Changsun Meng thought for a while and suddenly realized: "My son is still not strong enough, and he is far behind his father. So from what my father can see, does Mr. Song still have a glimmer of hope?"
"The only way to survive is to take refuge in the Queen Mother."
"To seek refuge with the Queen Mother?"
Chang Sunjie was determined: "If you want to survive, there is no other way than this." He added: "Song Zheng may not be able to think of this method, but even if he thought of it, he wouldn't be able to do it with his temperament."
He picked up the ancient scroll again: "So, he is dead this time."
"Just wait and see, the capital city is like a sea of evil, with many blood sharks. There are no one to help when the time is right, and there are many who will add insult to injury."
…
Several elders of the Lie family set off firecrackers.
Lie Beitao, aren't you willing to go home? Just wait, the family will issue a family rule soon and you will not be allowed to come back! Lie Beitao's father and brother have been reclusive recently. Although they have kept a low profile in the past few days, they are still part of the family.
"Beloved son", the elders of the clan came to visit almost every day and "begged" Lie Beitao's father to resume his duties as the head of the family, but he always refused.
But today, the door immediately became deserted, and no one came to the door anymore. Even when passing in front of their yard, they had to stay away for fear of getting into their bad luck.
Lie Beitao's brother has experienced the ups and downs of life, and is much deeper and wiser than before. He shook his head and said: "What do they have to be happy about? The entire Lie family relies on our war beast business. Without Song Zheng, the war beast business will not be able to survive."
If they don’t go down, they will just sit back and have nothing.”
But the clan elders outside were still happy and felt that they had gotten a bargain.
As for what this "cheapness" is, they don't have a clear idea, they just feel happy!
…
The door of Mao Zhengdao's house was crowded with matchmakers in the past few days.
The second son of the founder of the country was going to marry the daughter of a merchant. The news spread, and countless big businessmen went crazy about it. The world of cultivation has developed to this day, and mortals and monks have actually become entangled in many things. Tens of thousands of years ago, mortals were incapable of intervening.
of any transaction between monks.
However, the emergence of combat equipment has instead eased the relationship between the two. Many mortals without cultivation qualifications gradually got involved in the cultivation industry and gradually developed and expanded. Today, many treasure mines and jade mines are in the hands of mortal merchants
.
These big businessmen have huge assets, but they are suppressed by the monks at every turn. They can hire monks, but after all, they feel that they are "not their own family."
They will also secretly support some promising young monks, but after the young monks become forced monks, they may not keep their original promise and really protect them.
Even if they keep their promises, after a few incidents, they will feel that they have paid off their "karma" and leave in style. Big businessmen often want to cry without tears.
And being able to establish a relationship with the founding lord, even if it means marrying a second young master who has been abandoned by the family, is still an opportunity to rise to the top in one step.
The businessmen regarded this matter as a "commercial competition" and were generous. But the Marquis said that this marriage only depends on the son's wishes. So they hired a matchmaker to come to the house with a jade talisman projection of their daughter.
and a large amount of betrothal gift, hoping to persuade Mao Zhengdao.
However, overnight, all the matchmakers blocking the door disappeared.
Liebeitao looked at the deserted courtyard and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, businessmen value profit over separation. These guys' noses are sharper than dogs."
On the contrary, Mao Zhengdao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's best this way. No matter what they think, Song Zheng and I are on the same road until it's dark. It's best if they all leave. Before, I felt like I had become the leader of Lan Yue Lou."
Oiran, they are all prostitutes... I like to play, but I don’t like to be played with."
Lie Beitao laughed strangely: "You really don't like it? Think about it again?"
Mao Zhengdao then thought about it, grinned and said, "It seems...it's not bad to be played with."
"Hahaha!"
The smile gradually faded, and deep worry slowly climbed up Mao Zhengdao's face like a demon mark. He sighed deeply and said: "Song Zheng entered the capital and experienced ups and downs. That is to say, if he can hold on, it would be you.
I'm afraid I've already gone crazy under such tremendous pressure."
Lie Beitao also nodded: "I hope...he can hold on this time."
Mao Zhengdao slapped his hands: "Let's go see him."
Lie Beitao did not hesitate: "Okay! Invite him to Lanyue Tower for entertainment tonight..."
Mao Zhengdao shook his head repeatedly: "It's just you and me, Lan Yue Lou. Have you forgotten the trouble last time?"
Lie Beitao deeply agreed: "Just you and me."
…
The ghost Shentu stood at the foot of the steps with his head bowed.
The steps are three feet high. The Queen Mother is high up. She is wearing a phoenix robe and sitting on a jade chair. She is graceful and luxurious, but her face is like a knife. She said: "Be careful tomorrow. The whole capital is full of short-sighted and mediocre people. Don't be deceived by them."
Come on. Song Zheng, I know him too well, this little thief will not submit so obediently!"
The ghost of Shentu said: "So this time my subordinates came here specifically to ask for an order from the Queen Mother. If Song Zheng has another change tomorrow and shirk his duties, I will show my order and ask him to hand over Ma Muye immediately, otherwise he will be disobeying the order."
Disrespectful.”
The Queen Mother pondered for a moment, weighing the consequences of doing so. Because there was a possibility that Song Zheng would be completely forced to jump over the wall.
This result... is not unbearable. The Queen Mother nodded, even expecting that Song Zheng would really jump over the wall under such an edict.
She smiled slightly: "Yes!"
The big sleeves were waved, and a decree fell into the hands of the genius Shen Tu. The Queen Mother said: "I and the leader are very optimistic about you, don't let us down."
The ghost of Shentu knelt down and worshiped: "My subordinates are sincere and frightened, so they must work diligently and diligently! The holy religion will shine through the ages and shine on the past and present!"
The Queen Mother nodded: "Go down."
…
The Jiangnan ancestors did not leave immediately. Song Zheng invited them to temporarily live in a manor not far from Tiying in the capital.
There is only a few dozen miles away from here and the Star Reaching Tower. If they are willing, they can also go to the Star Reaching Tower to communicate with the old monsters inside.
Mao Renchuan, the leader of the Immortal Immortal Sect, often goes there, but others are indifferent to him. Those old monsters are more and more weird-tempered. They are used to calling themselves their ancestors, so who is going to suffer from that?
Today, the ancestors of Jiangnan are a little silent. The entire capital knows that Master Song was forced to withdraw from Hongwu territory. Everyone is a little hesitant: Will they follow Master Song to expand the territory in the future?
Yang Liumu was sitting in the waterside pavilion, clenching his fists, and said bitterly: "There have been many unidentified forced cultivators in Jiangnan in the past few days, led by ancestors - they are here to grab the territory!
We have brought out all the forced cultivators in the sect. No one in the family has made the decision, and we are afraid that the foundation will be destroyed."
Bangong Xie said calmly: "Don't be impatient. We are still here, and they don't dare to go too far." He paused: "If we can't go back, it will be karma, and we will suffer it forever."
Yang Liumu was unwilling to give in: "We have such strength, why should we obey the government's orders? Just fight with them. Let them know that the heroes from the south of the Yangtze River are not inferior to the heroes from the north!"
Ban Gongxie glanced at him: "Have you ever thought that the Queen Mother wants Master Song to do this?"
"But..." Yang Liumu was anxious: "Jiangnan is our foundation, and it is also the foundation of Mr. Song."
"Taking fire from the bottom of the cauldron." Bangong Xie said: "The Queen Mother forced Mr. Song out of Hongwu and took away his fundamental power. She really wants to force Mr. Song to death."
Mao Renzhuan hesitated and said: "This time... can Mr. Song survive this disaster?"
Ban Gongxie didn't know either. He looked in the direction of the capital and felt uneasy in his heart: What is Mr. Song's plan? Could it be that he really couldn't understand that all the forces were waiting for a signal! As long as he will mount the horse tomorrow
The handing over of Makino proves that Long Yiwei has been completely defeated and is no longer the brutal organization that once shocked the world and silenced children from crying at night.
Those forces hidden in the dark will immediately pounce out and tear everything Song Zheng into pieces.
…
Mao Zhengdao and Lie Beitao came to see Song Zheng but found no one. The person who came forward happened to be Liu Chengfei.
Mao Zhengdao shrank his neck. He didn't know why. He felt a little guilty when he saw Liu Chengfei, so she sent him away with a few words. The two of them saw that it was already getting late, so they simply went straight to Lan Yue Tower.
There are no four great courtesan in Lan Yue Lou, but recently there are four new courtesans, who are younger and more lovable. Mao Zhengdao likes this style.
…
About two hundred miles to the west of Beishan Camp, there is a pasture. This is a place where the imperial court raises horses. There is a garrison stationed there, about a thousand people, who are more grooms than soldiers.
On the pasture, a group of old horses ate grass lazily.
The Beishan camp was severely underpaid. If these soldiers who herded horses for the imperial court wanted to make money, of course they could only take food from the horses' mouths. Anyway, the whole Hongwu army was like this now, and no one was taking care of them.
Five "groommen" sat together, with a small slope behind them, and a man standing guard on it.
"It's been five days since Boss Ma was arrested."
Everyone was silent for a while, deeply worried.
Someone asked: "Will he recruit us all?"
"No." Someone was very confident: "Boss Ma has experienced so many things. Long Yiwei can scare others, but he can't scare Boss Ma."
Some people are also worried: "We have hoarded a lot of supplies, and the forced cultivators we secretly supported have achieved their own successes. But the army is in the hands of Boss Ma. Without him, it would be difficult for us to accomplish anything."
"Boss Ma must be rescued!"
"Did our people in the capital get any information?"
Everyone looked at a middle-aged man sitting in the center. His left side and half of his chest had been replaced with special magic weapons. His exposed neck and palms shone with the luster of Baosteel, making people look at him.
Awesome.
"I've let people go through many ways, but unfortunately Yuan Yu spent a lot of money but it has no effect. It's a hell there, and no one can guarantee that they can get people out."
Everyone's hearts sank and they were about to speak when the man on guard on the hillside suddenly punched the ground with his fist, and the waves quickly spread from the ground to the five people.
They stood up vigilantly, and a moment later a messenger talisman flew from the direction of the capital, whirling above the heads of the five people. The leading man raised his arm solemnly, and took the jade talisman down.
After reading the content, a hint of hope appeared on his face: "Tomorrow, Long Yiwei will hand over Boss Ma to Suwei."
The four people immediately became excited: "This is our opportunity. The Su Guards are not as good as the Long Yi Guards. There are always some loopholes in the newly formed formation..."