Chapter 226 Jiang Yuqing must be suppressed

September 22nd, the autumnal equinox, it will rain today.

The sky has been gloomy since morning.

Qipan Street is one of the seven streets of Chunlanfang among the thirty-seven streets in the capital. There are many silk and satin shops, pawn shops, banks and women's shops here, and most of the people coming and going are women. But just cross the street and turn a corner at the end.

The Xicheng Si Yamen of the Thirteen Cities Military and Horse Division.

Therefore, carriages and horses of court officials and dignitaries would often pass by.

Lingyi stood in front of a silk and satin shop half an hour ago, wearing an aqua gown swaying in the wind, but her red eyes looked through the bustling crowd towards the end of the street.

She had maintained this posture for half an hour.

"Miss Ling, please take a rest."

Next to him, Zhang Guangpu was sitting in front of a beef noodle stall on the roadside, ignoring the stall owner who looked at him with disgust because of the empty seat, "What if the prince doesn't take this path?"

"That's right!"

"I have nothing to do today. Grandpa brought you here to see the excitement. Do you know what is going on?"

Feng Sihu stroked his beard and nodded in approval.

Even if the court intended it, the granddaughter still thinks that this son is not surprising. It is not because of the granddaughter. All the participants are geniuses. It is impossible for one person to achieve great achievements. However, the eldest son of the Jiang family is aloof and greedy.

temperament."

In the attic, a voluptuous singer was pouring wine. The owner of the wine glass was an old man with gray hair and fine clothes. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He said, "Splendid peace!"

Feng Shuning said: "First of all, I heard that there have been rumors in the palace recently that the kind of Qi that the Jiang family's eldest son was twisting together is not the real Shinto Qi. There are also rumors in the market that there is something about the secret realm of Jiuluan Mountain.

In fact, it was the Jiang family who deliberately created momentum, using the experience of their ancestors. Now in just twenty days, the influence of the eldest son of the Jiang family has completely faded.

I can't go on. Let alone the relatives, princes and nobles of the Jiang family, as well as Prince Jiang's heroic deeds in the past few days. Who doesn't know the other? Anyone who is a martial artist is not afraid of them.

Zhang Guangpu and Miao Xiaoliu cast envious glances, and then heard the sound of wheels, the sound of horse hooves, and someone coldly scolding them to clear the way.

Feng Sihu chuckled, "Maybe this is just a rumor among the people, but have you ever heard of the eighteen prefectures in the three major states of the Western Region?"

Zhang Guangpu smashed his mouth, waved and shouted: "Boss, please give me three bowls of beef noodles, three copper coins a bowl."

A young man in the hall said: "My grandson has been there. The three major states and eighteen prefectures have been managed by the Jiang family for two hundred years. Already, they only know the Jiang family and don't know about the Zhou Dynasty. The 300,000 powerful soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty only listen to the orders of the Jiang family."

, the tail is too big to fall off, and the name of the princes still exists."

Zhang Guangpu was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Miao Xiaoliu, you, a wandering warrior from northern Xinjiang, don't know the depth of the water in the capital. Who are we? Let alone go to the Jiang family to ask for an explanation. The Jiang family guards Hu Sange

Never heard of it, right? I made acquaintance with him a few days ago, then

The half-stepping little master is very arrogant. It is said that he already has a wife and a concubine. A few days ago, he used the silver rewarded by Jiang Shizi to break into the forbidden land of Jiuluan Mountain to marry the concubine of Ma Lingyin of Xiliang Prefecture as a concubine. This

If in my hometown, a proper high-roller, a guard would be like this..."

"Emperor Taizu once told King Jiang that my descendants will do it for three hundred years, your descendants will do it for three hundred years, and Mr. Zhuge's descendants will do it for another three hundred years."

Feng Sihu smiled and said: "So, do you think who will do it next?"

The old man looked kind, but he still couldn't hide the aura of majesty and superiority.

"What you said makes some sense. In fact, no matter what kind of energy Jiang Yuqing has, how talented he is, or whether the Jiuluan Mountain Forbidden Area is real or fake, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that he hasn't grown up yet, and the Jiang family can't come forward. He

Even the most defiant person will have to be suppressed for life.

The boss had a happy face at first and had already taken down the rag to wipe the table. When he heard this, his face suddenly changed: "The minimum is eight copper coins per bowl."

"Well..."

Feng Shuning said solemnly: "We still need to test whether this person is qualified to win the Fengtian Tower Sword Formation Picture Broken Lotus in the Taiping Palace ten days later."

As the Right Prime Minister, he is in charge of all major military and national affairs in the world. He is below three or two people but above tens of thousands of people. His words, deeds, and actions have already been deeply rooted in his bones.

Zhang Guangpu sighed. Land in the capital is at a premium, prices are extremely high, and there are still three or four months left before the national college entrance examination, so we can't afford it.

"The Crown Prince of the Jiang family is here!" Zhang Guangpu lowered his voice. He had complicated feelings towards the Crown Prince Jiang who had been in the same boat with him.

Lingyi turned his head again.

Miao Xiaoliu's eyes flickered for a moment, then he suddenly became frightened and shrank his neck.

He turned his head sharply and looked.

Feng Shuning narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is it the two forbidden armies?"

"Oh?" Feng Sihu became somewhat interested.

"Then no, I can't afford it."

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a messy face and a slightly bloodshot eye suddenly sat at the table next to him: "Boss, three kilograms of beef and a bowl of noodles."

Feng Shuning frowned slightly: "My granddaughter doesn't know. She has always been puzzled by this. The ancestors of the Jiang family opened up the territory and expanded the territory, and the loyal heroes of the past generations did not mention it. Nowadays, the family is full of widows and only has two single seedlings. Why are there still people who can't tolerate it?"

Feng Sihu played with the wine glass, made a gesture, and looked at a group of grandchildren, "It's not impossible. Do you know why?"

"Okay!" The stall owner started busy.

There were three young men and women sitting cross-legged in the hall. One of them, a woman in her twenties, had a pair of sharp eyebrows comparable to those of a man. She had a straight back and sharp eyebrows: "Here."

"Granddaughter, do you think we want to see how the Prince of the Jiang family breaks the situation?"

At the end of the long street, a luxury car pulled by four horses was seen slowly approaching, escorted by dozens of men and women riding tall and straight, with bright eyes.

Lingyi also glanced over.

There have been so many talented and beautiful people in the Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years. In the capital city, under the feet of the emperor, the secular world, political affairs, military affairs, and everything are complicated. Which genius can stay famous for a long time? This Jiang Yuqing is not only famous in the world, but also known as

People find opportunities..."

"Of course! They ignored me." Miao Xiaoliu smiled coldly, "But my martial arts have become even better."

Sitting at the same table was a cold-faced young man, wearing a tight-fitting green shirt and trouser legs. He had a long sword with a bald scabbard on his waist and his hair was tied loosely. This is the "extreme warrior" attire that is popular in the capital recently, and it is also

I don’t know who invented it. This kind of dress represents the ultimate martial arts spirit, and martial arts can flourish. "If it doesn’t work, we will go to Jiang Mansion to ask for an explanation."

Feng Shuning added: "But my granddaughter thinks that if this person wants to win, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Passers-by on the street gave way one after another, and vendors quickly moved out of the way tables, stools and stalls.

On the left hand side, behind the silk shop, outside a tall pavilion building, a dozen people in tight clothes and solemn expressions were hiding in the corner, guarding against the surroundings.

The dull sound of horse hooves resounded through the long street.

The heart-shaking ferocious aura and the aura of a wealthy family are coming towards you, making you fearful even before you get close.

Zhang Guangpu was shocked.

Miao Xiaoliu was angry and dissatisfied, and nine of them were dissatisfied: "What about family background? What martial artists like us focus on is to learn martial arts, use martial arts to make friends, and use martial arts to prove the Tao. This is two different things from family background. You have to understand this truth. Although he is the heir apparent,

, but in terms of martial arts, he is equal to me. He is just not talented, but he has already challenged the geniuses of all the major academies and the top ten young masters!"

"So what?"

Feng Sihu stroked his beard and stopped talking.

A young man's eyes widened: "This sudden attack is too cruel, something is going to happen to Xi Qin!"

Feng Sihu sighed: "You should know that the imperial power is given by heaven and cannot be taken away by anyone. If you take it away, your family will be destroyed. This is what I said, you must remember it!"

"Here!"
Chapter completed!