"Master Ji, is there any misunderstanding in this? My Qingzhumen did have some contact with the Beiliang Mansion before, but that was all before, and now my Qingzhumen has nothing to do with the Beiliang Palace! ”

"My two thousand disciples from Qingzhumen are all willing to take refuge in the prince and serve the prince as a dog and horse. The younger generation knows that the masters of the palace are like clouds, and there are countless strong people, and the strength of Qingzhumen is a grasshopper that can be pinched to death in front of the prince. ”

"But my Qingzhumen is a Jianghu sect after all, and there are some things that the prince doesn't like to have dirty hands and is too lazy to pay attention to, so I can do it for me, and it will definitely be done properly for the prince. If it doesn't work out, it's not too late for the prince to take my head! Liu Xuewu bowed his head respectfully and said.

With Ji Gang, the great master of the Zhengang Realm, it is easy to destroy the entire Qingzhu Gate, and the two sides are not an existence of the same magnitude at all, if Ji Gang really makes a move, the sum of the more than 800 martial artists in their entire Qingzhu Gate will not be enough for them to fight with one hand.

It is definitely impossible to fight, and the only way to do this is to reflect your own value. Liu Xuewu is the master of the entire Qingzhu Gate, and the more than 2,000 disciples inside and outside the Qingzhu Gate are all led by Liu Xuewu himself.

Although managing more than 2,000 disciples and commanding 20 million people are completely incomparable, Liu Xuewu is also a manager, and he more or less understands the thoughts of the superiors.

In Liu Xuewu's view, at the level of King Liangshan, good and evil are no longer as important as imagined, and what the superior values more is his vital interests. As long as the Qingzhu Gate is of great use to this Liangshan King, the Qingzhu Gate can survive.

The advantage of Qingzhumen is that it has 2,000 disciples who know martial arts, it is a dart game all over Beiliangzhou, and it is a familiar friend among the big Yan in the south. The most important thing is that Qingzhumen doesn't need money, and they don't need the king of Liangshan to pay them silver.

As long as the King of Liangshan gives an order, they can get things done, and the King of Liangshan does not need to pay any price!

"The prince's affairs, there are no trivial matters. What you can do in your little Qingzhumen, I can do it in Jinyiwei, and what you can't do in Qingzhumen, I can also do it in Jinyiwei! Ji Gang said expressionlessly.

Liu Xuewu was stunned for a moment, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and things seemed to be out of his expectations, and he immediately said solemnly, "Master Ji, it's not easy for the prince to raise soldiers, how can elite palace masters be used in these little things." The whole sect of my Qingzhumen admires the prince very much, and is willing to serve the prince, there is no need for anything, as long as the prince gives an order, the two thousand Qingzhumen disciples will definitely be full of liver and brain! ”

"There are more masters under the command of the prince, and there is no shortage of you. I kept saying that I didn't need to be raised by the prince, but the official was curious, what do you a group of martial artists who don't do anything to support yourself? ”

"It's not the people below, the 20 million people in the entire north are the people of the prince, in the end, you sects are bloodsuckers lying on the prince, don't raise the prince, how much hard-earned money do you have to take out from the people, it's a good thing to say!"

"If you really admire the prince, you can go to join the army to resist the Northern Barbarians, or you can join the Jinyi Guard under the command of this official, why stay in this small Qingzhumen, and serve in the huge palace, how can this not even be compared to the small Qingzhumen in the Yuangang Realm."

Ji Gang sneered, his eyes were full of disdain and disgust, he commanded the entire Jinyi Guard in the Yongle Dynasty, and took over all the secret things of the Yongle Emperor, and he had seen many of these things.

These gang warriors, which one of them is farming and farming, these people in front of them are all off-duty people like soldiers, and each off-duty person needs several, or even dozens of ordinary people engaged in production, to be able to supply.

Without the supply of the prince, I am afraid that in the end, the pressure on the people caused by these gang warriors is even greater than that of two thousand heavily armed warrior soldiers!

"Needless to say, this official is here today to convey the edict of the prince, I don't have time to chat with you, ten breaths of time, if you don't fall, don't blame this official's subordinates for being ruthless!"

Looking at Liu Xuewu, who was still arguing, Ji Gang's eyes condensed slightly, and a murderous aura swept out, Liu Xuewu suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was holding a long knife on his neck, and the danger of death shrouded Liu Xuewu's heart.

"I'm tired of Lord Ji, I'm in Qingzhumen to obey the edict of the prince, and this will be disbanded!"

An old voice came from the depths of the bamboo forest, an old man wearing a green robe and a snow-white beard walked from the bamboo forest, the old man's face was ruddy, his body was strong, and he walked like a dragon walking a tiger.

"Master!"

"Old master!"

Seeing the old man coming, Liu Xuewu and the elders of Qingzhumen immediately saluted.

"That's it!" Ji Gang nodded expressionlessly.

"Within three days, dismiss all the disciples, if there are still disciples gathered, don't blame the official for being ruthless!" Ji Gang left a word, and then left with a group of brocade-clothed guards.

"Master, are we really going to dismiss all our disciples?" Waiting for Ji Gang to walk away, Liu Xuewu asked a little unwillingly.

"Otherwise, what can I do, there are six Zhengang realms under the command of the king of Liangshan, with hundreds of thousands of troops, in the northern realm, the king of Liangshan has spoken, who dares not to obey?"

"Learn martial arts, although our martial arts are not weak, and we can be regarded as a number one person in the rivers and lakes, but in the eyes of the imperial court and the king of Liangshan, we are just a grass people. Gathering 2,000 people is no longer a small force, the King of Liangshan is different from the King of Northern Liang, we need people from the rivers and lakes, and the King of Liangshan will not put such a hidden danger on his own territory. ”

"It doesn't matter if you are dismissed, give the disciples a chance, and in the same way, give you a chance. If you are really obsessed with martial arts, you will not be able to manage these two thousand disciples, and if you want to be powerful, the temple is the best choice. ”

"The masters under the command of the King of Liangshan are like clouds, whether it is in the army or in Jinyiwei, there are great masters of the Zhengang Realm. Your talent is better than that of a teacher, and now that you are in the prime of life, you are already a nine-fold martial artist in the Xuan Realm, and you are far inferior to you in cultivating as a teacher, and I can't teach you anything, just take refuge in the Liangshan Palace, and your next martial arts road will be much smoother. ”

After speaking, the old man turned around and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest, leaving only Liu Xuewu, who was deep in thought, still in place. As Master's words continued to sound in his mind, Liu Xuewu's gaze became more and more determined.

It seems that joining the Liangshan Royal Mansion is also a good choice, the back road of martial arts, or the powerful heart that Liu Xuewu himself has not discovered before, the Liangshan Royal Mansion can satisfy him.

(End of chapter)