Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

This is a letter from Song Xuan who is taking the initiative to surrender to him.

The content of the letter mainly tells about how several wealthy families in Yangzhou City gathered last night to discuss how to deal with him, Song Xuan.

The head of the Hu family, Hu Hai, was one of the members who attended the party last night.

The letter written by Hu Hai was a token of his allegiance to Song Xuan.

It is obvious that this time several major families joined forces to deal with Song Xuan. The Hu family had no objection on the surface, but secretly chose to stand on Song Xuan's side.

After folding the letter, Song Xuan asked, "What else did your master say?"

"My master said that he has no intention of becoming an enemy of the Xuanyi Guards and only wants to ensure the survival of the Hu family. I hope you can give me a clear reply after reading the letter."

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, stood up and walked to the desk, wrote a big "approximate" on a blank piece of paper, and then handed it to the other party.

"Go back and tell your master that since he has made his choice, he has no right to change it. People who are two-faced always die the most miserable death!"

"Yes, I will go back and report to the master right away!"

After putting away the paper Song Xuan handed him, the man lowered the hat on his head, and then, under the guidance of Song Qian, quickly left the place through the back door.

After this person left, Victoria Song returned and asked curiously, "Brother, did the Hu family choose to join you?"

"It looks like it, but it's still unclear whether it's true or not. We need to wait for further verification."

Song Xuan tapped his fingers lightly on the chair, then stood up and said, "Take Miss Huang out for a walk, the main task of finding the person is for you.

I'm going to the Lin Residence to discuss some things."

As he spoke, he strode out of the yamen, leaped up, and afterimages flashed in the air before disappearing from the sight of the two.

"Is your brother always so busy?"

Last night, she was grinding ink for Song Xuan and saw with her own eyes that he was busy writing down his recent work progress in the middle of the night, which seemed to be involved in a case of treason.

Early in the morning, before I even had a few sips of tea, I had to go out to discuss something with someone. People say that being an official is good, but why do I feel busier than ordinary people who are struggling to make a living?

"It's not like he's this busy every day. My brother used to slack off at work."

"Fishing?" Huang Rong was a little surprised. "There's a fish pond in the government office?"

Victoria Song laughed and said, "It means slacking off at work. Back in the imperial capital, my brother and I would always check in at the government office and then leave."

"Ah? Your superiors don't care?" Huang Rong looked curious. Actually, she was not interested in official affairs, but she was very interested in the affairs of these two siblings.

"It's okay, we have people up there!"

Song Qian walked to the table, drank up the Dahongpao that her brother had not finished, and then waved at Huang Rong while holding the long sword.

"Let's go. I'll take you to look for someone today."

Huang Rong hurriedly stood up and followed, but glanced at the teacup on the table with a strange look.

"Why, you also like to drink Dahongpao?"

Seeing her expression, Victoria Song said, "This thing is not cheap. It would be a shame to waste it."

"Oh..." Huang Rong nodded slightly and asked casually, "I haven't tried Dahongpao yet. What does it taste like?"

Victoria Song blinked and raised her head slightly, "Sweet!"

"Really? Then I'll buy a few packets to take back and try." Huang Rong said casually, "My father also likes drinking tea. I think he and your brother can get along well."

Song Qian didn't say anything. She paused slightly as she walked in front, and subconsciously tightened the fingers holding the sword.

What does this little girl surnamed Huang mean?

Chapter 101 Human nature can never stand the test!

When I arrived at the Lin Mansion, my little cousin Lin Daiyu was wearing a long emerald green gown and practicing boxing in the yard.

That’s right, the little cousin who used to look sickly can now punch with great vigor after practicing martial arts for many days.

Seeing Song Xuan coming, the little cousin blushed, put away her fists a little embarrassedly, put her hands on her waist and called him cousin in a playful voice.

Song Xuan nodded with a smile, "Martial arts training requires perseverance. I'm glad you're able to persist like this."

"Then cousin, what level of practice do I need to reach to be considered a master?"

"Master?"

Song Xuan didn't know what he was thinking about. He looked around the yard and finally pointed his eyes at a weeping willow in the corner.

The willow tree is at least several decades old. Its trunk is as thick as a person, and its emerald green leaves sway in the wind, looking full of vitality.

"See that willow tree?"

"Well, I see. Is there anything special about this willow tree?" Lin Daiyu asked curiously.

"Go, pull it out!"

"Ah?" Lin Daiyu exclaimed in surprise, looking at the willow tree in disbelief, then at her cousin. She always felt that there was a hint of mischief in her cousin's gentle smile.

"When you can uproot that weeping willow tree with just your bare hands, you'll be considered a master!"

"Barely, little master?"

Lin Daiyu muttered a few words in a daze, and then sighed dejectedly, "Then I'm still a long way from this goal."

"Don't worry, there's still plenty of time! By the way, is my cousin at the government office or is he at home?"

"Cousin, do you have something to ask my father?"

Song Xuan nodded.

"My father is in the study, cousin, you can go directly there. By the way, you came so early, you probably haven't eaten yet, I'll go to the kitchen and ask them to prepare some more breakfast."

"it is good!"

Song Xuan didn't hesitate, nodded, and walked towards Lin Ruhai's study.

He had been to this place several times and was very familiar with it. Passing through the corridor that was very characteristic of the Jiangnan water town, Song Xuan gently knocked on the door outside the study.

"Is Song Xuan here?"

"cousin"

Song Xuan pushed the door open and walked in. Looking at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him who looked much better, he asked in surprise, "Did my cousin know I was coming?"

Lin Ruhai put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "When I heard that you raided the Jiang family last night, I guessed you would come today. I didn't expect you to come so early. Did you not get much rest last night?"

Song Xuan waved his hand, "With my level of cultivation, it's no big deal if I don't rest for a few nights."

As he spoke, he pulled out the letter from the Hu family, saying, "Uncle, you know a lot of people. Please help me see if Hu Hai is truly committed to me or is he deliberately misleading me?"

Lin Ruhai read the letter from beginning to end and said, "The content of his letter is very detailed. If it is true, it is a complete statement of his position and it does not seem to be a fake.

For some things, when you can't tell the truth from the false and don't know how to tell whether others are sincere, then don't look at his character, but analyze it directly from the perspective of interests.

Among these major families, the Hu family is the weakest one. In the Jiangzhe area, the Hu family has no say in most of the businesses.

If the Hu family sided with the other families, they would not gain any benefits, but would instead run the risk of rebellion.

But it's different on your side. If the other families fall, the Hu family will become the most powerful family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The risk is small, and the benefits are great. If you were the head of the Hu family, what would you choose? "

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face. "Now that my cousin has said that, I feel more confident."

Lin Ruhai pointed at the letter and said, "If what Hu Hai said is true, then next, you will first have to face the innate killer from Qingyi Tower. Can you handle it?

If that doesn’t work, I still have someone available here, then…”

Before he could finish, Song Xuan shook his head and said, "Uncle, don't worry about this. Unless the Xiao family and others can invite a martial arts master, the other killers are nothing but chickens and pottery dogs in my eyes.

If they really have the ability to invite a martial arts master, then even if I fail this time, I will accept it."

Lin Ruhai laughed upon hearing this, "It's not that exaggerated. What kind of existence is a martial arts master? Even if I don't know much about the affairs of the martial arts world, I know that even the imperial court needs to be wary of them and even try to win them over.

In the entire Mingzhou, the only known martial arts master is the old immortal, Sanfeng Zhenren. If the eight major families in Yangzhou were truly capable of inviting this immortal, their sphere of influence would have long since expanded beyond the borders of Jiangsu and Zhejiang!"

Song Xuan also laughed, "To be honest, these big families are really decisive. As soon as I made a move, they started hiring assassins and even started planning mob riots.

To be able to occupy the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas for so many years, there must be something special about them.

To be honest, I never thought they would be so brazen! "

Lin Ruhai nodded, "The Great Zhou Dynasty has been established for three hundred years, relying solely on the Taizu's nearly invincible martial arts strength to maintain its power for so many years.

But this approach has both advantages and disadvantages.

When Taizu was around, all conspiracies and intrigues were a joke, but when Taizu was gone, all the contradictions that had been suppressed before would burst out.

Conflicts between the various social classes of scholars, farmers, merchants, and artisans; conflicts between the localities and the imperial court; conflicts between different races; conflicts between the imperial court and the martial arts world...

In fact, over the past three hundred years, these contradictions have reached an extremely serious level and have never been resolved. They have been suppressed entirely by the Xuanyi Guards and the army established by Taizu."

As he spoke, Lin Ruhai's expression grew serious, "Taizu hasn't made a public appearance in twenty years. For such a long time, people all over the Nine Provinces have been eager to make a move.

The situation in Mingzhou was actually better. Although collecting taxes was difficult, at least no one dared to openly rebel, and power was still in the hands of the court.

As for other states, such as Yuanzhou and Tangzhou, the situation is very complicated, and the court is almost losing control over them!"

"Is the situation so serious?" Song Xuan's expression turned serious.

Although he stayed in the imperial capital for many years, his position in the Xuanyi Guard was not high before, so he didn't know much about local information.

Lin Ruhai sighed, "These are difficult times. While the Great Zhou still maintains unity on the surface, it's essentially relying on the remaining power of the Grand Ancestor to intimidate the entire world."

If Taizu still does not show up, the situation will only become more serious.

If news of Taizu's death were to arrive one day, it would likely be the day the Great Zhou Dynasty would crumble."

Song Xuan frowned. "Isn't my cousin too pessimistic? Although the imperial court is very weak, it is still orthodox after all. Those armies composed of warriors and the masters of the Xuanyi Guards are not something that everyone can contend with!"

Lin Ruhai smiled meaningfully, "The rebellion outside is not to be feared. What we should be feared are the warrior army and the masters within the Xuanyi Guard that you mentioned.

Without the suppression of the Great Ancestor, human nature has never been able to withstand the test! "

Chapter 102: Don’t you think it’s too late to run now?

The Great Zhou Dynasty was different from any feudal dynasty in history that Song Xuan knew of.

Because in essence, the Great Zhou Dynasty was a martial arts dynasty.

This is a peculiar country where the absolute military strength of an individual is used to subjugate the entire world. Here, all interest groups and clan forces must bow down before the absolute strength of martial arts.

Therefore, Song Xuan's thinking has always been limited to this aspect. In his opinion, even if the imperial court is rotten to the core, as long as the strong men of the Xuanyi Guard are still there and there is no gap in the masters trained by the royal family, the world will not be in chaos.

But after Lin Ruhai's reminder, Song Xuan finally realized what he had overlooked.

That’s right, as Lin Ruhai said, he ignored human nature.

Human nature can never stand the test.

Since the Great Zhou Taizu is still alive, there is naturally no problem.

But what if he died?

Will those martial arts masters and even grand masters who have been suppressed by Taizu and dared not move still be loyal to the court?

After a long silence, Song Xuan took a deep breath and asked, "Cousin, do you mean that the world is going to be in chaos?"

"do not know!"

Lin Ruhai shook his head. "Whether there will be chaos and when it will happen depends on how long Taizu can live. As long as Taizu is alive, the court will still be the court, and the court's rules must be followed!

So, you don't have to feel anxious, just do what you need to do, and before you achieve great success in martial arts, just do your job as a Xuanyi Guard well."

"Understood!"

Song Xuan nodded and stopped worrying about these things. His current status in the Xuanyi Guard was not high enough, and the information he knew was insufficient. Instead of thinking about other things, it would be more useful to improve his cultivation honestly.

After chatting with Lin Ruhai for a while and having breakfast at Lin's house, Song Xuan got up and said goodbye.

......

In the next few days, Song Xuan handled official business at the Qianhusuo Yamen during the day and was busy practicing at night. His days passed at a leisurely pace.

On the contrary, several major families in Yangzhou City seemed unusually quiet and did not seem to be taking any action. After waiting for a few days, Song Xuan still did not see the killer.

The killer didn't come, so he chose to take the initiative.

This time, he did not bring anyone with him. He was wearing a black gown and holding an umbrella in one hand. He walked alone in the rain and finally came to an abandoned courtyard outside the city.

This is the address that Lu Xiaofeng found, and it is also the temporary residence of the Qingyi Building killer.