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

Chapter 354 Who Do You Think People Will Trust?
Zhenfa Shenwu Hall, Beitang, Qingpinghou Mansion.

The gray-haired old man tapped on the white jade table, with a hint of thought in his eyes, he said slowly: "Feng'er, send the order to the Marquis Mansion. From today onwards, I will have nothing to do with that uncle Duanyang." .”

The handsome and noble young man's eyes changed slightly, and he said with difficulty: "But father, my younger sister is already engaged to the prince of the Earl's Mansion. The invitations have been sent out, let's"

"Starting today, tell your sister. If she dares to take half a step out of the Marquis's Mansion and be expelled from the Marquis's Mansion, she will have nothing to do with me! If you dare to take a step towards her, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!!" The old man stood up slowly, holding Take the mouth of the Beaulieu crutch.

"Father, what happened? You used to be the one who loved my little sister the most!" The young man's eyes were filled with endless puzzlement and confusion.

The old man stood in front of the lobby and sighed leisurely: "You, do you know the champion?"

The young man's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly: "I know. The champion of the Sui Dynasty, once the number one in the Billboard, is now a master of the Happy Heaven Realm. He is also the leader of the five generals of the Xuanjing Division, and he is also a great general of the imperial court. The power of the army."

There was a bit of envy and longing in his words.

According to the rumors, this Lord Hou, who is comparable to the young general in the past, is now twenty years old, a real young talent.

The old man shook his head slightly, his gaze became more profound: "He is still the King Shura Ming who once bloodbathed the Jiangnan Mansion and stepped on the twelve sects! Now, the old prince bestowed on him the Shang Fang Sword, which has already come to my land of Jingchu."

"Just now, the old man got the news. He beheaded Jing Haibo's son on the crossing rope that blocked the river, and even destroyed the entire family of the Earl of Duanyang! One hundred and eighty-seven people, no one was spared!!"

The young man felt chills all over his body, and said in a trembling voice, "He, what is he going to do?"

"What else is there? Help the Sui Dynasty and suppress the rebels in the past! Just like him in the Jiangnan Mansion!" The old man's words were somewhat dignified, and his eyes were deep: "Nowadays, the court can still be regarded as a loyal minister. , not many left!"

"And he, Chen Xiu, may be one of them! He is also the most craziest and ruthless existence!"

There was a bit of coldness in the young man's eyes, and his five fingers were like knives gently wiped his throat: "If that's the case, then why don't we."

"Do you think it's that simple?"

There was a bit of chill in the old man's words: "He is the direct disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Zhenwu Shenzong, and he is also a high-level Dharma protector of the Daoist God Leifa. His status is comparable to the countless Buddha disciples of Buddhism! More importantly, behind him Standing [Mr. Qinglian], [General Zhongyong], and the [Silver-haired Lion King] under the command of the prince of Qingzhou! Even [Tang Guogong] is very familiar with him!"

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The young man couldn't help but gasped, his voice trembling: "Three, three supreme beings?"

"Otherwise, do you think that the old man, who is also a Marquis above the court, needs to pay a visit in person?" The old man snorted coldly, holding the Panlong crutches, and when he put on the python robe, there was the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Master Hou, Bo Jinghai is asking to see you outside the door." The old housekeeper said cautiously.

The old man's eyes were flat, and he raised his hand lightly: "You should prepare the car at the back door and go to Tai'an Tower. And tell him that Lord Ben is not feeling well recently, and he is going to Jiangnan Mansion to seek medical treatment. I am afraid he will not be here for more than a month." Fuchu, I'm very sorry!"

"Follow orders!!"

The vehicle drove slowly through the street, and the voices of two common people's discussions reached the old man's ears.

"My poor daughter! Uncle Duanyang, that beast, died very well!!"

"Heaven has eyes!!"

"God, you finally opened your eyes to see us!!"

The old man slightly raised his hand and said indifferently, "Stop."

He gently got off the vehicle and walked towards a bungalow among the guards.

"Did the girl in your family suffer from Uncle Duanyang's cruelty?" The old man pretended to sigh sadly, and his words seemed rather sad: "It is the old man's fault that the common people have suffered such a catastrophe."

"As a prince, he failed to protect the peace of one side! This old man is ashamed of His Majesty!"

There were even teardrops in the corners of his eyes, and he gently raised his hand: "Give me an order, all those who have been violated will be compensated with eighty taels of silver! At the same time, order the Xuanjing Division to arrest criminals in the name of Marquis Qingping! Whether it's the prince's grandson or the son of the family, don't let it go!"

After speaking, he sighed and stepped between the vehicles.

"Master, what is this?" There was a bit of puzzlement in the attendant's eyes!

"Since it's acting, then we have to play the whole set." The old man said slowly, his eyes glanced at the beggar by the side of the road, and he said in a long voice: "Have you noticed it? From the moment we stepped out of the mansion, we were completely monitored .”

Both the guard and the coachman trembled, and there was a bit of fear in their eyes: "Master, are you a warrior or a Qi refiner?"

"neither."

The old man's words seem to have a bit of emotion: "It's a mortal, the lowest mortal."

"The peddler carrying the load, the farmer pushing the cart, the beggar on the roadside, the juggler with the broken bowl, the horse dealer, and the coolie porter. They are all staring at us!"

"Countless pairs of eyes staring at us in all directions. That champion, I suddenly want to see him. In the eyes of my generation, such a lowly mortal is almost useless. But in his hands , but has become the brightest eyes, the old man admires it very much. After all, although the huge Zhenfa Shenwu Hall is an institution of the imperial court, it is more of a mortal who maintains its operation." The old man's words were quite profound.

The wheels passed slowly.

Along the way, when the old man closed his eyes, his primordial spirit could still feel the staring gaze.

"Master, we're here. This is the Tai'an Building."

Hearing this, the old man got out of the car lightly, held Panlong's crutches, and said indifferently: "You guys, just wait outside the building."

"But."

The old man lightly raised his hand, and said with a light smile, "Champion Hou is a smart man, he won't do anything. Besides, don't forget, this old man was once a master of the Xiaoyaotian Realm."

He went straight into the building.

It was extremely quiet at the moment, only a tall figure gently looked at the letter in his hand.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing the young man's words, the old man smiled lightly: "The old man is the marquis of the imperial court anyway, so he must have some power of his own? Moreover, the marquis doesn't seem to deliberately hide his whereabouts."

His eyes fell on the letter papers that were full of seats, and he frowned slightly: "Master Hou, what is this?"

Chen Xiu raised his hand lightly, with a few pages of letter paper floating.

A few letters fluttered in the eyes of the old man, and they were put together into one sentence: "Son of Ning Haibo, he robs the women of the people by force, and kills for money."

"Master Hou, Ning Haibo's son is as good as Long Yang. Your information seems to be wrong." The old man said slowly.

Chen Xiu sneered, with a deep smile: "This is just fabricated by Xio. But whether it is true or not, as long as I spread it, he will be true!"

"After all, who do you think the people will trust? Will they trust you high-ranking dukes, or will they trust me, the court official who will give them money, stand up for them, and give them hope?"

(End of this chapter)