The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 268: Two Dragons Enter the Song Family, Dongming Island
The first time he saw Fu Jun'er, Song Shidao fell in love with her and had never forgotten her. Now when he saw Shuanglong again, he was extremely excited and couldn't wait to see her.

After the words fell, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling showed grief on their faces, and their emotions became low. Their voices choked with sobs, "Mother, mother was beaten severely by the old thief Yuwen to protect us, and she died."

Song Shidao's eyes widened, his elegant face almost twisted, he stepped forward and grabbed Kou Zhong's arm, his eyes were red with anger, "Are you telling the truth? Is Miss Fu really no longer alive?"

When Kou Zhong first met Song Shidao, he was a little jealous of him. Now seeing how devoted he was to his mother, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. "Mr. Song, I'm sorry for your loss."

The voice and smile of the beauty of the past were still ringing in his ears. Song Shidao was stunned and his face was full of grief. This secret love hidden in his heart ended in vain, and he couldn't even see the beauty again.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room gradually became quiet.

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge her."

Hearing this, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that Song Shidao, whom they had only met a few times, could do this for their mother. Suddenly, Kou Zhong felt guilty and shook his head at him, "Song Gongzi, it's not necessary. Yu Wengu is a great master and he will avenge us. Although we can't beat him, we have found someone to help us get revenge."

"It won't be long before I can hold his head in my own hands to offer sacrifice to my mother's spirit in heaven."

Song Shidao was surprised. These two hooligans had been on the run, but they could still find helpers? Then he thought, it was not surprising that they had the secret of immortality in their hands.

Su Ming, who had been silent in the room, watched Song Shidao's actions and shook his head secretly. If it were someone else acting on emotion, it would be nothing, but Song Shidao was the current young master of the Song family. He should at least think twice before making a decision. Acting on emotion and acting on impulse is a taboo for those in power.

Su Ming coughed lightly, "Kou Zhong, the Yuwen clan is very powerful in the north, and they have offered a huge reward for you. Do you have any plans for the future?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Kou Zhong, who was thinking about revenge just now, suddenly wilted. Even Xu Ziling looked bewildered. Now they have not met Yun Yuzhen, the leader of the Jukun Gang, nor have they had time to participate in the open and secret struggles among the four major clans, nor have they experienced the subsequent series of events. Their minds have not transformed and they still have the mentality of gangsters.

When it comes to the future, they are completely in the dark and confused. In the past, the belief in revenge supported them, but now that revenge has come to fruition, they feel empty in their hearts, like a ship sailing on the sea that has lost its direction.

Seeing that they were silent, Song Shidao stepped forward eagerly and said, "Since you two little brothers have nowhere to go, why don't you come to my Song clan as guests? Although the Yuwen clan is powerful, they can't control my Song clan. Let's settle down first. What do you think?"

Song clan?

In the past, Kou Zhong and his men might have had no idea about the Song clan, but once Yu Wenzhi's wanted order came out, it seemed that there was no place for them in the martial arts world. As long as they were recognized, they would be hunted down. In this sense, the Song clan was a good place to go for the time being.

The two men walked aside to discuss it and decided to agree. Kou Zhong pretended to be generous and said, "Since Master Song sincerely invites us, we will go to the Song Clan to have a seat. Ziling, what do you think?"

Xu Ziling knew what his brother was thinking, so he could only cooperate and said, "Okay, let's go take a look."

Song Shidao saw the two of them in a trance, as if they had met for the first time in a similar scene, but the beauty was no longer there. He felt depressed and did not even notice the slip of the tongue in Kou Zhong's words. "Okay, two brothers, come with us."

After he finished speaking, he came back to his senses and hurriedly apologized to Su Ming, "Military Advisor, these two are old acquaintances of mine. I want to take them with me."

Su Ming didn't take it to heart and smiled slightly, "Young master, please do as you please. No need to ask me." Even if he didn't ask, he would still take them with him. Even though he looked down on Kou Zhong's half-hearted approach, the talents of these two people were real, not to mention that they were the protagonists. He couldn't let those nuns fool him away.

Thus, the two of them suddenly became the honored guests of the young master of the Song family. Shan Meixian quickly sent people to arrange accommodation for them and helped them bathe and change clothes. This opened the eyes of the two men. The exotic charm of the women from the Dongming Sect really excited the two newbies.

……

The fleet drifted on the sea for several days and docked at the Ryukyu Islands, where the Dongming garrison was stationed.

The sea is as calm as a mirror, with a deep blue sky against it. Far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the island is dotted with villages shaded by lush trees, and curling smoke rises gently, blending into the distant mountains.

Life on the island is simple and peaceful. Residents work from sunrise to sunset, and fishing boats sway quietly in the harbor, as if telling of a day's work and harvest. Children chase and play on the beach, their laughter is crisp and melodious, interweaving with the cries of seagulls into a natural sound.

As the sun sets, the sunset glows like blood, dyeing the sea surface golden red.

Even Song Shidao couldn't help but be fascinated by such scenery. He thought how wonderful it would be if he could live in seclusion here with Fu Jun'er. Thinking of this, his heart ached.

Shuanglong's eyes lit up even more. They had wandered from the north to the south and had experienced complicated things. Seeing such a pure land made them forget their troubles and feel the long-lost peace and tranquility, as if they had returned to the days when they were gangsters in Yangzhou City.

However, ever since they obtained the secret of immortality, such days have become increasingly distant from them.

……

As soon as we landed on the island, we came towards a group of people. The leader was a young man in white clothes. He had a handsome face, fair skin, slightly small eyes, and looked a little feminine. He had a polite attitude. This person was Shang Ming, the young master of the Shang family within the Dongming Sect, and also the fiancé of Shan Meixian's daughter Shan Wanjing.

The group came to Shan Meixian and said, "Meet the Madam."

Shan Meixian's dignified face flashed with an unnatural look. She pointed at Su Ming and the others and said, "Take them all away. Oh, these are my distinguished guests. Treat them well and don't neglect them."

Shang Ming was originally holding his head high, but when he saw Su Ming and his group, a hostility suddenly appeared in his eyes. This hostility was directed at Su Ming. It was because, as the next head of the Shang family, he was the focus of attention on the island and he also considered himself to be handsome, but he felt a strong threat from Su Ming.

He walked forward, the coldness in his eyes faded, he smiled heartily, clasped his hands together and said, "Shang Ming from the Dongming Sect greets you all, please follow me."

Su Ming and his companions also returned the greeting. Song Shidao had always been a person who was in charge of external affairs and had his own way of dealing with people. "Mr. Shang, you are too polite. Please come in."

Along the way, Shang Ming introduced the scenery of the island to them and at the same time inquired about their backgrounds, "I don't know your names yet."

Several people reported their names. When he heard that Master Song's surname was Song, he calmed down a lot. To be a distinguished guest of the head of Dongming Sect and to have the surname Song, his identity was obvious.

The buildings on the island are arranged in an orderly manner, with trees planted everywhere, surrounded by greenery and beautiful scenery.

Shang Ming took them to a three-story house and arranged for them to stay there. He also arranged for maids to serve them.

……

In the center of the island, in Madam Dongming's boudoir, a beautiful girl hugged Shan Meixian's arm and asked, "Mother, who are they? Are they worthy of your attention?"

Shan Meixian looked at her beautiful daughter with loving eyes, "Wanjing, didn't you always dislike this marriage?" When the marriage was mentioned, Shan Wanjing fell silent, no longer as lively as before, and then she raised her head, "Mother, do you want to break off the engagement and marry me to someone else?"

Shan Meixian touched her head and said, "No, they are foreign aid invited by mother. In recent years, the Shang family has been ready to make a move and covet the position of the head. In recent years, the world has been in chaos and our Dongming Sect has also been affected. It is difficult for mother to suppress them."

"If they are allowed to take the position of the head, our lives as mother and I will be difficult in the future. From now on, there will no longer be any lineage of the Shang family on this island!" The gentle voice contained a cold aura that stunned Shan Wanjing for a moment.

"Mom, are you telling the truth?"

Shan Meixian did not explain, but just reached out and stroked her daughter's pretty face, with a gentle smile that concealed a coldness, "Just watch."

……

Over the next few days, Shang Ming took them on a tour around the island, and after thoroughly confirming their identities, he gradually let down his guard, but his hostility towards Su Ming had never dissipated.

There was a splash of waves on the sea, and a figure emerged from the water. "What a joy! It's so joyful. Ziling, let's find an island like this to live in seclusion in the future. Life here is so free and easy."

Xu Ziling was sitting cross-legged on the shore, practicing the Changsheng Jue Heart Method. He opened his eyes when he heard the words, and his handsome face showed a calmness that was inconsistent with his age. "Mr. Zhong, don't you feel that something is wrong on the island?"

Kou Zhong emerged from the water and shook his head, "What's wrong?"

Xu Ziling hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "I can't really explain it. I just feel it's weird."

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At the same time, in the Dongming Sect’s meeting hall.

Shan Meixian was wearing a white dress and a veil on her face, revealing only a pair of majestic eyes, which were slightly upturned, dignified and serious. In the hall, on the left was a woman in a white dress, and on the right was a group of men in white clothes. As guests, Song Shidao and Su Ming were also seated.

Seeing everyone present, Shan Meixian's clear voice rang out, "Today I have called you all together for a big event, and I would like to ask for your opinions." She paused and glanced at everyone, "I would like to increase the Song family's share of weapons, what do you think?"

The female lineage remained silent, but the elder from the Shang family spoke up, "I wonder how much share the headmaster wants to give them?"

Under the veil, the corners of her bright red lips slightly raised, "Three times the original share!"

As soon as the words fell, the hall exploded, "Three times, this is impossible!" The old man objected on the spot, and the others also whispered and discussed it. Even many women expressed their opposition.

"Please think twice, Master. The weapons that our Dongming Sect produces each year are limited. If we give too many weapons to the Song Clan, it will squeeze out the shares of the other clans. If it brings disaster, it will not be worth the loss."

"Yes, the weapons business is no different from other businesses. We still have to be cautious!"

Opposing voices came one after another, but the smile in Shan Meixian's eyes became more and more intense, "So, everyone is unwilling."

After these words were spoken, the hall fell silent. "It's not that we don't want to, but that we can't!" said the old man who had just spoken.

What was actually said was true, the arms business needed the support of a big force, but the Dongming sect itself was not strong, and had always been isolated overseas, and in addition, it had to balance the four major clans, so it had not been swallowed up. If it were in the Central Plains, no one would let such a weapons production site be controlled by others.

Su Ming sat aside with a calm expression. When his eyes swept over the female lineage of the Dongming Sect, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that she was worthy of being the previous saint of the Yinkui Sect. The idea of ​​a woman ruling the world was truly engraved in her bones.

In any dynasty, this idea would be quite explosive. Before Wu Zetian came into being, people had never thought that a woman could become an emperor, but Wu Zetian did it, which is unique in history.

As Wanwan's apprentice, Wu Zhao was better than her teacher. Not only did she become an empress, she also broke through the void and ascended to heaven in broad daylight. This is extremely rare, but the historical trend is such that there can only be one Wu Zetian.

After Wu Zetian, successive dynasties kept an increasingly close eye on the harem, fearing that the old incident of a hen crowing at dawn would happen again.

Shan Meixian walked down from her chair and bowed solemnly to Su Ming. "Mr. Su, I have done my best."

"Just wait aside." Su Ming said, and walked to the headmaster's chair. "Everyone, money is not a problem. As long as you can provide enough weapons, the price can be negotiated!"

Shang Ming had been hostile to Su Ming for a long time, so he jumped out and said, "We have given you all the weapons, so how can we explain this to the other families? Your Song family is strong, but this is the Dongming Sect, and you can't have the final say."

These sharp words showed no mercy to the Song family at all. Even the gentle and elegant Song Shidao couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

The elders of the Shang family frowned slightly when they heard this, but they didn't say anything. Although the words were rough, the truth was there. At most, they could apologize to them later.

The elder of the Shang family looked at Su Ming and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Su, this is really difficult to do."

Su Ming's eyes swept across those people's faces, "Really?"

"cannot!"

"No way!"

Su Ming nodded and pointed his sword finger.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound of swords rang out in the hall. Everyone didn't understand what was going on, but they were horrified to find that the swords in their hands seemed to have their own consciousness and wanted to fly out of the scabbards.

"Buzz!"

The sharp sword energy rose from the ground and broke through the dome, like a latent dragon ascending to the sky, silent and yet powerful. The figure in white was stained with blood red, and the solemn hall had become a slaughterhouse, with corpses everywhere.

Suddenly, blood covered the entire hall.

The old man of the Shang family was terrified. The aura of death was closer than ever before. They held the scabbards of their swords and protected Shang Ming. "Ming'er, run away!"

(End of this chapter)