Sword Stirs the World

"Royal guards! If you disobey the law, you should get to the right place! " A middle-aged peddler, who was just selling pancakes and fruits on the street, said something harder than a hard crossbow.

Shen Yishou was furious and said: "the royal guards are great! This is Lord Lu's residence! We are Shen's people

Shen Jianxin blinked at the leader of the North Town royal guards spy who led the team. The latter understood on the spot and yelled: "I don't care where you are! In the capital, anyone who dares to move Lord Shen can't get along with the 30000 royal guards in the capital! Brother, do you think so? "

"Yes

"Defend Lord Shen!"

"Defend Lord Shen!"

There were hundreds of people shouting in unison all around. With the hard crossbow in their hands, it turned out that there were so many people and their words were really important.

"Lord Shen? Who is he, Lord Shen? " Shen Yishou was shocked.

He is good at calculating people's minds. Naturally, it can be seen that the hundreds of people present are the real love Liuliu. They are Lord Shen who sincerely supports them.

This kind of loyalty, even Shen's children may not have such emotional expression for the Lord.

What the hell! What is the origin of this young man!

"Blind your dog! This is our Lord Fu Shen of the royal guards! It was he who led the royal guards to guard Wuzhou city that broke the siege of Nuzhen! This is Shen Jian, the Marquis of the Emperor himself The spy leader said haughtily.

Shen Yishou was stunned. Of course, he had heard of this legendary figure who was going to be a marquis, but he never thought that this famous fried chicken named Shen would be Shen Yifeng's son.

No, it's going to change! Shen valve is really going to change! Shen Yishou's brain turned very fast, and he suddenly thought of more possibilities, and his face suddenly changed.

"It's said that you're not classy, but you don't admit it! We don't even know Lord Shen! Go away by yourself The spy leader took two steps forward and pushed Shen Yishou back, almost falling to the ground.

Shen's disciples were surprised. According to reason, Shen was not afraid of the royal guards. But in this important part of the capital, so many people of the royal guards suddenly came to the door. They were really flustered!

"Open the door and welcome the guests!" Shen Yishou suddenly thought about it and said aloud.

Shen Sen, who was ashamed of making a fool of himself in public, had already passed out. So Shen Yishou was the most important one among all the children of Shen valve. With such an order, the gate of King Lu's mansion opened slowly.

"Shen Yifeng, the warlord is at home. Come in with me!" Shen Yishou said without expression.

Shen Yifeng hesitated when the other side opened the door.

The door in front of me is like the mouth of a monster. Once you enter, all the outside helpers will be broken, and you can only rely on father and son.

Although Shen Yifeng didn't think that Shen valve would really deal with his two brothers, he had to be on guard. He was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Shen Jianxin shrugged his shoulders casually and said with a smile, "good! Dad, let's go in. "

Seeing that his son is so determined, Shen Yifeng is also a bold man, so he doesn't think much about it any more.

Father and son entered the residence of King Lu together.

Shen Yishou leads the way, and Shen Jianxin and his son follow.

The three people walked through the courtyard of King Lu's mansion, which attracted many people's attention.

"Who is that man? He's so good-looking! How can there be such a perfect appearance in this world? "

"It's said that it's Shen Yifeng's son, and it's also Shen's son."

"Shen Yifeng? Never heard of it

"Shen Yifeng is the cousin of the warlord and the legitimate son of our ancestors. Our ancestors came to have him when he was 70 years old. It seems that later he abandoned martial arts to become a doctor and left the warlord, and there was no news."

The man who spoke in a low voice was older. It seemed that he had been in Shen valve for many years. He knew about these family affairs very well.

Not only the people of Shen valve are watching, but also the servant girls in King Lu's mansion are talking and chatting.

Shen Yishou and his son passed through the three hall doors of the royal residence of Lu, namely, the Lingxing gate, the Duanli gate and the carrier gate, and then came to the carrier Hall of the royal residence.

"Carrier hall" is a hall for holding important ceremonies and entertaining distinguished guests. Glazed tile roof, resplendent, Diaolianghuadong, extraordinary style.

At the moment, the hall of transportation is entertaining guests. Zhu Yipai, king of Lu, Shen Qihua, the leader of Shen valve, and the heavyweights of Shen valve are all sitting on the table.

In addition to the warlord Shen Qihua, Shen Zheng, the warlord in charge of the Warlord's military power, Shen Yue, the great manager in charge of the Warlord's financial revenue and expenditure, and Shen Ming, the great swordsman who seldom appears among the warlords, are sitting in them.

Sure enough, as Shen Jianxin said before, people like Shen Yishou can only be regarded as inferior goods. They are not even qualified to drink in the carriage hall.

And Shen valve and Lu Wangfu set up such a big battle, sent out so many heavyweights to accompany, all just to entertain a distinguished guest.

See Shen Yishou with two people on the temple, immediately attracted the attention of everyone.

"Report to the warlord, Shen Yifeng and his son Shen Jianxin." Shen Yishou came to the hall, did not dare to come forward, had to first preach.

"Let them come up!" In the middle of the air came the solemn voice of the Lord Shen Qihua.

In fact, the people of Zhu Yi sect and Shen valve in the main hall have already received the news that Shen Jianxin and the royal guards are making trouble at the South Gate of King Lu's mansion.

Shen Yifeng was the first to enter the hall of transportation. Shen Jianxin followed him. Father and son came to the hall.

Shen Qihua, the warlord, is a middle-aged man with a slightly old manner. He should not be so old as a martial arts man of his rank. Maybe it's because he works too hard on the affairs of the warlords. He looks at least ten years older than his actual age, and he always has a melancholy look.

"Shen Yifeng, what can I do for you?" Shen Qihua was condescending and raised his voice.