Chapter 342: South China Sea Martial Arts

The young men knew there was something else, so they were waiting for the old man. The old man coughed lightly and said decisively: "But according to my judgment, Zhao Tuo should be buried on Yuexiu Mountain in the north of the city!"

"Why is grandpa making such a judgment?" a teenager asked.

"Well, haha," the old man smiled, "There is Ma'angang on Yuexiu Mountain. The First Emperor once sent someone to dig a dig to cause "bleed" in the earth because of the "Emperor's aura". After that, Zhao Tuo became king. The place is the best Feng Shui, so Zhao Tuo must have chosen this place."

The young men were ready to hear this and asked in disbelief: "Is it really in Yuexiu Mountain? We will dig later. If we can't dig, we will settle the score with you!"

The old man laughed and said, "The emperor's tomb is full of mechanisms, so you can go in no place, even if you look for it, you will not be able to find it."

Everyone talked and laughed together. Time passed quickly. The sunset had begun to set in the west. The orange-red sunset dyed a large area of ​​the sky red, connecting to the sea level, which was spectacular.

For those who have lived by the beach for a long time, such scenery has long been common, but suddenly, a young man suddenly stood up and pointed to the distance, looking at his stunned look, as if he had seen a rare scenery in the world.

The old man quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the boy's finger. He saw a giant fleet of ships appearing from afar in the vast sea under the dazzling sunset. Under the golden sunlight, he was sailing quickly with the wind and waves.

The old man was an excellent fisherman when he was young and had rich experience. However, such a huge tower ship appeared in the situation of a fleet. This was the first time he saw it. "Each giant ship can hold about four or five hundred people...", the old man estimated in his heart.

"Grandpa, is it cargo or people in such a big ship?" asked the handsome young man slowly.

"Well... it should be loading, right? Maybe it was a merchant ship from Java..." the old man pondered.

"Ao~~~ It's so good~~", the teenagers jumped away, preparing to go to the port to play and see the big boat. It's best to sneak up and experience it. Foreigners with different appearances will also bring some delicious food and fun to coax the children. If you are lucky, everyone can get some.

In Panyu City, the prefect's mansion.

The prefect of the South China Sea, Shi Wu, leaned tiredly on the couch, his eyes closed slightly. He was about forty years old, but his body was hollowed out by wine and sex. With the huge influence of the Shi family in Jiaozhou, Shi Wu also gained the glory of his brother, Shi Xie, the governor of Jiaozhou, and jumped from an ordinary official to a prefect of a county, in charge of the life and death power of nearly one million residents in seven counties in the South China Sea.

In Shiwu's eyes, there are only two types of people: rich and poor. Those who have no money will naturally let others bully them, while those who have rich have to be honest and filial to their money. In recent years, through the levy of taxes, Shiwu has plundered a lot of money, and the few large wooden boxes in the bedroom are filled with them.

With money, Shiwu's life began to become extravagant, with his carriages and horses showing off his power, luxurious mansions and wealth, forcing people's daughters and wives to be crowded with concubines, and spending all kinds of wine and singing every night. Behind these "wonderful" days is his increasingly overdrawn body.

Because Shiwu was unscrupulously exploiting in the South China Sea, the people complained, and resistance in the territory continued to rise and fall. Shiwu gave him cold-bloodedly. Although his elder brother Shi Xie wrote many letters to scold him, asking him to be more polite and humble, what Shiwu feared most was his elder brother, and he had to barely restrain his behavior.

In the past few days, Shiwu was infected with wind and cold, so he simply handed over the county affairs to the county magistrate to handle, and hid at home to rest with peace of mind. However, someone did not let Shiwu feel at ease, and a confidant guard rushed in incredibly panic. The wind brought by his body made Shiwu sneeze loudly.

"Sir... Big~ Sir... Big things are not going well!" The guard's face turned pale because of nervousness, and his usual eloquence has now become a clumsy tongue.

"What's going on like this? Are you dead?" Shiwu tried hard to cheer up and cursed rudely. Even his confidant guards, Shiwu did not regard them as people like him. Beating and scolding was commonplace.

"No...no!" The guard had long been used to being scolded, and gasped and said, "There are enemy troops coming into the city!"

"Don't let your bullshit! I traveled south of Panyu and the enemy was like crossing mountains to attack. Why didn't I get any news in advance?" Shiwu was still strong even though he was ill.

"The enemy came from the sea! It was the army of Yangzhou!" The guards were a little angry when they saw Shi Wu stubborn and couldn't help but raise their voices.

"On the sea? Yangzhou army?" Shiwu was stunned for a moment. How could it be?! The sea route from Yangzhou to the South China Sea is afraid of a thousand miles of voyage and there are many pirates. How did they arrive safely? How could Zhou Yu take a fancy to the wild land of Lingnan?

At this time, a faint shout of killing came in from outside the house. "Sir, go quickly! We are willing to protect you!" The guards were loyal to Shiwu.

Shiwu finally realized that the guards did not deceive him, and the Yangzhou army attacked Panyu City from the sea like wings. The enemy's actions were not just for Panyu City or the South China Sea county, but for the entire Jiaozhou. It seems that the strong influence of the Shi family in Jiaozhou will soon become a waste of tomorrow.

Shiwu wanted to follow the guards, but as soon as he moved his body, he felt a sense of dizziness coming, and his limbs were weak and weak. He would definitely not be able to leave.

"Hurry! Help me up!" Shiwu shouted softly, and the guards hurriedly helped Shiwu up. Shiwu moved his footsteps hard, walked to the wooden cabinet beside the wall, opened the cabinet door, and a colorful dazzling light immediately appeared, which was filled with gold, silver and wealth that Shiwu had plundered from the people in recent years.

Shiwu signaled the guard to take out the gold and silver items from the cabinet, and he forced himself to inspire himself. He led the guard to the backyard and hid the items in the sludge of the pool. Then, the loyal guard was about to run outside the yard with Shiwu on his back, and suddenly felt a stinging pain in his neck, and then his blood squirted out. He turned around and saw Shiwu holding a sharp short sword, with blood dripping on the short sword.

"You..." The guard stared at Shiwu with incredible eyes. He never expected that his heart would be the result of his own devotion.

After killing the guard, Shiwu felt that his body was extremely exhausted. He murmured to himself: "My treasure can only be known by me...my treasure can only be known by me..."

When the soldiers of Dongcheng Camp under Lu Sumi rushed into the prefect's mansion, they saw a middle-aged man who was almost unconscious in the backyard. He was wearing his official uniform and whispered: "I am the prefect of the South China Sea, I am willing to surrender..."

Not far away from the man, a strong man with eyes dying with his eyes lying on the ground, and the blood flowing out dyed a large area of ​​the land beneath him red.

I know what happens next, and listen to the next chapter to explain it.
Chapter completed!