Unexpectedly, in the end, it was the Cao family and the Lei family who were peacemakers, and Zhao Yun really offended the hidden door. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But he is not afraid at all, some of these people may have an identity on the surface, so what? Today, I know that I am the identity of the grandmaster, but I am afraid that I will not be able to avoid it, who would dare to provoke even the person who the grandmaster dares to kill?

Besides, if they really want to send people to besiege Zhao Yun, I don't know how many people they will send, and they also have to prevent information leakage.

The power of the Zhao family has only revealed the tip of the iceberg in the Northern Expedition, and there are two fathers and sons here who are grandmasters.

A super-first-class martial artist is not a cabbage, how can it be so easy to achieve, even if it is a hidden door, in addition to the retreat, there are at most a dozen, and they have to monitor the martial arts families in the world.

Zhao Yun kept an eye on it, the Zhao family's trilogy, under the leadership of Zhao Ren and their eight brothers, turned the White Horse Temple upside down, except for the Buddhist scriptures left to the Shangqing Palace, which was also the agreement at that time, and the rest of the Zhao family was distributed.

All the nuns in the nunnery were killed, and after tonight, no one was allowed to know what had happened.

Don't say that on the battlefield, even in the clash of sects, it is a life-and-death battle.

At this point, I didn't expect that the Shangqing Palace was very insistent, and they also sent people back in a hurry to kill in the White Horse Temple, and none of the monks remained.

It seems to have deviated from the original intention, didn't it be said that the Han Buddhism was a branch of Taoism?

I don't know what Dini thought, she actually carried what she had studied, and the corpse was swept away, and nothing was missing. The trouble is that all but a gray parchment scroll is in Sanskrit.

In the end, everyone agreed that it would be kept by the Shangqing Palace, and after the translation was published, it would be given to the parties participating today free of charge.

The faces of the people in the hidden door were ugly, and even the parchment in ancient Chinese was owned by the Zhao family, and they didn't catch anything.

The law of martial artists, big fists are the truth, unless they find a valid reason to find a field in the future.

The sun peeked out from the eastern city wall of Luoyang, and there were no warriors in the entire palace who had participated in the battle last night. I believe that no one in the palace dares to say that this itself is a place of intrigue.

Back at home, the busy subordinates fell asleep, and Zhao Yun also settled down in his study.

Although the battle was not long, it was painstaking and laborious, and I felt more tired than fighting in the northern frontier.

When I woke up, after the end of the hour, the two little heads were anxious outside the study.

Yang Xiu and Huang Xu, one cultivating literature and the other learning martial arts, their worship of Zhao Yun is incomparable, and the status of the three stepmothers and mothers is not comparable.

"Master!"

"Father-in-law!"

Seeing his figure, the two little ones screamed in unison.

"Have you done your homework for today?" Zhao Yun nodded lightly and quickly asked.

"My mother has been admitted to the school, and she said that she passed today!" When it came to learning, Yang Xiu's face became serious.

"Father-in-law, I wrote three words today." Huang Xu said pitifully: "Uncle Manchu didn't urge me this morning. ”

When he reached the super-first-class realm, Zhao Yun knew the benefits, his body was almost innocent, he didn't need to wash at all, and his internal strength forced him to expel everything.

It is said that the congenital strong, the clothes worn on the body are all magic clothes, warm in winter and cool in summer, I don't know what it is made of, I can only see it in some classics occasionally, which is leisurely fascinating.

"Master, Master let you go alone." Yang Xiu was a little more sensible, and he remembered what was going on.

He called the master must be Zhao Meng, and the old man Tong called the ancestor, even if the old man didn't teach him martial arts at all, Zhao Yun was not his martial arts teacher, and the etiquette could not be abolished.

In the days of the rich, there were several courtyards in every house, which was unimaginable in the previous life.

It is said that in the previous life, the courtyard houses in BJ City often started at a price of 100 million, and in this era, thousands of dollars can buy a courtyard with one or two small courtyards, like this one, about 40,000 or 50,000 yuan, which is equivalent to two warlike horses.

The key quadrangle does not have a courtyard within a courtyard, and the scale is not the same. It must be said that the population of this era is simply very different from the previous life, and the land is not so valuable, although this is an agrarian society.

"Daddy!" Zhao Yun naturally came alone and bowed down!

"Rebel, kneel!" Zhao Meng was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

The last time he knelt in front of his parents was when he got married, and he also knelt on one knee on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang, Zhao Yun was very disgusted with kneeling at every turn, even if this person was his father.

"Daddy, if the child is at fault, please say it clearly!" He didn't kneel, he stood there and said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, you wicked obstacle, I'm so angry!" Zhao Meng's resentment for so many years suddenly broke out.

"The ancients said: Parents are not far away. What about you, what is the reason for running to Yingchuan Academy alone at a young age, ignoring your aunt and me? ”

"When have you ever followed the rules since you were a child? Last night, I resisted the hidden door even harder, when I was the head of the Zhao family, you are the head of the family? Want to fight the Hidden Gate? ”

"Let me ask you, what's going on with Cuiyunju? Are you going to part with me before your wings are hard? Lao Tzu is not dead yet! ”

Alas, it seems that he has never paid attention to the details, it doesn't matter if his mother Zhao Zhang dotes on him, his father is more serious, and his thoughts and modern people's actions after two thousand years have caused so many misunderstandings.

"Father!" For the first time, Zhao Yun solemnly said, "Please allow the child to say a word?" ”

Zhao Meng has actually been very satisfied with this second son, and he feels even more helpless, why is it not the boss who is the most outstanding? What worries him the most is what happened last night, Yinmen is a representative of the royal family, and he may not have any revenge in the future.

He is a martial artist himself, and he doesn't care much about these details. It's a big deal that the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth.

"Say it." Zhao Meng lost his temper and calmed down, his son is also a strong grandmaster, he has to save face for the other party, calling over today is just a lesson, I am afraid that he will act unscrupulously in the future.

"Daddy," Zhao Yun saw that the old man softened, and immediately used a nickname: "The first sentence you said, but you haven't finished it later: You must have a way." ”

"The child was young and very worried about my Zhao family's remote location. In this society, martial artists are not popular, but in the world of martial artists, the grandmaster has a certain status, who can look down on those rotten Confucians? ”

"The eldest brother and the second brother went to the capital to study, but they could only study at the door, which made the child breathe a sigh of relief. The world's articles are out of Yingchuan, why bother with those Taixue students who want to be officials? That's why children make their own decisions. ”

"Fortunately, with the dedication of the family, the children have achieved success in their studies."

"This Cuiyunju is indeed a child's industry, not a separate family, but I don't want to link the entire Zhao family together. You have also seen that the child has a group of people under him, and he can't ask for money from his family every time, right? ”

"The eldest brother and the second brother were released as officials, they have money and channels for money, so the child made his own decision and found someone to partner to open Cuiyunju, without using a penny of the family, you can completely verify it."

In fact, he used a name, and then let Cao Cao take the lead, basically encompassing the second generation of the most powerful Beijing officials and the rich second generation, even Yuan Shao participated, and the plan was very big.

The second generation of officials contributed to the effort, and the rich second generation contributed money, and in less than ten days, the entire Luoyang was full of Cuiyunju.

One by one, they are inside, the expenses are bookkeed, and they have face, but unfortunately the number of places is limited, the total number of investors is not allowed to exceed five, and there are only three decision-makers in the inner circle: Zhao Yun, Cao Cao, and Yuan Shao.

"The hidden door is the cancer in the martial arts, the children read the classics, they have never done anything decent."

"Like the hermits of our Zhao family, they can still contribute to my Zhao family. These people are clever and robbing, private names, in the past ten years, there are nine less martial arts families in the land of Heyu, what do they want to do? ”

"Let them go down, maybe one day it will be our Zhao family's turn. Today I am attacking here, and tomorrow there will be others. Only by squeezing out the pus inside can the world of the warrior be purer and there is no need for intrigues. ”

When his son grows up, it doesn't matter whether the Zhao family is separated or not, looking at his appearance, it seems that he doesn't need the support of commercial institutions headed by Yan Zhao Flavor in the future.

For this kind of behavior of the hidden door, every warrior hates. Something is clear, you use the royal family to exterminate, but you are really guilty of public anger.

Zhao Meng looked at his son fixedly, unable to tell what his expression was.

"Daddy, the child has a reluctant request." Zhao Yun struck while the iron was hot.

What kind of moth is this kid going to produce? Zhao Meng was stunned for a moment, looked at him lightly and did not speak. (To be continued.) )