Chen Yue also boarded a four-wheeled carriage and shouted loudly: "Follow the car in front!"

"Okay!" the coachman said in his heart that this was also the young master of the Tong Mansion, and he raised his whip and drove the horse to follow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The carriage is half-new and not old, but it runs very softly, out of the "Peach Blossom Fang" and turned two streets, the street is already deserted, Chen Yue suddenly changed his words: "Go to Longshi Fang!"

"It turned out to be the young master of the Chen family...... the coachman couldn't laugh and cry, and turned the horse's head again.

The coachman came to the door of "Longshi Pharmaceutical", Fang Fei was dressed in a light green dress, and immediately stepped forward to pay for the car. The car door opened, and a big foot poked out.

The red light hung high on the door of the house, among which the Zhu door was wide open, and the third class of small servants with vermilion lacquer sticks had already lined up, and they were all stunned when they saw Chen Yue wearing a cotton nightgown and getting off the car barefoot.

The coachman blushed, stifled a smile and urged the horse away. Chen Yue's old face turned red, he cleared his throat and greeted: "Let's all go to sleep, our 'Dragon and Lion Medicinal Liquid' is serious and pragmatic, don't do this in the future!"

As if they had been amnestied, they quickly turned around and went back to the gatehouse, and Chen Yue swaggered into the door. Fang Fei finally couldn't help but smile and said, "Which kiln did the eldest young master come out of......"

"Ahem!" Chen Yue cleared his throat and changed the topic and asked, "Have you all arrived?" ”

"It's all in the martial arts hall. Fang Fei's expression was solemn, and Zhengse said, "What are you going to do, young master?"

"Visiting the garden. Chen Yue smiled and said, "I'll go and change my clothes first, and you will stay here." When I went back to "Wangyue Ju", I changed my clothes and went to "Xuanwu Hall".

The hall was brightly lit, and more than 40 martial artists were lined up on both sides of the hall, all with fine eyes and very worried expressions. Chen Shuo was dressed in a silk blue robe, pacing in the hall with his hands in his hands. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and everyone followed the sound to look, only to see a young man in Tsing Yi striding out from behind the screen, with a pair of phoenix eyes as bright as cold stars, dazzling, making people dare not force their eyes.

Chen Shuo's heart sank, and he shouted: "The owner of the village has arrived!"

"Boom-" All the martial artists stomped on the ground, and they all stood up and saluted: "See the owner!"

Chen Yue's heart was hot, his heart was full of pride, and his eyes swept over their faces one by one, most of them were martial artists who were attached to the Chen family in the past, and a small half were martial artists from the "Flying Tiger Hall" in the past. After being defeated by the spring cicada, they were persuaded by Qi Yu and Zhou Lao to join the command of "Yizhuang", and they were convinced of this emerging force.

Chen Yue kept everyone's appearance and temperament in mind, waved his hand and said, "After tonight, each of you will get five hundred shares of Yizhuang, and at the end of the year, each of you will receive a dividend of five dollars and silver per share." ”

"Two hundred and fifty taels ......" Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes lit up.

You must know that martial artists like them who run the rivers and lakes, even if they are in the "middle stage of Yijin", even if they are the three major families, they can only open a bundle of twenty taels per month. Now, as soon as the young farmer opened his mouth, he gave them a raise. No matter what Chen Yue's cultivation was, it was this courage that convinced them.

Chen Shuo was also in high spirits, when he split up, as a clansman of the "late stage of Yijin", he got two thousand shares, and a dividend of one thousand taels at the end of the year, which was much better than being the "third master" in the Chen family, and his gaze at Chen Yue suddenly became a little more sincere.

Chen Yue sat down on the main seat and said with a smile: "I am Chen Yue, the owner of 'Yizhuang'. In our 'Yizhuang', there is no dignity and humility, only shareholders, treasurers, associates and apprentices. Everyone speaks by equity, and gets money by contribution, to say something unpleasant, that is, our Yizhuang 'recognizes money but not people'...... After tonight, the 'Great Righteous Martial Arts Hall' was officially launched. In the future, everyone's job is to teach martial arts and apprentices. However, there will be more and more business in 'Yizhuang', and you will naturally be indispensable in the future. It's still early, let's introduce ourselves first, we know each other. ”

All the martial artists looked at each other, recognizing money but not people? What kind of words is this, which family is not recruiting people now with the word "loyalty" at the head and the word "righteousness" at the forefront, aren't you playing a trick on us?

The first black-clothed middle-aged martial artist with a beard and a beard looked at him, and he got up first and hugged his fists and said: "My name is Shen Mad, I was a soldier when I was young, I killed the enemy outside the pass, and I was a pacesetter under General Nangong Jiong's account. Later, when my service period expired, I was arranged by General Nangong to select personal soldiers in the 'Flying Tiger Hall', and occasionally gave Nangong family bodyguards. ”

This person has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a leopard's head and eyes, and bright eyes. Chen Yue's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Talent! The so-called good birds choose trees to perch, congratulations to Shen Daoyou for making a wise choice." Looking at the age of Daoyou, he is only in his early thirties. I don't have anything else in Yizhuang, it's fair, as long as I work hard, I hope to 'change bones' in this life. ”

"Thank you, owner!" Shen Madness clenched his fist again, shook the hilt of the knife, and sat down happily, his heart boiling.

Although the Nangong family treated him well, they only regarded him as a capable minion and did not consider his future at all. And Chen Yue not only talked to his peers, but also pointed out what he wanted most as soon as he opened his mouth. Suddenly, a "sense of belonging" came from his heart, and he secretly vowed: "I must earn the resources of 'changing bones' in 'Yizhuang'!"

Shen Mad sat down, and a middle-aged man in a green shirt opposite stood up with a sword scabbard, hugged his fist and said: "See the owner, in Xia Xiao Shengke......"

More than forty martial artists introduced themselves one by one, and Chen Yue kept them in his heart. By the time the last young martial artist in the "early stage of Yijin" finished introducing himself, it was already midnight.

Chen Yue suddenly got up and said loudly: "Summoning everyone here tonight is an important action. Our goal is clear, to expel the Nangong family from the 'Qianyuan'. The third uncle stayed to take care of the house, Shen Yan brought a big gong, and everyone followed me. ”

"Yes!" everyone's expressions perked up, and they all got up and clenched their fists, following behind Chen Yue.

There was no moon tonight, the sky was cloudy, the land was dark, and the city was unusually quiet. At this moment, every house has closed its doors and windows, only the three gates of the 'Qianyuan' are open, and the six silver-armored guards are standing at the door like javelins, and the armor pieces are shining in front of the candlelight, and the cold is pressing.

Chen Yue came to the 'Qianyuan' for the fourth time, and looked at the four noble golden characters of "Longxi Palace" on the plaque, and his heart was full of mixed feelings......

When he first came, he was insulted by Nangong Ming. When he came for the second time, he was scratched by Nangong Ming. When he came for the third time, he saw Qing Xuan sweeping the Nangong family with the power of thunder, invincible. Coming to Qianyuan again, Nangong Ming is no longer alive, Nangong Hu has just died, and the fate of the Nangong family is already in his hands. Fate is unpredictable, and it really changes rapidly.

When the six armor soldiers saw a group of people coming, they were all shocked, and the first one shouted: "Who broke the ban late at night, and still doesn't retreat!"

Shen snorted coldly, jumped up, and drew his knife with a wave. The cold light flashed, and the golden plaque of the Longxi Palace was divided into two, and it fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Bold!" the six armorers were all startled, and pulled out their swords together, their bodies trembling.

The rest of the people didn't need to be ordered, and the six martial artists rushed forward, and in three or two clicks, they knocked the six guards to the ground and seized their blades.

Chen Yue didn't want to kill anyone, waved his hand, stepped forward and ordered: "You go and spread the word, the Nangong family will get out of the 'Qianyuan' tonight!"

The six people also understood that more than 40 people were "martial artists", and they came to the door tonight to seek revenge.

Chen Yue swaggered into the garden, swept his senses, and walked towards the dock. Shen Mad gestured backwards, and a martial artist immediately struck the big gong, and the "clang" resounded throughout the four fields.

There are thirty-six small courtyards around the lake, where the foreign clansmen of the Nangong family live, and the descendants live on a small island in the middle of the lake, and all boats are used to travel to and fro. When the guards of the night watchman saw them, they turned around and ran. When the group came to the dock, Shen Mad frowned and asked, "Owner, do you want us to clean up the periphery first." ”

"We're not bandits, don't be so vulgar. Chen Yue jumped on a small sampan and said with a smile: "Go to the main hall first, they can get acquainted." If you don't know each other, you won't be killed!"

The crowd received the order and rowed straight to the other side. A hurried bell then rang on the mountain on the opposite bank, and Chen Yue couldn't help but smile as he watched the descendants of the Nangong family rush out of the attics and converge towards the main hall. Paddle slowly, let them get together before going ashore. ”

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The six armor soldiers rushed into the "Flying Tiger Palace" in a panic, and saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe who was wearing a belt, and when he rushed up, he knelt down with a "poof", and exclaimed: "Lord Shizi, it's not good, someone broke through the empty door!"

Nangong Biao, the middle-aged son of the "King of Longxi", heard the alarm bell, he rushed to the main hall as soon as possible according to the clan rules, and heard that someone broke into the door, and was furious: "Someone broke into the door, so what are you doing here!"

A soldier said in fear: "There are dozens of people on the other side, all of them are 'martial artists'......"

All the clansmen froze, and Nangong Biao's face sank and shouted: "Who has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to come to my Longxi Wangfu to spread wild, don't you know that our old man is the 'Martial King'!"

One of the armorers was shocked, "Yes...... It's Chen ...... Chen Yue!"

"Chen Yue, it's Chen Yue again!" Nangong Biao jumped like thunder, and roared sharply: "My Nangong family endures and endures, but he has to make inches, what the hell is he going to do! Quick, go and invite the old man!"

The guards were another agitated spirit, and one of them shrank and said: "The old man took Nan Batian's post and went to 'Peach Blossom Fang', and he hasn't come back yet!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and suddenly knew that things had changed. Nangong Biao was furious, and roared: "Don't go and ask the prince to come back!"

"Yes!" As if they had been pardoned, the six armorers got up and hurried out, and a crisp and hearty laugh suddenly sounded in the hall: "Don't bother, since I dare to come, your prince will naturally not be able to come back." ”

"Chen Yue!" Everyone was shocked when they heard this, only to see a young man in a green shirt walking into the door, with a hearty eyebrow and a gentle smile, it was Chen Yue.

The hall is carved with beams and paintings, and the smooth floor tiles reflect the bright candle flames, as if the starry sky is at your feet. The upper hand is offering a three-foot-long flying silver tiger, with teeth and claws, lifelike.

In addition to Nangong Biao in the hall, there were more than a dozen young men and women, who saw Chen Yueju was awe-inspired, and the crowd outside the hall was even more pale.

Nangong Biao was so angry that his whole body trembled, stared at Chen Yue and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chen Yue, Nangong Ming is dead, my Nangong family has also given in, what do you want!"