The tender branches gently brushed the straw hut and went to the official road of Chang'an. The wild shops were resting, and the travelers passing by the three mountains and five mountains, vendors tied the reins and went to the shop to rest, drank a bowl of herbal tea, and ate a few cakes.

Occasionally, a Jianghu Green Forest with swords and swords came in, with a ferocious face. A nearby table of travelers quickly brought tea and squeezed the plate of cakes to another table.

The shopkeeper moved his mouth toward the clerk. The waiter curled his mouth, changed into a flattering smile when he turned around, pulled off the rag on his shoulder, and went up to meet him. Then he led the person to the table and sat down, wiped the edge of the table.

"Several heroes, what do you want to eat?"

"One person, one bowl of herbal tea, eight mutton buns."

The gangster, who spoke with a strong Dongchuan accent, sent the guy away. The wide blade in his hand was pressed down with a scabbard and a heavy pressure on the corner of the table. There were two fellow gangsters, both of which were Bashu Green Forest, with a close-fitting robe, a copper buckle belt around his waist, a disheveled hair, or a high bun, a short figure, but extremely thick hands and feet. One of them had a long scar on his neck and neck extended to his back.

As soon as the three of them sat down, the fierce aura spread, making the straw hut quiet. The business and travelers who were about to finish their meal filled the soup in three mouthfuls and hurriedly checked out and drove away. The few tables that had not finished eating were all bowed and silent, and no one wanted to get involved with the people in the martial arts world.

After a while, the shop guy brought up herbal tea and mutton buns. The three of them were generous and pierced each of them. In the straw shed, they drank tea and chewed it constantly.

Soon, a few people came on foot on the road outside. When entering the tea shed, they looked at the three big men who were eating wildly. The latter also raised their faces slightly and glanced at them. They were all dressed up by the Jianghu people. They pointed at each other on both sides, and the few people who came in sat down to a table not far away.

After the waiter got into the tea, one of the newly-seated people clasped his fists at the three men.

"Looking at the dress of the three heroes, should they come from Shu?"

"Three Flower Knife Zhao Jingyao!" The man who had used the knife put down the tea bowl, raised his hand and held his fists to return, then stretched out his hand and pointed at the two short and dark men on the left and right: "Lying on the ground, Lu Bo, Black Sleeve Fist Lin Zhaoyi!"

The men stood up straight, nodded and clasped their fists at the Jianghu Green Forest over there. Several green forest men at the table laughed heartily, clasped their fists and said, "I admire my name for a long time!" "I'm lucky to be happy!"

In the heroic words of mutual appreciation and compliment, the tea shop brought two plates of cold white meat, minced mutton, and said, "Several guests, your dishes are all here." After they were put on the table, they quickly said, "What else do you need? Scream to the stove, and the younger one will come immediately." After that, they put on a rag and left.

As soon as the person left, he continued to say a pause. Even if he didn't know each other, he had endless things to say when talking about the green forests of the rivers and lakes. He couldn't help but ask about the three fellow workers from Dongchuan who came to eliminate the harm to the people?

"How could I miss such a grand event?"

The man who used the knife slapped the table with a "bang" and wiped his beard, his eyes widened, and pointed outside to the southward direction, "The traitor raised troops to enter Shu for no reason, burned, killed and robbed along the way, causing many families to be destroyed and separated, and his wife and children to be separated. How could we not kill him?!"

Speaking of the reason, the three people who came out of the two rivers looked indignant. After experiencing the wars of Chang'an, Longzhou soldiers heading south into Shu, the prosperous ancient roads, and the city was filled with unspeakable destruction. The army heading south was still there, and the figures in the green forest temporarily avoided the edge and dared not go up easily. Now that the enemy retreated, they naturally had to find this place. In addition, many scholars and officials in Shu built momentum and encouraged them. If they did not fight for a breath, they would also earn a reputation to go back.

Hearing that the green forests in Chang'an are roaring and occupying hundreds of people, there is a momentum of launching a large-scale green forest conference, he followed him. After all, there are many people and easy things to do. Then the traitors will always be alone. Then they will assassinate them together and catch them off guard. Even if they are lucky enough to escape, they will show great reputation.

However, under the pacific event, it is difficult for ordinary people to reach the restoration of the people. If the officialdom deliberately inquire, it will alarm the enemy and hide it even more hidden.

The various green forests gathered here are now hiding in the Chang'an area during this period, secretly inquiring about the trip of the King Yong, the royal palace, the preferences, and the complex news are crazily filled with the green forests who are hiding in the market.

In the tea shop, when he heard Zhao Jingyao's indignant words, the thin-faced man holding a tea bowl nodded and looked at his companion beside him.

"This brother from Shu said it well. Such evil thieves have delusions. They fight and poison the people. I have also heard the rumors about the great scholars in Shu. This man has been thieving chickens and dogs, and has gained a foothold in Feihu County by flattering and slandering. Later, he went to Chang'an and didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup he had given to Yu Cong, the son-in-law of the previous dynasty. He was like a traitor, and he also made friends with the children of officials everywhere. He did everything he could do. Such people could climb to a high position. God really didn't open his eyes!"

As soon as these words came out, all the people in the tea shop agreed.

"Okay! My righteous men gathered together to get rid of this person and restore the world of the people!"

"......I heard that the more than twenty wives in that family were beautiful women. In my opinion, most of them were raped by him and rescued them together..."

"No more outside."

"Hey, really treat yourself as the emperor. The world is in chaos. Such people are really like fish in water-"

"Haha, what kind of expression will the people who are fighting against him be? Thinking about it, it will be funny."

The green forests of the rivers and lakes are rough and bold, and they don’t care about the other guests in the tea shop at all. When it comes to the fun, everyone burst into laughter. Only Zhao Jingyao frowned slightly. He took the weapons from the corner of the table and stood on the ground, pressing them with his palms, his voice hoarse.

"You're better off being careful. This person has many minions. You don't know anything here."

Everyone looked at him, and some of them even picked their chins with laughter: "What's the matter? Let's tell everyone."

"Shushan Sword Saint!"

Zhao Jingyao did not look at him, leaned on his weapon and pursed his lips, "Shushan Sword Saint Qin Huaimian, you may not know the Green Forest in Shu. This person is roaming in Shu and never lost. He has almost no one to defeat a sword in his hand. Three months ago, he appeared in Bazhou and relieved the danger of a group of people under King Yong. He singlely killed a general under Wang Zongkan's cavalry formation and carried his head and left. He heard that he might have defected to the traitor."

"Haha... What sword saint is just a famous sword in Shu. Isn't there only Bashu in the nine provinces in the world?" A man dressed like Tou Tuo laughed: "It's better to meet him than to be famous. If he is really willing to be a vicious dog, even if he is good at martial arts and there are many people in us, how can we be afraid of him?"

"Master, don't underestimate the enemy! Regardless of whether the Sword Saint or the Sword Saint is, as far as I know, the traitor has other experts to protect his men besides the fierce generals in the army!" Next to the table near the stove, an old man with white hair was looking at everyone and continued with satisfaction.

"In the traitor's robber, there was Dou Wei, the roaring lion king, with strong internal strength. A loud shout could blow the blood vessels that shocked ordinary people and bleed and die."

Someone snorted coldly: "Another evil dog."

The old man waved his hand.

"Don't interrupt, I have been operating in Chang'an for many years and are well-informed. The news I said may come in handy at that time. Please listen with peace of mind."

After the sound around him diminished, the old man beat his hand and continued, "After that sect, there was a master who seemed to be immortal, with a light figure and extremely fast speed. I had the honor to see it from afar. He was undoubtedly a master of hidden weapons, and his fists and feet were extraordinary. There were also the once famous thunder gun king Feiying, the water and fire whip slaughtering right and wrong, and the sword king Yang Huaixiong were both masters and masters. Although the three of them had entered the official sect, they were all under the traitors."

"A new generation of people is dirty old people, old man, what you said has been old for many years." Many people sneered and didn't take it seriously. This is the case with the green forests of the world. As long as you have never worked with the real seal, no one will accept anyone.

The old man sighed at their appearance and shook his head.

"These are all light...you, be careful of one person." The old man knocked on the chopsticks on the table, watching them lower his voice: "Beware of the traitor's righteous brother, Li Cunxiao, the Great Governor of the Northwest... I came from the northwest. I heard that the Great Governor was preparing to come to Chang'an."

He talked earnestly and sincerely, but the people in the tea shop would not take it seriously. On the green forest road in the northwest, people were slight and could not show off the scene. Listening to an old senior who was almost old, patient was already the greatest limit.

Soon after drinking tea, filling his stomach, he left in groups of three or three, and rushed to the martial arts conference to attend the appointment at the agreed time, and then agreed on a plan to eliminate the harm to the people.

All of this passed in ordinary days. When Li Siyuan and Shi Jingtang settled his troops and returned to Chang'an to report his duties, the clues of the green forest could barely emerge.

.........

On the ninth day of the third month, the sun is bright.

The breeze caresses the grass and trees in the courtyard. The maids and servants in the Prince Yong's mansion come and go. Geng Qing is lying on the lounge chair with a wet handkerchief on his face. He is rarely free and is basking in the morning sun.
Chapter completed!