Having extorted many Chuzhou people and had some spare money, people from all walks of life gathered in the most lively places in Chuzhou City at night.
Red Flower Building.
There is no curfew in this area.
In fact, since the departure of the ninth prince of the Yan Kingdom, the curfew in the Chuzhou area has been relaxed. Due to special reasons in Honghualou, Henghou planned this area as a no-nonsense zone, and then expelled all the Jianghu people here.
After all, they are still afraid of the strength of the Shenji Battalion, but if they anger these people in the world, once they get angry, Heng Hou will also have a headache.
Since ancient times, Confucians have used literature to disrupt the law, and chivalrous people have used force to violate the law.
Most of the literati and military men entered the court, and the positions in the court were limited, so it was impossible for everyone to eat official meals.
What should we do with those warriors and literati who cannot enter the court and serve as officials?
If they don't have a way to rise, they will cause trouble.
It's okay for literati. They don't have the strength to restrain a chicken, and most of them use their words to show off. But the warriors are different.
They will form gangs and roam the mountains and forests, as if God is the boss and they are the second child.
He drank heavily, ate large portions of meat, weighed gold and silver, and lived a happier life than the emperor. Why should he envy the officials above the temple?
They are nothing more than the emperor's servants.
As a result, various Jianghu sects and martial arts heroes emerged one after another, fighting each other, competing for profits and money, and dividing the territory of power.
For example, the famous Patriarch Bodhi was canonized by the emperor at that time, and a temple was built for him and he was given land.
In order to guard their own territory and prevent bandits from plundering, the monks need to practice martial arts. In addition, Patriarch Bodhi has great supernatural powers, and the martial arts passed down are unparalleled in ancient and modern times.
Among them, apart from the seventy-two unique skills, the most treasured one is the Yi Jin Jing, which was originally obtained by Liu Bern by chance.
Unfortunately, he asked many people to practice, and the result after practice was that they could not reach the realm of those eminent monks.
Not to mention the state of Patriarch Bodhi, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Liu Bern suspected that the Yi Jin Jing was fake. Even if it was not fake, it might be incomplete or the important cultivation methods had not been disclosed.
Those secrets are most likely top secrets taught by eminent monks from generation to generation.
Therefore, he gave it to Zhao Xiaole without any scruples.
Apart from the Yi Jin Jing, other sects also have many unique martial arts skills, and there are countless masters hidden in the world.
The rise of martial arts forces also caused the imperial court to become the ruler on the surface. Secretly, the boss of a certain state or county always had the final say.
They who control the underground forces seem to be the real talkers.
This has endangered the rule of the imperial court.
Liu Bern was ordered to govern. On the one hand, he relied on the power of the court, and on the other hand, he took the opportunity to sow discord among various sects in the rivers and lakes, create hatred, and induce them to fight with each other.
He created countless bloody storms in the martial arts world, and many martial arts heroes died in his schemes.
The majestic hero was defeated by the despicable and shameless villain's plan.
The Jianghu forces have been in decline ever since.
Later, the imperial court and the Jianghu were completely opposed to each other, and the hatred of the various sects in the Jianghu against the imperial court became deeper and deeper, until now they are irreconcilable.
In recent years, various political forces have been on the rise again.
When Zhao Xiaole arrived at Honghua Tower, he looked at the bustling crowd of people and couldn't help but shook his head. Who said that Marquis Heng was an upright person?
At the very least, he also knows how to open special channels for special groups of people!
If these Jianghu people were not driven here, once they started causing mischief in Chuzhou City, they would really be uncontrollable.
Separate a place and let them fight and kill each other. As long as it does not harm ordinary people, there is no need to care about their lives.
Anyway, they live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife and taking pleasure in grudges. If you kill my father, it doesn't matter. I will kill your whole family later and things will be settled.
It doesn't matter how everyone plays, but if anyone lets the government get involved, then he or she is a coward and will be looked down upon by everyone in the world.
The Honghua Building is adjacent to Hengshui.
On the river, there are small boats floating in the night, all of which are used by Honghualou to provide a place for those rough men to have fun.
Now there were many small boats shaking violently, and floating on the river were the sounds of women's moans and men's heavy breathing.
After a while, with a low roar from the man, the boat slowly stopped rocking.
Zaha's eyesight was very good, and he could vaguely see a woman lifting up her skirt on a small boat at night and washing her body with river water.
After washing, we entered the cabin. Not long after, the boat started to rock as the next guest entered.
These customers don't have that much money in their pockets.
If you don't even have the qualifications to enter the Honghua Building, you can only stay outside in the cold night and hastily solve the problem.
On the shore, there are also many gambling boats moored, and some even provide grilled fish for guests to drink and have fun.
Zhao Xiaole walked into the Honghua Building despite the strange looks from people in the world. The reason why everyone felt strange was because of his outfit, even though he was already dressed very low-key.
But with his silk and satin body and the aura of a wealthy man, he stood out among the people in the world.
The only person following him was a lame man with two leather bags slung around his waist. No matter how you looked at the lame man, he didn't look like he was capable of martial arts.
But the skin looks solid.
This rich man must have a lot of money with him, right?
Thinking of this, many people's eyes couldn't help but emit a faint gleaming light.
Just at that moment, a little beggar in ragged clothes ran straight over with his head raised. He bypassed Zhao Xiaole and bumped into Zaha.
Zaha couldn't avoid it. He let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground at the same time as the little beggar.
The little beggar cursed, "Are you blind?" After saying that, he stood up and ran away quickly.
Regardless of the pain, Zaha covered her waist and shouted: "Give me back the things!"
How could the little beggar pay any attention to him?
Zaha turned around and ducked into the alley to the side. Zaha was in a panic. Unfortunately, he had a disability in his legs. He stood up and just two steps away, the little beggar disappeared.
"No need to chase." Zhao Xiaole said calmly.
Zaha turned around and looked at him with a look of dismay.
The leather bag on his waist was suddenly missing one, and it contained his most beloved fire gun.
Zaha was about to plead.
However, Zhao Xiaole slowly took out a stack of thick banknotes from his arms and patted them slowly, "My young master's money is all here, what's the use of stealing a handful of iron tools?"
"It's okay. If you lose it, just make another one."
After Zhao Xiaole took out the banknote, the eyes of those in the world were widened, as if there was a hook on the banknote.