The Bei League is a very strange sect. Although its origin has many traces of the Liang King, when the Bei League completely established its foothold in the three northern states of the Ming Dynasty, the Liang King had no explanation for this sect, as if this sect

Not under his rule.

The Bei League mainly does two things. The first thing is the escort bureau. The Bei League covers all the escort business in the northern part of the Ming Dynasty. If the three major escort bureaus in Chang'an City account for 50% of the escort business in the Ming Dynasty, then the Bei League takes up 50% of the escort business in the Ming Dynasty.

He won half of the business of the Ming Dynasty’s Northern Escort Bureau, a 50-50 split.

The second task is to travel between the border and the three northern states, responsible for protecting those who go to the border to visit their families.

This kind of Bei League is no longer a simple sect. But the benefits will be obvious to all. Taxation and customs clearance documents are not a problem here in Bei League.

In Xishan Village, under the big willow tree, a figure swept from a distance and landed directly here.

Looking through the moonlight, it was Yao Yuan, the old man who stopped Lu Ning in the woods.

The old man patted the dust off his trousers skillfully and walked leisurely on the road in Xishan Village towards his yard. However, when the old man walked under the big willow tree, he suddenly stopped.

The old man said: "Come out."

A man came out after hearing the sound near the big willow tree, wearing a long sword and a long knife on his waist.

Wang Yi.

"The old gentleman is so lively. What are you doing here if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

The old man looked at Wang Yi who came out and snorted coldly, knowing that this boy was deliberately waiting for him here tonight.

Sitting under the big willow tree, the old man took out his cigarette stick out of habit. Just when he was about to take out the flint and light his own cigarette stick, Wang Yi smiled and lit the cigarette stick for the old man.

The old man puffed away the smoke, not caring about Wang Yi beside him. After Wang Yi lit the flint for the old man, he took advantage of the situation and sat next to the old man.

The moon is on the branches, it's late at night.

"Boy, haven't you been following me?"

Wang Yi chuckled and shook his head hastily, "In any case, the old gentleman is very skilled in martial arts. If the boy was following the old gentleman, wouldn't you already know about it?"

The old man waved his hand and said matter-of-factly: "Boy, the old man is just a farmer and the head of Xishan Village. He knows some martial arts, that's all."

That's all?

Wang Yi sighed in his heart, he didn't think so that the old man was just an old man. Wang Yi was not stupid, how could a peasant catch up with a veritable second-grade master like himself?

"What the old gentleman said, I didn't ask anything. I'm here tonight just because I'm worried that something might happen to you after I haven't seen you for such a long time."

The old man squinted at Wang Yi, who was sitting next to him with a flattering look on his face, "What kind of accident can happen to an old man?"

Wang Yi smiled, stood up and came behind the old man, turned his palm into a fist, and lightly hit the old man on the back.

"Old sir, don't beat around the bush, I just want to ask you, how can you let me go?"

The old man enjoyed Wang Yi's backbeat and narrowed his eyes, "This is a simple matter. As long as you satisfy Lu Li, you can leave directly."

Wang Yi was overjoyed and asked eagerly: "Old sir, are you serious?"

The old man nodded, "Seriously."

"Very good."

After that, Wang Yi ignored the old man and started running towards Lu Li's yard. The old man, who was still immersed in Wang Yi's back-beating services, felt that there was no strength behind him. He opened his eyes and looked around, only to see Wang Yi running towards the yard.

From behind, the angry old man laughed and cursed: "This stinky boy is just trying to kill the donkey."

Time flew by and the next day soon came.

In the territory of King Liang, there is an unknown town.

Zhang Yi and her teacher Gui Gu have been waiting for someone here for a day.

Zhang Yi and her teacher specially bought a yard close to the entrance of the town.

This is the only way in and out of the town.

Zhang Yi was walking on the road happily with a bag of steamed buns and a bowl of soy milk in her hands.

Zhang Yi is not interested in anything, but he is very particular about eating this.

For example, for breakfast in the morning, Zhang Yi only eats pasta every morning, and among the pasta, Zhang Yi only eats steamed buns, noodles, and dumplings. Zhang Yi only goes back to eat some occasionally during the Chinese New Year every year.

Many people couldn't understand this point. When Wang Yi first arrived in the valley, he tried to persuade him. But despite Wang Yi's talk, Zhang Yi remained unmoved.

As for the other senior brothers, they all smiled when faced with Xiao Wang Yi's persuasion to Zhang Yi, because Zhang Yi had given them an irrefutable reason back then.

"Cherish your bad habits, they may be the only reason you love the world."

Zhang Yi was in a good mood with the steamed buns she bought in her hands. She had been waiting well in the south, but the old man forcibly called her over and accompanied him all over the Ming Dynasty. Naturally, she was unhappy. But this unhappiness was still there.

Unable to show it, this unhappiness turned into helplessness.

Walking on the street, the aroma of steamed buns entered Zhang Yi's nose along with the unique breath of the morning.

Zhang Yi lowered her head, glanced at the bun in her hand, and sighed slightly, what a test.

The time when people want to eat the most is often not when they are hungry, but when the aroma of rice wafts to their noses and the food is right in front of them.

Zhang Yi pursed her lips and swallowed. How about eating one?

Ahem.

As soon as Zhang Yi had this idea, he was about to put it into action. Zhang Yi looked around at the pedestrians around him, took out a steamed bun as fast as he could in his life, put it in his mouth, and ate it.

After one bite, the aroma in his mouth instantly made Zhang Yi feel good. After devouring one bun, Zhang Yi touched his belly and immediately decided to eat another one.

After a while, all the buns in his hand were gone, and they all went into Zhang Yi's stomach.

Zhang Yi lowered his head, looked at the only soy milk left in his hand, and scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's over, what will the old man do?"

Zhang Yi herself enjoyed the meal very much, and only now did she think of the old man.

Zhang Yi looked at the house in front of her and didn't know how to face the old man.

"Why don't you buy some more for the old man?"

Zhang Yi immediately turned around and was about to return to the stall to buy some more food for the old man.

Turning around, the street was empty except for a man in linen clothes, standing calmly and indifferently with his hands behind his back.

Yesterday, a group of people passed by on this street, very low-key.

Zhang Yi was silent for a long time, clasping her hands into fists, and said with polite etiquette: "I have met Mr. Gu."

Gu Kaizhi, who suddenly appeared here, nodded without saying anything.

Zhang Yi's scalp was numb. Faced with such a truly first-class master, a peerless master who dominated the Northern Qi Dynasty fifty years ago, Zhang Yi could not help but be careless.

Gu Kaizhi didn't say anything, and Zhang Yi was even more worried. Originally, the purpose of Zhang Yi and the old man's trip here was to stop Gu Kaizhi from going to Prince Liang's Mansion. For this reason, when Prince Liang passed by here yesterday, he stopped specifically and looked at the mountains and rivers.

Lang found Zhang Yi and the old man Guigu who were traveling in the Ming Dynasty, and made a deal.

In this way, Zhang Yi and Old Man Guigu were in this small town.

"Don't want to say something?"

Gu Kaizhi's trip to Prince Liang's Mansion was very slow. It didn't feel like he was chasing Zhao An, but more like a sightseeing tour. When he was in some cities, when Gu Kaizhi got bored, he would stop and look around.

stall

When he encounters interesting things, he will take out his money and buy some as gifts for his apprentices. When passing by some mountains and rivers, Gu Kaizhi will stop for a moment to look at the mountains and rivers.

Although Zhang Yi was a little stressed when facing Gu Kaizhi, his habits and experience as a counselor over the years allowed Zhang Yi to regain his composure.

"Mr. Gu's words are a bit wrong. It's obviously you who is blocking my way."

"oh."

Gu Kaizhi said softly without any change in emotion. Even if Zhang Yi's words were a little offensive to him, Gu Kaizhi didn't show any expression.

Zhang Yi has seen all kinds of people, those who love to play with women, those who are eager for money, shy, bold, indifferent and handsome. But for a powerful and indifferent person like Gu Kaizhi, Zhang Yi feels a little overwhelmed. Fortunately,

, at this time someone spoke.

"When did you, Gu Kaizhi, become so quiet?"

The door of Zhang Yi's mansion opened in response, and Old Man Guigu stood there at some point, speaking to the two people on the long street.

On the current long street, the moment Old Guigu appeared, there were no ordinary people. Instead, there were dense landscapes on the eaves and streets.

The moment Old Man Guigu appeared, Gu Kaizhi finally stopped being indifferent and turned to face Old Man Guigu. Gu Kaizhi didn't even look at Shanshui Lang on the street.

"Why, you have been a turtle for nearly thirty years, and now you dare to walk out of that valley?"

The old man from Guigu snorted coldly and angrily said: "Gu Kaizhi, when did you, Gu Kaizhi, have such a short-sighted vision? What do I do that you, who is actually the best in the world, can't guess?"

Gu Kaizhi waved his hand, "I'm just not interested. What you do is your business. As long as it doesn't involve my iron barrel, I'll let you do whatever you want."

"But you are here today to stop me from going to Prince Liang's Mansion?"

Old Man Guigu nodded, unbuttoned his shirt for the first time, and walked out of the mansion's door.

Gu Kaizhi smiled contemptuously, tilted his head and asked, "Why, you want to try it with me."

Old Man Guigu clasped his hands together, his black clothes fluttered in the wind, and his gray beard shot straight into the sky. A strong wind centered on Old Man Guigu and headed straight towards Gu Kaizhi.

Gu Kaizhi sat down unhurriedly, sitting cross-legged, placing his hands on his legs, facing the old man Guigu, calm and calm.
To be continued...