Chapter 525 Yang Shijun is such a powerful official
Someone outside shouted: "There is an assassin!"
Zhong Hui stood outside the gate and said calmly to the soldiers who were coming: "Be patient and don't be impatient."
The leading general shouted: "We are waiting for you to protect the envoy!"
Those are my disciples. In the territory of metaphysics, who do you need to protect me?
Zhong Hui held the mace and said, "Come back later."
The general was furious, "Why are you here later?"
"Collect the bodies of those three people!"
Boom!
The door is closed.
Before closing, Zhang Xu in the courtyard nodded slightly to the general, indicating that there was no need to worry.
The air wave exploded violently.
Yang Xuan stretched out his hand to block his eyes.
Then let go.
Everyone present was like this, but An Ziyu was the only one with the ruler on the tip of his finger turning smoothly.
This is for Ning Yayun!
Ru'an stood there, the sword in his hand still the same.
His expression remained the same, and no trace of damage could be seen on his body.
He stretched out his hand to block the two disciples, and said with a smile: "How safe I am."
Ning Yayun nodded slightly, "I'm Ning Yayun."
"I don't have many opportunities to do anything in my life."
"I haven't found a rival in recent years."
"Admittedly lonely."
"That's right."
"With your level of cultivation, you should be famous and should not be unknown."
Yang Xuan interrupted, "How long has it been since you had a good look at the world?"
Ru'an scratched his head, "It seems... almost ten years!"
This is an outsider!
"Zhang Zhuo ordered you to kill me?"
"Zhang Zhuo can't give me orders."
"Then we have a grudge?"
"I am a grassland person!" Ru'an stared at Yang Xuan, "My current disciples and my future disciples will also be grassland people. You have destroyed the Jibo tribe, can you stop?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, "No!"
"Why do you fight and kill?"
"Why didn't you ask Zhang Zhuo?" Yang Xuan felt that this old man was a lunatic. "The three major tribes repeatedly violated the border. When they were burning, killing and looting in Chenzhou and northern Xinjiang, why didn't you persuade them to stop?"
"I can't persuade you!"
"So, do you think you can persuade me?"
"Before I set out, I thought I might be able to persuade him, but now I think it's impossible!"
"So, what did you say?"
"If I can't persuade you, I'll kill you!"
"Son of a bitch!" Yang Xuan spat, "The Jibo Department has been destroyed. The next step is the Zhennan and the Tiger Control Department. I will sweep this grassland and make it the pasture of my Datang. Do you have any opinions? ?”
"have!"
The long sword suddenly moved.
laugh!
A scream.
The ruler in An Ziyu's hand flew over.
bite!
The ruler flew into the air, and An Ziyu reached out to grab it and hold it.
Chen Hua looked ugly, "Master, this is also a good player!"
The outcome between Ning Yayun and An Ru was not clear, but An Ziyu was able to use the ruler to receive An Ru's blow. Although he was at a disadvantage, his strength was undoubtedly revealed.
Yang Xuan smiled and waved without looking back.
A group of professors stepped forward cautiously.
"Professors, show your strength to them."
Yang Xuan felt like a bully who happened to meet a local gangster looking for trouble... There were a group of good guys behind him!
This comparison, how can you not pretend?
The inner breath bursts out, and the momentum suddenly rises.
Fang Jue's body was shaken, "Master, I can't defeat any of these people!"
When they first came in, the three masters felt that these guys with sly smiles on their faces were stupid, maybe there was something wrong with their brains.
But at this moment, these fools suddenly revealed their identities.
"Who are you waiting for?" An Ru looked solemn.
"Metaphysics." Ning Yayun said lightly: "I teach Ning Yayun, the master of metaphysics."
An Ru shook his head violently, "Master once said that in the Imperial College of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, there were a group of mentally ill guys. They were originally Xianyun Yehe, but they almost starved to death. Fortunately, they were recruited by the emperor and taught in the Imperial College.
.You are the one waiting?”
The corner of Yang Xuan's mouth twitched, thinking that good things never go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles!
"Ahem!" Ning Yayun coughed twice.
"I didn't expect you to come to Northern Xinjiang. It's fate. I just have one request at this moment. Let my two disciples go. I'll take them without mercy."
Yang Xuan shook his head slightly, "Chenzhou is not a reverse traveler. You can come when you want and leave when you want!"
Ru'an smiled and said: "I'll give it a desperate blow, but he can't stop me!"
He pointed at Ning Yayun, extremely confident.
Ning Yayun smiled and said, "How about you give it a try?"
"Try? Okay!"
A scream suddenly started.
The sword light flashed.
With the inner breath bursting out, Yang Xuan felt the sharp wind blowing towards his face.
Ning Yayun stretched out her hand.
It's like pushing someone out of the house.
Very natural.
Also very calm.
The air wave touched his palm.
His palms suddenly turned over.
It's like suppressing something.
Boom!
Suddenly a small hole appeared in the ground.
Ning Yayun raised her head, "Dead or alive?"
Yang Xuan said: "You can do whatever you want."
The corners of his mouth were twitching.
Damn!
Ning Yayun has hidden her strength in the past!
No, he was hiding his strength before.
Such a good person is worth recruiting!
This group of good players, the false emperor pressed them step by step until they were forced to the northern border.
Yang Xuan felt that he had made a lot of money.
And the false emperor suffered huge losses.
Ru'an's body shook a bit, and her face suddenly turned red and then turned white.
"Did you hide your strength before?"
Ning Yayun smiled and said: "The visitor is a guest. At first, the host always wants to be patient with the guest. However, if the guest is not interested, then..."
He made a fist.
The clothes are not fluttering in the wind.
He looked like a fairy.
"Lower your head!"
The punch went away slowly.
Yang Xuan lowered his head subconsciously, and when he realized that Ning Yayun was forcing An Ru to lower his head, he couldn't help but smile.
With the long sword in front of him, An Ru shouted loudly: "Retreat!"
"Master!"
The faces of Chen Hua and the others turned red, and as soon as they took a step forward, the ruler flew towards them from afar.
Boom!
Chen Hua flew out upside down.
As soon as Fang Jue wanted to take action, he was repelled by the wave of air coming towards him.
Boom!
The sword shattered!
An Ru reached out and held Ning Yayun's fist.
His long sleeves slowly receded upwards.
It was as if there was an invisible hand pushing.
laugh!
The sleeves began to fall apart.
The scraps of cloth flying reminded Yang Xuan of the beggar's costume he saw in the scroll.
Ning Yayun condensed her energy and suddenly exerted her strength.
Anru's knees were trembling and wobbly, almost ready to kneel down.
Ning Yayun suddenly closed her fist, turned her fist into a palm, and slapped An Ru's head hard.
It was like a huge wave crashing down violently.
People can't help but look up and hold their breath because of the power.
An Ru raised her hand.
It was like lifting something weighing a thousand kilograms, extremely slowly.
Boom!
The two hands touched together.
Ning Yayun shouted: "I ask you to bow your head!"
The hand slowly pressed down.
An Ru's hand moved downwards little by little.
Until it is above the head.
That white hand was still applying pressure.
His neck made a creaking sound.
He raised his head hard and saw an old face with all the wrinkles stretched out. He opened his mouth and took a breath, and then his neck swelled and his veins collapsed, which made people palpitate.
"ha!"
Anru's head slowly raised, and the leg bent in a lunge gradually straightened.
"Pearl of Rice!"
Ning Yayun snorted coldly and bent her elbows!
Anru's leg slowly bent back.
The veins on my neck seemed to break through the barrier of the skin and burst out.
The eyes were widened, the corners of the eyes suddenly cracked, and a stream of blood overflowed.
His nose opened and closed rapidly, he groaned, and blood flowed.
The ears slowly oozed blood.
He opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
This is so girly!
Yang Xuan was dumbfounded.
Isn't this bleeding from the seven orifices?
Ning Yayun said calmly: "In these years in the Imperial College, I have been playing the piano and practicing behind closed doors. There are many masters in Chang'an, but no one comes to the Imperial College to cause trouble for me."
Yang Xuan wanted to roll his eyes, thinking that the Imperial College was not a school, but a sect. If anyone goes in to find trouble, if you go to a group of people, it will be a group fight, if you go alone, it will be a group fight, and a group of people will beat you.
Who the hell would go out and make themselves uncomfortable?
"Good opponents are rare!"
Ning Yayun slowly applied pressure.
Anru's head slowly lowered.
Suddenly, his body dropped sharply.
Ning Yayun's strength suddenly lost control.
An Ru lifted his right foot back and struck his right elbow violently behind him.
Boom!
Ning Yayun raised her right foot to block An Ru's foot. An Ru's body swayed and her elbow was deflected.
Ning Yayun slapped An Ru on the back, making him kneel down heavily.
Yang Xuan heard the sound when his kneecap collided with the ground, and his scalp went numb.
Ning Yayun then slapped An Ru on the head.
An Ru lowered his head.
Kneel down on your knees and lower your head.
Yang Xuan suddenly found that there was no one around.
An Ru just knelt down towards him and lowered her head.
Ning Yayun, good thoughts!
Yang Xuan nodded, "Take it!"
Zhang Xu came over and cooperated with a Qiu Long Guard to tie up An Ru.
Chen Hua wailed: "Master, Zhang Zhuo is a liar, we shouldn't come!"
Fang Jue also swallowed: "He said that Yang Gou is surrounded by all the fierce warriors and there are no good players. But what is here? It's not that there are no good players, but there is a nest of good players!"
"I don't like the word "one nest"!" Ning Yayun said lightly.
Fang Jue suddenly grabbed his hands on the ground, and the person flew over to the ground.
Until she was in front of Ning Yayun, she reached out to grab his ankle.
"Boss!"
An Ru shouted loudly.
Fang Jue hit the ground hard with his right hand, stopping his body. Then he slowly raised his head.
Ning Yayun's fist was right in front of him.
The strong wind blew him and he closed his eyes.
Fang Jue collapsed.
"I surrender!"
…
In the city, several businessmen from the Yuhu Department, who were actually spies, gathered diagonally opposite the Xuanxue Mountain Gate, talking in low voices.
"Those three are the experts that Khan said?"
"He's a good player."
"He looks like an old farmer."
"You know what the heck! That old man used a long sword to force the Khan to run away like a dog and beg for mercy."
"Tsk tsk! Such a good master, I have a son who has liked to practice since he was a child, but he just didn't have a famous teacher..."
"I know this old man is terribly poor. If you really want your child to become a disciple, just give him some money and food and let him kneel down... remember, don't get up when you kneel down. If the old man can't bear it, he will definitely accept it."
"really?"
"We have been friends for many years. Do you think it would be beneficial for me to lie to you?"
"If it works, I'll give you half of the profits later!"
“It’s a deal!”
The two high-fived.
Squeak!
The door is open.
Several businessmen stood up and took a look.
Master An Ru and his apprentice were tied up tightly and were picked out by several guards.
…
Through the door, one can see the gentle and elegant charm of Ning Ya, who is like a fairy.
And, Yang Xuan.
"Yang Gou Wushuang!"
Yang Xuan didn't even lose a hair.
"The master has never thought about this level of cultivation..."
Yang Xuan felt that this was wrong. As the master of metaphysics, Ning Yayun's first duty was to manage the disciples of metaphysics, not to show off her skills.
"The headmaster is too humble."
Yang Xuan had always felt that Ning Yayun was just a homebody, never leaving the front door or stepping outside the door, and playing the piano in the check-in room all day long.
It was as if Qin was his wife.
Ning Yayun smiled: "Cultivation is just a burden to me!"
Until he returned home, Yang Xuan still remembered Ning Yayun's gentle smile.
"Aning!"
"Zitai."
Zhou Ning was reading a book, and when he heard the sound, he put the book behind him as if flying away.
Yang Xuan made a rule to read no more than an hour a day to avoid hurting his eyes.
Yang Xuan entered the study, "Do you know the master's cultivation level?"
Zhou Ning looked at him blankly, "Why do you ask this?"
"I'm just asking." Yang Xuan sat down and then picked up the book. When he saw that it was a medical book, he glared.
"I just want to take a look." Zhou Ning said with a smile, and then thought for a while, "It seems that the headmaster's cultivation level...has not been shown much. If you don't ask, I have forgotten about the headmaster's cultivation level.
I just felt like he was a luthier."
"Musician?"
"yes!"
"This violinist made a thunderous blow today and forced Zhang Zhuo's skilled hands to kneel in front of me."
"What is the good hand here for?"
"Uh! I just came here to get some information, and I was discovered."
"Are they from Helianyan?"
It takes ten lies to make up for one lie. Yang Xuan nodded, "Yes!"
He suddenly discovered that after getting married, his ability to lie seemed to have gotten better and better.
Is getting married just to practice lies?
"Someone is coming!"
There are bonuses coming in from outside.
"He Lianyan and I will have dinner together."
"What about me?" Yang Xuan said dissatisfied.
"Husband, do you want to be together?" Zhou Ning smiled half-heartedly.
"Xiao Xuanzi, fly!" Zhuque shouted.
"No."
Yang Xuan smiled and saw Jiang He'er outside.
Jiang He'er's face was red, her mouth was open, and her face was eager.
"Get up and walk around after sitting for a long time." Yang Xuan stood up, "Remember, always keep people around you."
"Got it!" Zhou Ning felt that Yang Xuan had become more and more nagging since she found out she was pregnant.
Even more nagging than Aye.
If Aye knows this, I'm afraid he will blow his beard and stare, right?
It seems that Aye has no beard!
If not, what's the problem?
Yang Xuan went out, "What's the matter?"
Jiang He'er whispered: "The chamberlain is here from Chang'an."
"Not looking for King Wei?"
"No, it's from Mr. Xunlang, saying it's His Majesty's will."
What the hell!
Not long after the Jibo tribe was destroyed, the false emperor sent people.
What does it mean?
The key is, what does the emperor want to do?
Kill me?
No!
Not to mention that my old father-in-law is squatting in Chang'an, as long as Huang Chunhui is here, the emperor does not dare to attack me.
Otherwise, Lao Huang would do something out of nowhere when he was angry.
The emperor felt that he was porcelain and I was rubble.
Can porcelain and rubble... collide?
cannot!
Yang Xuan went to Zhoushe.
The two waiters were waiting calmly outside the check-in room.
Meticulous.
"Shijun Yang."
"The noblest of the two."
Both parties greeted each other.
A chamberlain said: "Shijun Yang has such great official power!"