Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

"Have you left this world?"

Wu Gong frowned.

He is now basically certain that as long as he draws this grimace, he will be transported out of this world.

But after leaving this world, he had no idea where he went.

After all, Chen Hao doesn't dare to try painting on his body now.

While she was thinking, Guo Fu walked in from outside and said, "Brother Wu Gong, have you seen your father? I haven't seen him for a long time."

Wu Gong shook his head and said, "I haven't seen him before. I have been in the mansion during this period and I haven't seen Uncle Guo. What's wrong? Do you have anything to see him for?"

Guo Fu nodded and said: "Tomorrow is the beginning of the world's best martial arts conference. My mother asked me to find my father to discuss who will host this world's best martial arts conference."

"My godmother's current physical condition is not suitable for public appearances, but I have a candidate. With his prestige, he is enough to preside over this world's best martial arts conference."

"Who?" Guo Fu asked curiously.

Wu Gong smiled mysteriously, and then said: "This is a secret. Don't worry, you will know who this mysterious person is tomorrow. Sister Fum, after the Mongols completely retreat, I want to take my godmother and leave here. Will you come with me then?"

Guo Fu was stunned for a moment, and then said decisively: "Of course, there is no problem. I will go wherever you go."

Wu Gong reached out and took Guo Fu's hand, "With you here, I can take care of my godmother. Well, don't worry, the Mongols will retreat soon."

Even if that Ruyang King is not dead, I guarantee you.

Godmother, I need a quiet place to give birth, and I won’t let him give birth in danger here! "

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"Is this Xiangyang City? It looks so spectacular!"

A convoy of dozens of carriages drove slowly on the official road.

The carriage was covered with scratches.

Some are traces of weapons.

Some are scratches left on the carriage by stones flying away from the wheels while the carriage was traveling rapidly.

Originally, the body of the carriage should have been painted with black tung paint, giving it a mighty and domineering look.

But at this moment, against the backdrop of these scratches.

But it seemed extremely crude and rough.

Many of the copper nails on the wheels have also disappeared.

Empty holes were exposed.

The car curtain was slowly pulled up, and a young man with fair skin looked up towards the wall of Xiangyang City.

On the city wall, the brown stone bricks and tiles have been completely covered by densely packed human heads. In some places, there is not even just a single layer of human heads, but several layers. When the wind blows, these heads hit the ground like bells. Together.

It looks extremely terrifying.

It gives you goosebumps all over your body.

The young man's eyes swept over the Mongolian faces, without any expression. Instead, he began to look up and down at the gate of Xiangyang City.

"Sure enough, it is a giant city that is easy to defend but difficult to attack!"

The young man looked at the Zhang Jinnu on the city wall.

These crossbows are specially made, and the tails of the crossbows are tied with iron chains. They can pose a great threat to Mongolia's rams, battering rams, and ladders. Once these large siege equipment are gone.

Then just rely on the catapult to hit it one after another.

Who knows that it will take until the Year of the Monkey to defeat Xiangyang City.

"Since attacking from a distance is not possible, then there is only one other way to break the city." The young man put down the car curtain and finally showed a smile on his face, "If attacking from the outside is not possible, then there is only one way to break the city." One way to attack this city is to attack it from the inside."

"I advise you not to waste your efforts." Jiumozhi, wearing casual clothes, sat in the innermost part of the carriage. Compared with before, there was a vicious scar on his face that almost split his entire face in two. If Jiumozhi used to have a Buddha-like appearance on his face, then at this moment, his face is only full of ferocity. There is no trace of kindness anymore, only the ferocity written on the surface is left. murderous look.

"Oh? How do you say this?" The young man looked at Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi didn't speak, he just kept turning the beads in his hand.

The young man didn't want to ask any more questions.

Just looking outside through the gap in the curtain.

The carriage soon arrived at the city gate.

The road ahead has been blocked by people entering the city.

The world's best martial arts tournament is about to begin.

This is an unspeakable temptation for everyone in the martial arts world.

For many people, they are not even qualified to enter the ring.

But that doesn't stop them from coming to watch.

Especially this time, the world's best martial arts conference will elect a martial arts leader. Many people hope to witness this history.

How many years has it been since there was no martial arts leader in the world?

How many decades has it been?

"Hey! The carriages can't go in now. All the carriages should be parked over there. You can send people to guard them yourself. Or you can pay a certain amount of money and we will send people to guard them. Of course, if you definitely want to drive the carriages You have to pay money when you go in. In addition, if the horses are frightened, you have to pay more money as compensation." The fat-bellied official held the account book in his hand. Facing the tall and muscular coachman, he was not afraid at all.

Are there any ruthless people in Xiangyang City now?

But as long as you enter this city, it doesn't matter whether you are a criminal robber or a green forest robber.

Even if you are a Liangshanshui thief who harmed a party back then, you still have to clamp your tail tightly for me.

Otherwise, your head will be hung on the city wall and you will be treated as a Mongolian.

"If I want to drive a carriage in, how much money do I need to pay for a carriage?" The coachman jumped down. The big bow behind him almost spanned his entire body, but he could only see the bow but not the arrow.

"A carriage costs fifty taels of silver. If you leave it there first, you will have to pay one tael of silver every day. If you send someone to guard it yourself, it will be free." The official waved the brush in his hand on his tongue. After rowing twice, he pointed to an open space not far away surrounded by a wooden fence.

There were dozens of carriages parked in the open space.

Most of them are caravan trucks!

These businessmen were all very stingy and were reluctant to pay to let the carriage in. So I simply hired someone to move the goods in box by box.

Of course, there are also some particularly gorgeously decorated carriages parked in the parking lot, but those carriages are guarded by dedicated personnel.

"Give me money!"

The young man's voice came from the car behind.

The driver didn't say anything, just groped around his body.

Finally he took out a gold nugget that looked like a dog bone.

The official narrowed his eyes.

He reached out and stuffed the gold nugget into his arms.

Then he made a check on the account book in his hand!

"Okay, you can go in. Don't cause trouble after entering, otherwise the soldiers patrolling the streets will not let you go!" The official threw out a small black sign and then walked towards the convoy behind. .

As soon as the convoy behind heard that they had to pay so much money, they immediately heard complaints.

The convoy continued to move forward.

After pushing through the crowds, we finally entered Xiangyang City.

The main road in Xiangyang City is already crowded with carriages, and the residents on both sides have all turned into family hotels. The entire city is completely full. It is not difficult to imagine that even if the world's best martial arts tournament is over, Xiangyang City is about to usher in its most glorious moment.

But the prerequisite is that the Mongols don't come back.

Otherwise, the whole city will soon come to an end again.

The young man's convoy obviously did not need to live in these residential buildings. They had someone to meet them. Just after they took a few steps forward, a group of people appeared in front of them, blocking the way.

The person who came was also carrying a big bow.

He and the groom looked at each other.

Then he jumped on the carriage and started to show the way.

The young man opened the car curtain again.

Nowadays, it is difficult to see ordinary people on the streets of Xiangyang City. Most of them are martial arts people wearing strange clothes, from various sects, and some people even wear military armor.

The young man frowned slightly.

"It seems that the legend is true. Huang Rong is really powerful. He can actually recruit these martial arts people under his command."

"It's just everyone getting what they need." Jiumozhi said again: "These people in the martial arts world are all hypocrites. Once a fight breaks out, if the loss rate exceeds 10%, then they will run away. I had wanted to organize a powerful army of monks before, but even those monks who practiced Buddhism in the Zen monastery fled one by one, not to mention those Huang Rong gathered with money. A bunch of martial arts people.

I can say with certainty that although all of these people have martial arts skills.

But when it comes to the battlefield, it's not worth mentioning at all. " Jiumozhi glanced out the window, his eyes full of disdain.

The young man smiled and said nothing.

The potbellied official walked into the city gate.

Looking at the carriage that was about to go away in the distance.

He sneered, took out the piece of gold from his arms, weighed it in his hand, and the soldiers around him immediately turned their eyes. He looked at the soldiers around him and said, "Don't look any further. Even if this piece of gold comes into my hands, I have to hand it over. Do you know what kind of gold this piece of gold is?"

"Sir, my subordinates don't know."

"This piece of gold is called a gold piece! It is a gold nugget specially made by the Mongols. It is of high purity. If it were exchanged for Song Dynasty silver, this small piece of gold could be exchanged for hundreds of taels of silver. But this kind of gold nugget cannot be exchanged for ordinary people. There is no right to use it. Among the Mongolians, only members of the Mongolian royal family are qualified to use it. Therefore, the people in this carriage should be members of the Mongolian royal family."

After hearing this, the eyes of the surrounding soldiers all glowed with golden light.

"Sir, doesn't this mean that everyone in the car is free of money?"

The official nodded and threw the gold nugget to the nearest soldier: "Send this gold nugget to the prefect's mansion and hand it over to the person in charge. Don't think about being greedy. Even if you are greedy for this nugget of gold, there is still something wrong." However, according to my understanding, I will give you a reward, and you will share it with me, and I won’t take it.”

"Yes, my lord."

The soldier who got the gold nugget immediately rushed towards the prefect's mansion.

The official shook his head and continued to take the ink and start recording.

There have been a lot of suspicious people entering Xiangyang City recently.

But this has nothing to do with him.

It is enough for him to be responsible for managing the taxation at the city gate.

Wu Gong weighed the gold nugget in his hand.

He threw it on the table next to him.

Then he took out a cloth package from his arms and threw it to the soldier in front of him: "I'll leave this silver to you. You can take it back and divide it among yourself. Remember, if you encounter such a gold nugget again, the first Come and report as soon as possible.”

The soldier nodded.

He handed over and left.

Wu Gong picked up the gold nugget again.

Delicate indentations in the caressed nugget.

Li Mochou was sitting next to him and said, "Wu Lang, it looks like someone really big has entered the city. Do you want me to take someone over to deal with it and prevent them from causing trouble tomorrow?"

Wu Gong shook his head and said, "That's not necessary at all! In fact, I'm just waiting for them to come out to make trouble. If they don't come out to make trouble, I'm really not used to it. Mochou, if you have the chance, let me take you with you. If you leave here, will you choose to go with me? "

"Wu Lang, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't have any relatives in this world anymore. If I have to say that I have one, then apart from you, the only one left is my junior sister. However, everyone has everyone. I originally wanted to influence her own destiny, but then I thought about it. She will have her own destiny." Li Mochou walked into Wu Gong's arms and said, "If you want to leave one day. , please take me with you. I cannot accept life without you. I would rather die than live in this world without you.”

Wu Gong hugged Li Mochou and smelled the faint floral fragrance coming from him, "I won't leave you. I just recently discovered a way for us to go far away. Once, if I can really Master this method, and I will try to take you out of this world of right and wrong. There is no need to be trapped in this box. It’s time to go out.”

Li Mochou didn't fully understand.

But she also understood the general meaning, so she hugged Chen Hao tighter.

Wu Gong looked at the gold nugget in his hand and said, "Come on, when the world's best martial arts conference starts tomorrow, we won't have many days to stay in Xiangyang City. This time, I will completely solve this Mongolian rebellion!"

"By the way, Wu Lang, who do you plan to let host this world's best martial arts conference?"

"Secret!" (End of Chapter)