In the first year of Yongle, on August 12, the city of Nanjing, heavy rain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, it was just after the afternoon.

But what was supposed to be a sunny moment was blocked by the continuous dark clouds and the rolling thunder.

If there is one word to describe the city of Nanjing at this time, it can only be black.

The black mood in the air renders the black tiles on the buildings on both sides of the countless streets in the city, making people's hearts full of a sense of depression.

This rain should be regarded as a shower.

If you come quickly, you should go quickly.

And because of this shower, the people who had already gone out all pulled up their trouser legs, lowered their heads, and trotted towards their own homes in the distance.

Because, if it's late, then your own clothes that are drying will have to be washed again.

So, at this time, on a street called Shuangjing Street, the crowd was surging.

However, compared with the crowd of people who were walking in a hurry and in a hurry, there was a person who was walking slowly and slowly towards the front without hurrying.

This man was short and thin. He stepped on a pair of black boots and wore a black brocade robe, and on top of his clothes, there was a flying fish embroidered that was about to jump over the dragon gate. And this is the flying fish suit that can only be worn by people who hold important positions in the brocade guard.

He held an extremely large black umbrella in his hand. This umbrella doesn't look like it's in line with his figure. Because he was already thin, and this wide umbrella magnified the defects of his figure by a few points.

This big umbrella not only shielded him from the pouring rain, but also from his face, revealing only his stubble and very sharp chin.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a shower. It was only a few moments before the rain lightened. And the man in the black flying fish suit came to a black roof.

He put away the umbrella and moved cleanly.

He showed his slender face.

The man's sharp-beaked monkey cheeks and his face were full of potholes, like the mud that had been eroded by the torrential rain.

And when he took the umbrella, he saw a person in front of him who nodded and bowed, and was slightly nuonuo.

"Liu... Lord Liu, you're back. Lord Zhou is waiting inside."

"Lead the way". His voice was a little hoarse.

Not because of his throat illness in recent days, but because of his hoarse voice, which he has had since he was a child.

His name is Liu Jin, and he is the pacification envoy of Jinyiwei, which is the same rank as Huangquan's official rank.

"Hey, hey, hey... Lord Liu....This trip to Jiangnan has not put Lord Huang down." I saw that the man who nodded his head from before was preaching while leading the way for this Lord Liu.

"That's nature, that little boy from Huangquan, how can he be my opponent with Lord Zhou." The hoarse voice sounded again.

And in his words, there is even more pride and disdain.

The two of them just had a sentence and chatted without a word. Until they turned a corner and came to a door.

"Lord Liu, Lord Zhou is inside, and the subordinates will retire first."

"Well, there you go." Liu Jin waved his hand, motioned for the man to step back, straightened his clothes, and then pushed open the door in front of him.

There was a creak, and the door was open.

I saw that in the room at this time, there was a person sitting, a middle-aged man in cyan civilian clothes.

He was hunched over the wooden desk, checking the news from Jiangnan.

When he heard the door open, he raised his head and looked at the comer.

Seeing this, Liu Jin hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down, and reported.

"Lord Zhou, my subordinates have found out the situation of the sects in Jiangnan. I found that the big and small sects over there were indeed chaotic. Many martial arts people have left the East China Sea."

And the person Liu Jin reported was the same commander of Jinyiwei who was accused by Qin Weiming, the commander of Jinyiwei, a few days ago, Zhou Boyong, who was also the initiator of the Jiangnan sect chaos.

According to Qin Weiming's words, he Zhou Boyong harmed the rivers and lakes, causing chaos in the rivers and lakes. And this will affect the emperor's deployment of the rivers and lakes.

However, at this moment, Zhou Boyong, after receiving the report from his subordinates, raised the corners of his mouth, seemed to be in a good mood, and did not worry at all because he messed up the emperor's major affairs.

I saw him put down the case file in his hand, his eyes shot to the sky outside the room, and said confidently.

"Humph! Qin Weiming's self-righteous guy. He also thought that he had calmed down the northern sect for the sake of the saints. But as everyone knows, today's saints just want to have a big mess in this river and lake."

His words were not said when Qin Weiming accused him.

Because he wanted to show Qin Weiming, he wanted the other party to know who was right, who was the one who really understood the saint, and who was worthy of being the commander of the Jinyi Guard.

Liu Jin had already heard the meaning of the other party's words, so he said. "Lord Zhou's vision is naturally not comparable to ordinary people."

"Liu Jin". Zhou Boyong commanded.

"What do you command?"

"You don't need to worry about Jiangnan's affairs. I heard that the martial arts people have gone south and are ready to go to sea, so you should go with them." Zhou Boyong was tapping the desk with his extremely long right index finger and said meaningfully.

"My lord wants his subordinates to go to sea, why do you want to?" Liu Jin was puzzled, so he lowered his head and asked.

"I heard that Lu Yunxian's apprentice will also go." Zhou Boyong's eyes had narrowed into a line, but his words only ended here.

Because, he knew that he didn't need to say what he was going to say, and Liu Jin would be able to know.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Liu Jin raised his head and cautiously glanced at the man sitting on the desk.

"Yes, subordinates understand".

In recent months, he has often heard people talk about the name of this Lu Yunxian.

Therefore, he naturally knew the meaning of Zhou Boyong's words.

On the other hand, Zhou Boyong at this time, his eyes were a little hollow, or vague.

He seemed to be immersed in his own fantasies, and he seemed to be thinking about the moment when he had practiced the Vertical and Horizontal Technique.

I have to say that human nature is indeed greedy.

He had completely forgotten what Master Yao had said to him.

On that day, in the Lingxiao Hall of the Twin Towers Temple in the south of the city, Lord Yao had reminded him not to have any thoughts about Lu Yunxian's apprentice.

But the greed of human nature, as well as the desire for fame and power, have long eroded his heart, making him forget the other party's reminder a long time ago.

Therefore, he wants to get the vertical and horizontal skills, and he wants to practice the best martial arts in the world...