Hou Debao They were delayed in Yuzhou, and the Wa God Sect Zhong Xipo had already entered Linzhou with his men and horses, and sat on the carriage and saw that the towering city walls of the capital city of Dawei were already in sight, and a woman who was accompanying her in the carriage lifted the curtain and looked out, but said with a smile,

"Holy Lord, we have arrived!"

Zhong Qipo sat upright on the horse, half-squinting and not saying a word, and the woman didn't care and smiled at the other woman next to her,

"Sister Baguio, the scenery of the Central Plains is really very different from ours, the yellow sand outside the territory is all over the sky, and the daily wind is disturbing, it seems that this place is lush with vegetation, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the capital city of the Great Wei is also so majestic and magnificent, and the walls built of loess outside the territory are comparable......"

The woman who spoke, with a round face and almond eyes, was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and looked innocent and lovely, sitting next to Zhong Xibo, although he didn't say anything, he reached out and gently kneaded her round shoulder.

The person known as Baguio was born very delicate and lovely, she sat there reserved and dignified, elegant manners, and a bookish bearing, and said with a slight smile when she heard the words,

"The capital of the Great Wei Dynasty is inherited from the Great Zhou, but the Great Zhou is inherited from the Great Qin, and it has been expanded for several generations to have today's scale, and the city has a history of nearly a thousand years!"

The round-faced woman stuck out her tongue when she heard this,

"It's been so long, the closest city outside our territory is only Merhan City, at most a hundred years, and there is no more than the Devil's City in the Black Mountain Pass for thousands of years, except for the Devil City in the Black Mountain Pass, there is no ......"

Baguio reached out and gently pinched her small nose,

"Thorn Flower, let you study hard but you don't want to, that devil city is only four or five hundred years at most, and the legends you listen to are just false rumors from the shepherds! What's more, the city under the Black Mountain Pass has long been deserted, it seems that it is densely populated and prosperous like paradise! ”

Thorn Flower wrinkled her nose at her and said,

"I don't like to read! The words in that book know me, I don't know them, and how beautiful the shepherds sing! ”

As he spoke, he only drilled his plump body into Zhong Cipo's arms, Zhong Cipo hugged her and patted her gently,

"Thorn flowers don't learn! Those Han people's things are corrosive things, you see they occupy this place of luxury, years of comfort and comfort, arrogance and lasciviousness have worn out their will, then there is the founding of the country's hard work, open and enterprising! ”

……

The three of them were talking, and the carriage was slowly approaching the gate of Linzhou City, where there was already a person sitting on a horse with broad shoulders and back, leading a team of people behind him to greet him.

"Holy Lord, the young master is at the city gate!"

Zhong Qibo snorted lightly and did not answer, the carriage entered the city gate, Zhong Yexuan beat the horse and came over and rushed inside through the curtains,

"Subordinates welcome the Holy Lord!"

Uncle Zhong replied indifferently,

"No need to be polite, let's talk about it when we get to the place where we stay!"

"Yes!"

Zhong Yexuan led the convoy slowly into the city with people beating horses in front, Thorn Hua'er looked at Zhong Yexuan's figure sitting on the horse with an obsessive face, and refused to retract his head for a long time, Zhong Qibo snorted coldly when he saw it, Baguio hurriedly smiled and pulled her back,

"Thorn flowers have entered the market, you better restrain yourself!"

Thorn Hua'er turned her head into Zhong Xibo's arms with a sigh, and Baguio turned her face with a slight smile.

This group of people gradually disappeared into the noisy streets of the capital, the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty was crowded with merchants, and the flow of people was bustling on all sides, it seemed that such a convoy was not a hundred or fifty, but no one attracted attention at all, but after the convoy went away, there was a person who entered the city.

The man was dressed as a walking foot merchant, dressed in rough clothes, with the toes of his feet worn out, revealing his mud-covered thumbs, a blanket on his shoulders, and a beard that covered his eyebrows and eyes.

The man watched the carriage enter the city, and when he reached the gate of the city, he threw a brass plate into the tax box, tightened the blanket on his shoulders, and hastened his pace.

When Uncle Zhong arrived in the house, Zhong Yexuan and Zuo Yuhe and others came forward to salute, but even Mi Qiuhan and Song Dibo in the palace also arrived.

"Holy Lord!"

The four sect masters led the bow, and everyone bowed down in unison, and said in unison,

"Holy Lord Blessed Longevity and Eternal Prosperity!"

Uncle Zhong nodded his head,

"Get up, all of you!"

His eyes swept over the faces of the people who stood up, but he condensed slightly, and said coldly,

"The four sect masters stay, and the rest of the people will retreat!"

Mi Qiuhan glanced at Song Dibo and was about to speak, but saw him smile and shake his head, and spontaneously retreated with everyone.

"Ye Xuan, why do you have a bad complexion? But hurt? ”

Several people were silent, their eyes fell on Zhong Yexuan, Zhong Yexuan frowned slightly and said,

"Little things!"

In a nutshell, he didn't want to mention it, Zhong Qibo raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and Zuo Yuhe hurriedly stepped forward and said,

"Holy Lord, my subordinates have something to report!"

"Oh...... Come on! ”

Zuo Yuhe was busy telling him how Xiao Sanniang was plotted by someone and how he came to assassinate Zuo Yuhe again.

"Good! What a Sect Master Xiao, you are growing more and more now, and you don't know that you are being plotted by others, and you are enough for this sect master! ”

When he said this, it was a word by word implying internal strength, others didn't think anything of it, but Xiao Sanniang's face was immediately pale, her qi was already damaged by her broken skills, but now the words of Zhong Qibo were like a blow in her heart, her heart was shocked, and her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out,

"Wow!"

Xiao Sanniang's injuries were even more irreversible, and she knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Holy Lord forgiveness!"

Zuo Yuhe stood aside but didn't dare to say a word,

"Humph!"

Zhong Qibo was still angry, and his eyes swept over the coercion of everyone, except for Zhong Yexuan's calm expression, Zuo Yuhe and Mi Qiuhan couldn't help but kneel on the ground,

"Holy Lord forgiveness!"

Zhong Xibo snorted coldly,

"Even if you know that someone has plotted against you, can that person be found? Have the relics ever been recovered? ”

This question, even Zhong Yexuan took off his robe and knelt on the ground,

"Holy Lord forgiveness!"

Zhong Qibo raised his hand and threw the gold box in front of Zhong Yexuan, but the heavy gold box fell to the ground as if it was supported by someone's hand.

Zhong Yexuan stretched out his hand to take it and opened it to take a look, and when he saw the mermaid wood, he was stunned.

"This ......"

This is a sacred relic of this sect, but I didn't expect it to become like this!

Zhong Xi Bodao,

"The holy relic was taken back from the hands of the Qianmiaomen, and it was also thanks to the secret hand that this seat had a secret hand many years ago, lurking beside Fang Yu, and only when the time came to find the holy relic, if it was up to you, I don't know how long it would last!"

And all the people bowed their heads and praised,

"The Holy Lord is wise!"

Uncle Zhong Qibo knocked everyone up, and then he talked about business, talking about the Central Plains martial arts and the Great Wei Dynasty but praised Mi Qiuhan fiercely, and asked about Song Dibo, so he asked him to come in, Zuo Yuhe glanced at the proud Mi Qiuhan, exited the door and saw Song Dibo waiting in the outer hall, and smiled at him,

"Dibo, the Holy Lord has summoned you alone, but you have to be careful and speak well!"

As he spoke, his eyes were deep, and Song Dibo glanced at Mi Qiu, who came after him, and immediately counted, and said with a smile,

"Sect Master, don't worry, the kid understands in his heart!"

Zuo Yuhe nodded with satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder and said,

"There you go!"

Song Dibo bowed to everyone in the hall, and then slowly walked in, and when he arrived inside, he saw Zhong Qibo saluting, Zhong Qibo sat there and looked at Song Dibo carefully, his own martial arts are unfathomable, and he has been in charge of life and death in the faction for many years, but he has his own three-point evil spirit when he speaks, which is kind and pleasant, and makes people feel oppressed.

"You're exactly the same as the prince?"

His set is useful to others, but Yu Song Dibo is a little worse, although Zhong Qibo is the lord of a faction, compared to the majesty of the king of a country, but he is too angry, and his grace is insufficient, although Zhao Lian said that he was sick and bedridden, but his words and demeanors were revealed, and the generosity of looking down on all beings was not available to Zhong Qibo.

Song Dibo secretly replied respectfully in his heart,

"If you go back to the Holy Lord, the boy is eight or nine points similar to the prince, and the prince was born thin and not as healthy as the boy......"

"Hmm!"

Uncle Zhong said slowly,

"Do you want to be the emperor of this Great Wei?"

Song Dibo responded,

"If you go back to the Holy Lord, the Holy Lord will let the kid be a kid and do it, and the Holy Lord will let the kid not do it, and the kid won't do it!"

Uncle Zhong raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard this,

"Haha...... Boy, you're a talker! It's not difficult for a kid to be an emperor, but it's a little difficult to be an obedient and good emperor! ”

SONG Dibodao,

"There shall be no words for this, and for those who speak! The most important thing to be an emperor is to distinguish what to listen to and what people to believe! ”

Uncle Zhong Qibo laughed again,

"You kid has learned the slippery set of the river! Good...... Good ......"

In the past, he raised his palm and slapped it on Song Dibo's shoulder, and a cold and domineering internal force immediately walked through his shoulder, Song Dibo looked calm and let Zhong Xi Bo's internal force rampage in him, and when the cold qi rushed into the sea of qi, he snorted and clenched his fists.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhong laughed and withdrew his internal force and said with a smile,

"Good boy, you haven't practiced for a long time, but your internal strength is pure, it seems that you should be very diligent!"

Song Dibo smiled,

"The kid has been in the faction for a short time, and he is naturally stupid, so he can only learn from the stupid bird to fly first, and he will not fall behind the brothers!"

Uncle Zhong nodded and said,

"At a young age, you should practice diligently, and this seat will pass on a mental method to you, you can practice refining qi, and consolidate the foundation and cultivate the ......."

"Thank you, Holy Lord! The boy must practice diligently and live up to the trust of the Holy Lord! ”

Uncle Zhong said with a smile,

"Hmmm! Good! ”

This room really memorized the heart and mouth to Song Dibo, but Song Dibo remembered it in his heart but was secretly muttering,

"As soon as we meet, I will teach the exercises, but I am afraid that I am uneasy and kind, so I will find an opportunity to ask!"