The hall was in a mess. Not only were the flower pots and ornaments suffered from seedlings, but the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were torn and kneaded into a ball. The servants were crowded outside the door and dared not speak out. A middle-aged man in his forties sat in the main seat with his legs raised, slamming the table impatiently, "Are the one named Ye doing a trick? Third Master, I said ugly words in front of me. He dared to neglect my Yan'an Marquis Mansion, so I dared to burn this broken house clean! Don't think that with a few stinky money, my tail can be raised up to the sky! On the ground of the capital, look up the kings and princes and generals, and businessmen like him are not bad." Behind him were four big-sleeved men, all of whom were arrogant and unkind.

"I'm trespassing into a private house and talking about setting fires. Do you know that there is a kingly law in the world?" Hu Xiaotian walked out with a broad stride, his face as deep as water, and flames could be vaguely pounding in his eyes.

The middle-aged man sneered, "Are you Ye Jinrong? Just a local Yangzhou mansion, talk about the king's laws with my Yan'an Marquis Mansion, don't laugh so much! The person with the surname Ye, the capital is very deep and it is easy to fall and drown. Listen carefully, as long as you hand over the bitch Feiyan obediently and give him 5,000 taels of silver to apologize, this matter will be exposed. Otherwise, be careful of your wealth and life!"

Hu Xiaotian waved his hand and held back the servants, and said furiously: "It is natural for me to pay Feiyan to redeem himself. I am willing to confront each other. I wonder why the Yan'an Marquis Mansion interfered with it?"

The middle-aged man bulged his eyes and said, "Are you pretending to be crazy or are you really not aware of the inside story?"

Hu Xiaotian said: "Ye went to the capital yesterday and met Feiyan in Zuixiang Tower. We fell in love at first sight, but we didn't know what taboos we had violated in the Yan'an Marquis Mansion?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "That bitch's father had offended my son, and he died early, so only the father's debts were paid. My son once said that she had to atone for her father's sins in the brothel business, and was ridden by thousands of people until he was old and ugly. Third Master, I kindly advise you, there are countless beautiful women in Qinhuai. Let go when it should be, and don't lose the big ones because of the small ones!"

Hu Xiaotian said: "You are obviously bullying others by virtue of your power and are unreasonable."

The middle-aged man sneered: "What can you do if I bully you by virtue of my power? Do you bite me?"

Hu Xiaotian was silent for a while and said slowly: "Because he failed to steal the bride, he was injured by an inkstone on his forehead, so the other party's family was destroyed and his life was completely destroyed. The eldest son of Tang Cong was indeed narrow-minded, with poisonous means and despicable. I really don't know what his parents did for, but he actually taught such shameless people!"

The middle-aged man was furious and swearing: "Bastard, you insult the Marquis and your wife with filthy words. You deserve to die! Come on, beat me to death!" The four big men responded with a bang and rushed over with their teeth and claws.

Hu Xiaotian said coldly: "Dogs rely on their power, they are just a group of waste!" His body shook, and before the other party could see clearly, he raised his hand to seal the key points of the four great men, and then pointed it out, poking heavily into the middle-aged man's shoulder blade. He was extremely disgusted with this villain who was accomplicing the tiger, and decided to punish him, so he directly used the secret technique of the Demon Cult.

The middle-aged man was used to being arrogant and doing good deeds, but he didn't have any effort. However, he felt a severe pain in his shoulder bones. A strange heat flowed straight into his body. Wherever he passed, he couldn't help but collapsed on the ground, burst into tears for a moment, and kept rolling and wailing. The four big men were sweating profusely, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and their bodies were cold from the inside out.

After a cup of tea, the wailing finally stopped. Hu Xiaotian smiled and said, "How is it? Do you want to do it again?" Although the middle-aged man was domineering but not stupid, how could he not know that he had messed with a martial arts master? If he was not careful, he would end up with blood splashing five steps! He smiled carefully and said, "Boss Ye, the young man has eyes but does not recognize Taishan, and he is full of feces. He also hopes that you will let me go in large quantities. The young man is ordered to run errands, which is not worth mentioning." Hu Xiaotian said, "I see that you are majestic. Your status in the Yan'an Marquis' Mansion should be not low, right?" The middle-aged man said, "Where is it? The young man is surnamed Tang, named Sanmu, and is the Yan'an Marquis.

The third housekeeper of the mansion is purely a gangster. "Hu Xiaotian nodded and said, "The dignified marquis' housekeeper is very powerful and is just enough to help the master handle chores. If I guess correctly, Tang Cong is waiting for you to report the news? Where is he looking for fun now?" Tang Sanmu hesitated for a moment, Hu Xiaotian acted a little, and was scared to him and shouted, "I said, I said! The eldest son invited a group of friends to Yuzhu Garden for a drink!" Hu Xiaotian said in a deep voice: "Tang Sanmu, you'd better not deceive me with a chance. If I lose my time, I can only borrow your hair to vent my anger." Tang Sanmu hurriedly swears, hoping to take out his heart and soul to prove himself.

Hu Xiaotian was too lazy to talk nonsense, tied Tang Sanmu and others with ropes, threw them into the study and ignored them. Then he sent someone to escort Guo's mother and daughter out of the city immediately, and at the same time he sent all the servants in the mansion to keep a tight word for the time being and protect themselves. The servants thought they had offended the Yan'an Marquis' Mansion to death, and all the servants were worried and quickly scattered before the disaster was about to happen.

"Yuzhu Garden" is also located on the banks of the Qinhuai River, near Confucius Temple. It is named after the courtyard is full of different kinds of snow bamboos. In Jinling City, Yuzhu Garden, Haitang Pavilion, and Wangyue Tower, Menglian Painting Boat is gorgeous and overwhelming, making countless wanderers flock to it - Yuzhu Garden is fresh and elegant, and the women in the garden are good at singing and dancing; Haitang Pavilion is magnificent, and beauties from all countries and ethnic groups emerge in endlessly; Wangyue Tower often holds poetry events, and they are all literary scholars coming and going; Menglian Painting Boat is the most mysterious, and it is not welcomed by a wealthy person. As for the heads of the four brothels, they are all beautiful beauties, so I will not mention them in detail.

The sky was dark, the snow bamboos danced lightly, and people came and drove around, making it very lively. Hu Xiaotian, who was disguised, rode his horse with the crowd, looking around, and looking around, his spirit was flying. From a distance, he saw a wealthy young man who was spending money like earth. When he got off the horse, the madam who had seen countless people immediately posted it up, smiling like a flower and intimately intimate.

Hu Xiaotian squeezed his hand on the mature body and said with a smile: "Where is the eldest son of Yan'an Hou Mansion drinking? His grandmother's, these bastards who are forgetful of their qualities, said better than singing. They didn't wait for me to come and they wanted them to look good ones another day."

The madam's eyes flashed and she smiled charmingly: "Young master is very handsome. This is the first time I have come to Yuzhuyuan to visit? Isn't that the magistrate of the mansion?"

Hu Xiaotian glanced at her and said, "Are you in the way of Mr. Pan? Are you afraid that I can't afford to spend money? Let me tell you, Mr. Yan is from Yanjing, and my uncle is Zhang Yu, the escort of King Yan!" As he spoke, he deliberately emitted a cold sword energy, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

The madam was shocked. King Yan was a popular man in the dynasty. It is said that in the north, the Mongols cried and called for their parents, and blood flowed into a river. Who is the guard beside him? Since this young man is the nephew of the guard commander, he is afraid that he is equally cruel and ruthless, so he must not offend him. He hurriedly invited Hu Xiaotian to enter and took him through the corridor through the courtyard and came to an exquisite bamboo building.

The bamboo house is brightly lit, the music of silk and bamboo music is melodious, mixed with bursts of delicate laughter like silver bells, which is when the banquet is gradually rising.

The madam smiled flatteringly and said, "Young Master Zhang, the little marquis and the others are just enjoying the singing and dancing in the 'Wangyou Tower'. Look..." Hu Xiaotian waved his hand and said, "You go and do your business, I will greet Tang Da." The madam breathed a sigh of relief until she watched him step into the building, and Fang Pian left.

As soon as I stepped into the door, a fragrance of powder mixed with the aroma of wine came to my face, which was so drunk. In the huge flower hall, eight girls in red dresses in short-clothed clothes were dancing, their breasts and buttocks were undulating, and their skin was white and dazzling. A row of girls holding musical instruments were kneeling against the window on the left. Behind the table on the front and right, there were five or six young men in brocade clothes drinking happily, and they were holding beautiful women in their arms. They were either drinking and joking, or beauties in their arms, or throwing dice and fighting wine, and were unrestrained and without any scruples.

Hu Xiaotian glanced coldly and said in a deep voice: "Who is the eldest son of Tang from the Yan'an Marquis' Mansion? Zhang has important matters to discuss!" When he spoke, he implicitly impulsively suppressed the music, which made everyone's eardrums hurt slightly. Anyway, he made up his mind to throw the scene, so he simply skipped those polite words and went straight to the point.

The music stopped abruptly, and the dancers dispersed like frightened birds. Everyone in the room turned their heads to look at the uninvited guest. A young man in the gorgeous clothes slammed his wine glass and said sternly: "Bastard, who told you to come in and shout? Get out quickly!"

Hu Xiaotian stared at him and asked, "Are you Tang Cong?"

The young man in the gorgeous clothes touched his eyes, and somehow he felt cold in his heart. He frowned and said, "I am not. Who are you? What are you going to do?"

Hu Xiaotian said: "I am Tang Gong's creditor, and I am here to collect debts today."

The young man in the gorgeous clothes said strangely: "Hey, you dare to chase Yuzhuyuan to collect debts, you are very brave!" As he said that, he patted his companion on the shoulder of the right side and smiled: "Xiao Tang, have you caused some romantic debts? Is his lover asking you for revenge?"

Tang Cong is pretty handsome, with no blood on his face and very thin lips. He smiled and said, "My husband, don't listen to this person talking nonsense. When did I owe foreign debts? It turns out that the manager of Yuzhuyuan is blind, even the cat and the dog are put in. Miss Xue will punish him three cups of guilt later." He glanced at Hu Xiaotian and waved his hand and said, "Go away quickly, don't disturb our drinking, otherwise you will be in trouble."

Hu Xiaotian said coldly: "I see you look so dirty and vicious?"

Tang Gong's eyes widened, his face flushed with anger, and said angrily: "What did you say? Are you tired of living and want to reincarnate?"

Hu Xiaotian said: "Young Master Tang, don't speak harshly for now. Let me ask you, how did Guo Jingzhi, a doctor of the Imperial College, die? What did you do to his family after he died?"

Tang Gong was shocked all over, and his face was a little distorted and ferocious: "Guo Jingyi's poor and corrupt scholar died when he died. What do you have to do with me? Do you want to seek justice for him and reverse the case? I would like to remind you that he committed a crime of great disrespect! If you question this case, you are disrespectful to the emperor and your heart is punishable!"

Hu Xiaotian said: "Tang Cong, you are guilty of being a thief! The so-called good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded. In order to occupy the only daughter of the Guo family, you did not hesitate to frame Mr. Guo, and bribed the prison guards to poison him to the prison. Do you really think that the heaven has no eyes? I am here today to seek justice for Mr. Guo."

Tang Gong laughed wildly and said, "Do you think you are the Minister of the Dali Temple or the Commander of the Jinyiwei? What qualifications do you have to doubt me? What evidence do you have to arrest me? For a guy like you who is ignorant of the world, this young master only needs one finger."

Hu Xiaotian said: "Is that so? Then I'll take a look." He clenched his fists, crackled his finger bones, and took big steps and forced him over.

The young men looked at each other. Is this going to fight? They were rampant in the capital and doing evil. They rely on nothing more than the fierce and brave guards of the servants, but they never take action. Seeing Hu Xiaotian's body is strong and aggressive, no one has the courage to come forward to stop him.

Tang Cong screamed: "Stop, gentleman will not act!"

Hu Xiaotian said lightly: "I am not a gentleman!"

The young man in the gorgeous clothes frowned and knew that things could not be good. He suddenly sang: "Chang Fu, Chang Gui, let this person go out and don't let him make trouble!"

"Yes!" As the voice fell, two gray-clothed servants walked in through the window and blocked their way with their arms crossed. They were both in their thirties, with a burly figure. One of them blinded their left eye and the other had half an ear. They were full of iron blood that would last forever. At the same time, they opened their palm-clad fan and grabbed it hard. Hu Xiaotian's arms were in a square shape, like an iron rod, and a dull sound, Chang Fu and Chang Gui's face turned purple.

He couldn't help but staggered backwards and sat on the ground.

The young man in the gorgeous clothes changed drastically and said in a lost voice: "Internal master?! Chang'an, show up!" He reached out and grabbed the collar of Tang Gong's neck, dragging him back quickly.

Suddenly, the blue light flashed, the sword was cold and fierce, and a black shadow pounced down with the man and the knife. The sword technique was fierce and domineering, and it was the famous "Seven Evil Deadly Knife" in the world. Hu Xiaotian made a mistake and flashed to the dead corner of the attack. He bounced his fingers and stumbled, hitting the back of the big knife. Chang An felt the five fingers trembled violently, and the tiger's mouth heated, and the steel knife flew out of his hand. He was shocked and kicked his legs, regardless of his own safety. Hu Xiaotian's thoughts moved slightly. It seemed that this young master was noble and the guards who accompanied him knew that the responsibility was heavy and would rather die than retreat than cause trouble.

With a flash of figure, Hu Xiaotian had already snatched Tang Gong into his hand, and he jumped up, and the night disappeared in a blink of an eye. The young men stared at their little eyes, and somebody suddenly screamed...

That night, because the son of Yan'an Hou was kidnapped by a strong man, the Great Suozhou Army, the Marquis of the Marquis of Yan'an, and other major cities arrested hundreds of thieves and bandits, and killed more than a hundred unknown people. The heroes from all walks of life fled out of the city at night, and eight out of ten people lost their property.

The next morning, Tang Cong's body was hung high on the flagpole of the city tower, with a bloody letter attached to the side, "I do many evil deeds, but I have no choice but to die." The Marquis of Yan'an was furious when he heard the news and offered a reward of 100,000 silver to capture the murderer. The city was shaken. Later, the Jinyiwei received a letter of complaint and sent someone to search the house of the censor Zheng Xiao's mansion. He obtained 72 banned books and several letters, all of which advocated the prince's ascendance to the throne. Zheng Xiao was frightened and refused to plead guilty, but was still sentenced to imprisonment. At the same time, the matchmaker Zhan in Xinghua Street and the prisoner Wang Xiaowu in Wuji Lane suffered a sudden illness and vomited blood and died suddenly.

In the capital city with a population of hundreds of thousands, the life and death of a few people is like a small wave, disappearing in an instant. The streets are bustling, with cars and horses flowing endlessly, and the Qinhuai River is winding, as quiet and charming as before.

Hu Xiaotiandu li Bridgehead, watching Zhang Guorong leave by boat, and his heart was ups and downs. Zhang Guorong was entrusted by him to return to Yangzhou this time, mainly to arrange for the Guo mother and daughter to hide their names and avoid the bloody revenge of the Yan'an Marquis Mansion. The killing of enemies seemed to be secret, but the Jinyiwei and Yanyulou were able to find out sooner or later, and sooner or later, they would track down "Ye Jinrong" through spider horses. Therefore, this identity could not be used anymore, and the original plan had to be invalidated. Without the cover of the identity of a merchant, it would be difficult to get on the line with the government or Jinyiwei. As for the visit to Zhu Yuanzhang in person,

It was even more out of reach. He always kept in mind the instructions of Xuanzong and wanted to cooperate with the Ming Dynasty to move the Jiuyi tribe to a rich place so that they would no longer suffer from starvation. However, such a major event involving the migration of hundreds of thousands of people would not be able to actually promote it if it was not approved by the emperor. Unfortunately, he was neither a noble family nor a Jinshi on the list of gold. He was just a disciple of the Demon Cult who was traveling around the world. How could he have the opportunity to meet the emperor and tell the details? At this time, there was no way to follow the normal channels, and he could only find another way. No matter how hard he could only come to the door to see Dugu Yu.

Dugu Yu is the most powerful among the elders of the Demon Sect, as famous as Xiang Hu. His area under his jurisdiction is the Jiangsu and Zhejiang area. Not long ago, Dugu Yu was secretly poisoned and almost ambushed and assassinated by the Qinglong Society and Baiyun Sect. Fortunately, Hu Xiaotian took action in time to resolve a huge crisis for him. However, the battle was fierce and the situation was complicated, and the two did not have the opportunity to have a deep conversation.

For this extremely famous elder, Hu Xiaotian naturally could not use the method of conquering others with strength, but would it be useful to know him with emotion and reason with him? You should know that within the Demon Cult, due to historical origins and ethnic differences, tough and aggressive fighters still account for the majority. They would rather fight to the end than submit to the Han court. Dugu Yu is a pure Jiuyi clan member, and is known for his brutality and good fighting, and most of them should be classified as the main war faction. If both sides do not speak for themselves and even have the possibility of turning against each other on the spot, it will have a fatal impact on the dispute between the leader.

After thinking about it, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "How can everything go well in life? Just ask for a clear conscience!" Since he agreed to Xuanzong, he would go through all obstacles and do his best, even if he lost the throne of the leader because of this? The sky is high and the birds fly, the sea is vast and fish leaping. The land of China is vast and boundless, and there is no place to settle down! After the idea is settled, a pretty and resentful face suddenly flashed in his mind - if he wants to visit Dugu Yu, he will definitely not be able to avoid Dugu Yan. Although he once politely rejected Dugu Yan, she was bold and fierce, and her nature is like a fire, how could she give up easily? What if Dugu Yu licked his calf and intended to promote his daughter's wish, should he continue to refuse, or would he agree reluctantly?
Chapter completed!