After the light snow, the weather turned colder and the snow fell more and more frequently.

However, this did not affect Jiang Beichen's interest in practicing in the morning.

After all, the snow in the capital is much more delicate than the western border.

"Military Gate, today is Zheng He's funeral!"

Zhao Qun walked over in the snow and handed over a towel.

Jiang Beichen made a military fist, and the mist was steaming above his head, and he wiped his sweat slightly. Then he frowned and said, "Who held it?"

His children?"

"That's not that Zheng Nan and Zheng Xi were abolished by drunkards and sent abroad to commemorate Zheng He. However, when Zheng He opened a martial arts hall in the Acropolis, some of the disciples he took in when Zheng He opened a martial arts hall in the Acropolis. The person who led the name was Wang Xun, who was Zheng He's eldest disciple. Now he is a master of aura! He is also famous in the martial arts world in Yanjing!"

Zhao Qun explained.

"Zheng He was in the Acropolis and did not join the Martial Alliance. At that time, he did a lot of good things and supported many poor children. Wang Xun is the representative of it. Now Zheng He suddenly died suddenly, these disciples were heartbroken and wanted to hold a funeral for him!"

Zhao Qun sighed and said.

When Jiang Beichen heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Since ancient times, great treacherous looks like loyalty, great falsehood looks like truth, great evil is good, true and false, right and wrong, merits and demerits, who else can tell me?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head and couldn't help but sigh.

He did not regret for forcing Zheng He to death.

In this world, the success and defeat of the king are the enemy, and the winner is the king.

Everyone has the right to choose their own path.

Zheng He represents the Wu Alliance, and behind it is the conspiracy of the aristocratic race.

He represents the military headquarters for long-term stability. The two sides have different ideas and are naturally incompatible with water and fire.

What if it is right or wrong?

There is no absolute! Aristocratic clans plan for the country, want to suppress and control the military headquarters.

If the military wants to maintain a transcendent position, it will naturally confront the aristocratic race.

Both parties represent their respective interests.

But Jiang Beichen is unwavering in his beliefs.

The military must maintain a transcendent and independent position so as to ensure that the power of the country is not controlled by the aristocratic races. Now that the aristocratic races are too powerful, they must have corresponding power to check and balance.

There is no opponent except the military headquarters! The army cannot give it a handle! This is the admonition of the governors of all generations and the fundamental reason why the Huasha structure has been stable so far.

"Have the drunkards and the others gone to worship?"

At this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly asked such a question.

Zhao Qun was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "No, you didn't say anything in the military gate. How dare anyone from the Beiquan lineage go there!"

The Beiquan lineage knows that Zheng He was sentenced to death by Jiang Beichen. How could anyone dare to go to worship Zheng He? Wouldn't that beating their leader in the face?

Jiang Beichen thought about it, but shook his head helplessly: "Prepare the car, I'll take it myself!"

Abandoning prejudices, Zheng He is also a senior in the martial arts world and has done many good deeds. As the leader of a sect, he should go to worship.

"Military Sect, you are a body of gold, there is no need for this, right?"

Zhao Qun looked puzzled.

Even if his military gate does not go to worship, no one dares to say anything.

What's more, as Zheng He's identity, he may not be qualified.

"The dead are the greatest!"

Jiang Beichen waved his hand.

"When I was alive, I and him were in charge. After death, all the grudges had passed. I just respect him as an elder!"

...Nancheng, Jieyu Manor.

Jieyu Manor is a manor built by Zheng He when he was alive, with training rooms inside.

To this day, these training rooms are still open to poor children for free.

At this time, luxury cars were parked in front of the manor.

Almost all the disciples who joined Zheng He's disciple back then have returned. The poor children at that time are now dressed in bright clothes.

Everyone is a social elite! There are many big bosses who open martial arts schools in other places! These people are probably the same as hundreds of people.

This strength, even if you walk in society, is definitely a terrifying energy! "Senior Brother, how did Master die?"

A man dressed in gorgeous and boss-like appearance knelt in front of the mourning hall, crying and asking a bald man in martial arts uniform next to him who was returning gifts.

After hearing his question, the other children looked over, looking confused.

After all, their master, the master of martial arts, has now become a master of the Hualong List, how could he suddenly die?

The bald man, also known as Wang Xun, who is known as the "Big Brother", shook his head and said, "I have already investigated this matter. This is related to the interests of the Martial Alliance, the Military Headquarters, and the upper class. It is not something that we younger generations can control. It is just that I heard that the master was forced to death by the leader of the Northern Quan lineage!"

"The leader of the Northern Fist?"

"Isn't that the rumored plum blossom in Beihai!"

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning.

Although they could not get in touch with some things, they still heard of them. Now the drunkard has given him the position of the leader of the Beiquan lineage to Yizhimei, the Beihai.

A plum blossom in Beihai is the number one in the Hualong list! This name alone is like a god, making them desperate.

He really dares to be angry but dare not speak! No one dares to mention revenge! "Hateful! I am waiting in front of the strongest, but I am just an ant. I can't seek justice for my master. I am really a vain to be a disciple! I am ashamed of my master's teachings!"

The man who looked like a boss kept beating the ground, and the others were helpless and guilty, and the atmosphere of grief was lingering.

And at the same time.

Outside the village, a jeep slowly drove to the front door.

A pair of combat boots slowly stepped off the jeep in the wind and snow.

After Jiang Beichen got off the car, he looked at the manor from afar and couldn't help but nod.

It was a place where Zhongxiu was, and I have to say that Zheng He was indeed a good manager when he was alive.

Although it is free funding, the children raised are the most precious wealth.

After all, a wealthy family is not as good as a whole.

"Jiang Beichen?"

At this moment, a business Mercedes-Benz arrived on the other side. A handsome and fair-skinned man walked out of the car, but he was gritting his teeth at him at this moment.

Ye Qingcheng! It’s true that the enemy is a narrow road.

Of course, Ye Qingcheng also came to attend Zheng He's funeral.

Originally, he was planning to ask Zheng He to kill Jiang Beichen in the near future, but he didn't expect that before he could do it, the old man died.

After all, it was a bit of friendship, and with Wang Xun's invitation, Ye Qingcheng was not willing to come to this funeral.

But I didn't expect that I met Jiang Beichen just at the door.

"I didn't expect you and Zheng He still had a relationship?"

Jiang Beichen was slightly surprised.

"It's not just a friend. If Senior Zheng is still alive today, you're probably going to suffer!"

Ye Qingcheng said coldly, feeling really regretful.

Even if Zheng He dies later, this person surnamed Jiang will definitely die! It's a pity.

"It seems that you really have the will to destroy me?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head.

"For the sake of saving Fang Yi's life, I will give you three chances not to kill you!"

"I have calculated it once last time. I hope you can grasp it well and don't mislead yourself!"

Jiang Beichen warned coldly, then walked towards the mountain gate with great strides.

"you!"

Ye Qingcheng stood there, his face turned purple so angry that he couldn't help but cough violently.

"My surname is Jiang, you forced me. Sooner or later, I will tear you apart and tear you apart! Ahem!"

Ye Qingcheng kept roaring in his heart.

Old Wu’s revenge must be avenged! He and Jiang Beichen have long been in a state of unrest.

"What did you say to give me a chance?"

"I think you dare not touch me!"
To be continued...