Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 288 Covering the sky with one hand
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Zhao Wumian sheathed his sword neatly, raised his palm and used the Crane Controlling Dragon Technique to absorb the damaged bamboo sword and the bamboo hat that were stuck upside down on the stone pillar of the arena into his palm, and looked at a small gap on the bamboo hat.

"Fuck him! Zhao Wumian really won!"

"The sword technique that even Tang Weiyu couldn't break back then was broken by Zhao Wumian just like that? He didn't even communicate with the bridge of heaven and earth... Isn't that too much of an exaggeration!?"

"I didn't even see how he broke it..."

"I didn't see it. I just saw the long sword flying past, and then Zhao Wumian suddenly appeared behind Yangshe Congyun..."

"It's so fucking awesome!"

"Since he broke through the Shudao Difficulty in front of the whole martial arts world, Wei Minghou must be the youngest martial arts champion, right?"

"Not only is he the youngest, he is even the first martial arts champion who does not have the bridge of heaven and earth. He is estimated to be less than 30 years old this year. In another 20 years, I am afraid he will be able to defeat the Rong people's national teacher Wudamu!"

Only then did the spectators around the ring react, and they immediately burst into thunderous cheers, with waves of deafening noise.

No matter how many grudges and hatreds there are in the martial arts world, they have one thing in common... they are all warriors from the Central Plains.

Anyone whose ancestral home is north of the Yangtze River, and their grandfathers have basically been bullied by the Rong people. When they think that there is a marquis like Zhao Wumian who has a promising future in the court, isn't it a foregone conclusion that they will defeat the Rong people in the future and prevent them from invading the Central Plains again?
The stupid Rong people came every year to raid the pass and plunder. This year, they succeeded and broke through the Piantou Pass. Most of the Central Plains warriors were actually holding their breath. Now it was the Jin army that was resisting the Rong people! Zhao Wumian's soldiers! Their boss became the martial arts champion, which was a great honor.

The remaining gangsters from the south didn't think about national affairs, but they couldn't help but howl with excitement, feeling the pleasure of witnessing history with their own eyes.

Only Qing Liantian's disciples were at a loss... If even the leader was defeated, how could they, Qing Liantian, still be the leader of Shu? According to the rules of martial arts, the boss of Shu's martial arts world should be replaced by Zhao Wumian.

Although Zhao Wumian runs around like a wanderer all day long, he is not only Marquis Weiming, but also a true disciple of the Sword Sect. If he really wants to take over these martial arts forces and territories, it is more than enough for him.

"Roar----"

The masters of the palace usually had stiff faces, but at this moment they couldn't help but agree with the people around them, praising Zhao Wumian for his prowess, with smug expressions on their faces.

Look, this is the marquis of our court.

The empress dowager was so excited that she wanted to push aside the pearl curtain, jump into the arena, hug Zhao Wumian and give him a kiss, if for no other reason than because Zhao Wumian was still looking at the bamboo hat... Humph, do you cherish the things I gave you so much?
The unity of heaven and man defeated Wu Kui, who was the bridge connecting heaven and earth... It's easy to say that he was fighting against a higher level, but throughout history, Zhao Wumian is currently the only one who can do this.

When he first declared war on the Sword Master in the capital, few people really thought he could win, but now, with nearly ten thousand spectators present, all of them are convinced.

There were excited shouts everywhere around his ears, making Zhao Wumian's ears ring a little. He looked calm, tied his bamboo hat behind his shoulders, and glanced at the silent Yangshe Congyun. "This afternoon, take your people and get out of Qingcheng Mountain."

Yangshe Congyun's broken arm was bleeding profusely. He covered the wound with his robe with one hand, half-knelt on the ground, his face slightly pale. He was surprised to hear this, "You won't kill me?"

"Kill you... to give you a quick death?" Zhao Wumian sneered, "Wu Honghua and Qingcheng Mountain will be taken over by me. As for whether you live or die, it really doesn't matter. Someone from the court will take you to the Detective Department later and explain the matter of the Jiuli Fan family..."

Yes, he is indeed of no importance to Zhao Wumian... He is just a thug pushed to the front. What Zhao Wumian really wants to kill is the Jiuli Fan family. Now Yangshe Congyun still has value to be used, and it would be a waste to kill him.

But this statement is obviously insulting. Even if Yangshe Congyun was defeated, he was still a martial arts champion and still had his arrogance. He had been in the martial arts world for his entire life and had led the Shu martial arts world for nearly twenty years. How could he be willing to be Zhao Wumian's dog after being defeated?
His expression couldn't help but become a little grim.

Zhao Wumian smiled faintly when he saw this, "You obviously have a grudge against me, but in the end you have to work for me... Are you dissatisfied?"

Yangshe Congyun was silent.

"You may not agree, but that proves that you don't understand the current situation clearly." Zhao Wumian raised his hand calmly.

When the masters of the Imperial Palace saw this, they immediately jumped off the stage, and more than a dozen people surrounded Yangshe Congyun in three layers.

Yangshe Congyun was slightly stunned. With his keen eyesight, he could naturally tell the approximate strength of these palace masters...the weakest ones were all masters.

Grandmasters are already the backbone of the top sects. Even in Xiao Xitian and Jianzong, there are only a dozen or so grandmasters... But the grandmasters brought by Zhao Wumian to the scene are already the number of grandmasters of the top sects.

Zhao Wumian untied the ties of his raincoat, leaned back his shoulders, and the raincoat fell down, revealing the green shirt underneath. He then took out a sign from his sleeve that said "As if I were here in person", looked down at Yangshe Congyun, and said indifferently to the masters of the palace:

"Yesterday, I secretly investigated the father-in-law of the leader of Qingliantian, Yangshe Congyun, who was hiding armor and intending to rebel... I went to the King of Shu to mobilize troops. All the disciples of Qingliantian were taken to jail. At the same time, their families were arrested together to make it easier for them to confess."

Yangshe Congyun stood there in a daze.

Do you really think that Zhao Wumian is a legitimate Jianghu person just because he follows the rules of the Jianghu? At this moment, he took off his raincoat and took out the token to warn Yangshe Congyun... His title of Weiming Hou is not an empty title.

He was a close minister of the emperor, and with this token, he had the power to act at his own discretion. If he really wanted to mobilize troops, he would do so.

Zhao Wumian looked at Yangshe Congyun who was dumbfounded, and stood with his hands behind his back. His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a strong threat, "When this marquis finds out that Qing Liantian secretly hid the armor, he will release him... If the former knife leader does not want to cause any deaths, go to the Detective Department and cooperate honestly."

Even if Qing Liantian resists... do they have the ability to resist?
Yangshe Congyun is no match for Zhao Wumian, and the number of masters in the sect is definitely not as large as that of the masters in the palace. No matter how many disciples there are, can they be compared with the army? Even if they want to run away... they can run away for a while, but do they have to take their families with them to flee to the ends of the earth?
Don't joke, the reason why the imperial court holds the country is because of these one million troops and hundreds of masters... martial arts champion versus martial arts champion, master versus master, army versus sect disciples, layer by layer. No matter how powerful Qing Liantian is in Shu, he is nothing in front of the imperial court.

Yangshe Congyun's face immediately darkened, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was ferocious. "Threatening me?"

"Threat?" Zhao Wumian sneered. "So what? Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the former sword master values ​​friendship and loyalty. If you are willing to sit back and watch thousands of your disciples being beheaded for hiding armor, you can run away now. You can join Dongyan or Jiuli, or even go to the Western Region Saint Church and cooperate with them to kill me. It's all fine. This marquis will give you this opportunity again."

"Or..." Zhao Wumian's expression turned colder, "Do you think I dare not kill your disciples? Former Knife Master, don't be too naive. I don't have any good feelings towards you Qing Liantian. Even if I really kill you, what will happen? The crime of secretly storing armor will kill anyone who touches it. Don't you know?"

This excuse was personally given by Mr. Qin San and Fan Shunan in order to lure Zhao Wumian up the mountain. How could Zhao Wumian not use it?

As for whether Qing Liantian really hid the armor... once he entered the Detective Department, Zhao Wumian would have the final say.

If he says yes, then it is.

Yangshe Congyun's calm expression was full of ferocity, and his chest kept rising and falling... But what could he do? Kill Zhao Wumian? Never mind whether he had the ability to do so now. If he dared to draw his sword against Zhao Wumian at this moment, the Queen Mother sitting at the top would not tolerate him.

Arrest him in jail for interrogation? Just dispatch troops to the mountain, kill every Qing Liantian disciple you see, and anyone who dares not make six strikes in one second will have their salary deducted for one month.

What the hell is the use of Yangshe Congyun… just kill them all, what are you yelling about?

If any disciple of Qing Liantian dares to escape, his entire family will be executed... Someone can always tell the difference between killing one person and killing the entire family.

This is the current situation. The person standing opposite Yangshe Congyun is not a playboy, but a powerful duke in the imperial court... You have offended him, but you still want to stay out of it and be safe and sound?
Do you really think Zhao Wumian is a soft persimmon that can be easily bullied?

Yangshe Congyun could only bow his head and accept his fate... He was on the run, it didn't matter, people in the martial arts world had to live by their heads hanging on their pants waists, but he had a wife and disciples.

People in the underworld are also human beings. It is impossible for them to not care about anyone in their lifetime.

If you offend the imperial court, they may not be able to kill you temporarily due to their limited strength, but they will definitely kill the people around you.

Yangshe Congyun was taken away by the palace masters, and Zhao Wumian reminded him again behind him.

"Dong Yan is to blame for your son's incident. He may be dead, or he may have escaped, or he may have been captured alive by Dong Yan and is trying to use this to force you to kill me. As for Yangshe Yin, he was captured by the Western Region Saint Church... Both of these forces have grudges against me, so Qian Daokui should think carefully about this."

Yangshe Congyun couldn't help but pause. Zhao Wumian's words were to remind him that his real enemy happened to have a grudge against Zhao Wumian... If he cooperated honestly and didn't have any bad intentions, Zhao Wumian might help him with revenge.

Of course, what’s more, it’s heart-breaking... No matter how unwilling you are, you have to be willing to be my dog ​​and do things for me.

This is the current situation. With Yangshe Congyun's arrogance, could he ever reconcile with Dongyan and the Western Region Holy Church?
If he did so, he would not be Yangshe Congyun.

Yangshe Congyun did not reply and left silently.

Upon seeing this, his wife hurried over but was stopped by a master from the Imperial Palace.

Zhao Wumian waved his hand lightly, and the imperial guards let him go.

Madam Yangshe supported Yangshe Congyun, tears already streaming down her face, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, "Tell me, why did you provoke Marquis Weiming?"

Yangshe Congyun was silent.

Madam Yangshe continued to babble, "Alas, fortunately, I have saved my life. It's okay to lose an arm. There are many miracle doctors in the world who can reattach broken limbs. I'll take some gifts to Guixuan Valley someday to ask... Where are we going?"

"Detective Department."

"You want to go to jail?"

"Well, I'll stay there for a few days." "Oh... then I'll go with you."

"That place is so dirty, it's not suitable for you to go there."

"Shut up, who would want to go there if not you?"

Yangshe Congyun continued to remain silent.

Whether it's Yangshe Congyun or Tang Weiyu, most of the men in Shu are relatively silent in front of their wives... they are henpecked.

The voices of the couple's conversation gradually faded away. It was too noisy just now, covering up the sound of their conversation. The onlookers on the mountain didn't know what Yangshe Congyun was doing. They guessed it was because of his personal grudge with Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian withdrew his gaze from the two of them, but saw that the masters of the Imperial Palace around him were all looking at him.

"what happened?"

"It's just that I feel that the Marquis is a little different today..." The palace masters brought to Shu are basically the Queen Mother's personal guards, and every one of them is a young woman with a charming demeanor. Someone blushed for some reason and whispered, "The Marquis was too gentle in the past, but today he is very domineering... like a prince."

Zhao Wumian rolled his eyes. "I don't usually like to use my power to pressure others. It's too tiring and not like me. But some things can only be handled this way... There's no other way."

"Oh...but he's very handsome..."

After a few brief words, Mu Li'er and Su Qingqi flew over, glared at the young ladies around them, squeezed in and held Zhao Wumian's arm, "After he used the Heavenly Demon Blood Solution, he was exhausted, and you didn't even bother to support him... What are you talking about?"

The masters of the palace hesitated and dared not say more.

Zhao Wumian laughed.

Mu Lier glared at him, "You said they didn't say anything about you? Why are you still holding on after fighting with Yangshe Congyun? After beating Tang Weiyu, you wanted to lie on the ground right there, why are you so calm now? They forgot about it, can't you do it yourself?"

"If I really get close to you, won't you and Miss Su be angry?"

"Why should I be angry? I don't care about trivial matters when I am in the world."

Su Qingqi also nodded slightly, "Young Master is now a marquis, it's normal for him to have a few bed-warming maids. If he really wants to have a few secret guards around him, the Queen Mother won't object... Many of the secret guards were brought into the palace by the Queen Mother back then. They are about the same age as the Queen Mother, with clean family backgrounds, chastity, and clean... They'll be perfect for being wet nurses for the baby in the future."

Su Qingqi is indeed from an aristocratic family, and she is very open-minded in this regard...

The masters of the Imperial Palace blinked their eyes. As for whether they were happy or not... they were definitely happy in their hearts.

The Marquis is handsome, has great martial arts skills, is young, and treats them very well. He doesn't treat servants as human beings like the masters of the noble families...

Zhao Wumian felt that if he really accepted this, there might be a young woman waiting for him tonight... In fact, he was looking forward to it. Who doesn't want to lie on the lap of a beautiful woman? But he always pays attention to the word "love", so let's forget it.

Talk about it later, talk about it later.

Zhao Wumian felt that he had withstood a very extraordinary temptation, and he could show off to the nun next time he saw her.

The spectators around the arena were still cheering loudly. Zhao Wumian stood on the stage, bowed slightly to the people around him, and then was supported to the high platform where the empress dowager was.

The empress dowager realized that Xiao Yuanmu was still by her side and she couldn't lose the royal etiquette, so she resisted the urge to lift the pearl curtain and sat upright in the sedan chair. Seeing Zhao Wumian's weak appearance as he was supported, she couldn't help feeling a little reluctant, so she moved her hips and patted the cushion under her.

"My Lord, you have worked hard... Come in and rest for a while."

The Queen Mother's sedan chair wasn't too big, but it was certainly not small either. It was more than enough for two people to sit in it. However, Zhao Wumian, thinking that Xiao Yuanmu was still by his side, didn't show too much intimacy with the Queen Mother. He said, "In public, this might ruin the Queen Mother's reputation..."

Reputation? The Queen Mother blinked her eyes and thought to herself, wasn't it me who beat you up that night? But now that you are out there, you should keep a low profile.

As a widow, the Queen Mother shouldn't be too intimate with other men in public, so she could only nod slightly.

The Shu King's private army looked at the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother looked at Zhao Wumian and asked, "My Lord, do you have any unfinished business on this mountain?"

Tang Weiyu was probably going on a killing spree in the back mountain... But in this kind of bullying situation, it didn't matter whether he was there more or less. With Tang Weiyu's strength, I believe he could help him deal with these things... Otherwise, how could Tang Weiyu be considered a martial arts master?
After getting some information from Yangshe Congyun, I will ask him to lead his men away from the mountain so that I can take over Qingcheng Mountain... I am really tired now. In just one day, I have fought two martial arts masters...

Zhao Wumian didn't say much and just waved his hand.

"Let's go."

Bang bang————

The butt of the spear hit the ground hard, shocking the spectators present and making them all look at it. Then the private army of the King of Shu escorted everyone away under the gaze of nearly ten thousand martial artists around.

Zhao Wumian used the "Liu Wujin" to recover some strength, and bowed slightly to the Jianghu people around the arena, saying hello, "See you in Jianghu."

"Weiming Hou fought beautifully today!"

"I hope you will kill more Rong dogs in the future!"

“The green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water flows forever!”

Zhao Wumian smiled, retracted his gaze, gently stroked the hilt of the Qingxu sword behind his waist, and left Qingcheng Mountain surrounded by the private army of the King of Shu.

He didn't know whether this could be considered a success.

He woke up at Qinfeng Mountain and saw the Qingqi morning smoke. He approached Taiyuan in danger, stained the Buddhist temple with blood, broke into the palace at night, formed a formation to protect Hequ, killed the prince with a sword, and was named Weiming Hou.

He captured a Rong man at Changshan, and killed the assassin when he returned to the capital. When he landed in Shu, he defeated the martial arts champion and became the sword champion.

He is the most powerful official in the imperial court and has absolute power over the martial arts world.

From waking up to now, it has been three months, from winter to spring.

Zhao Wumian turned around and looked at Xiao Yuanmu who was walking beside him.

Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian smiled at her.

Xiao Yuanmu covered the lower half of his face with a round fan... and was also smiling.

Zhao Wumian withdrew his gaze.

Be it the Marquis or the martial arts champion... as long as the things around you are not settled, you are far from being successful.

But the most urgent thing is... I want to go back to the capital to develop a pair of elastic pants for this little girl... No, no, no, the elasticity of white silk is quite good, it should be able to support Xiao Yuanmu's appearance after he grows up. If it can't support it, it will be a battle-damaged version of white silk...

Even more lewd...

Xiao Yuanmu poked Zhao Wumian with the handle of his round fan, his tone somehow sounded a little dangerous, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhao Wumian said nothing.

Can this witch read minds?
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After writing this chapter, there is only a little finishing touch left for this volume.

I'd like to take a day off.

Arrange the detailed outline for the next volume.

This volume feels pretty good, the word count is well controlled and it is not as lengthy as the previous volumes.

(End of this chapter)