in front of him, very respectful. A small number of people among the heroes whispered: "That is the newly-secretized Marquis of Yunzhong," and immediately spoke.

Qin Juexiang smiled on the stage and raised his voice: "Brother, you are here too,"

This greeting was loud and covered the lowly voices far away. Many of the heroes did not understand Chang Sihao's origin. They were very surprised when they heard it. They didn't know how Qin Juexiang got into contact with the marquis as soon as he entered Beijing.

Chang Sihao glanced back at Liu Jinwu, first went to the leader of Zheng to give a deep bow, and then greeted Qin Juexiang. Zheng was overjoyed and personally went downstairs to lead him to the person on the hill, saying, "This is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the master of Xiaoshan Zongshu, and is the head of the Shaolin Sect. Master, this is the Chang Shao Sword that Zheng Zhi had told you."

This is the first time Chang Sihao heard the name of Alliance Master Zheng. I think he was a junior in front of the people on the hill. He should not be neglected. He bowed his head and bowed his hand: "Chang Sihao has seen his master,"

Xiaoshan smiled faintly and said, "The donor is famous for his great reputation. I have heard of it in Songshan. The donor defeated Altan and saved countless people. He has made countless merits. He can be called a Bodhisattva who has a rising star like you. It is also a blessing in the martial arts world." Chang Sihao said straight: "I dare not be a good man, he is too proud of him."

Suddenly someone flashed out on the side of the corridor, leaning behind the leader of Alliance Zheng, whispering softly.

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of his clothes and wind. People jumped up on the walls on both sides of the east and west sides. The crossbow of the hand held the machine was aimed at the center of the courtyard. Each branch was covered with three black arrows. At the same time, a team of black clothes was inserted into the courtyard. It quickly crossed the wall and encircled the heroes. While he was surprised, someone shouted: "Shift," the two soldiers wearing black cloaks and pressed their hands to the front of the knife to spread the road, breaking through the crowd, and leading a team straight to the front of the stage.

The heroes knew that they were from the East Factory at a glance. The sound of the sound of the roar disappeared, and the sound of the camels lying on the ground with the sound of the official boots neatly.

The officer who opened the road rushed to the front of the steps and separated two times, giving up one person. Some of the heroes recognized him. He shivered at the sight and his hands that touched the weapons in his arms also shrank back.

Chang Sihao asked him to look at him carefully. He saw that the man was about forty years old, seven feet tall, and had a knife strip with a slim face, an owl eyebrows, a falcon, a thin nose, a black veil crown, two tight hats with square jade buckles under the jaw, and was draped in front of his abdomen. He was wearing an iron blue cross-collared wardrobe, with cloud patterns hidden, and a white velvet cloak obliquely, covering half of his side, wearing a black shark leather gloves right hand, pressing an official silver fastener, green lacquer sheath willow leaves fixed wind knife around his waist.

Xiaochi presided over the Baita Temple and had a lot of contacts with high-ranking officials and nobles. When he saw it, he smiled and hurriedly went downstairs to greet him: "It turned out that Master Cao was here, and the little monk was wrong to welcome him. I hope he would forgive me." After that, he folded his head and bowed.

"Hahaha,"

Cao Xiangfei was a big chunk taller than him. He lowered his head slightly and swept his eyes down. A pair of yellow eyes were radioing, making a terrifying sound: "No need, Master, how are you doing recently?"

Xiaochi smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay,"

Alliance Leader Zheng and Qin Juexiang both came over to make a fuss. Cao Xiangfei smiled and said, "What a coincidence, both of our good friends are here. Mr. Qin, are you having fun in Beijing these two days?"

Qin Juexiang smiled and said, "I have learned two skills from Uncle Zheng recently, but I haven't been walking around."

Cao Xiangfei said, "Oh, Zheng Dajian is willing to teach you, you have to study hard. There are many good things in his league, and there is only one problem: if you don't squeeze, you won't like to make pus," said Zheng, "You are kidding. It's the end of the year, and I'm about to visit the mansion recently, but I didn't expect to meet here unexpectedly. It's a coincidence." Cao Xiangfei said, "Hey, the body of a man must not be yours. You don't know about this. You can't touch your home all day long. Oh, how annoying,"

Xiaochi smiled and said, "Please come to the abbot to serve tea."

"not busy,"

Cao Xiangfei opened his hand to stop it, buckled his body, and glanced at the center of the courtyard: "I heard from people early in the morning that a large number of martial arts people suddenly came to the capital, and many local sects summoned operations. I didn't expect that they all came to you. The incense in Shangren Temple is going to be very prosperous."

Many of the heroes dared not look straight at each other, so they lowered their heads. Some of them just looked away, Tai Chi, Bagua and other people owed their bodies when they were swept by their eyes, and nodded to Cao Xiangfei with a smile.

Xiaochi smiled and said, "The Master of the Sect asked, but the little monk dared not hide it. It was because Kagyu sent Master Chi Lie to Beijing to preach the Dharma several months ago. The monk was very happy. Therefore, I made an appointment and invited Senior Brother Xiaoshan to come to Beijing to participate in the research and participate in the grand event. Shaolin is busy, and the senior brother was behind. He arrived last night. Because he has a martial arts identity, many friends from the Green Forest Road in Jianghu came to greet him. Master, Senior brother, this is Cao Xiangfei, the leader of the four masters of the East Factory. Master, this is Master Danba Sangton, and this is the young monk's senior brother Xiaoshan Zongshu, and is currently the abbot of Shaolin."

The man on the hill stood up with a single palm and lowered his eyes and said, "Amitabha, I am polite," Danbaston also asked behind him. His body was weak at this moment, and his kundalini was hard to lift. He shivered slightly when he moved, and he looked very scared.

Cao Xiangfei looked at him and did not take him seriously. He raised his chest and said to Xiaoshan, "Oh, I dare not be a martial arts celebrity. It's amazing. Speaking of which, the martial arts master who started me when I was a child was a disciple of the Shaolin layman. At that time, I was only about twelve or three years old. I lived this life so fucking fast."

The man on the hill smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Master Zhang and Shaolin have such a relationship, so we are even less outsiders."

Cao Xiangfei laughed and said, "Yes, it's a pity that the martial artist taught to hide things from each other and was so uncomfortable. Later, I was beaten to death with a ruler. I forgot to ask him which master he was. Otherwise, he would be able to talk about his seniority with you and talk about it in a family matter, hahaha,"

After hearing this, Xiaoshan felt embarrassed and his face was quite unnatural. Xiaochi smiled and said nothing, as if he knew the character of the master very well. It was normal for him to hear anything he said.

While Cao Xiangfei was joking, a pair of hawk eyes shook left and right to observe each other's expressions. He swept to Liu Jinwu who was avoiding him, and then abandoned the half-willed hill and turned around and said, "Oh, this is not the manager of Liu. Why are you so idle today?"

Liu Jinwu smiled and said, "Boss Cao is here to make fun of me again. Brothers are also a sacred body. Where can I get the leisure time? I am ordered to accompany the marquis to work with you," Cao Xiangfei said, "Oh," and his eyes turned to him and said, "This is," Liu Jinwu said, "This is the new imperial brother of the emperor the day before yesterday, Chang Sihao, the marquis of Yunzhong,"

Cao Xiangfei's body condensed slightly, suddenly shook his clothes and rushed forward, and nailed his one-legged nail to the ground, lowering his head: "Cao Xiangfei, chief of the Dongji Factory, pay tribute to the Marquis,"

His voice was originally a strange sound, and the marquis shouted even more brightly.

When Chang Sihao first saw him rushing towards him, his heart immediately tightened. Before he moved, he was already trying to counterattack. However, the other party actually knelt down and was stunned. At the same time, Yu Guangli, hundreds of heroes in the courtyard looked at him with their eyes, and for a moment, he was surprised, surprised, envious, contempt, and disgusted all kinds of expressions. Qin Juexiang hid half of his body behind the leader Zheng, his eyes shining and eager, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Seeing that there was no response, Cao Xiangfei stood up and said to Liu Jinwu: "Cao is just a routine inspection. Since the Marquis and General Manager Liu came by the order of the saint, they should put you first in everything. Please,"

Liu Jinwu nodded, took out the yellow silk scroll from his arms, held it high, and shouted: "I have the will,"

Cao Xiangfei hurriedly avoided him, and his subordinates knelt down one by one. Xiaoshan, Xiaochi, Zheng League Master, Qin Juexiang looked at each other. People from the East Factory were like this. How dare others act rashly? They all followed the lower steps. The white-clothed lamas and monks brought by Shaolin Temple were all kneeling in place. The heroes in the courtyard were either from the martial arts or from the green forest. Many people committed serious crimes, carrying several lives on their backs. The personnel were extremely mixed, and most of them were despicable and unrestrained. However, looking around, even the leader of the Hundred Swords Alliance and the young master of the Qin family had knelt down. They were weak, so what could they say? They glanced at the crossbowmen on the wall and lay down. Boss Danbaston was reluctant, pulled the warm fur he gave to his body, moved down the steps, and barely knelt behind Xiaochi.

Chang Sihao's heart twisted, and he always felt that the momentum was wrong. While he was hesitating, he saw Liu Jinwu handing over the imperial edict and said in a low voice: "The emperor ordered you to announce the edict, I will only accompany you, why did you forget?" After that, he had already withdrawn.

Huang Ling's scroll sank in her hand, and her heart also had weight. Chang Sihao looked around the courtyard, and the colorful wind and horse flags were roaring. The back of the prayer flag looked like hundreds of graves. His eyes were all over the ground, and no one made a sound. He thought to himself: "Today's matter is so strange. I'm worried that this imperial edict would be unfavorable. I specially sent a message to him to avoid it. But the disciple of the Hundred Swords Alliance made a mistake. Just now, Liu Jinwu called out the crowd and emerged, and it was even more abrupt. Now I'm making this situation here. What's the point?"

Liu Jinwu looked at him slightly and whispered to the side: "Mr. Marquis, the ground is cold, and it's not suitable for everyone to wait for more."

Chang Sihao knew that he couldn't get rid of it, so he glanced at him, he hesitated and stepped onto the small platform.

Cao Xiangfei and Liu Jinwu followed and stood behind him.

Chang Sihao's head and neck were not moved, his eyes slipped left and right, turned back and looked back, and he snorted in his heart, pulled the envelope away, unfolded the scroll, and slowly read: "In the heavens, the emperor ordered him to say: Altan, the Tatar Tumote tribe, his nature was wild, and he led his troops to repeatedly invade the border court and commit evil deeds. Now, Qin Langchuan, a merchant from Taiyuan Prefecture, has a family and country in mind, and has always been loyal and righteous. He helped the Datong defenders decide the plan to defeat the thief, and made great achievements. Unfortunately, he died in the battle formation. It is a pity that he can slap his peace.

He is always upright, has ancient style, has strict family traditions, is famous in the place, is commendable, is praised, is praised, is expresses his moral character, is praised, is praised, is praised, is praised, is praised, is praised, is specially awarded to him as an old man Zhuang Yi, and is rewarded with a thousand gold medal, as a model for the military and civilians. In addition, the monks of Yunzhong Hou Chang... Sihao... Recommended, Qin Langchuan's grandson Qin was young and smart, extremely talented, and is skilled in bows and horses, and can be used as a commission. He appointed him as the deputy Qianhu of Jinyiwei, and went to the Nanzhenfusi to receive a reward and take office today. I respected this, "

Chang Sihao read the imperial edict slowly. He was relieved. After reading the last sentence, he suddenly realized: "No, the emperor sealed Juexiang in the Jinyiwei. Wouldn't it be called to the East Factory?" As his mind was retracted, his eyes quickly spread on the backs of hundreds of officials from the East Factory in the court. A cold wind whistled in the ground and entered his neck. The sharpness of the ice stubble immediately made him clear: "Juexiang hated this group of people very much, how could he be willing to be this thousand households? The imperial edict was used as the leader. The meaning was self-evident. This time, I really wanted to respond to Jiang Wan's words. Could it be that all these things today were the emperor's inspiration to come and take him."

Suddenly, a loud voice from the steps came from the steps: "My memory, Qin Juexiang, thank you for your kindness, long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live," he finished speaking, Qin Juexiang bowed three times, lowered his head and took small steps, came to the front to lit up his palm, and held his hands high above the top.

Chang Sihao stared at him for a while, slowly closed the scroll and delivered it solemnly. He watched him retreat back to his original place, his eyes drooped, and he still had no abnormality and did not look up. He felt puzzled: "The nature of the wise man is different from the past, and is much better than that in Datong," at this time, Xiaoshan, Xiaochi, Zheng League Leader, Danbaston and the heroes had all bowed and stood up.
Chapter completed!