I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 86 I have a way in the Liao Kingdom, the risk is a bit greater...

Xue Muhua came up and said: "A few days ago, my master sent news that the master's death might be approaching, and he thought he couldn't just die silently, he wanted to fight to the death with XingXiu old monster."

"Master said that the time is only within two or three years, not next year, but the year after. At that time, the hero post will be widely distributed, and I hope that Hero Liu will come to Leigushan for a party."

Yang Gui looked at Xue Muhua and said with a smile: "It turns out that you learned the method of distributing hero posts widely from your master. You just send the invitations to Zhujiazhuang. Even if I don't go, someone else will go."

He came this time to cover up the identity of the Murong family, and he will not pretend to be Liu Neng when he goes out next time.

"Thank you, Master Liu!"

Yang Gui said to A'Zhu: "Miss A'Zhu, you understand the rules of Shen Yi Xue's healing. If you want him to take action, you must give him a martial arts secret book. You should show him the "Yi Jin Jing" on your body."

A'Zhu nodded, took out the Yi Jin Jing, and spread it out in front of everyone.

Everyone didn't understand Sanskrit, so they couldn't help being disappointed.

"Sigh, I can't understand this Shaolin Zhenpai secret book. No wonder the monks lost the Yi Jin Jing, and no one searched for it." A'Zhu regretted.

Xue Muhua also felt a little regretful, but when he thought of the "Nine Yin Manual", he felt happy again, "In this world, after all, there are man-made old monsters who live in the constellations. There is not much difference between reading the Yi Jin Jing and not reading it."

Qiao Feng's martial arts all came from Shaolin, he didn't expect too much from Shaolin martial arts, he was upright by nature, he didn't have any regrets about not being able to understand Yi Jin Jing.

On the contrary, Murong Fu was heartbroken, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

Although he now has Yang Gui as his assistant, and knows that martial arts is not the most important thing in the restoration of the country, years of collecting martial arts has made him, a philatelist, tickle like a cat's paw.

Of course Yang Gui learned it.

There is no such thing as a wall that cannot understand. His "Tong Xuan" skill allows him to communicate with humans who use any language, and it also allows him to understand any human characters.

But at this time, he has completed his avenue, and he doesn't need to learn any cheats alone, so he easily merged Yi Jin Jing into Guipai Qigong.

He called Qiao Feng and A'Zhu aside, pointed to the Yi Jin Jing and said: "There are traces of potion in this book, it should be written with the invisibility potion, and on it was written the Yi Jin Jing in Sanskrit, if you two don't mind, I would like to borrow it."

Since the "Shenzu Jing" has already arrived, there is no reason to let it go.

Yang Gui is their savior, Qiao Feng and A'Zhu have nothing to do with it, and even said that Murong Fu can watch it too.

Yang Gui asked Murong Fu to fetch water, which soaked the book, and the graphics originally written with the invisibility potion began to emerge.

"The Sutra of Desiring Samadhi Breaking and Accomplishing God's Foot".

"This... this is a divine skill!"

Other than Yang Gui, Qiao Feng had the deepest understanding of martial arts and the highest savvy, and he could tell at a glance that this was the supreme secret method of Buddhism.

"I'm healthy, I'm healthy!"

Murong Fu didn't learn the Yi Jin Jing just now, he heard that there is another exercise, he has been stealing it for a long time, so he desperately moved forward.

"It's really amazing!"

Murong Fu couldn't wait to learn how to do those yoga poses on the ground.

"Exit."

Relying on the fact that Yang Gui has a panel recording, he does not suffer back pain while standing and talking.

This is the first time he has come into contact with the orthodox Zen Buddhism of Chinese Buddhism, and it is novel.

It's just that there is a faint hostility hidden inside, it doesn't matter at 01:30, if there are more than a dozen or even dozens of waves, it will do great harm to the body.

Yang Gui's Niwan Palace was beating, and the "God" easily suppressed the hostility.

"It seems that this is what the sweeping monk said must be resolved with Buddhism."

Yang Gui knew in his heart that the bald donkeys spoke morally and compassionately, but their hands were sinister and vicious. This kind of conflict of right and wrong would of course feed back to him, unless he used a kind of spiritual power to lead the two forces, so that instead of harming himself, it would be even more powerful.

The so-called practice of Buddhism is the same as Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng's practice of special effects martial arts. They use the power of religion to cultivate the "god" in Niwan Palace.

This is also the reason why Xiao Feng and his son, Murong Bo, Jiumozhi, and Xiaoyao's three elders have reached the peak of this world's internal energy, but the sweeping monk still treats them like children playing around.

Just like Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng far surpassed the level of Wujue back then, because besides their internal strength, they also have another stronger force, which is naturally stronger.

Yang Gui took out two secret books, stuffed them into Qiao Feng's hands, and said, "Qiao Feng, I have obtained two copies of your magic skills. In return, I will also give you two copies of secret books."

Qiao Feng wanted to give in at first, but when he saw the cover, "Nine Suns Manual" and "Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill", after flipping through two pages, his heart was even more shocked, and he didn't bother to refuse for a while.

When he raised his head again, Yang Gui and Murong Fu had already gone a long way.

Qiao Feng was a generous and heroic person, and he said to A'Zhu: "Today, I have a lot of gratitude for this one. If we meet him in the future, we must repay him well."

A'Zhu was not in the mood to listen to what Qiao Feng was saying, and leaned into his arms with a smile on his face.

Yang Gui and Murong Fu rushed back to Zhujiazhuang.

Zhu Wenlong came to report, and things went smoothly unexpectedly.

The status of military generals in the Song Dynasty was extremely low. Even if they reached the level of Di Qing and Yue Fei, they were nothing more than ants and lackeys who were killed by civil officials.

This is still the regular army.

The local hooligans who committed crimes in ordinary times were uniformly exiled into the army. This is the army of bandits, and the official name is Xiangjun.

Think about it, a group of hooligans, scholars and farmers who have committed crimes, gathered together, with a total of several million establishments, and half of the empty salary, the main content of the usual work is waterproofing, repairing holes in mud tiles, carpentry, and oppressing the people.

As far as the fighting power of this group is concerned, it's no wonder that even Liangshan's gang of stinky thieves couldn't beat them later.

The generals were depressed, the soldiers were mixed with fish and dragons, and everyone was dawdling together. This situation greatly provided the soil for the breeding of corruption.

Under the continuous silver offensive of the Chai family, the troops stationed in Daming Mansion and surrounding towns were soon corrupted. Not only did they turn a blind eye to the seriously overstaffed illegal armed forces in Zhujiazhuang, they even provided some excuses to support them.

They even took out the ordnance in the army and resold it.

Not to mention armor and swords, even bed crossbows and battering rams can be resold.

The military commander thought that putting them in the warehouse would turn them into ashes, and they would all be snatched away by the Liao army in a real war. It would be better to let them play a little bit of waste heat and benefit the master.

Anyway, a lot will be robbed every year, and it will be enough to report the battle damage at that time.

Yang Gui was quite satisfied. Sure enough, this Zhu Wenlong looked stupid and rough, but as long as he drew up the rules and regulations for him, his execution ability was not weak.

"Xiaofu, come with me, let's go to Nanjing in Liao Kingdom."

Nanjing in the Liao Kingdom is the old Sijiu city in the future, and it was full of authentic metropolises in the Yuan Dynasty.Although Daming Mansion was called Beijing by the Song Dynasty, it is not the same thing as the authentic capital in the future.

Fortunately, Daming Mansion is located near Handan, not far from Nanjing of Liao Kingdom. Yang Gui and Murong Fu arrived in Nanjing of Liao Kingdom within a day.

They inquired about the route and quietly entered the Nanyuan King's Mansion at night.

The King of Nanyuan felt that he had a long, long dream. In the dream, he was touched to the mansion and chased all the way. In the end, he still couldn't escape and was killed by a knife.

He woke up suddenly from his dream.

"Huh, fortunately it was a dream."

The Great King of Nanyuan and the King of Chu, Yelu Nielugu sat up, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

Then suddenly saw two strangers sitting at the table by the window.

The two were calm and relaxed, setting up a table full of wine and meat, and they were feasting.

Yelu Nerugu pushed the woman in his arms aside and grabbed the knife placed by the bed, only then did he feel a little more at ease in his heart.

He forcibly stabilized his mind and asked, "Who are you two and how did you get in?"

Yang Gui just finished eating a roast leg of lamb, his hands were covered with oil, he took a sip of wine, and threw the bone of the lamb away.

"when!"

The sheep bone slammed into Yelu Nelugu's knife with the sound of the wind, and the knife was broken into several pieces in an instant.

Yelu Neilugu could even feel the oil splashed from the bones in Yelu Neilugu's hand holding the knife.

His eyes widened in horror.

"Your Majesty, don't worry about your work." Yang Gui wiped his hands on Murong Fu's body, and picked up another lamb chop to eat.

"Come on! Come on!" Yelu Nelugu shouted loudly.

"My lord, are you looking for those guards in the palace?"

Yang Gui smiled, he flicked it, and the curtain behind him fell, and Yelu Nelugu saw his bodyguards neatly lined up on the ground, tied tightly, stuffed in his mouth, unable to make a sound.

Yelu Nerugu closed his eyes in despair, and said: "Where did this king offend these two heroes, can you tell me, so that this king can understand?"

Murong Fu was still learning the Khitan dialect, so he could only let Yang Gui, a coward, speak the whole time.

"My lord, don't be nervous, we have no malicious intentions, we just show our strength."

"Show strength?" Nerugu frowned and said, "Could it be that the two of you are going to serve the king?"

"Oh, I think too much, it hurts my feelings, I have a win-win plan," Yang Gui stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "We came here to do business with the prince."

"Business?"

Nerugu can be regarded as a great talent, and his intelligence is not low.He understood that since Yang Gui and the other two were able to quietly tie up all the guards in the palace and eat and drink in his bedroom, he would have killed himself long ago.Now that they are willing to sit down and talk with themselves, it shows that they want something from themselves.

With a bit of confidence in his heart, he said forcefully: "The king of the South Court of Liao Kingdom never does business with any merchants!"

"Pfft."

It's fun for Yang Gui, where are you and my cosplay secretary Dakang?
"My lord may not understand, you only have two choices now, one is to accept, and the other is to be forced to accept."

He directly used the soul-shifting method, let Nerugu walk down naked, and danced a naked dance in front of the two of them, and then he released the control.

Nerugu, who regained control of his body, was terrified, fell to the ground and retreated to the side of the bed, panting heavily.

"You...you...what the hell are you trying to do!"

"It's nothing. Your Majesty wants to rebel, right? Your father, Yelu Chongyuan, is the emperor's uncle. Back then, the first emperor of the Liao Kingdom was able to escape disaster and secure the throne thanks to the informant of the emperor's uncle. So he was named the emperor's younger brother and promised to pass on the throne to him in the future."

Yang Gui casually revealed the plan that Nerugu had planned for more than ten years, "However, the first emperor did not pass it on to the emperor's uncle, but passed it on to Yelu Hongji. Your lord, this throne should belong to your family."

"That's right, this throne should have been mine!" Even at the critical moment of life and death, Nerugu still did not forget the temptation of the throne, and growled viciously.

He suddenly realized something, and his eyes lit up, "Could it be that the two strong men are here to help the king regain the throne? That's great! Don't worry, you two, when I ascend the throne in the future, I will definitely not forget you two, and I will make you the generals of the world..."

"Hey, take it away. I said that I didn't come to be your subordinate." Yang Gui sneered: "How many soldiers do you have who dare to rebel? Are the weapons sharp? Are the soldiers strong? Do they obey your orders?"

"Ah, this..." Nerugu was speechless.If he could do this, he would have turned his back on him long ago, and still dormant here?

"But we can help you."

Yang Gui's words seemed to be full of endless temptation, "I have a road in Daming Mansion, the risk is a bit high, but the profit is very high. The so-called wealth and wealth are sought after insurance, if the king has the kind, after the matter is completed, [-]% will be divided, how about it?"

"Why is it only [-]%?" Nerugu asked subconsciously.

"Seventy percent is mine." Yang Gui said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's definitely a good thing. Iron armor, steel knives, bed crossbows, artillery, everything is available. As for the money, after His Majesty takes the throne, the world will be yours. Do you still care about this little money?"

Nerugu was originally angry, but when Yang Gui said "Your Majesty", he immediately smiled.

"Well, I think what you said makes sense!"

cut.

Yang Gui glanced at Murong Fu, you people who are full of hope of restoring the country are just so foolish.

Murong Fu wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"However, this is not an easy job. We are doing business with His Majesty with our heads tied to our belts, and we need His Majesty's strong support." Yang Gui simply called His Majesty directly.

"Hey, not yet, don't, don't, stop, stop, don't, stop." Nerugu kept waving his hands, "What do you want?"

"We help you smuggle fire, salt and iron. I have to form an escort team, right? I have to get some Han Chinese spies, right? Is it okay to exchange a bed and crossbow for a hundred guards?" Yang Guitu was stunned and said his ultimate goal.

Nerugu took a deep look at Yang Gui, "You guys are not simple either!"

But he didn't say anything else. The most important thing now is to improve his strength. As for Yang Gui, what do they think carefully?What's more, if Yanyun is in the middle of the two countries, if he really wants to have something on his mind, Dasong will not turn a blind eye.

No force can resist the simultaneous attack of Liao and Dasong.

So Nerugu nodded in agreement.

There is no need to mention the latter things.Since the King of the South Court originally had this idea, coupled with Yang Gui's coercion and brainwashing, the two parties soon reached a specific agreement.

Zhujiazhuang was responsible for transporting military equipment, salt and iron, as well as cloth, silk, ceramics, etc. to Nanjing, Liao Kingdom, in exchange for money, mainly horses.

The sixteen prefectures of Yanyun have specially opened up roads and strongholds for Zhujiazhuang, and can form escort guards.

Both parties rejoiced.

(End of this chapter)