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Chapter 127 The Four Young Masters of Qingzhou(2/2)

Huang Sixiang didn't keep it in the way:

"What do you think is a noble family is just a rich literati? No, the so-called noble family is as high as the temple and as far as the rivers and lakes are, and both black and white are all in the world!

Its power is definitely not the thing you see!”

“Black and white take all…”

Yang Yu's eyes moved and he remembered the Poison Dragon Village.

According to Lan Yushu, behind the Poison Dragon Village, there was a family of four masters standing. When he first came, he was wary of the four masters coming to seek revenge.

Over time, I gradually forgot it. Now I think about it, the person who targets me may not be the person from the Six Gates.

The tentacles of the four great masters are so long that their people may not be missing among the six doors.

"We have power, connections, wealth, martial arts, and mixed connections, and we can be linked to each other. It is impossible to kill you in a wave of death."

Huang Sixiang sighed.

If he were Xu Wenji, he would never want to come here to wade into the muddy waters, what if...

"Strike mountains and break the temples, and horses step on the rivers and lakes..."

Seeing Huang Sixiang sighing repeatedly, Yang Yu remembered Xu Wenji's "governing the country in all directions".

Now it seems that it is aimed at the world on the surface, but in fact, it is still a family of aristocratic families...

"The adults at that time were too presumptuous. In this world, the only one who is willing to eradicate the aristocratic families and the world is the only one who is willing to eliminate the old Zhang family..."

Huang Sixiang has a complicated expression.

The rule of the country in all directions is still criticized until now, but it can be investigated. This is true for the country, but it can be...

‘Isn’t the old Zhang family the largest family?’

Yang Yu felt sorry for his heart, but he also guessed something, and hesitated and asked directly:

"Sir, after talking about so many things about aristocratic families, it seems that I want me to be a pawn to eradicate the four great masters?"

"What do you think?"

Huang Sixiang looked at him.

Prison Yang did not hesitate:

"I refuse!"

Are the aristocratic families hateful?

They live in food and control food prices and cause harm to the local area. They should naturally kill them.

But with his current strength, he may not be able to shake the foundation of the four great masters if he hits his head.

No matter how much profit a transaction is, he doesn't want to do it.

Cut down mountains and ruins temples, and horses step on the rivers and lakes.

Eight words, easy to say, look majestic.

But he did not forget that Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao of the Western Palace who could stand in the battle of three million people, had not appeared in front of him for many years.

"This matter is really dangerous, and it is normal for you to refuse to agree."

Huang Sixiang was a little disappointed, but she didn't force her. She drank all the tea in the cup and stood up to say goodbye.

"Sir, I still have questions."

Seeing that he was leaving, Yang Yu stood up and saw him off, but he couldn't help but wonder and asked:

"You have an old age with the commander. You don't have to say so much to me. If you directly order me, I may not be disobedient."

"If all the people in the world are those who use power to suppress others and order people to die, then the Ming Dynasty will be over..."

Huang Sixiang's expression was woody.

Yu Yang was a little lost in his mind.

"I can't force this matter, so you can stop, I'm leaving."

Huang Sixiang no longer says much.

But Yang Yu still has doubts:

"I am not a person who is self-deprecating, but not Qingzhou, there are only some of the Jinyiwei who are better than me. Why do the adults like me?"

Yu Yang looked at the old man intently.

He has always been a person who has a clear understanding of his own weight.

He changed his blood six times, his blood was as good as a tiger, his archery skills were sophisticated, and he had the power of two tigers. Even if the blood exchange level was higher than him and those who practiced superior martial arts to the point of perfection may not be his opponent.

But not to mention Yu Fengxian and the two commanders, there are several thousand households in the Jinyiwei and the Tongzhi. Besides that, Cao Jinlie is not much inferior.

No matter how you look at it, he is not indispensable.

Whether it is Huang Sixiang or Xu Wenji, if you don’t make any sense, you will fall in love with him.

"You are still underestimating yourself. The previous one who is as powerful as you, is now the General of Qingzhou Army."

Huang Sixiang looked at Yang Yu deeply, as if he wanted to see through him:

"What's more, people who are better than you are, are more popular. The Jinyiwei is extremely powerful, but there are many people who are watching..."

"Okay, please think about it for a few days! I'm going."

As he said that, Huang Sixiang waved his hand and left.

Yang Yu stood at the door, silent, but his heart was touched.

In a trance, I seemed to see a large and broken ship on the boundless ocean that was about to capsize at any time.

Some people dismantle the deck in order to protect themselves, some people remove the sails to fill their bags, but some people rush around everywhere, sticking left and right, and want to be a squeezer.

There are thousands of people in the world, which one do you want to make?
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