"In addition to tea money, the remaining ones are used as compensation for the broken things." said the man in the brocade robe.

The owner's eyes lit up, but just saw the terrifying skills of the man in brocade robe, he still said truthfully: "That's... no... it doesn't need so much."

The man in the brocade robe was too lazy to talk anymore, so he just waved his hand.

The shop owner took the friend to make tea happily.

At this moment, Guo Youxin and Yang Xiuling, who had never suffered such a crushing defeat, were covered in frustration and nervousness. Only Song Youcheng forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart and said in a tactful tone: "Senior, it is indeed as amazing as the martial arts of the rumor. We are no match for the defeat at all. We are convinced by your defeat! I just don't know that Senior-"

"Don't worry, I won't take your lives, I'm just a small punishment." The man in the brocade robe sneered and said, "Gun, go and search out their waist cards."

The boy was searching for the colorful beads that popped up before in the store. Hearing this, he immediately came to the three of them. Song Youcheng and Guo Youxin were powerless to resist and could only watch him take away the waist card of the Xunwusi.

When the boy named Guner came to Yang Xiuling, Yang Xiuling shouted anxiously: "Don't touch me! If you dare to touch me, I will not let you go if I die!"

The boy said coldly: "Then you hand over the waist card yourself."

Yang Xiuling was so aggrieved that tears were almost falling. She took out her waist card and threw it on the ground.

The boy picked up the waist cards with a calm expression and placed them at the table of the man in the brocade robe.

The man in brocade robe picked up a piece with interest and looked at it carefully: on the dark golden bronze medal, the word "Wu" is engraved on the middle of one side, and the word "Xuan" is engraved on the middle of the other side. A line of small characters is engraved on the top of both sides, "Preserve the order of the martial arts world and arrest illegal people in the world." A line of characters is also engraved on the bottom of both sides, "Guo Youxin, Chengdu Prefecture, No. 126".

The man in brocade robe stared at the small waist card, recalling the past, and looked a little dazed. After a while, he came to his senses and said to the young man: "Gun, I have been telling you that you have been piercing the acupoints for five years. You are now using this technique to unlock the acupoints for these three people and let me see how you are going."

The boy was stunned and said in a naughty way: "How can I untie the acupoint you have laid by Master?"

"I didn't use much force, you should be able to untie it." The man in the brocade robe raised his face and said, "If you can't untie it, then don't be my apprentice anymore!"

Frightened by the man in brocade robe, the boy gritted his teeth and looked at the three people slumped on the ground. He picked up the colored beads he had collected just now with his right hand, and then he was ejected out after accumulating energy to aim.

The man in the brocade robe said it easily, but in fact, even if the boy is prone to the acupoints, he needs to do two or three powers to unlock the acupoints for one person.

By the time the three of them had their acupoints untied, the boy was already sweating profusely, but the three people who had untied the acupoints looked extremely ugly, because this practice was undoubtedly a great humiliation to them.

The man in brocade robe ignored the hatred in the eyes of the three of them and said leisurely: "Go back and tell your master that I, Tang Fangzhuo, are back. If you want to get this waist card, let your elders come to me to pick it up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few screams of exclamations came from the pedestrians outside the store.

Song Youcheng, Guo Youxin, and Yang Xiuling looked at each other and said in a deep voice: "I understand, goodbye!"

The three of them walked out of the store quickly.

Xue Chang, who was standing at the door, looked at Guo Youxin with his head down, his face gloomy, and passed by him. His previous arrogance turned into a depressed face, and he immediately woke up in his heart: This world is really a big fish eating small fish, and a small fish eating shrimps, and he still has to work harder!

When Yang Xiuling passed by the door of the store, she nodded slightly to Xue Chang to show her gratitude.

The three found their mount, uncovered the reins, and turned over the horse.

At this time, Guo Youxin shouted loudly: "Tang Fangzhuo, what's there to be proud of if you bully the small ones? Wait, my master will come to find you, and you will be driven out of Bashu like a dog!" After that, he waved his whip hard, and his mount screamed and rushed to the official road quickly.

The boy suddenly felt angry, but Tang Fangzhuo sat down without moving, but just murmured thoughtfully: "If the martial arts of the younger generation of these major sects of Bashu are the same as these people, it would be really not to be underestimated..."

"May I ask, are you really Tang Fangzhuo, the colorful magic arrow...General Tang?" Someone couldn't help but ask among the pedestrians watching the fun at the door before.

"Does this still need to be asked? Look at this...hero's dress, such a powerful martial art, and also called Tang Fangzhuo, he must be the hero of our Shu people - General Tang of Colorful Arrows. There is absolutely no problem!"

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The excited discussions of the pedestrians made Tang Fangzhuo frown. He glanced out the window and said, "The rain has stopped, let's go."

Although the pedestrians were talking, when the two of them came without expression, no one dared to come forward to express their respect. Instead, they took the initiative to give up their way and watched him ride away without any hesitation.

"Decades have passed, but I didn't expect that General Tang's style will remain the same! I remember that back then, he followed General Ye Wenbo to participate in the Xiangyang War, shooting three generals of the Northern Barbarians with three arrows, which greatly increased the morale of the soldiers. In the end, he defeated the Northern Barbarian army, which was even more numerous than ours..." A middle-aged man with a businessman said with emotion.

"I heard from you, brother, have you seen him before?" someone else asked curiously.

"I am from Chengdu Prefecture, and my family is in the city. Before the late emperor moved the capital, every time the army returned in triumph, the people in the city would welcome him. The iron-blooded Changhemen team was the most popular, and General Tang was naturally the most popular among them. He was from Sichuan, looked good and had high martial arts skills. The girls wanted to marry him, and they threw the most flowers for him!"

"Since he is so powerful and still a general, why didn't there be any news about him later?" A caravan guard in his early twenties couldn't help asking.

This is exactly what Xue Chang wanted to know. There was no name about Tang Fangzhuo in the original owner's memory. Even the Iron Blood Changhemen and Ye Wenbo mentioned just now had only a little bit of information.

"I heard that it was because General Ye was killed by the Northern Barbarians' plot, and in order to avenge him, the Iron Blood Changhemen mobilized his troops to attack the Northern Barbarians without obtaining military orders, which aroused the anger of the late emperor. Finally, he forced the disbandment of the Iron Blood Changhemen... Alas, I have never heard of General Tang again!"

"The news that General Ye died in battle was a huge event at that time. Our local people spontaneously wore mourning for him for three days... But why did I hear that he died suddenly of a sudden illness?" an old man said in confusion.

"This was said in the court's writing back then, yes." The merchant curled his lips and said, "But when I was in Luoyang, the locals were circulating this statement. After all, it was the capital, and the news should be more informative. According to them, the court was worried that after the fact that General Ye was killed, it would arouse the anger of the people and seriously affect the peace talks with the Northern Barbarians."

"Ge's peace talks!" A caravan guard said angrily: "I heard that He Shuheng, who was in charge of peace talks, was afraid of death. He knew that peace talks were completely a treacherous minister! Unfortunately, Ye Daxia's hero died in the plot of the Northern Barbarians, but the truth was covered up. He has not yet revenged his great revenge yet!"

"What's wrong with peace talks?" The old man sighed: "You are young and don't understand the situation at that time. Since the late emperor led his army out of Sichuan, determined to drive out the Northern Barbarians and restore the clothes of the Han family, it has been 10 years since the war between all and many soldiers have been killed or injured! Almost every family in our area wore mourning. Fortunately, peace talks were negotiated later, otherwise there would have been no labor force to plow the fields!"

Everyone sighed after hearing this.

The old man emphasized and said, "However, the sacrifice of us Shu people is also worth it. It is the glory of all of us that we have finally made an emperor in Bashu, the land of Heavenly Palace!"

Everyone claimed that it was.

The merchant interrupted, "We Shu people not only have glory, but also have many practical benefits. For example, this dynasty attaches much more importance to Bashu than the previous dynasty. Chengdu Prefecture is also a major city in the Great Zhou, second only to Luoyang. The taxes and labor in the Bashu area are also lighter than other provinces, and commerce is more prosperous..."
Chapter completed!