"National laws, family rules!"
Facing Hong Qi's angry gaze, Gu Cheng is slow and methodical.
He maintained his dignity, read through Taoism and Tibet, and initially developed his momentum. At this moment, there is an indisputable taste in his tone: "if I don't follow the family rules, how will hundreds of people in the royal family govern in the future?"
"I stole it..." "And you may ask him, would you like to save it?"
At this time, the internal attendant just woke up, knelt down on the ground immediately, hissed: "Your Highness's grace, order someone to untie the old slave and feed him to go to the toilet every night. The old slave is grateful and willing to accept the family law!"
Now it's not a sunny day or hanging at the gate of the city. Three days is a torture, but it's not fatal. After hearing this, Hong Qi is very embarrassed. He raises his neck and just wants to say something. Gu Cheng asks in advance, "are you from the beggars' sect? How many generations of guild leaders? "
Hong Qi's face changed slightly: "I admit my mistake. I have no school, and I am a beggar!"
Gu Cheng's status is too dignified. Hong Qi worries that this matter will involve the beggars' sect. He naturally denies it and regrets it secretly.
Gu Cheng said with a smile, "I don't know about the gangs in the Jianghu, but I have heard about your beggars' sect. One hundred years ago, there was a great hero in your sect. He was the leader of Qiao Gang, who called Qiaofeng in the north of South Murong. He forced yeluhongji, the emperor of Liao, to retreat. In exchange for decades of peace in song and Liao, he was heroic, chivalrous, and respected for his country and people!"
"How do you know?" Hong Qi's face changed.
It's true that Qiao Feng has become a taboo in the guild. Previous generations of guild leaders are quietly playing down their influence. So far, no one knows that there was such a powerful guild leader.
Hong Qi has refined the 18 dragon subduing palms. He knows that there are 28 moves in this set of palms. It's a sect leader's simple and complicated skills. His power is not weak, but more successful. Only by many ways of proving, can he know the existence of Qiao Feng. He has admiration in his heart, but he is not good at speaking to others.
Now Gu Chengkou tells Qiao Feng's story, which naturally shocked him.
Gu Cheng didn't look at Hong Qi, instead, he looked at a group of elite soldiers.
See their eyes meet each other, see Hong Qi's eyes changed, from disdain and anger to surprise and admiration.
Gu Cheng is not happy about this.
I've been used to peace these years. The fear of war is very common. I don't feel ashamed when I hear that the people in the Jianghu are exempt from the disaster of the two countries. Instead, I'm secretly happy. Morale is not available!
"I can let you go..."
Gu Cheng said the first half of the sentence intentionally, and his men were not angry again.
Even if the ancestors of the beggars' sect had heroic feats, they should not have been lightly exposed in a word. Their brother was bleeding and injured. Isn't it better to be a beggar Jin Gui?
"But there is a condition!"
Fortunately, after Gu Chengda gasped for breath, he put forward a condition that surprised both sides: "recently, there has been a flower picker in Lin'an mansion, which has harmed many officials and young ladies. The bandits of Daming Mountain have robbed merchants. The beggars' sect has bound these thieves to the Yamen and handed them over to Constable Jin. It's a kind of atonement. I don't care about stealing any more!"
This is not a temporary idea, but Gu Cheng was thinking about it when he suspected that Hong Qi was the thief who stole the eight treasure soup.
It not only receives people's hearts, but also paves the way for the future.
In this world of martial arts, the influence of the Jianghu cannot be ignored. The beggars' sect, the largest sect in the world, is the best intelligence organization.
Of course, such as Hong Qi, you are not the only one who reported your name and paid homage to him. Many people in the Jianghu are lawless. When the blood comes up, the emperor and his son dare to pull down the horse, whether you are the prince or the prince.
So Gu Chenggang has just played a dozen and pulled off a lot of pride. This time, Lin'an Prefecture and the beggars' sect are still trying to cooperate. If it is effective, make follow-up arrangements.
"It's a deal!" What else can Hong Qi say? He knows that if he fights again, he will die miserably on the spot. If he acts as a chivalrous man, he will not be afraid of life and death, but now it is not worth it.
He stares at Gu Cheng deeply. Suddenly, he grabs the Dragon hand, seizes the nearest constable's sharp knife, and points his right thumb at him. That's all: "greedy and wrong, take warning!"
Nine finger beggars, this is born?
Gu Cheng Tucao in mind, after seeing seven left, facing the golden chase of the team: "make complaints about the next thing."
Constable Jin was overjoyed. "Understand!"
If the beggars' sect can really solve the recently stormy flower picking thief Liuyu and the bandits who have been in the Daming Mountain for a long time, this credit will be too great.
I thought it was a hard job, but I didn't expect that the prince turned his hand over the clouds and covered his hands for the rain. In a few words, he forced the arrogant and domineering Jianghu people to be obedient and obedient. How could he be called a fool by the outside world? Blind their eyes!
A matter was solved satisfactorily. Gu Cheng smiled contentedly and entered the room to meditate, but a doubt flashed in his mind.
At this time, although there is no Huashan sword debate and the world's five wonders, Hong Qi is also the first-class expert in the Jianghu. Who hurt him so much that he would steal eight treasure soup repeatedly to cure him?
This was not a matter of concern. The Jianghu is dangerous. Sometimes it is not according to the level of martial arts theory. But somehow, this matter has been lingering in my mind, so that I can't settle down safely.
"It's not without cause, it's a whim!"
Gu Cheng thought about it and decided to submit to it. He opened his hand and said, "fire, come out!"
Shua!
The dragon pattern in the palm is shining, and a small flame appears rotating, stretching out short hands and embracing: "Your Highness!"
Gu Cheng asked, "can you leave me and act alone?"
"Fire" shook up and down: "ten miles around, it's OK!"
This range, say big not small, say small also absolutely not small, Gu Chenglu is happy: "then you can also play when you leave the body?"
"Fire" immediately lowered his head: "no, it must rely on his Highness's dragon body."
Gu is not disappointed. Ordinary people can't see this small fire at all. Being able to shuttle in and out of the body is a pretty good monitoring aid: "I have something to investigate!"
For more than two months, "fire" has been silent in the right palm according to Gu Cheng's order, accumulating vitality.
No way, this small fire is limited to the outside world and cannot be supplemented, just like the water without source and the wood without foundation. Every point of power loss is a point of loss.
It's Gu Cheng's last trump card. How can it be wasted in the daily chat?
But this time, I can't help but move.
Whiz!
After hearing the order, "fire" turned into a streamer, disappeared in the night, and went after the trace of Hong Qi.
Gu Cheng closes his eyes, calms down, strengthens his Qi, works his magic power, and advances to a deep level of cultivation.
Who knows that fire is a day and a night.
On the second day, at eleven o'clock in the evening, the fire came back through the wall, and there was weakness in the voice: "Your Highness, no, I found the same breath!"
Gu Cheng's face changed dramatically: "homology? You mean the power from our world? I'm not the only one to cross? No way! "
But at the next moment, Gu Cheng thought of the scene when he was crossing, and he said, "it's not just Zhang Jiao!"
Remember that when he entered the world channel, Zhang jiaoyuanshen's Avatar also entered, but he was crushed by the great power of breaking the world in an instant, and turned into a scattered ghost. What if he entered the world in this form?
"Fire" penetrates into Gu Cheng's palm and warms up. He also wakes up: "it's really the villain. There's no wrong breath!"
Gu Cheng gnawed his teeth and said, "I'm haunted! Who is the soul of Zhang Jiao attached to? "
"Fire" is to calm down: "Your Highness, don't worry, the villain is destroyed, no more wits, and the spare power is just left!"
"That won't work. We must kill them and make sure they are safe!"
Gu Cheng took the place of Zhao Guang, but his appearance did not change. He was just more mature than the youth of Xianwu Three Kingdoms. If the appendage of Zhang Jiao's ghost really remembers the past, he can be recognized at a glance.
So the next day, Gu Cheng sent someone to invite Huang chang into the mansion.
After serving tea, he asked, "Sir, how do you like my entry?"
Huang Chang asked with a smile, "Your Highness is a genius. A year later, when there is Xiaocheng in the nine Yin Scripture."
Jiuyin Xiaocheng is no better than others. It's a top-ranking expert to wander the Jianghu.
In one year, he became a master in the Jianghu from an ordinary person with no martial arts. This speed is incredible in Huang Chang's eyes.
It's true that the world's first master has to teach without reservation. He has to eat three meals a day to make up for all the problems. I'm afraid that Gu Cheng is the only one.
Now everything is developing in a good direction. Gu Cheng is not allowed to damage all these things. He gets up and makes a formal salute: "Sir, I have something to ask for!"
Huang Chang hurriedly said, "Your Highness, but I have orders. I will go through fire and water, and I will not refuse!"
Gu Chengshan said: "there is a thief hiding in Lin'an. He is plotting against the law. We will find him out and put him on the line."
"Where is the thief?"
"Daiqing academy!"