In the middle of the night, Yang Jiao returned to Chengfu.

As soon as he entered the room, a shadow pounced.

"Xu Xian, are you okay?"

Yang Jiao comforted unhurriedly:

"It's okay, it's just that I once created my own martial arts cultivation method, because of the sound of your flute, my heart was shaken, and my martial arts cultivation took a step further, so I ran outside in case the movement of the breakthrough was too big."

"The method of martial arts cultivation?" Cheng Shaoshang's expression relaxed.

"That's right, I was writing and drawing in the study early this morning, just to teach this martial arts cultivation method to your father and brothers."

Subsequently, Yang Jiao began to introduce the method of martial arts cultivation, not to mention that Zhu Gaoxu has also practiced this method now, and also said that he was enthusiastic to name the sixfold realm, in order of martial apprentice, warrior, martial master, martial spirit, martial sect, and martial saint.

Cheng Shaoshang understood and said:

"Presumably this is what Ling told me before going out, that it can calm the hearts of my family and the ability to live in peace."

Yang Jiao nodded, and said that it was late at night, and it was time to rest and sleep.

Following.

Before Cheng Fu finished breakfast and took Cheng Shaoshang away, he privately gave Cheng Shi the method of martial arts cultivation, and reminded him that this was a mastery of divine skills.

In the next few days, Cheng Shaoshang started his own winemaking business, while Yang Jiao was idle, cooking meals on weekdays and going out for a walk.

On this day, on a mountain peak, a group of men with a ruthless bearing and carrying a long knife stared closely at Zhu Zhanji, who was sitting on the mountain rock, fanning the wind with a folding fan, and drinking wine.

After a while, a man in his thirties, with a weak face and a beard on his chin, walked down from the top of the mountain.

"It's really boring to drink alone, which brother wants to drink with me?" As soon as Zhu Zhanji saw him, he poured wine and invited the people present.

"They're going to look at you, they're not going to drink." The weak man replied without turning his head.

"Don't you give face to your grandson when you drink?"

When the weak man heard this, he turned his head and walked in front of Zhu Zhanji step by step.

"Who do you think they are?" He raised his hand and introduced: "Among them, there are after Lian Zining, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, after the violent Zhao, and after the Jinan City Guard Tie Xuan. ”

"Back then, your family rebelled, and it sounded like Jingnan, but it was actually a rebellious move to change the dynasty, if there were no these, with their talents, why would they end up in such a field today."

Zhu Zhanji said lazily:

"What do you mean by saying this now, if there was no battle of martyrdom, our family would have let Jianwen be killed a long time ago."

He looked around and said:

"The people of the Zhu family are robbing the world, and you are working hard, why, for integrity?"

Zhu Zhanji sneered:

"Hehe, it's not for fame and fame, if you are willing to vote for me, I will ensure that you have an official job."

As soon as these words came out, the people present drew their swords and glared.

At this moment, a deep but magnetic voice floated in.

"These people don't just want to be officials, but they also want to be civil and military generals under the rule of the Holy Son of Heaven, and it is the promise of His Royal Highness Taisun, for them, it is a great humiliation."

When everyone heard the prestige, they saw Yang Jiao coming calmly.

"Zhan Yan, why are you here?" Zhu Zhanji was puzzled.

"In recent days, I have been depressed, so I thought about walking around, but I didn't expect to see a good show." Yang Jiao's eyes swept through the dozens of murderous orphans on the field.

"You're trying to kill me?"

A big man in the crowd said fiercely:

"Zhu Zhanyan, if you want to blame it, you can blame yourself for your bad life, first we were demoted to a commoner by the traitor and rebel Zhu Di, and then we broke our whereabouts without dying."

Zhu Zhanji immediately said to the weak man:

"Xu Bin, if these people dare to kill them, I dare to guarantee that not only will you die, but even the more than 30,000 surviving orphans of Jingnan will also die, and even Jianwen, who you want to protect, will die without a place to be buried."

One person answered with disdain on his face:

"Although he is the son of Zhu Gaoxu, but now he is still Zhu Di, an old thief, is the emperor, how can Zhu Gaochu be the emperor's master, we killed him, and when Emperor Jianwen and Zhu Di got together, he walked out of the pagoda on the opposite mountain safely, and then left, incognito, who can find us."

Yang Jiao's eyes fell on Zhu Zhanji:

"Interesting, His Royal Highness the Grand Sun will intercede for me, I am now a common person who can't enter the temple after death, let me take a look, do you think that if I die, my father will definitely not let you go, and even the prince and the emperor will not give up."

He said in a slight tone, and said quietly:

"It's a pity that these people don't know at all, the reason why I appeared is because I found a bit of depression in my heart, which can be vented from them."

As soon as the words fell, except for Zhu Zhanji, the rest of the people only felt that their bodies were alternating between cold, heat, cold, and temperature, and they were shocked to see the pain of the five internal organs and six organs as if they were stirred together, and the skin on their bodies showed itching and unbearable abnormalities.

Suddenly, the sound of wailing and screaming resounded in the sky.

"Originally, I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but who made you murderous, then from now on the dust to dust, the earth to the earth."

Yang Jiao's eyes condensed slightly, and the wailing and screaming stopped abruptly, and they all died violently.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Zhu Zhanji witnessed everything on the field with his own eyes, and his face was as frightened as earth.

"It's just some poisonous means, the so-called son of a daughter, you can't sit down, Your Royal Highness, I hope you will do it yourself in the future."

Yang Jiao turned around and walked away, seemingly slowly, but he disappeared in front of Zhu Zhanji's eyes step by step.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhanji was even more frightened in a cold sweat, and froze in place.

On the other side, in the middle of the stupa.

Zhu Di and Zhu Yunwen originally agreed that one person was on the first floor and the other was on the ninth floor, so that Sun Ruowei could be used as a tool for conversation.

However, halfway through the conversation, Zhu Di came to the ninth floor to meet Zhu Yunwen, who had cut his hair and became a monk.

"Fourth uncle, you are old."

"Don't talk nonsense, I just want to ask you face to face, if you lie to me with big words, I can still kill you."

"Fourth uncle, excuse me."

"If I die, you gather the old ministry and cause trouble in the world, will I regret not killing you today?"

Zhu Yunwen asked the vigilant servant beside him to step back and said with a smile:

"I heard that the imperial grandson made a pact with my former minister to risk my life with his head."

Zhu Di's head:

"Yes, he's still young, and he hasn't married, but I have other grandchildren."

Zhu Yunwen's attitude is sincere:

"You can directly ask them to take the imperial grandson back, and my life is at the disposal of the fourth uncle."

Zhu Di was indifferent:

"You don't pretend to be pathetic."

Zhu Yunwen motioned to Sun Ruowei on the side:

"This girl, willing to save tens of thousands of lives of slaves with her life, although she has not studied Buddhism, but she is practicing the Bodhisattva way, I have practiced Buddhism for so many years, how can I not even be as good as her, life and death have not seen through, I will not come."

(End of chapter)