"Shang Kexi is really planning to take a long-term approach to catch big fish this time..."

The ancient trees in the courtyard of Guangxiao Temple are towering, even more vicissitudes of life in the rainy and cold mist. Jiang Wen leaned on the bell tower and looked from a distance. In a moment, he had identified the seemingly empty monk's dormitory next to the sparse myrobalan tree.

There are many vague and uncertain shadows.

The murderous intention hidden in the myrobalan forest is self-evident, reflecting the cold light like a sharp knife in the night.

Jiang Wen took a detour here just to take a look and confirm whether the situation in Guangxiao Temple was different from what he had guessed, so that he could go to where he really wanted to go with peace of mind.

This matter is important, but it has nothing to do with the overall situation.

The circumstances of Shang Kexi's assassination are unclear. Upon closer inspection, it is not only the deliberate concealment of the Pingnan Palace, but also the shadow of the gangsterism. Those in high positions are usually unwilling to offend these desperadoes directly, but they just don't want to be on guard day and night from the undercover.

Shang Kexi secretly detained the martial arts practitioners in another courtyard and tortured them, probably in order to lure out the real assassin.

If in the previous city of Fuzhou, what Jiang Wen felt was a chess game of vertical and horizontal manipulation, now under the unclear water surface of Guangzhou Prefecture is a fishing bureau. Experts from Pingnan Prince's Palace have sprinkled scented bait and laid out silk threads.

Waiting for the prey to bite the hook.

If a real person from the martial arts community came here today, they would never hesitate to sacrifice their lives. Naturally, they would get angry and splash blood on five steps, just to make Shang Kexi's face dull - but in Jiang Wen's eyes, breaking into Guangxiao Temple like this

What can be done?

Should he rescue the people in the martial arts world to make the reputation of "Junzijian" louder, and write the word "xia" with the blood and tears of the people in the city? Or should he find out the truth about the assassination and flatter Shang Kexi with the assassin's head in his hand?

Invite favors so that you can step up and rise by stepping on corpses all over the ground?

At a more serious level, he could even break into the Chinese army's camp with one man and one sword, and find Shang Kexi's head hanging on the tower. But what happens next? The tragedy of the two kings entering Guangdong ten years ago will still be repeated.

, causing the common people of Guangzhou to fall into a sea of ​​blood again.

If he had been given enough time, Jiang Wen could have done things more beautifully, appropriately and calmly.

Jiang Wen's original plan was to use various means to suppress the Pingnan Palace and take the opportunity to let the Jingnan Palace reach out here.

As long as his "good apprentice" Geng Jingzhong can seize the vassal and succeed to the throne, the city of Guangzhou will one day be brought under his wing without any bloodshed. Later, the Geng family relies on the strategy of "raising the bandits to respect themselves" and contacts the big rebel Zheng Chenggong.

As a whole, there is no doubt that the war can be resolved invisible, and it is not impossible for the Qing court to feel the threat of "Southeast Mutual Protection" in advance.

But there was too little time left for him. Everyone in the city seemed to be in a hurry. There seemed to be a ticking sound hanging high in the sky above Guangzhou City, constantly coming from the lead clouds, so that Jiang Wen did not need to look up.

You can all see a ferocious figure reaching out with its sharp claws in the dark clouds...

"Why are they so anxious..."

Jiang Wen muttered to himself and looked into the distance again.

Now Guangxiao Temple is surrounded like an iron barrel, and there are ambushes from the royal palace both covertly and covertly. It is unknown what kind of dragnet has been laid among them. But what Jiang Wen is most concerned about is the Hongyi Firearms Battalion in Dulaosankou. At this time, even if he discovered the number of people

However, twenty or thirty people still couldn't make him feel at ease.

In other words, the emergence of Hongyi firearms awakened Jiang Wen far more than the assassination of Shang Kexi itself.

Even though Jiang Wen had not come into direct contact with firearms of this era, he knew the true power to a certain extent and was confident that he could seal the opponent's throat with a sword before he opened fire. After all, the popular matchlock guns at this time not only had limited power, but were also accurate.

The temperature is not high, and you still need to rely on the weather for food. It will get stuck miserably when it encounters windy and rainy days.

However, Hongyi's firearms were the guns provided by the Dutch East India Company. They may have entered the fusillade era and used technologically upgraded spring-wheel muskets. The officers and soldiers only had to pull the trigger, and the flying steel wheels would fire.

When the hammer hits flint, the ammunition can be fired quickly, greatly improving the shooting speed and concealment.

Although such a weapon may not necessarily be a threat to Jiang Wen, it is enough to cause great damage to ordinary martial arts people. Once the joints, chest and abdomen, eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other vital parts are hit, they will be gone.

Death is not far away.

If such a large number of weapons were equipped, even if he could escape from the city of Guangzhou, those who had descended from Hong Wending, Yan Yongchun, and Yuan Ziyi would never be able to survive the concentrated fire, let alone the civilians in the city.

Jiang Wen doesn't like to move around, but the particularity of the era he was born in has given him information processing and associative abilities that far exceed those of people in the world. Many important information have clearly emerged in his mind.

Hongyi means the entry of the Netherlands, the Netherlands means the Dutch East India Company, and the Dutch East India Company means maritime hegemony. The Dutch have been competing with the Zheng family for maritime supremacy for more than ten years. They always want to wash away the Liaoluo Bay.

The humiliation of losing to Zheng Zhilong, and at this time the two sides are about to fight each other for Penghu and Taiwan...

With the reminders from himself and Chen Jinnan, Zheng Chenggong's vanguard was probably fighting the Dutch. At this time, the Dutch Red Barbarians were secretly communicating with Shang Kexi in Guangzhou, most likely to drive away the wolf and the tiger, and work together to strangle Zheng Chenggong's maritime power.

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Because in Jiang Wen's eyes, Zheng Chenggong's survival is not only related to the implementation of his Southeast Plan, but also means the future of that isolated overseas territory.

The Qing army's iron cavalry conquest was terrifying enough, and the Dutch Red Barbarian fleet encirclement and suppression could just make up for the Qing court's shortcomings in water warfare. Such a dangerous situation was chilling. Once he encountered multiple strangulations at home and abroad, it would be equivalent to

In an already precarious situation, someone put a knife to his neck

——Perhaps this is why the assassin decided to assassinate Shang Kexi no matter what.

His eyes flashed coldly in the cold night. Jiang Wen had already prepared for the worst. If Zheng Chenggong failed because of his butterfly effect, even if he was left alone in the future, Jiang Wen would have to cross the sea with his sword and save the place.

Take it back completely!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A gust of cold wind and rain hit his face, making the blazing fire in Jiang Wen's eyes slowly fade away, and finally turned into a deep sigh. He knew that although Guangxiao Temple was the culprit,

But the key to finding out the truth is not here.

The sound slowly returned to silence. For a while, Jiang Wen disappeared, the ambush lurked, and the wind and rain fell all around. The night rain in front of me was as obvious as everyone could see, but the Cangshan Mountain in the distance was as dull as an old monk, and only one figure remained motionless.

, meditate deeply and listen carefully to all things in the world.

That is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva enshrined in the bell tower.

A clay sculpture lowered its eyebrows and said nothing, holding a vibrating tin Zen staff in one hand to open the gate of hell, and holding a Mani orb in the other to illuminate sentient beings. At this time, it was facing Jiang Wen with a half-smiling face. The Bodhisattva had not yet opened his eyes, but he had already peeped.

Mysteries of the world.

There were many pillars on the corridor, and Jiang Wen couldn't help but think about the great power of this Bodhisattva. At the same time, he lamented how to cultivate such magical powers, so as to save himself from the hardships of ups and downs. Suddenly, he remembered with laughter and tears that in fact, in his own hands

, there is also a "Mani Orb".

It's a pity that the Mani Pearl in my hand is just a poisonous scourge. Being in the Saha world, I am like a blind man trying to grasp an elephant. When I first came to the world of Ming and Qing Dynasties, I had never met Sakyamuni Buddha.

After Jia is destroyed, before Maitreya is born, he can save all sentient beings and save them from suffering.

But there are some things that need not be said.

After Jiang Wen left Guangxiao Temple, he went straight north.

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There is a magnificent mansion at the foot of Yuexiu Mountain. In front of the screen wall is a spacious and flat place where many carriages and horses can be parked. Outside the door are a pair of white marble lions two feet high standing on the left and right sides of the door. The retaining walls made of water-polished blue bricks extend to both sides.

Several feet long, firmly holding the east-west direction.

Further inside, there is a main door with three entrance doors, all of which are painted with large copper rivets inlaid with red gold beasts and copper rings. The square brick corridor at the entrance is more than fifty feet long, with rows of banyan trees on both sides, which is a welcome sight.

But the strange thing is that in such a magnificent mansion, a flat field suddenly appeared. Half an acre of field is separated by rows of soil ridges. The soil ridges are filled with various crops, making people suddenly wander into a farmhouse.

hospital.

At this time, every sprout is covered with rainwater, as if it is greedily sucking nutrients, eager to grow vigorously in the spring.

I saw a simple thatched hut built in the open space, barely big enough to shelter from the wind and rain. Li Xinghe, dressed as a warlock, was huddled in the house in a silk robe, absentmindedly pushing a hand grinder, with a fire burning under his eyes.

Pot of hot water.

This hand mill is composed of two upper and lower grinding discs. The upper one is thicker and heavier than the lower one. This is to have strong pressure on the abrasive materials when grinding. There is a small one-inch square hole drilled in the wall of the upper grinding wheel. Li Xinghe was at this time.

Without saying a word, he skillfully filled the grinding hole with plump soybeans, and soon pure white new pulp flowed down and was slowly poured into a large bowl.

"It's really beyond my imagination that Mr. Li is so elegant."

A voice sounded deep in the empty room, which frightened Li Xinghe and almost knocked him to the ground. He turned around and quickly looked at the corner of the room behind him, and sure enough he found a smiling figure standing still.

Li Xinghe only hesitated for a moment, and he instantly remembered the owner of the voice, and at the same time, he also remembered the way he killed people without batting an eye when talking and laughing. Cold sweat suddenly broke out from his forehead, but he sat still.

"Master Jiang...how did you..."

Before Li Xinghe finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Wen.

"How come I wasn't stopped by the master ambushing me at the door?"

Jiang Wen seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the rainwater on his body was still dripping slowly, but there was no trace of water on the dry land of the thatched house at his feet. It was as if he appeared in front of Li Xinghe out of thin air, "With that level of skill, I can't even

As for taking it seriously."

Li Xinghe seemed confused as to how to answer, but Jiang Wen took the initiative to relieve his worries.

"Master Li, don't be offended. We didn't know each other before, and we had a friendship of giving generous gifts. Besides, I have been in seclusion with my sword recently and cannot use force. I am determined not to harm you."

The identity of the Prince of Jingnan is a good protection, which is enough to paint Jiang Wen with a layer of color that is neither black nor white, making it difficult to figure out why he is here.

"I came here just to ask something. Mr. Li must not be stingy in giving me advice."

Li Xinghe was silent for a moment, and then said to Jiang Wen with relief: "In that case, please sit down, Master Jiang. Although Li is superficial and ignorant, he must know everything he knows."

He took the initiative to lower his voice when he spoke. At this time, two strong Taoist boys, dressed as farmers, were working in the dark in a field not far away. They were unable to notice that there was an extra person in the room. Li Xinghe's move was also a proactive expression.

Be kind and prove that you will not take the initiative to expose Jiang Wen's existence.

The boiling water in front of him was already scalding hot, and Li Xinghe motioned for Jiang Wen to sit down in front of him. His expression and voice sounded like he had expected someone to come.

"Dr. Jiang is here for the assassination of Prince Shang, right?"

Jiang Wen sat down safely and looked at him with a smile without saying a word.

"Aren't you going to ask me how I know?"
To be continued...