Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 103: Horizontal branches

Wu Sheng Mountain, at an altitude of 13,000 meters, is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, mysterious and unpredictable.

Yenjing in Baiyue Kingdom was built by the mountains and rivers. Backed by Wusheng Mountain, Yanjing's power and imperial family's majesty were even more enhanced.

Finally, these hundred and twenty qualified Wutongs came to Yanjing, the Baiyue country.

Meeting Wu Sheng is not unusual. Not everyone is qualified.

Therefore, after all the qualified Wutongs arrived in Yanjing, the person in charge of Zhenwu Holy Land confessed: "Guys, you are temporarily staying in Yanjing, and you can stay in all the inns by virtue of the test results and receipts you have on hand. All board and lodging are free."

"My lord, how many days shall we stay?"

"Free board and lodging, why don't you guys like it?" The envoy stared.

"Hehe, of course not. We...we just want to see Master Wu Sheng, hehe." Wu Tong hurriedly said with a smile.

"Meeting Master Wu Sheng, it's not that you can go and see if you want to see it!" The messenger said solemnly, "The only word I can say--wait! Maybe three days, maybe five days, maybe tomorrow During this period, if you have connections in Yanjing, you can also visit relatives and friends. But the premise is that you must wait for the call from Wu Shengshan at any time!"

"Yes!" The Wutongs all smiled.

These Wutongs are among the elites. Most of them are big families from all over the world, and nearly half of them are the children of the royal clan. In all likelihood, the rest are also descendants of the family. They are also top-grade nobles.

There are very few inferior wealthy aristocrats like Qin Wushuang. Except for Qin Wushuang, the remaining ones have the lowest scores among the qualifying places.

And there are none of the lower-ranked noble families and poor families.

This is the gap...Qin Wushuang deeply feels that the difference in family status in this world is so direct. The gap between different disciplines can be seen from the perspective of talent training alone.

If Donglin Qin's family has been struggling in the cold, let alone such a high-level event, I am afraid that even the position of a low-level nobleman will not be guaranteed.

As for the common people's family, they are completely insulated from this kind of event.

After disbanding, Qin Wushuang had no relatives or friends to visit. He was considering whether to appreciate the Yanjing style alone. Suddenly, behind him, there was a sound of fluttering clothes, and it was obvious that someone approached.

Qin Wushuang didn't look back, he heard the footsteps come from Tong Yao's younger brother Tong Yan.

"Brother Qin, why do you wander here alone?"

"Hehe, didn't the boy visit relatives and friends?"

"The younger brother comes from a remote state and county. Even in Yenching, there are some relatives and friends who are not very close. The visits in vain cause trouble for others. Besides, the younger brother admires Brother Qin's dominance, and it is exactly at this moment. Have a leisure time, why don't you have a little brother to be a host, find a place to have a few drinks?"

Qin Wushuang knew that Tong Yan wanted to thank him, and secondly wanted to make him the champion of the trial, but he did not refuse.

Qin Wushuang does not reject Tong's siblings. Especially Tong's intelligence ability and public relations ability, can actually pass to Zhenwu Holy Land, this makes Qin Wushuang very surprised.

"Please." Qin Wushuang waved his hand and agreed.

Tong Yan gave full play to his communicative skills at this time. He asked a few well-dressed passers-by and asked about the names of several well-known restaurants in Yanjing.

"Brother, since it's a small gathering, you don't need to be so ostentatious. Feel free to find a secluded place."

"Brother Qin, you have to listen to your younger brother's arrangements this time. Don't forget. You are the champion of the trial now, the son of the quasi-royal family. It is absolutely impossible for you to not pay attention to the pomp. Create public opinion for the upcoming kingship."

Qin Wushuang smiled faintly. He admitted that Tong Yan's words were reasonable, but it was not his surname habit to ask him to deliberately put on royal majesty and make those false airs.

The royal identity, ultimately depends on strength to support-this is Qin Wushuang's logic.

While talking, the two have turned several streets.

"This should be Zhuque Street. Qifeng Tower, haha, this name is very pleasing to hear. It matches the identity of Brother Qin, it's it!"

Qin Wushuang saw him like this, and did not object. He looked up and saw rows of towering phoenix trees planted in front of the long street. They were spectacular, elegant and chic, with a very high style.

The phoenix roosts the wing.

The so-called planting of plane trees will attract golden phoenixes. This phoenix tree originally had a lot to do with the phoenix. There are so many phoenix trees planted at the entrance of Qifeng Tower, which should be the color of the picture.

I haven't approached yet, but I heard a screaming cry from the sky in front of me.

After that, there was another scolding: "You want to avenge, you want to file a complaint, and go to the roots of the imperial city. If you kneel here, no one will pay attention. Let people not do business?"

"Are you going or not? Don't blame us if you don't leave."

Sternly yelled, fierce and wicked, extremely impatient in his tone.

"Several uncles, we are also helpless. I heard that there are often royal relatives and relatives in your restaurant. We want to try our luck here, begging God to open our eyes, and there will be high-ranking officials to listen to our grievances... "

"Go away, we are not a government, and we don't have time to listen to your mess."

"It doesn't work if I hear it. If I have grievances, I have to go to the government."

"Several uncles..."

"Coax not to go and just go, don’t you? Brothers, drag them away!" A big green-robed man yelled and waved his hand. Several sturdy men behind him rushed up and dragged them. Pick up three old women in ragged clothes and drag them out. Carrying it with one hand, he walked out of the street like an animal.

"Woo..."

"Ah, my God, don't you really have eyes?"

The sound of crying and grabbing the ground makes those who hear it sad, and those who hear it weep. The onlookers wanted to persuade, looking at these fierce men, the words that came to their lips suddenly swallowed.

Several big men strode forward, planning to throw these old women out of Suzaku Avenue. After not taking a few steps, he suddenly looked up and saw two young people standing in the middle of the street, just blocking their way.

"Get out of the way!" I glanced at it, and found that it wasn't because the capital was less famous, but these big guys opened their mouths and yelled at them.

Tong Yan was expressionless, did not walk away, but did not answer. He was also very angry when he saw this scene. No matter what these old women have done, but for a long time, being carried like this, they are always a little bit unsightly.

"What's the matter? Do the two masters have opinions?"

The big green-robed man named the leader walked over and looked at Qin Wushuang and Tong Yan’s aristocratic costumes, and judged that they were the children of the aristocracy, but not the children of the high aristocracy, let alone the capital. Few names.

In other words, such a person can afford to offend Qifenglou.

Of course, they have their own set of theories about making money with peace. If the other party does not deliberately make trouble, everyone laughs off, and the reception must be received.

Qin Wushuang glanced at the green-robed man lightly, and suddenly asked, "Do you have an ancestor?"

"Nonsense, don't you have no ancestors?" The big green-robed man opened his eyes, realizing that there was something wrong with the person coming, and immediately rebuked him unceremoniously.

"Then do you have parents?"

"Is it possible to jump out of the stone without parents? Young people, immediately let go. Don’t think that you can put on airs in a noble skin. Don’t forget, this is Yanjing, not you. Inside the village!"

The green-robed man had a bad tone, and made no secret of his sarcasm.

The country gentry and local tyrants may be rich, but in Yanjing area, they are used to being superior, and generally don't pay much for the nobles below as long as they are not too powerful.

Qin Wushuang nodded: "So you didn't come out of a rock. Then they are old enough to give birth to you?"

The green-robed man rolled up his sleeves and stared at him: "I want to fight the injustice when we join the two, right? Yanjing doesn't lack anything, but this new thing is lacking in fighting and injustice these days."

"Put the people down." Qin Wushuang didn't bother to fight any slobber lawsuits, "I only said once, no matter what they did, put people down first."

"Hahaha..." The big man raised his head and laughed wildly, "If my ears heard it right, then your head is broken. Why do you? With the skin of a nobleman on your body? Laugh to death! This is. Yenching! Little devil, go back to your country and go farming! Yenching is very dangerous!"

These words deeply hurt Tong Yan's self-esteem, and he shouted: "What's wrong with the country? The nobles in the country are also a hundred times stronger than the evil dogs like you who bully others. Let them go!"

"What if you don't let it go?" The green-robed man snorted.

"Don't let it go?" Qin Wushuang's mouth overflowed with a sneer, suddenly his figure moved, his arm lifted slightly, and the wind passed by.

Only heard a dozen crisp slaps in the face of "crackling". In the next moment, the people in the hands of those big men have already let go. One by one, they covered their cheeks and looked at Qin Wushuang inconceivably.

Including the big green-robed man, he was also dumbfounded.

Follow, take a deep breath, let your throat tighten, and yell out: "I hit someone! I hit someone!"

The voice fell for a moment, and inside Qifeng Tower, a group of heavily armed thugs swarmed over, led by a middle-aged man in bright and beautiful clothes.

"Who? Who beat someone?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.

"The nine masters, the children of these two squires and local tyrants, they beat people."

Qin Wushuang ignored these fierce people and helped the three old women to leave first. More than the three old women seemed to have seen a savior, and hugged Qin Wushuang's thighs, "Master, this young master, you are a good-hearted person, and you must be the master for us. We are civilians led by the Chimu King, for the past few years. , The daughters of several families went missing for no reason. They went to the government to report the crime, but the government didn’t give a word... We had no choice but to come to the capital..."

"King Chimu?" Qin Wushuang was taken aback, "How many families do you have in total?"

"Too many. We don't know each other. We all met when the Chimu King City filed a lawsuit. There are at least seventy or eighty."

"So many? What about the others?" Qin Wushuang took a breath. If it's just one or two people, it might be an accident. Seventy or eighty, then it is not an accident that can be described.

"Other people~IndoMTL.com~ scattered around in lively places and shouting grievances. But these noble lords, don’t let us stay, saying that we influence them to do business. Uuuuu..."

Qin Wushuang was silent. It's no wonder that in this world, it is hard enough for a commoner family to redress some grievances.

Just as I was about to appease something, a scolding sound came from behind: "Boy, you hit someone, don't you dare to stand up?"

Qin Wushuang faintly felt that this matter was not a trivial matter, and immediately said: "Leave here first and wait for me at the archway in front."

Looking back, slowly said: "I hit people because they should. If you don't want to make trouble, let it go."

Qin Wushuang's attitude is to calm things down, but it's not that he is afraid of things. It was that he cared more about what the old women said, vaguely feeling that it seemed to have something to do with him. He couldn't tell why he felt this way, but the intuition and subconsciousness of a strong man kept giving such hints.

(To be continued)

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