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"Go to Jiangzhou? This politician really did not hide his movements..."

The handsome man with a beautiful blue gauze wrapped around his eyes, and he could not see his eyes, and his appearance just showed outside was enough to intoxicate countless girls.

Especially the noble and calm temperament revealed on his body is unimaginable that he is a blind man.

In fact, he is definitely not like a blind man.

Yuan Suiyun, the young master of Wuzheng Villa, and everyone in the Nanwulin knows that this young master is unparalleled and rare in the world. He has already reached the peak of the innate world, or even the realm of a half-step master.

Blindness is no longer a problem for those in this realm. On the contrary, because of this, he can spend more time immersing in martial arts than his peers and be known as the most promising young man in the Southern Wulin today who is now a promising master.

Even in the northern martial arts world, there are few young generations who can compete for it. When Yuan Suiyun's martial arts skills were just achieved, he went to the northern martial arts world. The huge reputation he made was still talked about by people in the southern martial arts world today.

Although he has been silent in recent years, everyone knows that he is just grinding his savings and waiting to break through the Dragon Trap!

I'm afraid no one would have expected that this so-called young master who worked hard on martial arts had already broken through to the level of a master, and had even completely polished the foundation, and was no less than any older generation master of the world.

Now he is sitting leisurely on the yellow-wood chair, listening to the briefings of his subordinates, without any concealing his contempt for the whereabouts of Zhao Wuyou and others.

"Do you need your subordinates to investigate?"

Shaking his head, Yuan Suiyun stood up.

"We all know that this is just a rampage of 'car' (ju). You don't have to pay too much attention or be indifferent. Just be sure of this."

I saw his eyes looking into the distance, and he was clearly blind, but he seemed to have seen through everything and didn't know what he had thought of.

"After hundreds of years, are you finally going to take action against the south again? Or is the divine lord already feeling that the court has the strength to take action against the south?"

Hearing this, the old servant of Wuzheng Villa hurriedly bowed.

"So young master, I will go and prepare immediately."

With a slight smile, Yuan Suiyun waved his hand.

"No! Everything is the same as usual, Wujian Villa will always be the winner!"

"forever!"

...

Wanfu Wanshou Garden, the Jin family mansion!

There may be more martial arts in the southern martial arts world, but none of them have greater power than the Jin family.

Just because Mrs. Jin has ten sons, nine daughters, eight sons-in-law and thirty-nine grandchildren. Among these sons and sons-in-law, some are general arresters, some are heads of the sect, and some are gang leaders, and none are innate figures.

Among them, one of them was a second-rank official of the court and a son who joined the army. He is now the Wuwei General who made the most military achievements in the northwest against the Quanrong.

Not to mention the southern martial arts world, there are not many people in the northern martial arts world that can compete with.

Because of this, they were even more excited about Zhao Wuyou's arrival.

Unlike the ignorant people in the martial arts world who are ignorant about Zhao Wuyou's identity, the Jin family knows the nobleness of Zhao Wuyou's bloodline identity even more.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The sound of a mess of discussion was overwhelmed by the sound of the golden phoenix pole hitting the ground.

No matter what identity the people present are, the person who sees them can't help but stand up and salute respectfully.

"See, old lady!"

Mrs. Jin, who was already quite old but still had a strong body, sat in the upper position, looked at the sons, daughters and sons-in-law below, and said coldly.

"How can it be so quarrel? What else can you see in your decades? "

Mrs. Jin sat on her head, but her words were deafening.

"My Jin family has always been sitting straight, and some small profits are gone. What is it? It's worth the noise here?!"

"Since the court has chosen someone to come and has such an identity, it already represents their determination to control the four southern states."

Mrs. Jin glanced around.

"Why are there not enough local owners and want to be an emperor?!"

Looking at the few people who were in silence, Mrs. Jin shook her head.

"The news has come from Lao Wu. He can't get involved in this matter. Lao Liu also lets us wait and see. As long as we stand firm, we can't move us no matter what kind of storm, do you understand?"

No matter what they think, they should just nod in front of Mrs. Jin, and none of them dared to have bad intentions.

The rules of the Jin family were created and maintained by this old lady. Don’t think that the elderly are blind and deaf when they are old. Who dares to think so? The huge garden of the Jin family is still waiting to be fertilized!

...

Far north, the capital.

Six and Five Divine Marquis Mansion!

"Uncle Shi has written a letter!"

A young man in a wheelchair handed a letter to an old man.

The old man seemed to have experienced many winds and frosts, wrinkles all over his face, but he still had a handsome face as if he was a child. Although he was old, he was even more clear.

Wearing a white robe, the black braids are inlaid from the collar to the abdomen, making the black more eye-catching and the white clothes are more noticeable.

"Oh? Let me write? Is it this child Wuyou or who?"

The young man in a wheelchair shook his head. In order to show his respect for the old man in front of him, he rarely read the letters sent to him in advance.

"Haha, then I'll take a look."

The old man naturally understood the young man's filial piety. He took the letter and opened it for reading it. After a while, his expression moved, but he was sometimes happy and sometimes sad.

"What's wrong? Uncle Shi? Something happened to King Zhao?"

The young man couldn't help but ask as he watched the old man's changing expression.

"No, no, Wuyou did better than I thought, but everyone's eyes were focused on him, but he became the eye of the storm!"

After shook the letter, the old man returned him to the young man, stroking his long beard and sighed.

This plan was originally proposed by him, and Zhao Wuyou improved it. Originally, Zhao Wuyou was not the executor he chose, but he recommended it to take it down.

It also makes His Majesty feel a little unhappy today.

‘That’s true, this kind of thing is not a game. If it’s a little bit worse, it’s just a desperate world. It’s really two children...’

Shaking his head, the old man smiled bitterly, and then began to think about what would happen to the entire southern martial arts world after Zhao Wuyou's series of big moves.

But after a moment, a decision was made.

"Wuruthless, let the chase after you come over. I have urgent matters and let him do it!"

The young man who had read the letter naturally guessed something. Without hesitation, he inputted internal energy into the wheelchair, and then he moved faster than ordinary people.

His eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of the undercurrents in the court recently, even though he had been famous for decades, the old man still felt like a storm was coming.

‘This battle can only depend on the luck of Wuyou’s child!’

...

The sails crossed the distance, and for some reason, they have been leveraging the wind for some time. The ferry arrived at the destination three days earlier than I thought.

Only Liu Jin, who has been following Zhao Wuyou, understands that he has never been unlucky since he followed this master.

Among the four southern prefectures, Jiangzhou, the most lively one is already a short distance away!
Chapter completed!