Hearing the overwhelming cheers of "Long live the emperor" outside the tent, Zhao Gou's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"Congratulations, my emperor! Congratulations, my emperor! The people's hearts are there, and public opinion is boiling!"

On the imperial carriage, Mi Cangqiong half-knelt and served, making tea and getting water, while speaking in a flattering manner.

"My emperor's heart is with the people, so naturally he can use their hearts!"

Zhuge Zhengwo stroked his beard while feeding Zhao Gou some magic potion.

Zhao Gou put down the curtain and turned around with a look of compassion: "Lord Zhuge, what you said really hits the nail on the head. Many of the civil and military officials in the court are urging me to start a northern expedition! Little do they know that war is dangerous and the people have finally had a few days of peace. Once the war breaks out, lives will be lost again. How can I bear such a responsibility?"

When Zhuge Zhengwo heard this, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. As a close minister of Zhao Gou, Zhuge Zhengwo knew very well that Zhao Gou had already lost his courage due to the war in his early years, and his reproductive ability had also been destroyed. Until now, no royal heir had been born.

Northern Expedition? He was very opposed to it. What if he angered the Jin Kingdom and released the two emperors? What would he do? Abdicate?
Once the imperial power is in hand, it will not be easily given up.

Although he thought he had seen through Zhao Gou, Zhuge Zhengwo replied respectfully, "Your Majesty's kindness and compassion are a blessing to the people. I agree that the Northern Expedition requires long-term planning and cannot be accomplished overnight. Right now, the martial arts conference has brought together many heroes, and it is a good opportunity for our Song Dynasty to demonstrate its national power and rally the people's hearts. If Your Majesty can take this opportunity, it will not only inspire fellow martial artists, but also inspire people's hearts. It will really kill two birds with one stone."

Zhao Gou laughed loudly, "I am so lucky to have Zhuge, my beloved minister, to assist me! Therefore, the leader of the martial arts world must be Zhuge, my beloved minister. If anyone else comes up, I will feel very uneasy, especially that cold-faced demon king."

Zhuge Zhengwo got Zhao Gou's confirmation again, his eyes sparkled, his long-cherished wish finally came true, his expressionless face showed a rare bit of joy: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, our emperor has given him the position of deputy leader. He has won the second-rank high position at such a young age. This is already a great fortune for him. If he is grateful, he will be an enemy of the world! If he accepts this position, won't Yuan Fang be at the mercy of our emperor in the future?"

Mi Cangqiong hurriedly echoed, "The Cold-Faced Demon Lord is the Monkey King with all-powerful abilities, and you, my emperor, are the Tathagata Buddha of the Western Heaven. No matter how powerful Monkey King is, he cannot escape from your grasp."

"Hahaha!" Zhao Gou laughed happily.

Zhuge Zhengwo stroked his beard in agreement, but there was one thing he did not explain clearly to Zhao Gou. He had received a secret report from Lengxue a month ago that the Cold-Faced Demon Lord actually had the intention of a northern expedition, and this man had recently wiped out the Black Water Stronghold in Lingnan that had been under the control of the imperial court for decades. He took the opportunity to obtain everything from the other side, including the Wanshi warships that could travel across the four oceans.

It is said that the enemy's warship is equipped with cannons that can spit out thunder and fire! There is also a demon armor that can fly and control lightning.

If this guy intends to rebel, the imperial navy will never be his match. If the warships take the opportunity to land in Pingjiang Prefecture, the imperial city is only a hundred miles away from Pingjiang Prefecture, and a quick march can surround the capital.

Of course, Zhuge Zhengyi suppressed this disappointing thing and did not report it. It was not because he was loyal to Song Tianen, but the martial arts conference was the most important thing in the world at the moment. If he, Zhuge Zhengyi, wanted to realize his political ambition, he must have the power to dominate the government and the country!

Because he wanted to welcome back the second emperor and return the Zhao dynasty to its roots.

But he hid it very well, and even his four disciples thought he was a complete Zhao Gou faction, not to mention the emperor and the entire court.

However, there is one person who hides very well, and that is Mi Cangqiong.

There was a faint light in the corner of Mi Cangqiong's eyes: "Laugh! Laugh! I have already sold you to Marshal Yin Shuke. You will suffer when the heavenly soldiers march south!"

After traveling ten miles, the imperial carriage arrived at the royal villa.

The four gates of the villa, which were closed in the past, are now open to the public. Various chivalrous men, court officials, tens of thousands of imperial guards, and even gentry and local tyrants from the capital who came to join in the fun have surrounded the villa.

If the Jin cavalry took the opportunity to bypass the border defense line and seized this place in one fell swoop, the Southern Song Dynasty might have been destroyed.

However, the ministers, including Zhao Gou, had no such worries. Not only were there 200,000 border troops defending the border, but there was also the great hero of China, Xiao Qiu Shui.

Unless something happens to Hero Xiao Qiu Shui.

That is impossible. In everyone's perception, the great Chinese hero has a strong sense of patriotism and it is impossible for him to allow the Jin cavalry to march south.

However, it is a wrong thing to rely entirely on others for your safety.

Lin'an Wharf, which runs through the Grand Canal from north to south, is busy all year round. Dozens of fishing boats and ships come and go here every day, and the blue lake is covered with sails.

There was an endless stream of ships traveling back and forth between the north and the south, carrying furs, timber, salt, iron, grain and fodder from the north, and silk and cloth from the south.

Although the two countries were at war, trade between the peoples was never cut off.

At this time, a speedboat quietly docked at the pier.

Three tall and strong men, who were very different from the Han people, walked down from the boat.

The big man was wearing a hood, so his real face couldn't be seen clearly, but he was wearing a gorgeous cloak over his shoulders, and it was obvious at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.

He exudes an indescribable aura of strength.

Even the guys working around the dock couldn't help but disperse, as if they had encountered some natural enemy.

The hooded man sneered, "Sheep are sheep! Even if they don't see the true appearance of the tiger, they will be frightened and driven away by the tiger's breath."

An ordinary carriage picked up the three people immediately.

In this car, there are Wu Tuoda and Bai Choufei, the special envoys of Jin to Song! Who on earth could have made these two come to pick him up in person?
Wu Tuoda and Bai Choufei, the Jin envoys stationed in Song, bowed their heads in respect and saluted: "We are looking forward to welcoming you, Marshal!"

The tall man in the center pulls down his hood.

This person is the Minister of the Secretariat of the Great Jin Dynasty, the King of Shu, and the owner of the Wind-controlling Shura Armor, Wanyan Yinshuke!!!
Only such a person could tame the high-ranking Utorda.

Wanyan Yinshuke, with a casual move of his hand, the invisible energy force easily lifted Wutoda and Bai Choufei up steadily. He turned his head and looked at the prosperous Lin'an City: "Ha, it seems that Xiao Qiu Shui has indeed broken through the realm of heaven and man and was kicked out of this world! Otherwise, I would be discovered and expelled by this beast the moment I crossed the boundary! Hahaha, it's really the protection of the Evil Moon God! The heavens are helping me to flatten the Southern Song Dynasty in one fell swoop and let my Great Jin rule the world." "You all listen to my orders and do everything according to the plan! When the Southern Song Dynasty imperial court is in chaos, our 300,000 cavalry will be ready to cross the river to the south at any time to flatten the whole world in one fell swoop! When the time comes, I will reward you two for your merits and appoint you two as governors of a state!"

Wu Tuoda and Bai Choufei looked at each other and saw the flame of ambition in each other's eyes. All the conspiracies and calculations were just for men's rights. Nothing could be more exciting than being the governor of a state and being the local emperor!

The two men immediately sang in agreement, "We dare not not serve you to the death!"
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Qi Shaoshang, the Nine-Manifested Divine Dragon, and Li Buyi, the world's number one fortune teller, walked side by side and followed the crowd into the city gate and into the villa.

Qi Shaoshang's handsome face was filled with murderous intent, causing the people around him to involuntarily make way for him. Li Buyi glanced at him from the side.

"Congratulations, Master Qi, you have made another breakthrough in swordsmanship. However, I see that you have a murderous aura. This sword must be an ominous sword. It will kill with one strike, hurting others and yourself. I advise you to let go of your obsession. Taking a step back will open up a new world. Moreover, that person has good luck to protect him. I think your action this time is more likely to be dangerous than good."

Qi Shaoshang clenched the sword in his hand: "Li Buyi, you claim to have calculated everything in the world, but have you ever calculated for yourself? If you say more, there will be bloodshed!"

Qi Shaoshang was in an extremely depressed mood. He didn't know since when Li Buyi had been sticking to his back like a dog shit plaster, muttering all the time. If he hadn't been accumulating murderous intent in his heart, he would have stabbed him with the sword long ago.

Li Buyi said confidently: "The fortune teller does not predict his own fortune, and I believe that Young Master Qi will never attack an innocent person."

"Listen, the former Qi Shaoshang is dead, and now I just want to avenge my brother!"

After saying this, Qi Shaoshang merged into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Li Buyi shook his head helplessly when he saw this scene: "It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. But the martial arts conference was very lively, which is really rare in a century."

Li Buyi looked up at the sky. He didn't know when a dark cloud floated in from the north. This dark cloud was like a ghost face. He pinched with his left hand: "Yin Shu Ke Ah Yin Shu can live a hundred years without crossing the Yangtze River, but once he enters Song territory, his life will be short. Senior Yan, do you think I am right?"

Behind the cloth-clothed deity is an old man wearing a conical hat. His hair and beard are all white and he looks sad, just like an ordinary fisherman.

And he is the Yan Kuangtu mentioned by Li Buyi?
The two of them were like swimming fish, one in front of the other, and they came to a hillside without any hindrance, just in time to have a good view of the entire royal villa.

"Little friend Li, you have miscalculated this time! I, Yan Kuangtu, am not interested in these family and state affairs. Even if the imperial court is overthrown, it has nothing to do with me. So don't expect me to take action."

Li Buyi shook his head: "Who said that Senior Yan must come to the rescue of this world?"

Yan Kuangtu laughed loudly: "Xiao Qiushui broke through the void and left. The four demons of the Jin Kingdom are almost half-step gods! Who else can save this world except me?"

"The Cold-Faced Demon Lord Song Tianen!"

“Hahaha! This kid is quite capable for harming my good disciple and son, but facing the Demon Lord of the Jin Kingdom, who even I am a little afraid of, this kid still needs a hundred years of cultivation!”

"Then how about I make a bet with you, Senior Yan? If this gentleman can destroy Yin Keshu, I advise you not to attack the Cold-Faced Demon Lord Song Tianen."

"Oh? What's your relationship with this cold-faced demon king? You defend him everywhere, could he be your commoner illegitimate son?"

Li Buyi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Old Yan Qian, please stop joking. I have revealed the secrets of heaven. In the future, I will be destined to die alone for the rest of my life. It's not that I am here to protect him. Only this person can help Shenzhou survive the catastrophe in this world. So for the sake of the world, Li can only do this. But then again, Senior Yan, don't you dare to bet with me?"

Yan Kuangtu sneered, "You're trying to provoke me, kid? But I'm interested, so I'll make a bet with you! But if you lose, I'll chop off your head. Do you dare to make a bet with me, kid from the Li family?"

"I just didn't want the old senior to take action, but the old senior wanted my head! This deal is certainly not worth it, but I accepted it!"

"Hahaha, then let me see what this kid is capable of!"
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"Get out of the way!"

Trample, tattam, a line of several hundred people, all wearing heavy black helmets that were not much worse than the Iron Pagoda of the Jin Kingdom. The leader was even more like a ghost, and his tall horse was twice as big as the average heavy cavalry.

The well-equipped heavy cavalry rode past a pair of down-and-out master and disciple from the Dian Cang Sect.

The two men quickly led the mule out of the way.

One of the guys with clever eyes exclaimed in amazement.

"It's the Black Tiger Riders of Shen Huchan, one of the Seven Great Bandits!"

Yi Yangzi scolded in a low voice: "Xiao Ma, you offend people as soon as you open your mouth. What seven bandits? They are now the Zhengxing Gang. Didn't you see the flamboyant flags on their horses?

The young man named Xiao Ma looked at how majestic others were and then looked at how shabby his own family looked.

"Alas, comparing yourself to others will only make you angry. Others use the finest Shu brocade as their flags, but you, Yiyangzi, use your own underpants as a flag. Aren't you afraid that our Dian Cang Sect's ancestors will come out to cause trouble for you? Alas, you said that Shen Huchan from the Zhengxing Gang is here, but why is the Cold-faced Demon Lord not here? I heard that the Demon Lord is also a young man in his twenties, we are the same age, look at how he has fared!

I am so unlucky that I have to listen to you talk about the One Yang Finger. Who knew you only know the first three levels and can't even light wax paper? It really makes me, Xiao Dao La's ass, open my eyes! Wait, Yi Yangzi, what are you doing? Why don't we go in? The martial arts conference is about to start. If we don't go there early, we will miss a good seat."

The pony kept on complaining a lot, but Yiyangzi didn't care and simply drove the mule aside.

He said as he worked: "Alas, what's so interesting about the martial arts conference? You and I are not the protagonists, and the benefits will not go to our Dian Cang Sect. Instead of going in to see the back of other people's heads, why don't you follow me and set up a stall here to earn a few hundred taels, so that you and I can go home and buy a dozen acres of land and become local rich men."

I heard such spineless words from my master.

Xiao Ma patted his forehead and said, "I beg you, Yi Yangzi, if you want to set up a stall, why don't you go to the West City Commercial Square? Why don't we embarrass ourselves here again?"

Yi Yangzi rolled his eyes at Xiao Ma and said, "Idiot, the imperial court provides us with good food and drink here, so why would we have to pay for food and accommodation in West City? Besides, how can those country bumpkins in West City recognize these herbs? Come and work!"

Xiao Ma was stubborn, so the two could only take a bunch of medicinal herbs and tea from the mule to sell, and there was even a shameful banner that read: Dali Dian Cang Sect’s collection of wild medicinal herbs, don’t miss it if you pass by. (End of this chapter)