Xu Baichuan, who spent a period of time in Zhuyeju, began to embark on the road again, thinking that he couldn't always stay in one place, he should go to enjoy the great rivers and mountains, even if he saw more people, it was good. Yi Qingzhu also agreed with this move, and made a special move to solve Xu Baichuan's worries.

One is a middle-aged scribe and the other is named Zheng Ying.

Originally, it stands to reason that the plan made by these two people was enough to make Xu Baichuan suffer a big loss, and even some sewage could be splashed on him, but who made Xu Baichuan a person who Yi Qingzhu was optimistic about, and wanted to find trouble with Xu Baichuan, that is, he would not deal with him Yi Qingzhu.

It is also right to be dead.

The price paid was nothing more than the two sword qi carried by the two bamboo leaves.

As for what the people behind these two people will think, it is not on his heart.

To tell the truth, even if it was the city lord of Guanzhou Mansion City, an existence standing at the top of the Great Zhou, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of him.

Why?

Simply because his sword was sharp enough.

Even if he hadn't drawn his sword in a long time.

Yi Qingzhu looked at the city lord of Guanzhou who was standing in front of him with a smile on his face in a unicorn suit, and was silent.

The city lord of Guanzhou coughed lightly, wanting to say something, but before the words could be spoken, he was stuck in his throat, which made him a little embarrassed for a while, saying no, not saying no.

He took a few steps back slightly, looked at the bamboo leaf that was also walking towards his throat, and smiled bitterly.

No wonder the world says that Zhuyeju is a forbidden place, this master's temper is really not very good, and he uses his sword to press people at every turn, which is really too arrogant.

It's just that he only dares to put this in his heart, and he doesn't dare to show it, he knows that if he says it himself, the consequences will definitely not be very good, although there is no problem with his weak cultivation and strong physique to carry a few swords, but it will definitely not be too comfortable, and it will not be too easy to be severely injured, but the light injury will be combined with the injury of muscles and bones for a few days, which is what he can expect.

Thinking of this, the city lord of Guanzhou was full of cleverness, and hurriedly put a smile on his face, with a flattering look, and didn't dare to ask why those two people died, what caused you to get old, just smiled at Yi Qingzhu and lit up the Wenzhu bonsai covered with red cloth in his hand, and asked him softly if he could go in?

If others see that the city lord of Guanzhou who is the same in Guanzhou is actually like this, they will definitely be shocked to lose their big teeth, Guanzhou was called Guanguo a thousand years ago, and was later conquered by the Great Zhou, so it was called Guanzhou, but the people of Jiangtu have never changed, so this Guanzhou is equivalent to a country, and the city lord of Guanzhou is naturally equivalent to the lord of a country, and the lord of a country actually made such a flattering appearance in front of others, absolutely not too many people will believe it.

But that's just the way it is.

Yi Qingzhu turned his head to look at the pot of Wenzhu that was carried in his hand, and felt that it was very good, worthy of him to put it in the courtyard, so he was a little happy, and gently waved his hand to beckon Wenzhu to put it in a vacant space in the courtyard, and then nodded to the city lord of Guanzhou.

Signal for him to come in.

The city lord of Guanzhou was immediately overjoyed, and he stepped lightly into this courtyard full of bamboo.

Looking at this far away place, some tears welled up in my eyes.

This place was originally his, and it took a lot of time to get it from a merchant, in fact, he could have taken it by force, but he felt that this was a bit against the style of a gentleman, but he didn't expect that this courtyard was only in his hands for a few years, and when Yi Qingzhu returned to Da Zhou, he was taken care of, and under the threat of the sword, he could only endure the pain and cut the flesh, and gave this courtyard to Yi Qingzhu.

In fact, there is also his little selfishness in this, although he has never known what Yi Qingzhu's cultivation realm is, but just looking at the faintly revealed sword qi that can make him feel frightened, the realm must not be low, and having such a big sword cultivator stay in his city is only good for him, no harm, and it can even be said that Yi Qingzhu is one of his hole cards and dependent.

After all, he is the lord of the city, and he is not very stable, not to mention anything else, just say that the Guanzhou he is in charge of, there are countless monks hidden in it, there are Taoist gates, there are Buddhism, there are Confucianism, and so on, and he is a mountain and a wild cultivator, and he was lucky to get half a volume of ancient cultivation exercises, and then he relied on other things to scrape together, plus the pill barely cultivated to the realm of the cave void, this became the lord of Guanzhou.

Therefore, his position is the most unstable and the most vulnerable to the eyes of others, so he wants to rely on Yi Qingzhu to deter people with bad intentions.

Yi Qingzhu also knew his thoughts, so he was not polite to him like this, after all, he was pushed out to block the gun for no reason, and it was strange that he could have a good face.

Yi Qingzhu stood on the shelf and fiddled with Wen Zhu, looked at the city lord of Guanzhou who was shaking his head and looking around, thought about it, and suddenly said: "If you have nothing to do, go to the Three Treasures Palace, let's say, if there is anything for me to do, I won't come because of those two wastes, right?"

When the city lord of Guanzhou heard this, he didn't hide it, and said generously: "Those two wastes will die when they die, and it's not my turn to care, the reason why I came here is because I have something to ask you, it is extremely important, and it is related to my life and death." ”

Yi Qingzhu suddenly smiled and said: "Ji Huaxin, just say anything directly, there is no need to sell it like this, I have never liked this set of scholars." ”

Ji Hua, the city lord of Guanzhou, was inevitably a little speechless when he heard this, but he was just entangled for a moment, and soon put it in the back of his mind, he looked at Yi Qingzhu, who was dressed as a scholar in a Confucian robe, and said: "After winter, it will be a great court meeting once every ten years, and when the time comes, I and other city lords will go to Tiandu to see the Son of Heaven, and at that time it is a matter of life and death." ”

Yi Qingzhu turned his head to look at Wen Zhu, and only responded after a long time: "After talking about it for so long, I still haven't talked about it, what is the matter of life and death, if you procrastinate like this again, then there is no need to say it." ”

Ji Huaxin tugged at the corners of his mouth, "The Great Dynasty Meeting is secondary, you only need to send some precious gifts, and there won't be too many things, but after the Great Dynasty Meeting, the next thing is to talk about the Dao, last time I won by luck and kept the position of the city lord of Guanzhou, this time I heard that the rules were changed, and I was not sure in my heart." ”

On the Tao of the Meeting, it sounds good, in fact, it is about the belonging of the provinces and cities in the Great Zhou Dynasty, to cultivate as the success or failure, if you win, you can continue to sit in this position, if you lose, you need to roll down this position.

Yi Qingzhu didn't look up, but said calmly: "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, if you lose, you will lose, and there is no big thing, just talk about the Tao, how can it hurt your life." ”

Ji Hua sighed heavily, his face was filled with bitterness, "The point is that I have a few enemies, and they will also be in the Dao meeting, if it is ordinary, I don't have to be afraid of them, anyway, they can't beat me, but after the rules change, my situation will be very dangerous." ”

Yi Qingzhu stopped the movement in his hand, turned his head to look at Ji Huaxin, a look of curiosity flashed on his face, he has lived here for many years, he naturally knows where Ji Huaxin comes from, and even has a general understanding of the half-volume exercises, although it is only half, but it happens to record the method of cultivating copper tendons and iron bones, not to mention anything else, it is no problem to carry him a few swords, but ordinary Dongxu can't stand his sword, so he makes a judgment.

According to his estimate, if he is an ordinary monk of the Three Sects, if he wants to break the iron bones, he must have the realm of enlightenment and exhaust all means, how can he easily say that he will lose.

Yi Qingzhu asked calmly: "What kind of rule makes you want to lose?"

Ji Huaxin paused and told all the reasons.

It turned out that the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty saw a lot of disputes between the monks of the cave and felt a little tired, and under the discussion of the ministers of the Great Zhou, a new rule was drawn up, and the lord of each state city could bring one person to the stage, not limited to the realm of cultivation, and the one who stood at the end was the lord of the state capital, otherwise he would die.

Ji Huaxin is a mountain and a wild cultivator, the monks of the three sects have never looked down on him, so they have not spoken coldly to him, in the weekday discussion meeting, the lords of the rest of the state capitals are all monks of the three religions, and he is a mountain and wild cultivator, which is very eye-catching, so those monks of the three religions are thinking about how to eliminate his life and death, and this new rule is an excellent method.

Since ancient times, the monks of the three religions are the largest number of the four worlds, even when the sword cultivation was prosperous thousands of years ago, it was much worse than it, so the most monks of the three religions are people, from saints to monks who have just entered the threshold.

Didn't you say that your Ji Huaxin can rely on his body to be able to crisscross the void, then I can not fight you with the void, wouldn't it be better to change to enlightenment or Fuyun?

In the face of monks with a much higher realm, can your physique still withstand it?

Therefore, when Ji Huaxin got the news, he quickly thought of Yi Qingzhu, but he didn't know how to speak, and the two swords that Yi Qingzhu had made not long ago gave him the reason to come to the door.

Looking at Ji Huaxin with a look of hope on his face, Yi Qingzhu didn't agree quickly, his thinking didn't think too much, he was just thinking about whether it was worth it to go to heaven for Ji Huaxin, as for those so-called monks of the three sects, no matter how high the realm was, as long as they didn't become the gate of heaven, they wouldn't be able to enter his eyes.

Just step in three feet and hand out a sword.

Ji Huaxin looked at Yi Qingzhu with an indifferent face, and immediately felt very anxious, now he realized what kind of thoughts the person who came to ask him to do things was left aside by him, it was not too comfortable, it was no different from suffering.

Yi Qingzhu reached out and plucked a bamboo leaf, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, and soon the melodious flute sound echoed in this courtyard.

Ji Huaxin listened to the melodious flute, although he was still anxious, he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Yi Qingzhu, so he stood quietly in place, waiting for the flute to fall.

Yi Qingzhu put down the bamboo leaf in his hand, looked at Ji Huaxin, who was pretending to close his eyes thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "No need to pretend, compared to my flute, you should prefer the flute played by the concubine in the seventeenth room of your family." ”

Ji Huaxin opened his eyes and smiled embarrassedly, and didn't answer to the seventeenth concubine, but just asked, "Can Mr. Yi save me." ”

Yi Qingzhu thought about it and didn't answer immediately, just said to let him come again tomorrow.

Ji Hua breathed a sigh of relief, put down the stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time, with his understanding of Yi Qingzhu, being able to answer him like this shows that there is actually a great chance of success.

After getting a fairly acceptable answer, the city lord of Guanzhou thought that he would not bother today, and just as he stepped out of the threshold of the courtyard, an indifferent voice came from behind.

"Bring more bamboos tomorrow, for the best. ”

Ji Huaxin heard this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin, this should be regarded as a promise.

He turned around and shouted in response.

Thinking that after leaving here, he would issue an edict to the four cities in Guanzhou, and in the early morning of tomorrow, he would see the best Wenzhu in Guanzhou.

The bamboo leaves were in the center, and Yi Qingzhu looked at the bamboo leaves that were fluttering around in the wind, revealing a faint smile.

For some reason, he thought of the poems left by the former sages, although he was not a scholar now, but he really liked these poems written with bamboo, so soon a faint sound of reciting poems spread in the courtyard.

"Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves. I don't bloom, I don't tease bees and butterflies. ”

It's not appropriate, but it's good.