Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

Yunlai Inn held an event called "Searching for Immortals in the Land of Wine", using Drunken Immortal Wine as a gimmick to attract business. By the end of the day, a total of six people challenged the challenge of drinking three gourds of wine without leaving the city, but all ended in failure. The most powerful challenger fell to the ground drunk after walking two hundred steps after drinking three gourds of wine, which really discouraged the onlookers, and they threatened to introduce some relatives and friends who were good at drinking to come and challenge.

Tian Jing smiled as she directed the waiter to pack up. The effect of the event was surprisingly good. The occupancy rate of the inn had exceeded 40%. Although it was still not as good as the Lotus Inn, it was much better than the previous few days when there were few customers. It was estimated that there would be explosive growth in the next few days. As long as nothing unexpected happened, the inn would be packed with people during the event. Even if the popularity dropped slightly after the event, the occupancy rate could be maintained at a high level. She secretly glanced at the energetic Qiao Rui and said to herself, "I finally lived up to your expectations!"

In the corner of the street, two sinister eyes were watching all this. The owner of these eyes was a man in gorgeous clothes, with a thin figure, a pale and feminine face, and thin lips that looked a little mean. It was Qiao Rui's old acquaintance Lu Yanjun. He was extremely resentful at this moment, and hated Qiao Rui's "Yunlai Inn" for stealing his "Lotus Inn" business and always opposing him. He was also annoyed that Tian Jing was ungrateful and unwilling to submit to him. He really had all the public and private grudges left out.

Next to Lu Yanjun stood a burly middle-aged man with thick joints, muscular body and bright eyes. Seeing Lu Yanjun's hawk-like eyes and silver teeth gnashing, he whispered: "Second Young Master, why don't I go meet him!" The man raised his head and glanced at Qiao Rui who was smiling smugly not far away, and said coldly to Lu Yanjun: "If that man is really a great master as you said, I will go and make trouble. Even if I can't beat him, I can still disrupt his place. If he only knows some mediocre dealer tricks, I will destroy him to vent your anger!"

Lu Yanjun's eyes lit up, and he was about to nod, but then he thought of his family's warning, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, my brother is at a critical moment, so it's better not to cause trouble!"

"So are we just going to let them take away our inn's business?" the big man said with a hint of reluctance.

"Hmph! There's no such easy thing. Go back first. I have my own way to deal with them!" Lu Yanjun snorted coldly, replied sinisterly, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

On the city wall a hundred meters away from Zhangjiang Gate in the northwest of the city, there is a "Qinglian Pavilion". It is magnificent and domineering, and is the most famous building in the south. It is said that it was built by the late Emperor Gengshi, Gu Hongwu, for a woman. The current Majesty, Gu Bingzhang, lived here in his childhood. After Gu Bingzhang emerged from the abyss, the "Qinglian Pavilion" has been idle. Until now, when Gu Bingzhang personally rebuilt the Qingtian Guard, the "Qinglian Pavilion" was asked for by the Grand Commander of the Qingtian Guard as his headquarters in Longxing City.

The "Qinglian Pavilion" has a total of four floors. Going up the 36 steps of the base, it is level with the city wall. The first floor is wide and accessible, with many halls and side halls, and is a place for banquets, meetings with friends, singing and dancing; the second floor is a combination of bright rooms and dark pavilions, with winding corridors, and is where office directors collect documents and files; the third floor is quiet, with exquisite rooms, and is a place for rest and relaxation; the fourth floor is the top floor, which is also a dark floor. It cannot be seen from the outside. It is very mysterious and few people know about it.

At this moment, in a huge hall on the second floor of the "Qinglian Pavilion", the Grand Commander of the Qingtian Guard had just finished reviewing official documents and was wiping his hands with a wet towel brought by the maid. The fat old man Fu Bo was beside him, muttering to himself, "You still don't take care of yourself. You just came back from the capital and didn't even take a rest. You can handle these unimportant official business slowly later. Why rush to finish it in one day?"

The Grand Commandant handed the towel back to the maid after wiping his hands, then turned around and smiled at Uncle Fu. He had handsome features and was gentle and elegant, and his smile was indescribably warm and gentle, but he was still covered in dust and looked a little tired.

The master and the servant slowly walked to the corridor outside the house, stood beside the railing, and looked into the distance. There was a river running through the city under the city wall, and merchant ships were lined up on the river with busy traffic. A little further away, the river merged into the river, passed around the city, and meandered northward. There were houses and farmhouses on both sides of the river, with smoke rising from the chimneys. Further away, there were undulating mountains with layers of clouds, what a beautiful picture of the country.

"Your Majesty has just taken power, and various forces are ready to make a move. The court and the people seem to be peaceful, but in fact, undercurrents are surging and treacherous. This is the time for our Qingtian Guards to make contributions." The Grand Commander did not respond to Uncle Fu's concerned complaints, but sighed softly: "I have been in the capital for several months before, and I ordered the elite Qingtian Guards to wipe out various underworld forces around Tokyo Bianliang City and Kaifeng Prefecture in one fell swoop. However, it is easy to kill the underworld villains, but it is difficult to get rid of the old thieves in the court!"

"But the General's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion?" asked Uncle Fu.

"Yes, it is these two thieves. They seem to be fighting for power in full swing, but every time your majesty makes a new move, the two old thieves unite to oppose it. It's really hateful!" The commander-in-chief frowned and said angrily.

"Your Highness, please calm down. We should deal with this matter slowly and not rush into anything, or you may suffer the consequences!" Seeing him like this, Uncle Fu hurriedly tried to persuade him.

"I understand that, too." The Grand Commander tapped the railing with his palm, his tone grim, "These two thieves have been in power in the court for many years, they have many followers, and their power is deep-rooted. If we want to get rid of them, we must strike them with lightning speed. Otherwise, if we make a mistake, they will dare to imitate Huo Guang of the Han Dynasty and depose and enthrone the emperor, or even imitate the Cao family at the end of the Han Dynasty and take over!"

"Hiss... How dare the evil thieves do this?" Uncle Fu took a breath of cold air. Although he knew that the court was treacherous and powerful, he had been in Longxing City for many years and had no idea that the imperial power had been corrupted to such an extent. He could not help but feel angry and bowed to the Grand Commander, clasping his fists and saying, "If the master humiliates me, I will die. Even if I have to sacrifice this broken body, I will assassinate the two thieves and avenge you and your majesty!"

The Grand Commander turned around and couldn't help but smile: "You are so impulsive at your age. You just advised me to calm down!" He helped Uncle Fu up and sighed: "They are accompanied by martial arts masters, otherwise they would have died hundreds of times. I'm afraid they would have colluded with the martial arts sects long ago!"

"These...the four sects of the world?" Uncle Fu looked at the commander-in-chief in doubt.

The Grand Commander nodded slightly, looking depressed. "According to investigation, there is a peerless swordsman from Mount Shu in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the Beggars' Sect is also behind the General's Mansion. Shaolin and Wudang are acting ambiguously and their positions are unclear. The current situation is really difficult and life is not easy!"

Seeing that Uncle Fu wanted to speak, the Grand Commander knew that he wanted to comfort him, so he waved his hand and chuckled, "Fortunately, there is always a way out. Previously, a large number of extraordinary people suddenly appeared in the world. My Sky Guard was one step ahead and took in some of the most promising ones. In the future, we will slowly train and cultivate them. In time, they will become a powerful force. By then..."

"First, pacify the martial arts world, then settle the court!" The commander-in-chief looked at this beautiful land with bright eyes. He clenched his fists, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

Thinking of the scene in the future where tens of thousands of well-trained elite Qingtianwei would roam the world and no one in the world would dare to disobey the token wherever it went, the two men were excited and smiled at each other.