If you don’t have famous scholars, or corresponding yamen, or Jinyiwei, wearing weapons will make you uncomfortable. Whether you see the Five City Military and Ma Si, Shuntian Mansion or Factory Guard, you will definitely ask. As for secretly holding sharp weapons, you will pray not to let the relevant yamen see them, and then find that they are suspicious. Otherwise, once you catch them, you may directly treat them as thieves or plot against them.

Of course, wearing weapons may not necessarily lead to the capital, otherwise there will be no meaning in the world of people in the world. The so-called snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, disguised as performing arts, interfering with gate guards, hiding in piles of firewood, etc., is not without the many methods.

But in this link, everyone wants to find the bad luck of that person. That person is now famous. If he wants to bully others with his official power and specifically ask people to check it everywhere, it is inevitable that he will be put into prison by the person when he enters the capital. So just in case, he makes an appointment with the mountain god temple, which is the reason.

It was said that it was the western suburbs, but in fact, he went to Shijing Mountain in Beitongzhou. Thirty-seven heroes gathered along the banks of Ximagou, waiting for the person to arrive. He had to teach him that the world of Beizhili was definitely not the place where he wanted to decide.

"Hero Ding is here, we must fulfill our etiquette. He is a fifth-rank master. It is really a great deal to be proud of me and these men in the world. Don't go to fight with Hero Ding. We will pay as much as others pay." The old man from Zhending Mansion squatted by the Ximagou, drinking wine while reminding the dozens of young people he brought to him, "Remember, if you can't take action, it will be your blessing if Hero Ding beats you."

"Master! Are we here to beat him?" Then a strong young man stood up in anger and spit out the grassroots in his mouth and said, "Then what else should we come here to do? Be beaten and feed mosquitoes? Since we are here, the disciple thought. Why should we ask Mr. Ding for advice! Why don't we go back to Zhending? When someone asks, we will say that we are beaten?"

The dozen strong young students next to them nodded, all agreeing with what the young students said before: "Shiyilang said, Master, you still have to do it...", "Even if you are going to the temple fair to watch the fun, you can shout a few times. How can we say we are just huddling behind?"

The old man stood up in anger, swung the stick and smashed it over one by one, lowered his voice and scolded: "Blow? Beat your mother! Shiyilang, you have an old mother, two younger brothers, and three sisters waiting for you to support you. Beat? You have to have a few things, and all your six people in your family will eat the northwest wind!" He smashed Shiyilang so hard that he squatted down and hit another one. "Call you so stupid! You are so stupid. Mr. Zhu's subordinates in the capital dare to attack Daxia Ding, and they are all begging for death!"

In an instant, the edge of this ditch became quiet.

If the old man hadn't had a good wine, he sent an apprentice to Tianranju in the capital to buy wine, he wouldn't have known about it.

Improperly killed more than a dozen people. Even the deceased's family was detained and questioned.

What's even worse is that in the capital, the people in the city said that those people should be damned: "Who is Ding Rongcheng? It's a thorn in the eyes of the Oirat Tatars, and a thorn in the flesh! Damn, who wants Ding Rongcheng to die the most? Who else is there except the traitor?" The dozen or so gangsters killed by Ding Yi really killed him, implicated their family members, and they couldn't make a name for themselves.

"You want to die like this? Why don't you wipe your neck now! It's better to save yourself from being tired!" The old man said this and continued to drink his little wine slowly. A few fennel beans were chewing, which was his life. Like the water from Ximagou, it flowed slowly, without rushing and dangerous shoals or waterfalls, I just hoped that it would flow so lightly and for a long time.

But there are always many people in the world who are unwilling to be indifferent.

The sound of sharpening the blade sounded between the banks of Ximagou. Thirty-seven companies were fighting for business. At least thirty companies were trying to win the wind and thunder and shocking the night that night, Ding Daxia Ding, whoever looked at him in Northern Zhili would give him a thumbs up and avoid turning around.

There is still one and a half hours when ionization is there.

It was one and a half hours before they became famous all over the world, at least these ready-made men thought.

Even if Ding Rongcheng is famous all over the world, this is not a military formation, but a world of martial arts.

The world of the world.

The world is in the world.

"Don't you go?" Xing Tian, ​​who was standing beside Ding Yi, asked coldly, holding the handle of the knife, "Do you know that if you don't go, your name Ding Rujin will be smelly from now on!" The so-called "tiger will not be defeated" is the man in the world. He can be inferior to others in the world, and can be poor and destitute, but he must never be defeated.

It’s not that the man in the martial arts world is observing the motto similar to “honor is my life”. When you cut off all the tall shells, you will find that even the world, even the passionate world, the real core, is the same ugly and dirty: if the airs are down, there will be no friends in the martial arts world to send money to others; if the airs are down, no one will give him any face when encountering the act of robbing the people of the martial arts world; if the airs are down, they will be regarded as a shame for the people of the martial arts world, and even if the government wants to arrest them, there will be no colleagues willing to help them escape...

Interests, the airs are related to interests.

Therefore, if you are not as skilled as others, you must be a bachelor. Even if you understand the situation that you must lose, you must be beaten by the knife and the blood that you should shed.

Ding Yi recalled the past tunes and pulled a chord. The rhyme flowed between his fingers. He sang softly: "It seems like a dream, we met so briefly..." After singing the verse, he said to Xing Tian, ​​"The time students want to go will go; when they don't want to go, they will naturally not go." He sang this new and old song, mourning the life of not one of hers, but another part of time and space, and another song.

Then Ding Yi put away the guitar and said to Liu Tie, who had already finished neatly around him, "Let's go."

Tianran said anxiously: "Senior Brother, I'll help you get the knife!"

Ding Yi pulled her, held her hand tightly in the wind, shook his head calmly and smiled: "Senior brother won't bring a knife."

"If you don't bring a knife, do you think the good man from Northern Zhili will not use weapons?" Xing Tian reminded him in a deep voice that although he was reluctant to follow Ding Yi, he still came in the end. And when Ding Yi negotiated with the visiting Governor Sun Tong, who was visiting, and arranged a position as a team manager for Xing Tian's younger brother in his hometown in Gaomi, and asked someone to teach him how to serve in Beijing soon, Xing Tian suddenly felt that it seemed that it was good to follow Ding Yi.

In "Water Margin", Song Jiang and others gathered in Liangshanpo. Of course, it is not a historical fact, but the result of artistic processing is to recruit peace, which can actually be regarded as the ending of hope for the world. People in the martial arts world, no matter how famous he is, they call him brother when they see him, they still want to become an official. When talking about historical facts, Huang Xiaoyang, who is still in a rebellion, also wants to recruit peace, but Ding Ruyu promised his position is too small.

Xing Tian just followed Ding Yi, and his younger brother became an official. If he wanted to say that, he bowed his head to Ding Yi. It was impossible. He was always threatened by Ding and had to obey. But if he didn't feel it in his heart, it was absolutely fake. Naturally, he had a head of thinking, and he didn't want Ding Yi to die in vain.

"Students don't need to bring a knife." Ding Yi lifted up his robe, took the reins of the four hooves that Wang Yue led to step on the snow, and said to Liu Tie and Wang Yue, "If the student needs to hold the knife again, then there is no point in having a knife or not." As he said that, he kicked the horse and said to Xing Tian, ​​"Let's go."

Xing Tian didn't quite understand what Ding Yi meant, and he even wondered why Ding Yi would bring Tianrandai with him? According to his opinion, Tianrandai's level is a poor skill in the world, and it is a burden. Why did he bring such a woman to the leader of the Beizhili River and Lake tonight?

He rode his horse in front, then Ding Yi and Tianran stayed behind, and Liu Tie and Wang Yueyuan were at the end.

Xing Tian felt a little unhappy because he felt like a lackey exploring the way before he got to the end;

So he slowed down his horse and waited for Ding Yi and others to come up and drive together, but he felt that in order to drive together, he deliberately paid attention to Ding Yima's speed, which seemed to show his identity as an escort;

He looked at Liu Tie and Wang Yue behind him. What if he walked with them a little slower? Wouldn't that be equating himself with his disciples who followed Ding Yi?

Xing Tian couldn't help but become irritated and clamped his horse's belly randomly, and finally ran to the front.

The thirty-seven fighting men in Ximagou do not have the worries of Xing Tian like this.

Because Ding Yi had already arrived at their appointment half an hour ago.

Ding Yi did not know how to clone the art, so he naturally could not go with Xing Tian while going to Ximagou to make an appointment.

It was Du Ziteng who went there.

Jeddah was the one who raided him.

"Du Ziteng, a disciple of Mr. Rongcheng, whose name is Zhanzhi, came to the appointment with his master." Du Ziteng said politely with his fists.

There are some priorities in the past, and calling a name means cursing people. As a disciple and a younger generation, it is even more impossible to call him directly, "The son does not speak of his father's name, and the disciple does not speak of his teacher's taboo." When necessary, he must add taboos, so Du Ziteng directly used Ding Yi's hometown to substitute him. Of course, Ding Yi's reputation must also reach this position. When Ding Rongcheng is talking about Ding Yi, it is enough.

The front sect came from Hejian Mansion. When the twenty or so heroes listened, they poured cold water into a boiling oil pan. Ding Yi didn't come! He didn't come?

So I sent a disciple here? Who is Du Ziteng? I have never heard of such a person in the world!

"If you have stomachache, hurry up and go home!" There was a slutty person who started to attack with the homonym of Du Ziteng. "Damn it, be careful that your stomachache will not only hurt, but also your brain!" So it attracted the laughter of your companions, and immediately there were many kinds of developments, "Why don't you make your waist hurt? What a fucking thing! Bah!"
Chapter completed!