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Chapter 419: Emperor Song is Doomed to Die

"Qiao Feng."

In a courtyard by the water, Murong Fu looked at the portrait on the Eight Immortals Table with a solemn expression.

The room is decorated in an extremely luxurious manner.

But the mix is ​​very strange, and much of the decoration is just a pile of expensive materials that don't fit in with the surrounding layout.

Strange stones are paired with gold and silver, and a green glass bottle is wrapped in a tacky red scarf
It's not just the decor that's weird.

Murong Fu is dressed the same way now.

There was hardly any trace of Nan Murong's former demeanor in him; instead, he looked more like a local rich man.

But this is not surprising. After he had to evacuate from Yanziwu and almost wandered around, he began to pay great attention to pomp and decency.

He believed that as a descendant of Dayan, he could not be casual even about the courtyard where he settled.

His mother had taught him to learn martial arts since he was a child, and since he looked down on the Han people, he only learned some Chinese characters for the sake of martial arts and focused all his energy on martial arts.

Even though he was learning martial arts and could read, he would not look through martial arts manuals unless necessary, but instead asked his cousin to read them to him.

He clearly wanted to restore his country, but he was only willing to learn about the history of Yan State and was unwilling to read history books or military books.

Not to mention the layout of the courtyard and the dressing style, which he considered to be rubbish, even if he understood them he would find them disgusting.

So, after his mother died and A-Bi and A-Zhu, who were raised by his mother, left, he changed from the handsome and elegant Nan Murong to a local rich man.

Feng Bo'e and Bao Bu Tong mistakenly thought that the young master was pretending.

It can be said that with such a man like him, it would be difficult for him to even raise an army, let alone restore his country.

But he himself is very confident.

Consider the current Qiao Feng as your opponent.

"Master, can you let me take action first tomorrow?" Feng Bo'e couldn't help but speak out.

He always likes to pick fights with people, and the higher the opponent's martial arts skills, the better. Even if he loses, he will not be discouraged, but enjoy it even more.

But when facing people who don't know martial arts, he won't rely on force to bully them.

Generally speaking, he was a good man. Although he was a subordinate of the Xianbei people and wanted to rebel, he played more of a counter-effect under Murong Fu, causing Murong Fu to offend many people.

"No, no," Bao Bu Tong retorted habitually, "Tomorrow's assassination of the tyrant emperor cannot go wrong. Only the young master can stop Qiao Feng. Fourth brother, you should take a rest. There will be plenty of masters to vent your anger tomorrow."

With his big mouth, he would refute and argue with anyone who said anything, regardless of the occasion. He can be said to be a natural argumentative person.

He was also the one who held Murong Fu back in his rebellion, even more powerful than Feng Bo'e.

Even in the Tomb of King Yan, he once offended him because of his bad mouth and was almost killed.

Murong Fu was fortunate to have these two talented men as his subordinates, so it would be strange if he could succeed in his rebellion.

But in the past, there were reliable people like Gongye Qian and Deng Baichuan to restrain him.

And now, Murong Fu’s two most reliable subordinates had already been killed in the battle at Mantuo Villa.

The only two family generals left were Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e, who were good for nothing except their loyalty.

"Brother Bao San is right," Murong Fu straightened his back when he heard Bao Bu Tong say that only he could compete with Qiao Feng. "Qiao Feng only learned the Beggar Gang's Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms, the Dog Beating Stick Technique, and the Demon Subduing Palm, one of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Kung Fu Skills. His basic spell is still a flashy spell like the Guardian Spell."

"It is true that he cannot compare with me, who is proficient in hundreds of martial arts, the art of changing the stars, and whose fundamental spell is the Transfiguration Spell."

"He is only four years older than me, so he has more time to practice martial arts."

"And there are reliable teachers to guide us."

"Unlike me, I am almost self-taught."

The further he spoke, the brighter the light in Murong Fu's black and white eyes became, and the confidence in his words gradually increased.

"Qiao Feng is now in a high position, manipulating political power all day long. He is nothing like me who is devoted to martial arts and focused on it."

"I'm definitely better than him!"

"Not at all..." Bao Bu Tong almost said it out loud. Looking at the young master with anger in his eyes, he quickly changed the subject and said, "I mean, young master, you are extraordinary. How can the pampered Qiao Feng compare to you?"

Under the scorching sun, in the golden wheat fields.

Qiao Feng, the most powerful man in the martial arts world who is believed to be living a life of luxury, is working there.

There seemed to be a dragon's roar in the palm wind, and the golden wheat waves were rolled up and fell into the sacks beside the field.

The steps and breathing when walking towards the shed after work also contain the most profound secrets of martial arts.

Bai Shijing, who was waiting respectfully by the field, quickly handed over a handkerchief and said, "Boss, in this situation, you should not—"

Qiao Feng waved his hand and said, "Why not help the common people with their labor? It can also help you exercise and practice martial arts."

"Elder Bai, I am a farmer's son."

"Every day when I feel depressed, I feel much better when I come to the fields."

Even though he became the leader of the Qi Dynasty and even the Buddhist Kingdom considered joining him, and he was the most powerful person in the entire Song Dynasty, he still did not hesitate to talk about his origins.

“I used to like drinking to vent.”

“But when the Beggars’ Sect was called the Beggars’ Dynasty, and the matters I dealt with were no longer limited to the Jianghu, I realized that drinking was not the best choice.”

"It inspires my courage and makes me invincible in battle, but it also confuses my mind and makes my malice burst forth."

"Now, what I need most is to calm down. Only when I calm down can I reflect on myself and make decisions."

"The leader is wise." Bai Shi lowered his camera even lower.

He had a very good private relationship with Boss Qiao, but Boss Qiao had never said such intimate and heartfelt words to him, and he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

If you want to discuss gang affairs, why don't you meet other elders?

If it was a private matter, why would he call him Elder Bai so bluntly?

A trace of grief flashed in Qiao Feng's eyes, "Why did you attack Madam Ma, Captain Quan, and Elder Xu?"

"You——" Bai Shijing took a big step back in horror.

In his eyes, although Boss Qiao is both brave and resourceful, his bravery is greater than his resourcefulness.

And now, Boss Qiao was able to find out that he was the one who did it.

"it's me."

But he wasn't going to argue.

His only mistake was killing Ma Dayuan, but Boss Qiao didn't mention him.

"What's the reason?" Qiao Feng asked, "As the law enforcement elder of the Beggars' Sect, you have always been impartial and just. Why -"

"That whore deserves to die!" Bai Shijing said angrily.

Power is the best aphrodisiac.

Seeing that Qiao Feng was only one step away from that position, the people in the Beggars' Sect were united in the hope that Qiao Feng could obtain that position.

Bai Shijing is one of them, and he is also a die-hard supporter of Qiao Feng.

So, when faced with Kang Min's seduction, he refused.

Ma Dayuan was killed because Kang Min misled him and made him think that Ma Dayuan was going to reveal Qiao Feng's identity.

The reason he killed Quan Guanqing and Elder Xu was jealousy. Although he rejected Kang Min, also known as Madam Ma, he was indeed tempted.

He had originally planned to take things slow with Kang Min.

But then he discovered that Quan Guanqing and even Elder Xu, an old man in his eighties, had become Kang Min's lovers.

As a result, his hidden narcissism and pride turned into anger, and he killed several people in a rage.

"Whore?" A bad thought flashed through Qiao Feng's mind, "Could it be -"

"Yes, she betrayed Brother Ma." Bai Shijing nodded, "She also tried to use her body as a bargaining chip to bring you down."

"Pull me down?" After hearing this, Qiao Feng's first thought was that it was impossible.

After all, in this era, force is respected, and there is almost no other choice in the world for the position of the leader of the Beggars' Sect except him.

How could Kang Min, a woman, have the courage to do this?

How could Elder Xu and Quan Guanqing, who was famous for his wisdom, agree to this?

What he didn't know was that in this world, Elder Xu and Quan Guanqing were indeed not prepared to agree, even though they knew about Qiao Feng's life experience.

In the current situation, even if it is revealed that Qiao Feng is a Khitan, everyone from the current emperor to the ordinary people will only believe that he is a Han Chinese.

Only with Qiao Feng's Beggars' Sect can it be called the Beggars' Kingdom.

Only with Qiao Feng can the Emperor of Song be a powerful emperor.

Elder Xu and Quan Guanqing just had some dark thoughts and wanted to enjoy themselves without any rejection.

The two of them were both prepared to kill Kang Min when they got tired of waiting or when he wanted to cause trouble, thus destroying the evidence that Qiao Feng was a Khitan.

But they just happened to run into Bai Shijing who was burning with jealousy and broke down, and the two who were ready to be loyal subjects lost their lives.

"I didn't believe it at first." Bai Shijing sighed, "But I saw it with my own eyes. I have evidence."

"Although Master Quan was smart and didn't leave any substantial evidence, Elder Xu was not."

"Elder Xu regarded this as an honor and even left a letter of communication between the two. The wife of the deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect actually fell in love with an old man like him."

"Then I will not pursue this matter for now." Qiao Feng said, "Send someone to deliver the evidence later."

Based on his understanding of Bai Shijing, what Bai Shijing said was at least 80% true.

This makes sense in theory. For the sake of Brother Ma's reputation, Bai Shijing killed Mrs. Ma and the person who committed adultery with her. There is also a reasonable reason.

"Did you arrange that for Dahu?"

"Yes." Bai Shijing knelt down quickly, sweating profusely.

"How foolish." Qiao Feng said, "He is from the official family (the mainstream title for the emperor during the Song Dynasty)."

"You——" Bai Shijing noticed that Qiao Feng's tone was not right.

His next words confirmed his guess.

"As for Da Hu, I found an excuse to send him to guard the venue of the conference."

"You also want it..." Bai Shijing was ecstatic at first, then confused, "But why do you want to..."

The most unquestionable thing in the world is Qiao Feng's loyalty to Emperor Song.

Before Boss Qiao's martial arts reached its peak, he had saved Emperor Song from several fatal crises.

The most dangerous time was when Tang Mu cast the killing curse. His power that could finally break the spell that could allow Emperor Song to be reborn from the ashes was blocked by Boss Qiao.

This brought Boss Qiao to within a hair's breadth of death. If Boss Qiao had not completely comprehended the truth of the Patronus Spell during the vicissitudes of life and death, and had not become one with it, transformed into a dragon and resurrected, Boss Qiao would have died long ago.

He still has a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

"I just realized what I really want to protect." Qiao Feng said in a deep voice, "It's the common people of this land, not the so-called officials who want to sell them out."

"Betray?" Bai Shijing immediately thought of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun that he had just recovered. "What is this incompetent monarch planning to do?"

"Checks and balances." Even a man of steel like Qiao Feng couldn't hold back his tears. "The emperor trusts me, but he doesn't trust you or Shaolin. He plans to sell out the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun to gain the support of the Liao Kingdom, bring in external forces, remove my wings, and use me with more confidence."

"This tyrant!" Bai Shijing was furious, "Boss, can I kill him myself?"

If Bajir heard it, he would definitely understand Bai Shijing's current situation.

This is just like when the Guo army heard that in order to defeat their compatriots with different political views, they had to cede Yingzhou to Nihong and allow the Nihong people to carry out a massacre on the land of Yingzhou.

If you are a Han Chinese, you can't stand it.

"Shijing," Qiao Feng shook his head, "I didn't arrange for anyone to kill the king. I just let it go."

"That's it?" Bai Shijing couldn't help but question, "This beast is not worthy of being a king."

"Yes." Qiao Feng nodded, "He is not worthy of being a king. But we just need to let him go. According to my investigation, those who took action include not only the expected characters such as Nan Murong and Yan Jun Tang Mu, but also the forces of Liao."

"Retribution, it's really retribution!" Bai Shijing laughed, "You wanted to cooperate with them, but they wanted to take your life."

At the foot of Mount Shaoshi, in a bamboo house suspended in the air that moves automatically.

Just now Wuyazi brought back the news that some people wanted to murder the emperor at the conference.

As the daughter of the East Evil, Huang Rong asked such a question, "Brother Lin, do you think the old emperor will die? If he dies, it may be a good thing. I have long wanted to see an emperor born from an ordinary person."

She had no idea that there would be an emperor in the future who started out as a beggar, and she was looking forward to the emergence of the first emperor who grew up among the people and understood their sufferings.

"Yes." Li Lin said.

If the emperor didn't die, he was ready to take action.

Although the mountain is in a mess now, there is also a lot of mixed information.

After unraveling this information, the image of an emperor who only knows how to check and balance and does things recklessly emerges.

"Brother Li," Wang Yuyan, who had some political literacy because her cousin wanted to rebel, asked, "Why did those people want to kill the emperor? If so, who else can compete with Boss Qiao for that position?"

"They should protect the emperor, so that Boss Qiao will always be just the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

"Because the emperor himself doesn't care about being a good luck charm and not doing anything." Li Lin said, "But he can command the forces of Qiao Feng and the Beggars' Sect. If he didn't care, in the era of spells, the martial arts sects could be the lords and local emperors of their own places."

"People like your cousin can also find a remote area and live in peace as a king."

"After all, Qiao Feng also knows that things are different now than in the past. He can only maintain law and order and justice and delegate other powers."

"But the emperor was dissatisfied with this feudal system and wanted to re-centralize power."

"Under his coercion, the Beggars' Sect became the Beggars' Dynasty, and the Beggars' Sect's branch replaced the county government."

"He just deliberately set up the Buddhist Kingdom to compete with the Qi Dynasty."

"Those sects that have lost power will naturally be dissatisfied with the emperor and hope to return to the free era."

"What about Liao?" Wang Yuyan asked, "Why does Liao want it? Isn't it better for the emperor to be alive?"

"In this regard, it was the emperor who took the blame for the Beggars' Sect," Li Lin said. "The Liao Kingdom believed that this was the emperor's order."

"In short, if it weren't for Qiao Feng, this dog emperor would have died long ago."

"Then should I kill him?" asked Wuyazi, who turned back into a crow.

"If you want to do it, let me do it." Li Lin said, "I have never done anything like killing the emperor."

(End of this chapter)