The rampant comprehensive martial arts starts from Jinyiwei Qianhu

Chapter 168 167. Who threw the firecracker?
Guo Bujing first talked about the things that need to be paid attention to in the imperial city, in order to prevent these Jianghu people from accidentally committing taboos and causing bloodshed.

He talked a lot in eloquence, which made a group of free-spirited Jianghu people feel drowsy. After finally waiting for him to finish speaking, everyone thought it was about to end.

"Ahem, that's all the precautions. I'll say a few more things next."

Guo Juxia obviously didn't know how much he was hated for what he did.

But he had a great time.

This is what it feels like to command heroes, right?No wonder so many people have gone to great lengths for the power.

He took the cheat sheet from Lu Xiaofeng's hand, and began to recite it emotionally.

"Heroes, the Holy Majesty held this Mid-Autumn Festival to strengthen the communication between the Jianghu and the imperial court. Through the contest between the two swordsmen, the Jianghu and the imperial court will be closely integrated, so that we can shine brightly for a better tomorrow of Ming Dynasty. , Create a grand event together!"

"it is good!"

"Glow and heat! Glow and heat!"

"Create a grand event together! Create a grand event together!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!"

The Jin Yiwei who had previously been dressed as martial artists heard the key words, and immediately took the lead in shouting in the crowd.

Most of the heroes in District C are ordinary gangsters, who have never seen such a big scene, they were immediately driven by the atmosphere, and they started shouting together. The major masters in the area looked at each other, and had no choice but to let go of their arrogance.

Everyone else yelled, but if you don’t, if the emperor finds out and trips up his sect at that time, wouldn’t it be a loss to grandma’s family.

Zhengde, who was wearing plain clothes, heard these shouts from the gate tower, and he couldn't close his mouth in laughter.

"Li Aiqing, Qinglong Aiqing, these Jiang Hu people don't seem to be difficult to discipline."

Li Xunhuan was stuck in place like a piece of wood, and didn't react when he heard Zhengde's words, but Qinglong was quite clever.

It's not clever either. Chen Jiu had confronted him with the template before, and he just had to speak according to the template.

"The aspirations of the people of the Holy One and the direction of victory, these Jianghu people naturally can clearly distinguish."

"Oh? Hahahaha, hurry up and let those two swordsmen compete, and I just happened to take a look at the charm of this great master of swordsmanship."

When Zhengde heard this, he suddenly felt dark.

What a popular opinion, even Wu Fu, who has always been difficult to discipline, loves him so much.

Oh, my good uncle, what are you fighting with me?

Qinglong received the instruction, and immediately shot a cold smoke into the sky. Ximen Chuuxue, who had been waiting for a long time, looked up at the fireworks and knew that it was time for him to go to the appointment.

A figure quietly appeared, dressed in white clothes better than snow, walked through the air, and landed lightly on the edge of the city wall.

The people watching the battle below looked up and found that they couldn't see the opponent's face clearly.

This guy wears a hat.

"Hiss, black scabbard sword, this must be Ximen Chuuxue!"

Someone at the bottom of the city wall recognized Ximen Chuuxue's saber, and shouted immediately.

The leading actor is here, where is Ye Gucheng?
While everyone was waiting, another shadow appeared in the dark night.

I saw a figure as graceful as a frightened bird, graceful as a wandering dragon, and almost instantly appeared opposite Ximen Chuuxue, standing far away from him.

"You came."

Ximen Chuuxue met his eyes behind the bamboo hat.

Ye Gucheng tapped his forehead lightly.

"I am coming."

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head.

"You shouldn't have come."

Qianqing Palace.

Suzaku and He Ying are standing guard.

"Brother, you go in and have a seat first."

Suzaku looked at the man in Qinglong's clothes, and shouted "big brother" quite reluctantly.

He Ying chuckled, and then quickly changed his expression.

Oops, almost exposed.

He nodded, deliberately lowering his voice.

"Well, huh? Your Majesty?"

He Ying saw Zhengde leading a few people coming from the corner, and immediately bowed to say hello.

"It turned out to be Qinglong, come in with me and have a chat."

Zhengde pushed open the door with a smile and extended an invitation to He Ying.

No, he is not Zhengde!

He Ying's heart tightened, and she immediately gestured behind her back, hoping that Suzaku could see it.

This little trick was discovered.

Zhengde's smile disappeared bit by bit.

"That's right, quite smart, but unfortunately he's still not smart enough to keep alive, and we can have fun later."

Two figures rushed out from behind Zhengde, one jumped at He Ying, and the other at Suzaku.

The cold smoke had already been released from Suzaku's hand, but before it exploded in the air, it was killed by the figure with a sword swing.

"come in."

A voice came from the Qianqing Palace.

Zhengde was taken aback for a moment, then a strange smile appeared on his face, and he gestured casually, and several figures behind him flashed into the Qianqing Palace.

"Chen Qianhu, long time no see. Oh, you are now the governor. Congratulations on your promotion."

"Happy together."

Sitting in the hall, Chen Jiu saw Zhengde coming in, and then asked him with doubts.

"You can obviously disguise yourself as a saint, why do you have to be cold-blooded?"

"Did you see it? Tell me, how did you see it?"

Zhengde walked in front of him slowly, opened the stool and sat down.

"That's boring for you. I asked the question first, so you should answer it first."

Chen Jiu curled his lips, and glanced at the group of people surrounding him.

Chicken tile dog.

Ok?The green tea sister is not here, and it's a pity that there is no chance to destroy flowers.

"Hahahahaha, that's what you said."

Zhengde smiled lightly.

"I want Zhu Lingqi to replace Zhengde. It seems that you have seen through it. After answering, it's your turn."

Seeing him so calm, Chen Jiu was also very curious.

"You know that the Holy Majesty is no longer here, so you don't panic? An Shigeng, you didn't have this level before."

The person pretending to be righteous is An Shigeng.

This is why Chen Jiu finds it funny when he sees Leng Xue at the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner.

An Shigeng pretends to be cold-blooded, but wants cold-blooded to replace Zhengde, what kind of game is this?
If he wanted to be the emperor, why didn't he do it himself, why did he still have to fight?
Don't you think it's troublesome to go around?
"Master Chen, you are also very boring, but who makes me feel good."

An Shigeng shook his head, obviously, his cervical spine recovered very well.

"I want to be cold-blooded and righteous, but what I want is not living righteousness, do you understand?"

Chen Jiu probably understood, but not completely.

He wanted to take Zhengde away and use his cold blood as a substitute to leave Daming with a dead Zhengde.

Li Gui pretending to be Li Gui pretending to be Li Kui?
What picture?

The two just stared blankly for a while, and finally An Shigeng waved his hand boredly.

"I'm not going to play anymore, it's boring, someone will send Mr. Chen on his way."

A woman wearing a bamboo hat took a light step forward.

"Why don't you let me come."

Chen Jiu also felt bored.

He patted his dust-free hands and stood up slowly.

A humble voice came in from outside the gate of Qianqing Palace.

"Who threw the firecracker? Who threw the firecracker!"

(End of this chapter)