Chapter 44: A pear blossom crushes a begonia
Chapter 44: A pear blossom crushes the begonia
"A swordsman in black?"
"Yes."
"Even you are no match?"
"My swordsmanship is ordinary, but his body movements are extremely fast. In a life-and-death fight, I am only on par with him."
"Could it be someone from the Sun Moon Sect?"
"Probably not. In fact...my godfather has also seen him."
"I have seen it?"
"He was the man who defeated the 'Little Giant Spirit God' Fan Zhutian with one sword in the martial arts competition in October this year."
"Oh, I remember him now. What's his name? Li...some fish?"
Lin Youlan said coldly: "Zhang Liyu!"
There is a plaque in the middle of Longlin Hall with four large characters "Dragons Soaring Across the Seas" engraved on it. This is the handwriting of Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan Sect. Longlin Society obtained this in exchange for an annual tribute of 30,000 taels of silver to Songshan Sect.
There were two people sitting in the main seat under the plaque.
One old and one young, both dressed in red.
Lin Kun was wearing a red robe with twin lotus flowers embroidered on the corners.
The 28-year-old woman next to him was none other than his new concubine, the fourth daughter of Sikong Huan, the leader of Shennong Gang, Sikong Qingqing.
Lin Kun had no wife, and given Sikong Qingqing's status and her attentive service last night, he allowed her to accept the tea from the disciples of the Dragon Scale Society as his wife.
At this time, sitting on both sides were the eldest daughter of the Lin family, Lin Youlan, and another vice president, Ni Jinbiao. Below them were Lin Kun's four adopted sons and five or six masters with status in the society. These were the leading figures of the Dragon Scale Society.
Lin Youlan sat in the chair at the top of the right row, closest to Sikong Qingqing. She looked at this stepmother who was younger than herself, with a trace of sadness in her eyes, and when she mentioned the name "Zhang Liyu", her eyes turned to resentment.
Lin Kun nodded and said, "His name is Zhang Liyu. On the stage that day, I saw that he and Fan Zhutian each had their own strengths, and I wanted to recruit them both into the Dragon Scale Society. I didn't expect that he would actually join the Wild Wolf Gang? And he even seriously injured you?"
"The child is incompetent."
Peng Canghu, with gauze wrapped around his chest, stood in the hall and apologized.
Ni Jinbiao stroked his beard and chuckled, "Joining the Wild Wolf Gang at this time shows that you are a fool who does not know the current situation."
Ni Jinbiao's kung fu skills were mediocre, but he was well-educated, his family was wealthy, and he was quite famous in Pingyang Prefecture.
Lin Kun frowned and asked in confusion, "I saw his skills in the ring that day. Although he had some good points, they were just childish tricks. It's only been two months and he's on par with you."
Peng Canghu was also puzzled. He could not explain this matter, so he could only say: "Maybe this person is a martial arts genius."
After hearing this, Lin Kun's brows furrowed even more tightly.
Peng Canghu knelt down immediately upon seeing this and said, "Foster father, I beg you to order us to attack Wolf Head Mountain. I will not withdraw my troops until we capture Zhao Xia and Zhang Liyu!"
Lin Kun thought for a moment and sneered, "Wolf Head Mountain deserves to be attacked! According to what you said, in two months, even I won't be a match for Zhang Liyu."
"My foster father is a martial arts master. He is a dragon catcher and has no rivals in Pingyang Prefecture and Nine Counties. Even if Zhang Liyu spends another ten years, he still cannot defeat my foster father with just one little finger."
Peng Canghu felt regretful in his heart, and he didn’t know that what he said was wrong.
Lin Kun was originally a deep-minded person. When there were external enemies before, he showed a broad mind, but now his suspicious and guessing character is completely exposed.
Lin Kun chuckled and said, "You are injured and it is inconvenient for you. This time, I will personally take action, so as to avoid that the martial arts world will forget about the 'Dragon Catcher' if we don't take action for a long time."
Peng Canghu lowered his head and dared not speak. Ni Jinbiao reminded him, "President, the terrain of Langtou Mountain is dangerous. There is only a narrow path leading into the mountain. As long as the Wild Wolf Gang prepares rolling logs and boulders, we want to attack by force, but I am afraid we will have to pay a huge price."
"You can't use a strong attack, but you can use a clever trick!"
Lin Kun looked at the bride beside him and said softly, "Qingqing, are the brothers from Shennong Gang ready?"
"My dear husband, everything is ready, just waiting for your order."
Sikong Qingqing was extremely gentle and charming. When Lin Kun heard her call him "husband" over and over again, his bones softened. He felt as if he had become more than twenty years younger overnight.
If we could capture Zhao Xia, one of them would be as strong as fire, the other as gentle as water, and we could enjoy the happiness of having two wives. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
And Zhao Xia is the daughter of Zhao Laodao, so she will be the enemy's head...
After the Wild Wolf Gang entered Pingyang City, the Dragon Scale Society was nearly destroyed several times.
After being suppressed for more than ten years, a shackle in his heart was opened, and some evil things
In short, Lin Kun stopped pretending and revealed his cards.
Anyway, in this world of martial arts, the winners are kings and the losers are bandits. He is on the righteous side, and has been certified by Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Songshan School. As long as he is still the overlord of Pingyang City and still worth winning over, no matter how dirty the things he does, there will always be righteous people to defend him.
Thinking of this, my heart is burning.
Lin Kun stood up and gave the order: "Okay, my husband, gather all the troops today, crush Wolf Head Mountain, and capture Zhao Xia and Zhang Liyu alive!"
There are twenty disciples in the Dragon Scale Club who are good at Dan Jin. In addition to Lin Kun and Peng Canghu, there is also an elder named Sun who is good at Pojia Mirror. There are also several good players from other families. The ordinary disciples are also proficient in martial arts, and in a one-on-one duel, they are not inferior to the old soldiers of the border army. They are quite famous in Pingyang Prefecture.
The north gate of Pingyang City.
A group of people, under the banner of the Dragon Scale Society, dressed in bright armor and equipped with swords, marched out of the city in a mighty manner.
The seven or eight soldiers guarding the gate quickly moved the deer antlers away and sensibly drove the people to both sides.
In the suburbs, it was all white.
On a distant hill, seven or eight riders were reining in their horses and watching.
"More than 500 people are stationed in Pingyang City on weekdays. They parade through the streets with swords and guns. According to Taizu's decree, they are guilty of killing nine generations of their clan. They don't even take our city seriously. If this continues, where is the dignity of the court?"
The speaker was a Confucian scholar in his fifties, the newly appointed prefect of Pingyang, Fang Zhilian. He had lived in the capital for a long time and had used his connections to be promoted from a deputy minister of the Ministry of Works to a prefect.
Fang Zhilian was just about to start making money, but he found that the profitable business in Pingyang Prefecture was basically monopolized by the Longlin Society. Lin Kun didn't pay much attention to him, and apart from giving him 800 taels of filial piety on the day he took office, he didn't express any further interest afterwards.
"The local gangs are going too far! Captain Ji, can you, the Jinyiwei, take action to curb them?"
During the reign of Emperor Taizu, there were only fifteen garrison commanders in the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty, and their official rank was fourth.
Later, when there were turmoil in the country, in addition to the fifteen garrisons guarding the Thousand Households, there were also Jinyiwei Thousand Households units set up in various dangerous passes and famous cities in the local area, and the officials were of the fifth rank.
Ji Ling smiled and said, "Lord Fang has been in the cabinet for a long time and doesn't know the local situation. Things are different now. People like the Dragon Scale Society are still law-abiding and obedient. There are even worse ones, such as besieging government offices and pretending to be bandits to kill officials."
"This this……"
Fang Zhilian was speechless for a moment. He took up the post alone and had no foundation in Pingyang Prefecture. It seemed that the Pingyang Jinyiwei was unwilling to offend the Longlin Society for him.
"Are we just going to let them be so arrogant?"
Ji Ling smiled and said, "Things have their priorities. The higher-ups have ordered that the first priority is to deal with the Sun Moon Divine Sect. We must win over all the forces that can be won over. Once the Sun Moon Divine Sect is destroyed, we can slowly clean up these scum."
Fang Zhilian breathed a sigh of relief: "Captain Ji has a broad vision, which I cannot compare to."
(End of this chapter)