The First Cause of All Realms

Among the prefectures, Nie Wendong, who was rarely seen in the past, sat in a side compartment and played chess with others.

Since Xu Wenji came to Qingzhou, he has never been to the Taoist temple he built in the busy city, but he is only wearing Taoist robes.

He is very good-looking, if you don't know the bottom line, you really think that he is a true Taoist cultivator.

The person who played against him had a face like a crown of jade. Although he was old, he had the air of a great scholar who was full of poetry and books. He had a faint smile on his face, and it was easy to make people feel good.

With the faint musk lingering in the air, several delicate girls knelt and waited on the side.

"Brother Chu seems to be absent-minded?"

Nie Wendong played with Heizi and looked at the person sitting opposite.

He has three talents, beauty, Taoism, and chess. However, there are not many people in Qingzhou who are qualified to play chess with him.

The patriarch of the Chu family sitting opposite him is considered one.

"Brother Nie is really calm, but someone in Chu is not so kind."

Chu Xuan smiled for a while and seemed to sigh:

"Xu Wenji is pressing step by step, the granary matter has already trapped us 180,000 stone grains, and under the pretext that the refugees want us to give up 40,000 mu of fertile land, we really think we are clay figurines..."

"Brother Chu's family has a great business, so do you still care about some grain fields?"

Nie Wendong didn't care.

The Chu family's family background, he knows a little, not to mention the gold and silver of the shops, just the good farmland, it is not less than ten thousand hectares, and this is only the good farmland.

For them, although the 40,000 mu is a pain in the flesh, it is only a pain in the flesh, far from the level of injury.

"District?"

Chu Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"In the end, it is the foundation that the ancestors have worked hard to save. If Brother Nie needs it, someone from Chu will not say a word and offer it with both hands. How can I endure it for these lowly muddled legs?"

Saying that, he paused slightly:

"It's fine if it's just like that, but if he does it again and again, no matter how big the family business is, I'm afraid he'll be wiped clean..."

"That's true."

Nie Wendong nodded, dropped a child, and pretended to casually asked about the last time Chu Xuan went to see Xu Wenji.

"You can't hide it from Brother Nie, that time, the younger brother went to seek peace on behalf of the Qingzhou gentry family, and he was soft. I am also willing to offer 300,000 taels of gold, 1,000,000 taels of silver, and 100,000 acres of fertile land, in order to ask him to raise his hand... …”

Chu Xuan followed suit, and he did not hide it, and told the matter he asked for last time.

"300,000 taels of gold, 1,000,000 taels of silver, 100,000 mu of fertile land..."

Although he already knew about it, Nie Wendong was still a little surprised when Chu Xuan said it himself: "Brother Chu is really a big family..."

The Four Great Masters have been deeply involved in Qingzhou for many years, and their family wealth is huge. He knows this.

But he was a little surprised that they were willing to pay such a price. Even if the Four Great Families had a great career, the price would still hurt.

After all, their family is rich, and there are many people to support.

"He refused?"

After being surprised, Nie Wendong was a little surprised.

For this price, if it were him, he would be moved, but he knew that Chu Xuan was kicked out.

"Refused."

A haze appeared in Chu Xuan's eyes:

"He put forward a condition that we can't agree to. He wants to count our furniture, and even to check the household registration, farmland..."

Check household registration.

Nie Wendong's eyes narrowed, and then he was dumbfounded:

"If that's the case, it's really impossible to agree."

The family property is nothing, how can the slaves see the light?

In Qingzhou, it is common to keep family slaves, and the smaller squires have a large number of people, not to mention the four families.

Compared with gold and silver, these are the things that can kill them.

"Why is it so difficult to think about An birthday?"

Chu Xuan sighed:

"Jilongshan, who should be killed, attracted this Xu Wenji. It really made me wait like a fight. I can't kill it, I can't avoid it, it's uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable!"

"Jilong Mountain..."

At the mention of this name, Nie Wendong felt itchy in his throat, and couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of thick phlegm into the 'spittoon' sitting beside him.

"A master-biting slave, even if he is slashed with a thousand knives, it will not be able to dispel the hatred of this official!"

Nie Wendong's complexion was ashen, and with his palace, he was also pale at this time.

In his life, when he was young, he had a family to take care of a famous state. When he was young, he entered the house, shepherded one side, and made friends.

To study literature, you can walk across the street on a horse.

Learning martial arts is also superhuman.

Anything you ask for, you can do whatever you want, and it's only the slave who devours the master.

"My lord, don't be angry. Although we have a quarrel with that Xu Wenji, this time we will do our best to suppress the bandits, so that the master-biting slave will not go unpunished."

There was a smile in Chu Xuan's eyes, but his expression was solemn.

Naturally, he knew the grievances and grievances between Ji Longshan and Nie Wendong in great detail.

This famous long-term pirate, many years ago, was only a low-ranking talent. Although he was not a family member, he was not too bad.

But later, for some unknown reason, he entered the door of Nie Wendong and became a clerk, working for him in exchange for money to practice martial arts.

This humanities are not successful, but the talent of Wugong Yitu is first-class. In just a few years, he has emerged in Qingzhou and caught the eyes of Nie Wendong.

But who knows, Ji Longshan fell in love with Nie Wendong's daughter, and he was discovered by Nie Wendong for some reason.

The result is self-evident.

The battle between them was naturally extremely complicated, but in the end, Nie Wendong killed his own daughter, Ji Longshan went mad and injured the former, and then left Qingzhou and escaped for a long time.

"Nie has lost his temper..."

Nie Wendong dropped the chess piece, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a turbid breath:

"Even if you have all kinds of dissatisfaction with that Xu Wenji, please bear with me for a while, everything, until Changliu is destroyed and you kill the master-biting slave."

"Brother Nie, don't worry, we agree on this point."

Chu Xuan restrained his thoughts, nodded in response, but pretended to be curious and asked:

"It's just that my little brother is curious. What did Ji Longshan rely on to get to this point in such a short period of time?"

Swish!

Nie Wendong opened his eyes with a cold expression:

"Brother Chu, didn't you already guess it?"

"A mere lowly slave has such good fortune..."

Chu Xuan was relieved.

"If virtue doesn't match, there will be disasters. How can a man with mud legs stand up to such good fortune?"

Nie Wendong sneered.

A notification sound came from outside:

"Sir, Sir Xu, please convene all the squires to discuss matters!"

"Let's talk back."

Nie Wendong casually dispatched the yamen who was passing the news outside the door, looking at Chu Xuan with a smile on his face:

"Out of this Qingzhou city, the blank document is just a blank document, and there is no one under it. In the end, we have the final say."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

Chu Xuan shook his head:

"Xu Wenji's disciples and former officials are all over the world. If you say that he has no one to use here, I'm afraid..."

"These days, this official has never been idle."

Nie Wendong drew from the case, pulled out a thick stack of letters, and sneered:

"Most of his disciples and former officials are above. According to the information, they have not changed. Even Wang Muzhi, who is near Longyuan Daocheng, has no time to care because he wants to assist the little prince to ascend to the throne."

Chu Xuan's eyes moved slightly.

"Maybe someone is clinging to it, but except for the old servant, the rest are insignificant."

Nie Wendong's expression was light:

"The six-door boy who stirred up the storm in Mu Lin Mansion is probably the most outstanding among the people who cling to him.

But in the end it's just one,

Little people. "

……

……

In the darkness of the night, a bird like a hawk pierced through the clouds and fell, chasing away along the Da Tao River, and finally landed on another big boat with the flag "Lin".

fluttering~

After releasing a bird that resembled a hawk, Lin Feng raised his brows, his eyes lit up:

"After dawdling for so long, I finally have action!"

Yu Changjing, who was startled by the sound of the birds, also got out of the cabin. Seeing Lin Feng's movements, he also guessed something:

"But what about Xu Wenji's suppression of bandits?"

Aristocratic clansmen also have their own unique news channels.

Every few months, Lin Feng will receive letter eagles from the family, with all kinds of information, of course, most of them are about the family and Qingzhou.

In this respect, Bai Longxuan is far beyond comparison.

"good."

When he let out his anger, he shattered the letter, but Lin Feng did not hide it, his expression was quite excited:

"It's our turn to be famous..."

The name of the son of the Lin family, there is only one person in a generation, but this should have been the title of the direct line, but it was snatched away by a collateral line.

His ambition is to be a son, and the first thing he wants to do is to make a name for himself.

Xu Wenji is staying for a long time to suppress the bandits, he has been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Lin will soon become famous for Qingzhou, no, Long Yuan."

Yu Changjing complimented her.

For this matter, he also has a lot of interest in his heart, but in this battle, there must be experts like clouds, and even the fourth young master of Qingzhou may show up.

Not to mention him, even Lin Feng might not have a chance to succeed.

"By the way, this letter mentions you Bai Longxuan."

Lin Feng seemed to remember something, and looked at Yu Changjing playfully.

The latter was slightly startled:

"Mention us?"

"There is a saying that the little white dragon from your Bai Longxuan was planted in the Mulin Mansion, the murderer, Yang Prison. I don't know how your Bai Longxuan will react."

Lin Feng observed Yu Changjing's expression.

"Lu Wanliu..."

Yu Changjing seemed a little surprised, but also seemed to have expected:

"With that Yang Prison's skill, Lu Wanliu's death is not unexpected. As for the reaction in the door, I don't know, but I probably won't be able to provoke the six doors..."

He laughed at himself.

Backed by the imperial court, where can Bai Longxuan provoke the power of the Six Gates?

"The court."

Lin Feng was also a little silent.

The imperial court is an insurmountable mountain, even if it is the Lanke Temple, Hanging Mountain, Zhujian Mountain Villa and other major sects, don't you have to bow your head?

"Dingyang seems to be not far away."

After being silent for a long time, Yu Changjing bowed his hand and said goodbye. He looked at the faint lights on both sides of the strait and said:

"Brother Lin, it's time to part."

"There will be a period later."

Lin Feng didn't hold back, he put down a awning boat, and watched the few people leave in the long mirror, with a playful expression:

"Bailongxuan~www.novelmt.com~ Hehe..."

Huhu~

The night wind was high, and the Wu Peng boat went with the waves.

Yu Changjing stood on the bow with his hands behind his back, looking at the lights on both sides of the strait, and suddenly smiled:

"This idiot is dead after all."

"Senior brother Yu, you asked us to delay the sect's transmission of the book. This step is really clever. Lu Wanliu, an idiot, is really dead."

Someone complimented.

"Don't say that again in the future."

Yu Changjing's smile subsided, and her expression became indifferent:

"If there is a leak, you know the consequences."

"I'll wait to understand."

The rest of the people are all the same.

The two most talented people in Bai Longxuan's generation are Lu Wanliu and Yu Changjing. Both of them are the most favorable candidates for the position of sect master.

Lu Wanliu was dead, so Yu Changjing was almost the next sect master.

That's a lot of weight.

"If I am the sect master, all of you can hold important positions in the sect, even if it is the power of the white dragon, you can let you take it by yourself!"

Seeing everyone's sincere words, Yu Changjing had a smile on his face.

The rest of the people are naturally grateful and loyal.

"Senior brother, shall we go back to the door?"

"Do not."

At the foot of the long mirror, the Wu Peng boat sailed through the waves:

"Go and stay for a long time."