That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 40

Xu Beiyou held his hand subconsciously, thinking for a long time, "Mr. said that everything in the world is nothing more than a word of profit. The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the world's hustle and bustle is for profit. Master is in the secular world, so naturally he cannot escape." Out of this pattern. The word '利' is not gold or silver, but what you want, and if you understand what Master wants, you can roughly guess what Master will do."

Gongsun Zhongmou looked at his apprentice in surprise, "Go ahead."

Xu Beiyou let go of the evil spirit in his hand, and said in a more emphatic tone: "Master's request is nothing more than the family and the sect. It is the imperial court that destroys the Gongsun family, and it is the Daoist sect that overthrows the Jianzong. But these two are the two largest mountains in the world. It is difficult for a sword fairy like Master to surpass them by himself, let alone overthrow them, so Master needs to contact more like-minded people, as for who they are, this is Master's biggest secret."

Gongsun Zhongmou sighed: "Although you didn't hit all the marks, you are not far away. You are really good at Beiyou."

Xu Beiyou froze for a moment, "Master and sir taught me well."

Gongsun Zhongmou shook his head and said, "You can't carve rotten wood, and you can't make a wall with dung. If you don't grow up yourself, no matter how we teach you, it's useless."

Xu Beiyou was a little surprised.

Then there was a brief silence between the two.

Xu Beiyou suddenly sighed, and exclaimed: "Is the emperor and general Xiangning kind?"

This is a sentence said by the woman riding Sa Luzi. At that time, Xu Beiyou didn't understand it. After more than a month, Xu Beiyou has already understood the profound meaning of it.

Gongsun Zhongmou said indifferently: "There is no such thing as a general, and a man should be self-reliant. Duanmu Yu can have today's power because his father, Duanmu Ruisheng, followed Xiao Yu to fight in the north and south decades ago. Your father didn't give you a tour of the north. To save such a family business, you can only rely on yourself."

Xu Beiyou gave a heavy hum, and looked up at the starry sky above his head.

No wind or rain tonight.

What a brilliant star.

——The night was dark, but the former Xiliang Governor's Mansion was brightly lit.

Lu Chen, the head of the Northwest Dark Guard Mansion, finally arrived in Xiliang Prefecture, and met with the tenth-ranked Runner King among the chief deacons of the Demon Palace in Daomen Town tonight.

The loss of the Northwest Dark Guard Mansion was the worst in 20 years. First, the Dark Guard Division of the Central Capital was almost completely annihilated. The inner guards who came, and then Gu Yan and his party were killed, causing Lu Chen to lose two confidantes one after another within a month.

But these things hurt Lu Chen at most. What really hurts is that the two chief deacons who defected from the Demon Town Palace also died in this turmoil. Put Lu Chen in a dilemma.

Lu Chen had to bite the bullet and come to Xiliangzhou to deal with the mess.

Fortunately, the person who came from the Taoist sect this time is the king of the moderate faction in the Temple of Demon Suppression, and there is still something to talk about.

Today, not everyone is eligible to enter the main hall of the Xiliang Governor's Mansion, not even the chief envoy of Xiliang Prefecture.

At this time, there were only a few people in the main hall, Zhuanlun Wang, Ye Zui, Lu Chen, and a "middleman" Li Jinge, the head of the Xiliang General Family.

The fact that Li Jinge will become a middleman does not mean that he can influence the decisions of the Town Demon Palace and the hidden guards. Although he is the leading figure in the Xiliang Prefecture, but in the officialdom, people always go for tea. After retreating from the top, the influence is not as good as before, and now it is only limited to the land of Xiliang, which is irrelevant to the Town Demon Palace and the Dark Guard Mansion.

The fundamental reason is that he can talk to both sides. The old head of the Li family in Xiliang once served in the dark guard for a period of time. He is half of the old man of the dark guard. He was an old acquaintance with this wheel-running king.

Before Jiazi, Xiao Yu was still a small person at that time, kicked out of the house by his father, relying on his wife, with an army of only a few thousand people under him, struggling to survive among several major forces.Coincidentally, Xiao Yu's father-in-law Grassland Khan King Lin Yuan passed away, and he was involved in the internal strife of his wife's family. In that internal strife, Xiao Yu used his wife's name to integrate part of his father-in-law's old tribe, and took his own step to fight for world hegemony. first step.

As Xiao Yu grew stronger step by step, he came into the sight of the Taoist sect.

Daomen stood on Xiao Yu's side, while Jianzong stood on the side of the old concubine.

The final result was that Xiao Yu and Daomen defeated the old concubine and Jianzong, and Xiao Yu inherited his father-in-law's throne and became the master of the grassland.

At that time, Gongsun Zhongmou, the head of Jianzong on the grassland, left the grassland sadly, and did not set foot on the grassland for another 20 years.

It was at that time that Li Jinge and Zhuanlun Wang met.

At that time, Li Jinge was just a corporal leader, and King Zhuanlun was just an ordinary inner disciple of Taoism.

Now eighty years old, Li Jinge is tall and tall, his haggard face still retains the majesty of the past, and he is leaning on an ebony crutch in his hand. In terms of physical condition alone, he is definitely worthy of the word "old and vigorous".

He saw Queen Zhuanlun let out a series of angry laughter, as if she wanted to overturn the old Xiliang Governor's Mansion, every wrinkle and crevice on the old face exuded a strange brilliance, "I haven't seen it for decades!" See, you are still the same as before."

The Wheel-Running King got up from his seat, opened his hands like a prairie man, and said with a smile, "You have changed a lot. The young man who could drill into the belly of a horse back then is now an old man with a cane."

After the two embraced with the old etiquette, Li Jinge shook his head and sighed: "Time is not forgiving."

At this time, Lu Chen, who was sitting opposite the King of the Wheel, had also got up, bowed his hands and said, "Mr. Li."

Li Jinge looked at Lu Chen, the smile on his face never diminished, "Lord Lu is a rare visitor, this time I come to Xiliangzhou, I must let this old man do his best to be a landlord."

Lu Qian smiled and said, "Definitely, definitely."

The old fox Li Jinge who has cultivated to become a master will naturally not forget the young man Ye Zui. The Ye family has been passed down for thousands of years. There has been a sword sect master and two Buddhist heads. Today's Taoist master is the current Ye family master Ye's uncle, and the Ye family has been friends with the Xiao family of the current royal family for many years. It can be called the first-class high-ranking family in the world, far better than the Duanmu family and other upstarts.

So even if Ye Zui is just one of the many Ye family sons who lost power in the family struggle, it is worthwhile for Li Jinge to show a smile and speak just right. It is inevitable to have a good impression of the old man.

This is the old man's ability to grasp people's hearts after decades of honing, and it can't be learned by reading a few books.

After exchanging pleasantries, Li Jinge, as the middleman, finally restrained his smile, and said in a deep voice: "Back then, the head teacher and Emperor Taizu met at the Biluo Lake Debate Conference in the grassland. Lord, the three of them founded the Northwest Foundation together, and only then will the world return to the heart and aspire to the top of the domain in the future, so whether it is the family or the court, in fact, they are all their own people, why should they make things difficult for their own people?"

The old man paused for a while, his eyes swept over everyone in the room, but he did not linger on anyone, and continued: "Not long ago, Chonglong Temple in Zhongdu was wiped out by people. What the government has done, in the eyes of the old man, is completely nonsense, it is slander, it is because some people think that the Emperor Taizu has passed away, they can do whatever they want, and want to provoke the relationship between the imperial court and the Daoist sect."

Junlun King crossed his snow-white hands and fingers on his chest, and said softly: "The remnants of the Sword Sect."

Lu Chen said calmly: "It may also be the remnants of the White Lotus Sect. They are best at confusing the public and framing people."

Li Jinge continued to control the direction of the conversation, his voice was like weapons intersecting, clanging and deafening, "The imperial court and the Daoist sect are friends, and they are our own people. Whether it is the remnants of the White Lotus Sect or the remnants of the Sword Sect, they are all our enemies. Decades ago, They were trampled under our feet, and decades later, they will also be unable to stand up."

(End of this chapter)