After stopping and walking all the way, we finally came to Fuzhou. Looking at the ancient Fuzhou City, Zhuo Qun felt that this city was much grander than the one in history. At least it was 12 meters in height. This made Zhuo Qun a little surprised. Already.

In ancient times, the height of the Great Wall was only 7.8 meters, and the height of Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty was only 12 meters.

But now Fuzhou City is 12 meters long, which does not meet the standards.

In the end, it was only after Zhu Youruan's explanation that Zhuo Qun realized that the height of the Ming Dynasty capital was 18 meters. Those first-tier cities, that is, prefectural cities in various places, were also about 15 meters tall. Fuzhou City's 12 meters was already very short. It belongs to the level of a second-tier city.

In this era, people in Jianghu were all good at Qinggong. Those people came and went at night, either stealing chickens and dogs, or picking flowers and willows. The government was very disturbed, so everyone started to build high city walls so that these people could not do it at will. The only way to enter and exit the city was through the city gate. In addition, the armaments had not collapsed too seriously during the Zhengde period, so Zhu Houzhao still attached great importance to armaments.

Zhuo Qun looked at the tall and thick walls and wide gates of Fuzhou City, and waved his hand to lead people in. At this moment, he saw three or five people rushing into the city on horseback. The leader was a young man of about eighteen years old. He was nine years old, with a falcon on his left shoulder, a sword hanging from his waist, and a long bow on his back. He was riding a tall, snow-white horse at a galloping gallop. The reins and stirrups were made of rotten silver, and his clothes were dirty. Roan looked panicked, and everyone else also looked panicked. It looked like something had happened.

"This scene looks familiar, driver."

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Qun led his men and horses over.

When he arrived at the door, Qinglong threw a brocade token to the gatekeeper, "Who was that person just now? He was so presumptuous that he dared to race in the city!"

When the gatekeeper saw the token, he knelt down with his men, "Sir, that person just now is Lin Pingzhi, the young escort chief of the Fuwei Escort Agency. He should have just returned from hunting, but this horse racing into the city seems to be his first time. Your Majesty has just sent someone to inquire."

"It turns out he is Lin Pingzhi. In such a panic, it looks like he just killed Yu Canghai's son."

Zhuo Qun guessed what was going on when he heard the gatekeeper's words. It seemed that he had arrived at just the right time.

"Mr. Zhuo, when we enter the city, let's go directly to the inn. We will rest there today. Otherwise, ordinary inns cannot accommodate so many horses. We will find a manor to stay tomorrow. What do you think? ."

Cao Zhengchun was riding on his horse, half-bent, looking at Zhuo Qun and said, "The inn is near the Fuwei Escort Agency. The Fuwei Escort Agency is also a commonly used escort agency in our court."

Cao Zhengchun's words made Zhuo Qun nod. It was a lot more fun to be close.

When Cao Zhengchun saw Zhuo Qun nodding, he asked the gatekeeper to send someone to take them to the inn. The gatekeeper was also a smart man, so he took Zhuo Qun and others to the inn.

The inn in Fuzhou is also located on Ximen Street. Looking at the magnificent mansion next door and the fluttering green flag, Zhuo Qun smiled and entered the inn without paying attention to the eight big men standing at the door of the escort office.

Looking at the group of dozens of people at the door of the Fuwei Escort Agency, they were surprised. But seeing that the gatekeeper personally led the people, there was no doubt. They estimated that these people were from the imperial court, but Someone from them still went in and reported Lin Zhennan.

Lin Zhennan was talking to his son at this time. He was talking about the Qingcheng sect Yu Guan's chief sent people to visit him. He also talked about Datong's business experience, what blessings bring prestige, fortune lies in prestige, and things in the world.

, fame accounts for 20%, kung fu accounts for 20%, and the remaining 60% depends on words such as praise from black and white friends.

He completely forgot that three generations of his family had worked hard to win his name. He also talked about his escort agency wanting to enter Sichuan, saying that the people at Emei Jinguang Temple would not accept his gift, and neither would Songfeng Temple.

He kept sending it for three years. Only this year did Master Yu of Songfeng Temple accept the gift and sent four disciples to Fujian to pay homage.

While the two were talking, someone came to report that Bai Er was dead.

At this time, Zhuo Qun was in the inn looking at Yu Canghai who had just been captured. This guy had killed someone but did not return the same way but came to the inn. He wanted to see who the people here were.

Fengguan is fully mobilized. If something happens this time, there will be no one left in Qingcheng, so we have to be careful.

But he had seen Zuo Lengchan kneeling there and listening to people's orders. This made him break into a cold sweat. Zuo Lengchan, who was famous for being domineering in the world, actually knelt there and listened to people's orders. This was so shocking.

, he immediately backed up and wanted to leave. He found that he seemed to know the secret of Brother i, but the more secrets he knew in the world, the shorter his life would be. He didn't want to die yet.

"Don't leave once you're here."

Zhu Youru stretched out his hand and grabbed it backwards with his claws. Yu Changhai flew backwards and was caught in Zhu Youru's hand.

"Who are you? You must know that I am Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng faction, and we are friends with each other as the leader of the Zuo Alliance. I will never say anything about this to you?"

Yu Canghai was a little confused now. He didn't know who was in charge here. He only knew Zuo Lengchan, so he wanted to ask Zuo Lengchan to let him out, so he kept this matter in his stomach. To put it bluntly, he

He was also making threats, but he found the wrong person.

"Chapo, you want to threaten my Dongchang stall?"

Cao Zhengchun looked at Yu Canghai and said.

These words made Yu Canghai's eyes widen. Who is the Dongchang stall? He is not threatening..., Mr. Ge, Zuo Lengchan is a member of the imperial court. No wonder, Zuo Lengchan killed people and wiped out his family.

He did a lot, but no one from the government came out to trouble him. It turned out to be this reason.

"Let him go."

Zhuo Qun looked at Yu Canghai and said, he still had something to arrange for Yu Canghai. As for whether Yu Canghai listened or not, it had nothing to do with him. Anyway, whether he listened or not, he had to do what Zhuo Qun said. If he didn't do it, he would go.

Die.

"Yu Canghai, right? We don't care if you want to start a movie with Fuwei Escort Agency this time. This matter was arranged by the people behind you. But don't do it to kill the whole family, otherwise the people behind you will also do it.

I can’t protect you.”

It can be seen from Yu Canghai's final outcome that it was a big mistake for him to wipe out the entire Fuwei Escort Agency. It was so wrong that he could not even go back to Songfeng Temple in Qingcheng, so he could only wander around the world with his disciples.

know he was killed

So far, this should be the fault of the whole family. Taoism emphasizes on leaving a chance of survival, but Yu Canghai wants to eradicate the roots. This is probably because of the evil of Sanshan Taoism and his own Qingcheng Sect, or Qingcheng Mountain.

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