That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 413 Only One Mr. Xu
Earlier, because Feng Lang was blocking the way alone, a group of onlookers stood in the distance to watch the excitement, and even because the Daoshu Workshop was adjacent to the Qunxian Workshop, many monks came here after hearing the news, and mixed with the crowd Among them, it is just that Jianzong's recent power and influence are just on the sidelines.

When this stunning woman appeared, the field suddenly fell silent.

Ordinary people are mostly amazed by the woman's appearance, while the monks are afraid of the woman's status.

Since Mr. Xu "Jun's Landing" in Jiangdu, the status of the entire Jianzong has risen accordingly, especially his junior sister Wu Yu, who is well known to everyone, although someone with good deeds gave her the nickname "Yu Meiren" , but it does not mean that anyone can easily provoke her.

Wu Yu said indifferently: "It's really a great official authority. A small head from the fifth rank dares to represent the court? Then where do you put Lan Xiangye and Han Ge old? Say something disrespectful, Have you ever put His Majesty in your eyes?"

In terms of hating, Wu Yu, who was born in an official family, has been influenced by his ears since childhood, so he may not be worse than these official sons.

As soon as Wu Yu's words came out, there was an uproar around. Some people had long disliked these foreigners with a northern accent, but no one came forward. Now that Wu Yu appeared, one side was a picturesque fairy, and the other side He is a playboy who bullies others, so it goes without saying who he should favor.

Young Master Folding Fan was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "My lady, of course I can't represent the imperial court, but I am an official ordered by the imperial court..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Yu interrupted: "Don't talk about your own official, you really think you are from the imperial capital and you are superior in everything? What is a small official from the fifth rank? It is the steward of Qiutai. Even without looking at you, I can tell you clearly that you are nothing in the capital, and you are nothing after you come to Jiangdu."

Young Master Folding Fan suffocated suddenly, and then said with a smile: "What a big tone, I want to see how you don't take me seriously?"

Wu Yu raised his left hand and said calmly, "I've seen a lot of low-level people like you."

Before he finished speaking, a clear and crisp slap sounded, and then he saw a clear bright red palm print on the right cheek of Mr. Folding Fan, and blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at Wu Yu, his eyes seemed to want to devour someone.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't see how Wu Yu made a move.

The master humiliated the minister to death, and the two first-rank guards could not remain indifferent when they saw this scene. The sword was unsheathed, and the man with the sword protected Young Master Folding Fan, while the man with the knife yelled and rushed towards Wu Yu.

But before he got close to three feet in front of Wu Yu, no less than three long swords pierced his body, namely between the eyebrows, throat, heart, and lower abdomen, and he died instantly beyond death.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Folding Fan's face was ashen, as if a woman who does not eat fireworks turned her head away, the young man who was the leader frowned slightly, as for the surrounding people, some people had already slipped away quietly, for fear of getting into trouble .

Wu Yu didn't even look at the body that was still running forward. He looked at the folding fan boy whose face changed slightly, and said calmly, "Let's go now, and I can let the past go."

The previous man in Confucian shirt said bitterly: "How dare you kill imperial soldiers without authorization, don't you want to rebel!?"

Wu Yu was neither surprised nor afraid. He smiled and turned to the army and said: "You said that the imperial court soldier is the imperial court soldier? I also said that he is a remnant of the rebellious party who plots evil. You are harboring rebels, and you want to rebel?"

The man in the Confucian shirt turned red, "In broad daylight, the world is bright and bright, how dare you turn black and white like this, don't tell me Jiangdu doesn't have half of the king's law?"

Wu Yu sneered and said: "You keep slandering Jiangdu, I think you are the one who has evil intentions, and intends to frame and slander Jiangdu's third yamen, I think it is right to send you to the yamen of the third division of Jiangdu for punishment and procuratorate."

There was a lot of whispering around, I saw this man in Confucian shirt talking to the imperial court before, he was really righteous and awe-inspiring, but now he was choked up when he met Miss Wu, and everyone in the audience felt a bad breath .

At this moment, the young man who was playing with the jasper pendant finally took a step forward.

As soon as he stepped forward, no matter whether it was the man in the Confucian shirt or the young man with the folding fan, they all stepped back.

The young son looked directly at Wu Yu, and said calmly: "You are that beautiful woman Wu Yu? I know that your father is the chief envoy of Qizhou. Make a step when it's time to make a step, and don't get yourself burned."

Wu Yu's complexion changed slightly. A young man who can ignore the governor of Yizhou, whose family background is no worse than Duanmuyu's, might be a character who can wrestle with Xu Beiyou.

It's just that Wu Yu couldn't figure it out, which family's son had such a big tone?Now the Blue Party is powerful, but Lanyu has no children and grandchildren, and the heirs of other Blue Party bosses have not yet made such a big statement, and they will not go to Jiangnan to play wild. Who doesn't know that Jiangnan is the old man of Han Ge territory?

But Wu Yu didn't flinch, and said slowly: "I don't care which family you belong to, I only know that this is Jiangdu."

The man smiled and said, "What a Jiangdu."

Wu Yu said calmly, "Jiangdu is not the imperial capital."

The young son wrote lightly: "You said just now that you didn't know which family I belong to, so I will tell you now that my surname is Xu, and my name is Yi. The current empress is my aunt. Do you know?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the onlookers gasped. At this time, even the monks did not dare to continue watching, for fear that the gods would fight with mortals and suffer disaster.

Although the Xu family has gone through several twists and turns, and the two generations of patriarchs Xu Lin and Xu Yan passed away successively, they are still special existences that cannot be avoided in the court.

Since ancient times, eunuchs and relatives have been the two dignitaries that cannot be ignored in the court. Now the eunuchs are headed by Zhang Baisui, who is known as the inner minister, and his power is evident. Although the Xu family, the relatives, has not made much noise in the court over the years , but perhaps because of his self-discipline, he has been rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor many times over the years, which should not be underestimated.

Wu Yu stared at Mr. Xu who came from the imperial capital, held his sword tightly, and said softly, "So it's Mr. Xu."

Xu Yi said indifferently: "Actually, I can also call myself my king, but since Miss Wu calls me Mr. Xu, then it must be Mr. Xu."

Wu Yu's whole body was full of sword energy, almost as real.

If it is the essence, it is the realm of human immortality.

Xu Yi frowned lightly at first, then relaxed a little, and said softly: "I heard Zhao Tinghu mention you as a poppies a long time ago. When I saw you today, you are really beautiful, but this temperament still needs to be trained. Only then can we get better.”

At the beginning, he was almost kidnapped by Zhao Tinghu, and Wu Yu regarded it as a great humiliation in his life, and he was deeply ashamed. At this time, when Xu Yi mentioned Zhao Tinghu, he almost touched Wu Yu's inverse scale. ?She put her thumb against the sword and pushed forward lightly. The three-foot Qingfeng in her hand was more than an inch out of the sheath, and the sword energy and sword intent were full again. She sneered: "Call you Mr. Xu, you really think of yourself as Xu son?"

Xu Yi was slightly taken aback, as if she didn't understand the meaning of Wu Yu's words.

Wu Yu said softly: "There is only one Mr. Xu in Jiangdu."

After the words fell, all the swordsmen drew their swords out of their sheaths, and the light of the swords swayed into a sword formation.

(End of this chapter)