Detective Di Renjie's legend of Wu Dynasty

120 Three Years
Time flies, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, in the city of Luoyang, a purple shadow moved so fast on the martial arts training field of a certain private house that it was hard to see clearly.

Suddenly, Ziying let out a long howl and stopped. Only then did she see clearly what was going on in the arena. Ziying was Wang Mang who had practiced martial arts for three years.

He was dressed in purple, with his hair tied back casually, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Although his face looked a little immature, his eyes were shining with a maturity that did not belong to him.

He held a sword in his hand, and the blade exuded a slight chill.

Not far from the training ground, two ordinary-looking girls looked at the boy without blinking, their eyes were watery and full of affection.

Seeing Wang Mang stop, the two girls looked at each other, and stood beside the young man after a few ups and downs.

"Brother Mang, your martial arts have improved again!"

The two girls spoke as if they were spoken by the same person, which was very strange.

With a sound of "cang clang", Wang Mang returned the sword into its sheath.

He smiled: "Now my seven meridians and eight meridians have been opened up, and I am only one step away from the first-class state. Xiaomei Xiaofeng, you all have to work hard!"

Xiaomei Xiaofeng raised her small fist and said with a smile: "We are about to break through to the second rate soon, and we can catch up with you soon, but Brother Mang, you have to be careful that we catch up with you!"

Wang Mang laughed: "The day you catch up with me, I will definitely compete with you."

Xiaomei and Xiaofeng snorted softly: "If it weren't for our transformation of shape-shifting, you still wouldn't be our opponent!"

"Okay, then let's compete again after you have mastered the transformation!"

Wang Mang smiled.

"Master, the master told you to go to the study!"

At this time, a servant came over and said to Wang Mang.

Wang Mang nodded: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Seeing this, Xiaomei and Xiaofeng stopped talking to Wang Mang, and said in unison: "Brother Mang, hurry up!"

Wang Mang said with a smile: "You guys practice martial arts well, I will come back as soon as I go."

Xiaomei Xiaofeng nodded.

Wang Mang walked on the way to Yuan Tiangang's study, and couldn't help recalling what happened in the past three years.

Three years ago, when he heard that Emperor Wu Zetian was going to move the capital, he just remembered that Wu Zetian seemed to have moved the capital in history.

Later, I heard that the reason why Wu Zetian moved the capital was because the gossip stele appeared in Luoshui.

However, one reason that most people agree with is that Wu Zetian wanted to consolidate the throne. Although Wu Zetian is the emperor, after all, in Chang'an City, there are many princes and ministers who support Li Tang. In order to reduce the influence of these people, it would be a good idea to move the capital. There is a way.

Naturally, Wang Mang followed Yuan Tiangang to Luoyang.

And Yuan Tiangang often didn't see anyone for ten days and a half months, and he didn't know what he was doing.

in the study.

Yuan Tiangang sat behind the table, quietly looking at a letter in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Yuan Tiangang looked up, and Wang Mang walked in slowly.

"Teacher! You called me?"

Wang Mang bowed and said.

Yuan Tiangang nodded: "Mang'er, look at this."

Wang Mang took it with both hands and looked at it slowly.

Suddenly, Wang Mang took a deep breath and his face changed drastically: "Teacher, this, is this true?"

Yuan Tiangang nodded: "It's the news from Liangzhou Baolingtang, it should be true!"

Wang Mang murmured, "No wonder I haven't received a letter from my adoptive father this month!"

Suddenly, Wang Mang raised his head: "Teacher, I want to go back to Liangzhou!"

Yuan Tiangang nodded: "I was going to let you go to Liangzhou, but I didn't expect the other party to move so fast!"

"other side?"

Wang Mang said in surprise.

Yuan Tiangang nodded: "I'm afraid you don't know yet, your adoptive father is not an ordinary person!"

Wang Mang immediately recalled his childhood, and asked anxiously, "What happened to him?"

Yuan Tiangang said: "Do you still remember the Jianghu forces that my teacher told you about?"

Wang Mang nodded: "Of course I remember! Could it be..."

"That's right, your adoptive father is an executive of the Liangzhou Black Clothes Club!"

Yuan Tiangang said.

Although Wang Mang had heard the conversation between Wang San and others and the Heavenly King when he was a baby, he still asked in surprise, "Is this true?"

Yuan Tiangang nodded: "Yes, this civil strife in the Black Clothes Club, I didn't expect it to come so soon!"

Wang Mang asked suspiciously, "Civil strife?"

Yuan Tiangang nodded: "Just after the king of the Black Clothes Club passed away, your adoptive father and mother were killed. Although there is no evidence, I think this should be caused by the internal turmoil in the Black Clothes Club."

Wang Mang frowned: "You mean my adoptive father was killed by the rest of the Black Clothes Club?"

"Yeah, I thought about it for a while, and asked you to contact your adoptive father, help him ascend to the throne of Heavenly King, and then help us deal with Wu Zetian, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen..."

Yuan Tiangang sighed.

Wang Mang asked, "What about Xiao Tao, Wei Er and Uncle Li?"

Yuan Tiangang said: "When our people arrived, Xiaotao, Wei'er and your Uncle Li had already disappeared."

"Gone?"

Wang Mang frowned.

Yuan Tiangang nodded: "Yes, I believe you have read it, it is indeed so!"

Wang Mang pondered for a while, then raised his head: "Teacher, no matter what, I have to go and see."

Yuan Tiangang sighed: "This is what it should be, you can set off early tomorrow morning!"

Wang Mang nodded heavily.

After Wang Mang returned to the room, he carefully recalled everything he heard in that underground secret room when he was a child.

Such a picture flashed in his mind.

In the underground chamber.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and a man in black clothes, black trousers, a white cloak, and a black mask walked in, and he sat on the only chair in the secret room.

After the person sat down, Wang San and other eight people who came in before shouted in unison: "Heavenly King!"

The Heavenly King said to the crowd: "It has been more than ten years since I became the Heavenly King, and none of our Black Clothes Club can break through to the first-class level. What a bunch of waste!"

The other eight people bowed their heads in shame.

Tianwang continued: "This child is the hope of our Black Clothes Club, otherwise our Black Clothes Club won't even have a first-rate warrior after I die, then we will immediately become a second-rate power. Wang San, you must treat this child with respect." Take more care!"

……

Thinking of this, Wang Mang roughly estimated the strength of the Black Clothes Club.

It is very possible that after the death of the king of heaven, there will be no top-notch experts in the Black Clothes Club, but it is not completely certain. To be on the safe side, Wang Mang brought some shadowless needles on his body.

Finally, Wang Mang looked at a few small porcelain bottles on the table, which were the Mishen Pills he got from the treasure of the King of Yue. After thinking about it, he took those pills with him.

Early the next morning, Wang Mang rushed to Liangzhou after bidding farewell to Yuan Tiangang and Xiaomei Xiaofeng.

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