Ying Tianfu.

Wu Gong Bo Mansion.

"The minister will live up to the trust of the Hou Ye, and I hope that the Hou Ye will say a few more kind words in front of Commander Yuan!"

"Peace of mind! Happy five sons will receive a hundred jobs!"

"Thank you, Master Hou! Thank you, Master Hou!"

Xiongba waved his hand, watched the happy ancestor retreat, and breathed a sigh of relief in enjoyment.

For more than a year, his influence in the court has become more and more huge, and he has a close relationship with Yuan Bin, the commander of Jinyiwei, and he is like a friend of eight worships.

Everyone knows that Yuan Bin never gave up on the Son of Heaven in the Battle of Tumubao that year, and later proposed to go north many times to welcome back the holy car, which can be described as loyal.

Therefore, after the Son of Heaven returned to Beijing, he handed over the power of Jinyiwei to Yuan Bin.

Thinking about Ji Gang during the Yongle period, Yuan Bin's power is huge, you can imagine.

And Yuan Bin is upright, whoever dares to disrespect the Son of Heaven will be severely punished, only respectful and domineering, and even the appointment of the Jinyi Guard will give him some face.

In this kind of strong alliance, the civilian-official clique headed by Yu Qian can only retreat.

Coupled with the fact that the Son of Heaven has often practiced in retreat recently, and no longer goes to court every morning, Xiongba feels that he is not too far away from the days when he walks sideways in the Forbidden City.

Even for the Western Regions, Xiongba didn't pay much attention to it, and transferred the elite of the World Association to the Central Plains in large numbers.

Compared with this outstanding man and thousands of miles of territory, who wants to go to that barren place full of yellow sand?

"Master!"

Just as he was imagining a bright future, Qin Shuang's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in!"

Xiongba looked at the eldest disciple: "How are things going?"

"Master, Wudang Shaolin is still closed. ”

Qin Shuang said, "It's not ......"

"No, though!"

Xiongba slapped the table: "Ziyang and not false have both become wasted, and the prestige of the successor is not as good, and they dare to refuse the kindness of Benhou? Do they still think that they are the Taishan Beidou of martial arts? In the future, there will be no martial arts, only the Ming Dynasty!"

Qin Shuang looked at his master in a daze, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

The former male hegemon made the gangs in the Western Regions dare not disobey, and he is also domineering, but he is brave and strategic, and he is by no means blindly self-confident.

Can ...... now

"Shuang'er, don't be afraid, the ten major sects are long in the past!"

Xiongba didn't feel inflated, he decided that the Son of Heaven definitely didn't like Wudang Shaolin.

As the head of the Taoist and Buddhist forces, they are like the imperial court in the rivers and lakes, and if something major happens to the martial arts in the past dynasties, they must be invited to come out to uphold justice, so authoritative, where is the court?

In fact, Gu Cheng still appreciates Wudang Shaolin's knowledge, this kind of Jianghu forces adhering to the way of moderation and longevity are a complementary role in the imperial court.

What really doesn't please them is that they still want to be a self-respecting hero.

Qin Shuang was old and serious, and persuaded: "Master, I think that Wudang Shaolin has a deep heritage, and we should not take the initiative to provoke it, as long as we bring all the eight major factions under our command and force the two factions to close the mountain, twenty years later, they will be legends of the rivers and lakes, and the impact will no longer ......."

"Twenty years?

Xiongba was stunned: "You act according to the plan, with the cooperation of the Jinyi Guard, we will definitely make the prestige of Wudang Shaolin drop, and when they become a chopping block, they will be killed or chopped, and then they will decide!"

"Yes!"

Qin Shuang had no choice but to give up, but the trembling voice of the next disciple of the Tianxia Association made him change color: "Master Hou, Tianshan sent a letter, and the Wushuang Society issued a war letter, and after March, the Dugu Sword Saint went to Tianshan Mountain, fought to the death with the gang leader, and invited fellow martial artists from all over the world to watch the battle! They also said......"

Xiongba asked coldly, "What else do you say?"

The disciple said tremblingly: "It is also said that the Hou Ye was a gutless rat when he was in Shanhaiguan in the past, and he will definitely not dare to respond to this battle!"

Xiongba sneered: "Go down!"

If the disciple was pardoned, he presented the war letter and hurriedly withdrew.

Qin Shuang hurriedly said: "Master, Wushuang City uses the Radical Method, and it is deliberate, this battle cannot be answered!"

"The long-disappeared bandits of the Peerless City are just ......"

Xiongba disdainful in his mouth, and opened the battle book, but his pupils shrank.

There is only one word on it -

War!

Looking at the silver hook iron painting, the sharp and compelling big characters, the depths of the eyes of the hero, revealing fear.

When the Dugu Sword Saint was rampant in the rivers and lakes, he had not yet founded the World Society, but he only heard his name, and he knew that the Sword Saint was later defeated by the nameless, so he went into hiding, so there was a touch of contempt in his heart.

But it turns out that defeat does not mean weakness, and it can also be that the opponent is too strong.

"With such a powerful sword intent that almost breaks through the limits of the mortal world, Ben Hou is not an opponent!"

Xiongba took a deep breath, hiding his fear, and replaced it with a fierce killing intent.

His current identity is no longer a simple martial arts person, but the earl of the Ming Dynasty, when the Sword Saint made a battle post, the first thought was no longer to face the battle for the sake of the rivers and lakes, that is, to send troops to encircle and suppress, and directly destroy Wushuang City.

"Master, don't pay attention to it, don't stir up the teacher!"

Qin Shuang saw what Xiongba was thinking, and hurriedly said: "Wushuang will be in the Northern Plains Heights, easy to defend and difficult to attack, even if a large army is sent, it is impossible to take it in a short period of time, in case of a loss, the current good situation, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be ruined." ”

"Indeed!"

No matter how much the male tyrant swelled, he didn't lose his mind, but he shook his head again: "But now that the forces of the rivers and lakes are being gathered, it is the critical moment, the Sword Saint declares the martial arts, if Benhou blindly avoids the war, I am afraid that the Eight Great Sects will have repeated ......."

Wushuang City and the world belong to the four major forces, and the strength is above Wudang Shaolin, he is now not even sure of the destruction of Wudang Shaolin, and it is indeed whimsical to take Wushuang City directly.

But if it can't be destroyed, simply avoid the war, and the hegemon will be forced to a corner.

This is not simply a lack of face, he is now gathering the forces of the rivers and lakes and placing them in the brocade guards of the court, and at the critical moment, the Dugu Sword Saint will not challenge sooner or later, but he chooses this time, which is simply a snake fight.

Once they avoid it, the reactions of those Jianghu sects and disciples can be imagined.

They are not officials yet, Wu Gong Bo can't order, it's because they are the masters of the world, the identity of the overlord of one side, if they are discredited in the rivers and lakes, even for their own face, they will no longer surrender.

"Master, the soil becomes a mountain, the wind and rain are prosperous, the water is an abyss, and the dragon is born, it is not a bad thing to be slow!"

Qin Shuang felt that the male tyrant was walking too fast and too fiercely, and it seemed that he had great power in the court, but in fact it was like a castle in the air, avoiding it without fighting, but it could stabilize and lay a solid foundation.

If Xiongba is satisfied with the title of Count of Martial Arts, then he can indeed slowly figure it out, but he is ambitious, and he is going to the position of the Ninety-Five Emperor, how can he listen to what Qin Shuang said?

His eyes moved, and his tone softened: "Shuang'er, you are the next leader of the world's association, Benhou has always regarded you as his own son, and this title will be yours in the future!"

"Master?"

Twenty years of master and apprentice, how could Qin Shuang not understand Xiongba, and his heart was cold.

Sure enough, the next moment Xiongba continued: "This battle cannot be avoided by the teacher, let alone defeated, you go and tie up Dugu Ming's sister Dugu Meng, and force the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, to know yourself and the other as a teacher!"

Qin Shuang was stunned, slowly knelt down, looked up at Xiongba's face, and found for the first time that it was so despicable and hideous.

And for more than ten years, I have been under its snort, taking its joy as joy and its anger as anger.

It's not that it's sad, Qin Shuang inexplicably feels that she is a little sad.

......

......

"Senior Brother Feng?"

When Qin Shuang, who was dejected, walked out of the inner mansion, he saw a chic man in white, standing tall in the moonlight, folding a fan and shaking gently, as if he was going to go with the wind and walk on the moon.

The two looked at each other, and Qin Shuang was stabbed by the divine light in Nie Feng's eyes, and his complexion changed slightly.

He found that he had been left far behind by this little junior brother.

Originally, although his talent was not enough, he walked extremely steadily step by step, and his strength was not under Nie Feng.

But since the battle of Shanhaiguan, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun seem to have been reborn, this year the speed of entering the country is incredible, the male tyrant has become more and more suspicious, and the master and apprentice have gradually drifted apart.

"Ten years of nurturing the master, if the master is afraid of the Dugu Sword Saint, he ordered me to wait to kill Dugu Ming, even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, I will break through!"

So at this moment, when Nie Feng said this, Qin Shuang didn't feel surprised: "But he has changed, such a despicable and cowardly method, I look down on him from the bottom of my heart, Senior Brother Shuang, don't become the kind of person we all hated in the past!"