Chapter 33: The Governor of Jingchu

Yan Feiqing casually shook out a sword flower. In the eyes of the laymen of the lower three realms, it is very good-looking, and in the eyes of the insiders of the upper three realms, it is full of heat. In the eyes of the half-hangers of the Middle Three Realms, it is completely a showmanship and vulnerable.

In Fang Zhu's opinion, this Gongzi's swordsmanship is full of flaws, and there are loopholes everywhere, as long as he slashes it with one sword, he can shake the long sword in the hand of this Su Gongzi away.

He thought so and did so, so he directly slashed out.

Yan Feiqing dodged sideways.

Fang Zhu was slightly surprised, one knife was fruitless, and another knife came out, but Yan Feiqing made a clever move and gently unloaded it.

In a blink of an eye, Fang Zhu had already made more than ten quick moves, but he failed to hurt Yan Feiqing in the slightest.

Yan Feiqing is not using the Zhengyi swordsmanship that he is familiar with, but the ordinary swordsmanship of Cihangzong, but his realm is superb, and his vision and pattern are extraordinary, although it is just an ordinary Cihangzong swordsmanship, but the power born on the sword is very different from ordinary people. Fang Zhu urged the knife momentum again and again, but he could never attack in front of him.

When everyone in the audience saw Yan Feiqing wielding the sword like this, they naturally knew that he was extraordinary, and Zhao Qingyu's face was no longer good-looking.

Fang Zhu didn't need to look at it to know what kind of face his master was now, and he became more and more anxious in his heart, so the knife in his hand became more and more rapid, Yan Feiqing just waved the sword move casually, blocking Fang Zhu's attacking moves one by one, and the fixed moves he used were no longer limited to swordsmanship, if he fought back, even if he didn't rely on realm cultivation, he could force Fang Zhu to abandon the knife and admit defeat, but he didn't want to be too shocking, seeing that Fang Zhu's sword technique was exposed, but he never attacked.

Fang Zhu gradually noticed a little bit, and used all his qi to give full play to what he had learned in his life, and every move was an offensive move, no longer caring about whether there were flaws in his sword technique. In this way, the power of the sword technique is not only doubled.

The onlookers saw that Fang Fang's sword casting technique was fierce, and it seemed that he had taken advantage of it, but he was never able to hurt Yan Feiqing; When there is a move, the rules are strict, and there are no flaws, just like everyone's demeanor; when there is no move, the long sword seems to parry indiscriminately, but it is a wonderful twist, and it is already a grandmaster to dissolve Fang Zhu's ingenious offensive lightly;

Fang Zhu was in a hurry, shouted, took out the knife with both hands, and rushed forward in the middle palace.

Yan Feiqing lightly put the long sword in his hand on the back of Fang Zhu's sword, and then pressed it hard.

Fang Zhu almost couldn't hold the knife in his hand steadily, and if he wanted to continue to make the knife, it was already extremely difficult, and even the hand holding the knife was trembling.

Yan Feiqing sent it again and again, but he used the subtlety of Shenxiao Sect's "Infinite Strength".

Fang Zhu's body flickered, and he almost stumbled and fell, took a few steps backwards, and after standing still, he stood panting and standing on a knife.

Yan Feiqing chuckled lightly, threw it casually, and the long sword flew into the scabbard in the female swordsman's hand on its own.

This scene made Zhao Qingyu's face change slightly, he is not the kind of hopeless stupid person, where do you not know that this Su Gongzi has real talent and learning, if Fang Zhu can't take this person, he will have to make a mistake today.

Thinking of this, he had the idea of retreating.

But how can there be such a good thing in the world, if you want to run after pretending, you have to ask others if you agree.

As soon as Zhao Qingyu wanted to walk out, Yan Feiqing put two fingers on his shoulders, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a single bit.

This Zhao Sangongzi said angrily: "Su Gongzi, what do you mean by this? If you win the gambling fight, can't I go?"

Yan Feiqing smiled lightly: "It seems that someone is here again." ”

While speaking, I saw a group of people coming on the mountain road outside the teahouse, and the leader in the center was a man who looked about the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, dressed in stone blue clothes, both the elegance of a scholarly family, and the majesty of the power in his hands, followed by a white-haired old man with a clear appearance, although he did not wear a sword, but he should be a guard master.

In addition, there are eight people around, and the man at the head roughly maintains a distance of ten to fifteen steps, faintly forming a formation, protecting the man in the middle, and then looking at the steady pace between these people's walking, the qi is contained but not revealed, the eyes are like electricity, between a breath and a breath, faintly in harmony with the surrounding heaven and earth, it can be seen that it is a master, and the lowest is also the innate realm.

As soon as Zhao Qingyu saw the man in charge, he immediately revealed a complicated look of three points of closeness, three points of respect, three points of fear, and one point of indescribability.

The palace official said in a voice: "If my guess is correct, this is Zhao Lianggeng, the governor of Jingchu, but I didn't expect that the road was narrow, and we blindly wanted to avoid the people of the Governor's Mansion, but we met him here." ”

In today's world, some people are very famous, but few people may not know what he looks like, just like everyone in the world knows the emperor's master, and how many people know what the emperor looks like? So in many cases, you can only guess by relying on the costume and well-known characteristics, which is also the reason why Li Xuandu and his party changed their disguises.

At this time, the palace official also speculated on the origin of the person through Zhao Qingyu's reaction, and it should be eight or nine without leaving ten.

At this time, Zhao Qingyu had already put on a respectful face, walked out of the tea house, bowed down to greet him, and said "Father." ”

The person who came was indeed Zhao Lianggeng.

Zhao Lianggeng glanced at the situation in the teahouse, because of several fights, the tables and chairs in the teahouse have been broken a lot, and it is a mess, plus Li Xuandu who is lying on the ground, as well as the palace officials with pear blossoms and rain, as well as Yan Feiqing and Su Yuncheng, Zhao Lianggeng doesn't need to ask each other, he already knows what the situation is, it is nothing more than the drama of molesting a woman from a good family.

Zhao Lianggeng was also a famous minister of science in his early years, no matter how much Confucian righteousness is left now, he still wants face, Zhao Qingyu's move is undoubtedly insulting, and his face sank, and he frowned: "Qingyu." ”

Zhao Qingyu no longer had the calmness at this time, but was a little frightened, and said softly: "Father, the servants of this family are rude first, and the children are just teaching a lesson, but these people rely on their own martial arts, not only do they refuse to apologize, but they also injure the seventh child." ”

Zhao Lianggeng was able to sit in the position of the governor of Jingchu, naturally he was not a person who was easy to deceive, and he was also familiar with his son's temperament, and asked, "How are they rude to you?"

Zhao Qingyu was speechless for a moment, and only after a while did he say: "They are ...... in words How disrespectful. ”

Zhao Lianggeng didn't say a word, just looked at his son.

Under his father's gaze, Zhao Qingyu only felt that Rumang was on his back, and even his breathing was a little heavier, and his head, which was already lowered, was lowered even deeper.

Seeing this scene, the palace official said to Li Xuandu: "I saw him pointing at the strength of the country just now, and I thought he was a foolish man, but as soon as I saw him, I was cowardly, if he could be a little tough in front of his own Lao Tzu, even if he was arrogant and ignorant, I would consider him a character, but now it seems that he is just a nonsense." ”

Li Xuandu also said: "If today's matter is not handled properly, I am afraid that we will lose all our efforts in disguise along the way." ”

The palace official turned his body slightly, turned his back to the door, and then made a "cross-cut" gesture around his neck.

Li Xuandu fell into contemplation, now the imperial court is in turmoil, several governors have divided the authority of the imperial court, but it is also the pillar of supporting the imperial court, now that the governor of Jiangnan has fallen, if there is another governor of Jingchu, the Northwest Great Zhou and Qingyang Sect take the opportunity to cause trouble, how to deal with it?

Although Zhao Lianggeng and Xu Wugui have a lot to do with each other, at most they are plotting with the tiger and using each other, if Zhao Lianggeng is assassinated here at this opportunity today, no one can take Zhao Lianggeng's position, making the land of Jingchu chaotic, it will be a blessing and a curse.

Besides, just looking at Zhao Lianggeng's formation, it doesn't mean that assassination can be assassinated, and this is still in Jingzhou, assassinating Zhao Lianggeng here, I don't know how big Lou Zi will be stabbed, I'm afraid I will be in a quagmire.

So Li Xuandu shook his head.

The palace official was not reluctant, but said: "I'm afraid that the trees want to be quiet and the wind will not stop, we want to be safe, and people still want to come to find trouble." ”

At this moment, Zhao Lianggeng, who was silent, suddenly smiled and said: "Forgive me, I don't dare to do anything that insults the family style, otherwise I will definitely engage in family law." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Yan Feiqing: "This son, if the dog is rude, I still hope for the son Haihan." ”