Chapter 48 Dong Dong Dong

"Your excellency, the spy in the house inquired about the news last night. Li Qingyu was attacked by two masked men, injured an arm and almost died. Later, a master in black took action, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and saved Li Qing Qiu's life. Rumor has it that the black master is the big mink by His Majesty Ming Chan, the former chief eunuch Guo Amon..." Wang Zhongli, the bodyguard with a knife, reported respectfully.

The old city owner stretched out his hand to straighten his white beard and laughed and said, "Shangjicheng is getting more and more lively... Even Guo Amon, the immortal, took action. Originally, the little dolls were jealous and playing with the family. This old eunuch who has always helped his relatives, really wants to stir up this pool of muddy water with one pole? "

Wang Zhongli's expression is a little unnatural - is Guo Amon immortal? What is the lord of the city who has lived in spring and autumn?

"Zhong Li, you know no less about Guo Amon than me." The city owner, who sat by the desk and read the ancient good books, looked up, looked at the bodyguard beside him and said, "Twenty years ago, you were the youngest and most promising young general in the Fanyang military. There was General Yan who tried his best to pave the way for you. At the age of 21, there were 10,000 warriors under his command. He made outstanding achievements and his future was unlimited. It's just that at the right time, when the former emperor died, the six dragons seized the throne, and the new emperor ascended the throne. It happened that Huangfu Mingchan was a small master, followed by the chaos of the first year of Mingchan. The General Yan in the imperial palace where you were in was almost killed. If it hadn't been for this series of changes and 20 years of drilling and polishing, you may not be able to become a general of the imperial palace. The army and the navy are most of such heroes! It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time, and the hero's breath is short, which has always been sighing.

Recent of the past embarrasssment, Wang Zhongli is obviously no longer an impulsive young man with a free and indifferent smile. Surrounded by a foreign master like the lord of the city, he has been fascinated by the state of mind for 20 years, and he has long been detached and indifferent, free and easy as a fairy.

"With the kindness of the adults, he was chased all the way and fled. If it hadn't been for the adults, there would have been no Wang Zhongli." He said softly. Indeed, loyally follow the city owner, not for wealth and glory, not for peace, just to repay kindness, that's all.

"I won't mention these past events!" The city owner was quite understanding. As soon as he talked, he appreciated Wang Zhongli's simple temperament. Don't be arrogant or impatient, don't be discouraged, don't talk about loyalty, and just do your own things with peace of mind. If it's that kind of slippery and tricky young descendant, I'm afraid the city lord with clean eyes will not tolerate him.

"When I first saw you, it was Guo Ameng who chased you all the way. At that time, when I saw this person, he was indeed a fierce and gloomy master. As a palace eunuch and a servant emperor, he was stained with dragon spirit and looked down. Leaving aside his identity, in terms of Fanyang Jianghu, which was full of talents in those years, he could be regarded as the first master and the title of Emperor of Wulin. The emperor in the world and the emperor of the world were together, so that Fanyang Jianghu could not raise his head for 20 years. The great martial arts were killed and injured, and the literati had room for growth. Around the 20th year of Fanyang, six dragons seized the throne, the new emperor ascended the throne, the chaos in the first year of Mingchan, slaughtered General Yan of the imperial palace, cleaned up the meritorious elders of the previous dynasty, rectified the rivers and lakes of Fanyang, suppressed the Jianghu sects, and killed the potential descendants who were expected to reach the top of the martial arts. The major events before and after are the shadow of this person.

The city owner closed the table and wrote ancient books and sighed, "As an eunuch, it is rare and rare to be able to do this step. But I don't know how much the emperor can tolerate him by acting like this and squandering the incense he has accumulated with the Huangfu family in recent decades? I'm afraid that the big limit is approaching. If a mortal person has a mortal heart, he will have no scruples in doing things. After all, this is his life. Even if he is an eunuch, he wants to have a day to express his heart.

"Well, as long as he doesn't move Liang Xingchen, Shangjicheng will make noise with him. The bigger the noise, the faster he will die. As soon as Guo Ameng died, the rivers and lakes of this generation really withered away, but finally there was the vitality of dead wood and spring. One day in this world, the world of Fanyang is a pool of stagnant water, and one person can't raise his head, and this person can't forget it!"

The city owner seems to be talking to himself, living in Shangji City, looking coldly at the world and commenting on the world's romantic generals and princes, which is a great pleasure for the city owner. Wang Zhongli knew that the lord of the city had been waiting for someone to completely stir up the world and change the face of this great river and mountain. The world in the heart of the city lord is not the corner of Fanyang. The Mengyang in the west and the grassland in the north are all in the eyes of this wise and evil old man.

"Zhong Li, stay with me as a bad old man all your life. Your talent is really a waste!" The city owner suddenly looked directly into Wang Zhongli's eyes, and his coral-red eyes seemed to see through people's hearts.

Wang Zhong was shocked. Even if he stayed with the city owner for 20 years, he was still afraid of being looked directly at by this pair of eyes of different colors than ordinary people. It's not so much fear as awe. Under the gaze of these eyes, the thoughts and thoughts in his heart are almost invisible, like books that can be read by others, which are clear at a glance.

"Twenty years ago, in the Fanyang military world, you were the youngest, but your achievements were the most detached. At that time, among the famous generals, General Yan was like a thin tiger, and most of the navy was like a fierce dragonfly, while you were a lion. If you dare to fight a tough battle, fight a death war, and don't leave a way out for yourself, you can often kill a dark flower. At that time, General Yan decided to kill the Japanese country directly. You were the vanguard. Five thousand beach soldiers resisted the 40,000 Japanese pirates and did not take a step back. They ordered to sink all the ships and fought back to seize the opportunity for the army. Almost all the troops were destroyed. You were seriously injured and stood up with the Fanyang battle flag and became famous in the first battle!"

"These are all things when I was young, and now I don't have the impulse of those years!" Wang Zhongli rarely showed shame, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, and smiled.

Wang Zhongli, whose face was white and needless, looked like an elegant scholar. Unexpectedly, he was a brave warrior in those years.

"You are only 40 years old. How can you talk about those years?" The city owner smiled and said, "Don't be modest. Why are you hot-blooded and impulsive? At that time, General Yan commented on you and ranked first in the world! In the battle against the Japanese pirates, 5,000 soldiers were commanded like arm and fingers, like grinding meat, killing more than 30,000 Japanese pirates. If 5,000 soldiers are just a small fight, then 50,000 or 100,000 soldiers can really give full play to your talents. The more soldiers and horses there are, the more outstanding they can fight! I know that you can call out the names of every army commander under your command, standing alone in the sentry tower, among thousands of troops, talking congenial, talented, magnificent, and the most important soldier.

"Adults laughed. Today's world is prosperous. A vulgar martial artist like me should have left the temple and become a cloth coat at ease. Generals are useless, for the prosperity of the country and the peace of the people; generals are rampant for troubled times, and the people do not live. I am satisfied that I can serve the adults.

"Ha ha, Zhong Li, to be honest, this peaceful day will not last long. Let's wait and see. It's just these days. The emperor in the east can't stand it and is ready to sharpen his knife against Fanyang! The next troubled times are the stage for you people, and I also want to start to let the chess pieces that have been arranged for so many years rise one by one, push the stars to the stage, and make this troubled times lively. The city owner's hands are intertwined, his chin is on his fingers, and his smile is gentle.

Wang Zhongli has a lot of mixed feelings in his heart.

"Zhong Li, in the future, you have to assist Liang Xingchen to complete the great cause of hegemony. Loy allegiance to him is like loyalty to the old man. At the same time, you should also want to point out the young man to let him fall down, but don't fall too miserably. This road is difficult, and you will be frustrated when you fall face to face to face, which is more heartbreaking than the hero's shortness of life. "

"Your Excellency, dare to ask, why are you so optimistic about Liang Xingchen?" Wang Zhongli asked softly.

The coral red eyes of the city owner narrowed with a smile and said cheerfully, "No, it's just a big gamble. I am optimistic about the stars because I firmly believe that he is the person I have been waiting for for so many years. He is the god of the world, just to get back what belongs to him.

He took a look at the stunned Wang Zhongli and smiled and said, "Don't think too much. You might as well, like me, consider the young man with seven points of expectation and one point of coldness. Let's see how high he can fly and how miserable he can fall. Let's see who is responsible for the ups and downs in these troubled times..."

Wang Zhongli was silent. He asked himself that he could not be as free and easy as the lord of the city, and he could calmly analyze and think about anyone and everything. He only knows that as long as he takes a step forward, there is no possibility of retreating completely. Even if that young man has the support of adults, how can he be smooth sailing? If it falls down, it is doomed to be smashed and there is no expectation.

It's just that he can't say these words. Maybe the lord of the city has his own thoughts. He just bowed respectfully, "Listen to your orders!"

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Liang's mansion.

Today, this inch-gold mansion is outside an old man with white hair and ricked waist. He is affectionate and leisurely, as if he has enough to eat, drink and have nothing to do on the street, just standing in front of this house. The old man is dressed noblely and looks like a rich man who has a good life. It's just that he kept raising his face and sniffing the smell of the air with his nose. His wrinkled faces were huddled together, like a dry orange peel.

Like a dog looking for a way by following the taste, the old man's behavior suddenly made people tired of it. Did he sniff all the way to the Liang family's mansion?

He raised his head, put his hands in his sleeves, and stomped his waist, as if he couldn't get up as if he fell to the ground. People couldn't help but doubt whether the old man would deliberately lie in front of the Liang family's house, which was so devious. The Liang family's magnificent financial resources were well known in Shangji City.

The old man just looked up at the magnificent mansion with a gloomy smile on his face. His turbid eyes swept over the door god past the grand door and muttered the plaque on the door: "Liang family!"

In those years, he relied on this unique skill to track down the escapees and failed. Sprinkle his special spices on people, and even if he escapes thousands of miles, he can follow the taste.

"If you don't want to find out who instructed you, how could you escape from my hand alive last night? I want you to die three times, how can you live to five times?"

The old man thought about it, talking to himself and nagging.

Pear wooden door, vermilion paint, brass nails, two door gods to exorcise evil spirits.

He staggered forward, stretched out his slender fingers, and clasped the copper-green door ring on the door.

"Dong-dong-"

The old man outside the door smiled gloomyly, like evil.