The sect leader went to Yuzhou in person... He had not done anything in person for at least fifteen years.

Jianli closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had only one thought in his heart... He really wanted to go with the sect leader.

With his martial arts reaching such a height, there are few people who can help him. There is no doubt that the sect leader is one of them.

But the sect leader will not give him any advice. The only chance is to see

Go to the sect leader to take action.

On the other hand, before dawn, Cao Lie and his team found an opportunity to leave the reed marsh and sneak towards Lingshan County.

In such a chaotic world, everyone seems to be wondering which one will come first, tomorrow or death.

Only a few people can determine the fate of others, and these few people will be called various titles.

No matter how different or complicated these names are, they can actually be expressed in three words.

Big man.

There are big figures everywhere, big figures in big cities call for the wind and rain, and big figures in small places are rampant.

People with different identities naturally have different big names in their eyes.

In a village, in the eyes of the people, the village chief is a big shot.

What if it was in the capital of Dachu?

In this world's most powerful city, there are great people in all walks of life. They are incredible and will be greeted with countless admiration and awe-inspiring eyes when walking on the street.

In places like the capital of Dachu, every big shot in the industry is worth paying attention to. This was once the center of power, but now it is not.

This used to be the center of the world, but it is still here.

In Daxing City, these big men live a life that everyone envies all day long, with their bright clothes and horses majestic.

The capital city has a very deep mixture of fish and dragons in all walks of life. Those who can become big names in every industry are equivalent to a prince under the light.

But the princes of the country also have the big man they think they think is, and the big man is also in awe of that big man.

When mentioning this person's name, he always carries a sacred tone.

This great man who made many princes in the side fear him is called Fang Zhuhou.

Three carriages stopped at the door of a pawnshop, and there were at least hundreds of guards around the three carriages.

And these people are all visible on the surface. In the dark, the guards arranged are at least five times that on the surface.

The guards looked gloomy in their faces, and they seemed to be flashing light under dark clouds in their eyes, and ordinary people dared not look at their eyes.

A young man with a handsome look, wearing a brocade dress and a cloak, walked to the door of the pawn shop under the protection of several guards.

The elementary apprentice stood behind the high counter and saw a guest arrive, and quickly shouted.

“A guest is here.”

The shopkeeper holding the teapot then walked slowly from behind and looked at the young man in a brocade dressed in a cloak, his face changed.

The young man's demeanor made him feel a little nervous.

The young man walked to the front of the counter and reached out to the entourage. The entourage quickly took a jade token and put it in his palm. He placed the jade token on the counter: "Look."

Today is also idle, so the shopkeeper is here in person, and several Chaofengs have to be with him carefully.

When he saw the jade token, the shopkeeper took it over and took a look. After only one look, his face turned pale immediately.

He quickly opened the door, came out from behind the high platform, and respectfully handed the jade plaque back to the young man in brocade clothes with both hands.

The shopkeeper leaned over and said, "Please atone for your sins. I don't know that the lord came from the palace. If you have any instructions, the lord just say it."

The young man said, "My name is Zhen Xiaodao, have you heard of it?"

The shopkeeper's face became even more frightened and his body lowered: "I've heard it, I've heard it."

The young man nodded, "It's good to hear it. The nobles in the palace want to see Fang Zhuhou and know that you know him, so they want you to help him find him."

The shopkeeper was so scared that he shivered, lowered his head and said, "Caomin has only seen him once, indeed..."

Zhen Xiaodao, the eunuch general manager of Shiyuan Palace, snorted: "I need me to tell you who I am? If you are not stupid, you should be able to guess it."

He looked back at the three carriages parked by the roadside: "The noble man is waiting in the car, I can't see him today

Fang Zhuzhu, nobles will not return to the palace, so..."

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "I'll try it, I can only say that I'm going to try it."

Zhen Xiaodao nodded: "Go, there will be news later, just go to the carriage and horse to report."

The shopkeeper responded quickly and hurriedly left the pawnshop.

Among many mythological stories, the Central Plains will be protected and protected by God.

According to those mythological stories, the guardian gods from all directions of the Central Plains are called the Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

They guard all directions and cleanse evil spirits.

But these are myths and legends after all. There is no such protection of the gods in all directions in the world. The people have heard of the legends, but no one has seen them.

There is also a patron saint in the world of Daxing City. Many people know his name, but they have never seen him.

Zhen Xiaodao returned to the carriage and leaned over and said, "Your Majesty, you have already gone to find it."

Emperor Yang Jing of the Great Chu sat in the carriage and said, looking at the notebook in his hand... it was not a book, but a record.

This record began shortly after he ascended the throne and became emperor, to be precise, after Jiannu went north.

What is recorded in this book is not a story, it is as curious as those mythological stories.

Even if he is the emperor.

Three years ago, the rebel Yang Xuanji sent someone to sneak into Daxing City and prepare to assassinate Emperor Yang Jing, and the person sent was a top master.

On a rainy night, the assassin sneaked into the Shiyuan Palace and was even less than ten feet away from the East Study Room, and was discovered by the masters of the inner room.

In that battle, dozens of masters from the inner court were killed, and Hui Chunqiu, the commander of the inner guard, was pierced by a string of piano and almost died.

A year and a half ago, a group of assassins of unknown origin set up an ambush while the emperor was on tour. They were proficient in hidden art and the team passed by without even notice. When the imperial chariot passed, the assassins suddenly emerged from the hidden place, and two of them boarded the imperial chariot.

Three days ago, the people sent by the thief Li Brother Hu lurked in Daxing City and took action on the way back to the palace when the emperor patrols the city defense camp.

Among them were two first-class masters, Hui Chunqiu, the commander of the Great Inner Guard, barely blocked one of them, and the other pointed his sword at the emperor's throat.

These three times were the three closest time the emperor had to die.

The reason why the emperor did not die was because someone suddenly appeared to save the emperor.

That time three years ago, he slapped the assassin who sneaked into the Shiyuan Palace with his palm, so that the assassin did not even dare to fight back and quickly ran away.

That time a year and a half ago, two assassins who climbed the imperial chariot were blown open in front of the emperor's eyes, and the two teacups that exploded their heads flew out of the roadside teahouse.

Three days ago, when the two assassins sent by Li Brother Hu, the great thief in Jiangnan, were about to succeed, one of them came here.

With one palm breaking the two swords, the two swords broke at the same time. The two men turned around and ran away. One of them ran seven feet and was pointed behind by someone, and the other one ran fifteen feet and was also pointed behind by someone.

This person is Fang Zhuhou.

The god in the Daxing City River and Lake is also called the god in the Dachu River and Lake.

The emperor put the notebook aside and closed his eyes to rest. After a long time, he suddenly asked: "Xiaodao, will he be willing to leave Daxing City for me?"

Zhen Xiaodao leaned over and said, "He is also a citizen of Great Chu. What does Your Majesty ask him to do? Naturally..."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor slowly said, "If he refuses, I will ask him."

Zhen Xiaodao was shocked.

The carriage was parked near the pawn shop, and on the other side of the road, next to it was a small tavern.

A middle-aged man in a blue shirt sat in a wine shop with two plates of vegetarian dishes on the table and a pot of warm wine.

He turned his head and looked at the carriage, then sighed softly.

"Maybe I shouldn't have been too much trouble in the first place."
Chapter completed!