Stompe! Stompe!

A fast horse galloped on the official road to Yangzhou, and a few days later, caught up with the convoy of the Jin Dynasty's mansion.

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin stays, His Majesty has a will!"

In the distance, the armor soldier riding across the horse shouted loudly.

Wow!

The neighing of horses sounded, and the convoy came to an abrupt halt.

"His Royal Highness King Jin! His Royal Highness the King of Jin! ”

The armor roared and jumped down from his horse.

"Huh?"

Gu Shaosheng walked out of the carriage and saw the dusty armor soldier, and his heart was relieved.

"Your Majesty's command, order His Highness to return to Beijing immediately!"

Seeing Yang Guang, the armor man breathed a sigh of relief, shouted and fainted to the ground.

Gu Shaoxing waved his hand, and his own accompanying soldiers helped him into the carriage.

"This time, His Majesty urgently summoned His Royal Highness back to Beijing, but I don't know what the important thing is?"

Xiao Meiniang frowned slightly, lifted the front curtain of the carriage, and got out of the carriage supported by the maid.

"You'll find out when you go back!"

Gu Shaosheng replied lightly, waved his hand, and asked Yuwen Tuo on the side to go down and make arrangements.

After a while, the carriage turned and headed for Daxing.

.......

Yang Yong's death, there were many witnesses, Yang Jian learned that it was too late, and the news had already blasted out of the entire capital.

In the next few days, it spread all over the world, and the world shook!

Yang Yong, the crown prince of the Great Sui, was assassinated in the prince's mansion!

The Great Sui has not ruled the world for a long time, and the people's hearts have not yet been attached, and I don't know how many people secretly sneered for a while, and the undercurrent was turbulent for a while.

Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty was furious, spread the word to the world, arrested the assassins, and the Buddhist sect standing behind the Great Sui sent the four holy monks to Daxing to check.

Then he issued a holy decree, and quickly summoned Yang Guang, the king of Jin who went to Yangzhou, to return to Beijing, and on the other hand, Yang Su, the Taishi who went to Jiangnan to quell the turmoil, to return to Beijing.

.......

After Gu Shaoxing returned to Beijing, he was naturally called into the palace by Yang Jian, and after some conversation and inquiry, he learned that the convoy of the Jin Wangfu was also assassinated, and he heard the name of the Evil Extreme Sect, so he was extremely angry in his heart, and waved his hand to let Gu Shaoxing retreat.

"Evil Extreme Sect!"

Yang Jian sat on the throne, his face gloomy and uncertain.

As soon as the crown prince died, Yang Jian's first suspicion was King Jin, but after some conversation, Gu Shao's injury was not leaked at all, and he remembered.

The person who assassinated the prince was dressed in a black robe, fell from the sky, and with a wave of his hand, he beat the four first-class masters into mud, and then killed the prince, but he broke through the air in a few breaths.

Such strength, such arrogance!

"Xiang Yutian!"

A name suddenly appeared in Yang Jian's mind, his eyes flickered, and he patted the throne: "Come on, go and spread the four holy monks to come to see me!" ”

"Yes!"

The eunuch outside the door bowed down to receive the order and slowly retreated.

........

Stompe!

Gu Shaosheng walked out of the palace, looked back at the solemn imperial city, and smiled slightly, although Yang Jian can be regarded as a first-class master, but under the hint of Gu Shaosheng's Heavenly Jedi Soul Searcher, his thinking will be slightly adjusted.

"The Demon Gate and the Buddha Gate! Hehe, I hope you don't let me down! ”

Gu Shaoxuan smiled slightly, and walked towards the Jin Palace.

At this time, the dispute between the Demon Gate and the Dao Buddha was not so serious, and even in Gu Shaoxing's intelligence, the rivers and lakes at this time were extremely calm.

But Gu Shaosheng didn't mind if he was a little more messy, not a little messy, how could the hidden dragon jump out.

The streets of Daxing City extend in all directions, wide and atmospheric.

Gu Shaoxing walked slowly in the middle of the street, since he came to the Datang World, he had not carefully observed this world.

In this Daxing city, which is full of years of trauma, in the city called Chang'an in the future, Gu Shaosheng can feel the smell of sadness that cannot be covered in the noise.

The streets are not densely populated, mostly teenagers and women, and there are few men in their prime.

Pawnshops, restaurants, tailor shops, blacksmith shops, cloth villages, stone bridges, Gu Shaoxing walked slowly on the bluestone floor, and watched carefully.

"This brother! Can you stop for a moment? ”

A mellow voice sounded, Gu Shaosheng raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that not far ahead, a green-shirted scholar holding a folding fan gestured to him.

The green-shirted gentleman had a gentle smile, a handsome appearance, and a faint melancholy on his body, and he was a beautiful man.

Seeing this green-shirted gentleman, Gu Shaoxing had to sigh that the outstanding people in the Tang world, Yang Guang, Song Que, and the green-shirted gentleman in front of him were all very rare beautiful men.

"Huh?"

Gu Shao raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and said, "It's all right!" ”

"Brother Xietai!"

The green-shirted gentleman smiled faintly, lifted his placket, squatted slightly, unfolded the folding fan, and took out a paintbrush from his arms.

"Drawing?"

Gu Shaosheng was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect him to stop him to paint.

However, the painting speed of the green-shirted scholar is first-class, but at tea time, Yang Guang's appearance has been vividly portrayed on the folding fan.

The light ink is lightly painted, and it is obviously very skillful.

"Thank you, brother! I've always wanted to draw a picture of a hero, and now I've finally got it! ”

The green-shirted scholar bowed down and clenched his fists, and said with a slight smile: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin Ping Nan Chen, defeated Song Que, and is a true hero in the world!" ”

"Huh!"

Gu Shao smiled sadly, there was no accident.

The last time Yang Guang Ping Nan Chen, almost the entire Daxing people came to greet him.

Gu Shaosheng traveled all the way, and I don't know how many people were pointing behind his back, but this green-shirted gentleman was the first to come forward and talk.

"Brother Shi! Come on! Brother Lu has been waiting for a long time, and Yuyan is also here! ”

Without waiting for Gu Shaoxing to talk to him more, on the sixth floor of the restaurant next to the road, a young man in a white robe leaned out of the window and shouted.

"Shi someone is leaving!"

The green-shirted gentleman smiled slightly, bowed his hand, and turned around and walked to the restaurant next to the road.

"Senior brother? Or Brother Shi? ”

Gu Shao watched the green-shirted gentleman leave, and he almost knew the identity of this person in his heart.

In Gu Shao's senses, the green-shirted scholar was pure in his true qi, and the vast qi of heaven and earth poured into the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head almost all the time, and emanated from the spring acupoint of his feet, reconciling with his own true qi over and over again.

With an unknown miraculous skill, his martial arts are not under the Song Que he has seen in Lingnan.

After thinking for a while, Gu Shaosheng raised his eyes and saw that on the sixth floor of the restaurant, the figure was flickering, and the green-shirted gentleman was smiling at him.

"Huh! No hurry, no hurry! ”

Gu Shao smiled, flicked his robe, and went straight to the Jin Palace.

Seeing this person today, I am already happy!

.......

On the sixth floor of the restaurant, the green-shirted gentleman watched Gu Shao's injured figure go away.

He turned around with a slight smile and said to a stunning beauty in a white Luo skirt beside him: "Yuyan, today's afternoon is a good time to go green, and I'll just go." ”

"Hmm!"

The woman in the white dress turned around and glanced at Gu Shaoxian's departing figure, with a strange sense of familiarity in her heart.

"Haha! Precisely! Let's go! Let's go! ”

A young man in a blue robe stood up and said with a slight smile: "It's a pity that Brother Song is now the Nangong of Dasui Town, the lord of the Song valve, but he can no longer play with us." ”

"Humph! He came, and most of them came to Fan Fairy, and now that Fan Fairy has gone back to Jingzhai, even if he is not the Lord of the Song Valve, most of them will not come! ”

The young man in the white robe said with a sneer.

"I heard that a few years ago, Song Que carved a new name on the Knife Grinding Hall, the seat is only below the Holy Emperor, and his name is Gu Shaosheng, but I don't know, have you ever heard of the origin of this person?"

When the woman in the white dress heard the name of Fairy Fan, her brows furrowed slightly, and then she turned around and said with a clever smile.

"I have also heard about this, it is said that this person is dressed in a black robe, with a beautiful face, and a long knife at his waist, but I, Lu Miaozi, have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and I have never heard of this person's name!"

Lu Miaozi, who was wearing a blue shirt, frowned and thought about it for a while, and suddenly exclaimed.

"It is said that the person who assassinated Yang Yong, the crown prince of the dynasty, was also a man in a black robe!"

When they landed, the rest of the people changed color slightly.