A quiet small town, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world and the dust of the world.

Zhou Yi was walking on the path paved with bluestone slabs in the town. It had just rained, and the bluestone slabs were stained with rainwater, making them shiny and shiny.

Calculating the time, it has been about four or five months since Wen Hua left his side.

From the reed marsh to now.

I wonder how this disciple is doing after he returns home.

Soon, four or five children excitedly rushed past on both sides of the street.

"It's time to get married, here comes the bride."

Zhou Yi dodged these children and looked towards the other side of the street. He saw a team walking over there, and the sound of firecrackers gradually became louder.

A familiar young man happily clasped his fists to the left and right and said, "Thank you, thank you all, folks."

Zhou Yi smiled.

The young man riding the red cloth-headed donkey turned his head and saw the young man in blue robe not far away.

Wen Hua immediately said in surprise: "Sir!"

He immediately jumped off the donkey and walked quickly towards Zhou Yi.

Came to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi took one look at his clothes and said with a gentle smile: "Are you married?"

Wen Hua opened his mouth. At this moment, he lowered his head slightly, as if feeling very guilty, and said: "Sir, I plan to go to see you with her after we get married."

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Now that I'm here, why wait until we get married?"

Wen Hua reacted and immediately said happily: "That's right, sir, my parents have died long ago. You came at the right time today. You can be an elder to Wen Hua."

Zhou Yi did not refuse.

noon.

Inside a small courtyard room with green tiles.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Wen Hua and the woman bowed to the sky.

"Two bows to the high hall."

They turned their heads and worshiped Zhou Yi and an old couple sincerely.

…………

On the wedding day, everything was going smoothly, and Wen Hua didn't immediately ask his husband the purpose of coming to him.

On the second day.

Wen Hua then asked: "Sir, why are you here? Where is Ping'er?"

Zhou Yi said slowly: "Ping'er went traveling alone. I'm done with my business in the world, so I came to see you."

As he spoke, he looked at the town and said sincerely: "Your hometown is very peaceful and very nice."

Wen Hua scratched his head and said, "If you like it, sir, you can stay here."

Zhou Yi glanced at Wen Hua and asked: "There is no place in the world where I don't call home, but you, have you thought about it?"

Wen Hua was silent for a while, then he looked back at his small yard, with warmth in his eyes, and then turned around and said in a complicated tone: "Maybe, the world of martial arts is really not suitable for me."

The tenth master all day long.

However, the first person he killed was his fellow countryman.

He left a woman and a child in his hometown completely without a husband and father.

He really understands what Jianghu is.

Jianghu means you can't help it. You kill people, and others kill you.

The world of Jianghu is not just about the happy grudges and fame he dreams of, but also the involuntary bitterness.

So, after he got home, he really thought about it clearly.

Then, he found a gentle woman and got married.

This town is still suitable for him.

Wen Hua raised his head and said: "I, Wen Hua, am just a humble businessman. After all, I have been in the world, survived, and managed to become the tenth master in the world. That's enough."

As he spoke, he shook his head and smiled.

Zhou Yi's eyes flickered, he patted his shoulder and said nothing.

Then, he turned around and said softly: "Sir, I'm done with my affairs in the world. I wanted to find a place to retreat. Your hometown is very quiet. I plan to live here for half a year."

Wen Hua said in surprise: "Sir, it's great that you want to stay here. It just allows me to honor you."

However, his face immediately became stiff and he looked back at his shabby yard.

There is only one room.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh.

These are probably the top ten poorest masters in the world.

But it can also be seen from this that this disciple has really put down his wooden sword.

Zhou Yi took out a bag of money from his storage bag and said to Wen Hua: "Buying a spacious yard, opening a restaurant, leaving the world doesn't mean you have to be poor..."

Wen Hua's wife also gently opened the door curtain. Apparently she heard the words "open a restaurant" and was a little happy.

My husband's husband seems to be a very good man.

A few days later, Zhou Yi settled in this small town in Wenhua's hometown.

A month later, there was a restaurant in the town.

The restaurant is three stories high.

………………

The chaos in the Central Plains finally began.

On that day, Cao Changqing took advantage of the chaos and killed the emperor and his heirs in the Liyang royal family.

Since then, the entire Liyang royal family has become extinct.

Originally, Emperor Zhao Chun had an illegitimate son, Zhao Kai, but since that person was kidnapped by Nangong Hen, his life or death was unknown. Looking at the fate of Nangong Hen and Liyang's country in the end, Zhao Kai was obviously in danger.

So, now there is only one way.

According to the ancestral teachings, the throne is not only passed down from father to son, but also from brother to brother.

The same goes for selecting a new emperor from among the vassal kings in Liyang.

When the Eight Dragons seized the throne, several vassal kings were not inferior to Emperor Zhao Chun.

The six vassal kings of Liyang.

In the end, after the selection of these civil servants, the cabinet approved by multiple votes to welcome King Zhao Bing of Yan to Beijing.

Confidential letter sent.

However, what a big deal it was for Cao Changqing to assassinate the emperor in Tai'an City that day. No one in the world knew that the emperor was dead, and even the emperor's heirs were uprooted by Cao Changqing without exception.

The huge Liyang people are leaderless, and which vassal king would not be dissatisfied.

This is simply another opportunity given by God to these vassal kings. How could the few who failed in the Eight Dragons give up again this time?

As a result, the six vassal kings, and even King Huainan, who had always been honest and well-behaved, couldn't help it anymore.

However, they are not the only ones taking action.

Beiliang's actions were the ones that made everyone in the world look at him with horror.

In Liyang's cabinet, there were voices of fear and anger.

"Xu Manzi, Xu Butcher, he really has a different intention. Why did he support King Yan Chi and go to the capital to serve the king? If the 300,000 Northern Liang army really comes to the capital, which vassal king can stop him Xu Xiao."

Chief Assistant Zhang Julu sat in his seat with dull eyes, watching the officials on both sides arguing and cursing with fear.

"Xu Xiao, are you really rebelling?"

Zhang Julu laughed sadly in his heart.

Before this, both he and the emperor knew that even if Xu Xiao had the most powerful 300,000 Northern Liang tigers in the world and was the only king with a different surname, he would never rebel.

Because if he wanted to rebel, he would have already rebelled. Ever since the old emperor sent him to Beiliang, he was qualified enough to stand on his own feet.

But, this time it's different.

This time, the fate of the country was at stake.

Zhao's luck has disappeared at all.

Therefore, it is impossible for Xu Xiao to rebel.
To be continued...