Because Prince Xiaoming was reorganizing Jiangnan's martial arts world, it was a little strange.
The imperial court had always controlled the martial world by using the people of the martial world to control them.
There had never been a precedent of the government directly interfering in the game.
Although Prince Xiaoming did not have an official position, he represented the imperial court.
Many of the martial artists who were forced to hand over their martial arts manuals were angry but did not dare to speak up.
It was just that many people were secretly criticizing Prince Xiaoming. When it really came to standing up and speaking out, everyone became quail eggs.
Even those self-proclaimed righteous sects who usually presided over the justice of the martial arts world had stopped this time.
No one stood out, so there was no excitement to watch. This made Zhu Houwei feel that there was really no point in staying in Suzhou.
"Master, someone from the capital is here."
On this day, Prince Xiaoming, who had just enjoyed the morning sun, saw the eunuch from the capital.
"Announce it."
"Yes, little brother. Go to Mount Wudang on behalf of me to congratulate Reverend San Feng on his birthday. Don't be rude and offend him.”
The eunuch who announced the decree had brought Emperor Zheng De's oral decree. After reading it, he knelt down in front of Prince Xiaoming.
"En, go back and report that this king knows.”
"By the way, ask my big brother when the reward will come. This king spent a lot of money in Jiangnan and is about to run out of money.”
"Also, bring this memorial to my big brother.”
The two brothers had used the eunuch as a tool to chat.
Not only was it a voice transmission, but it was also a file transmission.
If he could get a few more eunuchs to deliver the decree, he could directly make an online call, but the network speed would definitely be delayed.
His eldest brother had ordered him to represent the imperial court to congratulate Wudang Sect's Perfected Zhang on his birthday.
Zhu Houwei thought about it and knew that he was being used as a gun. It must be that Zhu ignored that old thing.
Zhu Houwei wondered if this trip to Wudang was necessary.
The news of Zhang Sanfeng's birthday had already spread throughout the martial arts world, so he naturally knew about it.
At the same time, he also knew that many sects were planning to go there this time to inquire about the Dragon Slaying Saber from the Wudang Sect.
Thinking of the Dragon Slaying Saber, Zhu Houwei's interest was piqued. He knew that there was really a cultivation technique inside.
However, he did not know how this world had completed the origin of the Dragon Slaying Saber. After all, Little Huang Rong had just signed a contract to be his cook.
After confirming the trip to Mount Wudang, the young eunuchs in the inn began to get busy.
Every time Prince Xiaoming set off, he would not simply lift his legs and leave. He would bring along horses, chariots, and food for the people along the way.
By the time everything was ready, it was already the morning of the next day.
When the Suzhou prefect Tian Wenjing heard the news that Prince Xiaoming was leaving, he specially stood at the city gate in casual clothes.
Although Prince Xiaoming had been making a ruckus in Jiangnan recently, he had never had any interaction with the Jiangnan officialdom.
Even if they wanted to send troops to help, it would be a few eunuchs.
Tian Wenjing knew that this was a place that Prince Xiaoming did not want to disturb. The curiosity and admiration he had for Prince Xiaoming grew even more.
At this moment, Tian Wenjing stood at the city gate and bowed respectfully when Prince Xiaoming's royal carriage passed by him.
There were no unnecessary words, only a deep bow, which represented his most sincere friendship.
"Mhm, thank you."
Zhu Houwei looked at the middle-aged man outside the carriage.
This was the highest administrative official in his fief, but the two of them had never interacted.
At this time, seeing Tian Wenjing in casual clothes standing at the city gate to send him off, Zhu Houwei suddenly felt a feeling of telepathy.
He understood what Tian Wenjing wanted to express. Presumably, the other party also knew the reason why he did not meet him.
"Don't say that you don't have a bosom friend on the road ahead.”
As Prince Xiaoming's carriage left, Tian Wenjing recited a poem to send him off.
The Jiangnan Road had been plagued by disputes in the martial arts world for the past few years. Those martial arts practitioners gathered together and scattered for the people. They would do anything.
It seemed that they all adhered to benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but benevolence, righteousness, and morality would not make them rich. Robbing the government could make them rich.
The harvest that the commoners had worked hard for a year was often less than one-tenth under the control of those martial arts sects.
Tian Wenjing had never complained about these things to the imperial court. He only silently endured them.
Now, Prince Xiaoming's trip to Jiangnan had not only eliminated a few hidden dangers in the martial world, but he had also directly rectified the chaotic Jiangnan martial arts world.
In Tian Wenjing's eyes, this was a good thing for all the families to have Buddhas.
Look at what Jiangnan's martial arts world was like before Prince Xiaoming came, and then look at it now.
Although it was still not to the extent of letting go of a horse to the south mountain to store knives and guns.
But at least those martial arts masters and heroes of the martial world knew how to respect the yamen constables.
Knowing that they would take a detour when they encountered the magistrate's carriage was an improvement.
Tian Wenjing even felt that his government orders had been much smoother recently. In the past, those wealthy families kept some martial arts practitioners, and the government's messengers were beaten out by them.
Now, those martial artists were like rats seeing cats when they saw the police.
This was all due to Prince Xiaoming's governance.
The world only knew that Prince Xiaoming's Jiangnan party had killed many people, raided many houses, and robbed many women and martial arts manuals.
However, no one knew that Prince Xiaoming had stabilized the chaos in Jiangnan. Those who bullied the good and those who plotted to rebel were all turned into ashes under Prince Xiaoming's brilliant sun.
In Tian Wenjing's eyes, Prince Xiaoming was like a great sun that swept away the haze of Jiangnan.
The troops of the Prince's Mansion slowly left Suzhou, leaving the bustling prefecture.
Walking on the official road in the wilderness, everyone still had a feeling of unfamiliarity.
Zhu Houwei didn't have such a feeling. On the spacious royal carriage, Huanhuan and Wang Yuyan waited on him from both sides.
Speaking of Wang Yuyan, this girl's mood had improved a lot recently.
Perhaps it was the man's nourishment, or perhaps it was Zhu Houwei's tender love, but the blow she suffered that day was already much better.
After passively serving Zhu Houwei, she seemed to have put down her burden and more or less recovered her innocent and naive personality.
"Chenchen, you have done well this time. This king has always been fair in rewards and punishments.
"This Jade Heart Linking Pill is your reward.”
In the carriage, Zhu Houwei gave a pill. The people around the carriage could smell the medicinal fragrance.
Yao Yue Lian Xing immediately thought of something and looked at Prince Xiaoming eagerly.
The two of them didn't have a high status in the team, and they weren't allowed to serve Prince Xiaoming on normal days. They just focused on comprehending and replacing flowers with trees.
However, he was attracted by a medicinal pill at this moment. It could be seen how magical this medicinal pill was.
Gulp...
"Wow, it's so bitter!"
Huanhuan took the pill from her master and threw it into her mouth without thinking. Then, she complained with a bitter face.
"You, ah, this is a rare precious medicine. How many people don't have the fortune to enjoy it, but you complain bitterly.”
Zhu Houwei laughed at Huanhuan. The latter naturally knew what he was eating.
The Jasper Heart Linking Pill was a sacred pill for martial arts. It was a shortcut for First Rated Warriors to become Martial Grandmasters. It was a shortcut without any side effects.
Only one or two of these pills appeared in the martial arts world every ten years, and every time, a large number of martial artists died.
Zhu Houwei had found the one in his hands when he was raiding the Murong Clan in Gusu City, so it was a great bargain for Huanhuan.
As Chenchen took the pill, the Heavenly Demon Genuine Qi in her body slowly filled up. With a soft moan, she became a Martial Grandmaster easily.
Yao Yue and Lian Xing were so envious that they were about to drip water.
In the crowd, Huang Rong, Shangguan Haitang, and the others widened their eyes in disbelief.
Only Murong Fu, who was imprisoned with Linghu Chong, let out a wail when he smelled the fragrance of the Jade Heart Linking Pill.
This pair of brothers in distress was in a prison carriage at the end of the convoy.
Although Ling Huchong's limbs were all broken, he was able to exert some strength after recuperating for so long. He was now in charge of serving Murong Fu's food.
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