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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Six: Cutting Weeds and Roots

When Wang Zhijun rushed into Zhou Long's residence in the inn in panic, Zhou Long was sitting happily beside the brazier drinking wine and singing songs. Everything was ready, but the east wind was not enough. Next, he only had to wait for the news about Yuejing City. When the imperial edict of Yuejing City arrived, he did not believe that Old Master Liu would still dare to nourish his teeth. Moreover, with the imperial edict, there would inevitably be the Hu Ben Army in the capital. How could the capital be in silence when Shayang County had such a big thing? Zhang Zuo was determined to win compared to Shayang County. He would naturally be overjoyed with such a huge handle. If he didn't take action, he would have to fight the opposition force to no avail. The two men in the court formed a gang and fought against Zuo. If they lost the financial supporter of Old Master Liu, they would definitely lose their strength with their strength.

This time the mission was done well. After returning to Yuejing, Lord Zuo would naturally not treat him badly. The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Personnel cannot be involved for the time being, but the ruthless Minister of the Ministry of Revenue who is competing in the court now will definitely be able to capture it.

If you defeat Mr. Liu, the two of you will naturally not be able to escape. At this moment, you will inevitably give in. Otherwise, you will be unable to get it by pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud.

Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, he would have entered the core leadership of the country. Zhou Long smiled, raised his neck, and swallowed a glass of wine with a gulp.

"Mr. Zhou, it's not good!" Zhou Long was pouring wine when Wang Zhijun rushed in.

"What happened?" Seeing Wang Zhijun's pale face, Zhou Long's heart was also awake, and a bad premonition arose.

"I don't know what happened, Quan Yun's madman like to raise all the staff in the county government and head straight to the Hao family mansion in the city, as if saying that Hao Zongyi colluded with bandits and had a bad intention!" Wang Zhijun stuttered.

"Absurd!" Zhou Long stood up suddenly, "Hao Zongyi's only son Hao Jiaguo died at the hands of bandits. Others may collude with bandits, but he won't."

"But sir..." Wang Zhijun looked at Zhou Long, but he didn't finish a word.

Looking at Wang Zhijun's expression, Zhou Long calmed down in an instant. Yes, it doesn't matter whether Hao Zongyi colluded with bandits. Whoever controls Shayang County can identify anyone who colluded with bandits, even himself, is no exception. What's important is why they attack Hao Zongyi.

Something happened! It was exposed! These two sentences flashed through Zhou Long's mind. Since they dared to attack Hao Zongyi, it only means one thing. Yu Dashan, whom he sent out to the city, must have fallen into the other party's hands.

He sat down slowly, picked up the wine pot, and poured wine into his mouth. It turned out that there was only a little distance between heaven and hell. In the blink of an eye, all his previous beautiful ideas had come to nothing. Now it is time to consider his retreat.

"Sir, go quickly!" Wang Zhijun said repeatedly.

"Go? Where to go?" Zhou Long looked at Wang Zhijun, "I am an official sent by the court, a dignified censor. Even if his surname is Liu, he dares to do anything to me in Shayang. Do you want to rebel?"

Wang Zhijun smiled bitterly, "Sir, you don't know Mr. Liu."

As he was talking, a follower outside ran in, "Sir, Mr. Liu, and the four masters of Shayang County, have come here."

Zhou Long was stunned and looked at Wang Zhijun, "It seems that you really want you to say it. He really wasn't going to let me go. He was so brave. Hum, Hum."

Wang Zhijun could still laugh when he saw Zhou Long laughing, thinking that Zhou Long was a little stunned, "Sir, this is Shayang County. They should do whatever they want. Now, what should they do?"

"What should I do?" Zhou Long glanced at Wang Zhijun, "Just because they still wanted to stop me, I would leave as long as I wanted, but when I came back, no one of these people would want to live."

"Sir, there must be no evidence now?" Wang Shengjun sighed.

"Yu Dashan took away one, but I still have one here. I was just in case, but I really didn't expect it to be used." Zhou Long sneered, "You walked through the back door and waited for me to come back peacefully. I didn't want to break up with them, but now, I can't blame me."

Wang Zhijun watched Zhou Long walk into the bedroom, and after a moment, he had already changed his clothes. He was holding a sword in his hand. Usually he could see him hanging the sword around his waist, but he just thought it was a kind of vanity that the censor showed his martial arts. But now, when he saw Zhou Long pulling out his sword, and when he shook his hand, the long sword buzzed and a cold light kept wandering on the sword. The tip of the sword actually spewed out the sword light, and Wang Zhijun couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhou Long pushed open the door and walked out. No one knew that he, an imperial official, was a level 9 master. The reason why he was so unshakable was because he knew that there was no one in Shayang County who could stop him. As far as he knew, in Shayang County, the one with the highest martial arts skills should be Liu Bao, the butler of Mr. Liu, who was only at the peak of level 8.

But the peak of level 8 is also level 8, which is only a short difference from level 9, but if you really want to start, it will be a huge difference.

He walked out of the gate and down the stairs. When he came to the yard, the gate of the yard opened. Old Master Liu looked at Zhou Long with a smile on his crutch.

"Mr. Zhou, are you leaving? You are not going to say goodbye to your master?"

Zhou Long laughed: "Master, there is only one master of Shayang County, that is His Majesty the Emperor. Zhou is an official of Dayue, and he is paid the salary of Dayue. He should be an official of Dayue, and he should be his order. He should come when he comes, and he should leave when he leaves."

"I thought you were going to say it was Zhang Zuoxiang." Old Master Liu's smile remained unabated, "It seems you also know that Zhang Zuoxiang's words are not effective for us now. Liu Bao."

Liu Bao waved his hand and walked into the group of people outside. One of them pulled a bag and walked into the yard, shook the bag open, and five bodies were shaken to the ground.

"Yu Dashan is a court official, and you dare to intercept and kill him. It seems that you really want to rebel. Mr. Liu, you have added another one to your own crime." A cold light flashed in Zhou Long's eyes.

"That is the evidence that can be sent to the imperial case. As long as it cannot be sent to the emperor, who knows that I have killed the officials of Dayue?" Old Master Liu smiled and said, "Everyone, do you think so?"

Behind them, everyone from the four major families burst into laughter.

"It seems you want to stay even me?" Zhou Long said.

"Of course. Lord Zhou, since you are here, don't leave. The Feng Shui of Shayang County is good. I will choose a Feng Shui treasure land for Lord Zhou, which is guaranteed to be a good place for your descendants and a great burial for you." Old Master Liu smiled.

"Just you, you want to stop me? Do you want to stop Liu Bao?" Zhou Long held the sword and walked forward slowly, staring at Liu Bao beside Old Master Liu.

But Liu Baoju then took a few steps back.

Zhou Long was stunned. It turned out to be Mr. Liu.

"It seems that Hao Zongyi was really confused by the pain of losing his son. He actually forgot to tell you this. Mr. Liu is the number one master in Shayang County." Behind him, Huang Xi laughed: "Master Zhou, you are a level nine master. We are naturally not opponents, but don't think that level nine masters can run rampant in Shayang County. What are you?"

Zhou Long's face turned cold. Looking at the gray-haired Old Master Liu in front of him, he knew that he had miscalculated. Not only did he miscalculated, but he also miscalculated the left prime minister. The old man in front of him was hiding very deeply.

I am afraid that I will not fight hard today, and I will really fall into Shayang County, which I didn't take seriously. I took a deep breath, and a long roar in my hand, and the tip of the sword suddenly spewed out a long sword light. The sword light flashed, and the yard was filled with sword light in an instant.

Except for Old Master Liu, everyone quickly withdrew from the yard. Liu Bao waved his hand and the servants who were already ready to be on the periphery rushed up one after another, surrounded the inn rows, pulled the bowstrings with long bows, and pointed them in front of him.

The Liu family has always made perfect plans for doing things. Even if they think the old man is absolutely sure, they are still prepared for the worst. If Zhou Long escapes, these sharp arrows can stop him for a moment, and everyone outside can rush up. I believe that even if he can stand out, he will definitely suffer a serious injury. The person led by Liu Bao is not without hope of taking him.

In the yard, violent collisions and roars sounded from time to time, but the sounds were all made by Zhou Long, but Old Master Liu did not make a sound.

With a rumbling sound, the courtyard wall in front suddenly collapsed, and smoke and dust rose everywhere. There was no sound in the yard that was still fighting fiercely. In the smoke and dust, Liu Bao was surprised to see that Old Master Liu fell into a mess among the broken bricks and rocks all over the ground in a little embarrassed manner. He struggled for a few times but did not get up.

He rushed over immediately and helped Master Liu up, but there was no figure of Zhou Long in front of him. He opened his eyes wide and looked into the courtyard. There was nothing. His eyes moved forward. Finally, he saw that in the lobby of the inn, he was lying quietly on the ground, still holding the long sword tightly in his hand.

Old Master Liu coughed and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, which made Liu Bao thrilled.

"I'm old, really old!" Old Master Liu shook his head slowly, reached into his arms, took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, Huang Xi on the side found Old Master Liu's crutches from the ruins, and the dark crutches were covered with sword marks.

"Master Quan." While wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Quan, the governor of Shayang County behind the crowd: "Write a memorial to the court. The heavy snow in Shayang County caused a disaster. Lord Zhou was concerned about the victims and ran around the front line of disaster relief day and night. He was tired and the wind and cold entered his body, and he was seriously ill without hesitation."

"Is anyone convinced of this?" Huang Xi murmured at the ruins all over the ground.

Old Master Liu smiled slightly: "Someone believes it, of course there will be people who believe it. Even Yang Zuoxiang will believe it." (To be continued.)
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