Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

After Dajing established the country, the sage compiled the "Martial Classics" and set up a martial arts hall.

Then Longxiang, Xiandeng, and Daliang disbanded the old divisions, and then gathered the remnants of the heroes from all over the world.

In the end, seventeen divisions of tigers and wolves were built across the world and invincible.

Among them, Yingyang, Weiwu, and Leopard Tao are the Baisheng cavalry who attack the city and pull out the village.

Almost invincible, rarely defeated.

The chief commander, chief soldier, general, and captain of the three guards...all military attaches above the fifth rank.

Most of them have a background in the Great Liang Army.

Either the fathers were Yang Hong's former department,

Or their own origins are related.

It is precisely because of this that these people's promotion speed is very fast, which can be called a steady progress.

Over time, the intertwined Yangjia Mountain has formed.

"Ying Yangwei and I are only under the orders of the foster father."

Zhao Wulie responded with a serious expression, and replied in a deep voice:

"As long as your foster father is still here, the flag of Great Liang will not fall, and the spirit of the army will not be scattered!

No one has forgotten that in those days when the saints competed in the world and drove out the hundred barbarians, it was the adoptive father who took the lead in breaking the western barrier!

It was also the righteous father and Yan Shuai who went to Beijing to break through the capital of the Yuan Dynasty together. With a force of 300,000 soldiers combined with the four forces of Fenglin and Volcano, they dashed to kill the national teacher Ba Sifei!

Later, the adoptive father led an expedition to the north of the Lingbei.

The illustrious power of the adoptive father was fought from battle after battle!

The prince wanted to suppress Conglong's heroic officials, but he had to see if the Three Davids would agree! "

Hearing Zhao Wulie's words, Yang Hong's eyes were dazed.

There seemed to be a huge sound of golden iron horses and rumbling drums in my ears.

He lowered his head, remembering the battle of the fishing sea of ​​the Duke of Noble.

He personally led 5,000 elite cavalry, wearing a scroll armor, and intercepted the 80,000 soldiers led by the Baiman royal family.

The Great Liang Army, Yang Ziqi, wherever they go, their flesh and blood become mud!

After that, they captured about 3,000 concubines, princesses, princes, and various dignitaries.

The livestock they carried were more than 9,000 camels and more than 100,000 cattle and sheep.

In addition, a large number of gold and silver pills, medicine, grain, grass and other baggage, filled 5,000 carts.

The armor and weapons that were removed at that time were piled up into hills.

Yang Hong not only set a huge fire to the sky, but also burned down the big tent city.

He also killed all the direct descendants of the Baiman royal family, leaving no one behind.

Outside the Liaodong Pass, the remnant tribes that survived have not yet been able to unite.

The big reason is that the royal family was completely destroyed, and the dragons were headless.

Each other has become a piece of loose sand, indulging in fighting and internal friction all day, and it is difficult to restore the glory of the past.

"Huang Xu'er, this old man will keep your seat.

When the prince asked for the imperial decree, it was nothing more than forcing the old man to bow his head and surrender.

At the moment of the saint, anyone has to take this step back.

The assassination has been exposed, and the Liaodong mud-legged boy got an iron eagle token.

Even if the blood eagle deceased was not registered in the roster of the Ministry of War, the specific origins of martial arts and weapons could not be found.

But with this thing, your relationship will not be washed away.

It may even bring disaster to Ying Yangwei and bite the Duke's mansion. "

Yang Hong's tone was slow, and every word seemed to have a heavy weight of tens of millions of pounds.

"Don't worry, the foster father, the child will confess his guilt and never implicate others.

Even if he was sent to prison and severely tortured, it was the same!

If the adoptive father does not believe it, the child can write a confession document, and then take the poison and commit suicide, so as to cut off the future troubles of the imperial government. "

Zhao Wulie's expression did not change, and those blue eyes flashed coldly.

He responded quickly and immediately guessed the cause and effect.

It should be Meng Changhe's betrayal, so that the Liaodong mud legs get the iron eagle token.

This thing was presented to the East Palace, which attracted the prince's teacher to ask his guilt, causing a great uproar.

"Bai Hanzhang wants to be held accountable and let the Duke's government kill his son.

At present, the old man cannot ignore the imperial edict.

However, the position of the commander of Ying Yangwei must not be lost.

Without military power, people are swordsmen, I am fish, and it is even more difficult to end well!

So, I can only feel wronged. "

Yang Hong was expressionless and spit out this sentence indifferently.

"Father!"

Zhao Wulie was terrified, and his eyes shone brightly:

"Second son... in the future, he will inherit the title of duke of the country!

Adoptive father, you have so many adopted sons, you don’t need one child, Yingyangwei can be handed over to other brothers!

Just use my life to reach the anger of the East Palace, as a repayment of the mountain of kindness from my adoptive father! "

Yang Hong seemed to have a bit of sadness on his face, shook his head and said:

"It's too late, the old man has already accepted the order and asks Ju'er to confess the crime.

The adopted son, the parent-child, the old man has always treated the same, no matter which one is lost, it will be heartache.

Huang Xuer, from today onwards, you must hold Ying Yangwei firmly in your hands and wait for the time to come. "

Of the thirteen adopted sons he received, Zhao Wulie was the most filial, and he thought of everything for the sake of the Duke's government.

It's a good choice to take him out as an abandoned son to calm the matter.

However, Yang Hong could not give up Ying Yangwei.

I am worried that Bai Hanzhang will take advantage of the theme and take away military power.

Under a calm balance, only Yang Ju, who has thrown away his own flesh and blood, can solve this impending disaster.

"Father! Second Young Master's blood feud, Wulie will keep it in his heart, and he will avenge it in the future!"

Zhao Wulie gritted his teeth, he never expected it.

This ambush assassination, which was sure to be successful, was a miss.

And let that Liaodong mud leg find hard evidence and pour dirty water on the head of Liang Guogong's mansion.

One wrong step, one wrong step, implicated the adoptive father in sacrificing his parents and children.

"Go, don't act rashly until the time comes."

Yang Hong said no more, and cut off the invisible air machine that was poured into the copper basin with clean water.

The square and round mirror suddenly shattered, and the light and shadow dissipated.

The room was dark and the lights were not lit.

"Yuan Tiangang's decree says that it is evil to break the army, but Ziwei can control it... I don't believe it."

The grandfather of the country slowly straightened his hunched waist, with a killing decision in his eyes.

There seemed to be thousands of troops galloping past, shaking the void like waves.

He raised his hand to cover his heart, his majestic face like cast iron twitched and turned into a hideous color.

"The pain of losing a child is like a knife twisted!"

With a bang, the red sandalwood table case carved with the four-clawed dragon was blasted into extremely fine sawdust powder.

The blood in the body is like a tide slamming on the shore, impacting every inch of flesh and blood, every muscle and bone, making a harsh sound of gold and iron colliding.

Indistinctly, a scarlet and sticky flesh-and-blood throne appeared.

Horns, drums of war, horseshoes, swordsmen, scorpions, the setting sun... all kinds of images are manifested through ups and downs.

"Humph! This gentleman's mind, how can it be shaken at will!"

Yang Hong raised his eyebrows, protruding like a sword and spear, trembling loudly, collapsing the inexplicable changes in the void.

"Bai Hanzhang, since you are in the first year of junior high, don't blame me for being the fifteenth!

This mess in Liaodong, this master has lifted it up for you! "

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"Ki Kuro, you are so bold!"

Yang Kui was furious at the palace of the duke in Tianjing, and shouted with his halberd fingers:

"Breaking into the mansion of the prince of the dynasty, injuring the family nursing home.

Do you really think that with the protection of Beizhen Fusi, you can be lawless? ! "

He looked at the white python flying fish suit with a grim expression.

I can't wait to mobilize the experts in the rivers and lakes supported by the government and kill them on the spot.

only……

This child has become a climate, it is really difficult to suppress!

Others may not know, but Yang Ju is very clear in his heart.

The nurses who were stumbling around on the ground were all fierce soldiers who had retreated from the army.

It may be a bit exaggerated to fight one hundred against one hundred.

But with one against ten, there is absolutely no problem!

In the end, he couldn't stop Ji Yuan, who had just entered the blood exchange, and couldn't even get close!

From this, it can be speculated that this Liaodong mud-legged man may have benefited greatly from that cave!

"Second Young Master Yang, it is clear that you have relied on Ling Zun to be the prince of a dynasty,

Treating the laws of the imperial court as nothing, not even the decree of the Eastern Palace!

This decree of the Baihu generation crown prince, seeing me is like seeing His Highness,

But you want me to go in and out through the side door, who is so bold? "

The air flow three feet in front of Ji Yuan turned, condensed like a huge sphere, as if encompassing a small world.

As soon as you touch it, you may feel vulnerable.

But the more vigor burst out, the more smashing and smashing, the more it will drive the yin and yang of Zhoutian Dojo, thus promoting the change of wind and thunder.

These wolves and savage soldiers who have boiled out from the mountains of corpses and blood, although they are very capable of fighting in battle, they do not understand the secrets of the essence of martial arts.

Blindly rushed up in a swarm, but instead was forced to use force, and ended up falling into a tragic end.

"The decree of the Eastern Palace, the prince is not here!

There is an iron book of elixir from the sage in the Duke's Mansion. Even if His Highness arrives, this young master can see it and not worship it!

You, a lowly born military household in Liaodong, make a big banner with tiger skins, it's really ridiculous! "

Yang Ju stood on the steps of the flower hall with her hands behind her back, her eyes drooping and looking down.

In his heart, he looked down on the young Baihu in front of him.

You are the son of the prince of the country, and you know each other.

If the ancestors were not generals, marquis, prime ministers, and cabinet scholars, they would not answer a word.

Now that the side door is wide open, it is already considered condescending to meet this mud-legged man, and it gives a lot of face.

"So majestic, with great bearing, worthy of being the son of Duke Liang!"

Ji Yuan didn't take it seriously, handed over the decree of the Eastern Palace to the blue-robed eunuch behind him, and said with a smile:

"It makes sense that the Second Young Master dares to commit such a heinous crime because of the solemnity of his holy family.

It's just that the sage's official letter clearly records that although the iron coupons of the Danshu can avoid death, there are two rules.

Rebellion will not be forgiven, and the descendants will not be forgiven!

Did the second son forget? "

Yang Ju's arrogant expression suddenly stagnated, as if stunned.

After that, he frowned and scolded coldly:

"What nonsense are you talking about? This young master has been reclusive for a while, why has he ever violated the laws of the Jing Dynasty?

Hugh wants to frame the crime and pour dirty water on the government! "

There was a smile on the corner of Ji Yuan's mouth, and there was pity in his eyes when he looked at Yang Ju.

The second son of the imperial family was obviously still kept in the dark, unaware that he had been abandoned by his own father as an abandoned son.

"Ben Baihu was ordered by the East Palace to go to Huangliang County to investigate the case.

On the way back to Beijing, passing through Huangni Dagang, he was intercepted and killed by many assassins.

Has the second son heard about this? "

something happened?

Is Donggong going to attack the Guogongfu?

Yang Ju's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show any expression on his face. He deliberately sneered and said:

"Ji Jiulang, the outside world said that you are arrogant and arrogant, and you are not wrong.

You are no more than Beizhen Fusi, a small land with hundreds of households, an ant-like character, also worthy of my son's discernment?

In the past, there was no decree from the Eastern Palace,

You can't even step over the threshold of the country's mansion, let alone stand in front of this son!

Are you dead or alive, what does it have to do with this young master? If you want to frame the blame, then come up with hard evidence! "

Ji Yuan smiled even more, from which he could see the second son of Duke Liang.

In fact, it is a weak temperament, which is stern on the inside, strong on the outside and dry on the outside.

After all, the louder the voice, the weaker the confidence.

"No wonder, in the end, Yang Hong would rather protect his adopted son, Zhao Wulie, and throw his own flesh and blood as an abandoned son.

It turned out that he knew that his son was unreliable and could not support the family business. "

Yang Ju saw the muddy legs smiling, and a pitiful look appeared on his face.

This time, it seemed to add fuel to the fire, and his anger rose, and he roared like a thunderstorm:

"Uncle Lu! Kick this bullshit out the door!"

Naturally, the dignified mansion of the duke will not only have bright-faced nurses.

In addition to those who retired from the army, a great master of the four realms was also enshrined as a town house.

Uncle Lu, the driver of the house.

People like Yang Ju, Yang Ping'er, and even Yang Xiu would take him with them when they travel.

Outsiders don't know, only Yang Ju knows that this is a life-saving talisman.

Swish!

A gust of wind blew up.

The large air flow is like tearing and tearing silk, making a sound of "chirp".

Ji Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Inside the flower hall, a ghostly figure sprang out from nowhere.

After a slight sway, he suddenly stood between him and Yang Ju.

This man has white temples, thick knuckles, and an ordinary face, like an old farmer.

In terms of breath alone, at most it is just a convincing trainer.

"Master Baihu, my son said he wants to see off guests, please."

The old man called "Uncle Lu" said politely.

"Lu Jingzhi was originally the Young Sect Master of the Jagged Banner Sect.

When the horses of Jing Chao stepped on the rivers and lakes, King Yan swept away the martial arts sect, and the Jagged Banner Gate was among them.

The whole family died and escaped, but you joined the Duke of Liang's mansion and became a coachman. "

After Ji Yuan put his hands together, he calmly said:

"The most famous martial arts in Daqimen are nothing more than 'Fengyun Shou' and 'Iron-making True Gang'.

The former is catching the wind and exploring the clouds, swift as electricity, and can make thirty-six shots in one breath, which is extremely elegant.

The latter swallows gold and iron like tofu, and transforms into his own body, making him indestructible..."

Uncle Lu's face twitched, his eyes were more vicious than Yang Ju, and he said softly:

"Master Baihu turned out to be prepared.

Jingchao up and down all said that Beizhen Fusi is like a wolf and a tiger, a living Yama,

Nanzhen Fusi is pervasive, and it is the ear to repay the gods.

Seeing it now, it's well-deserved.

Even the old man, who was half-dead to the ground, knew it clearly.

Come to think of it, it will be difficult to be kind tonight, and it will be endless. "

"That's right, don't say that you, an old-fashioned Ninggang Sijie, can't keep Yang Ju.

Even if the five realm masters come in person, it will not work. "

Ji Yuan nodded and smiled, and asked the blue-robed eunuch what decree was coming.

He stretched out his hands and spread out, full of energy:

"The criminal, Yang Ju, colluded with Ying Yang to defend Meng Changhe, and Yan Sheng, the owner of the Yinglue Pavilion,

Conspired to steal the commander Zhao Wulie's warrant, deploying ordnance to suppress fire and thunder,

Ambush to assassinate the court officials, resulting in the death and injury of dozens of people in Beizhen Fusi.

Violating the law of the country, the iron evidence is like a mountain, and it is irrefutable. He was detained and imprisoned.

Young Master Yang, what else do you have to tell me? "

After reading the last sentence, Ji Yuan looked up at Yang Ju, whose face was pale. uuReading

The latter seemed to be in disbelief, stepped back again and again, and slumped down on the large chair.

"Framed! Framed! Impossible... Absolutely impossible!

I haven't done it...this is all...my father is the king of the dynasty!

Ji Jiuro, you dare to wrong me? Beizhen Fusi dare to wrong me? !

Even if I hit the Jingyang Bell, I will never recognize it! "

The moment he heard the decree announced, Yang Ju was stunned on the spot like a lightning strike.

After a while, he shouted hysterically.

"Second Young Master Yang, you have stolen the warrant of Zhao Wulie, the commander of Ying Yangwei,

They dispatched six dead men who had exchanged blood in the three realms, Meng Changhe, Yan Sheng and others to set up an ambush.

And, privately deploying ordnance to suppress fire and thunder - these are all identified by your father, Jing Chaoliang Guogong, can it still be wrong? "

Ji Yuan's voice was flat, but like a bolt from the blue, it slammed into Yang Ju who was yelling.

Uncle Lu sighed softly, as if he understood, and backed away silently.

Yang Ping'er, who was sitting next to her, was even more frightened and her face paled, trembling all over.

Did the father identify the second brother?

Abandon the car to protect handsome!

Abandoned is the second brother?

Guaranteed to be Zhao Wulie!

how come?

How could my father... be so cruel!

Yang Ju seemed to be half cold, and he made a ho ho sound in his throat, but he was still speechless.

"Pill book iron coupons, rebellion will not be forgiven, and descendants will not be forgiven.

Young Master Yang, you can plead guilty and go to jail. "

After Ji Yuan declared the decree, he stood with his hands behind his back and said:

"According to Jing's Law, to assassinate a court official, there is no need to wait until autumn to execute it.

It is estimated that the government will soon be able to do white affairs and open the table.

I hope that when the time comes, Miss San can be more generous and let me sit at the table. "

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