A few days later, Zhao Zhijing embarked on the road of moving forward alone. Zhao Zhijing, who was not in a hurry, did not take anything, alone, walked to the south with a sword, measured the trajectory of the earth with a pair of legs, and walked on the road with a successful cultivation, the scorching sun was shining on his head, and the ordinary pedestrians were already sweating at this time, and hurriedly looked for a shady place to escape the heat, and he did not see the fatigue of trekking at all, and he was still so chic and extraordinary.

Although Zhao Zhijing's internal cultivation is extraordinary, it can be said that he is not afraid of cold and heat. Although he was still in good spirits after walking for a few hours, he was still a mortal in the flesh, and naturally he needed food to fill his stomach.

At this time, Zhao Zhijing had already felt the feeling of hunger and thirst in his abdomen, and when he looked around, he happened to see a teahouse not far away, thinking that it was a nearby family, and it was inconvenient to eat when he saw the flow of people, so he built a simple teahouse here, so that the people on the road could rest here, drink a bowl of herbal tea to relieve the heat, and eat a few handmade, steamed buns and wine dishes made with a unique secret method.

Smelling the fragrance not far away, Zhao Zhijing felt that his stomach became more hungry and thirsty, so he walked forward quickly. The little second brother in the teahouse, when he saw Zhao Zhijing wearing a white robe, it was not something that ordinary poor people could wear, but at first glance, he was a rich master. He greeted him warmly, and said, "The guest officer is here to drink a cup of herbal tea, to avoid the heat, and it's not too late to leave!"

When Zhao Zhijing heard this, he walked into the teahouse with a smile on his face, and the little second brother who walked in front of him hurriedly took off the rag on his shoulder, wiped the bench, and let Zhao Zhijing go down. According to Zhao Zhijing's instructions, he brought a pot of tea and a few steamed buns after a while.

Zhao Zhijing drank herbal tea, holding a white bun in his hand, but his mind was no longer here. At this time, his heart thought of the events of a few days ago, and at this time, he was also sighing at the power of his butterfly.

In the original book, not long after the six monsters and six people from Jiangnan came to Guiyunzhuang, Mei Chaofeng followed. This was the first time their brothers had met since they left Peach Blossom Island. But due to the arrival of Zhao Zhijing, all this became different, so that Huang Rong had already met his father before the arrival of the six monsters, and Guo Jing also met his future father-in-law, although it was not very easy to get along with. Originally, there was only a meeting between Lu Chengfeng and Mei Chaofeng, but with the intervention of Zhao Zhijing, there was an additional Feng Mofeng, which can really be described as a reunion of Peach Blossom Island.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but show a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but think of Zhou Botong, who was still imprisoned in Peach Blossom Island by Huang Yaoshi at this time, if he was a junior of the Quanzhen Sect, he would bring Aunt Ying to him and him for a while, I don't know what kind of look would be on the face of this innocent and childlike old naughty boy, whether he would sigh that his junior knew how to respect the elderly, or would he chase after him and use his power as a senior of the Quanzhen Sect.

After drinking a pot of tea, the buns on the table had already entered his belly, and when he looked up, he saw that the sun in the sky was not so hot at this time. Zhao Zhijing beckoned Xiao Er to settle the bill, and then embarked on the road to Lin'an with one person and one sword.

A few days later, Zhao Zhijing was not far from Lin'an. At this time, Zhao Zhijing did not have the slightest fatigue of the long journey, he was still full of energy, as if he had come all the way from Yixing, he was like playing in the mountains and rivers, without the slightest consciousness of hurrying, just that chic and natural.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was heard. In this area south of the Yangtze River, horses are not common, most of them have been recruited by the Song Dynasty and turned into military horses. But at this time, the sound of horses' hooves in Zhao Zhijing's ears was crisp and powerful, and it was a rare steed when he heard it, and there was more than one.

Let Zhao Zhijing, who went to the side of the road, look at the whole thing, and saw seven or eight horses galloping in the distance, and the people sitting on these horses are all men in their twenties and thirties, who can be described as strong in blood and blood, but there is a little less awe of others, and the flow of people on the road has not slowed down at all, and it is not a whip to urge the horses to gallop past.

Zhao Zhijing, who saw this scene, was a little strange, this was already the outskirts of Lin'an, but the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty could be said to be heavily guarded, but these people seemed to be not afraid of the government's accountability. Zhao Zhijing looked at it, these were equipped with official knives on their waists, and at first glance, they were people from the yamen, so they naturally would not be afraid of the government.

Zhao Zhijing took a closer look, and saw a waist card the size of three fingers hanging on a person's waist, and there were three clear words on the waist card "Six Doors", Zhao Zhijing suddenly realized, no wonder they don't have to be afraid of the government's investigation, it turned out to be a person with six doors.

Speaking of the six gates, I am afraid that everyone in the territory under the rule of the Song Court knows about it. The Six Gates is an institution established by the Ministry of Criminal Justice, collecting orphans from the people and allowing them to practice martial arts from an early age, and in this world of extraordinary personal force, this is the institution where the imperial court and the martial arts come into contact.

In the six gates, there are masters in the martial arts, secret agents, fast catchers and killers, some people say that it is the embodiment of justice, and some people say that he is the darkest place in the world, in short, it is mixed, and the world has its own opinions.

Among the six doors, the only thing that Zhao Zhijing really cares about is the head of the six doors, Liu Qing, who is called the god catcher, and the secret agent under the command of Zhao Zhijing's Ming Sect once informed Zhao Zhijing of this person, who can be said to be a top master who has devoted himself to the imperial court, and is also a person at the same level compared with the five peers praised by everyone in the rivers and lakes.

Although the Song Court is weak to the outside world, it is also a rare prosperous place in the world, and the culture is colorful. Take the martial arts lineage as an example, there are always more masters among the Han people than other aliens. went out to hunt the god Liu Qing in Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty, and there were many masters. There are six doors, and naturally the Shenhou Mansion is indispensable.

Shenhou Mansion is Zhuge Zheng I established, since he has four masters are ruthless, iron hands, chasing life, cold-blooded four, with the help of these four people, Zhuge Zheng I have captured a lot of thieves over the years, and the reputation in the rivers and lakes and the court can be said to be on par with the six doors.

Zhao Zhijing was full of thoughts, and walked step by step, at this time, he couldn't help but run the true qi in his body, and when he stepped out, he saw a flash, and he had already walked out of the distance, as if shrinking into inches.

The sun in the sky is still shining on the earth, Zhao Zhijing looked up at the city gate in front of him, the huge plaque that has been eroded by wind and rain has two big characters written on it, "Lin'an" shining golden in the sun. Lin'an was reflected in his pupils, Zhao Zhijing's thoughts kept rolling, and Song Ting moved south.

Lost the old capital of Tokyo Bianliang and moved to the south to rely on the Yangtze River to block the Jin people who came to attack, and Lin'an was only used as a temporary capital to warn future generations not to forget to recover the lost land and return to Tokyo Bianliang.

Zhao Zhijing shook his head and sighed, at this time, there will be anyone in the court who wants to subdue the old land and still Bianliang. I have forgotten the meaning of Lin'an. Zhao Zhijing looked at the city in front of him, and couldn't help but feel disgusted with Song Ting in his heart, but thinking of the masters in Lin'an City, Zhao Zhijing said as if muttering to himself: "My trip to Lin'an will definitely be wonderful!"