Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

Leng Yue raised his sword.

The biting murderous aura rose into the sky like a storm, wrapping around Yang Ge like a substance.

The sky seemed to be filled with dark clouds all of a sudden, and it was so gloomy that people couldn't breathe.

Even the weapons scattered on the surrounding ships were pulled by this powerful pure murderous aura, ready to take off again...

It's too late to say it, but it's too late to say it.

From the time Yang Ge raised the Cold Moon Sword with both hands and started reading the skill bar, to the time when the purple-robed old man failed to threaten for peace, it only took five or six breaths.

The purple-robed old man was also very straightforward. Seeing Yang Ge eating the weight, he was determined to find his way to the dark side. He took action without waiting for Yang Ge to finish accumulating his strength.

He was seen jumping up from the bow of the ship, condensing a virtual image of a white-fronted insect as big as a ship in mid-air, whipping up a fierce black wind and rushing toward Yang Ge...

Bang!

The eye-catching white-fronted giant insect jumped into the air and struck the surface of the water with one claw. The water sank three feet, and the terrifying force rolled up several waves of water four to five feet high. The rushing waves almost overturned several large ships with tens of thousands of tons around.

The eye-catching white-fronted insect that hit the air with one claw did not stop at all. It jumped up again on the water surface and chased Yang Ge who was rising into the sky.

Yang Ge, who was in mid-air, did not dodge when he saw this, but instead poured all his true energy into the Leng Yue sword with all his might.

ah……

He howled angrily and slashed down with his sword. In an instant, a forty-meter sword energy that looked like substance and had the same shape as the Lengyue sword but exuded fierce black and red energy poured out, as if the Great Sage Qitian was wielding the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. The sword struck the big, white-fronted insect like a river and sea.

The distance between the two was too close, and the eye-catching white-fronted insect could not avoid it, nor was it prepared to avoid it. It looked up to the sky like a madman and roared wildly, then whipped up the black wind with one claw and struck at the 40-meter-long sword.

Amid everyone's attention, a forty-meter-long sword slashed through the air at an eye-catching white-fronted insect that was twenty or thirty meters long. It was a grand scene that challenged the limits of imagination, just like the ancient immortals in mythical stories slaying demons on the wild land. picture.

boom……

There was a deafening muffled explosion of air, and the swords, tigers, and shadows died together in a dazzling halo. The remaining energy formed several rippling waves of gray-black light in the mid-air dozens of meters high, setting off a hurricane that blew people around. Swinging away mightily.

After three waves of gray-black light spread out, there was another powerful explosion of air in the middle of the dazzling halo. Two figures flew backwards out of the center of the dazzling halo, spilling blood into the sky.

The two groups of people on the water looked closely...

They saw the purple-robed old man holding one of his severed arms like a knife and flying upside down like a big bird with broken wings.

Yang Erlang seemed to be alive and well while holding the Leng Yue sword, but on his chest with his clothes torn to pieces, there was a dent that was almost deviated from his heart, which was also shocking.

Both of them were vomiting blood while flying upside down. They flew upside down for seven or eight feet without being able to stabilize their bodies. Instead, they fell straight to the river.

Fifth Master...

Yang Laoer!

The returning masters of both parties jumped up and each caught their relatives and friends.

puff.

The old man in purple robes who fell back on the ship spat out a mouthful of blood again. His face was as pale as paper. He gritted his teeth tightly and spat out a few words with difficulty: Let's go, leave quickly... The Za family cannot die here. here.

Wei Heng, who was supporting him, clearly felt that the vitality in his body was rapidly passing away.

He turned his head in horror and shouted at Shen Fa and the others who were still in a daze: What are you still doing? Let's go!

Shen Fa had no choice but to shake his head vigorously to dispel the messy thoughts in his mind, turned around and hurriedly went to deliver the order...

On the other side, Yang Ge, who was taken back to the serial ship by Yang Tiansheng and Li Jincheng, also opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood after landing.

He broke away from the two people's support, held the Lengyue sword to steady his body, raised his head and shouted lowly: Attack, attack!

When did this happen...

Yang Tiansheng complained to him anxiously, hurriedly took out the small golden bottle from his arms, removed the cork and handed it to Yang Ge.

Yang Ge shook his head and pushed the small golden bottle back: Go quickly, don't hesitate... attack it, and we can escape!

Yang Tiansheng and Li Jincheng woke up from a dream and shouted in unison: Brothers, rush with me...

Kill!

The gangsters of Lianlianwu were as powerful as tigers, shouting at the top of their lungs, pushing down small boats, carrying a boatload of people, and rushed towards the swaying boat of officers and soldiers.

Seeing this, the officers and soldiers in that carriage were exhausted. They urged the officers and soldiers at the bottom rowing the oars one by one, as if they were about to take off. They could run faster against the water than the small sampan in the dock.

Yang Ge stood on the chain boat with his sword in his hand, watching the court ship go further and further away. Until the distance between the two sides was so far that he could no longer see the figures shaking on the court ship, he finally couldn't help but roll his eyes and straighten up. Falling backward...

…

A massive joint law enforcement effort by the six divisions came to an end.

Of course, the apparent search and arrest of Yang Erlang has never stopped for a moment.

Instead of stopping, they intensified the search and arrest efforts, asking local government offices to arrest some bandits and bandits as suspected imperial criminal Yang Erlang or colluding with the imperial criminal Yang Erlang, and tortured them in the street.

In short, it gave the people of the world the illusion that even if Yang Erlang touches the blood of the Tian family, he will definitely not be able to get anything good.

For this reason, armed resistance against the law frequently occurred in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Many unlucky green-robed officials who were pushed out by local governments in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to carry out searches under Yang Erlang's orders were beaten to death in the streets by angry people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Of course, it all came to nothing in the end.

And secretly...

The imperial court never organized any large-scale arrest or siege operations against Yang Erlang.

Emperor Xiping never even mentioned Yang Erlang's name. He assumed that there was no such person as Yang Erlang, and there was no such thing as Yang Erlang's killing of Prince Ning.

Emperor Xiping also issued a silence order to all the government officials who returned to Beijing alive from the Huai'an River section that day, strictly prohibiting them from talking nonsense to the outside world.

Of course, even if the imperial court did not issue this hush-hush order, few of the officials from the Sixth Division who escaped back to the capital alive would be willing to recall the bloody scene in the Huai'an River section that day.

There were even a large number of officials from the Sixth Division who turned in their oxtail knives after returning to the capital and took their savings to go back to their hometowns to farm... Let alone holding knives, their mouths would go dry and their legs would tremble when they saw the knives. .

This incident was also the bloodiest and most brutal head-on conflict between the Wei imperial court and a lone wolf martial arts master since the reign of Emperor Xiping.

The result was more than just a slap in the face of Emperor Xiping?

In other words, even Emperor Xiping suffered a huge defeat at the hands of a lone wolf martial arts master. What would be the result if he were replaced by other civil and military ministers?

Well, isn’t Huang Jin’s head still feeding fish in the Bian River? Isn't he the best example?

The dead eunuch had been fighting wits and courage with the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty for seven or eight years, with no outcome in sight. This time when he left the capital, his head was torn off by Yang Erlang...

The dead eunuch himself was a great Guizhen master with strong skills, and he was surrounded by officers and soldiers of the Sixth Dharma Division, yet he still ended up like this.

If it were other court bosses who didn't practice martial arts or control soldiers, wouldn't they die like a chicken or duck?

This made countless people in power begin to re-recognize the lethality of those lone wolf martial arts masters.

In other words, the entire court has realized how much damage can be caused when a martial arts master with high enough martial arts skills, few worries, and open-mindedness is determined to retaliate against the court at all costs!

Although there are very few top masters like Yang Erlang.

The Wei Dynasty had a population of 10 million, and a master of Yang Ge's level could not even count twenty people, even if all the top masters from the imperial court and the Jianghu were included.

And among these twenty people, there is only one such a carefree and lonely lone wolf like Yang Ge...

But what if?

Like those weeds in the world, who knows when a lone wolf martial arts master will pop out of any corner?

Moreover, the common people don't know how Prince Ning died. Don't they, the central court officials, also don't know?

That guy even cut off Prince Ning's head. Cutting off the heads of other civil and military ministers, isn't that just a matter of holding hands?

So...

After a brief period of unprecedented tension and depression in the Great Wei Dynasty, the political environment suddenly became much clearer.

The originally fierce party struggle, from the capital city to the local level, from civil affairs to military affairs, the party fought against the different political parties, suddenly eased.

The leaders of various political parties in the court began to flatter each other like snakes, and they said colorful little words as if they were free of charge.

The policy of benefiting the country and the people, which had been delayed in the court due to political disputes, also made great strides out of Luoyang and entered the fourteenth provinces of the Wei Dynasty...

Especially those major family and national affairs that involve the words disaster and border trouble. As soon as you enter Beijing, it will be a green light. All the civil and military officials of the court, regardless of faction, will come together to solve the problem. No one dares to discuss these issues again. Everyone wanted to throw the blame into other people's hands as soon as possible, and everyone wanted to calm down the incident as soon as possible. Otherwise, it spread to Yang Erlang's ears again.

In short, no one in the entire Wei Dynasty, from Emperor Xiping to the seventh-rank official Sesame Mung Bean, wanted to hear Yang Erlang's name again, and everyone wanted to stay as far away from his sword as possible.

The One Whip Method of the newly appointed Second Assistant to the Cabinet Wang Jiangling was finally implemented smoothly from the imperial court to the local government through this common style.

If it were another time, there would definitely be riots in the court. After all, the one-whip method harmed the interests of the officials, gentlemen, and bureaucrats.

But at the moment, everyone unanimously chose to endure their anger for a while and watch him build a tall building and entertain guests...

Faced with this situation, Emperor Xiping, who was stunned by Yang Erlang's slap, finally came to his senses. He muttered with joy in his heart: 'This slap seems to be worth it! ’

Then he ordered Xichang and Xiuyiwei to send relevant information, and secretly calculated the taxes after the implementation of the one-whip method. When he saw the approximate figure he had calculated, even he himself couldn't believe it. Rubbing his eyes, after confirming that he had not made a mistake, he planned three new palaces for himself in one stroke. He just waited for this year's taxes to be collected and started construction immediately... There is no end to the money, and there is no way. There’s no end to spending!

The big shots in the court have swallowed their anger, and the local officials in various provinces and prefectures have naturally become more cautious in their words and deeds...

If the court bosses are just wary of danger and foresight in times of peace, then the local officials are in skin-stricken pain!

I haven’t seen the vacancies in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The imperial court has been filling them for more than half a year. Is there still one third left?

Who dares to accept money from selling one’s life?

You have a life to make money, but you have no life to spend it!

The local officials neither dared to loot money nor oppressed the people. Even if they were left lying flat... the people's lives seemed to have become much easier all of a sudden.

It kind of coincides with Lao Tzu's meaning of governing a big country is like cooking small delicacies.

Suddenly, from the court to the local government, there was a scene of a group of emperors, saints and ministers, and a harmonious government.

The image of a prosperous age is becoming more and more intense!

Of course, the people in the court are still the same people as before, and the people in the local government are still the same people as before.

It is said that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. In just one or two years, let alone Yang Ge, even if the Buddha himself comes, there is no hope that they can be saved.

But at least they have begun to restrain themselves and no longer dare to exploit people and take human lives as unscrupulously and lawlessly as before.

No one dares to blatantly say: If the people suffer any more, I will take the blame...

The lives of the common people in the Wei Dynasty may still have not changed fundamentally compared to before.

But at least there is a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope that may be weak but does exist.

Yang Ge finally got what he wanted and turned himself into a knife.

A... knife hanging above everyone's heads!

…

In early June, Lianhuanwu sent more than a dozen members of Shopkeeper Liu's family back to Luting County.

The two families left silently.

As soon as they stepped out, a powerful man from Shangyousuo stepped in and ran the Yuelai Inn and Deng's Butcher Shop for them. They only said that they were going back to their hometown to eat and visit relatives, and they took care of the business on their behalf.

Now the families of the two families are returning home calmly.

Only the neighbors curiously asked them about the process of returning to their hometown to have dinner and visit relatives, and then no one seemed to care about them, as if the previous storm was just their illusion.

The two families successfully took over their respective businesses.

Those who should run an inn will continue to run the inn, those who should take their apprentices to practice martial arts will continue to take their apprentices to practice martial arts, and those who should kill pigs will continue to kill pigs.

Life doesn't seem to have changed at all.

It's just that some puppies wait for a long time and never get the person they want to wait for.

Why……

The old shopkeeper sat in front of the inn, stroking Little Butter's smooth fur, and murmured in a low voice: It's almost autumn, when will your cowardly father be willing to leave the house!

Xiao Huang was lying on the steps, his ears drooped, looking motionless at the end of the long street where people were coming and going.

The puppy doesn't understand why his father hasn't come back yet, but he will wait and wait.