"Think twice before you act?"

Jiang Heng sat upright with a solemn expression. Looking at the lights in front of him, he said in a deep voice:

"If any warrior in the realm of a master or a great master dares to assassinate the imperial court, the world will inevitably be in chaos. What is the face of the Daxia Law?"

"The Martial Restriction Order has been planned for several years. This assassination has made me make this decision!"

Jiangcheng is silent.

The so-called Martial Arts Limitation Order means to include martial artists from various prefectures and prefectures as registered and added control, further reducing the influence of different martial arts forces, nationalizing the martial arts books circulating in Daxia, and at the same time opening martial arts schools in various prefectures and prefectures to replace uncontrolled gangs, etc.

In general.

The general direction of the introduction of the Martial Restriction Order is correct.

However, with the introduction of the Martial Restriction Order, the interests of major martial arts gangs will inevitably be damaged, and martial arts chaos is foreseeable.

It would be okay if it was a real prosperous era.

But now, Daxia seems to be booming, but in fact, the disaster is hidden.

There are enemy countries outside and demons are causing trouble inside. The aristocratic families are secretly ill-intentioned. Let’s talk further away, there are also mysterious powerful people coming from the new world...

Jiangcheng does not think it is a wrong thing to introduce the military restriction order.

But by heart...

The timing is wrong!

"What do you think of me?" Jiang Heng's eyes were bright.

"minister……"

Jiang Cheng originally wanted to say what he thought of, but after thinking about it, the Henghuang in front of him had already considered what he could expect.

But he still decided to do so.

So, now, what Emperor Henghuang needs is not his own advice, what he needs is his own support!

Jiang Cheng paused, showed a bitter smile on his face, stood up from the seat, and bowed a long time.

"I wish to drive you to your Majesty!"

"good!"

Jiang Heng laughed to the sky, swept the haze between his eyebrows, and personally helped Jiangcheng get up.

"Click!"

Another thunder sounded out of the window, silver snakes danced, and then heavy rain fell.

...

A few more days later.

The weather turned clear, but there was still a faint water vapor in the sky. When summer arrived, cicadas roared, making people feel stuffy and irritable.

This day.

Jiangcheng came to the Sutra Pavilion again and arrived at the familiar corner on the second floor.

Turn around.

Sure enough, I saw the girl in a white dress sitting on a chair, looking down at a thick yellowed ancient book in my hand.

Quiet and calm.

There is a kind of peace of mind.

"Master!"

Walking to Jiang Zirou, bowing down, Jiang Cheng whispered.

"Sit...what to ask me?"

Jiang Zirou showed a smile on her face, and she reached out to hold the strands of hair scattered on her forehead.

"That's how it is..."

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment and stated the content of the conversation with Jiang Heng that day and the general terms of the Martial Restriction Order to Jiang Zirou one by one.

"You shouldn't tell me this..."

Jiang Zirou looked calm and could not see clearly.

"Sorry, but I hope to get some insights from my master." Jiang Cheng was a little nervous, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

"I don't care about the affairs of the court. If you come to me now, what insights can I have?"

Jiang Zirou lowered her head and continued to look through the ancient book in her hand.

Jiangcheng is silent.

It is early summer now, Jiang Zirou is dressed in cool clothes. He lowered his head slightly and could see the beautiful neck like a swan and the snow-white and delicate collarbone.

Swallowed a little and moved your gaze away.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but ask again: "Have you not told you about the Martial Restriction Order before?"

"No." Jiang Zirou shook her head.

"Then do you think if the military restriction order is really implemented, how likely is it to be successful?" Jiang Cheng asked again.

Jiang Zirou raised her head, and there seemed to be rippling water in her eyes.

"Zero."

"Zero!?"

Jiang Cheng was frightened and his face suddenly changed.

Although he thought that the implementation of the Martial Restriction Order would not go too smoothly, he did not think that it would definitely fail. Originally, in his expectation, the chance of the Martial Restriction Order was about 50%...

"Why is this?" he couldn't help asking.

"The Great Xia martial arts world seems to be uninterrupted, but it is a bottomless cold pond. I have been practicing for so far, and I dare not claim to be the best in the world in this world of origin. This is one of them."

Jiang Zirou closed the book and continued:

"In today's world, the threat is not from local warriors, but from lurking demons and the enemy country that are eyeing each other."

"This is the second one!"

"The warriors in the palace have not yet become a climate, and experts are constantly coming from the new world, and they have the will but lack the strength. This is the third one."

"What should we do? Do you advise Your Majesty to take back the military restriction order?"

Jiangcheng asked.

"The orders are changed every day, and all the majesty is lost." Jiang Zirou shook her head and rejected.

Then, she suggested:

"It is not advisable to implement the Martial Restriction Order too quickly. Divide and govern it. If you can first unite the scattered people in the martial arts world, neutralize the martial arts sects, and then gather strength to attack the aristocratic families, you can try it."

Jiang Zirou gave her own suggestions.

"I see……"

Jiang Cheng's eyes gradually lit up, and suddenly stood up, saluted Jiang Zirou seriously, and then said goodbye and left.

...

Although Jiang Zirou is not optimistic about this matter.

However, the military restriction order was still implemented in the world.

now.

Nanzhou, Daocheng, in a tavern.

People were talking a lot.

"You all say that the implementation of the Martial Restriction Order is a bad thing, but why do I think it is a good thing!" A man in gray clothes and strong body, drunk, stood up from his seat and shouted:

"I went to the government office a few days ago to order the protection card. Not only did I receive a set of boxing techniques, but I could also go to the government office to receive tasks every month in exchange for resources and food for practice!"

"I was just a snakehead in a gang before, but once this martial arts restriction order was released, I could walk openly on the street and become a personal example!"

"Dog slave!"

A disdainful sneer came from the corner, two young men who were drinking with their heads down.

"Who are you scolding!?"

Jiumazi was born as a gangster. At this moment, he was drunk and furious when he heard this. He picked up the long bench under his butt and rushed up.

"snort!"

One of the young men stood up.

The body size is not even a slight difference in the slightest pockmark, and his blood is rolling, like a big burning stove.

Seeing the atmosphere was booming, the people around him immediately began to fan the flames and watch.

And just then, a cold voice rang out among the crowd.

"Hey... you guys, it's been disturbing me to drink tea. Please be quiet, thank you."

...
Chapter completed!