Scourge the heavens

"Ghost Sword Wei Qiu! He is recognized as the number one master in the world!" Someone in the crowd shouted in panic.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

From the moment the word Wei Qiu was called out, even the other officials and merchants who were not from the rivers and lakes all changed their faces.

Not everyone can be called the number one master in the world.

Ning Wang Zhu Chenhao suddenly regained his composure, the clothes behind his back were already wet, he cupped his hands gratefully towards Wei Qiu with lingering fear, and then stood among the armored soldiers.

After this time, King Ning became even more wary of assassination.

Afterwards, King Ning worshiped Li Shishi and Liu Yangzheng as the left and right prime ministers, took Wang Lun as the Minister of the Ministry of War, and brought together a large number of Jiangxi local officials to raise the banner of rebellion.

Wei Qiu remained silent the whole time.

But those martial arts people who opposed were all beheaded by Wei Qiu with a sword, which made other people's scalps go numb.

"Mr. Wei, this king intends to let you be the general of the town. I don't know what you want?" After the banner of rebellion was raised, Zhu Chenhao came to Wei Qiu and asked expectantly.

Zhu Chenhao's words made many people look at Wei Qiu.

Before Wei Qiu could answer, Zhu Gongjiang hurried over and said boldly, "Since Mr. likes musicians and dancers, all the dancers and musicians in my house can be given to Mr."

"Prince Ning and Second Young Master really treat Mr. Wei with great care!" Liu Shishi, who had been silent at the table, also stood up and joked with a smile when he saw this scene.

"Yes, Mr. Wei, you just agree!" Wang Lun on the side also echoed.

Seeing the appearance of King Ning and the others, Wei Qiu couldn't help being a little funny. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen when he was invited to attend a birthday.

"Thank you King Ning and Second Young Master for your kindness. I'm just a vulgar scumbag. I'm used to idleness. I can't be the general."

"Second Young Master used to be kind to me, but today I saved the prince's life, so it can be regarded as a cleansing."

"I, Wei, don't want to get involved in things outside of Jianghu. Now that the birthday is celebrated and the meal is eaten, I will leave."

Looking at King Ning and the others indifferently, Wei Qiu bowed his hands towards the crowd with a smile, and pulled Wei Dong who was on the dinner table very freely, and the two walked out one by one, one behind the other, under the eyes of everyone.

"Stop!" Before King Ning and his second son Zhu Gongjiang could speak, Liu Yangzheng called Wei Qiu abruptly, turned his head to look at King Ning and said, "My lord, if we let him leave like this, it's hard to guarantee that it won't affect our plan. .”

As soon as Liu Yangzheng said this, everyone in the field became tense.

When Wei Qiu fought just now, that kind of unpredictable swordsmanship was simply not the power that ordinary people should have.

Once they fall out with Wei Qiu here, even the thousands of armored soldiers around them may not be able to guarantee the safety of King Ning and his party.

"Hehe." Wei Qiu glanced at Liu Yangzheng disdainfully, and asked without looking back, "My lord, what do you mean? Do you want to let me go, or force me to stay?"

"Sir, you are joking, we are friends." King Ning is worthy of being a man who can bend and stretch. Facing Wei Qiu's threat, he actually endured it, and said with a smile on his face: "Since we are friends, how can I force Mr. to stay?" ?”

"Sir, please!"

King Ning's performance surprised Wei Qiu.

Originally, Wei Qiu thought that King Ning's rebellion would soon fail, and he must not have much talent.

Who knew that after some contacts, Wei Qiu found that Zhu Chenhao didn't seem to be as stupid as imagined.

"Before I left, Mr. Wei wished the lord the best wishes!" Seeing that King Ning was so sensible, Wei Qiu laughed and turned around, bowing his hands to King Ning.

Immediately, in the eyes of everyone, Wei Qiu grabbed Wei Dong who was beside him, bent down and bowed, and suddenly flew up one by one.

Under everyone's gaze, Wei Qiu flew across the entire Ning Palace, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Like a banished immortal in the void, while shocking, there is also a touch of envy.

"This Wei Qiu can't be a fairy descending to earth, right?" Someone in the crowd suddenly said such a sentence, which made everyone discuss in a noisy manner.

Leaving Prince Ning's Mansion, Wei Qiu took Wei Dong on foot together.

Both of them are people with high martial arts skills. On the way of walking, the others don't seem to be very unusual, but the rhythm and rhythm between the steps seem to imply some strange rules.

The business travelers who came and went often didn't pay attention, and the two disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

After walking for about two months, the cold winter came, and Wei Qiu came to Fuzhou City again.

According to the habit, Wei Qiu still came to the Yuelai Inn, and after ordering a room in advance, he took Wei Dong to dine on the ground floor.

Finding a seat by the window, Wei Qiu leaned on the window sill and looked out casually.

Not far from the window is the dilapidated Fuwei Escort Agency. The gate of the Escort Agency has long since disappeared, and the two stone lions outside the gate are also full of cracks.

On one side of the courtyard wall, a branch of plum blossom covered with snowflakes extended from the inside of the courtyard wall to the outside of the courtyard wall.

Several children were happily circling under the courtyard wall, and one of the children mischievously pulled the plum blossom branch, shaking off bursts of snow, which caused one of the little girls to cry loudly.

Suddenly, diners on the ground floor of the inn began to discuss loudly.

"Have you heard that King Ning is about to call?"

"It's as mysterious as what you said. King Ning had just occupied Nanjing when he was trapped to death in the city by Wang Shouren (Wang Yangming)."

"Speaking of which, Wang Shouren is really powerful. Not only did he serve as the censor of the Zuoqian capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but he also served as the governor of the four states. He was specifically responsible for exterminating a generation of bandits and thieves in the south."

"Isn't it amazing? He originally planned to come to Fujian, but King Ning turned against him, so he went to Jiangxi temporarily."

"If you say that King Ning is really not good at fighting, if his son Zhu Gongjiang hadn't captured Nanjing, King Ning would have been defeated long ago."

"Governor Wang is in his 50s and [-]s and still working so hard. At such an age, I hope he can put down the civil strife as soon as possible."

"That's right, without Mr. Wang, the Japanese pirates along the coast are becoming more and more rampant!"

Wei Qiu, who was leaning on the window sill, was a little surprised after hearing the discussions of the diners.

Others don't know that Wei Qiu has some memories of his previous life. He vaguely remembers that King Ning didn't seem to have occupied Nanjing at all. He didn't expect that the current history has changed.

Before Wei Qiu had time to be surprised, Wei Qiu suddenly saw a familiar figure and suddenly fell to the side of the road.

Glancing at Wei Dong who was still munching on the roast leg of lamb, Wei Qiu suddenly turned over and flew over the window sill, helping him up.

The person on the ground was Lin Pingzhi whom I hadn't seen for a long time. At this moment, his whole body was covered with wounds, his chest still smelled of burnt gunpowder, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Wei Qiu quickly poured his true energy into it, and after a while, Lin Pingzhi woke up leisurely.

"Master Wei, please help me inform Master Zhou that Putian has been breached by Japanese pirates!"

"There are [-] pirates in this group, and they will attack Fuzhou in three days. Master Zhizhou must make preparations!"

"In the Battle of Putian, if the old gang of the beggar gang advocated Jinsong to resist desperately, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the opportunity to report the letter."

"Master Wei, Fuzhou is my hometown, here is everything I know, I beg you, please help me convey it!"

Lin Pingzhi's mouth was spurting blood, his right hand was tightly grasping Wei Qiu's skirt, his eyes had never been serious before.

"Don't worry, I will definitely notify you." Seeing Lin Pingzhi, who was still breathing his last breath, Wei Qiu couldn't help feeling a little bit sad.

"I didn't expect this plum blossom branch to stick out of the wall alone. I liked it here when I was a child." Before he finished speaking, Lin Pingzhi lowered his head with memories, and there was a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.