As soon as the words to withdraw from the alliance came out, the disciples of the Taishan Sect responded in unison, which shocked the whole temple to echo.

Look at me, look at you, and I can’t believe it.

Jia Jiucheng said: "The various disadvantages in the alliance are actually in other gangs in the world. The so-called justice and private doors are blocked, and justice and righteousness will make private matters rest. Many things are proposed to offer suggestions and correct the bias. Our five factions have been in the alliance for more than a hundred years, and several generations have worked hard to achieve today's grand view. How can we talk about things that go to the world easily? Nephews should think carefully and think about them again and again," he said.

Cao Zhengwu said coldly: "Whatever you think is, justice is coming up. Your Huashan Sect's private doors are not blocked, and talents are coming out one after another. Every twenty or thirty years, someone can enter the Jianjing Hall. Today's southern sword Wei Xiaoguang is your uncle. If your Huashan Sect doesn't produce talents, that's really unreasonable. What's the matter with my Taishan Sect? The child is angry and beaten, and he can only endure it. How can he compare with you?"

Rules in the Hundred Swords Alliance: In addition to the president who was in charge of the general affairs of the ten great swords studied in the Sword Cultivation Hall, the other nine swords should hide their original names and replace them with Nine Heavens. This is not only intended to make them leave the world and focus on swordsmanship, but also to prevent the relatives and close sects from benefiting from it. Among the Nine Heavens, the south is "Yantian", so people in the alliance usually call the southern great sword Wei Xiaoguang "Wei Yantian" or "Yantian Sword". Now Cao Zhengwu calls his original name in public, breaking the rules of the alliance and showing no mercy in his words. It is obvious that his desire to break is firm.

At this moment, Bai Shiying took a step forward and bowed to the platform of Sumeru: "The five factions have always been in the same voice and common prosperity. Our Songshan faction is willing to advance and retreat with the Taishan faction and join hands to join hands to join forces to join forces," Xu Jiansan also said: "Junior Brother Bai said that the martial arts people are brave and difficult to plan to share the same style without the same path. The leader of the alliance, Hengshan faction, has been taken care of over the years, and thanked him here. I hope your alliance will have a bright future and a new atmosphere."

When Jia Jiucheng heard what he said, he was about to withdraw from the alliance. He was stunned for a moment, looking around, and was at a loss, and the heroes were even more uproar.

Alliance Leader Zheng smiled slightly: "Okay, as the heads of the same sect, we have already considered this major matter. Since we have decided to leave, the Hundred Swords Alliance will not keep it. I hope that both of you, like the nephew Guan, can manage this sect properly and carry forward it. The Hundred Swords Alliance will always be your friends," he said.

Hengshan and Songshan sects have also been established for hundreds of years. The inheritance has lasted for a long time, with tens of millions of disciples scattered everywhere. Not counting the students and disciples who are being compiled on the mountain alone have as many as three or four thousand people. These three sects retreated to the alliance at the same time, which is a top priority that shocked the martial arts world. The heroes were surprised to see that the leader of the Zheng army handled it so lightly.

Bai and Xu looked at each other and bowed up: "Thank you, Alliance Leader Zheng, for your fulfillment,"

Ying Hongying pulled his son and bowed to the people on the hill and said, "Today, I am sorry that the master is here to uphold justice. Everything is safe and sound, and the master does not speak, and his virtues are respectful. It is true that the Buddha's light is everywhere, and the etiquette is harmonious. The undead brings the youngest son, representing the uncle under the nine springs, as well as the superiors and subordinates of the Taishan School, are grateful for the great kindness of the great virtues."

The man on the hill sighed: "Oh, it is all sentient beings who have saved the Buddha. Where is the Buddha who has saved the sentient beings? As the female hero said, I am ashamed of being accused of taking responsibility,"

The leader of the Alliance Zheng understood that he was talking to him, and signaled that Ying Hongying deliberately put the cart before the horse. The Shaolin Sect did not participate in their premeditation. As soon as this sentence came out, he did not offend both Shaolin Sect and immediately said to Guan Yilan: "I am honored to be in Japan, and I have had many contacts with swords in the alliance. I am a brother and have a close relationship. I have also joined hands with swords to discuss swords many times, and I can talk about everything. After learning about the death of my elder brother, Zheng was very difficult.

However, there are too many affairs in the alliance and I was unable to see him off in person, but I did not expect this rebellion. Now Jiang Zhaoxi is missing. Although his nephew forgave him, our alliance will definitely pursue the matter impartially. This is an explanation to the head of Guan Gu and an explanation to the heroes of the world. This "Aisan Sang" sword will be kept by our alliance for the time being. After the matter is found and handled in the future, it will be returned to Mount Tai by itself."

Guan Yilan said: "Jiang Zhaoxi is a swordsman under the Gui League. How to investigate and deal with it? It is inconvenient for my Taishan Sect to intervene, and I don't care. My nephew's injuries have not been cured and he cannot bear to suffer from the cold for a long time. Leader, Master, let's leave here." After that, he lay on the stretcher, Ying Hongying and the two elders protected him, and led the disciples of the Taishan Sect to the temple gate. Xu Jiansan and Bai Shiying also gave farewell ceremony and led the disciples of Hengshan and Songshan Sect to follow him. The heroes dodged the way. Jing Wenzhong looked at the leader of the Zheng League from afar. Seeing that he was as calm as usual, he had no intention of blocking him, so he made a gesture. The swords were one step at a time, and he watched Guan Yilan and his gang pass by him and left.

Xia Zenghui also said goodbye to the people on the hill and led the disciples of Dian Cang to leave the temple. After this incident, the heroes all had a great view on the Hundred Swords Alliance. Seeing that Xia Zenghui had also left, they immediately yelled and dispersed. Most of them were dispersed. The Tai Chi Bagua Sect didn't matter at all. Only the disciples of Huashan Sect stood in the empty courtyard, looking around, and were extremely embarrassed. Jia Jiucheng had a horse-faced face and bowed upwards and said, "The leader of the alliance, my subordinates were invited to Beijing, it was just a testimony. The subordinates really...

…” Alliance Leader Zheng smiled and said, “I know everything in my heart. If our family doesn’t speak two families, Brother Jia doesn’t have to be worried and afraid,” Jia Jiucheng said, “Yes,” Alliance Leader Zheng said, “Mr. Jing, the Huashan Sect is tired from afar. Please make arrangements for them. I still have some things to discuss with my master. After the matter is over, let’s welcome Brother Jia.” Jia Jiucheng said, “Thank you, the leader,” and took his disciples with Jing Wenzhong and others.

At this time, it was already unlicensed. The leader of the Zheng League apologized to the minister of the mountain: "For the matter of our alliance, I was so tired that my elders suffered from the cold here for half a day. Zheng Zhi was very uneasy." The person on the mountain smiled and said, "Amitabha, the leader is out of here." The master of the Xiaochi led everyone to the Zenlin Tea Courtyard to present fragrant tea. Chang Sihao saw that the leader of the Zheng League was still talking and laughing, as if the matter of withdrawing from the alliance had no effect on him. He was both admiring and puzzled. After the tea, Master Xiaochi arranged for the vegetarian food to entertain him. Qin Juexiang smiled and said, "Master, Uncle Zheng, my nephew is a wine bag, and he can't live without meat every meal. This vegetarian food is a little unacceptable, but I have to accompany you less."

Alliance Leader Zheng smiled and said, "It's better to take the lead. I'll go and drink your wedding wine again,"

"I didn't say anything," Qin Juexiang turned his head again, and then stopped rushing to Shi. Huo Qiuhai said: "Two good friends have to admire each other, let's come together," Shi, Huo and others understood in their hearts how the Hundred Swords Alliance and Shaolin Sect are in the martial arts world. The content of these two leaders talking together was inconvenient for outsiders to listen to. Qin Juexiang had this consciousness and handed over the steps. He didn't have any reason to not accept it. He laughed and said goodbye to the people on the hill. Qin Juexiang waved his hand: "Marty, please, please first."

Chang Sihao was very uncomfortable when he heard him calling him "Marquis". However, looking at this style, he mostly acted for outsiders to watch, so he couldn't say anything.

The group said goodbye, and Qin Juexiang first went to the Nanzhen Fushiya Office to receive the robes, seals and bounties. The colleagues and officials congratulated each other. Qin Juexiang made a generous move, and red envelopes were distributed from top to bottom. And when he gave away, he had two copies. One of them was the reward for Chang Sihao, the marquis of the house. No one of them was unhappy. The two of them had socialized for more than half an hour. Qin Juexiang invited many superiors and subordinates to come out, riding horses, and those who were on the sedan chair, and those who were on the sedan chair, and those who were on the sedan chair were on the sedan chair, and headed straight to Yunhua Tower in Jingdong.

There were about twenty guys waiting in line on the street. They saw him from afar and hurriedly greeted him. The leader said, "Oh, my big boss, you are here. The table is ready, and I'll wait for you." After waved back, the guys straightened their backs and shouted: "Congratulations to the big boss, the big boss, the big boss, for his great achievements and being crowned the emperor, will be promoted again soon. They will be promoted and wealthy, and good luck will be rolling like a tide."

Qin Juexiang laughed immediately: "Who made this up? It's so easy to talk about it," the leader rubbed his hands and grinned, "Go back to the big boss, it's a villain's clumsy pen," Qin Juexiang laughed: "Just shouting a few words, what a fucking clumsy pen, okay," and then pulled out the silver bill from his arms and threw it out, "Run your grandma's pen," the man grabbed the silver bill in the wind. When he saw that it was twenty taels of official silver on his head, his eyelids were so happy that he was about to burst out. He stretched his waist and said hurriedly: "Thank you, Xie Dadong, Xie Dadong, where are you here, click the cannon,"

“Ping, pp, pong, pil, pil, pil, pil, pil, pil, pil, pil, pil,”

Firecrackers were heard everywhere on the streets on both sides, and in an instant, it was filled with blue smoke, covering the huge Yunhua Tower with fairy air, like a dream, and the people watching the fun squeezed into three layers inside and three layers outside, and their heads were scattered like tens of thousands of kilograms of rats washed down by the flood. Qin Juexiang sniffed the fragrance of gunpowder and glanced at the people, feeling indescribable pleasure. He waved his hand, stepped on the red flower and shredded paper, and stalked up his head in the deafening sound of firecrackers, leading the crowd into the building. The friends then blocked the door, held baskets in their hands, and scattered a lot of copper coins. When they saw it, they did not care about the firecrackers blowing their ears, and rushed forward, and their hands scratched and touched the ground, snatched them into a piece.

There were guests in the building for a long time. When they saw Qin Juexiang coming in, they stood up. Chang Sihao looked at him and saw that there were merchants, officials, and martial arts people among the guests. They were all in different clothes and colors, and they all occupied a corner, and they didn't recognize them. These people laughed and greeted each other and congratulated each other. Qin Juexiang responded to the gifts one by one, and responded to them like an old friend who had not seen him for many years. For a moment, the building was laughing and cheering, and the other was in a hurry to hear the sound of talking.

Amid the noise, Chang Sihao approached Chen Sheng and said, "Brother Chen, there are not many days to enter Beijing, and there are many people who have handed over it." Chen Sheng smiled a little, his thumb and index finger were supported like a clamp, and the other three fingers were bent, making a gesture of ingots. Ma Mingshao said loudly: "Brother Chen, you can lead the Marquis upstairs first. Brother, arrange seats for the Shimen and Huomen. After the social event, he went up with the young master." Chen Sheng nodded, and Ma Mingshao pulled the two men into the crowd and disappeared.

After entering the private room on the second floor, his ears suddenly became much quieter. Chen Sheng put his official clothes, seals, and other items on the table, pulled a chair and sat down, closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh, and leaned on the back of the chair. Chang Sihao saw that his face was obviously relaxed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes spread out, and the greasy shiny, with a texture of an old leather goods. It was only a few days ago, and the white hair on his temples was obviously more than when he met last time. He felt sad, and slowly pulled over the chair and sat down with him.

The two of them sat there without saying a word. After sitting for a while, the sound of firecrackers outside then stopped, as if all the noise and noise were far away. Chen Shengyi breathed a long sigh, straightened his body, and opened his eyes.

Chang Sihao said: "Brother, you are very tired,"

Chen Shengyi said "Yes," he said.

Chang Sihao said: "If you let the Qin family do more things, let the people below do it, and don't rush forward in everything," said Chang Sihao.

Chen Sheng narrowed his eyes: "When you have something to do, no matter how hard you are, you don't know how tired you are. When you are tired, you don't want to do things. When you are free, your mind keeps turning. You even feel that even breathing is a burden,"

Chang Sihao smiled: "Brother is such a hard-working life,"

He knew the reason why Chen Shengyi was idle, and his smile faded quickly. Maybe Juexiang had already understood the benefits of Brother Chen in his heart. Maybe this matter had nothing to do with Qin Menghuan, maybe it had nothing to do with him being disciplined. Maybe there was a sense of awkwardness in the world that made one person see another and couldn't feel comfortable. He knew that this matter was unsolvable and said slowly: "Actually, Juexiang is also changing. Brother needs to give him some more time."

After a distance, he added: "His tolerance has actually improved a lot,"

"Forbearance,"

Chen Sheng was a little stunned, then understood that what he was talking about was that Qin Juexiang did not resist the order in public. He looked at the official uniform on the table and shook his head: "You are wrong, how do you think this official position came from?"

Chang Sihao said: "Of course, the emperor has ulterior motives, set it up..." He saw the denial in Chen Sheng's eyes, and immediately lost his voice. He paused and realized: "Is it him..."
Chapter completed!