Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

At dawn, purple air comes from the east.

Yang Ge, who had been standing on the bow of the boat all night, opened his eyes, jumped up from the ground, and turned to face the turbulent river.

"Here comes the knife!"

he shouted.

Fang Ke, who had been guarding him on the bow of the boat all night, heard the sound, pulled out the oxtail knife from his waist, and shot Yang Ge in the air with all his strength.

Yang Ge reached out and grabbed the oxtail knife, raised it high with one hand, and took a deep breath...

The next second, he reached the highest point and began to fall.

He took advantage of the force of his fall and slashed out with his sword, roaring angrily with a red face and thick neck: "Break!"

The oxtail knife fell, and a streak of snow-white sword energy burst out from the blade. It was about four feet long and six feet wide. It was like a Kunpeng's wings hanging from the sky, and it could hit the water for three thousand miles!

"Bang!"

The terrifying sword energy flowed upstream and opened a huge gap in the river.

In an instant, the river surged, rolling up thousands of waves, and the water covered the banks.

"Crash..."

Waves as high as the sails of the ship were struck head-on, causing many ships to almost capsize. Even an accomplished martial artist like Fang Ke felt as if he was in a rough sea.

Yang Ge, who was wielding the sword, was also pushed by the majestic force of the sword and flew backwards seven to eight feet before finally landing on the water and stabilizing his body...

"Boom."

Yang Ge stepped on the water and returned to the boat. With dull eyes, he handed the oxtail knife to Fang Ke who came up to him: "It's not right, it's still wrong!"

He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he always felt like the knife was sloppy when it came out.

It was obvious that he had used a lot of force, but after he split it, for some reason, he only had six or seven points of strength left...

This is definitely not the kind of torrent that he imagined, which is invincible and indestructible, but a strong and decisive sword!

"Isn't this right?"

Fang Keren stared blankly at the waves on the river that had not calmed down, and then at the cracked Xingan Baihu silver oxtail knife in his hand, and his whole body went numb.

"Don't worry about the swordsman's affairs!"

Yang Ge replied absentmindedly, and finally asked: "Instruct each company to count the number of people immediately, and when everyone is there, we will sail!"

He didn't care about anything else. The strong emotion lingering in his heart that was about to come out but couldn't be caught was just like constipation. He couldn't pull it out, couldn't hold it back, and felt very uncomfortable when he couldn't go up or down. .

Even the joy of refining Qi and returning to nature has been diluted a lot.

Of course, the matter of returning home is indeed not a surprise to him.

After all, from the moment he developed his inner energy, he knew that he would be able to refine it...

However, it is worth mentioning that his excellent martial arts talent bonus of "all bones are like jade and all veins are connected" has been almost exhausted when he reaches the stage of returning to his true state.

This does not mean that this outstanding talent will be completely useless in the future.

Even in the Return to True Realm, this outstanding talent can still make him condense his true energy faster and purer.

It's just that this outstanding talent can no longer support him, and he can continue to leave behind the masters of the same realm as he did during the training period and Qihai realm.

It is also impossible to make up for the gap in strength caused by the time difference.

After all, when we reach the state of return to truth, everyone is connected.

Even if your body, Yang Ge, is stronger, your meridians are tougher, and your Qi reaction speed is faster... so what?

Can it still defeat others who have practiced hard for years and decades?

This may be the same as actors.

Someone starts from being an unknown small group performer, and it takes a lot of hard work and opportunities to make him known to many people.

And some people have their own traffic and capital as soon as they debut. Without too much effort and opportunities, many people will know about them.

But when they all reach a certain height, they can only fight with their own experience and culture if they continue to fight.

By cultivating the Return to True Realm, Yang Ge has reached the highest level that the little master's body can support him to.

What kind of cultivation he can achieve in the future depends on him.

Yang Ge knew this well.

…

Three days later.

"drive……"

Dozens of riders rode along the rugged horse trail and turned around a large mountain, suddenly seeing a bright view before their eyes.

I saw a quiet and vicissitudes of ancient city, looming in the morning mist...

"Hush!"

Yang Ge reined in the horse, raised the bamboo hat on his head and looked at the quiet city in the morning mist: "Is that Yangzhou?"

Fang Ke held his sword and clasped his fists: "Sir, that room is Jiangdu Mansion, the seat of Yangzhou Government."

Yang Ge nodded and said with emotion: "We are finally here!"

It was really troublesome for the ancients to travel far away.

In another time and space, half a month would be enough for him to travel back and forth from the Eastern Hemisphere to the Western Hemisphere!

Fang Ke held his sword and replied cheerfully: "The officials in Yangzhou certainly didn't expect that you would abandon the waterway and switch to land. At this moment, they are still sending people to find out where our fleet is..."

Yang Ge glanced at him sideways and said jokingly: "Fang Baihu's flattering skills have been a bit rusty recently. How dare you flatter him so bluntly?"

Gu Tong and others who were accompanying him burst into laughter, and the mountain bag was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Fang Ke didn't feel dissatisfied and laughed along with "hehe".

"Okay, let's get down to business first!"

Yang Ge raised his hand, and everyone immediately stopped laughing and bowed their heads to obey the order.

"The officials in Yangzhou and even the important towns in the south of the Yangtze River are all experienced veterans. They will definitely not prevent us from abandoning the water route and switching to land."

He said slowly: "In order to avoid premature exposure and affect follow-up operations, we must enter the city in batches. Everyone should hide their weapons and leave their horses outside the city. We will enter the city in batches in squad units. Later, I and I Fang Ke will go to the city first, Lao Gu, you can arrange the batches entering the city by yourself. After entering the city, you can disperse and gather all the information about the Changfeng Gang, and gather and summarize the information before nightfall!"

At this point, he emphasized his tone and said: "It is better to be slower than to alert the snake!"

Everyone accepted the order in unison.

…

Half an hour later.

Yang Ge and Fang Ke lined up behind the queue of people entering the city.

The two of them did not hide their sabers, and they did not encounter any trouble while queuing up to enter the city.

But before the two of them entered the city, they saw a group of arrogant soldiers driving a group of poor people in ragged clothes out of the city.

Fang Ke was excited, and without waiting for Yang Ge's instructions, he spoke proficiently in Wu dialect and started talking to the people around him who were queuing up to enter the city.

Yang Ge listened to him chatting with people, and couldn't understand what they were talking about. He could only stare at the poor people who were driven out of the city by the soldiers.

I saw that among the poor people, many of them were wives, children, mothers and families. Most of them were so thin that they had no shape, and many of them still had straws stuck in their heads...

They walked and cried all the way, holding tattered bedrolls or pushing wheelbarrows filled with old furniture.

The wailing sound of "wuwuwu" is like the howling of the night wind in the cold winter, which makes people feel panicked.

After a while, Fang Ke finished his answer.

Yang Ge couldn't wait to grab his collar and pull him over: "What's going on?"

Fang Ke lowered his head and whispered: "They didn't explain it clearly. They only know that five or six days ago, the government began to drive out the poor families in the city who were begging and selling their children and daughters on a large scale..."

Yang Ge was stunned and said in disbelief: "Attack on me?"

Fang Ke didn't dare to look into his eyes: "If no other superiors arrive in Jiangdu in the near future... they should be targeting you."

Yang Ge laughed angrily, holding back his anger and cursed in a low voice: "I'm not a fucking imperial envoy, why are they guarding me? Can I kill them all with one knife?"

Fang Ke glanced at him secretly and said cautiously: "I want you to know that our embroidery guards rarely travel across the state and provinces in such a big way. Traveling across the state and provinces like this will definitely be a big case..."

Yang Ge scratched his forehead vigorously and cursed angrily: "Don't pour any fucking dirty water on my head. It's because they have shit in their butts and have a guilty conscience! It's none of my business!"

Fang Ke quickly responded: "Yes, yes, it's because they have shit in their butts and they have a guilty conscience. It has nothing to do with half of your copper coins. You must not blame yourself for everything!"

He said this very sincerely.

He also said it was extremely frightening.

Sometimes, he complained about himself... He was so full that he was so full, why did he know so much?

Yang Ge scratched his head so hard that the dandruff on his head that hadn't been washed for several days flew like snowflakes.

But in the end, he could only curse him angrily in a low voice, "a grass mud horse".

At this moment, he actually had the same feeling as Lei Heng: This Wei Dynasty is really fucking rotten to the core...

Fang Ke didn't dare to follow his words, so he could only push him towards the city gate hole: "Let's go into the city first, go into the city, find a place to eat, and talk while eating."

The two entered the city and soon found a place where they could eat.

Unfortunately.

The food in Yangzhou is terrible.

This bad smell is even worse.

After Yang Ge suppressed his irritation and took a few bites of the food, he couldn't help but slapped his chopsticks on the table, causing the bowls and chopsticks to fly around: "Fuck this, what a lousy place this is!"

His words caused the surrounding diners to look at him angrily. There were also a few rich kids wearing silk and satin clothes who rolled up their sleeves and stood up with unkind expressions.

Seeing this, Fang Ke picked up the long knife leaning against his side, stood up and made a gesture to draw the knife.

He glared angrily, and instantly retracted his angry gaze.

The one who rolled up his sleeves also took advantage of the situation and punched: "Five leaders..."

Yang Ge looked at them and suddenly realized: This little bit of blood is worthy of the suffering they have endured.

It is said that pitiful people must have something hateful...

It does make sense.

He suddenly lost his anger, and took out a pair of chopsticks again with an expressionless face, and continued to pick up edible food and put it into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

"Follow the original plan first."

As he ate, he whispered: "If there are any changes, let's worry about it again."

Fang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the rice bowl and took big gulps of food into his mouth.

Seeing that he was not picky at all, Yang Ge suddenly remembered something: "When the big boss came here to do business, how did he deal with it in the end?"

Fang Ke fidgeted with his chopsticks and looked at him at a loss with food in his mouth.

Yang Ge wondered: "What are you talking about?"

Fang Ke grimaced and replied vaguely: "I have done a lot of work, beaten a lot of people, and supported a lot of people."

Yang Ge raised his thumb with conviction: "Brilliant!"

Fang Ke stretched his neck and swallowed the food in his mouth, and whispered: "That time was different from ours this time. That time the big boss came here with the account book. No matter what he did, the family would take care of him. We This time... there is no account book!"

Yang Ge: "I'm just doing my duty, what kind of account books do you need? Besides, shouldn't we be the ones delivering the account books to the superiors?"

"It's different, it's different!"

Fang Ke shook his head like a rattle: "Of course we will handle the small matters ourselves, and then send the account books up when it is done. For such a big matter, if there is no word from the superiors, we must not act rashly... We have no success after it is done. If you smash it, we can seal the deal!"

Yang Ge picked up a piece of green leafy vegetable and put it into his mouth, and said in a more serious tone: "We just do our duty and hand in the ledger. As for the outcome, the family will make the decision for themselves!"

Fang Ke still shook his head: "Just listen to us. This place is not just as simple as you think. Many big merchants who do big business are here. The business here is also the pocketbook of many big merchants. We have to stand out. They will definitely work together to kill our brother!"

Listening to these familiar words, Yang Ge couldn't help but smile and said slowly: "I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet. Let me ask you two questions."

Fang Ke: "Listen, just say it!"

Yang Ge put down his chopsticks and asked calmly: "First question, is this transaction more important than the previous one?"

Fang Ke was stunned for a moment, then nodded honestly and said: "That must be the previous one that was heavier!"

Yang Ge: "Then why didn't they kill me in the last transaction? Did they not want to?"

Fang Ke had to admit: "You were indeed superior last time... But as the saying goes, if you walk at night for a long time, you will encounter ghosts. You can't risk your life and fortune every time!"

"That's the second question."

Yang Ge slowly crossed his arms and asked seriously: "Do you know what state I am in now?"

Fang Ke nodded blankly: "I know, you are a real person now!"

"Real person?"

When Yang Ge heard this title for the first time, he found it interesting and appropriate: "Then do you know what state I was in before?"

Fang Ke continued to nod: "I know, Qi Sea Realm!"

Yang Ge smiled and said: "Yes, I was insulted by them when I was angry, and I am still insulted by them when I am a real person. Then I am not Zhenren Bai anymore?"

He doesn't want to be a paper framer, and he doesn't have any special feelings for the Zhao family.

He still just wants to do what he can and within his power to make his heart clearer.

It was also at this moment that he finally understood why the sword he realized from Hongfeng Passing was always missing something.

It turns out that he is not truly fearless, nor does he have the indestructible and never-returning spirit of determination that Hong Feng passed through!

Since there is fear.

Then break the fear!

Since there is fear.

Then conquer fear!

‘That knife blow will never come back! ’

Yang Ge said to himself: 'Anyway, I can't go back...'