This year's Oiran Conference in Jinling City can be described as ups and downs, first of all, there was a stunning Oiran Liu, which fascinated the people present; Then, the prince of Wei invested 50,000 taels of silver and bought the Oiran Liu, creating the highest price record for the previous Oiran in Jinling City; In the end, countless brocade guards rushed into the venue and tied up the literati, nobles and rich people in Jiangnan like local chickens and dogs, and almost everyone present did not escape the doom of becoming zongzi.

Why almost all of them? Because in addition to Zhu Cijiong's table, there is also a table of people on the second floor who have not been tied up for the time being, not because their background is terrifying, but because there is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young master at this table, and dozens of brocade guards who went up were all overturned by him!

Zhu Cijiong was choked by Zheng Sen's words and was embarrassed, and suddenly there was a sound of fighting in the innermost part of the second floor, and everyone looked over there. I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man tossing and turning among dozens of brocade guards, his movements seemed to be light and fell on people, but he was as powerful as a thousand pounds, and from time to time a brocade guard was beaten by him and flew out.

Everyone was so drunk that they forgot about Xu Wenjue on the side, and Zheng Sen applauded from time to time, making Luo Yang's face flushed.

Zhu Cijiong couldn't help but exclaim: "What kind of person is this, martial arts are so strong!" ”

Cao Huachun, who was next to him, said with a solemn face: "It's a master of the Wudang faction, it seems that he should have the true inheritance of Sanfeng Zhenren." ”

Qin Mingyue was eager to try: "It's Wudang Inner Family Boxing, it should be the descendant of Zhang Songxi, a disciple of Sanfeng Zhenren, who will it be?" Ye Jimei and Shan Sinan, these famous masters of Wudang, are not so young, are they their disciples? ”

Zhu Cijiong habitually looked at Luo Yangxing, wanting to get an answer from him, Luo Yangxing's face blushed even more, he didn't know who this person was. But since the emperor inquired, he couldn't pretend that he didn't see it, so he had to reply stubbornly: "I don't know who this person is Weichen for the time being, but I know the people behind him, they are Zhang Pu, Zhang Cai, Huang Zongxi and others from the Restoration Society." ”

Restoration? Why does it sound a little familiar, Zhu Cijiong asked curiously: "What is the Restoration Society for?" ”

This Luo Yangxing knew, he replied: "The Fushe is the so-called literary society organized by the literati in Jiangnan, which was founded in Wujiang last year, claiming to be the successor of Donglin, and likes to acupuncture the disadvantages of the times, and now it has grown to more than 2,000 people. ”

Originally, they were a group of friends organized by literati, but now they are still relatively weak, and when they develop, they will become a group of political interest groups that only care about fighting for power and profit. Zhu Cijiong hated these friends deeply, and naturally could not let them develop into a second Donglin party, so he immediately issued an order: "Report the list of the main cadres of the Restoration Society, send them to the Beijing Division together with the approved recitals, and let the officials arrange all of them to Shaanxi and Shanxi to become magistrates." ”

Empty talk can only mislead the country, only hard work can prosper the country, let them go to the disaster area to experience life, they will know the difficulties of the imperial court. To deal with these people, they can only play yin with them, and reasoning with them is purely to find abuse, let them go to the disaster area to give full play to their 'ingenuity', save them from pretentious and high-minded all day long, accuse this, criticize that, and spend all their efforts on lip service.

As soon as Zhu Cijiong thought of his mouth, Xu Wenjue on the other side began to play tricks again, he saw that a bunch of Jinyiwei couldn't even be cleaned up by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and he couldn't help but mock loudly: "Luo Yangxing, you Jinyiwei can also bully us who are Swenwen's readers, and you can't help it if you know a little bit of effort." ”

Luo Yangxing can be said to be red half of the sky at this time, uh, he is blushing, he looked at the Jinyi Wei and Dongchang masters around Zhu Cijiong, contradictory, these people go together to clean up the young man, but as soon as these people are up, what should the emperor's safety do?

Zhu Cijiong naturally knew what he was embarrassed about, such a chaotic scene would not work without the human wall composed of these masters, he asked Cao Huachun beside him: "Gonggong Cao, who is stronger and weaker than that young man?" ”

Cao Huachun replied confidently: "Although this young man is nimble, his experience is not sophisticated, if Weichen goes up, he can defeat him within twenty moves, but if I go away, what will happen to your safety, Your Majesty?" If you don't let Luo Yangxing send some more people up, no matter how powerful he is, he will be tired, I estimate that he will have to lie down tired in half an hour at most, and then he will be able to easily take it down. ”

When Zhu Cijiong heard this, he felt that this method was not bad, and was about to nod his head in agreement, but Qin Mingyue on the side interjected: "Don't be so troublesome, Gonggong Cao, you are here to protect the emperor and the little squirrel, and I will go up to meet that Wudang master." ”

After that, without waiting for Zhu Cijiong to answer, he directly put Zheng Sen on the chair, and rushed up with a "whoosh".

At this time, the young man had already laid down all the brocade guards around him, he played the bullet suit and was about to go back to his seat to rest, but he saw a stunning girl rushing up, without saying a word, he drew his sword and stabbed, "brush brush" The sword light stabbed like lightning, and the startled young man even stood up with cold hair.

Precisely:

The body is like a spirit shuttle through the cloud sleeves,

The sword is as cold as the stars, and the stone is transparent.

Walking like a dragon walking in all directions,

A sword cold light shrouds all around.

Zhu Cijiong's eyes were straight, he knew that Qin Mingyue knew martial arts, but he didn't expect her kung fu to be so high, Dongfang Undefeated was afraid that she was not her opponent!

Zheng Sen's eyes were bigger than a cow, and his mouth was in a circle, he seriously suspected that this Sister Mingyue was really a fairy!

The young man was able to resist a few tricks before he showed his defeat, he found an opportunity to step back, bowed and said, "The girl is good at kung fu, admit defeat in the next one." ”

Qin Mingyue saw that everyone had admitted defeat, so she had to put her sword back into the sheath, and bowed her hand back: "Don't dare to be, I'm just relying on the advantage of the sword, to compare my fists and feet, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent, I don't know the name of this brother Tai, and which master of Wudang is Lingshi?" ”

The young man replied: "In Xia Wang Zhengnan, the family teacher is Shan Sinan, a disciple of Wudang Songxi Zhenren, dare to ask the girl?" ”

Qin Mingyue replied: "In the lower Qin Mingyue, the family teacher Emei Huijue is too much." ”

When the young man heard this, he said reverently: "It turned out to be a high-ranking disciple of Emei Zhangjiao, disrespectful, disrespectful." ”

Qin Mingyue didn't bother to be polite to him, and asked directly, "Why did Brother Wang obstruct Jinyiwei's case?" ”

Wang Zhengnan said angrily when he heard this: "These brocade guards are too disagreeable, indiscriminate, and they will arrest people when they see them, why should the girl help them abuse?" ”

Qin Mingyue said inexplicably: "Aiding the abuse? No, I was afraid that Brother Wang would disturb the emperor before I made a move, and it has nothing to do with Jinyiwei. ”

Wang Zhengnan was shocked when he heard this: "Emperor, emperor, emperor, you mean that the holy driver is here?" ”

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves outside, where did Qin Mingyue still have time to talk to him, the emperor's safety was the most important thing, she directly turned around and swept back to Zhu Cijiong's side, and together with Cao Huachun and them, Zhu Cijiong and Zheng Sen were firmly protected in the middle.