Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

Wu Shan suddenly realized: "Patriarch Murong is still thoughtful."

Murong Shiqing smiled, turned around and walked out.

……

On the second day, Pinghu Villa.

Pinghu Villa was originally a second-rate force in Xiangyang Prefecture, and it was not well-known, but today it is very crowded.

Outside the villa, the leaders of Jianghu sect led their disciples to come continuously.

In the open space in the center of the villa, a high platform has already been built.

Around the high platform, there are stands.

As time went by, more and more martial arts people gathered.

Among them are some famous figures in Huguang martial arts.

Soon, a man with an elegant face came up on the high platform, it was the head of the Murong family, Murong Shiqing.

"Everyone!"

Murong Shiqing smiled and said: "Welcome all martial arts compatriots to participate in today's martial arts conference."

Off the court, a burly man sat on a chair with a big horse and a golden sword, and said coldly: "Master Murong, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't beat around the bush."

"I heard that there are two rare treasures in this conference, why not tell me what they are."

Murong Shiqing smiled and said, "Master Tie, please wait a moment."

Then he looked at the crowd and said seriously: "Everyone knows that there are rebellions in Huguang and Jiangxi. It can be said that the people are living in dire straits. Today, I specially hold the martial arts conference to help put down the chaos."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the audience immediately talked about it.

Someone shouted loudly: "Patriarch Murong, you didn't say in your post that it was to quell chaos."

Most of these rivers and lakes martial arts sects have nothing to do with themselves.

They will not participate in the rebellion, and naturally they will not quell any chaos.

And those chaotic troops will not attack the major sects, which is equivalent to an invisible potential tacit understanding.

If the chaos is to be quelled now, it will be regarded as a breach of this tacit agreement, and they don't want to get involved in this matter.

Some people got up directly and said: "If this is the case, then I will leave."

"Wait everyone!"

Murong Shiqing hurriedly called out to stop the crowd, and said apologetically, "This happened for a reason, please forgive me."

"I have negotiated a cooperation with Mr. Yan, Huguang's political envoy. If you can contribute to the quelling of chaos, you will be given the right to manage trade routes in the future, and you can also ask for rewards for you."

"Demon Museum"

The surroundings were shocked at first, and soon everyone's eyes became hot.

"Patriarch Murong, are you serious?"

Murong Shiqing nodded with a smile, and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that you don't trust my Murong family?"

The group who had planned to leave before also hesitated.

The right to manage trade routes is a huge benefit.

Murong Shiqing had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Of course it is fake!

How could the imperial court release the right to manage trade routes.

Even if it is really done like this, it is impossible to release it to so many sects.

But once they get on the boat, it will be difficult to get off the boat.

He knows that there are many sects that have not come today, but as long as his plan is successful, those sects will have no choice but to succumb to the general trend.

Murong Shiqing said with a smile: "Everyone, I, the Murong family, have obtained two treasures. Today, a martial arts conference is held to elect the leader of my Huguang martial arts alliance. I would like to present these two treasures."

As the words fell, two Murong family disciples came with a tray.

Murong Shiqing lifted the white cloth on it, and said: "One, it was obtained by chance by the ancestors of my Murong family, the Holy Fire Order of Mingjiao!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience gasped.

This is a treasure of the Ming Cult!

Soon, Murong Shiqing continued: "This is the second..."

Murong Shiqing intentionally played tricks, and said quietly: "It's a Tianshan snow lotus!"

As the red cloth was lifted, one of the crystal clear lotus flowers came into everyone's eyes.

Everyone was shocked again.

Big money!

Someone said in surprise: "Patriarch Murong, are you really willing to hand over these two things to the new leader?"

"That's right." Murong Shiqing nodded affirmatively, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully: "I wonder if any of you are willing to be the leader of this alliance?"

The field became quiet.

Everyone knows that the position of leader is not so easy to sit.

"Since there is no one, why not let me take the position of leader!"

Suddenly, an extremely plain word came from outside the courtyard, but it was like thunder rolling from the sky, shocking people's hearts.

Coming alone!

Wearing a four-clawed flying fish suit and an embroidered spring knife, he is extremely eye-catching.

The guards in Jinyi behind them were full of fear!

One step down, already on the high platform.

In his hand, there is an extra sacred fire order and a Tianshan snow lotus.

Murong Shiqing was completely dumbfounded.

Who are you?

Chapter 139 Finished speaking, let's go on the road

The whole villa became extremely silent at this moment.

Needle drop can be heard!

No one expected that a Jin Yiwei would appear halfway.

The key is that this person still wants to be the leader of martial arts.

Murong Shiqing looked gloomy when he saw the holy fire order and Tianshan snow lotus in Lin Mang's hands.

But the clothes on his body made him quite afraid.

This dark red flying fish suit can only be equipped by the Qianhu class.

But now the Jin Yiwei in Xiangyang Mansion has long since disappeared, what is the origin of this person?

Murong Shiqing suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked: "Dare to ask this lord, what's his name?"

Lin Mang glanced at him, and casually tossed the Holy Fire Order and Tianshan Snow Lotus to Tang Qi, and said with a smile, "My official Jinyiwei North Town Fusi Qianhu, concurrently Huguang, Jiangxi Jinyiwei Chief Qianhu, Lin Mang!"

Beizhen Fusi?

Everyone was surprised.

They can ignore the local Jinyiwei, but if they are from the capital, that's another matter.

Murong Shiqing's face darkened, he took a deep look at Lin Mang, and deliberately emphasized his tone: "My lord, this is my Huguang Martial Arts Conference!"

His meaning is very clear, this is a matter of martial arts in the Jianghu, you people of the imperial court, it is better not to participate.

A Jin Yiwei behind him brought a chair for Lin Mang.

Lin Mang sat down casually, and said with a light smile, "But how did I hear just now that this martial arts conference was held by the imperial court?"

"Since this is the case, it should be reasonable for me to be the leader of this martial arts alliance?"

Lin Mang turned his head slightly, and stared at Murong Shiqing with cold eyes, implying a question.

Murong Shiqing cursed angrily in his heart, but on the surface it was calm and calm.

They are all old foxes, so naturally they will not express their thoughts on their faces.

Murong Shiqing's tone was a bit cold: "My lord, although it is so, there has never been such a rule."

"Rules?" The smile on Lin Mang's face gradually disappeared, and he said coldly, "From now on, what I say is the rules!"

"The official is here!"

"Of course this rule has to be changed!"

Murong Shiqing stared, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

His Murong family is a well-known family in this Huguang area, how has it ever been humiliated like this.

If you become the leader of the alliance, wouldn't my many days of planning come to naught.

The leaders of the various sects in the audience were also full of anger.

The various sects were already hostile to the imperial court, but now they intervened in the martial arts affairs, and their hearts were suppressed with anger.

"Humph!"

A burly man under the stage snorted coldly and said with a sneer: "Nowadays, the army in Huguang is rebelling, and the people in the court don't want to put down the chaos, but put it on the table first."

"When will people from the imperial court become the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

Lin Mang looked quietly.

"Noisy!"

The flat words were like a sky dragon howling, like a nine-day thunder bursting on the ground.

The sound waves are in line!

Dragon roar skill!

"Peng!"

The whole body of the person who just opened his mouth exploded in an instant, raining blood all over the sky.

quiet--

After a brief silence, suddenly several people roared with red eyes: "Master!"

"I am going to kill you!"

Five or six men and women with long knives on their backs rushed towards the stage.

Lin Mang's expression remained calm.

His eyes looked at the people who came to kill him.

The next moment, those young disciples committed suicide by drawing their knives, and fell down one by one.

This strange scene shocked everyone.

Lin Mang pulled out the Xiuchun knife with a smile, and said with a smile, "Who else wants to avenge him?"

Everyone in the audience did not answer for a while.

The person who just died was not weak, but the master of the Iron Sword Sect, a warrior in the late stage of true qi.

It would be impossible to shatter it with only the sound wave technique, if it was not in the Tiangang state.

For a while, everyone was even more afraid.

"Since you haven't, you might as well listen to me!"

"This time, the imperial court sent 20 soldiers from the south and [-] troops from the capital to counter the rebellion. There was only one result for the rebellion."

"—That is to be suppressed!"