[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Journey to the Homeland

The emperor sat in the carriage, smiling, joyful and happy.

In the past seven or eight years, he has gained weight, his body is getting heavier and heavier, and he feels powerless more and more frequently, and he is far inferior to the dexterity and agility before he took the throne.But when he played cuju with others, he still won every time. It can be seen that the level of ability does not depend on whether he is fat or thin.

His calligraphy and paintings are also striving for perfection, and he has made further progress, making him a rare master in the world.Aside from his pride, he never told others about it, only secretly in his heart, and canonized himself as the number one romantic emperor in history.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he is a bit playful, indulging in personal hobbies that have nothing to do with government affairs.But he didn't think so, because the imperial court was full of talents, and the subjects were loyal and reliable. Wen You had Cai Jing, Wang Fu, Wu You Tong Guan, and Liang Shicheng, all of whom were rare and loyal ministers.As the emperor, why should he be like an old rich man, worrying about trivial matters all day long, he can leave the important affairs of the court to his ministers, and he himself is responsible for presiding over the court meetings, reading memorials, issuing orders, and sealing imperial edicts. .

The most important thing is definitely not the insight to know people and the ability to deal with things, but the skill of controlling people.As long as he manages the "people" well, he will naturally do everything he wants, manage the government like his fingers, just hang down and rule, and be a Taiping emperor.

Whenever he thinks of these principles, a smile will appear on his face.He repeatedly remembered that even Cai Jing and other capable ministers were subdued by his emperor's mind, respectful and convinced of him, which really made him proud.In contrast, Zhuge Zhengwo is obviously pedantic, really hateful.If he hadn't used his prestige to send his disciples to track down the murderer, he would have relegated him to the frontiers long ago, out of sight and out of mind.

The civil servants are virtuous, the generals are brave, and there are Suzhou and Hangzhou in the south and Bianliang in the north. What else does he need to worry about?The most wonderful thing is that a month ago, he met Li Shishi of Yanguan Jinghua by chance.

He has met more than half of the brothel courtesans and top girls in the capital, and has been in constant contact with some of them who are amazingly talented.However, Li Shishi is like a beautiful landscape in the world.He has admired her peerless elegance, so he no longer looks down on her vulgar fans.

She is extremely beautiful, versatile, skilled in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, reaching the level of skills close to Taoism, and without the dusty atmosphere of the people in the brothel, she is like a beauty carved from cold jade.It is said that she also knows some martial arts and has extraordinary abilities. Compared with ordinary women, she is more admirable and legendary.

The emperor has only seen her twice, but he can't wait to see her every day.Sometimes, he even felt that Qionglou, Yuque, and deep palaces in the imperial city were shackles. He should be a villager in the mountains, and after "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence" every day, he would go looking for beautiful women and spend a good night together.

As soon as the carriage left Xiaotianshui Lane, he made up his mind that he must come again next month, and he must bring a knowledgeable and interesting master, and not Shu Wuxi, who is a big spoiler.Today, when he stayed a little longer, Shu Wuxi repeatedly advised him to get up and drive back to the palace, not caring that the singing and dancing were in full swing, and he was enjoying himself.

The car drove extremely smoothly, followed by General Tong Guantong's car.Shu Wuxi, Zhu Yueming and others rode on horses and drove slowly outside the car.They had already made arrangements along the way, and they were still very vigilant, for fear that the assassin would suddenly jump out halfway and startle the holy car.

The weather is hot and cold, and autumn is getting stronger in the city.The emperor left after lunch, and now he was half sitting and half lying down, illuminated by the warm sun, inevitably feeling a little tired.He didn't want to sleep at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he was so tired that he couldn't resist it.His mind became confused, his eyes slowly closed, his breathing was slow and thin, and he was only a hair's breadth away from deep sleep.

Countless unconnected and messy thoughts ran around in his heart without any rules.He knew that two-thirds of the distance had been traveled, and in another quarter of an hour, he would be able to enter the inner city.Then, he vaguely thought of those close courtiers and eunuchs.

Cai Qing is undoubtedly trustworthy, and that old man Zhuge...in fact, he can also.Therefore, he did what all sage monarchs would do—let these two people restrain each other, restrain each other, maintain a relatively balanced state, and neither of them can sit on top.This is his proud work in terms of strategy, which has repeatedly given him strong confidence.

"Ah Yi" is of course very good, so Shu Wuxi can just make do with it.As the name suggests, Mi Youqiao seems to be really capable of doing things. As for Fang Yingkan... Well, fortunately, he was the one who stayed in front of the imperial court, not his adoptive father Fang Geyin.Zhuge Zheng and I bore him to the core, if there is another one... just leave the throne to them!

His thinking became more and more sluggish every moment, and he was about to fall asleep.Suddenly, he saw a ridiculous scene.

When he went to the southern suburbs to worship the sky, for some reason, the sky was covered with black clouds, thunder and lightning flashed in the clouds, and it was pouring down with rain, and there was nowhere to hide.Immediately afterwards, the golden snake snaked in the air, and there was a bang, and the lightning hit the ground in front of him, as if the god had dropped a huge bright branch, almost hurting him.

He was shocked at first, then furious, and was about to drag the Sitianjian out to interrogate him, when suddenly he heard thunder rolling from the sky, it was coming very fast, and it exploded on top of his head one after another, making his ears numb.

The emperor was like a straight carp, almost bouncing horizontally from the soft couch.He covered his ears with both hands, his face was blue and white, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

At the same time, he glanced aimlessly and found that the car was full of smoke, and people outside were screaming.And the deafening thunder was not a nightmare, but the loud sound of gunpowder explosion.Although his sight was obscured by the smoke, he could still clearly see the flames seeping through the thick smoke.

It is said to be a loud noise, but it is still within the tolerable range.The reason why he was frightened into a wooden sculpture and clay sculpture was because he had a pair of delicate and noble dragon ears, and he didn't know what danger was in this life.At this time, he was full of desire to call for someone, but he was stunned for a longer time than ordinary people. Before he could call out, the curtain of the car was lifted by someone.

Zhu Yueming hurriedly poked his head in and saw that he was safe and sound, immediately loosened his brows, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, forgive me, it's because the ministers didn't take good care of him, so some lunatics offended Sheng Jia."

The emperor wanted to say, this is not an offense, but a regicide, this is not a madman, but a heinous person who committed a crime.But when the words came to his mouth, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't say any words of reprimand, so he said tremblingly: "How many people are there in total, can you resist? Where is the Kaifeng mansion? Are the people from the Kaifeng mansion here?"

It is not easy for him to think of Kaifeng mansion eagerly.Of course, the yamen servants of Kaifeng Mansion did not come, and they were not qualified to hear the secrets of the emperor's prostitution.When Zhu Yueming heard him ask about the number of people, his face suddenly twisted, revealing a strange look, and replied: "Commander Shu is stopping the thieves, Rong Chen will take a look first."

The fire was okay, the smoke was thick and choking, and it was getting thicker and thicker.As soon as Zhu Yueming lifted the curtain, black smoke rushed in with the wind.The emperor coughed so much that his eyes were red, coughing and saying: "Quick, quick, send me out of here!"

Zhu Yueming didn't want to leave.Whether in public or private, the emperor must not have any accidents in his hands.Unexpectedly, the enemy is very powerful, and the thunder, fire, and nitrate bombs they fired seemed to be the masterpiece of the Jiangnan Thunderbolt. They were specially used to cover the rear, and their lethality was very limited. The carriage was shrouded in clouds and mist, looming in the smoke.

Fire and bombs rang out, Shu Wuxi moved as fast as lightning, and quickly led a few masters of the rivers and lakes to surround the emperor's car.With divine light in his eyes, he drew his saber out of its sheath, and drew a huge circular arc in the air, but there was no special movement, as the fierce wind of the saber swept across and swept away the thick gray and black smoke.

The smoke is like black ink, and the knife wind is like clear water.The smoke around the carriage was swept away, and the smoke from other areas slowly poured in.At this point, he also noticed the possible origin of the enemy, and he was terrified, unable to figure out why the disciples of Leimen wanted to go to Beijing to assassinate the emperor.

But as long as he is alive, the emperor will not die.After several ups and downs, he re-entered the palace as the commander of the bodyguards. He was helpless to the emperor, because he was entrusted by Mr. Zhuge and planned to do his best.Whether the visitor is from Leimen or Tangmen, it is impossible to break through his saber.unless……

He has always communicated with Shenhou Mansion, knowing that there is no need to worry about that mysterious black-clothed old man.At this difficult moment, he accidentally remembered the dark figure.

Once the Shenhou Mansion's information is wrong and they misread that person, then they will be in catastrophe today, and it is very likely to trigger a future competition.

He let out a heavy breath, and was about to raise his voice to greet Zhu Yueming, telling him to temporarily abandon his superiority and inferiority at any cost, and carry the emperor on his back to escape quickly, when he suddenly yelled loudly and said sharply: "Oops!"

Everyone was busy protecting the emperor, no matter who it was, they rushed to the leading car as soon as possible, and abandoned the second car.Now Shu Wuxi roared out suddenly, and everyone present was trembling with fear. Before he could react, he had already seen him raise his eyebrows and raise his eyes, leaping into the air like a big bird. The frightening cold light that blocks out the sun.

The place where the cold light fell was Tong Guan's carriage, and it seemed that the carriage was going to be cut in half.Only Zhu Yueming could see clearly that Shu Wuxi's target was definitely not the carriage, but the shadow beside the carriage.

He is different from Shu Wuxi.Without knowing it, he once helped Cai Jing lure the man in black and acted as a useless guarantor.Afterwards, Mr. Zhuge went to him personally and returned the two beauties he had sent.So far, he still doesn't know whether the other party will forgive him, whether the higher the martial arts, the smaller the mind, and take revenge on him like revenge on the sword king.

Therefore, when he caught a glimpse of the black shadow, his heart suddenly sank, and when he took a closer look, he saw that the figure of that person was not quite similar to what he remembered, with a shorter stature and narrower shoulders, like a short and thin old man .