Cang Shuilan took a few steps and said slowly: "I'm afraid it's not just Xiao Xiao who instigated the fight between your two families."

Mr. Mingcheng took a step forward and said, "What proof do you have for what you said?"

Cang Shuilan was still unhurried: "Our government closed the ports and banned trade, which led to pirates in the south and Japanese pirates causing chaos. Tatars and barbarians from the north often entered the country to harass. The imperial court was depleted on the left and right, and all its elite troops were deployed on the border. The domestic military strength

It is already insufficient. The Juhao Pavilion has been expanding year after year and has become powerful. If the rebellion breaks out, civil strife will last forever and the country will inevitably collapse. How can the imperial court not worry about Zhongzhong? At present, the national treasury is empty, and troops are sent to encircle and suppress the army. The cost is huge, and the army is weak.

It is extremely difficult for the elite divisions of Juhao Pavilion to succeed. Jianghu affairs have to be handled by Jianghu people. Therefore, more than half a year ago, the imperial court sent people to contact the Hundred Swords Alliance, promising huge profits, in order to ask Alliance Leader Zheng to deal with Juhao.

The pavilion takes action."

Xi Haoxiong said angrily: "So, the one who killed my brother Yuan and designed to sow discord between the two families was the Baijian Alliance?"

Cang Shuilan said: "No. As I said just now, the Hundred Swords Alliance has sufficient wealth and no shortage of manpower. It has harmonious relations with all forces and is not controlled by others. Therefore, even if the imperial court asks, Alliance Leader Zheng dares to refuse.

Ignore it."

Everyone present was shocked after hearing this, thinking that organized gangs in the world have always been those who "violate the forbidden with force". Although the heroic swordsmen disdain the government, they are also cautious in their actions.

To provoke it, there has never been anyone like the Hundred Swords Alliance who is neither humble nor arrogant, sitting in the capital in a majestic manner, as stable as Mount Tai. If Alliance Leader Zheng can do this, he is considered to be top-notch, even if he is not one of his alliances.

When people hear this, they feel their backs are lifted and their spirits are lifted.

Cang Shuilan continued: "Since the beginning, the imperial court has been overseeing the Dongchang matter, and Cang knows a little bit about the inside story. However, although I have withdrawn from the alliance, it is still inconvenient to say more about the matter here. Please forgive me.

"Mingcheng Jun nodded, knowing that his words were directed at his sentence about asking for proof, but the current situation is obvious. Cang Shuilan is famous in the world, and he takes responsibility for his words. The things cannot be true.

Cang Shuilan sighed with his hands behind his hands and said: "The Hundred Sword Alliance is not being used, and there are still few people who want to seek refuge in the imperial court? Now Feng Bao is powerful and has power in the government and the opposition. Dongchang wants to have wind and rain, and it has a trap."

A large number of people in the world, including many heroes and swordsmen, became famous masters. Under the leadership of Guo Shuronghua, Cao, Lu, Zengkang and the other four gangsters were rampant, and all the ministers in the court were in awe of them. The master of the Changsun Pavilion is himself.

I don’t take Jianghu Xiaoxiao seriously, but the opponents are the imperial court and Dongchang, so they should be treated differently."

Feng Hongye, Yun Bianqing and others looked at each other, knowing that this was powerful, and frowned slightly.

Cang Shuilan said: "A head-on conflict with the imperial court is a serious crime of rebellion. It is no small matter. Juhao Pavilion's current strength can dominate the world, so how can it be the opponent of the entire imperial court? To put it bluntly, in the case of usurping the throne and overstepping etiquette, although the Jiangnan area is

You are in control, but the people are not convinced, so we should still consolidate the foundation as the best policy. Perhaps in the eyes of Pavilion Master Changsun, some small gangs and sects are not a concern, but they will fall into the imperial court's plan and blindly expand in order to achieve temporary power and compete with others.

Comrades from all walks of life are fighting indiscriminately, and even if they can defeat the enemy and win, they will still suffer a huge loss of combat power. When the army arrives, it would be extremely unwise for the heroes to restrain their hands."

As soon as he said this, not only the Juhao Pavilion, but also the people in the Qin Mansion committed the conspiracy.

Qin Langchuan's face was solemn. Over the years, he had arranged his brothers in various legitimate businesses, from light to dark, so as not to attract trouble. From the outside, the Qin family was just a rich man in Jinzhong, and only people in the world knew the roots.

, since the imperial court could think of using the Qin family to control Juhao Pavilion, it is obvious that it has never relaxed its supervision of its own actions.

Cang Shuilan glanced at the corpses all over the courtyard and the blood splattered on the ground, and said: "There was a big killing today, with many casualties on both sides. What's the benefit to the two families? If we continue to fight to the end, we will play into the enemy's hands, and even more people in the world will suffer.

My friend saw the joke, Cang said this, you two can think about it yourself."

The courtyard became quiet for a while, with only the embers of the torches on the ground flickering, and the shadows swaying under everyone's feet, and the buildings looked like ghosts.

Lord Mingcheng took the lead to break the deadlock, laughed, and said: "Cang Dajian said that he would not be a lobbyist, but what he said without saying it was extremely reasonable. Mr. Qin, our troops have suffered all casualties this time, and Chi Zheng has been defeated.

Rong, the Qin family's losses are not small, why don't the two families just stop fighting?"

Qin Juexiang glanced sideways at He Shiyuan's body covered in arrows in the courtyard, with anger surging in his chest, and shouted: "You gathered in the Hao Pavilion to choose me to take over the helm and kill people in my house, and now you can fight whenever you want, and make peace if you want?

When my Qin family is a city gate, can I let you come and go freely?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone behind Lord Mingcheng was moved, with a look of dissatisfaction on their faces. At this moment, the Qin family was already at its wits end, and the two emperors and heroes were still present in the Juhao Pavilion. There were still more than a hundred strong men, and their combat power was even greater than that of the Qin family.

On the higher level, Mr. Mingcheng took the initiative to ask for peace, all for the sake of the overall situation, out of sincerity, and not out of fear of the Qin family.

Seeing Qin Langchuan's silence, Mr. Mingcheng said, "Mr. Qin, in your opinion, how do you want Shen to explain this matter to you?"

Everyone saw that Mr. Mingcheng had always been very arrogant, and now it was rare for him to speak like this. It is said that a thousand armies are easy to win, but a general is hard to find. Juhao Pavilion killed Chi Zhengrong, one of the eight great heroes, and the loss he suffered was no greater than that of Chi Zhengrong, one of the eight great heroes.

The Qin family is a small one, so Mr. Mingcheng spoke humbly and obeyed others at this moment, and he has already done his best to show his face.

Qin Langchuan said: "Can you be the master of the Changsun Pavilion Master?"

Lord Mingcheng said: "Pavilion Master Changsun is not an unreasonable person. The situation has changed now and is not what it used to be. We only need Shen to explain the interests and consequences to him, and everything will be settled easily."

Qin Langchuan said: "Okay! Your words and deeds are truly sincere. I admire you deeply. The master of the Changsun Pavilion has such a noble person to help you. Juhao Pavilion can't be happy! I am old and have long been willing to retire."

, I don’t care whether this old face can be used for a long time, so why bother to put forward any conditions to get back the scene that was lost today? Dongchang deliberately planned to stir up trouble in the world, how could the Qin family be willing to indirectly use it, so today I will obey you.

As he said, the two families will stop fighting!"

Qin Juexiang's face was extremely displeased, but since his grandfather announced it in public, he could no longer contradict him, so he could only grit his teeth secretly in hatred.

Respect flashed in Mr. Mingcheng's eyes. He had already said that as long as the other party's request was not extremely excessive, he would agree to it and implement it. However, Qin Langchuan gave up this opportunity to regain face and justice. It was really beyond his capabilities.

, with the grace and extraordinary courage of a great leader. He handed over his hands and said: "Qin Gong is very righteous, and Shen Lu respects him. In this case, let's say goodbye. We will meet again someday. Shen is willing to give up his weapons and move with Mr. Qin."

Cup, let’s get drunk together!”

Qin Langchuan also cupped his hands and said, "Okay."

Someone next to him handed over the scabbard and led the white horse. Lord Mingcheng sheathed his sword and jumped up, waving his hand to retreat.

Suddenly someone said: "Wait a minute! Don't you want this thing anymore?"

When Mr. Mingcheng turned his head to look, something came out of the air, fell to the ground with a clatter, and rolled in front of the horse. It was Chi Zhengrong's head covered in blood, mud and filth.

Qin Juexiang closed his legs and pinched his waist, raised the toes of his boots and rubbed them on the ground with a contemptuous sneer on his face.

"Little bastard!" With a loud shout, Xi Haoxiong's body shot out with electricity, and the silver hammer brought the wind, smashing his head and head forward!

This happened so suddenly that no one could have imagined it!

Xi Haoxiong's feet broke into a pool of blood, causing a bloody mess.

As red as his burning pupils at this moment.

The silver hammer shines, pulling out a trailing glow at extremely high speeds, like a meteor falling to the ground or the moon setting in the sky.

More than ten feet apart, Qin Juexiang's red clothes were aroused by the hammering wind!

Blood light, red blood light——
Chapter completed!