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Chapter seventy-eight of fame

Among the thirteen southern states, the Zhao family is not considered a local emperor, but they are all the same.

This is inseparable from the existence of the Daluo Sect. Uncle Gong must let Hong Yi know this, otherwise no matter how he acts, he will be full of dangers.

We need to investigate the intelligence and understand that the opponent is the first priority. If we take action rashly, we may have been found by the opponent before we can find any information.

Do you really think that the Zhao family in the thirteen southern states is joking?

If local snakes are so easy to deal with, where can there be so many innocent unjust cases in the world?

It is said that you can go to the yamen in the provincial capital to sue, and the juren can send the memorial to the capital and listen to the heavens.

But for this reason, how many families are dead? How many white bones are buried on the way to Yujing City?

Are there not many powerful people in it? Isn’t it that the whole person has been killed after death?

It would be a good ending for those old friends, friends, and companions during their lifetime to help these poor dead people take care of their families.

How many can truly overthrow these major forces?

In the end, it will take until the earth turns and the dragon and snake rise to the land before such a huge force will be exterminated, because at that time it was the time when it was the least human favors and only interests.

Uncle Gong was naturally clear about Hong Yi, so although he didn't care too much, he also took this warning to his heart. This kind of teaching was like a kind of guidance to his nephews, which also made Hong Yi very grateful.

Without saying anything, he asked Uncle Gong to continue speaking, and also made the old man who had experienced many ups and downs feel relaxed.

"The Daluo Sect is divided into two parts: martial arts and Taoist sect."

Seeing Hong Yi looking waiting for the sect, Uncle Gong nodded with satisfaction and continued to talk about everything about the Zhao family and the Daluo Sect.

"For example, your father Wu Wenhou studied martial arts in the Daluo Sect in the past, and he entered the martial arts part. This is also a martial arts sect for outsiders. It seems that he has no relationship with the Zhao family. In addition to some of the manager positions that the Zhao family is taking care of."

"However, this is just to cover up the eyes. The real Daluo Sect is called Daluo Daluo Sect. Only by entering the Tao can one truly enter the sect!"

Seeing Hong Yi who was a little confused, Uncle Gong saw his suspicion.

"In the past, learning martial arts was a hard time. If you don't enter the innate 51 years, it would be useless. You earn hard-earned money. Until the day of the heavenly change, various martial arts of true qi martial arts were spread, which made martial arts improve, otherwise for a family that pursues long-lasting prosperity."

"The time when a ghost immortal real person appears can protect the family is much more useful than a martial saint."

Then he let out a breath of turbid air.

"Besides, the duels of Taoist masters are all high and high. Qingpiaopiao is more in line with the appetites of the children of the aristocratic families. They have to shed blood and sweat, and to nourish the internal organs of qi and blood. In addition to the children of the generals, how many families from aristocratic families are willing to do this?"

"So only by joining the Daluo Dao Sect can you enter the core of the Zhao family and have the opportunity to get in touch with the world of the wealthy families."

"Otherwise, even if you are the Martial Saint, you will be just a thug who runs errands in the Daluo Sect..."

Nodding, Hong Yi spoke softly.

"So the core of the Zhao family's force is in the Daluo Sect, and the core of the Daluo Sect is in the Daluo Sect... Does that mean that because of the rise of martial arts, there are already gaps and contradictions within the Daluo Sect?"

He noticed this flaw keenly, and Uncle Gong couldn't help laughing when he heard Hong Yi's speech.

"The young master's eyes were like a torch, but... the Zhao family has dominated the south for so many years, and naturally there are experts. They see this sign and have begun to change, so there is no power in this aspect."

With a brow moved, Hong Yi was not sorry, but spoke instead.

"The family is big and the business is big, and there are always loopholes that are available, right?"

If you want to deal with Wu Wen Hou Mansion, you must first deal with the Zhao family!

The prominent clan that has been entrenched for hundreds of years is the key to Hong Xuanji as a high-ranking official, but he does not need any corruption, but he still raises countless disciples of the sect and even the huge marquis' mansion.

The most difficult thing in the world is the word "money". No wonder his mother died so miserably back then, so Hong Xuanji didn't even take a look at it.

What is power-to-money transaction? This is power-to-money transaction!

Without the Zhao family's money, Hong Xuanji would not stand in the court without any stains, and could even become a master of Neo-Confucianism, and the Censorate would not be able to catch any handle.

Without Hong Xuanji's prestige in the military and influence in the court, the Zhao family would not have gradually become the leader of the thirteen southern states and move towards a thousand-year-old family.

Whether it is the casting of military weapons, the transportation of the imperial court, or even the chambers of commerce in southern states, the Zhao family can get involved, so the reason is naturally self-evident.

I just found a good son-in-law like Hong Xuanji!

‘I have been wrongly given a lucky person in my life, mom...'

With the intelligence network of the Zhao Wang Mansion, the past events were of course no secret to Hong Yi. After the foundation building of hundreds of schools was completed, he confirmed that he could be able to accept the truth. Hong Yi read all the files related to his mother Meng Bingyun.

Then he stayed in the house for a whole day. After walking out of the house the next day, Zhao Wuyou confirmed something, that he had completely gained the atmosphere of all kinds of saints!

From building a foundation to being comparable to the philosophers, it only took a day to work. Even Zhao Wuyou had to sigh at Hong Yi's talent in this spiritual transformation and progress.

Hong Yi's eyes flashed, and his emotions changed in his heart, and he was quickly suppressed and continued to speak.

"Don't worry, even big trees will have a decay day. The Zhao family has done too many things in recent years, smuggling people, selling slaves, and even daring to rob the Chamber of Commerce. As a prominent family, to solve the problem, he has to cut his flesh and blood with a soft knife, and he can only be killed in one fell swoop!"

Uncle Gong nodded after hearing Hong Yi say this.

Originally, he thought that Hong Yi was young and energetic, talented, and a giant like the Zhao Prince's Mansion behind him, he would definitely be impulsive when he came to take revenge. He didn't expect that he was so calm.

You should know that a large clan fell, and there may be hundreds of thousands of people involved. Many innocent people will also be involved. The Zhao royal family can sweep the cave with thunder, but I don’t know how many people will displace them.

Only by cutting flesh with a soft knife, slowly bleeding, and suppressing step by step can we minimize the losses in the last blow, which is also the true way of benevolent.

He originally thought he needed to make more indirect measures, but he didn't expect that Hong Yi would understand this truth by himself.

"The great clan is hateful, why are the people?"

Uncle Gong responded, and then a dark color flashed through his eyes.

Needless to say, this old man had some experiences that were inseparable from the aristocratic families.

...

It's March again, and the season of willow catkins flying, not like snowflakes, but even more snowflakes.

Even in Yujing City, there are many traces of willow catkins.

Although the Yujing City was in a state of undercurrent after King Zhao returned to his residence, it was not yet time for the outbreak. In addition, the intervention of the doctor's guild attracted many attention.

This thing that could have caused an uproar actually disappeared invisibly.

On the contrary, another incident has recently spread to the ears of various families, causing many back houses to be quite uneasy.

Zhao Wuyou was lying on the chair, as lazy as he was three years ago. He smiled at Xiao Mu, who was cooking tea beside him, as if he was lazy three years ago.
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