"What are you, Gang Leader Huang? Come on, don't you know this is the prefect's mansion? Get out of here!"

Seeing that Yang Guo was so ignorant, the two of them immediately urged him impatiently.

Yang Guo frowned, thinking that with Huang Rong's reputation, if she came to this Ling Mansion, everyone would definitely know about it. However, looking at the appearance of these two boys, they seemed to be really unaware.

When he was about to ask if Guo Jing was at the house, he suddenly thought that his identity would not be revealed easily, so he gave up the idea.

After returning to the inn he passed by just now and settling Bai Long, Yang Guo sneaked into Ling's mansion alone to find out the news.

It was getting dark now, and with his lightness skills, even if the Ling Mansion was heavily guarded, it would be difficult for anyone to find him.

The hall of Ling Mansion was brightly lit, Yang Guo carefully landed on the roof, lifted up a piece of rubble, and saw a group of people in the hall who seemed to be discussing something.

"Chief Shi, it's not that I mean to make things difficult, it's because the imperial court didn't send me any food!"

Above the hall, a middle-aged man of forty-five or sixty-year-old sitting in the high seat spoke, but seeing that he was dressed luxuriously and had a strong look on his face, his tone was quite sincere, but his eyes flickered, and there was a hint of truth in his words.

, but it is unknown.

Opposite him were two members of the beggar gang.

One is more than six feet tall, extremely burly, with a red face and white clothes. He looks like a high-ranking official. He is a disciple of the Jingyi Sect at first glance. The other person has a dark face, ragged clothes, a thin body, and a kind expression.

, just like the dirty clothes sect among the beggars.

I saw the Jingyi sect, who was called Leader Shi, slapped the table and stood up, saying angrily: "Ling Tuisi, don't think that I don't know what you are planning. If you make me angry, you won't get better!"

Hearing this, Ling Tuisi's face suddenly became very ugly, and his tone could not help but become colder: "Shi Huolong, you are just a deputy leader of the Beggar Clan. You may have some prestige in the world, but in the final analysis, you are nothing more than a gang leader.

What qualifications do you have to beg for food and grass from me, you idiot?"

Shi Huolong was about to retaliate, but Lu Youjiao on the side quickly stopped him and apologized:

"Lord Ling, calm down, calm down. We, Deputy Gang Leader Shi, are also worried about the safety of Xiangyang City. If the soldiers don't have food and grass supplies from the court, how can we fight this battle? And what you said is very inappropriate. We are leading

I came here with Mr. Lu’s certificate, no matter what my identity is, I represent Mr. Lu!”

Before Ling Tuisi could continue to speak, Lu Youjiao said again: "But since you have a lot of money, you don't want to be acquainted with Deputy Gang Leader Shi. We have something to say about the military rations, so we have to discuss it, right?"

Ling Tuisi glanced at the sleek and sophisticated Lu Youjiao, snorted coldly, and rolled his sleeves: "Elder Lu, I am not trying to make things difficult for you two. It's just that it will take a few days for the grain and grass from the Ministry of War to be escorted to Jingzhou. You want me to hand over the grain now, how can you

Isn’t it hard to force others to do something difficult?”

Lu Youjiao hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Master Ling's words are reasonable, but the food and grass are in arrears for almost a month. The soldiers of Xiangyang City..."

"Elder Lu!"

Ling Tuisi interrupted Lu Youjiao's words at the right time and said: "Now that the war between Mongolia and Dajin is imminent, the battle on the front line is not very urgent. Due to various considerations, the court naturally has to report the distribution of grain and grass to His Majesty at all levels, and then go through it.

His Majesty's review is then dispatched to various places by the Ministry of War, so delays during this period are naturally inevitable."

Lu Youjiao was very dissatisfied, but he also knew that it would be unwise to offend Ling Tuisi at this time. After asking him to pay attention to it, he pulled Shi Huolong away who was on the verge of rage.

After the two left, Ling Tuisi sneered and couldn't help but said: "While Daikin and Mongolia are fighting fiercely, how can those group of moths not make a fortune at this time?"

As if he thought of something, Ling Tuisi's face became a little more gloomy. After calling a few personal guards, he hurried out.

Yang Guo looked at Ling Tuisi who was leaving the house at night, thinking deeply in his heart.

Ling Tuisi... isn't this a character from Liancheng Jue?

And Shi Huolong actually became the deputy leader of the Southern Beggar Clan. It seems that the world is far more complicated than he imagined.

Driven by curiosity, Yang Guo followed Ling Tuisi closely, but saw him turn around a few alleys after going out and come to a heavily guarded cell.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid the guards around him, Yang Guo could only regain his strength, climbed over the high wall, jumped to the backyard, and came to the outer wall of the cell. Relying on his ability to identify positions by listening to sounds, he listened to the footsteps of Ling Tuisi and his party gradually.

Walking further and further away.

He clung to the base of the wall and followed closely, and did not stop until the group reached the innermost cell.

"Um?"

Suddenly a dull sound of surprise rang out, Yang Guo was startled, and he immediately held his breath and concentrated to prevent his breath from leaking out.

Unexpectedly, there is actually a master in this prison... Yang Guo's heart sank, and then he seemed to think of something, and a trace of amusement appeared on his face.

In the cell.

Ling Tuisi looked across Tieshan and saw two key criminals with pierced bones lying in the cell. They had long hair hanging down their shoulders and full beards. They didn't look very miserable.

One of the thin figures had a weak breath, as if he had just been punished and was already unconscious.

On the contrary, there was another person, sitting in the corner at the moment. Although his body was covered with bruises, his breath was unusually calm, as if the torture instrument that penetrated the pipa bone was just a decoration.

"Master Ding, how are you doing lately?"

Ling Tuisi looked at that figure, took a deep breath, and said in a leisurely tone.

The figure snorted coldly, but made no reply.

Ling Tuisi said again: "Master Ding, you are too stubborn. If you tell the secret, I will make the decision to marry Shuanghua to you, and you and I will become our husband-in-law. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"

A flicker of emotion flashed in Ding Dian's eyes, but it was quickly extinguished. According to Ling Tuisi's temperament, as long as he revealed the secret of Liancheng Jue, he would immediately be poisoned by him. How could he still survive?

If you think about it this way, even though you will be beaten severely every fifteenth day in prison, you can look through the window at the tall building in the distance and see the flowers placed by your loved one for you as a companion, as if the other person has always been by your side.

That's enough, I don't want anything else in my heart.

Seeing that Ding Dian remained unmoved, Ling Tuisi's expression suddenly turned from calm to angry, and he scolded: "Ding, are you really so heartless?"

"Okay, okay, okay, come on, bring him out to me and put him to death!"

When Ding Dian saw this, he didn't resist, and just let the other party drag him out, with a look of indifference in his eyes.

Ling Tuisi glanced at the other unconscious man in the cell, and became angry. He pointed at the other person and said, "Pull him out and beat him too!"

Yang Guo: "..."

The person with such unlucky attributes must be the protagonist in Liancheng Jue, Di Yun, right?
Chapter completed!