Cai Fu.

"Cai Gong, that thief has left Beijing today, should we ......" said the man and made a gesture to wipe his throat.

"Dad, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if this matter is solved for the official family, it will definitely be able to be reused by the official family again."

Cai Jing, who was once in power, began to be unpopular with the emperor three years ago, and has been idle at home for more than two years, and Cai's mansion is not back to its former glory, as Cai Jing's son, Cai You has always wanted to restore his former glory and regain the emperor's favor.

Huang Chong's identity is not a big secret in Kaifeng, Huang Chong's departure from the capital is regarded by Cai You as an attitude of the emperor, if he can help the emperor get rid of this "disaster", then it can be expected to restore the glory of the past.

"This matter should not be taken lightly." Cai Jing, who had white hair and beard, shook his head and said, although he was called a "traitorous minister", Cai Jing had experienced three ups and downs in officialdom, and his political intuition was far beyond human comparison.

"Dad, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Cai You hurriedly persuaded.

"Of course we can't miss it, but this time we're going to give it a try." Cai Jing said that for him, who has experienced the pinnacle of power, his desire for power is far greater than that of his son.

"How do you try?"

"There are not two guards next to him this time, don't move Huang Chong, kill one, and try the official's reaction."

"This is a wonderful plan, the child will arrange it."

"Remember, only one can be killed, and his safety needs to be protected."

"Don't worry, Dad, the child will get things done."

……

Yellow River.

"On the night of the bright moon and the Yellow River, the cold sand is like a battlefield. The rushing stream sounded, and the plains were desolate. Standing on the bow of the boat, looking at the surging Yellow River, Huang Chong couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a 'rushing stream, the plains are desolate', this son is young, he can have such a deep understanding, and he admires it." When Huang Chong heard this, he turned his head, but saw a man in a soapy white brocade robe standing behind him, this person's temples were slightly white, and he should have been in his old age.

"The gentleman is serious, and the student is ashamed." This poem was written by a poet of the Ming Dynasty, but Huang Chong could not explain the origin.

"Son, why be modest, under Zhao Mingcheng." The man said.

"Oh, it turned out to be Defu Gong, the junior Huang Chong, and the word Gongheng."

Maybe Zhao Mingcheng's reputation is not big, but his wife can be said to be known to everyone in later generations, and everyone knows - the great poet Li Qingzhao, in this era, Zhao Mingcheng and his wife are also very famous in the literati group, and Huang Chong knows his expression.

"I don't know where Gongheng wants to go?"

"The younger generation wants to go to the land of Qilu, one is to pay homage to the ancestor Confucius, and the other is to see my Great Song River and Mountain." Huang Chong said half-truthfully.

"Oh, that's a coincidence, I'm about to take up a post in Laizhou, why don't Gongheng go with a certain company, and communicate along the way." Although Huang Chong is not very old, the poem just now is enough to prove his talent, and Zhao Mingcheng looks at Huang Chong quite pleasing to the eye and wants to promote it.

Zhao Mingcheng offended Cai Jing in his early years and had to go back to his hometown in Qingzhou with his wife Li Qingzhao to live in seclusion.

"Defu Gong's kind invitation should not have been refused, but Gongheng had made an appointment with the elders in the family before, and he had to go to Nanyang first."

"That's a shame."

After that, the two chatted again, from history to literature, chatting freely, Huang Chong's body had learned a lot of knowledge in the past ten years, and in the detective plane, Huang Chong could also be regarded as half a talent, and it was very easy to deal with Zhao Mingcheng.

……

"It's a pity."

"Big brother, what are you talking about?"

"I didn't expect Childe to be so knowledgeable, but it's a pity that his life experience is so extensive."

"Big brother, you said that he didn't study well in the capital, and he had nothing to study, so you and my brothers had to follow him around, really, hey......"

"This can't be said anymore, no matter what, he is a son after all."

"Oh."

These two people are Huang Chong's servants and bodyguards, the older one is named Wang Hu, the tiger has a bear waist, a typical Shandong man, he was a head catcher in Jeju in his early years, and his knife skills are quite exquisite, but because he offended someone who should not be offended, he was framed and exiled to the border, after the end of the sentence, he was homeless, and he could only go to Bianjing to ask for a living, and was later accepted as a guard by Qunfang Pavilion, Master Li arranged for him to protect Huang Chong's safety, and he was the cleanest person around Huang Chong.

The young one's name is Wang Bao, who is clever and has a good secret weapon, which is actually the eyes and ears arranged by Gao Yu beside Huang Chong, he thinks that he has a "great future", but because of Huang Chong, he wasted the opportunity, so he complained about Huang Chong.

……

"Why didn't Childe follow Lord Zhao to Laizhou?" Walking on the official road, Wang Hu asked.

"Ship dizziness."

"Uh......" Wang Hu touched his nose, he didn't know how to answer, couldn't he see if he was dizzy or not?

"If you have nothing to do, you two might as well tell me about the things in the rivers and lakes."

"What does Childe want to know?"

"Tell me who is the strongest in the martial arts now."

"Speaking of masters, I have to mention the three major masters recognized by the Great Song Wulin, namely Yi Yun, the old owner of the Famous Sword Villa, the Shaolin Holy Monk and the Shaanxi hero Zhou Tong." Wang Bao took over the conversation and said excitedly.

"Oh, what about the entire Northern and Western Regions martial arts?"

"This ......," Wang Bao couldn't remember how to answer for a while.

Wang Hu said: "There was once a master in the Western Regions, it is said that the king of a small country in the Western Regions, called himself 'King Xiaoyao', seven years ago, entered the Central Plains martial arts, indiscriminately killed innocents, no one was invincible, and finally Yi Yun and the holy monk fought with him respectively, which defeated the King of Xiaoyao." ”

"However, after the First World War, Yi Yun's feet were crippled, and the Shaolin holy monk was nowhere to be found, and few people in the martial arts saw his traces, and I don't know if he was alive, if the King of Freedom did not die and entered the Central Plains again, then the Central Plains Martial Arts did not know who could match him." Wang Bao continued, and it was difficult to hide a trace of worry in his words, which made Huang Chong a little surprised, it seems that the national education in this era is in place.

"I think I am a great Song person, and there are many talents, if King Xiaoyao dares to come again, there will be masters who can defeat him."

"Well, that's good." Wang Bao nodded.

"As for the Liao State in the north, my subordinates don't know much, but I know that there is a person in the royal family of the Liao State named Yelu Dao, who is very powerful in martial arts, and he has fought with Zhou Daxia for three days and three nights and it is difficult to tell the winner."

"The rivers and lakes are really exciting."

"yes, but, yes!" Wang Hu, who wanted to say something, suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand to stop Huang Chong and Wang Bao, and held the other hand on the hilt of the knife.

Da-da-da-da.

With the sound of heavy footsteps, four masked men with knives walked out from different directions, just surrounding Huang Chong and the others......

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