Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

If we have the support of a mighty army that shakes the world, we can achieve great success.

It might be possible for Zhao Shirong to follow the example of the former Taizu Zhao Kuangyin and wear the yellow robe within the Zhao Song Dynasty.

For a moment, Zhao Shirong's heart started beating wildly.

Yang Zhao suddenly smiled and said, "Sister, you are not taking this seriously, are you?"

Zhao Shirong looked at Yang Zhao's handsome face so close to her and her pretty face turned red at first.

Afterwards, Zhao Shirong realized that he had been tricked and said angrily: "Yang Zhao, you are a bastard, I will kill you!"

Soon, Master Zhao shouted, raised the sword in her hand, and slashed at Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao laughed and joked with him.

Suddenly, the relationship between the two improved and became much closer.

Chapter 40 Zhao Shirong's Strategy

Zhao Shirong was born in a royal family and was actually a very elegant woman.

When Zhao Shirong was a child, although his father attended a night banquet, he gained enlightenment just by watching the singing girl dancing, and gained a sense of energy, and was regarded as a pearl by his family.

By the time she reached the age of 15, Zhao Shirong had already acquired innate skills and had learned a set of body movements and martial arts from dancing.

From then on, Zhao Shirong entered the eyes of his grandfather who had been in seclusion for many years.

At the age of eighteen, Zhao Shirong entered the realm of Grandmaster.

Perhaps it is the progress and understanding in martial arts, or perhaps it is the loneliness and solitude of living in a house for a long time.

That summer, Zhao Shirong suddenly had a strange idea. She felt that she should stay at home, tuning music, singing and dancing, or doing needlework, and when she was old enough, she would marry the prime minister's son.

Such a short life would be too boring.

So Zhao Shirong found his grandfather, canceled his engagement, and came to the world of martial arts.

Just one year.

Zhao Shirong not only created a great reputation in the Song Dynasty martial arts world, but also made friends with many chivalrous men and righteous men.

Before he knew it, he had already reached the peak of Grandmaster level.

Until Zhao Shirong met Yang Zhao.

Late at night, in the ruins of Western Chu.

Liuyunshuiyue Pavilion.

Zhao Shirong was lying on the embroidery bed. Whenever she closed her eyes, Yang Zhao's figure would appear in her mind.

Thinking of his handsome face like an immortal.

I think of his extremely honest mouth.

I think of his honest and lofty ambition.

Thinking of his wild ideas.

For a time, Zhao Shirong was no longer as graceful and elegant as before, and occasionally, she would even have the slightest rebellious fantasy of sitting high in the court.

"I'm sick!"

Yang Zhao is probably the most annoying person I have ever met in my life.

At the same time, it is also the most interesting.

Zhao Shirong was thinking drowsily, and fell asleep without knowing when.

The next morning.

When Zhao Shirong woke up, he felt that he had slept very soundly.

With the help of her maids, Zhao Shirong took care of her makeup and actually felt that she looked radiant.

Is this what it means for women to dress up to please themselves?

Zhao Shirong suddenly had a strange idea, and then her pretty face turned red and she cursed in her heart.

After applying makeup.

Led by her maid, Zhao Shirong went to the dining hall to have dinner.

When passing by the back garden, I happened to see Yang Zhao, wearing a loose white Taoist robe, slowly practicing a set of guiding boxing techniques in the endless sea of ​​flowers under the light of morning light.

The morning light is bright and the glow is like silk.

Yang Zhao's figure, which looked like a banished immortal, was immediately imprinted in Zhao Shirong's mind.

At first, he was a little infatuated, and then Zhao Shirong was shocked.

Around Yang Zhao's figure, wisps of light flowed, shining like flowing clouds and ribbons, but they were completely condensed from the true energy of a martial arts grandmaster.

A 20-year-old martial arts grandmaster, and a grandmaster who has gone very far in the martial arts.

Compared with the other party's achievements, my pride as a grandmaster is totally insignificant.

Am I going to be suppressed by this bastard for the rest of my life?

For some reason, another thought came to Zhao Shirong's mind.

If I become the Empress of the Song Dynasty, even if the other party becomes a martial arts god or a martial arts saint, she will not be able to act arrogant in front of me.

After a mediocre breakfast.

Yang Zhao, who received the message from the maid, and Zhao Shirong met again in the hall and sat opposite each other.

"Good morning, sister. I was called here early this morning, but the servants at home are not hospitable enough?"

"Good morning, brother Shi..."

"Haha, is it true that there are servants in my house who are disrespectful?"

"Asshole, can't you be serious?"

"Haha, it's just a joke. Sister Shi, you can tell me what you have to say."

Three cups of tea.

Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong laughed and joked for a while, but soon stopped joking and became serious.

On the contrary, Zhao Shirong hesitated a little and said, "Brother Shi, do you still take what you said yesterday seriously?"

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did my sister say?"

Zhao Shirong and Yang Zhao's eyes met, and they felt that they had a kind of telepathic connection. They nodded slightly without saying anything.

Yang Zhao's expression darkened slightly, but he said nothing.

Zhao Shirong did not urge him, but said with emotion: "Brother, you are studying martial arts outside the temple, and you have great ambitions, but do you know how many hidden dangers there are in the territory of our Song Dynasty?"

"Just as my brother said, the court is full of incompetent officials, the six thieves are rampant, there are too many officials, too many soldiers, too much money, and the country is poor and weak."

"Around the border, Liao is like a wolf, Jin is like a tiger, Xixia is rampant, Beiliang is powerful, and there is also the threat of Beimang under the command of the Yuan Dynasty, which is just around the corner."

"In the martial arts world, the Mi Tian League and the Liufenbantang are at their peak, while the Quanli Gang and the Twelve Linked Docks are rampant."

"Brother Shi, do you know that there was news not long ago that a Wuji Immortal Pill was born in Jiangnan..."

The Song Dynasty is different from the other five dynasties.

Although the other five dynasties also had their own troubles, they were also full of distinct contradictions.

The situation in the Song Dynasty can be described in one word: chaos.

Eunuchs formed an alliance with officials, officials formed an alliance with bandits, and bandits formed an alliance with foreign enemies.

There were turmoil in the rivers and lakes, peasant uprisings, and foreign invasions.

The situation in the Song Dynasty is such that even if a Martial Saint came out of seclusion, he might not be able to easily figure out the situation.

Yang Zhao remained silent, but was quite happy in his heart.

Hooked.

My dear sister of the Zhao family, you can rest assured to usurp the throne. Brother Zhao will fully support you.

When my sister has cleaned up the Zhao family's territory, what's yours will be mine.

After thinking for a while, Yang Zhao said, "Sister Shi Rong, how do you think we should break the current situation?"

Zhao Shirong's eyes were bright and she said, "The chaos of the Song Dynasty was not caused by the rivers and lakes, nor by foreign enemies, but by the imperial court."

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "The tyrant emperor and the six thieves!"

"That's right!" Zhao Shirong looked at Yang Zhao with appreciation and continued, "It's the government's fault. You and I can't comment on it for now, and we can't do anything about it either."

"As for the six thieves in the court, perhaps we can divide them up and attack them, and disintegrate them."

"After the six bandits are defeated, you can do whatever you want, whether it's rectifying the government or sending troops to fight against the Hu..."

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "The outline is good, but how do we implement it?"

Zhao Shirong became more and more excited and said, "As for the six thieves in the court, my great ancestor has always paid attention to them. Among them, Cai Jing and Liang Shicheng are particularly powerful. There are grievances between the two sides, but also cooperation."

"Cai Jing has Liufenbantang, Ling Luoshi, Jiuyou Shenjun, the An family, the four great villains, etc."

"Liang Shicheng controls the Imperial City Division, and under him are extremely powerful forces such as the Bridge Group and the Mitian League."

"These two people are not suitable for the time being."

Yang Zhao opened his mouth and said, "So the first people we have to deal with are Tong Guan, Wang Fu, Zhu Zhen, and Li Yan?"

Zhao Shirong nodded and shook his head, saying, "Tong Guan is in charge of the army, and Li Yan has joined forces with Chen Zhibao of Western Shu. We should not act rashly for the time being. The ones we really need to deal with first are Zhu Zhen and Wang Fu."

"Zhu Jie attached himself to Cai Jing, and Wang Fu attached himself to Liang Shicheng."

"Although the two of them have some control over power, it is not strong, and they mostly cooperate with underworld forces..."

Chapter 41 Wang Fu, Beggars' Sect, Shaolin, Yan Longyuan

After meeting Yang Zhao, Zhao Shirong didn't know why, but he suddenly felt very motivated.

in the following days.

Yang Zhao wandered around Suzhou city every day, enjoying the singing and dancing of birds and the pleasures of life.

On the contrary, Zhao Shirong, with the help of his family's power and contacting many chivalrous men, was busy every day investigating the situation of Zhu Zhen and Wang Fu.

This situation lasted for half a month.

Suzhou City, Luk Foo Tea House.

Yang Zhao was listening with great interest to the old storyteller on the stage talking about interesting things in the martial arts world, but he saw Zhao Shirong rushing into the teahouse and sitting in front of Yang Zhao in a huff.

It doesn't matter whether the teacup has been used by Yang Zhao.

Zhao Shirong picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, and then said, "Brother Yang, you really have the leisure time!"

Yang Zhao chuckled and said soothingly, "Shi Rong also knows that I have been studying in the mountains for a long time. When I first came to Jiangnan, I wanted to help Shi Rong, but I couldn't do anything!"

"Humph!"

Zhao Shirong snorted angrily.

Even though he knew that this was just Yang Zhao's excuse for being lazy, he could never convince him.

I get angry, but I can't help it and always indulge the other person.

After Yang Zhaohao's gentle consolation, Zhao Shirong finally calmed down a little.

He glanced at Yang Zhao's handsome face.

Zhao Shirong secretly cursed himself for not living up to expectations, but on the surface he said, "Although Brother Yang is new to Jiangnan, he is also a descendant of the Tianbo Yang family. If his reputation spreads, he will naturally have connections."

"It just so happens that in a few days, it will be the day when Yan Nantian, the number one hero in Jiangnan, and Yulang Jiang Feng will become sworn brothers."

"When the time comes, Big Brother Yang will come with me to the Jiang Mansion to watch the ceremony. I will take this opportunity to introduce many heroes and knights in the south of the Yangtze River to Big Brother Yang..."

Yang Zhao looked embarrassed and said, "Is that so~"

Zhao Shirong was angry again and asked, "You don't want to?"

Yang Zhao smiled dotingly and said tenderly, "Since Sister Shi Rong is so kind, how can I not be willing?"