The emerald skirt rises in diagonal waves, and the embroidered shoes are fragrant.
The "One Reed Crossing the River" technique was performed under Tan Qing's feet, which gave him a more celestial and light feeling.
Yang Zhaoxi saw that she had unintentionally opened up the key point, and it was a good time to practice more frequently to become proficient in footwork, so he did not try to dissuade her. He just followed her speed and protected her along the way to prevent her inner breath from suddenly stagnating.
Astringent, unable to regain strength on the feet, causing the person to fall and flip over.
Although Tan Qing was a Taoist cultivator, his inner breath was weak. After walking around and around for a long time, he felt that it was difficult to continue. In addition, the pain at the incision on his calf became unbearable. He was still not exhausted, so he gradually reduced his inner breath and leg strength.
, stopped in front of a desolate ruins. I suddenly felt so comfortable and hearty!
Yang Chaoxi also stopped and listened to the sound of the evening drum in the distance, turning from slow to fast, then he cupped his fists towards Tan Qing and said: "Junior sister Qin! It's the third evening drum tour. I'll send you back first to take revenge.
Well, I can take care of it myself later."
Tan Qing shook his head, pursed his lips, clenched his fists tightly, and put on a stubborn posture, but refused to leave no matter what.
Yang Zhaoxi had no choice but to say again: "Yesterday, the 'Rushui Sword' was born, and I'm afraid the city has become unstable again recently. The stab wound on your leg has not healed, and you ran out again. If you don't come back at night again, wouldn't you be in a panic?"
Uncle Qin Shi and the others?"
Tan Qingming's eyes were stunned, and finally he was a little shaken, but he still said stubbornly: "But Ruona Guan Dashi City Mansion is deep and has evil intentions. No matter how you question Senior Brother Yang, he openly refuses to admit it, but secretly uses some quicklime
, Rosemary and other despicable methods will put you in danger..."
Yang Chaoxi immediately smiled: "Junior sister Qin, you are too smart in Guanli Zheng's thinking! He has been in the mountains for several years. If he really had such ruthless thoughts, he would have cut down the forest to build a stronghold and occupy the mountains as king.
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Tan Qing wanted to argue again, but he felt his chest tighten, and Yang Chaoxi had grabbed her by the back. Immediately, he was carrying her like a little chicken, and ran towards the south gate of Shenjiao Square.
Tan Qing suddenly felt embarrassed and couldn't help shouting: "Brother Yang! Let me go! I can walk by myself... If you don't let me go, I'm going to call someone! Someone is coming! Someone is coming! The flower picker is committing a crime...
…”
Several dull villagers turned their faces when they heard the sound. However, Yang Chaoxi moved too fast, but he only saw two afterimages, one green and one green, passing by in the shade of the trees beside the road. Immediately, there was "well-informed"
"The villagers screamed: "There is a monster! There is a monster! Run quickly!"
Immediately, they all turned around and fled in all directions, making Tan Qing extremely depressed.
Yang Zhaoxi rushed out of Shenjiao Square in one breath, then stopped, let go of Tan Qing's hand, and said with a straight face: "Junior Sister Tan, you can call me now. There are bad guys patrolling the city everywhere on this street.
Guard, not only can I catch thieves, but I can also protect you back home."
Qin cleaned up her skirt and shirt, and her pink face was dyed orange-red by the sunset: "Senior Brother Yang, please don't be angry! Isn't it okay for Qing'er to be obedient? There are friends from the Beggar Gang nearby to help, and they can do the same.
Please escort me back without bothering Senior Brother Yang to make another trip. Qing'er will send a message to them now."
After saying that, a red rope was pulled out from the pink neck, with a small bamboo whistle hanging on the end of the rope.
Holding the bamboo whistle between your lips, it makes a high-pitched and sharp sound, which can be heard very far in an instant. The whistle sound is short and long, which coincides with the rhyme of the festival, but it is the method of "bamboo sound communication" recently figured out by the Beggar Gang members. That is,
It can be used to call for companions, and can also be used to seek help in times of danger. It is most suitable for use in one shop or one market.
The whistle sounded several times, and sure enough, seven or eight beggars with pottery bowls in their left hands and short sticks in their right hands and ragged clothes slowly walked over from the east and west sides. Only then did Yang Chaoxi believe her words and hurriedly put the rubber mask on his face again. Go up, turn around and duck behind the pillar of the square gate: "Revenge should not be made public. I will not meet the brothers in the sect for now. Please tell me a place. After Yang has avenged this revenge, I can go and give you peace." .”
Tan Qing reluctantly said: "Senior brother, please be careful! Qing'er has been temporarily staying near the Lidefang Zoroastrian Temple, and his father has rented a courtyard there. If you come, you only need to find a Zoroastrian, identify yourself, and ask Then you will know.”
Yang Zhaoxi nodded, and suddenly retreated, retreating several feet. Immediately, he was like a kite, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared among a low and dilapidated house.
The morning drums sounded, golden light spread all over the place, and Luoyang City woke up early.
In the inner courtyard of Jingxing Posthouse, in front of Tianzi No. 1 guest house, two oil-walled carriages with brocade curtains and a flatbed carriage pulled by a team of mules and horses were lined up like long snakes. It shocked the people in the posthouse. Many officials are still sleeping soundly.
Some tea leaves, spices, wine pulp, silk cloth, porcelain, rice paper, copperware, medicinal materials, etc. purchased from Luoyang were stuffed into the caravan carrying the goods. It seemed that they were setting off from Luoyang. Go to other state capitals.
Not long after, the Prince of Yanmen County, Wei Bo Town Jiedushi Tian Chengsi, and Prince Consort Tian Hua, one master at a time, a loving father and a filial son, came out of the building together. Surrounded by the "Eight Heroes of Weizhou" and "He Shuo" "Twenty-eight Su" and others. Behind them were a group of Silla maids and Kunlun slaves who were purchased with a lot of money. Their hands and feet were all tied tightly with iron chains and connected into strings by ropes. They were escorted in the middle by the "Tianxiong Guards". He looked tired and silent.
Tian Chengsi turned his head, smiled and exchanged a few words with Tian Hua, and then boarded the first oil-walled carriage. Immediately, the curtains fell on all sides, and he no longer paid attention to the busy work of his staff and soldiers.
Tian Hua's originally cautious and humble expression suddenly relaxed, revealing his usual arrogance and domineering attitude. He immediately couldn't wait and got into another oil truck. As the curtains fell one after another, the sound of women's coquettish laughter suddenly came from the car. However, after a long time, the Tianxiong guards who were guarding the car heard Tian Hua in the car let out a powerless roar, followed by a loud whipping sound, mixed with faint sobs...
Wang Xuan and Dong Zhongting, who had been hiding in the Jingxing Posthouse all night, each led the remaining armored guards and bad guards, put on similar attire as the Tianxiong Guards, and mixed them into the Tianxiong Guards. Be prepared to follow the withdrawal.
The motorcade wound its way out of Jingxingfang soon, passed through the upper east gate, and headed northeast. Officials and people in the city who saw some doorways hid beside the road and pointed, and they all heard rumors about this Weibo Town Festival. The governor Tian Chengsi failed to seize the sword yesterday and felt that he had lost face, so he had to return in disgrace.
Tian Chengsi, who was sitting firmly in the oil-walled car, was naturally too lazy to argue with these ignorant people. He picked up a sapphire wine bottle and started drinking by himself. However, when someone rushed to the car to announce the itinerary, he He scolded me bloody through the curtain.
Now that we are returning to Weibo Town, the road is long and the traffic is slow, and there are many people and soldiers, so we are not very anxious. The motorcade stops at every post and rests when it gets dark. It feels a bit like traveling in the mountains and rivers.
After Tian Hua roared, he became unhappy. Although he was carrying his father behind his back, he had already ordered Ruan Jingjing to kidnap five or six beautiful dancers, tie them up and stuff them into the car for him to torture and have fun along the way. Unexpectedly, since That evening, after he was assassinated by an orchid dressed as a woman in the Jingxing Inn, the stupid thing in his crotch became helpless. No matter how coquettish and teasing these dancers were, they were all indifferent.
After being incompetent and furious, Tian Hua had no choice but to call Ruan Jingjing. Taking advantage of the silence of the night and the sparse crowds in the suburbs, he bound the hands and feet of these dancers, gagged their mouths, and threw them into the wilderness, leaving them to fend for themselves.
As for Tian Chengsi, it seems that he was caught in the rain and suffered some wind and cold on the day he took the sword. After leaving the city, in addition to arriving at the first two stations and getting out of the car to walk around, after hundreds of miles, he just huddled in the car,
He lazily refused to get out of the car. Everything he needed to eat, drink, and urinate was served by Xiong Qiantu and a few personal guards. This also saved the worried people from being affected by a lot of anger.
In the East Palace of Ziwei City, Prince Li Shi learned that Tian Chengsi had not said a word and ran back to Weibo Town in dejection. Even the "Tianxiong Guards" sent to guard the sword box in front of the Henan Mansion also quietly withdrew.
I went back. I couldn’t help but feel very happy!
After all, the conflict with Prime Minister Yuan Zai is at best a dispute within the court, and there are still many ways to resolve it. However, some vassal towns are rich in soldiers and food, ambitious, and do not listen to propaganda, which is a serious problem for the court! Especially "Heshuo"
"Three towns" were all governed by the Anshi generals who were in power at that time, and they were even more arrogant!
Today's saints are generous and only know how to tolerate, even marrying off royal princesses to show appeasement and win over.
Unexpectedly, the more the imperial court showed weakness and showed favor, the more unscrupulous these feudal towns became. Not only did they control the military service and taxation of a town, but they also held the power of appointing and removing officials in the town, just like a country within a country!
Now that Weibo Town failed to seize the sword and retreated in the face of difficulty, if the news reached the ears of the "Three Towns of Heshuo", wouldn't it indirectly increase the power of the imperial court and reduce the prestige of the three towns?
After having fun, Prince Li Shi cooked tea and wine, and held a rare grand banquet. He invited Li Changyuan, Gongsun Xuandong and other Taoist friends to the East Palace Hall. Needless to say, it was a feast for the guests and the host.
Imperial City Night Banquet...
The long night is silent and the summer insects chirp slightly.
The fluffy half of the moon finally dimmed again and merged behind the Western Mountain. The uneven edges and corners of the parapet on the north side also became blurred, seeming to blend into the quiet night, and gradually no boundaries could be discerned.
In a small house in Shenjiofang, the west wing was snoring loudly, and a woman's slightly annoyed murmurs could be heard from time to time, which seemed very peaceful.
The interior of the Zhengbei Hall is also dark. On the west side of the hall, several bamboo mats are connected to form a thin "partition wall". Behind the "partition wall" is the bedroom where the owner rests. In the bedroom, there is only an old bamboo couch and an
There was a rough wooden table and a bench full of insect holes. The oil lamp on the wooden table had already gone out, and the owner's heavy but steady breathing could be heard from the bamboo couch.
The night is always quiet.
The chirping of insects in the courtyard and the sound of cats outside the wall echoed each other, but they could not disturb the boundless silence.
The sound of the gong at the third watch was faint, coming from the south, and it was a bit ethereal. After a long time of ringing, the owner on the bamboo couch suddenly stopped breathing, and the sound of needle dropping could be heard in the bedroom, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold!
Dead silence and dead silence look at each other across the sky, and darkness and darkness confront each other intently.
For a moment, it seemed like nothing happened. But it seemed like all the planning had been noticed and exposed at this moment.
The host sighed heavily and then said slowly: "Is it Xi'er? Since you are here, let's come down and talk about it! Shibo has not seen you for many days!"
The words echoed in the quiet room, like ripples. No one answered in the darkness, it seemed like the host was talking in his sleep.
Suddenly, there was a soft sound of robes swinging in the darkness, and a dark shadow slowly fell from the beam, touching the ground silently, but the words were cold:
"Guan Shibo! It's so hard for you to hide this from me!"