The night wind blew, the branches and leaves swayed, and above it, the sky turned white.

Several carriages drove out of the silent Bai Mansion, and the sound of horse hooves rushed into the night. Several teams of soap-clothed men followed the car like a fire dragon, and went straight toward Xihuamen.

The palace gate was burning.

Zhao Ji came out with the woman in white dress. The woman jumped out of the carriage and her eyes were slightly red. She snuggled in the arms of the fat woman who was following her, sobbing and whispering. Bai Muqiu glanced at them indifferently and bowed to the emperor on the carriage, "Your Majesty, I'm here."

"Song Jiang's head just made me breathe." Zhao Ji's eyes stopped on the woman in white dress and said, "Now Xiao Ningzi has brought me a big surprise. She said before that you didn't understand. Now it seems that you are the one who truly understands me. Shi Shi I will treat her well, but her identity is inappropriate after all."

Bai Muqiu bowed slightly, "Don't worry about the official family. Since Wei Chen presented the Shishi to His Majesty's dragon bed, he will naturally get things done."

Zhao Ji was curious and anxious, and urged: "Tell me quickly, what method do you have to be a regular teacher?"

"Weichen is willing to become brothers and sisters with Shishi."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji nodded and smiled, "This is also a good way. Since this is the case, I feel at ease." Then, he waved to Li Shishi, "Come here, go back to the palace with me."

Li Shishi's face was also covered with tears, "Mom Li, Shishi thanks for her care and cultivation for so many years. Today is a farewell. I don't know when I see you again."

"Silly girl, you are smoking from the ancestral grave. Mom, I can't say anything, but don't worry, the embroidery building is your home, you can do it anytime you want to come back."

Speaking of this, Li Yun suddenly realized something was wrong, and quickly said a few times, and said dryly: "Don't come back. Didn't the admiral say that you want to be brothers and sisters with you and have the favor of your Majesty in the palace, so you must not walk sideways in the palace. Don't be sad, it would be ugly to cry again. If you are worried that Chunmei's maid is alone, take advantage of the time and your mother will send you to the palace."

Li Shishi shook her head, couldn't help but feel sad, and whispered: "I'd better not want it anymore. Entering the palace will hurt her. If she wants, mother will find her a good family to marry."

At this moment, when he heard Zhao Ji's call, Li Shishi wiped his tears, forced a smile and turned around.

In an instant, a man looked at her in the carriage and watched her get onto the imperial carriage step by step. Then the shaft of the car moved and drove into the palace gate. Li Shishi lifted the curtain, looked back, and waved her hand. She watched him wave quietly under the flames.

And, there was a hint of reluctance in my eyes.

......

"Ding Dong! It was detected that Wei Si had been renamed Li Jinzhong, and he has entered the palace. He is now an eunuch with the emperor. His martial arts are: None."

"I actually sneaked into the palace under the nose of the governor--"

Bai Muqiu, who had just stepped onto the carriage, looked at the gradually closed palace gate with half-squinted eyes. He thought, and got into the carriage.

......Li Jinzhong? What a familiar name.

Then, when the carriage returned, a little morning light was revealed, and half of the corner was hazy. At this time, there were no pedestrians on the street. When they arrived at Bai Mansion, the carriage suddenly stopped. Bai Muqiu frowned, and a soap-clothed man came over and whispered: "There is an old man in the road ahead."

At this time, outside, the old man's voice was loud and loud, but it had nothing to do with his age.

"Dongchang Baining——"

"Get out for me-"

In the soapy clothes, a horse riding a horse drew his sword and pointed at the old man. His voice was sharp and stern, "I dare to call the title of the governor directly, and I'm looking for death!" Then, he grabbed the horse's belly and galloped over, stretched out his hand and slashed with one knife.

The old man was standing calmly with the blade that was coming. Suddenly, he took action, grabbed the blade, and threw the man in the soap clothes off the horse. The horse was out of control and stopped not far away. The old man was calm and the corners of his clothes were just floating with the wind.

Bai Muqiu saw this scene.

So he lifted the curtain, stood on the chariot, and looked down. In the middle of the road, the old man with gray hair stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm temperament, burly figure and thick arms. He knew at a glance that he was a martial artist. Bai Muqiu waved his hand and asked the monk who was still going up to retreat.

"Please take care of your dog!" The old man kicked the soapy shirt head on the ground, and kicked it back.

Bai Muqiu lowered his eyelids and looked at the person who was kicked back, looked up and asked him coldly: "Who are you?"

"Zhou Tong, the Imperial Boxing Gallery." The old man's bearded eyebrows burst out, staring at the other party with a faint anger, "I will ask you, did you kill my disciple Lin Chong?"

"So what? So what if it's not?"

Bai Muqiu raised his palace robe and turned around. A man had already been lying there, stepping down his back, slowly walking to the opposite side of Zhou Tong. Under the silver thread, the man was cold. "I never consulted on how many people I killed, but only asked if I was killed."

Zhou Tong raised his voice and his body trembled slightly, "Do you know he was forced? Do you know his difficulties?"

"But he is a thief." Bai Muqiu said indifferently.

"That is a lifetime of innocence. If you go up the mountain, it is a lifetime of shame. Do you know what he is for? A eunuch, you know what he is doing!" Zhou Tong was angry and took two steps forward, and the bricks on the ground crackled and broke.

His voice was furious and deafening, and a gust of wind was pushed away on the ground. Bai Muqiu's robe shook and silver hair flew in the wind. His tone was still calm, "But he is dead-"

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The half-drooping eyes opened, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes. Facing the blowing wind, Bai Muqiu stepped forward, "Lin Chong is your disciple, and he keeps saying that he is in trouble and grievance. Where were you? He was framed and forced to go to Liangshan. Can you ask me? Come on - tell me, what qualifications are you, or are you qualified?"

Zhou Tong's chest was undulating, and the blue bricks under his feet were shattered and spread.

The iron arm was raised, and the bricks were broken all the way, and then, punched.
Chapter completed!