In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 119: Ten thousand people rise up!

After a night of hustle and bustle, it dissipated like a storm.

Wang Sheng was alone in the slightly dilapidated courtyard, his eyes a little dazed.

This is the third day of his return to Linchuan Mansion!

After asking the neighbors, I found out that my brother had indeed gone to Baiyun Temple, and was even accepted as a disciple by the elders!
He still remembered the envious look in his eyes when he talked about it.

"It's been three days, and there's still no sign of my brother. The group of Taoists said that three days ago, my brother broke out of the Baiyun temple almost insane. But where is he?"

Wang Sheng frowned tightly, his eyes were already somewhat tired.

He almost didn't eat or drink, sleep or sleep, and walked all over the huge Linchuan Mansion, but he still couldn't find the shadow of his elder brother Wang Lin.

The bookcases were dumped in the study quite casually, and the thick scrolls were displayed on the desk neatly, enshrined with sandalwood!
In the drowsiness, hurried and hasty footsteps sounded outside the fence.

"Brother, you are back"

Wang Sheng raised his head in surprise.

What came into view was a fat man with a big belly like a rich landlord.

Wearing gold and silver, sweating all over his head, he looks quite luxurious.

This person, he has an impression.

It seems that he is the president of the local underground gang in Linchuan Prefecture, who holds the great cause of water transportation in Linchuan Prefecture.

And beside the Jade Bridge, there is a land of pink and rouge with nearly half of the red makeup in Wuli.

In today's Linchuan Mansion, he can be regarded as the number one person.

Just, what is he doing here?
"Dare to ask, but in person, His Excellency Wang Sheng?" The fat man wiped off the sweat from his temples, and asked expectantly.

This is a scholar who entered Qingyun Academy three years ago, and seems to be one of the youngest Jinshi.

If he can help, Wanmin Umbrella can be done in no time.

"My lord, Wang Sheng, I don't know if you are in such a hurry, are you looking for something important for me?" Although Wang Sheng was quite tired at the moment, he was still quite gracious and gentle.

The fat man hastily cupped his hands, with a pleading tone in his words: "Please sir, please help, appeal to the common people, and sign the Wanmin Umbrella together!"

Manmin Umbrella?
Wang Sheng frowned slightly, and said in a concentrated voice: "What's the meaning? Petition to the court, or gift to officials? If it's the latter, then let's avoid it."

He is not very satisfied with the current situation of Linchuan Mansion.

Especially the people in the government, who eat the emperor's food and receive the imperial court's offerings, but they are completely headed by the Baiyun Temple.

"A petition to the court."

The fat man lowered his voice slowly, his words were inexplicably cautious: "Masters of the Xuanjing Division, they are going to move the Baiyun Temple. I am just doing something for you adults."

Xuanjing Division?
There was some thought in Wang Sheng's eyes, and he murmured: "Tianzi Butcher Knife, Xuan Jingsi? What do they want this for?"

Suddenly, he thought of something, and asked in a cold voice: "The envoys in charge of the Xuanjing Division, have you ever stated, what is written on the Wanmin Umbrella?"

"Baiyunguan has the heart of disobedience and betrayed the court."

The fat man looked around and spoke very cautiously.

If the Confucian student in front of him was not a genuine Confucian disciple, following the path of "self-cultivation, state governance, family harmony, and world peace", he would not dare to speak nonsense in the future if he might become a general and become a prime minister!

Rebellion, this is a serious crime!

Wang Sheng trembled all over, and murmured: "Xuan Jingsi, he wants to kill Baiyun Guan with three crimes!"

There was an instant look of excitement on his face.

Those who commit the three crimes, even if Baiyun Temple has the emperor's oral order, Xuan Jingsi can kill first and then play!
Learn literary and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family!
This is an opportunity!

More importantly, you can also entrust Secretary Xuan Jing to help you find your brother!

Wang Sheng stared at the fat man, and said in a deep voice, "Masters of the Xuanjing Division, besides the Wanmin Umbrella, do you still want to prepare blood calligraphy and painting bets?"

The fat man was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said, "Please teach me first, sir."

He had some surprises in his heart.

Zhengchou didn't know what to do, but unexpectedly met a professional person!
"call--"

Wang Sheng took a deep breath, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes.

He can be sure!

Xuan Jingsi is really planning to kill that Baiyun Temple in the name of three crimes!

In the Baiyun Temple, Chen Xiu was wearing a Taoist robe and walking on the trail quite calmly.

At this time, there was an inexplicable sense of tension in the Baiyun Temple.

Not only a few rather elderly Taoist priests had a strong sense of panic on their faces, but there were also a lot fewer pilgrims and tourists.

"Junior Brother Zhang, why are you still hanging around here?"

A slightly scolding voice sounded, and Senior Brother Li trotted closer, with obvious complaints and dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Do you know how long Miss Gu's family has been looking for you?"

"Hurry up and go to the Plum Garden!"

Chen Xiu cupped his hands slightly pretending to be apologetic: "Obey!"

Between the words, he quietly said: "Brother, there is something wrong with the atmosphere in the Baiyun temple today. But is there something wrong in the temple?"

Senior Brother Li's face turned extremely pale in an instant, and the obvious fear in his eyes was fleeting.

He pretended to be stern and said: "This is not something you should care about!"

This guy seems to be scared?

What is he afraid of?
With Baiyun's arrogance and arrogance, it shouldn't be Xuan Jingsi who is afraid.
Chen Xiu's eyes were somewhat puzzled.

When he returned to Namei Garden, he noticed.

On both sides are the Taoist priests with rather solemn faces, all of whom have weapons in their hands!

"Master Zhang, my lady has been waiting for you for a long time."

Gu Yan's melodious and clear voice suddenly rang in his ears.

It is still a plain white dress.

But at this moment, the aura is ethereal and ethereal, quite fairy-like.

"Miss Yan, are you no longer pretending?"

Chen Xiu joked a little playfully, but there was something strange in his heart.

Isn't what she wants, the seal of reincarnation?
Now that the seal of reincarnation has dissipated, why is she still here?

Gu Yan smiled ambiguously, and said softly, "My lord, you and I understand each other. Miss is waiting for you."

Miss Gu family?

She is really waiting for me?

Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes and walked slowly towards the depths.

Miss Gu's family sat alone at the desk, with a volume of literature spread out in front of her.

"Let me ask you, do you know how Brother Ning died?"

Miss Gu's family suddenly spoke, her face was much haggard, but she was also a little more determined: "I want to avenge him!"

"Of course I know."

Chen Xiu spoke lightly, with calm eyes: "My surname is Gao, and my name is Ning! Ten years ago, the prefect of Linchuan Prefecture died at the hands of a Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple because of investigating the crimes committed by that Baiyun Temple."

"In addition, I promised him that I would clear up his grievances."

Miss Gu's family bit her lip, her voice was slightly annoyed and cold: "How can I help?"

Chen Xiu grinned: "Destroy the Baiyun Temple, and then erect a monument for Mr. Gao!"

Gu Yan propped his chin, blinked his eyes, and smiled meaningfully: "If you can, count me in. After all, I also want this Baiyun Temple to collapse."

Chen Xiu looked sideways slightly.

At this time, there is a wind.

wow——

The wind blew, and the huge paper umbrella swayed in the wind and slowly stood up!
Thousands of ribbons hang down, and tens of thousands of names are marked on them!
Wang Sheng bit his finger, and wrote his name on the nearly ten feet long silk!

The dense blood-colored prints are shocking.

"Finally done."

The fat man wiped off the sweat from his head, and there was a bit of nervousness in his eyes.

Wang Sheng nodded slightly.

Today, the Manmin Umbrella has been launched!

Then Xuan Jing, it's time to act, right?

(End of this chapter)