Thirty-five years of Chongjia in Yanguo, in the spring season, it rained a dumb and continuous light rain in Yangzhou, and the dark clouds like mountains covered most of the city of Yangzhou, swallowing all the sunshine, and the city hung a biting cold wind, and the passers-by walking on the street wrapped themselves in thick clothes and walked in a hurry.

After Yangzhou experienced the huge Lu Mansion being raided, there were many voices in the city, and everyone was thinking about what was the cause of this terrifying event. Lu Mansion is a famous mansion in Yangzhou, standing in the land of Yangzhou for a hundred years, and now it has ended up so dismal in one day, which makes people sigh and fear, if the Zheng family is really the real emperor of the soil, whoever dares to provoke will die.

"Hey, I'm afraid this Yangzhou will be the world surnamed Zheng in the future. "A merchant in coarse linen sat under the eaves and spoke.

"Who said no, with Marquis Zheng's power in the court, and he is the most powerful person next to the eldest prince, who is not arrogant?" Another vendor replied.

"I heard that it was the consequence of the battle between the eldest prince and the third prince, and the Marquis Zheng arrested and killed many loyal ministers and good generals inside and outside the court. ”

"This world is not good, I only hope that the saint will not increase the taxes of our people, otherwise this day is really impossible, I can't make a few dollars this year, and I still have a wife and children to support......" The merchant in coarse linen clothes said dejectedly.

"Hey, who isn't......"

The people had to scold a few words behind their backs in the face of such a major event, and they did not dare to discuss it loudly on the street, for fear that they would accidentally cause trouble. The streets are full of local officers and soldiers patrolling, coming and going every day, saying today that you are a remnant of the remnants of the party, and tomorrow they will come to raid your home, and the frightened families do not dare to go out to breathe, and there are very few pedestrians on the streets.

Yangzhou is not such a scenery before a day, a day after the scenery changes, just one day, quite an ancient poem vicissitudes, the world changes, things are not the meaning of people, many things in the world are really unpredictable, the more ordinary people can not control their own destiny, like fish on the chopping board, let the people slaughter.

In a beautifully decorated wine pavilion, in the private room on the top floor, sat a woman in purple with a hat, who raised her hand and slowly drank a sip of hot tea, looking at the rain curtain downstairs, and slightly opened her lips to the servants waiting behind her.

"What's going on with the Lu Mansion that was raided?"

"Back to the guest, some time ago, the eldest prince and the third prince competed for the throne, the third prince committed a crime and was locked up by the saint, the Lu Mansion provoked the Zheng Hou Mansion a long time ago, and the young master of the Zheng family took the opportunity to copy the Lu family, and it only took half a day to let the Lu family be removed from the Yangzhou territory. The servant spoke.

"Oh, and that kind of thing, it's funny. The corners of the purple-clothed woman's mouth rose, the things in this world are really immortal, mortals are always happy to do this kind of thing, these methods are too clumsy and low in her eyes, a cultivator like her who has seen the scenery on the clouds, for these bridges are just a little trick, and they can't be on the stage.

This is probably the difference between the state of mind of the top cultivators and the lower level cultivators.

The difference between cloud and mud.

"By the way, is there a person named Lu Jingyuan in the Lu family? The woman in purple asked again.

"Well, there is a person named Lu Jingyuan, who is the young master of the Lu family. ”

"Then what is Lu Jingyuan's biological mother's surname?"

The woman in purple couldn't help but recall that she met the young boy for the first time, and she noticed his appearance, his appearance was very similar to a person, she didn't think about it carefully at the time, and then her heart calmed down, and she suddenly realized that Lu Jingyuan's appearance was very similar to another woman on a painting that her mother Yun Cheng had hung on the wall of the room all the year round. On the picture scroll, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old woman is holding a twelve-year-old girl, both of them are very good-looking, the big one has unfolded her facial features, and the small one is like a bright red bud and wants to bloom, and she will be a big beauty who is not inferior to her sister in the future.

The young woman's name is Yun Shu, who is her biological mother, and the little girl's name is Yun Shu, who is Yun Shu's own sister. I heard my mother say that when I was a child in the Southern Chu Kingdom, a Taoist took a fancy to his cultivation talent and communicated with his elders before taking him to Penglai Island to practice, leaving Yun Shu, who had mediocre qualifications, and could not take it away.

Thirty years have passed, as the daughter of Yun Cheng, she came to Yan Kingdom, came to Yangzhou City, and met the familiar Lu Jingyuan by chance, she felt an inextricable cause and effect relationship in her heart, could it be that Lu Jingyuan is her younger brother?

"He has an adoptive mother surnamed Gan, and I really don't know about his biological mother. The servant racked his brains and couldn't come up with it.

The woman in purple asked again, "She still has an adoptive mother, what about her biological mother?"

"My birth mother passed away more than 10 years ago. ”

"What? And that kind of thing. The woman in purple was surprised.

"Well, but I heard that a few days ago, Mrs. Gan also passed away, and now the Lu Mansion has been raided, and Lu Jingyuan is also missing. The servant said.

"Zheng Mansion. The purple-clothed woman's eyes narrowed, and her mouth slowly muttered.

"Check out, I'm done. The woman in purple suddenly stood up and threw out a piece of silver.

"Okay! The guests have eaten well, and I hope to come back next time. The servant hastened to pick up the silver and respectfully sent her down to the attic.

After walking out of the wine pavilion, the woman in purple looked to the north, where there was a black demonic aura soaring to the sky, very arrogant and domineering, with the majesty of the demon king in the world, she went to the north of the city as usual.

"I, Lu Lianying, want to see what is sacred in this Yangzhou City, and I am so swaggering. ”

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In the Song Mansion, Song Qun was also anxious when he heard about the deeds of the Lu Mansion, this Zheng Yunxiao was too bold, in broad daylight, under the bright sky, he dared to do such a fierce thing, which was unexpected.

Just as Song Qun was about to leave the mansion in a rage and go to find Zheng Yunxiao's theory, he was stopped by Lin Yuge.

Lin Yuge stared at him with a very contemptuous look, and said leisurely: "Just rely on you as a scholar to rush now, don't you have enough to live and want to die?"

Song Qun's face turned red by her eyes and words, and he said angrily: "He is my best friend, although my strength is low, but I still know that I will stick a knife in my friend's ribs, I must ask Zheng Yunxiao for an explanation today! It's a big deal, and I want him to pay a heavy price!"

"Is it worth it?" Lin Yuge looked at him like a fool, why was this kid so stubborn and simple.

"It's worth it!" Song Qun said loudly and firmly, his eyes red.

"Look at your body, it is estimated that even the attendants and generals around Zheng Fatzi can't get by, don't talk big, I'll go with you, and go out for a walk. Lin Yuge turned around and walked slowly in front, with a very masterful demeanor.

"Well, thank you Fairy Lin for your generosity!" Song Qunxi is still imminent, it turns out that this elusive master is also humane!

"I'll go, take me! Tao Ruan also ran out in a hurry and caught up with the backs of the two.

The three of them walked on the street, and happened to meet Zheng Yunxiao, who was riding a red sweat and blood horse, who was dressed in treasure armor, fully armed, and his eyes were like a tiger descending the mountain, very high-flying.

"Oh, isn't this the little son of the Song family? Zheng Yunxiao smiled at Song Qun, his face trembling constantly.

"Hmph...... Zheng Yunxiao, you are so majestic, you actually dare to copy the Lu Mansion, is it the decree of the saint? Or are you dictatorial! Hoodwink Sheng Cong! You are really bold! I don't know whether I am alive or dead!" Song Qun opened his mouth and scolded angrily.

"Hehe, what should I do, I can't help your little son of the Song family to speak, my Zheng family controls the power of soldiers and horses in Yangzhou, this Yangzhou dares to rebel, for the sake of the dynasty, then I will clear up the disobedience and remnants of the party for the saint." Zheng Yunxiao didn't take Song Qun in his eyes at all, in this Yangzhou City, Marquis Zheng was the only god.

"Yes, you, see I won't knock you off your horse today!" Song Qun was furious and rushed into the ranks of officers and soldiers quickly.

The fierce soldiers stopped him, but they didn't dare to hurt him, the name of the Song General's Mansion is still very big, if the Zheng family is Chiyang in this Yangzhou City, then the Song family is Huiyue, neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, and the soldiers and generals still dare not trespass and bully.

"Master Song, I still advise you to go home as soon as possible, Yangzhou City has not been peaceful recently, if something happens and you are implicated, I will not be able to protect you at that time. You must know that the taste of prison is not pleasant, and you delicate skin and tender flesh cannot withstand the torture of those tortures. Zheng Yunxiao's eyes swept over the horse, and Song Qun, who let out a cruel sentence, trembled.

"Bold! Zheng Yunxiao, you will get retribution! I see how angry you can be!"

Zheng Yunxiao only regarded it as a deaf ear, unmoved, he rode his horse and galloped.

Behind Zheng Yunxiao, there was an old eunuch who was also riding a sweaty horse, and he was an old man in the palace. The old eunuch wearing a flowery crown, with a fair complexion, no trace of beard on his face, and a gloomy and domineering momentum, has the appearance of an old eunuch who specializes in eating children to supplement yang. The old eunuch is the Mink Temple at the south gate of the palace, and has a great relationship with the eldest prince, and is one of the pinnacles of martial arts cultivation in the court of Yan Kingdom.

When the Mink Temple at the South Gate passed by, he glanced at Lin Yuge, and his murderous pupils suddenly lit up, this girl is not an ordinary person, she is a Taoist cultivator with extremely high talent and cultivation.

Nanmen Mink Temple, who had the peak of the Eight Realms of Martial Dao and was infinitely close to consummate cultivation, felt a trace of jealousy, and he slowly retracted his gaze and did not look at her.

Even the South Gate Mink Temple, which has been living in the palace for a long time, appeared in Yangzhou City at this time, and this Yangzhou City is about to attract a storm and change the world.

When the South Gate Mink Temple caught up with Zheng Yunxiao's fast horse, Zheng Yunxiao casually spit out a sentence: "Lord Mink Temple, if you can give me a hand in this battle, I can lend you half of the martial arts secretary "Divine Rune Yin Martial Arts" that I have treasured for many years to observe, how about it." ”

"Really?" The cloudy eyes of the Mink Temple at the south gate sparkled.

"Really, first of all, why do we have to catch Lu Jingyuan alive. Zheng Yunxiao's eyes were gloomy.

"It's a trivial matter, and I don't see him before you in five days. "The South Gate Mink Temple has a bamboo road.

"Then the junior is waiting for the good news of Lord Mink!"

"Hahaha. Walk around and go to the best restaurants for a drink!"

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In Zheng's mansion, there was a lonely person watching the rain and blowing the cold wind on the Cailing Tower, and the beautiful woman put her palm on the railing, her expression was gloomy, as if she had lost her soul, and she was holding a paper raft in her hand, which was passed on to her by Bai Yu's imperial art.

It says that due to her serious injuries, she needs to return to Qimang Mountain to heal, and hopes that she will take care of herself and see her again in the future.

Zhong Jiuqiu suddenly missed this conceited man.

"Qi Mangshan, yes, I'll go look for you. ”