Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

Upon hearing her father's words, Song Yuhua panicked. She had no desire to marry this scoundrel and rogue, Wu Xiangjun. But then she thought, even if she didn't marry him, she would most likely marry Xie Wenlong, the son of Xie Hui of Duzun Fort. She knew what kind of person Xie Wenlong was. If she really had to choose between the two, Song Yuhua felt that Wu Xiangjun was more honest; at least he wasn't pretentious, unlike some hypocrites who appeared upright on the surface but were despicable behind the scenes.

Upon hearing Song Que's words, Su Qingfeng immediately felt the hand on his waist about to pinch him again. If he dared to agree, Murong Qiudi would definitely not let him off the hook. Su Qingfeng had originally come to watch the show, and he was still somewhat regretful that he hadn't managed to force out Song Que's past—he especially wanted to know what Song Que and Fan Qinghui's past was, and how Fan Qinghui had used him and then left?

He coughed a few times and replied, "Master Song, I am already married, and I appreciate your kindness. I heard that you and Master Fan Qinghui have a past friendship, and this meeting is a good opportunity for you to have a good chat, so I won't disturb you any longer." After saying that, Su Qingfeng put his arm around Murong Qiudi and rode towards Li Shimin, but his eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept towards Song Que and Fan Qinghui, pricking up his ears to hear what they would say next.

Song Que felt quite embarrassed at this moment, not expecting that Wu Xiangjun knew about his past with Fan Qinghui. Seeing that Song Yuhua and the others were all looking at him, he realized that his children also knew.

Fan Qinghui's face darkened with anger. Su Qingfeng had actually exposed her affair, clearly wanting to watch the show. She wished she could kill that bastard immediately.

Su Qingfeng observed for a moment, and seeing that Song Que and Fan Qinghui remained silent, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. Old lovers meeting again, why didn't they even exchange a word? At this moment, Li Shimin saw him approaching and loudly questioned, "Lord Wuxiang, where is Changsun Wuhou? Where is my fiancée?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qingfeng's face darkened, and he ordered, "Guards, give Li Shimin fifty lashes!"

Has Li Shimin lost his mind? The engagement has been dissolved, yet he still dares to call her wife his fiancée. If it weren't for the fact that the Li clan would fight amongst themselves later, Su Qingfeng would have killed him on the spot.

The guards responded and stepped forward, pinning the bound Li Shimin to the ground, from which clubs rained down.

Seeing him grit his teeth and remain silent, Su Qingfeng shook her head: What a hypocrite.

Although Li Shimin was a decent emperor later on, he was a morally depraved man who killed his brothers, imprisoned his father, and even slept with his brothers' wives.

Then there's Wei Zheng, who was known as a mirror during his lifetime, but after his death, his grave was exhumed and his corpse whipped—truly a case of having the upper hand while maintaining a virtuous image.

Su Qingfeng turned to the bound Li Xiuning, intending to persuade her to surrender. He could tell that this woman was skilled in battle, but he couldn't recall any famous female generals in the Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty.

"Young lady, following Li Shimin is not a good choice. You would be better off joining me; I am far superior. Besides, Li Shimin is a womanizer; be careful not to be devoured by him."

"You want to recruit me?" Li Xiuning looked at this absurd Wu Xiangjun, wondering: Doesn't he recognize me?

She felt that Su Qingfeng must have some trickery up his sleeve. She had seen everything that had just happened, and she knew that seven or eight out of ten of his words were lies.

Song Que of Lingnan must have seen through it, but he didn't expose it. Instead, he wanted to marry his daughter to him, which is really puzzling.

Seeing that Li Xiuning remained silent in thought, Su Qingfeng asked again, "What's wrong? Are you unwilling? Or did Li Shimin promise you something?"

Li Xiuning glared at him and gave a mocking smile.

"Lord Wu Xiang, don't dream. I am Li Shimin's sister, how could I possibly submit to you?"

"Are you Li Xiuning?"

I really didn't expect this to be Li Xiuning? Shouldn't she be a hostage in Chang'an? Why is she in Yangzhou?

Indeed, in "Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty," besides Li Xiuning, the only women capable of leading troops in battle are Shen Luoyan of Wagang Village and Shang Xiuxun of Feima Ranch. However, the true extent of Shang Xiuxun's abilities is rather unclear.

Seeing Wu Xiangjun staring at her with a surprised expression, Li Xiuning realized that he truly did not know her before, and that she had been overthinking things.

"Lord Wu Xiang, you don't mean you're only just realizing who I am now?"

Su Qingfeng looked at Li Xiuning and suddenly smiled.

This is a big fish. If we don't seize this opportunity to squeeze a hefty sum out of the Li family, we'll be doing ourselves a disservice. He commands hundreds of thousands of troops and is desperately short of pay. This time, the Li family won't be taking him away without spending several million taels of silver.

"I'm a little surprised. You were supposed to be a hostage in Chang'an; escaping without permission is a serious crime. It seems your Li clan is preparing to take action. Li Xiuning, what do you think would happen if I handed you and your brother over to Yang Guang?"

"you**!"

"What the hell? Don't forget, your Li clan are traitors, rebels, and now you've even brought troops to assassinate me. I'm already being lenient by not killing you on the spot."

"Release my brother Li Shimin, and I'll do whatever you want with him."

Snapped!

Su Qingfeng slapped Li Xiuning across the face, knocking her to the ground.

Su Qingfeng had disliked this woman ever since watching the show. If she weren't still useful, he would have killed her long ago.

"Don't think too highly of yourself. I can kill you all easily. You have no right to bargain with me."

Murong Qiudi, standing to the side, was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected Su Qingfeng to make a move on a beautiful woman, and this lecherous man hadn't shown any other intentions? Could there be something wrong with this woman?

"you……"

"If you say another word, I'll cut off one of your arms," ​​Su Qingfeng coldly interrupted.

He didn't want to listen to this woman's nagging. He wasn't an indecisive person like Kou Zhong, who would hesitate to act if he liked someone.

Thinking of how Kou Zhong occupied the south and had the strength to compete with the Tang dynasty for the throne, but ultimately surrendered because of a woman's words.

Moreover, he didn't get Li Xiuning after surrendering—perhaps Li Xiuning was just using him from beginning to end.

Su Qingfeng glanced at Song Que and Fan Qinghui beside her; the two remained silent, and she lost interest. Although Song Que controlled Lingnan, he lacked the talent to contend for supremacy, and his son was also incompetent. Su Qingfeng did not want to cooperate with him for the time being.

"Tong Hu, have the Jianghuai Army prisoners bury the **. Fang Liang, take these prisoners back to Yangzhou City."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The war finally ended, and the people of Yangzhou were overjoyed to hear that Lord Wu Xiang had defeated the Jianghuai army. They had been living in fear, terrified that the Jianghuai army would breach the city walls, which would have brought certain destruction to Yangzhou.

Three days later, Du Fuwei sent someone to deliver one million taels of silver. Su Qingfeng accepted the silver and, without saying a word, let Du Fuwei and his troops leave.

Du Fuwei was puzzled that Wu Xiangjun had let them go so easily, but he dared not linger and hurriedly led his troops away.

Whenever Du Fuwei recalled the way Su Qingfeng looked at him, he felt uneasy, as if Lord Wu Xiang might take further action. He secretly reminded himself that he needed to be even more wary of this person in the future.

During these days at the Yangzhou Imperial Palace, Su Qingfeng did not force Murong Qiudi, and their relationship had not progressed further. In fact, if Su Qingfeng were to visit Qiudi's room at night, although she would complain, she would not refuse him entry. Su Qingfeng understood that Qiudi's heart already belonged to him, so he was not in a hurry.

That day in the study, Su Qingfeng embraced Murong Qiudi and said:

"Qiu Di, I need to leave Yangzhou for a while. You will be in charge of everything here. The Xiaoguo Army and the Youming Iron Cavalry will also be under your command."

Murong Qiudi chuckled upon hearing this:

"Where are you going? With your innate cultivation level, it's best not to wander around aimlessly."

"I have urgent business. The treasure of Yang Gong in Luoyang can no longer be delayed. I am worried that the treasure will be discovered, so I must transport all the gold, silver and weapons inside back to Yangzhou."

"It's too dangerous for you to go alone. Let Shi** go instead."

Su Qingfeng shook her head:

"No need. This place isn't entirely safe either. Let Thirteen stay and protect you. My teleportation technique is enough to protect me. Even if I can't win, I can always escape."

He admired women like this, who, once they fell in love, would wholeheartedly consider others, unlike Li Xiuning, who only cared about the Li family in everything.

"Then you must be careful."

Murong Qiudi knew he was on official business and didn't stop him. She also knew that Su Qingfeng's teleportation ability was indeed superb; even she herself had difficulty catching him.

"Don't worry, I haven't married you yet, how could I bear to have anything happen to you? I still want to come back and consummate our marriage."

"You... I really can't do anything with you."

Su Qingfeng lowered her head and gently kissed Qiu Di, then instructed her:

"By the way, if the Li clan sends a ransom, release Li Shimin and Li Xiuning. Also, be careful of that old nun Fan Qinghui. She has always valued Li Shimin, so we can't let her rescue our 'money bag'."

Murong Qiudi couldn't help but laugh when she thought of the letter Su Qingfeng had written to Li Yuan. If Li Yuan had seen that letter, he would have immediately paid the ransom to get Li Shimin and Li Xiuning back.

"Five million taels of silver. I'll have to keep a close eye on this purse for them. The Li family will be seriously hurt by paying this ransom."

Su Qingfeng embraced Murong Qiudi, gently stroked her long hair, and said:

"You're mistaken. This amount of money is nothing to the Li family. The powerful clans in Guanzhong all support the Li family, and those ancient families are all incredibly wealthy. I will capture Li Shimin again and continue to demand ransom from the Li family—he is our long-term money bag."

Murong Qiudi smiled and leaned into Su Qingfeng's arms:

"You're really something... But it probably won't be so easy to capture Li Shimin again. After this, he probably won't leave Taiyuan easily."

"Don't worry, I know Li Shimin's every move from now on. He won't escape my grasp."

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Three days after leaving Yangzhou, Su Qingfeng rode his horse leisurely along the official road leading to Luoyang.

Along the way, he witnessed the hardships faced by the people of the Sui Dynasty. Although he didn't consider himself a philanthropist, he would still lend a helping hand whenever he could. To him, giving away some money was nothing.

There was a teahouse by the roadside, and the waiter came up to greet us, asking, "Sir, would you like some tea?"

"What are you doing here if you don't drink tea? Bring me a good pot."

"Okay! Please have a seat, I'll be right there!"

Su Qingfeng handed his horse to the waiter and went into the teahouse to rest. He stretched and sat down, glancing around – the shop was mostly filled with traveling merchants and passersby, with no one dressed in the attire of a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world) style.

After the tea was served, Su Qingfeng leaned back in her chair and rested while drinking the tea.

At this moment, a woman wearing a straw hat walked in. She glanced around the shop and then went straight to sit down in the empty seat opposite Su Qingfeng.

Su Qingfeng looked up and sized her up, thinking to himself:

She appeared to be around twenty years old, with long, jet-black hair that reached her waist, suggesting she was still unmarried. Her figure was graceful and elegant, yet her aura was unfathomable. A blue floral dress accentuated her beautiful figure… It's just a mystery what she looks like; perhaps she's alluring from behind, but then…

"lecher!"