Lord Jin was dead.
The news that Lord Jin, the strongest among the eight rebellious lords of the Northern Song, was killed in the camp of the most elite Glory Army when he was about to marry Countess Huanzhu spread like wildfire in the Northern Song, and then to the empires of the Western Qin and the Southern Chu.
For all the major forces, the news simply made their eyeballs drop to the ground.
Lord Jin, Zhao Chen, was the most powerful, powerful, and cunning among the eight rebellious lords of the Northern Song. In many people's eyes, he had the potential to become the emperor of the Northern Song, and he had the momentum to conquer the Northern Song. However, the situation changed suddenly. Who knew that he would die like that?
He was killed by a little-known Taoist named Zhang Sanfeng.
When they first heard the news, many people thought it was a joke.
But as more and more people confirmed it, the situation became strange.
Huang Youlong, the Enigmatic Divine Dragon, the head of the Heavenly Waterside Citadel, announced to the public that he was in closed-door training. On the 36 waterways, all the branches of the Heavenly Waterside Citadel also closed their gates, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Huang Youlong, the Enigmatic Divine Dragon, was a well-known Semi-Sage, the top five top experts on the Heaven List of the Northern Song. But now, he was cowering like a mouse, which was shocking.
As the Iron Spear Sect, the Wind and Thunder Sect, the Mountain River Sect, the Heaven Heart Chamber, and the other super sects that were under Lord Jin's command, one after another, announced their closed-door training, the situation in Jianghu and the imperial court of the Northern Song became confusing.
But one thing was finally confirmed, that was, Lord Jin was really dead.
A dead man was of no value.
All the parties no longer cared about Lord Jin's death. Instead, they focused on the leaderless Glory Army, the 700,000 soldiers of the Sixth Army that used to be under the command of Lord Jin, and the millions of square kilometers of territory of Lord Jin, as well as the population, mineral resources, and other resources on it, who would belong to …
That was a juicy piece of fresh meat, and everyone wanted to have a bite.
Especially in the Northern Song, all the rebellious lords and some local officials who wanted to rebel but had not surfaced, including the central dynasty of the Northern Song, wanted to fight for that piece of fat meat.
Of course, the name of Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Mountain spread throughout the Northern Song overnight.
Under the eyes of thousands of troops and numerous experts, he killed Monarch Jin as if he was killing a chicken. Even if such a person was unknown before, at this moment, it was enough to shock the world.
Many people were inquiring about this young Daoist priest named Zhang SanFeng. Just who was he and where he was right now?
It was also at this time that Li Mu, who was disguised as "Zhang Sanfeng", rode a white crane to Lin 'an, the capital of the Northern Song.
Because of the current political situation, the defense of Lin 'an was extremely tight. But with the help of Lord Virtuous the Eighth, Li Mu easily broke through the heavy defense circle of Lin' an. That afternoon, Li Mu, the little attendant Qing Feng, Yuan Hou, and the Husky were arranged to live in the residence of Lord Virtuous the Eighth.
After instructing Queen Yi Shiyu to entertain Li Mu well, Lord Virtuous the Eighth hurried into the palace with Zhao Ji to seek an audience with the emperor of the Northern Song to discuss the countermeasures for the state affairs after Lord Jin's death.
"Do you want to take a look at the streets?" Wang Shiyu acted like a free tour guide.
"Okay, okay. Big sister, take Woof there." The Husky answered first, drooling.
Li Mu was speechless at this stupid dog.
On the way there, Li Mu learned that the reason why the Husky was willing to be Wang Shiyu's mount was that Wang Shiyu had promised it that when they arrived in Lin 'an, she would treat the stupid dog to all the delicacies in the city. It really had no moral integrity at all. Li Mu estimated that its harem on the prairie would directly divorce it if they knew it.
Li Mu felt that since it came to the alien planet and obtained the mysterious supernatural power, it had completely let itself go.
Anyway, it was good to go out for a walk.
Wang Shiyu disguised as a man and became a young master. Yuan Hou pushed Qing Feng's wheelchair and accompanied Li Mu out of the gate of the mansion.
The Husky General followed them happily.
The guards in the mansion originally wanted to follow them, but they were dissuaded by a personal guard of Lord Virtuous the Eighth.
That guard had flown back on a white crane with Lord Virtuous the Eighth, so he naturally knew how terrifying Li Mu's strength was. Even Lord Jin was killed by thousands of troops. With his protection, the Countess would be safe no matter where she went.
Lin 'an, the capital of the Northern Song, was a city on the water. There were many lakes, waterways, and mountains in the city. Of course, the land was also quite vast, divided into several areas. The location of the Lord Virtuous the Eighth's mansion was relatively in the central core area, where the scenery was picturesque and there were all kinds of high-end consumer places.
They took a boat to the waterway and enjoyed the scenery along the river. Time passed quickly.
"If you want to eat delicious food, you have to go to those dog restaurants at the end of the street. These big restaurants that look magnificent on the surface may not have delicious food." Wang Shiyu directly threw out her shopping theory.
The Husky General deeply agreed.
"Woof, I agree with big sister. The three words' dog restaurant 'are particularly clever."
What dogs liked to eat was naturally delicious food. This theory was impeccable.
Therefore, the group of people left the central area and, led by Wang Shiyu, strolled in some alleys in Lin 'an City.
Sure enough, she did find a lot of delicious dishes. Not to mention the Husky, Yuan Hou, and Li Mu, even Qing Feng, the little attendant who had always been calm, could not shut his mouth after eating so much.
Originally, Li Mu thought that after arriving in Lin 'an City, he would quickly sneak into the Taiyi Palace to see the so-called "pre-era relics", but now he had no time to care about that. His mouth let him continue to eat all the way with Wang Shiyu.
As a Countess, Wang Shiyu was obviously very familiar with the areas where the poor people came and went.
"Next, I'll take you to eat Beggar's Chicken. Hee hee, to put it bluntly, this Beggar's Chicken is definitely on the list of the four most delicious delicacies in the entire Lin 'an City. "Wang Shiyu took Li Mu and the others to a street in a slum.
Unlike the rich areas with beautiful scenery and quiet years, where pedestrians were all dressed in silk and satin, in this area, there were many poor people in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and muscles. In particular, many refugees could be seen everywhere. The Eight Lords' Rebellion made the Northern Song full of flames of war. Countless good people were forced to leave their homes to escape the chaos of war. Even in Lin 'an City, inevitably, there were refugees, which was extremely miserable.
The roadside was full of beggars.
"Uncle, uncle, give me some food. My sister is starving to death …"
"I sell myself to bury my father!"
"Oh, mom, I'm hungry …"
Different voices, roughly the same content, were said by different people.
Li Mu looked at them, feeling very complicated.
When this kind of picture, which he had seen in books or TV plays, really appeared in front of him, this feeling … He clearly saw a kind of numbness and despair spreading around.
People in troubled times were like ants.
"This is the territory of the Beggar Gang's Changmen Branch. Elder Lu of the Changmen Branch is a very kind elder, so he allows these refugees to beg here, but … after all, it's a drop in the bucket. It's a temporary solution." Wang Shiyu sighed.
"Beggar Gang?"
Li Mu's heart moved.
He and Qing Feng looked at each other, and a trace of joy flashed in their eyes.
According to the blind Taoist priest, Zuo Luyi, who abducted Ming Yue, was one of the great elders of the Beggar Gang in the Northern Song Dynasty. This was the only clue to Ming Yue's whereabouts. Li Mu originally thought that it would not be easy to get in touch with the Beggar Gang. Unexpectedly, Wang Shiyu was a friend of an elder of the Beggar Gang.
"That's it."
Under the guidance of Wang Shiyu, Li Mu soon met Lu Changfu, the elder of the Beggar Gang, who was in charge of the main branch. He was a skinny old man in rags, with gray hair and dark skin. His body seemed to be made of black iron. On the surface, he looked no different from the skinny old beggars on the roadside, but Li Mu could see that this old beggar had the cultivation of Celestial Being Stage One.
This surprised Li Mu.
The Beggar Gang deserved to be the largest gang in the Northern Song Dynasty. A branch elder had such strength.
But then again, why was Zuo Luyi, one of the great elders of the Beggar Gang, so weak?
"Elder Brother Lu, this is my friend. I came to you this time because I wanted to taste the Beggar's Chicken you made. Hee hee, I don't know if I have the luck to eat it." Wang Shiyu revealed her identity and called Elder Lu Changfu brother with a smile.
"It turns out to be Your Grace." Lu Changfu recognized Wang Shiyu, who was disguised as a man. After a few polite words, he said with a wry smile, "It's just that Your Grace, you came at a bad time today. Something happened in our Beggar Gang. Tonight, we will hold a general meeting. I'm in a hurry to attend it, so I'm afraid I have to wait for the next time to make the Beggar's Chicken for you.
"Beggar Gang General Meeting?" Wang Shiyu said in surprise, "I heard that the general meeting of your gang is only held once every five years. I remember you attended it last year. Why are you here this year?"
Lu Changfu said with a wry smile, "Our Grand Master was assassinated the day before yesterday. Today, the enemy came to fight, and some traitors appeared … Alas, I don't want to say more. We shouldn't wash our dirty linen in public. Your Grace, why don't you come tomorrow? If I don't die tonight, I will make you the best Beggar's Chicken tomorrow … My friend, I'm really sorry. "
He said the last sentence to Li Mu.
"Elder Lu, don't mention it." Li Mu was thinking about how to inquire about the old beggar Zuo Luyi.
Wang Shiyu was shocked and said, "Is there such a thing? Senior Divine Beggar was assassinated? Who could assassinate him? Elder Brother Lu, what do you mean by 'don't die tonight'? Are you going to fight with your life? "
Lu Changfu said, "It's a big devil … Your Grace, you don't know much about Jianghu. My old bones may have to fight with those thieves tonight."
Wang Shiyu said, "How could there be such a thing? Elder Brother Lu, I'm a nominal disciple of the Beggar Gang. I can't just sit back and do nothing. Tonight, I'm going to help."
Li Mu was surprised. "Why is Wang Shiyu still a nominal disciple of the Beggar Gang?"
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