Taking Marvel back to the Northern Song Dynasty

In the fifth year of Xinghe, the end of March was approaching the beginning of April. w

Liangshan was destroyed, and the news of Song Jiang's enthronement had spread. The battlefield of nearly 100,000 people started and ended in Yuncheng and Jeju. In just a few days, the huge enemy with tens of thousands of people collapsed. The defeated soldiers who escaped and the lucky leader who survived spread the word about the newly-emerged Dongji Factory in the imperial court, forcing Liangshan heroes to go down the mountain, massacring the people, inciting rebellion against brotherly loyalty, causing Xiao Qiang and other despicable conspiracies, targeting Dongchang for cruelty and viciousness. Rumors spread widely in the world.

Coupled with the news in Tokyo about the killing of disaster relief officials and merchants by the East Jiji Factory, the rivers and lakes and green forests in Heluo and Qilu gradually began to make sounds... After the Liangshan water village was broken, the people who escaped A group of old and weak women and children from Liangshan cried out to the martial arts comrades one by one about the evil deeds of the Dongjishi Factory. Everyone who heard it was filled with righteous indignation. Pei Baogu, the "Pink-faced Guanyin", advocated for the martial arts comrades to be loyal and righteous for the green forest. No justice, eradicate the evil dogs of the court like Dongji Shichang.

All kinds of news and rumors are gathering and fermenting. However, they did not know that soon after, an incident that should have nothing to do with them caused Dong Jiji Factory to raise the butcher's knife again.

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"What kind of sect is the Heavy Sword Sect?"

A team of thousands of people walked along the official road towards Bianliang. In the carriage at the front, Bai Muchiu was holding a book. The shaft of the carriage was quite steep, and the silver wire swayed gently and slid down. His eyes were fixed on the pages of the book, but this time it was no longer the Buddhist scriptures.

Across the carriage curtain, the eunuch with a powdered face and gray temples clasped his hands and spoke in a deep voice, unlike the other eunuchs who whispered, "Return to the governor, the news from Fanzi is just a small piece of news." At its peak, the county's sect had no more than one or two hundred people. The leader was called Luo Jiazhi, later also called Shengjian Luo Qi. He was about fifty years old, had five children, one wife and five concubines. His house was located in the northeast of Nanping County. Fifty-six servants.”

"How is your martial arts?" the voice asked again.

Cao Shaoqin said: "The news came that this person is very good at martial arts. The original sixteen styles of the heavy sword passed down from his family were modified into seven styles, which are extremely powerful. I think this person is still very powerful."

In the carriage, Bai Muchiu put down the book, and the figure behind the curtain said, "Your Majesty has ordered me to come over and urge this governor to go back. Otherwise, I would like to know what this martial arts world is like."

"Master Governor, what did your Majesty say that made you rush back?" Cao Shaoqin leaned towards the carriage.

Inside the car curtain, Bai Muchiu's voice was cold, "The governor will tell you what you should listen to. If you shouldn't listen, you'd better control your mouth and ears."

"Yes!" Cao Shaoqin quickly replied, keeping distance from the carriage.

Behind him, a voluptuous and handsome man in white clothes smoothed his hair, held up his sword, chuckled, and looked with disdain. Cao Shaoqin looked at him sideways, his brows showing no anger, and then snorted coldly, "Mind yourself."

After that, he drove his horse to the front line.

The remaining journey was not long. There were more and more pedestrians and merchants on the official road, and the outline of the city could be vaguely seen. In the car, Xifu twisted around, changed into a comfortable position, and fell asleep. Bai Muchiu looked at the page on the table. It was about the recent comments about Dongchang in various places after Liangshan. Among them, the impression of Dongchang by the martial arts community was probably almost the same as that of those evil cults.

"A decent family? A gangster?"

Bai Muchiu threw the pieces of paper aside, leaned back, and gently stroked Xi Fu's hair with his hand. His eyes were unmoved, as if he didn't take these martial arts to heart.

But I really didn’t take it to heart. The wisps of green silk slipped between his fingers. He looked at Xifu sleeping sweetly, and evoked a gentle smile. Then, he noticed the few undetectable needle holes on the back of her neck, and the smile on his face changed. Ice cold.

Now that he is taking Xifu with him, that person will probably not appear again, and may disappear for a while, but if he really finds out, it will be somewhat sad. Bai Muchiu stroked Xifu's hair, "I hope it's not her... ..I hope it’s not her.”

While murmuring, Xifu felt a bit of itching, murmured, and leaned into Bai Muchiu's arms.

......

In the afternoon, the team entered the city, and two or three carriages stopped in front of the Bai Mansion. Looking at the towering and majestic gate of the mansion, Bai Sheng and Chen jumped out of the carriage behind, they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

"Brother...will this be our home from now on?" Even the naive Bai Yi was frightened by such a mansion at this time.

"This... this is too big... I have always heard people say that land in Bianliang City is very expensive. To buy such a big house, my brother must have spent a lot of money." Bai Diguang thought as he looked at the door of the house. She was in a daze, and then she came over to lead Xifu out of the car, completely forgetting that she was the third sister of the owner of the mansion, but instead a slave who had returned to Yuan Wai's house.

Xifu smiled at her third sister Bai Di and said, "Ah...Xifu remembers...my husband said...someone wearing gold glittering clothes gave it to me..."

At this time, Bai Sheng and his wife came over, and Mrs. Chen quickly pushed Bai Di away and took the initiative to hold Xifu in his arms. Bai Sheng rubbed his hands and looked at his brother with a longing expression, "Then...then...can your sister-in-law and I also sit here?"

"Well, the housekeeper will make arrangements for you." Bai Muchiu said simply, turned around and got on the carriage again, raised the curtain and said to them: "You go in and settle down. The governor will go to the palace to return to the officials, so there is no need to wait at night. "

Everyone watched the carriage leave. After Xifu lost sight of the carriage, he said to Bai Di beside him: "Sister...sister...let's go in with Xifu...it's so lively at home...before." .... Just Xifu and my husband... Grandpa... Three... By the way... Xifu also raised a lot of ducks... The lake is so big... Xifu We need to take a boat...to catch ducks."

"Is there a lake at home?" Ms. Chen's eyes were shining and she said to Bai Sheng beside her: "I want to row a boat. In my dream, I want to sit in the boat and enjoy the moon in the lake. I will go there at night."

Bai Sheng was tugged on the ear, "Go, let's both go, it's my brother's after all, I can't take advantage of others."

As everyone said this, they entered the mansion. Chunlan and Dongmei hurriedly greeted them, took Xifu, and went to the North Courtyard to change. Mrs. Chen whispered: "Also...I also want a maid to serve me."

"Okay... okay..." Bai Sheng looked at the two maidens with bright eyes and kept nodding.

Mrs. Chen gave him a disgusted look and stretched out her hand to pinch her. "You dare to look at me while I'm still here. She's my sister-in-law's maid. Be careful that your brother takes your skin off."

Bai Sheng disagreed and followed the old housekeeper, "It's my brother's, isn't it mine? Besides, I was delivering news in Liangshan for my brother, and that was a narrow escape. If he wants a few women, he will definitely not complain."

"Brother, you shouldn't talk like this." Bai Di originally resented Bai Sheng, but after being a slave for several years, her temper has been worn away. "It's not easy for my brother to be what he is today. We shouldn't enjoy his things. , it’s natural to enjoy it. We are relatives and should live together with Heqi Qi. My younger brother is now in a high official position, so he must have many enemies, so we should be more humble. "

Bai Sheng was said to be a bit resentful. He was originally an idle man in the village. Now that he has a big backer, how can he be idle? He had already had other ideas on the way here.

It's just that, right now, my feet are not yet warm.

........

It's still late at night and the palace is closed.

In Yanfu Hall, Zhao Ji threw the memorials on the ground and was very angry.

Behind him, there was a person kneeling, with silver silk hanging to the ground and a thrifty face.

ps: Ah, it’s Sanjiang, everyone, please move, I will follow the code immediately