Chapter Twenty-Three: The Changshan Sword Sect

Grand Elder Zao Wou-Ki has no desire to control power, and he is not good at managing the operation of the family.

If it weren't for the safety of the entire Zhao Jiazhuang, he would choose to let the head of the family, Zhao Feng, or let the housekeeper Qian Fu deal with it by himself, and would not intervene and intervene too much.

In the absence of the head of the family, Zhao Feng, this problem will eventually be lost to Qian Fu, all of which is expected by Zhao Yun. In other words, as long as Qian Fu is persuaded next, the overall situation has been decided, and as for Xiahou Lie, who has the strongest opposition, Zhao Yun has never paid attention to him from beginning to end.

Qian Fu regarded Zhao Yun as a nephew, and if he made other requests, he would agree. However, the appointment of personnel arrangements involves the rise and fall of a big family, and in his position, he must not be ambiguous.

Qian Fu was embarrassed: "The second son said that Mr. Cheng is a great talent, and my Qian Fu is naturally trustworthy." But the state has its own laws, and the family has its own rules. The second young master rashly proposed to let Mr. Cheng be the deputy butler, but it was unreasonable. ”

"Don't talk about anything else, just talk about the people in the village, and there will inevitably be many dissatisfied." Qian Fu didn't want Zhao Yun to be ugly, so he thought of a compromise and said, "Why don't you think so?" First ask Mr. Cheng to familiarize myself with the affairs of the village, and after the owner of the village returns, it is not too late to make a decision. ”

Zhao Yun understood that under normal circumstances, Qian Fu's proposal was the most suitable. It's a pity that time is running out, and he can't wait so long. Not to mention the two-month appointment between him and Cheng Yu, it is impossible just to wait until Zhao Feng returns.

He remembered that in the previous life, before Zhao Feng returned, Zhaojiazhuang had already fallen. When Zhao Feng wanted to set off and return, he learned the bad news, and vomited a mouthful of blood in his heart, and since then he has been seriously ill and collapsed.

Zhao Yun definitely didn't want the situation to develop in this direction further, so he threw out the killer feature of the negotiation and the final bottom line, and said: "Uncle Qian, I have grown up, and my eldest brother also intends to cultivate me, and I also want to share my worries for Zhaojiazhuang." Do I have to deny even my first heartfelt request now? Aren't you afraid to discourage me? ”

"Two months! How about we limit it to two months? Zhao Yun saw that Qian Fu frowned and wanted to speak, so he hurriedly added, "Two months later, if it really doesn't work, then make another arrangement for Mr. Zhongde." But if Mr. Zhongde has exerted his talent in this short period of time, it will prove my vision, and I Zhaojiazhuang can get a great talent, why not? ”

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he glanced at Cheng Yu, but happened to see Cheng Yu also looking at him meaningfully. The two of them understood each other, and everything was in plain sight.

Qian Fu looked at Zhao Yun's hopeful eyes, and it was really no longer easy to refuse, so he turned his gaze to Zao Wou-ki. Zao Wou-Ki saw Qian Fu looking at him and knew that he wanted him to make a choice. So he nodded at first, but then shook his head. It means that you know better than me in this area, you just make a decision, don't ask me, I can't give any advice.

Qian Fu asked Zao Wou-Ki for help to no avail, so he had to say: "Okay! Then we'll limit it to two months. In two months, no matter what, there was no way to go back. This sentence basically concludes the conclusion of this negotiation, and it can be said that everyone is happy.

Xia Houlie, who was still waiting to have a seizure on the side, was stopped by a look from Zhao Wouji before he could speak. I saw that he flicked his sleeves angrily, glared at Cheng Yu, who was there with the old god, and left the hall indignantly.

After a little leaning, the rest of the people lost the mind to continue eating, and they all dispersed.

Cheng Yu's matter was successfully resolved, and Zhao Yun was reassured. However, he still had one thing to do in his heart, and after explaining some things to Cheng Yu, Liu Yin, Zhao Ling'er, Liu Wen and others, he left Zhuangzi alone.

As for where he was going, he did not mention it to anyone.

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Changshan is Hengshan.

The main vein is located in the south of the Sanggan River, between the upper valley of the Hutuo River and the Lingqiu Basin, extending eastward into Hebei in a north-east trend, which is the boundary between the Datong Basin and the Xinding Basin.

The southwest is connected with the Yunzhong Mountain of the Luliang Mountains, and the west is separated by the Hui River and the Guanshui Mountain, which belongs to the territory of Sili and stretches for hundreds of kilometers.

Located in the middle of the Changshan Mountains, the main peak of more than 2,000 meters above sea level 'Tianfeng Ridge' stands majestically in the south of Hunyuan County ten kilometers in the territory of Sili.

At this time, there is a figure quickly interspersed in the mountains and mountains to climb upward.

After Zhao Yun left Zhaojiazhuang, he hurried for a day's journey non-stop. It wasn't until the steep place where the horse couldn't travel that he put on a crossbow arrow and walked lightly into the mountains and forests alone.

Since successfully learning the first layer of "Martial God Body", Zhao Yun found that in addition to being as light as a swallow, his physical fitness was also much stronger. A few dodges were there, on top of another raised boulder a few feet away.

He stopped and looked up at the sky, where the moon was already high in the sky. I thought in my heart that the time was not early, and it seemed that I had to step up my pace.

Thinking of this, he moved, only to see that his body was climbing upwards faster than he had just been.

On the 'Tianfeng Ridge', the air is thin, and there is a piece of tiled buildings concentrated in the flattest place. This is not the temple of the 'Beiyue Emperor', but the sect that is not very famous in the rivers and lakes, the 'Changshan Sword School'.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are sects.

The history of the 'Changshan Sword School' is not long, only a hundred years, and there is no great heritage. And in the near future, this place will become the stronghold of Pei Yuanshao and other bandits before attacking Zhaojiazhuang at night.

At this time, Zhao Yun was buried in a big tree not far from the tiled house. Looking at the bright lights in front of him, Zhao Yun took off the bow and crossbow he was carrying behind him.

Shout~!!

Having installed an arrow tied to the letter, he shot it without hesitation. The arrow dodged the disciples of the night watch, and plunged into the wooden door beside him.

"Who'!?"

"Enemy Attack !!"

Looking at the crowd that gradually increased and began to harass. Zhao Yun quickly dodged a few times, and then left the hiding place, the purpose has been achieved, as for whether it will have an effect, then it can only be left to fate.

"What's the situation?" A middle-aged man with a fairy wind and bones arrived at this time and asked out loud.

The disciple didn't dare to slack off, and respectfully replied: "Back to Uncle Wang, someone just released a cold arrow to the disciple, but there was no movement after that. The disciple was still in a state of panic, and he still hadn't figured out what the situation was.

Uncle Wang noticed the strangeness of this matter and realized that the 'cold arrow' should have another article, so he asked, "That arrow?" ”

The disciple was stunned for a moment, unable to answer.

At this time, another disciple respectfully handed the arrow tied with a cloth letter to Uncle Wang, and said, "Back to Uncle Wang, the arrow is here, and there is a roll of cloth tied to it. ”

Uncle Wang ignored the stunned disciple and said to the clever disciple, "Bring it to me!" So saying, he stretched out his hand and brought the arrow to him, and untied the cloth.

Well!!!

After reading the content on the cloth, Uncle Wang's face changed greatly, and it was uncertain. But then he ordered: "Go and search a few disciples to see if there is anyone else." For the rest, send me additional men to make good patrols, and if there is any disturbance, they will immediately inform me. ”

"Yes! Disciples and others receive orders! Seeing the seriousness of what Uncle Wang said, the disciples hurriedly respectfully accepted the order and said yes.

After Uncle Wang finished speaking, he didn't care about anything else, took three steps and made two steps, and hurriedly went to the residence of the head of the 'Changshan Sword Sect'.

The head of the 'Changshan Sword Sect' is an old Taoist priest with a white beard, known as the 'Tianfeng Daoist'. At this time, he changed his usual kindness, and was frowning and contemplating, judging the authenticity of the content of the cloth in his hand.

I saw that there was only one sentence written on the cloth: There will be a group of bandits attacking the 'Changshan Sword Sect' in the near future, and I hope to be vigilant. There is a name written on the checkout that has never been heard of, Zhao Yun.

"Senior brother in charge, do you see what is said above is true or false?" Uncle Wang saw that the Tianfeng Daoist had been silent, so he asked in a deep voice.

Tianfeng Daoist came back to his senses, and asked without answering: "Senior brother, who is this Zhao Yun, do you know him?" In fact, his meaning is easy to understand, and the authenticity of the content may start from the person who sent the message.

"Senior brother in charge, I don't know who this Zhao Yun is," Senior Uncle Wang thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, I'll go find other senior brothers to come over and ask, how about it?" ”

"Wait!" Tianfeng Daoist stopped Uncle Wang, who was about to take a step, and said, "Whether this matter is true or not, it should not be publicized first, so as not to panic the disciples." ”

"In this way, you will go and call the third and fifth junior brothers in a while. Consult with them before making a decision. ”

"Yes! Senior brother, I'll go now. ”

Uncle Wang understood what the senior brother in charge meant, and hurriedly went out again.

Early the next morning.

The 'Changshan Sword Sect', which has always allowed only five disciples to go down the mountain to experience training every year, has sent the most optimistic elite disciples of the sect to the bottom of the mountain for training at the same time. He also ordered that he must be allowed to return to the mountain gate after half a year.

Zhao Yun didn't know that all this was as he planned, and it had entered the trajectory he hoped for. He told the people of the 'Changshan Sword Sect' what was going to happen, but the decision was in their own hands.

In line with the principle of preferring to believe that there is something rather than not believing, the 'Changshan Sword Sect' will inevitably protect the elite disciples. However, due to the fact that the location of the sect is the root, the person in power will definitely lead the remaining disciples to defend it to the death.

The 'Changshan Sword Sect', which was already prepared, would definitely be dealt a huge blow by the mountain bandits led by Pei Yuanshao, which could somewhat consume part of their strength. And what happened in the letter really happened, and the remnants of the 'Changshan Sword Sect' would also thank the person named Zhao Yun who sent the letter.

It's a recipe for killing multiple birds with one stone. For Zhao Yun, being able to stumble on his opponent is only good and not harmful.

At this time, Zhao Yun had already returned to Zhaojiazhuang overnight.

However, he was not in the village at this time, but in a cave three miles away from Zhaojiazhuang, with a good environment, soaking in a medicinal bath.

He didn't have the luxury of continuing to sprint to the second layer of "Martial God Body", he just wanted to consolidate and enhance his physical body.

In this way, Zhao Yun soaked in the medicinal bath for ten days in a row. During this period, except for asking the two little girls to prepare food and change of clothes, he never left the cave.

He wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible, before ensuring that his physical body could withstand the powerful power brought about by cultivating the Xuantian Imperial Dragon Technique. He wanted to try his best to strengthen his physical body by cultivating the "Martial God Body".