"Qilu spring is not over, and Zhong Shenxiu is created!"

In late spring and early summer, Jinan, the capital of Ludong Province, is full of vitality and prosperity!

However, for Kong Jinnan, it was a disaster, late in the morning and night, a group of people braved the moonlight to break into Kong's mansion, the cold knife was unsheathed, and they killed anyone they saw!

These people are all first-class good hands, and their hands are vicious, and for a while, the blood of the Confucian Mansion flowed like a river!

The disciples of the Taishan faction and Kong Jinnan's family, hundreds of people were slaughtered.

"Ning Gong, he is Kong Jinnan!"

A disciple grabbed the captured Kong Jinnan and threw it in front of an old man wearing a white Tianji Dao robe with crane hair and a childish face.

"Who are you? I, the Taishan faction, have no grievances with you, why are you so ruthless? Kong Jinnan struggled to stand up, but was pressed on the shoulder, where could he move.

"Kong Xiaobei is your son, right?" The old man asked coldly.

"Xiaobei? He, what's wrong with him? Kong Jinnan reacted, could it be that his son was in trouble?

"That's it, my name is Ning Zhonghua, you may have heard my name, but it doesn't matter."

"The important thing is that last night, your son colluded with the Qin thieves in Jiangdong and Diao Min in Dabao Village to kill my disciple Jiao Wenxue and his entire family, do you think this feud is not big?"

Ning Zhonghua Fu Susen said coldly.

"Little North...... He, he is with Qin Hou? ”

"Haha, the sky has eyes, my son was able to climb up to the Marquis of Qin, and he also killed the thief Jiao Wenxue, who controlled Ludong!"

"Scorched thieves are rampant in Ludong, all these years have been tyrannical, all evil, and the people of Jinan hate them to the bone! My family's Xiaobei is really happy to eliminate harm for the people, good, good, worthy of being the son of my Kong Jinnan! ”

Kong Jinnan was surprised, and laughed.

He has not been able to inherit the ancestral business all his life, and the biggest fortunate thing is that he made a deal with Qin Hou and gave birth to a good son with a conscience, which is also the reason why Kong Xiaobei is in trouble everywhere, but Kong Jinnan never blames.

Now that the whole door has been slaughtered, he has no heart to live anymore, and he is overjoyed to learn that his son has done such an earth-shattering event.

"Presumptuous!" A guard kicked at the door of Kong Jinnan, Kong Jinnan flew more than a foot away, fell to the ground, his face was covered with blood and he still laughed: "Ning old thief, I know Qin Hou, he can kill your apprentice, he will not let you go, you are so ruthless, you are not far from death, Lao Tzu is waiting for you on Huangquan Road, haha!" ”

"Qin Hou!"

"The old man is not afraid!"

"Hmm!"

Ning Zhonghua sneered, raised his chin, and made a look, and with a quick swing of his knife, a disciple cut Kong Jinnan's neck, announcing the demise of the Taishan faction.

"Master, how to deal with it here!" The disciple asked.

"Burn it, and then go back to the General's Mansion!" Ning Zhonghua looked at the dead corpse and said expressionlessly.

Because of the limitations of heaven, he swore a poisonous oath that he could not live in Dongjiang for life, and he couldn't go to Qin Hou in person to avenge the blood feud of his beloved, and let Kong Jinnan fill his life, which was the only thing he could do.

……

The General's Mansion is an old mansion that has been passed down for hundreds of years, because there used to be a famous general of the Ming Dynasty who lived in it, and this title has been inherited, and now his master is called Fang Xin, who is the highest commander of the Ludong Military Garrison District, and the hawkish minister of the Yan family stationed in Ludong.

Fang Xin was sitting in the hall drinking tea at this moment, he didn't look like a general, wearing black-framed glasses and a dark blue Tang suit, like an old pedant, but the underground forces in Ludong respected this general like a ghost, because this was a master who killed people without blinking.

"General Fang, you should give an explanation, Jiao Ye is dead, and no one of us can control Qian Yimin!"

"In the middle of last night, he had to convene a meeting of several dignitaries, but there was no, just to name me, deliberately find fault, and make me ugly, I was really angry!"

A bald middle-aged man with a red face paced back and forth in the hall, complaining anxiously.

"What did he make you ugly about, and made you rush like this?" Fang Xin played with the snuffbox in his hand, and after sniffing it, he sneezed twice in a row, and then asked unhurriedly.

"The surname Qian said that the lotus flowers in Daming Lake did not bloom this year, blamed me for not doing a good job in the city appearance and environment work, and said that the team was about to change, and suggested that I take the initiative to resign, don't you say this is a slap in my face?" The bald man became more and more angry the more he spoke, sat down, and slapped the table angrily.

"Jiansheng, don't be impatient in everything, he said to let you resign, will you resign? What is the attitude of the other dignitaries? "Fang Xincheng's mansion is very deep, and when he speaks, he is also calm and stable, without the slightest impatience.

"I'll go to his uncle's leg, when Jiao Wenxue is here, no matter what we ask for or who we arrange, the surname Qian always raises his hand and signs without saying a word. Now that Jiao Ye died in Lunan, his dog's tail was cocked, and several other important people were not in harmony with the mud, sitting on the mountain and turning off the fire, those wall grasses, who had the advantage of whom. General Fang, if you don't come forward to deal with him again, Qian Yimin will be able to go to heaven. ”

"Don't forget, he is the person of the first ruler Mr. Sun, if he is allowed to sit firmly in Ludong, it will ruin the overall situation of Yan Lao."

Gong Jiansheng scolded and reminded seriously.

"I know the relationship better than you, but in any case, Qian Yimin is Ludong No. 1, and I know that I definitely can't control him!"

"This thing can't be touched hard, it's really stiff, stabbing Yan Gong and Mr. Sun, tearing the skin is not good for anyone."

"Didn't he say that the lotus flowers in Daming Lake don't bloom? Well, I have someone to take care of your worries and solve your problems. Fang Xin smiled.

"Oh, who is so capable, like Mr. Fang, you are so good?" Gong Jiansheng asked curiously.

"He's a living immortal, and he has a lot more skills than me, no, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive."

Fang Xin's eyes swept towards the patio, and he hurriedly got up to greet him, leading an old man in a white robe over.

"This old gentleman looks like a fairy, may I ask who it is?" Gong Jiansheng didn't dare to be careless and asked.

"Old man Ning Zhonghua!" The old man stroked his beard and said proudly.

"Could it be that he is one of the two strange people of feng shui and the southern Gu Mingchen, and the northern feng shui master, Ning, Ning Gong?" Gong Jiansheng's mouth trembled in surprise and asked excitedly.

"Hmph, if you can't cross the river, Gu Mingchen's rotten fish and stinky shrimp are also worthy of being compared to me, it's ridiculous!" Ning Zhonghua's face suddenly became gloomy, and he sneered in displeasure.

"Ning Gong's feng shui is unparalleled in the world, even the lock dragon well in front of the Yanjing Tianping Gate and the demon tower in the Summer Palace are all Ning Gong's handwriting. Ning Gong has just returned from Kunlun Mountain to select the blessings of the Yan family's supreme mountain gate, and the feng shui dragon veins in the world are all in Ning Gong's chest, and you actually put Gu Mingchen's second-rate goods on a par with Ning Gong, you are really blind with a pair of dog eyes. ”

"Jiansheng, still don't slap your mouth?"

Fang Xin was gloomy and solemnly reprimanded.

(End of chapter)