Chapter 668: The Twelve Flying Immortals of Dunhuang (for Lan Lan...)
After listening to Liu Mingzhi's words, Li Yugang glanced around the hall of Penglai Pavilion: "Get up and answer!"
"Thank you Minggong!"
Hearing that Liu Mingzhi still called him Ming Gong, Li Yugang knew that Liu Mingzhi still remembered the friendship of the past, and looked at Liu Mingzhi who was fully armored and wearing a powerful general's armor with regret: "Three days apart, I treat each other with admiration, and the former dandy also
I can take on the big banner on my own! Two years go by so fast!"
"Ming Gong, no matter who this boy is, he is still your old friend!"
Kong Dao, who followed Li Yugang in, was surprised when he saw Young Master Liu chatting and laughing with Li Yugang. He had been an official in Jinling for a year and he really didn't know that Liu Mingzhi and Li Yugang still had such a relationship.
How many people would envy me to have such a relationship with my brother today?
"Where's Mother Jiang?"
"He has been detained by the boy and sent to Longwuwei's camp to await disposal!"
Li Yu's mood that had just calmed down increased again: "I'm confused, Penglai Pavilion is different from Qixiu Pavilion of Yanyu Pavilion. This is the Jiaofang Division. Although Jiang E is the brothel's old madam, she is also the seventh-grade master of the brothel who is being granted the title by the imperial court. Who asked you to
He was detained without authorization!"
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the corpses of the seven blue-robed men: "Ming Gong, it is an indisputable fact that there are bandits in Penglai Pavilion. This kid has the Shang Fang Horse-killing Sword given by His Majesty in his hand, let alone a small seventh-grade man.
Boss, even the fifth-grade Zhongzhou Sima boy has the right to kill first and report later. There is a gangster in Penglai Pavilion. I will detain him to the camp for interrogation. It is not beyond the limit!"
Li Yugang looked at Young Master Liu in astonishment: "You are here to suppress bandits. Why did the emperor give you Shang Fang's horse-killing sword?"
"This kid doesn't know. Maybe His Majesty has a deeper meaning!"
Li Yugang looked at the hundreds of brothel women and Longwu guards in Penglai Pavilion: "Come here with me!"
Liu Mingzhi sighed and followed Li Yugang to a corner of the hall and sat down: "I wonder if Mr. Ming can give me some advice?"
Li Yugang looked at Young Master Liu complicatedly: "Boy, this Jiang E has some friendship with me. How about I forgive her for once for my sake? In fact, you and I both know that there are no White Lotus Sect traitors in Penglai Pavilion.
As for the few people who died, they were just encountered by accident, how about selling me some thin noodles?"
Liu Mingzhi's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect that Li Yugang's intuition was so sharp, but Jiang's mother and those thugs had to die.
If I gave Li Yugang face and let Mother Jiang go, how could I comfort Ruyi's spirit in heaven?
A teenage girl, who was not very experienced in the world, was beaten to death with sticks because of her kindheartedness. Mother Jiang would have a bad conscience for the rest of her life if she let her go.
His Ruyi corpse covered with scars flashed in his mind. Liu Mingzhi's eyes showed a firm look. He looked at Li Yugang and shook his head: "Ming Gong, it's not that I don't want to give you face. It's because I have no other choice in public. I gave it to you."
It’s face, but it’s hard for everyone to prevent it. If it reaches His Majesty’s ears, he will not be able to live with it if he is accused of not doing things well!"
Li Yugang squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Mingzhi with a trace of displeasure: "Boy, you really don't want to give me this thin noodles. I have heard about the wishful things. Jiang E told me about this matter and asked me to be a middleman to negotiate a deal.
There was this misunderstanding, but you were delayed by the Jin Dynasty scholar Zi Zhan, and you went directly to the capital. I thought this matter had been settled, but I didn't expect that your resentment was so great!"
"Ming Gong, I definitely didn't surround Penglai Pavilion for this matter. In fact, I sent troops after receiving reliable information that Penglai Pavilion was harboring a traitor boy. It's very difficult to deal with a boy like you!"
Li Yugang slammed the table, and when he saw everyone's eyes, he seemed to have to lower his voice: "Boy, you and I both know the whole story of this matter. There is no need for you to pretend to be confused for me. If you still recognize me as my old friend, just
Give me a thin noodle, let Jiang E go, and leave those thugs at your disposal. You keep saying that there is a traitor named White Lotus in Penglai Pavilion. Where is the trace of the traitor?"
Liu Mingzhi's heart sank, he didn't expect Li Yugang to have a faint intention of falling out because of a mere Jiang's mother.
Did you sell a thin noodle to Li Yugang, or did you let down Ruyi's spirit in heaven?
From a realistic point of view, Ruyi, a dead brothel girl, has no value at all compared to Li Yugang.
From a conscience point of view, if Liu Mingzhi lets Mother Jiang go, he will suffer the condemnation of his conscience.
Values and conscience are a difficult choice to make.
Liu Mingzhi closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then took a deep breath: "Ming Gong, there is nothing I can do about it. It is an indisputable fact that there is a traitor named White Lotus in Penglai Pavilion!"
Li Yugang looked at Liu Mingzhi with a complicated expression: "Boy, I don't want our friendship to become estranged because of a dead brothel girl. Whether those who died are White Lotus bandits can be known by just opening their arms and taking a look. Are you sure?
Is this a step between the two of us?"
"Ming Gong, a mere brothel madam is not worth such a big fight, Ming Gong! How about we discuss it calmly?"
Liu Mingzhi still didn't want to break his face and hoped to try his best to persuade Li Yugang.
Li Yugang picked up the tea cup and gently stroked the lid: "As long as Jiang E is not executed, everything is easy to discuss!"
That's bullshit discussion. Young Master Liu was about to get up and leave when suddenly there was a cry of killing from the backyard.
Then the clanging sounds of more than ten kinds of musical instruments including pipa, guzheng, Xiao, flute and guqin were roughly estimated.
It's obviously a musical instrument, but the notes coming out actually have the meaning of murder.
Liu Mingzhi's expression changed, he looked at Li Yugang with excitement, and he quickly hurried forward while holding the Heavenly Sword.
Liu Mingzhi had just arrived at the hall and saw that the wooden door leading to the backyard suddenly shattered, and the bodies of many Longwuwei soldiers flew in through the broken gap.
After landing, he held his head and started to cry.
Cheng Kai covered his chest and stood up with blood on his mouth: "Commander, there are bandits!"
"Come here, take General Cheng and all the brothers down for treatment!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the backyard of Penglai Pavilion with a stern expression: "Who are you? Tell me your name! Are you planning to rebel when you attack the imperial army?"
"Picture of Misty Flying into the Sky, Twelve Women Conquer the City. The young general is so courageous. He opens his mouth and shuts up and makes the slave family and others wear the name of rebels!"
A clear and melodious voice came, making people feel like a refreshing breeze, but Liu Mingzhi did not dare to be careless at all.
Li Yugang also came over in surprise. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened in Penglai Pavilion!
"Jiang Lei!"
"The end is here!"
"Get these girls out!"
"The general will obey the order!"
Song Qing had been meditating ever since he heard the crisp and melodious voice. Mu Ran's eyes widened with a hint of surprise: "The Misty Flying Sky Picture, Twelve Women Allure the City. Twelve Flying Immortals in Dunhuang, Ganzhou!"
"Your Excellency is very knowledgeable!"
After reciting the Rebirth Mantra, Li Buyi also looked at the broken door curiously. He had naturally heard of the name of the Twelve Flying Immortals.
In other words, I have been fascinated by it for a long time.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the broken place carefully, and smelled the fragrant aroma. Walking out of the broken door was a woman in splendid clothes and a jade belt, holding various musical instruments in her arms.
The clothes dance with the wind and flutter like immortals. They are incomparably beautiful.
People can't help but feel that this girl only exists in heaven and can only be heard of in the human world.
He really lives up to the name of the Twelve Flying Immortals.
Looking up, Young Master Liu stared at the twelve people in stunned silence and almost lost his breath.
Song Qing, Li Yugang and a group of Longwu Guard officers who drew their swords also looked at the twelve old women of about sixty or seventy years old in astonishment. They really didn't expect that such a melodious, graceful and crisp voice came from one of these twelve old women.
One person's words.
Coupled with the fluttering clothes, the contrast is so great.
Twelve Flying Immortals, this is the Twelve Old Lady, okay?
Li Buyi even pulled out a few strands of his beard and dropped them to the ground with a thud.
"What a shame, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord Amitabha. Where did these twelve old onions come from! It blinds the wisdom of the wise!"