In the autumn of 1965 in the Chinese calendar, Gao Fengzhi, the right young eunuch of the Eastern Song Dynasty Palace, colluded with the evil cult bandits to invade the Lotus Gate, harming the people and bringing them into the palace. He deceived the superiors and concealed them, which led to the rise of banditry in the imperial city. Climax 23S.
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The Prince of Wu, Prince Ming, took the lead in destroying Fushou Cave, the lair of Lianmen, and exposed the actions of Gao Fengzhi and other eunuchs who harmed the people.
On that day, thunder fell from the sky to avenge the people!
The government and the public were shocked, and all the people mourned. Emperor Zhao Yukun ordered Gao Fengzhi to be executed, and he was to be cut into pieces with a thousand swords!
"My young prince, you haven't seen it. The dignified Dharma Master was chopped alive like a dog. It's so satisfying!"
In the backyard of Prince Wu's Mansion, Wang An excitedly recounted what he saw on the execution ground.
Wu Ming nodded slightly and carved the wooden sign with no trace of emotion or anger.
"My dear prince, you don't seem happy?"
Honglian said cautiously.
After getting along for a long time, this woman paid great attention to Wu Ming and could vaguely sense his thoughts.
Even the usually noisy kitten was lying obediently at Wu Ming's feet, yawning lazily.
"The death of Gao Fengzhi is nothing!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
Wang An and Hong Lian looked at each other and felt something was wrong.
"You guys go out first, I'll have a few words with the young master!"
At this moment, Wu Fu walked in.
"yes!"
Hong Lian and Wang An both bowed and bowed before retreating.
"Uncle Fu, he must have died as a scapegoat!"
Wu Ming blew away the wood residue on the wooden sign and said calmly.
"Well, the court's laws and regulations are not as sinful as Yiwu's, let alone Master Faxiang!"
Wu Fu nodded heavily.
"Hey, the rhetoric of those officials in the imperial court is probably the same as 'a worthy death'!"
Wu Ming took a cold look and gently brushed the writing on the wooden sign.
The letter to the warrior Hu Qing is exactly his spiritual position!
"Hey, this has been a problem for many years, and it definitely cannot be changed overnight.
Being able to make the royal family and the court recognize him with their noses pinched is already considered a victory. Now he may have changed his appearance and become a top-notch soldier!
Wu Fu sighed deeply.
"not enough!"
Wu Ming stood up slowly and looked up at the sky, with a murderous intent looming in his eyes.
"Young Master, now that the imperial city has been decided, there can be no more chaos! It almost sparked a civil uprising before, and the Legalists have already criticized it!"
Wu Fu advised.
"I know, but Uncle Tiger can't die in vain!"
Wu Ming recalled everything he had done in the past six months, and the veins in his palms popped out and made a crunching sound.
"For the current plan, we can only do one more thing, rather than one less thing. Hu Qing's revenge can only be planned in the long term!"
Wu Fu looked helpless.
He didn't want to take revenge, but not to mention the current Wu Prince's Mansion, even if Wu Xiong was there, it would be impossible to force the royal family to kill a powerful master!
A strong person with this kind of cultivation is the backbone of any force, unless he rebels, but is this possible?
"Uncle Fu, don't worry, I won't be impulsive!"
Wu Ming forced out a smile and said with relief.
"Well, Gao Fengzhi doesn't have to worry about it, but the matter of Luo Lianmen is not easy to deal with!"
Wu Fu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a tight expression.
The Luo Lian Sect, the Lotus Society, and the Beggar Clan are three pillars of each other. They are known as the top forces among beggars, and even the top sects will not easily provoke them.
Just because of its information transmission, it can be said to be unrivaled in China.
Of course, this is only limited to the middle and lower levels. Although there are real secrets, they are far inferior to the orthodox sects!
Even so, Wu Ming is not something that can compete!
That is to say, in the Imperial City, Luo Lianmen did not dare to take action blatantly, but if they left the Imperial City, they would inevitably be chased and killed.
Now that Wu Ming has made him look bad, he has become a street rat, and everyone is shouting to beat him up. This hatred is hard to resolve!
It can be said that since the establishment of Luolianmen, it has never suffered such a big loss!
It would be fine if a strong martial artist or the imperial court took action, but he is still a half-grown boy who has not yet entered the Qi realm!
This is simply the pillar of shame!
It is conceivable that as long as Wu Ming lives for one day, he reminds the world of the disastrous defeat of the Luolian Sect!
"Uncle Fu, after observing my filial piety, I want to go to Shaolin to seek the true scriptures!"
Wu Ming touched the clam beads, which were as warm as jade, and said with erratic eyes.
"Young Master, the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" is a secret that is not taught in Shaolin. You cannot force it. Even if you are destined to be a Buddha, there is not much hope."
Wu Fu had known his plan for a long time, but he still felt it was too unreal.
"The I Ching cleanses the marrow and nourishes the internal organs. Now I am stuck in front of the door of refining the internal organs. As far as I can see, this is the only way!
Moreover, after I leave, the Luolian Sect will definitely follow closely and will not pose much of a threat to the family!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"You want to go alone?"
Wu Fu instantly heard his plan and couldn't help but change his color.
"Well, my cousin was expelled from the capital. Although he wanted to pursue his own martial arts, I think the one I miss the most is my cousin.
I'm not at home, and I can only feel relieved if you are here!"
Wu Ming said solemnly.
Wu Fu looked struggling, but with Wu Ming's scorching eyes, he sighed and agreed.
The young eagle will eventually be released!
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Time flies, and more than a month passes in the blink of an eye.
The destroyed Nanwai City has long since been restored to its original state, and is even better than before!
Now, the whole city is looking at Prince Wu's Mansion, or watching Wu Ming fulfill his original promise.
During this period of time, Wu Ming did not urge the imperial court to supervise the preparation of documents for the border town. Except for holding a funeral for Hu Qing, he stayed behind closed doors.
Even if officials came to visit and wanted to explain the affairs of the border town, they were ignored and left to Wu Fu and Honglian to handle it.
Hu Cang Laolai lost his son and was so distraught that he managed to keep his spirits up and could only support the royal family's duties.
Chai Qingsang's wife, whose only daughter was frightened, secretly blamed herself for killing her sworn brother, and felt extremely guilty. She strictly urged all the children to practice martial arts every day, in order to forget their hatred!
The children were too young to bear the heavy responsibilities of the government. Although they were saddened by Hu Qing's death, under the harsh training every day, even Hu Lai did not have much time to feel the pain of losing his father.
On weekdays, Wu Ming seldom went out except in the mourning hall, nor did he practice martial arts with the other boys. Only Hong Lian and Lu Zijin could see him.
"My young prince, people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Border Town are here!"
That morning, Wu Fu suddenly came to report.
"Finally here!"
A bright light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and he kowtowed respectfully to the shrine. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and then went to the front hall with Wu Fu.
"The young prince is here!"
The door's roll call immediately attracted the attention of dozens of people in the main hall.
Some were filled with anger, some were bursting with coldness, some were surprised, some were approving, and there were all kinds of expressions.
"Brother, brother, I've got it all for you. You won't lose even a penny!"
Jia Zhengjing's chubby body came closer and flicked the golden abacus in his hand, his face full of pride.
No wonder he is!
According to the Jia family's records, few people at his age could handle the business of a border town.
Even though there were some flaws in the end, they were enough to gain a firm foothold in the family and shut up all the clan elders who had criticized him before!
It can be said that I am proud of myself!
"Okay, please wait a moment while I greet the guests first!"
Wu Ming patted him on the shoulder and walked into the main hall with a smile.
"Hey, you're busy, you're busy, who among us brothers is following the other!"
Jia Zhengjing's fat face burst into laughter, and he ran to the side to watch the fun.
Jin Zheng turned his head away helplessly, he really couldn't bear to see it.
Wu Ming's words of treating him as one of his own almost made Jia Zhengjing forget his last name!
“I’ve met Prince Wu!”
According to etiquette, even the minister in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs must ask Wu Ming for courtesy.
But it was just a question of courtesy, not a salute. It was just an expression of respect for the title of King Wu!
"Excuse me for going all the way! Please sit down and watch the tea!"
Wu Ming was also unambiguous and sat at the head of the table politely and thoughtfully.
After everyone had tea, they all left. It was obvious that they were not able to get involved in what was going on here.
"Your Majesty, I am Zhou Minqing, the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. I have been ordered by the emperor to preside over the deed of the border town. I would like your Majesty to take a look at it!"
Zhou Minqing is a man over fifty years old, with a Confucian literary style and a resolute face. With a gleam in his eyes, he pushed a stack of jade albums in front of Wu Ming.
"Thank you, Lord Zhou!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, remembering that this person was Zhou Ziyan's father, but he didn't expect that he would take this job.
There are five jade certificates in total, four of which are connected in series with gold threads, and the names Mingwu Town, Hongwu Town, Cangwu Town and Chengwu Town are respectively inscribed on them.
Wu Ming felt a little dizzy just by looking at the densely packed small regular script. Fortunately, the feeling dissipated quickly.
After a cursory scan, there are various detailed records on it, and the person it belongs to is naturally his father and ancestor, as well as his name.
A separate piece is engraved with Yiwu Town!
It goes without saying that this town has been sold by Jia Zhengjing.
What surprised him a little was that the name on it was blank and did not include the Jia family.
You must know that the produce of a border town is extremely rich, and any major force will never sell it unless forced to do so.
According to the original expectation, Jia Zhengjing should stay and run a small treasury on his own.
"Ahem!"
Seemingly aware of something, Jia Zhengjing coughed dryly and turned his head away.
"General Yuan Cheng, congratulations to the young prince for taking back the border town!"
At this moment, a tall, thin middle-aged man strode forward, leaned over and clasped his fists in salute.
"General Wang Qingcang, congratulations to the young prince for taking back the border town!"
Another man, a dark, thin middle-aged man who was not tall, could even be said to be short, stepped forward and bowed.
"General Zhao Hong, congratulations to the young prince for taking back the border town!"
Immediately afterwards, another middle-aged man with an extremely stocky figure saluted.
"On behalf of the officers, soldiers and people of Mingwu Town, I, Wang Jing, would like to congratulate the prince on taking back the border town!"
Finally, a thirty-year-old young man wearing a Confucian shirt, exuding awe-inspiring righteousness, handsome and handsome, nodded slightly.
"Thank you four adults for traveling thousands of miles. Please take a seat!"
Wu Ming knew it well and kept a calm expression on his face.
In the past, others had spoken softly, and even the leaders of the border towns looked down upon him, and the court kept delaying.
In addition to personal selfishness, there are also constraints from various forces. Everyone wants to take a bite of these five border towns.
Now, without any further delay, the four major border towns directly dispatched their true masters for nothing more than a showdown with Wu Ming.
"Your Majesty, please drip blood and essence on the jade certificate, and use the official seal as a proof to connect the dragon energy of the imperial court. From now on, you can decide the four border towns with just one word!"
Zhou Minqing smiled warmly.
"Don't worry, you are all my uncles and uncles. We were born and died together with our father and ancestors, and we are what we are today.
Although I am the crown prince, I am still young after all, so I have a suggestion that I would like to ask you all to share!"
Wu Ming glanced at a fair-faced middle-aged man standing behind the crowd.