Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 2, half way

"Your Majesty..." An old eunuch whispered a few words into Emperor Chu's ear, and Emperor Chu's anger subsided a little.

The Emperor of Chu said loudly: "Pass down the order! If anyone can get back the treasure of the country, I will make him the commander of the Xuanjia Army!"

The southern border of Western Chu.

Jiang Wangsheng was holding a bamboo stick, and the wind was blowing from the soles of his feet, like a flying bird passing through the snow. If Feng Xu was riding the wind, he saw a tea shop by the side of the road, so he fell to the ground and called out: "Boss, bring a pot of tea."

Wrapped in black shirts, the two men, a man and a woman, drank tea and talked calmly, showing vigilance when they saw the young man's light work.

The man looked at the young man at the next table, and secretly said: "I can't detect his internal strength, but his lightness kung fu is very good." He glanced at the woman beside him.

The woman asked in a low voice: "Could it be that they came to arrest us?"

"No, don't worry, Junior Sister." The man squeezed out a smile and hugged the woman.

"We were discovered by the old eunuch and exposed our family's kung fu. They must have never imagined that we would do the opposite and borrow from the Southern Tang Dynasty."

The woman is still worried, "But."

The man patted her, took out a pack of medicine from his bosom, hid it in his sleeve, walked to the place where the tea was brewed, and quietly poured all the white powder into the tea.

"My lord, what can you do?" The owner of the tea shop smiled obsequiously when he saw this person coming.

The man smiled faintly, took out an ingot of silver and put it on the table, "One more pot of tea."

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Jiang Wangsheng brought a volume of novels with him, read it for a while, and then the tea arrived, regardless of the water temperature, he gulped down it.

One cup after another, it didn't take long to drink it clean.

Seeing this, a man and a woman smiled knowingly, got up and left.

miles away.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "Brother, you still have a way."

"You are too suspicious." The man comforted.

Suddenly, the two stopped and looked ahead in horror.

On the tree beside the station, a young man stepped on a light branch, holding a bamboo stick, and looked at the two of them playfully.

"You, how is that possible?"

The young man said angrily: "You give poison, anesthetic, that's all. But why do you take laxatives?"

As he spoke, his body trembled slightly, he took a breath of air, and let out a cry of pain.

With his skill, he can be invulnerable to all poisons.

But aphrodisiacs, laxatives and other things that tend to be medicinal, even he can't guard against them.

The woman looked at the man puzzled.

The man shrugged helplessly and said, "The medicine is all gone, only laxatives are left."

"The people of Dali Temple, suffer death!"

The two looked at each other, and at the same time violently, they drew their swords and attacked Jiang Wangsheng's face.

Jiang Wangsheng flew down, and the bamboo stick shook slightly.

"No, how could he be so fast?"

The two flew into the air, Jiang Wangsheng had already landed, the bamboo stick implying inner strength, penetrated into their acupoints, instantly destroying the inner strength in the meridians, like a sharp sword moving through the dantian.

Jiang Wangsheng said to himself: "I don't have the habit of killing people. If I abolish your martial arts, I can do it myself in the future."

"Who the hell is he? We two eighth-rank warriors, unexpectedly" a man and a woman collapsed to the ground, looking at each other helplessly.

Jiang Wangsheng smiled casually, and said leisurely: "My name is Jiang Wangsheng, the hopeful Wang, the Sheng who sings every night."

He approached the two of them, and they kept wriggling on the ground.

Jiang Wangsheng walked towards the woman, stared at her face, smiled lightly, and tapped the acupuncture points on her limbs to restrict her movement.

Jiang Wangsheng stretched out his sinful hands to her chest.
When the man beside him saw this, his eyes were like copper bells, and he roared hysterically: "Let go of your dirty hands, don't touch her! Otherwise, or I'll kill you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Wangsheng rolled his eyes, "I am a gentleman."

An upright gentleman can't stop his hands.

Jiang Wangsheng's hand reached into the woman's shirt, fumbled to the right, and touched something hard.

The woman wanted to cry but had no tears, so she could only moan helplessly.

"What's so precious, you're still protecting it." Jiang Wangsheng pulled out a bundle, opened it, and it was a box made of gold.

The young man relieved the woman's acupuncture point, turned and left.

Jiang Wangsheng's eyes lit up: "Good thing! When I go to Tianwang City and take him, it must be worth dozens of taels of silver."

He tapped lightly, "Hollow?"

With palm movement, Jiang Wangsheng pushed open the lid of the box, and what came into view was an ancient book with a blue cover. When he opened it, it was handwritten. When he glanced at it, he was sweating.

"The map of the frontier army's deployment, military formations, financial circulation, official performances, and more."

Jiang Wangsheng quickly closed it, put it in the box, and restored it to its original state.

He stared back at the two men who were limping and fleeing, and slandered: "Where did they get it? This is a serious crime of beheading."

Tianwang City, Jiangfu.

Jiang Wangsheng held the bamboo slip with one hand.It was presented by Leng Suxian when she entered the city, and all the news about Jiangfu was recorded on it.

Jiang Wangsheng has an older brother, Jiang Wanqiu, who is two years older than him.

His father reunited not long ago, and now his only remaining wife is Xue Minglan.

According to intelligence, Jiang Wanqiu is hardworking, modest and polite, has a wide range of friends, and has both civil and military skills.

Jiang Wangsheng's eyes stayed on Xue Minglan's intelligence department, and he said to himself: "This stepmother is actually from the Southern Tang Dynasty. Her surname is Xue, and she is suspected to be of the same family as the Southern Tang empress."

""The empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty was originally surnamed Xue, but later changed her name and surname, and threw herself into the palace.After gaining power, those who knew about it were either slaughtered or hidden. "

Jiang Wangsheng thought to himself: "Even the Tianji Pavilion can't be sure, it seems that Xichu doesn't know the identity and background of this Xue Minglan."

Jiang Wangsheng stared at the sky raptly, thinking about the way of maneuvering.

"Second young master, please." A maid stepped out gracefully.

Jiang Wangsheng saw that she was just a maid, but her facial features were pretty and polite, which made him curious about the family he hadn't seen in more than ten years.

The door of the mansion is opened, the beauty of the etiquette of the solemn gate is in sight, and after walking for dozens of steps, the corridor in the mansion is back, green trees and vines, fish swimming in the lotus pond, the natural good fortune and the human ghost ax seem to be combined into one.

Under the guidance of the maid, Jiang Wangsheng went to his father's study.

The maid bowed and saluted, and said softly, "Second young master, His Majesty suddenly summoned all the officials to court last night. But the master ordered the young master to wait for a while and come back soon."

"it is good."

Jiang Wangsheng opened the door and entered. He saw sandalwood as beams, crystal as lamps, and a six-foot-wide agarwood table. On it were valuable stationery such as wolf hair brushes and celadon brush washers.

Jiang Wangsheng thought in his mind, based on the monthly salary of a minister of the Ministry of War and the respect of ice and charcoal, can he buy so many expensive supplies?

"Fortunately, I'm not from Dali Temple, otherwise my father would have to be confiscated and put in." Jiang Wangsheng said to himself.

"What are you talking about?" A middle-aged man pushed the door open.

The visitor was dressed in a purple satin brocade pheasant robe and a crown on his head. He had an extraordinary bearing. He rolled his eyes at the young man and said, "What's the matter? You still want to put your father and I in prison?"

"No, it's not." Jiang Wangsheng giggled.

Jiang Kongliu patted Jiang Wangsheng, looked him up and down, fixed his eyes on his face, and smiled with relief, "It's grown so big."

"Remember, when you were taken away by your master, you were only a little older." The middle-aged man gestured with his hand, feeling rather sad, and murmured: "Now... I've grown up, and you're quite talented."

Jiang Kongliu looked into Jiang Wangsheng's eyes and said sincerely: "You look like your mother. Especially your eyes. By the way, how is your master recently?"

Jiang Wangsheng looked sad, "Master is gone."

When the middle-aged man heard the words, he didn't have any emotional fluctuations, he just said: "Master and apprentice, my condolences."

"At court today, all civil and military officials were scolded by His Majesty again." Jiang Kongliu sat down and covered his forehead, "The treasure of Western Chu was lost, involving military, political and financial power, and it took a long time to catch anyone."

Jiang Wangsheng knew in his heart that it was probably something he snatched.He unconsciously touched the thing in his arms.

"Sheng'er, these things are all given by others."

"That's still bribery." Jiang Wangsheng showed an expression of "I understand".

"Be careful!"

Jiang Kongliu stroked his sleeves, and said proudly: "My father is the servant of the Ministry of War. He has won His Majesty's trust and has made great achievements many times. Therefore, His Majesty bestowed these treasures."

"You have so many good things, isn't it the Minister of the Ministry of War?"

Jiang Kongliu said: "The Minister of the Ministry of War is the old general Yang Xiao who was born and died with the late emperor in the past. Now, His Majesty is worried about his health, so he has removed the military power and named him Minister. But I am in charge of handling the affairs of the Ministry of War."

Wang Sheng sat down by himself, "So, Your Majesty is worried that Old General Yang's prestige is quite high, and once he takes over the military power, he will be threatened?"

"You child." Jiang Kongliu said: "You are practicing in the mountains of Shu, why are you thinking so complicated? Old General Yang has saved the life of the late emperor and His Majesty. He is His Majesty's second father."

"In addition, the old prime minister, Chen Bangzhou, has made indelible contributions to the founding of the country, and is called the prime minister by His Majesty."

Jiang Wangsheng asked: "These two people have a great say in the court, if they reach a consensus, they can win His Majesty's orders."

Jiang Wangsheng took down a sword hanging on the wall, and was about to say something.

Jiang Kongliu said: "The name of this sword is Hou Yue, and it is the sword worn by the sword armor old man in his early days. Your elder brother always pesters me for it."

"Then why don't you give it to elder brother, you don't practice martial arts."

Jiang Kongliu turned his face, "What are you talking about? After all, as a father, he is also a fifth-rank martial artist. Although Wangcheng is not enough to look at today, he is also a master in the army."

Jiang Wangsheng drew his sword to look at it, and saw that the sword intent on it had not dissipated, and thought: "The meaning of wind and rain, which lasts for years, can indeed be called sword armor in this river and lake. But..."

"Father, the Spring and Autumn Sword House was founded by the old man Jianjia?" the young man asked.

"As far as the world is concerned, all the disciples of the old man in sword armor are like dragons."

Wang Sheng murmured in his heart: "According to the information of Tianji Pavilion, the swordsmanship of the disciples of Spring and Autumn Sword House is completely different from this. Why does this old man hide his disciples, it's too uninteresting."

Jiang Kongliu said with emotion: "This Hou Yuejian was a gift from Old General Yang, and I have treasured it for more than ten years." He stood up and said, "I have not fulfilled the responsibility of being a father in these years."

"Stop, stop, stop." Wang Sheng hurriedly said: "You are also a second-rank official, so we don't have to hug each other and cry when we recognize each other."

Jiang Kongliu laughed and scolded: "Who wants to cuddle with you and cry."

"Hold this Hou Yuejian, and carefully figure out the sword intent of the sword armor old man. One day, you can become a master like him." Jiang Kongliu said seriously.

(End of this chapter)