Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

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"He is not from the grassland, he is from the Song Dynasty."

Thinking of the young hero, the old woman was full of gratitude, and her wrinkled face was even filled with admiration.

"Song people? Song people saved my great-aunt?"

Little Zhaomin, who had been silent and sitting next to the story, became curious.

As everyone knows, all Song people hated Yuan people, but this Song person was an exception. Little Zhaomin was naturally curious.

"Aunt, what is the name of this young man? Did you ask him at the beginning? Since he saved your family, we should thank him."King Ruyang asked

"Yes, I asked."The old woman said calmly:"His surname is Su, and his name is Su Ming"

"Su Ming!"

Hearing these two words, King Ruyang's expression changed slightly.

Su Ming, this person King Ruyang was not unfamiliar with. This person was the lord of Haozhou City, and at the same time, he was also the leader of the rebels and the enemy of the entire Yuan Dynasty.

"Su Ming!"

""Su Ming, the spear god in white!"

Little Zhao Min, who was sitting next to her and listening to the story, suddenly had her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Little Zhao Min vaguely remembered that it was this Su Ming, one man with one spear, who drew a line on the ground as a prison and set up the spear as a boundary, and defeated 5,000 Yuan cavalry. He was a master of martial arts and had the courage of ten thousand men.

I really didn't expect that the young hero who saved my great-aunt was actually this Su Ming. It seems that Su Ming is not a bad guy and has a sense of justice.

After chatting for a while ,

"Aunt, you must be tired after the long journey. Let the maid take you to rest. I have something else to do and will come to see you in the evening."

Prince Ruyang remembered that Yuan Zhen was still waiting in the meeting room. After a few polite words with the old woman, he took little Zhao Min away and strode towards the meeting room.

""Dad, are you going to see Master Yuan Zhen?"

On the way to the meeting room, little Zhao Min held her father's hand and suddenly asked

"Yes, that's right." Prince Ruyang said as he walked,"What's wrong, Minmin? Do you have something to say?"

"Dad." Little Zhao Min held his father's hand and said as they walked,"I always feel that Master Yuan Zhen is hiding something from us. I can't see through him. You can't believe everything he says."

"Even you have learned to judge people? How old are you? Hahaha, don't worry, Dad knows what to do."

Prince Ruyang smiled and touched his daughter's head.

Soon, the father and daughter came to the meeting hall. The meeting hall was empty. There were two rows of armchairs in the hall, all of which were empty. Only one of the chairs had an old monk sitting on it, sipping tea and silently waiting to see him. This person was Cheng Kun.

"I am Yuan Zhen, I pay my respects to the prince and the princess!"

Seeing the father and daughter of Prince Ruyang walk into the hall, Yuan Zhen stood up quickly, walked over, and bowed respectfully.

"Master Yuanzhen, please take a seat."

King Ruyang waved his hand, walked to the honored seat and sat down next to him.

Hearing King Ruyang's words, Cheng Kun nodded, carefully sat down below, and respectfully waited for the question.

"Master Yuanzhen, I summoned you this time because I have something for you to do."

King Ruyang said majestically,"You also know that all the sects in the martial arts world have always been enemies of my Yuan Dynasty. Among all the sects, Shaolin has the highest status and is known as the Taishan Beidou. I want you to help me control Shaolin and thus control the entire martial arts world!"

""Your Highness!"

Yuan Zhen frowned when he heard this and explained,"Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple with many masters. If you want to completely control Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid it will take more than three to five years. You have to plan for the long term.""

""How about long-term planning?"

Prince Ruyang's face condensed, and he asked,"Tell me, how do you plan long-term?"

Prince Ruyang was the Grand Marshal of the Yuan Dynasty. He was good at leading troops to fight, but when it came to the affairs of the martial arts world, he was a layman and could only rely on Yuan Zhen.

"Shaolin Temple has Luohan Hall, Prajna Hall, and Bodhidharma Hall. Shaolin disciples are all over the world, with a number of at least 8,000 if not 10,000. In addition, there are three high-ranking uncles with the surname Du. The Vajra Subduing Demon Circle is invincible in the world. How easy is it to control Shaolin?"

Cheng Kun suddenly changed the subject:"However, everything depends on human efforts. Nothing is absolute."

"Master Yuan Zhen, please stop beating around the bush and just speak your mind directly."Little Zhao Min said

"Yes, Princess."

Cheng Kun's eyes flickered, and he said calmly:"Your Majesty, please give me a few years. After a few years, when I become the abbot of Shaolin Temple, I will naturally control Shaolin Temple and the Central Plains martial arts world."

"This is a good idea."King Ruyang nodded slightly.

Yuan Zhen had joined him a long time ago and had performed well over the years. If he helped Yuan Zhen to take the abbot's seat, he could control everything through Yuan Zhen.

Moreover, the abbot could only be Yuan Zhen. Could he let King Ruyang become a monk? And then compete for the abbot's seat? Unrealistic.

"Master Yuan Zhen, the Shaolin abbot is the leader of the martial arts world, and his status is comparable to that of the leader of the martial arts world. I have a question, if you become the Shaolin abbot, will you still be so loyal to us? You won't cross the river and burn the bridge, right?"Little Zhao Min said indifferently

"I dare not! I absolutely dare not!"

Cheng Kun stood up quickly, not daring to breathe, but his eyes, staring at the ground, flickered a few times.

"I don't think you dare!" Little Zhao Min snorted coldly.

"Okay, Minmin, don't scare Master Yuanzhen anymore." King Ruyang smiled and said calmly,"Master Yuanzhen, you should get rid of Abbot Kongwen as soon as possible and replace him. If you need anything, just ask, and I will definitely help you."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Cheng Kun finally breathed a sigh of relief and said,"This matter is of great importance. Please give me some time, Your Highness."

Cheng Kun is Kong Jian's apprentice, and Abbot Kong Wen is his uncle. Kong Wen is the best in Shaolin in terms of martial arts and morality. It is not easy for Cheng Kun to kill Kong Wen, and he needs time.

"You should hurry up."

While speaking, King Ruyang picked up the tea bowl, sipped the tea slowly, waved his hand and said,"I have said what I should say. If there is nothing else, you can go back.""

"Your Majesty, I have something to tell you, but I don’t know whether I should tell you or not."

Cheng Kun did not leave, but said tentatively as above.

"Hmm? What's the matter? You tell me first."Prince Ruyang put down the tea bowl, stared at Cheng Kun and asked,"What's the matter?"

"It's Su Ming's business."

Cheng Kun suggested:"This Su Ming is known as the White-robed Spear God in the Jianghu, but he is actually the leader of the Haozhou rebels. He defeated 5,000 cavalrymen with just one spear. If we don't kill this man, the army will be unstable. Therefore, I suggest that the prince should get rid of this man as soon as possible."

"What did you say? You want to kill Su Ming?"Little Zhaomin frowned and clenched her fist.

Su Ming, that was his great-aunt's lifesaver, and the only Song person that little Zhaomin admired. Among the thousands of Song people, there was only one Su Ming, but Yuan Zhen, this guy, actually proposed to kill Su Ming._To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download the Flylu Novel APP!