Chapter 180: Seeing the poor dagger, there are ducks in the wind...
Master Qing sat alone in the main hall, wearing solemn clothes, with a face as dark as water, and his narrow eyes with a hint of sarcasm, a hint of anger, and a hint of treachery.
A powerful aura enveloped the entire Jun's Mansion with the arrival of the powerful martial artist.
It seems that this Qinghuang City is crawling under its will.
The fluttering white beard, the tall figure like a stone sculpture, the indifferent eyes like Gu Bo... are like a great god who walked out of ancient time and space, the only person between heaven and earth.
The strong martial artist did not take action immediately.
There are only 30,000 soldiers and horses in Qinghuang City, and the Qing Lord can control up to 20,000 people now.
A battlefield with only 20,000 soldiers and horses gathered together is no match for the Martial Immortal Domain. With tens of thousands of warrior-dominated soldiers and horses, it is difficult to deal with a strong Martial Immortal warrior.
He didn't have long to live, so in order to make a fortune for his descendants, he agreed to be hired by a retainer of the Qing clan nobles to kill the Qing master!
A dignified feudal lord, his retainers and clan actually spent a lot of money to hire a strong man of martial immortal level to kill the king.
People's hearts are unpredictable, and things in the world are unpredictable. It's so paradoxical and so embarrassing.
Speaking of which, this is also the tragedy of a valve owner.
Just when Wuzhen led his troops to attack the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the powerful Wuxian came to the Qinghuang Palace to face the Qing Lord, chaos also broke out inside and outside the city.
Tens of thousands of Qing troops and more than a hundred retainers and clansmen suddenly supported the restoration of the Supreme Lord, and issued a royal order to depose the Qinglu Lord.
Then, the restored Grand Master Taishang called on the Qing Clan soldiers and all retainers and officials to work together to bring order to the chaos and honor the name of the Grand Master Taishang.
A new royal team was immediately formed with the support of most noble families.
However, although most of the nobles and retainers supported the Supreme Valve Leader, who was also an old feudal lord who still had prestige and title, most of the troops in the city still refused to be loyal to the Supreme Valve Leader.
Under the leadership of the Qing Lord's confidants, they were in full formation, waiting for the Qing Lord's order.
The entire Qinghuang City has become divided into two distinct factions.
At the same time, the city lords, lords, wealthy families, business owners, mine owners and others in various counties and cities launched rebellions one after another as agreed, announced that the Qing Dynasty was on the side of the emperor, killed Jiang Yao, and supported the restoration of the Supreme Lord.
At one time, dozens of families raised troops, each using their own private troops to carry out the attack.
These people are entrenched in the local area, monopolize the local resources and wealth, have soldiers, money, and arrogance. Once they join together, they will be a powerful force that can overthrow the Qing clan.
Thirteen counties are covered with beacon fires!
The three counties with the old roots of the Qing clan instead became the base camp of the rebellion.
Most of the Qing troops stationed in various places are firmly controlled by the Qing Lord, but there are still no less than 30,000 to 40,000 Qing troops participating in the rebellion and declaring their allegiance to the Supreme Lord!
The main force of the Qing Army has also split!
However, the yamen of the ten counties in the Prime Minister's Mansion issued orders to suppress the local areas and put down the rebellion on the orders of the Emperor and the Prime Minister.
The county governor's office, which had been well prepared, recruited a large number of poor monks and monks, and declared that they would defend the new law, the court, and the prime minister to the death.
At this moment, the power of the new law finally began to show itself.
The great power of the people's hearts is beginning to emerge!
"Your Excellency! Protect the Prime Minister! Protect the court! Defend the new law!"
Within the ten counties, countless oppressed casual cultivators rose up and, under the call of the county governor, prepared their own weapons and gathered in groups.
In just one day, the momentum was so great that it became a prairie fire!
Hundreds of thousands of people responded to the call immediately!
The counterinsurgency force possessed by each county government increased rapidly.
The rebels who have raised armies in various places are about to fall into the vast sea of rogue cultivators!
On October 18th of the first year of Xuantong, the entire Qing clan was in a state of excitement.
From the central government to the local governments, the reformists and conservatives simultaneously launched a huge desperate struggle!
At this time, it has only been one month since Jiang Yao started to implement the new method!
………
Whoosh whoosh!
Powerful beams of escaping light shot into the Jun's Mansion and flew straight to the Qinghuang Palace.
It was the noble retainers headed by Yin Zhu, Han Cang, Qing Meng, Feng Ji and others.
A dozen martial arts masters and more than a hundred martial arts masters came to the Qinghuang Palace together, standing confidently behind the powerful martial arts masters, looking at the Qinghuang Palace with complex eyes, and at the lord deep in the hall who had been loyal to him for hundreds of years.
Lord, I'm sorry. We have done our best to be kind and righteous.
If you want to blame, I blame you for going against the grain and bragging about the disdain of the Wu family.
"Lord." Yin Zhu said in a deep voice, and raised his hands towards the main hall.
"As long as the master abandons his cultivation, I will guarantee that the master will be rich and honorable for the rest of his life. Master, now that the matter has come to this, we are really helpless. Please do it yourself, master."
Deep in the hall, there was a sneer, a sinister sneer.
"You guys, after all, you have betrayed Daqing and betrayed me. Good, very good. You are really my loyal ministers."
Master Qing's voice came faintly, with sadness and emotion.
Han Cang smiled "ha" and said loudly: "Of course we betrayed the lord, but didn't the lord betray Da Qing? The lord not only betrayed Da Qing, but also betrayed the Wu family!"
"It was obviously my lord who betrayed me first, how could I be wrong?"
"This world belongs to the Wu family, not the world of humble monks! What is the Wu family? It is the aristocratic family of martial arts! It is not those humble monks who have the final say!"
"My lord and Jiang Yao's reforms are all about taking advantage of the Wu family and giving favor to poor families! They use the name of the imperial government to take away the fame and fortune of the Wu family by force!"
"Even if we don't correct the chaos, will the other martial clans ignore it? Instead of the Qing clan perishing, and our wealth and wealth difficult to protect, how can we strike first to gain strength?"
With Optimus Prime, a powerful martial artist standing in front of him, Han Cang, his brother-in-law, no longer has any fear of Qingzhu, his lord who has cultivated as a martial artist.
In such a situation, the overall situation has been decided, and Qingzhu can no longer turn the tide.
With the strength of the troops in the palace, he will definitely lose.
A large group of noble retainers looked coldly into the depths of the hall, as if they were looking at enemies.
"You shouldn't have come." Master Qing's voice was quiet and cold, which made people feel uncomfortable.
"Really?" Yin Zhu sneered, "I know that my lord has a Qianzong team. If the military formation is well-trained, it can fight against the strong warriors."
"But my lord, this thousand-sect battle team has only been established for a year, and the battle formation training has not been completed yet. It is still far behind in dealing with the powerful martial immortals."
"Oh, what a pity. If my lord could delay the reform two years, wouldn't he be more confident when the thousands of sects' armies become proficient in military formations?"
There was a lot of sarcasm in his tone.
It has been hundreds of years for the monarch and his ministers to enjoy each other, and it is really sad to be reduced to this kind of relationship in just one month.
Master Qing stood up, and Shi Shiran walked out of the hall and stood on the steps, looking down at the retainers and relatives who had been loyal to him in the past, his eyes were as indifferent as looking at a group of ants.
"Fengji." Master Qing looked at the chief tax collector Fengji and called his name.
"Lord." Fengji respectfully came out of the procession, came to Qingzhu, and saluted as usual.
"I can rest assured that you are doing your job." Master Qing said to Fengji with approval, "I did not misjudge the person."
Feng Ji smiled and said: "Thank you Lord for your trust."
After saying that, he stood at the lower position of the Qing Lord.
Yin Zhu, Han Cang, Qing Meng and others looked at Feng Ji with sharp and astonished eyes.
"Fengji, what are you doing?" Qingzhu's nephew Qingmeng looked at Fengji angrily.
Yin Zhu and Han Cang looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
Fengji turns out to be the Lord’s man all the time!
"Lord Zhuang Xian, please take action to capture Qinglu and Fengji." Qingmeng said to the powerful martial artist, "They are stalling for time, and they should make arrangements."
He did not dare to delay any longer. He realized that his uncle was just delaying the attack and must have a powerful plan.
Can't let uncle delay it any longer!
However, he had already requested, but Master Zhuang Xian, the Martial Immortal, had no intention of taking action. He didn't know what he was waiting for or what he was worried about.
Feng Ji looked at Yin Zhu and others with a smile, his tone was like a commonplace conversation:
"This Master of Martial Arts, Senior Zhuang Xian, is actually the Great Yinke Qing whom the lord has long since respectfully hired. The idea of hiring Senior Zhuang Xian is also a decision that was deliberately guided by your lord under the instruction of the lord."
"Do you really think that the lord is kept in the dark? All this has always been in the lord's plan. Oh, you guys, what should I say? I have been with the lord for so long, but I still don't know his methods.
.Deserves to seek death."
Yin Zhu and others were stunned.
Although Fengji's words were gentle, they were like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, making them a little confused.
What what?
Is this old guy Zhuang Xian the great hermit guest secretly hired by the lord?
Have you had it for many years?
Did the lord deliberately induce them to hire Zhuang Xian to kill the king?
Really?
They couldn't believe that more than a hundred people were messed up in the wind and all in bad condition.
Everyone looked at Zhuang Xian in shock, only to see Zhuang Xian nodding to Master Qing, and saying in an old voice: "We haven't seen you for many years, my lord is already the God of Martial Arts. In the future, my martial arts future will definitely be better than that of old age. Congratulations."
Master Qing gave a simple salute and said: "I haven't seen my senior for many years, and I am very pleased that he still has the same style. I wonder if I am still satisfied with the annual salute?"
Zhuang Xian nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Satisfied, my lord is very generous."
Master Qing said: "Starting from this year, we will double the amount. Senior, don't refuse."
Yin Zhu, Han Cang and others watched in disbelief as the greetings between Qing Zhu and Zhuang Xian turned to stone.
The last bit of luck in my heart was crushed to pieces by the living reality in front of me.
They were plotted by the Lord!
After planning for so long, they thought they had hired a martial arts immortal to be their sword, but they didn't expect that this martial arts immortal took the money and came, but he came to deal with themselves.
Extremely ridiculous! Extremely sad!
Yin Zhu took a deep breath, looked at Zhuang Xian with a pale face, and said in a dry voice: "Master Zhuang Xian, I gave you three million before, and I can give you another ten million!"
"From now on, your Excellency will be the great hermit guest of the Supreme Lord, and I will pay you one million yuan every year!"
"As long as your Excellency can fulfill the previous agreement, everything else can be discussed."
Zhuang Xian sighed, shook his head and said, "In today's world, there is not a single martial saint who comes from a poor family. Even the martial arts saints who come from a poor family are pitifully few."
"But I happen to be a martial arts immortal who comes from a poor family. It is very likely that he will be the last martial arts immortal who comes from a poor family."
"So, I can take your money, but I can't do what you want me to do. Do you understand what I mean?"
The hearts of Yin Zhu and others all sank into the ice cellar.