Li Xin'an's eyes glanced at the main table again. The previous deputy master got off the table to toast the guests. At this moment, the seat became vacant, revealing a strange person.
He was not wearing Tieqimen clothes, but he was sitting at the main table.
Li Xin'an touched a tall and thick man next to her and asked, "Excuse me, old man, do you know who the person sitting at the main table is?"
The man had previously heard that Li Xin'an and the two were invited by Miss Song Hui from the Iron Flag Sect. He did not dare to neglect him at the moment. He followed Li Xin'an's gaze and said with a smile: "Oh, the little brother is talking about him. That one is
This is someone that no one on the court can afford to offend."
"Why is this?" Li Xin'an was very dissatisfied with the way the man sold it, but still asked pretending to be confused.
"The third-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, little brother, please think about it yourself."
Li Xin'an suddenly realized, "It's Yang Guozhong!"
The man quickly covered his mouth and said, "Keep your voice down, don't let it reach that person's ears. Although he is just a concierge, we will all suffer!"
Li Xin'an nodded, but doubts arose in his mind.
Why are Yang Guozhong's people here?
Could it be that the destruction of the Yi Fist Gang and the rise of the Iron Flag Sect are both related to Yang Guozhong?
The new Prime Minister has never shown any sign of being involved in Jianghu affairs since he took office. Li Xin'an only regarded him as a fatuous prime minister who was greedy for power and did not send anyone to infiltrate the Yang Mansion.
But considering the fact that the Yi Fist Gang repeatedly sued the government before being wiped out to no avail, and now that Yang Guozhong's people have appeared here, the truth of the matter may be hidden.
While Li Xin'an was thinking about it for a while, Song Hui was actually encouraged to go on stage and perform a whipping technique.
The Iron Banner Sect was able to gain a foothold in Chang'an because of the improved whipping technique that was passed down from the Forbidden Army. According to legend, it was taught by the Second Master of Qin. Originally there were six methods and thirty-six moves, but after being simplified, there were only eighteen moves.
However, the power has not diminished. At this moment, Song Hui wields the body of a woman with great force and has a unique charm.
Li Xin'an's thoughts couldn't help but be interrupted, and he started watching with relish. When Song Hui finished her whipping technique and the audience cheered in unison, Li Xin'an suddenly realized that something was wrong.
When he looked at the main table, there were only the two deputy leaders with ordinary decorations there. Song Yuanfeng and the Yang Mansion concierge had long disappeared.
"I want to leave for a while!" Li Xin'an stood up solemnly and said to Murong Bai.
"Go to the concierge of Yang Mansion?" Murong Bai also heard clearly the previous conversation between Li Xin'an and the big man.
"You can support yourself here. Be more careful. If anything happens, just leave and don't worry about me." Li Xin'an ordered and left the yard before Song Hui came back.
You are the one who needs to be careful... Murong Bai thought to himself.
"Where did Mr. Li go?" Song Hui happened to see Li Xin'an's back disappearing into the courtyard and asked in confusion.
Murong Bai squeezed out a smile: "Chu Gong."
"It's okay if he left." Song Hui poured a bowl of wine, handed it to Murong Bai's mouth, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, drink!"
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There were many Iron Flag Sect disciples coming and going, and following them, Li Xin'an easily reached the backyard.
Different from the bustling front yard, the huge backyard of Iron Flag Gate looked extremely deserted. Iron Flag Gate disciples with knives were patrolling the complicated roads, and they would suddenly appear in a corner at any time, and Li Xin'an was worried.
Do not shuttle back and forth in many courtyards to avoid their sight.
He finally came to an empty yard, Li Xin'an climbed over the wall, and to his surprise, there was a small river in front of him!
This is already the Iron Flag Gate, or the original back gate of the Righteous Fist Gang, but there is no wall.
The Yiquan Gang dug a canal to divert water from the Cao River, and built a small dock here, with many small boats floating on the small river.
"Damn it, why is there no record of such important information in the Blood Clothes Hall?" Li Xin'an cursed in his heart, but he realized after a moment that all he had been looking at was the information from the Iron Flag Sect, and this place was originally
He belongs to the Righteous Boxing Gang.
He didn't read any information about the Righteous Fist Gang.
Li Xin'an walked along the small river towards its downstream. From a distance, she could see people carrying sacks on the small pier and walking towards a small yard opposite the pier.
A dozen tall Iron Flag Sect disciples were patrolling there with knives. There was a row of willows planted beside the wall next to the river. It was early autumn, and the willows had not yet shed their branches and buds, which happened to provide Li Xin'an with a hiding place.
So, he jumped onto the wall, and under the cover of the willows, moved cautiously towards the courtyard.
Someone was patrolling below with a knife. After dodging several Iron Banner disciples, Li Xin'an suddenly jumped onto a big tree next to him. He carefully raised his head and through the trees, he could see an Iron Banner on the wall.
Disciple.
And on the roof of the room in the courtyard, there are more.
"Why are there people up there? What kind of medicine is Song Yuanfeng selling in his gourd?" Li Xin'an cursed secretly. This courtyard is so heavily guarded. No matter what Song Yuanfeng is hiding, what's in the sack is definitely not ordinary.
He pulled out a black needle from his hair, pointed it at the Iron Flag Sect disciple on the wall, and flicked it lightly.
The black needle went straight into the disciple's neck. It seemed to have no effect. He still stood there.
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But he no longer moved around. Visible to the naked eye, the disciple's face became as dark as ink.
Li Xin'an followed the same method, and five more needles popped out. The five Iron Flag Sect disciples on the roof were exactly the same as the one before.
Li Xin'an breathed a sigh of relief and was glad that he had brought this thing with him when he went out.
Thousand Dry Needles, a method used by the Five Poison Cult in Southern Xinjiang, was learned by the Blood Clothes Hall when the imperial court was conquering the rebellion in Southern Xinjiang. It can shut down a person's movements, five senses and qi. It is not fatal and will return to normal within an hour. However, the Five Poison Cult
A little gadget.
Seeing that no one looked up from below, Li Xin'an jumped to the wall, bypassed the Iron Flag Sect disciple whose body had turned pitch black, and dodged to the roof again.
He gently lifted up a tile and poked a finger-wide hole through the thatch. Li Xin'an couldn't see anything, but all he could see were gray sacks.
In the blind corner of his vision, there were two people talking. Li Xin'an couldn't see it, but judging from their voices, one of them was Song Yuanfeng.
"Mr. Yang, this batch of goods totals forty-five bags, and they are all here."
"Not bad, everything is quite detailed."
"At that time, the proceeds from twelve bags will belong to Mr. Yang."
"Haha, Master Song is too polite. Yang is just a concierge, how dare you accept..."
As they talked, the two people moved away and closed the door with a bang. With the rustling sound of locking, there was no more movement inside.
Li Xin'an poked his head out and saw Song Yuanfeng and the Yang Mansion's concierge walking out of the courtyard. Then the Iron Flag Sect disciples guarding outside also locked the courtyard door.
There were only two disciples left in the courtyard guarding the door of the house.
Li Xin'an turned over and climbed off the roof, landing in front of the house door. Before the two Iron Flag Sect disciples could react, their eyes blurred as a man in black appeared out of thin air in front of them.
The two were about to draw their swords when Li Xin'an's hands touched their temples like lightning. The two Iron Flag Sect disciples groaned and fell back softly.
Li Xin'an hugged the two of them, gently put them down on the ground, and then groped around them, but did not find the key.
"Yes, for such an important thing, Song Yuanfeng must have kept the key with him. How could it be handed over to a disciple?" Li Xin'an helplessly picked up a knife from the ground, pointed the tip of the knife at the keyhole, and used a slight force to remove the key.
The copper lock immediately fell into pieces.
Li Xin'an pushed the door open, and the smell of decay hit her face. It seemed that this room had not been used for a long time. Looking at the gray sacks piled into a hill, Li Xin'an quickly stepped forward and inserted a knife into it.
A big hole suddenly appeared on the sack, and white particles flowed down. Li Xin'an picked up a few particles, brought them to his mouth, and tapped them lightly with the tip of his tongue.
There's something wrong with this smell!
Li Xin'an's face suddenly changed, this is salt!
In an instant, he understood everything.
Li Xin'an didn't have time to think too much and left. She didn't even have time to close the door. She jumped onto the wall and went straight to the banquet in the front yard.
We must leave here immediately and tell Li Chu about this immediately!
The banquet was not over yet. Many people were very drunk. One after another, people took the place of the drunken people. Li Xin'an rushed into the front yard, but did not see the two of them in their seats.
Murong Bai's shadow.
Song Hui beside him is also missing.
Li Xin'an stabilized his heaving chest, walked to the man who told him the identity of Yang Mansion's concierge, and asked: "I dare to ask, brother, have you seen the young man in white who came with me?"
The big man was already drunk. He raised his head and smiled at Li Xin'an: "Oh, it's my little brother. Your companion was drunk and was taken down to rest by Miss Song Hui."
"Drunk? How is that possible!" Li Xin'an couldn't believe it. That day, he and Murong Bai drank together. They each drank no less than five jars of Tianxianglou's fine wine. Murong Bai looked as if he was not drunk as usual, and he was better than himself.
Drink, how long had he been there, how could he be drunk!
The big man squinted and said, "Why, you don't believe it. If you don't believe it, little brother, come and try it. The fine wine at Tieqimen will definitely make you want to come back. Come on, drink it!" As he spoke, he took Li Xin'an's hand and picked up a bottle.
The bowl of wine was brought to his mouth.
Li Xin'an wanted to turn around and leave, but his hand was held tightly by the big man and he couldn't break free. He twisted the hand impatiently, only to hear a "click", and the big man held his wrist and started to cry.
It was so shaken that it was dislocated.
He quickly left the chaotic banquet and went to the concierge. He told the people inside that he wanted to leave and wanted "Baihong" back. But Li Xin'an saw that Murong Bai's red sheath sword "Fengming" was also placed there.
Then he asked: "Brother, that sword belongs to my companion. He stayed drunk at the Iron Flag Gate and asked me to take the sword back. Can you give me that sword too?"
The concierge said with a deadpan smile: "That's not okay. Our Iron Flag Gate has rules. Anyone who comes to
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Guests at the banquet must take away their own things by themselves. If he stays here drunk, we will keep it until he wakes up. Sir, please forgive me."
Li Xin'an nodded silently and walked out of Iron Flag Gate, but did not go in the direction of Huangsun Mansion. Instead, he went to Jinding Gate and the mouth of Caohe.
He wanted to find out why Murong Bai was taken away by Song Hui. Could it be that his true identity was exposed?
That's not right. If that's the case, it's only right that Murong Bai should treat him well.
The Cao River is not far from Iron Flag Gate. Li Xin'an walked downstream along the Cao River. At a dock, he discovered the small river dug out by the Righteous Fist Gang.
More than a dozen Iron Flag Sect guards armed with knives were guarding the diversion. Li Xin'an couldn't go in head-on for a while, so he had to go around in a big circle, go up to a tall building by the river, and jump where the Iron Flag Sect guards couldn't see him.
It went down, and then disappeared like a snake among the swaying willows by the river.
It stands to reason that the place along the water should be bustling with activity, but along this small river, no common people were seen along the way. The disciples of the Iron Flag Sect found quite a few, and Li Xin'an put them away one by one, which cost a lot of money.
time.
He started to rush forward with all his strength, and soon he could faintly see the pier in the backyard. Li Xin'an looked from a distance and saw a mess there. They must have discovered the few people on the roof who had been fixed with Qianku needles.
personal.
They were in chaos, which happened to fulfill Li Xin'an's wishes.
Li Xin'an moved over quietly, hiding in a big tree and moving his body slowly. The person on the roof was lifted down, the courtyard door was also wide open, and a man ran out from inside and said in a panic:
"Go to the door owner quickly!"
Two people left quickly, and the rest helped the injured people and left with them. Only four people were left in front of the pier.
"What should we do? If such a big thing happens, we will be killed by the sect master, right?"
"Then let's run away."
"Escape? How to escape! Our parents, wives, and children are all inside the door. The owner of the door knows us very well. If we run away, what will they do? Besides, even if we run away, where can we go?"
"But we can't just wait here to die!"
"Perhaps the sect master shows mercy and doesn't kill us?"
"What are you thinking! If nothing else, we're lucky this time, but it's a secret! Rumor has it that the sect owner will lose his head, do you think he will be merciful and let us go?"
One person collapsed on the ground and murmured: "It's over. Those injured brothers may be fine, but the few of us guarding outside are dead! That damn thief had the guts to sneak into the Iron Flag Gate. Why?
You don’t have the guts to hurt us too!”
"Oh? Do you really want me to hurt you?" Li Xin'an jumped down from the tree and walked towards the four of them openly.
Listening to their words, Li Xin'an thought of a good idea.
Since they had discovered the sale of illicit salt in Tieqimen, Song Yuanfeng would definitely be prepared. Once the illicit salt was transferred, there was no reason for Li Chu to lead people to seal it down.
But what if there are four witnesses?
"Who are you?" The four people who were still dejected and worried about their own lives and deaths just now pulled out their swords and pointed them at him.
"I am the person you are looking for, and I am also the person who can save you!" Li Xin'an smiled.
"Don't rush to kill me yet. I heard clearly what you said before." Li Xin'an easily deflected the knife that was coming at him and pushed it out with a palm, knocking the man back and hitting the other three people.
The individual suddenly fell to the ground.
"You are afraid that Song Yuanfeng will kill you. I am here to give you a way to survive."
"What's the way to survive?" The man who was knocked away by his palm clutched his chest and gritted his teeth.
"Follow me and expose the Iron Flag Gate!"
The four of them were stunned. The person who had spoken earlier sneered: "Hey, what kind of god are you? You actually dare to attack our Iron Flag Sect."
Li Xin'an smiled and said: "You know, selling illegal salt is a capital crime!"
"So what? Do you know who is behind our Iron Flag Gate?"
"It's just Yang Guozhong. No matter how powerful he is, doesn't he still rely on the emperor for his livelihood?" Li Xin'an shrugged. His backer was the emperor's grandson Li Chu, so he was naturally not afraid.
"And don't forget, that is the backer of Iron Flag Gate, not your backer."
"Hmph! The Iron Flag Sect has shown us great kindness. We are born as members of the Iron Flag Sect..."
"You are willing to die as a ghost under Song Yuanfeng?" Li Xin'an shouted, "I have said, I am here to give you a way to survive. If you don't listen to me, you will either die in Song Yuanfeng's hands or in my hands. I don't have time.
I'm here to slowly persuade you, whether you want to follow me or not, I'll give you a warm word."
The man sneered: "I can see it. You want to use our transportation of smuggled salt to bring down the Iron Flag Gate, but you can't take away the dozens of bags of physical evidence, so you want to use a few of us as witnesses."
!Hehe, we will not be stupid enough to listen to you, you want to kill me? Come on, you kill..."
Li Xin'an drew his sword with a cold face, and "White Rainbow" flashed across his neck. The man fell to the ground and died happily.
The other three people didn't seem to expect that Li Xin'an would kill the man so quickly and neatly, and they were stunned for a moment.
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Are you three alive or dead?"
The three of them looked at each other, their desire to live overpowering their attachment to Iron Flag Gate, "Hero, we are willing to go with you, but our wives, children, and children are still at Iron Flag Gate. If we leave, I'm afraid they..."
"That's easy to say." Li Xin'an smiled and said, "Come on, tell me first where your lady Song Hui's room is."