"My lord, there's a letter from the county guard's office."

Cui Ming was leisurely sipping tea, and when he heard this, he didn't rush to read the letter, but said: "Sit, this is the tea that my son brought back from Zixia Sect, it is fragrant and moistens the throat, and it is a rare treasure." ”

The master did not shirk, he followed Cui Ming for more than ten years, and he was Cui Ming's henchman.

He knows a lot of things about Cui Ming, including the news of the relics in exchange for the opportunity to be transferred.

"Master Xie."

The master took the teacup handed over by Cui Ming with both hands, and a fragrance came to his nose.

Taking a sip, he couldn't help but admire: "Good tea, Young Master Cui Jin is really filial, knowing that you love tea, so I specially asked people to send good tea back." ”

Cui Ming shook his head and smiled when he heard this: "He, filial piety is indeed there, but sending tea back to me is just incidental, mainly because of one thing, he wrote back and informed me in advance so that I could get ready." ”

"I don't know what it is that makes Young Master Cui Jin so concerned?"

"It's news of the birth of a mausoleum."

Cui Ming couldn't help but have a headache when he thought of the content of the letter, "It is said that the tomb of that Yanghou was born, and the major sects in the vicinity have received the news, and they will send many people to investigate the situation, and the Zixia Sect will also come." ”

"At that time, we will have a lot of martial arts people here, and all of them are from the gate sect, which will definitely make this city chaotic for a while."

"The recent period was supposed to be the date of the assessment, and maybe it will lower my evaluation when the time comes, alas!"

It has been nearly three hundred years since the Great Yan Kingdom, and during this time, the major forces have also undergone tremendous changes.

From the very beginning, the imperial court had the absolute upper hand, and all the major sects bowed their heads and did not dare to make mistakes.

Nowadays, the imperial court is weak, and the power of various major sects has risen strongly, and the changes are so great that only those who have experienced it can appreciate it.

Later generations can only experience the power of the Great Yan when it was founded from the classics or the words of the predecessors.

The master was a little surprised: "But that Yanghou who set the world with the founding ancestor?" ”

"That's right, the reason why Yangzhou is called Yangzhou is also because of this Yanghou, Chuanxing County is the hometown of Yanghou, and it is said that his mausoleum is somewhere in Chuanxing County."

Cui Ming drank all the tea in his hand and spit out a breath of turbidity, "It's not good when this mausoleum will be opened, but at this time, it's really unlucky." ”

He informed Yang Ting, the county guard, of Sun Jian's possession of the relics, just for an opportunity to leave this barren land, where did he know that there were many twists and turns.

Before the Sun family was settled, another Yanghou mausoleum came out.

"My lord, this is not an opportunity to solve the trouble."

The master handed the secret letter from the county guard mansion to Cui Ming, "My lord, you can take a look at it first." ”

Cui Ming opened the envelope and looked at the letter at a glance.

The master asked, "It should be urging us to cooperate with the actions of the county guard and get rid of the Sun family, right?" ”

"What you expected is right, it is precisely this matter that Yang Ting also threatens me with the opportunity to be transferred abroad."

Cui Ming put down the letter and frowned slightly, "You just said that this is an opportunity to solve the trouble?" ”

"That's right, the kid of the Sun family has gained the benefits of relics, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is strong in kung fu, and ordinary martial artists in the reincarnation realm are not his opponents, and we can't help him."

When the master said this, he said with disdain: "In the case of not being able to use official power, all Yang Ting can rely on is the bandits of the Great Black Mountain and his subordinate Mr. Mo. ”

"Among them, the bandits of the Great Black Mountain failed to succeed twice, but suffered heavy losses, and their big boss is still in retreat and cannot come out in a short time, and Mr. Mo will not leave the county guard mansion easily."

"If you want to eradicate the Sun family and deal with that kid of the Sun family, you have to have external help, and if Young Master Cui Jin comes back with his fellow disciples, he can borrow a knife to kill people."

"Wonderful!"

Cui Ming clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Zhongfu, you are really my right-hand man!" ”

"My lord praised it falsely, I just took advantage of the situation."

"If Wang Lei has half of your intelligence, he won't be scared away by Sun Jue's kid, it's really a shame."

Cui Ming paused, and then said, "You go and reply to a letter, just say that we have a way to let our Yang Junshou be restless." ”

"Yes."

……

Night.

In an open field, many beggar disciples sat down around the fire, and gathered in several circles, roughly estimated to be three or four hundred people.

Under the reflection of the firelight, the dark faces were full of solemnity.

Chen Qingquan stood by the fire, his eyes swept over the familiar faces, and then said: "I think many people know that the reason why we gathered here tonight is to hold a gang joining ceremony for Sun Jian and Sun Jue. ”

"Don't be estranged from them because of their identity, as long as they are my brothers in the beggar gang, then everyone is a family."

Chen Qingquan beckoned to Sun Jian and Sun Jue, and after the two came over, he continued: "These two are Sun Jian and Sun Jue. ”

Sun Jian and Sun Jue are incompatible with the people present in terms of dress and temperament, even if Hong Shaojin is far inferior to the two.

It's hard to get the beggars to really accept them.

Fortunately, the Sun family father and son did not expect them to accept themselves.

After all, even Hong Shaojin was rejected by them, let alone them.

They are just the name of the beggar gang and a help.

After the Sun family briefly introduced themselves, Chen Qingquan put his hand on their shoulders and asked them to turn to the fire.

Hanging from the fire was a black iron pot in which the beggars had begged for food.

"What is cooked here is a hundred family rice, wait for each of you to have a bowl, and after eating, you will be considered to have joined my beggar gang."

Sun Jue looked at the hodgepodge in the iron pot and swallowed his saliva, not wanting to eat, but feeling a little sick to his stomach.

Except for the person who poured the food into the pot, no one else could figure out where the contents came from.

It could be someone else's alms, or it could be leftovers from the restaurant, or it could be the residue from the swill bucket......

Chen Qingquan took two bowls, made two bowls of "Baijia Rice" from them, and handed them to the two of them.

"Eat a hundred meals, and beggars will help people from now on."

Things have already come to this point, and it's too late to back down.

Sun Jue simply had a heart, and quickly cleaned up this dinner.

The taste was very bad, but after Sun Jue overcame the psychological barrier, he didn't spit it out, but it wasn't very comfortable.

Sun Jian is more straightforward than Sun Jue.

Chen Qingquan saw that the two of them had finished eating, so he said with a smile: "In the future, the two of you will be my beggar gang disciples, everyone is welcome." ”

The sound of knocking on bamboo poles sounded neatly, echoing the bonfire.