Chapter 1: Wuzhou Auntie

Diaoyutai, I have never been to the wild gulls for ten years. The white clouds come and go, and the green mountains are here, and I am happy with wine. I owe Yi Zhou to help the world, violate Liu Ruan's greed for cupping, and repay Li Du's debt to chant poetry. I laugh at me, and I laugh at me.

When I returned late, the wild monkeys on the mountain of West Lake were mourning. In twenty years, many romantic and strange things, flowers fell and bloomed. Looking at the sky, we worshiped the generals. The sleeves and stars were fighting for peace, and the smoke and moon were marveled at the village. I laughed at me, and I laughed at me.

The weather in Wuzhou City is hot. Perhaps the little wild flowers in the corner of the street knew that they had not had much future, so they tried their best to open their last angrily. The yellow infiltration color and the blue-gray city walls looked more and more dazzling.

On the right side of the straight road, next to the lake is a newly built restaurant in Wuzhou. It is the quietest and most lively place. The so-called quiet and lively thing is actually not inconsistent. Quietness refers to the environment, while lively refers to the crowd.

Not long after noon, the sun in the sky was radiating dazzling light, and the hot air was floating in the city, driving all the idle people into the restaurant. Behind the restaurant was a newly opened small lake. The lake wind was pouring in, just like a large fan produced in the warehouse, but it did not require manpower and could also bring coolness to the people in the building.

The green duckweed on the lake is extremely rich, spreading thickly on the water surface, covering the sunlight and protecting the fish in the water with shadows.

Since Kyoto has an additional location called Baoyue Tower, the restaurants all over the world seem to have been in a state of mind overnight and have learned that kind of arrangement. There is a lake behind the building and a courtyard by the lake.

But the buildings, lakes and courtyards of Wuzhou City actually belong to one person.

For Wuzhou people, this person is like the quietness of this building, the green duckweed on the lake, the breeze that travels among the people, is everywhere, protecting and protecting everything in the city.

There are no big Shang, no big clan, no big army in Wuzhou. Some... just this adult.

Since this poor-born adult entered the officialdom more than 20 years ago, his name has become a symbol of Wuzhou City. As long as he is here, Wuzhou people will live a good life.

People have a hometown affection. Although everyone in the world thinks that the adult is the most traitor in the ages, for Wuzhou, the adult... is Wuzhou. In the officialdom, people often abandon their names and dislike them, and directly call them Lin Wuzhou.

Yes, we are talking about the land at this time, which is the last prime minister of the Daqing Dynasty. The former prime minister who is now living in Wuzhou to support his retirement, Lin Ruofu.

Since Lin Ruofu resigned from office and returned home, he naturally rarely came out to meet the people of Wuzhou as a magistrate. Even those governors who respected the rituals of disciples and did not have much chance to see his appearance. However, his influence on Wuzhou City is still unmatched. Not to mention the influence, at least half of the industries in Wuzhou City are from forest land.

Wuzhou City is prosperous because it is greedy for the world. Therefore, no matter what, the people of Wuzhou will not say a word about Lin Ruofu, even those most passionate students.

But others may not be.

"I'll tell you this unfairness for the Ming family!" In the restaurant, a man in his thirties said indignantly, his eyebrows full of anger. I don't know what he was doing, but the sharpness in his words was unstoppable. "Did you force a person to die and the court gave up just by fined some salary?"

The incident in Jiangnan was too great, and it also affected Wuzhou in Jiangbei. Today, there are a lot of discussions about Jiangnan. After all, the Qing Kingdom is not a closed country with strict seals of speech. The eight departments of the Supervision Bureau do not have the ability to supervise all places outside Kyoto. Therefore, people are still quite brave when talking.

Because of the abnormal death of the old lady Ming, the reputation of Fan Xian, the imperial envoy of the Jiangnan Road, was greatly impacted. After a series of actions, the Ming family was already in turmoil, which further confirmed Fan Xian's ruthlessness. People in this world often sympathize with the weak, so they all despise the government side during the discussion.

However, since Fan Xian stepped onto the stage, he was too dazzling. Even the darkness of the Supervision Bureau could not be removed from it. Therefore, not everyone was speaking out for the Ming family. The young students didn't know where they got the news and leaned over to the side of the world's scholar leader, Lord Fan.

After all, few people believe that the little Mr. Fan, who is full of poetry, will be greedy for the Ming family's money.

"Ming Family? What's wrong with it?" A young man in his early twenties laughed at him: "It's just a big bandit who colluded with pirates, killed people and robbed goods. It is a blessing for the court and a blessing for all people to deal with them. Only you, a fool, will make such a stupid act."

The middle-aged man was furious and slapped the table and said, "Where are pirates coming from here? Don't swear by others. I am from Suzhou. How compassionate the old lady Ming is... I am dead, how can you, a child with yellow mouth, bends, bends and frame him randomly!"

The young man who had argued with him was a scholar in Wuzhou City. At this time, when he heard the middle-aged man telling his own way, he realized that the other party was a traveler from Suzhou. He couldn't help but sneer, waved his fan and said, "This matter has already spread throughout the scholars. Ming family... do you think it's so clean?"

"It's Mr. Xiao Fan... I dare to ask this brother, do you know what shameful things Mr. Xiao Fan has done?"

The Suzhou businessman was stunned. When he thought about it carefully, he found that Lord Fan had been working for the imperial court in Kyoto for the past few years. He had no idea what evil he had done.

The Wuzhou scholar smiled and said, "Can't you think it out? Mr. Xiao Fan is so arrogant that he is very upright, he exposes the corruption case of the Chunying Examination, and goes to Northern Qi to show his national prestige outside the territory. How could such a person be able to win profits with you, such a stinky businessman? Then the Ming family... If it weren't for the secretly doing too many things that both people and gods are angry, how could he induce Mr. Xiao Fan to take action?"

In fact, this was a bit ruling, but the Suzhou businessman could not refute for a while, so he could only say hesitantly: "The Ming family colluded with pirates? The Jiangnan people don't know, you Wuzhou people know... Where are the pirates? Why didn't the court catch them? If there is really a problem with the Ming family, the court should have tried the case in a regular and criminal manner. How can we use force to force people?"

The two sides became more and more quarrels, and the voices gradually became higher. The angry arose. Although the merchant had not yet resigned to poverty, he was already blushing. He stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to go and fight.

Fortunately, someone came up to stop him, so the weak scholar did not suffer any losses.

But no one noticed that during the process of pulling the fight, it seemed that several black feet kicked the Suzhou businessman a few times, and the businessman was kicking it one after another.

Seeing this scene, the people in the restaurant were a little stunned, especially those travelers passing by Wuzhou. They wanted to argue about the affairs of Xiao Fan, but why did Suzhou merchants seem to offend all the people of Wuzhou? After watching for a while, these passengers felt even more heartbroken and even kicked the waiter up!

Finally someone couldn't stand it anymore, and a soft shout came from a table in the corner: "Stop!"

The owner of the voice was a woman. She was dressed in tight clothes, covered with a curved body, and a long sword was tied by her waist. She seemed to be a figure in the world. She looked very delicate.

The people at the same table with her heard the shout and thought to themselves that it was awful. They thought that the junior sister was going to cause trouble again. They looked at the master behind the table with some fear. They wanted to call the woman back, but they didn't expect that the woman was moving quickly and had already walked into the middle of the building.

The group of people on the table had a calm face. They were almost middle-aged and their energy was restrained. They could see that they were not deep or shallow. They just shook their heads with a headache, and there seemed to be no way to do this girl.

The few people who were playing Taiping Elbow Fist saw a troublesome person coming. They dispersed and left the pitiful Suzhou businessman in the middle. After all, this woman was carrying a sword around her, and who would like to provoke ordinary people with ordinary heads?

"Why do you want to hit him?" the woman frowned and shouted.

The Wuzhou citizens in the building smiled, too lazy to pay attention to him. The scholar sneered and said, "In public, insult the imperial officials. Even if the adults are generous, can't we fight?"

"Insult the imperial officials?" the young woman frowned in disgust and said, "What's so great about Fan Xian?"

There was a big uproar in the building. Even if the Suzhou businessman was disrespectful to Fan Xian, he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the woman look down on Fan Xian arrogantly.

Who is Fan Xian? Now, who is there a young man in the world who can be more popular than him? Why does this girl dare to speak like this?

The Wuzhou scholar sneered: "Mr. Xiao Fan is really nothing great, but it's hard to find someone more amazing than him in this world."

The beautiful woman frowned, as if she thought bullying these people was not a good idea, and asked, "But what does this have to do with you?"

The Wuzhou scholar laughed slightly and said, "Don't understand? Lord Xiao Fan is our Wuzhou son-in-law. This man dares to say bad things about our son-in-law in a restaurant in Wuzhou. Do you think he is asking for a fight?"

Sister-in-law in Wuzhou.

Fan Xian married Lin Ruofu's daughter, and naturally established an intimate and strange relationship with Wuzhou, a place that he had never been to. Since Lin Xiang abdicated, Wuzhou City has no people in Kyoto, and there are not many people who are angry. However, Fan Xian's son-in-law is so domineering, and the people of Wuzhou City naturally feel a little proud, so how could they allow travelers from other places to talk nonsense about Fan Xian?

The Suzhou merchant’s beating was a disaster. Who made him forget the relationship between Lord Xiao Fan and Wuzhou?

The beautiful woman seemed to hate hearing Fan Xian's name, with her lips slightly raised, and a hint of mocking expression: "So what? I don't see him dare to be arrogant in our northern ranks? It turns out that she was just relying on her father-in-law's majesty to hide in Wuzhou City as a turtle..."

It turns out that the person at this table is actually from Northern Qi!

Although Nanqing and Northern Qi have long resumed diplomatic relations, and the marriage between the two countries and the fact that Kuhe is taking disciples, they are living their honeymoon, but they are decades old enemies, and the hatred between the people of the two countries has not been reduced much. At this time, listening to the woman's self-inflicted identity, everyone in the building showed a look of fear.

Even the beaten Suzhou businessman felt unlucky and spitted on the floor, not thanking his benefactor at all, so he turned around and went downstairs.

The beautiful woman was born with a noble family and was the best in the world. She had never suffered so many rolls of eyes since she was a child. Her mood suddenly became extremely bad.

At this moment, the Wuzhou scholar angrily cursed: "Mr. Xiao Fan is a turtle... Then what are you, the saint of Northern Qi?"

The restaurant suddenly became quiet, and even the blowing of the hair next to the beautiful woman's angry face seemed to be heard.

The woman in Northern Qi looked cold and a hint of chill flashed in her eyes. She seemed to be really angry by this sentence. She slowly pressed her fingers onto the hilt of the sword on her waist, and a sword intent pushed her out, and immediately condensed the Qingfeng in the building in the same place.

Such a mysterious state. How can ordinary people resist it? The Wuzhou scholar felt his legs weak and his face was shocked and he was about to kneel to the ground.

At the wine table, the teacher commander of the Northern Qi woman shook her head with a solemn face and said, "Don't hurt anyone."

The woman in Northern Qi abandoned the hilt of the sword, but her face changed and slapped her with a palm!

At this moment, a gray shadow flashed and blocked the Wuzhou scholar!

The middle-aged man on the table frowned.

The beautiful woman slapped her palm and could no longer be taken back. She hit a hard object!

She groaned and felt a powerful force coming from the other party. She was no match for her at all. She felt stuffy in her chest and was knocked back several steps.

The visitor was wearing a gray coat, with one hand in front of him, holding a long knife in the tiger's mouth. The tip of the knife was on the floor. It was with this knife that blocked the beautiful woman's vague palm.

The beautiful woman looked at the strange knife in the man in gray, looked at the other person's expressionless cheek, and snorted coldly, knowing that she was not the other person's opponent, but she was not very scared. Her master and brothers were all sitting on the table behind her, and the whole of Nanqing. As long as Ye Liuyun didn't come, who could do what she could do to herself?

But she refused to take the loss of this palm. She gritted her teeth, flipped her wrist and pulled out the thin sword beside her waist. The sword flower bloomed and she was about to attack.

"return."

The middle-aged man on the table behind her said slowly, although his voice was light, he had an irresistible majesty.

The girl stomped her feet in anger and stepped back to the table, saying, "Master, let me fight again, I don't believe that I can't beat him."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Last year in Shangjing, even your senior brother, Cheng Pu Zhucheng, was defeated by this adult. How could you be his opponent?"

The girl's family was stunned and looked back, but saw the master who came out of nowhere, bowing to her master: "Mr. Langtao, it's been a long time since I saw you."

"Brother Gao, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's such a coincidence today."

The middle-aged man on the table was naturally the first disciple of Ku He, the national teacher of Northern Qi, the number one master in the palace, Haitang Duoduo's senior brother, and Lord Langtao.

The man in gray who had saved the life of a scholar in Wuzhou before, holding a long sword in his hand, was naturally the leader of the Tiger Guard in Fan Xian.

To be a coincidence? People on both sides suddenly meet in Wuzhou, so naturally they can't explain it with just one word "smart".

Langtao looked at Gundam and said with a smile: "He still refuses to see me?"

Gundam's expression remained unchanged and he responded respectfully: "The journey is exhausted, the young grandma is resting, and the young master has no time."

The girl's family watched the master talk to the man curiously, and then she realized that the master knew this man, but she had been practicing in the mountains and did not know what happened in the Northern Qi Dynasty, so she did not guess Gundam's identity. Even this time she went to Jiangnan, she was her own decision and had no idea of ​​the master's real plan.

Lang Tao slowly lowered his head, gently pinched the wine glass with his two fingers, and said softly: "Please help me with a word. This matter cannot be dragged like this... We people from Northern Qi always have the pride of people from Northern Qi."

After saying this, Lang Tao grew up and prepared to take his disciples out of the building.

At this moment, a bamboo curtain next to the building moved slightly, and a handsome young man slowly walked out of the curtain. The young man was extremely beautiful, with thin and slightly pursed lips, and a harmless smile on his face, which was a bit chilling in his smile today.

Lang Tao stopped leaving and looked at the person who came meaningfully.

But the young man just nodded slightly and turned his face away, looked at the noisy girl's house with a smile and said, "This is in Nanqing. If you commit a murder in the street, do you want to leave like this?"

Lang Tao was slightly stunned. He didn't know why he was embarrassed by his female disciple as his identity. He was about to say something, but he saw that the other party waved his hand firmly to stop him. Lang Tao shook his head helplessly. Now there are too many places in the northern court relied on this young man. He had to go and play.

The girl from Northern Qi did not know who the other party was. She thought she was another sour scholar who knew how to speak inspiring words. She sneered: "Miss is not changing her surname, she is not changing her name, Wei is not changing her name, Yingning, what advice do you have?"

"Wei Yingning?" The young man looked at the beautiful woman and his eyes lit up. In contact with the news he received recently and the purpose of the wolf peach going south, he immediately understood why the woman was so angry before.

He turned to Langtao and asked, "Your apprentice?"
To be continued...