Regarding the fact that Jiang Yuesheng doesn't like to use his brain, what he said is inaccurate.
It’s not that Ergou doesn’t use his brain. If you want to compare him with someone, he always competes with Third Brother, which definitely makes him appear to be brainless.
It was like the third brother had been walking behind Chu Qing and He Mowen, because he had a small, exquisite crossbow smeared with poison in his sleeve.
He Mowen and Chu Qing were walking together. There was a distance of half a meter between them, not side by side.
There is half a meter between them, and the third brother is half a meter away from them.
With just this half-meter distance, the third brother can guarantee that if He Mowen suddenly gets angry, his left arm can block Chu Qing's sword, and at the same time, his right arm can shoot a crossbow arrow at the back of He Mowen's neck.
Fu San is like this a lot of the time, he doesn't say anything, he doesn't make any noise.
He Mowen came to Beijing alone, without Tan Ma following him. He said his name was He Mowen. Is he really He Mowen, the leader of the Three Hidden Sects?
I didn't say anything or make it public because I was afraid that if He Mowen was really He Mowen, he would lose face.
After entering the government office, under the leadership of Chu Qing, He Mowen opened the door to the backyard.
Zhao Baodan was meditating, and He Jizhen was lying on the bed, fast asleep.
Zhao Baodan opened his eyes slightly, took a closer look, and said in an uproar, "Master?"
At the sound of "Master", He Jizhen, who was sleeping soundly, turned over and muttered: "How many times have I tried to deceive the Taoist Master?"
Zhao Baodan quickly stood up and saluted, very respectfully.
He Mowen smiled and nodded, then walked in and looked at He Jizhen, who was turning over to sleep, with a loving look on his face, and then he almost kicked He Jizhen into the wall.
"Old bastard, how dare you make a sneak attack..."
He Jizhen, who was in great pain, was furious. He turned around and saw his own father, with a dull look on his face: "Dad?"
He Mowen cursed: "You can only sleep and sleep all day long, and you can't do it with nothing but food and wine?"
He Jizhen quickly got up: "Dad, why did you come in person?"
He Mowen turned his head and looked at Fu San, then moved his eyes downward a little, looking at the sleeves of the third brother, his smile remained the same.
The third brother didn't say anything and just gave a salute.
Chu Qing seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the third brother's sleeves, then stepped out and closed the door.
The moment the door was closed, the sound of "fighting" came from the room again.
Chu Qing suddenly thought of his father and shook his head: "Let's go. I haven't seen my family for many years. They reunited and had people bring food and drinks. It's time for us to get down to business."
After saying that, the three of them walked towards the main hall. Jiang Yuesheng looked curious: "Third brother, why did Master He and His Excellency look at your sleeves just now?"
The third brother ignored him.
Jiang Yuesheng kept chattering: "Did you hide something good? Take it out so that I can be healthy."
The third brother still ignored him.
Jiang Yuesheng directly hugged Fu San from behind, like a tree and a bear. He had to reach for his sleeves, but the third brother couldn't shake him off.
Chu Qing laughed dumbly and walked forward minding his own business.
The third brother had a look of disgust on his face, but he refused to reveal the delicate crossbow fixed on his wrist.
"When I was not in Jingzhong, no one was causing trouble in Jingzhong."
Chu Qing walked out of the government office, his face getting colder and colder: "Not long after I came back, not only did I dare to assassinate the guests invited by the commander-in-chief, but I also dared to do it outside the capital and at the feet of the emperor. This is completely disrespectful to me.
ah."
The third brother turned back to Jiang Yuesheng who was tugging on his sleeve and said, "Don't make trouble, call some good guys."
"Aren't you going to go to the flower boat?"
"National Preceptor, Buddhism, Assassination, King You."
Jiang Yuesheng was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank, and he blew the whistle to call for someone to go.
Yes, King You mentioned the matter of the national preceptor. The national preceptor came from the Buddhist sect, and the Buddhist sect assassinated He Mowen. Now, it is King You that everyone wants to see.
King You was looking for a prince and asked for the empty post of national counselor. It was obvious that he hoped for the rise of Buddhism.
The three masters of the Hidden Sect were assassinated all the way. The Buddhist disciples did this because they were afraid of the rise of Taoism.
There is no such coincidence in the world, and the essence of this matter, the cause of everything, is Chu Qing. The Buddhists who Chu Qing suppressed at the beginning are now the ones he invites from the three hidden sects to Beijing, so
This means that the Buddhists who have been driven into panic may be able to take action against Chu Qing.
In Jiang Yuesheng's eyes, all Tanma's skills were similar, and there was no saying who was a good player and who was not, so all Tanma in the government office were brought along.
Outside the government office, Chu Qing was riding on a horse, waiting patiently.
He is not afraid of embarrassment, losing his life is more terrible than embarrassment.
To give a simpler example, in later generations, a CEO who owned five houses and a listed company in Shanghai accidentally bumped into an old bachelor wearing a large underpants vest and holding a cigarette in his mouth.
The old bachelor's face was straight, he was swearing loudly, and he was about to take action while holding up a bottle of wine.
So under normal circumstances, the boss will laugh and apologize, no matter whether he is right or wrong, because he can't do it, it has nothing to do with his quality, it's just because he can't do it.
He wears a long sword on his waist, a short sword in his boots, a quiver on his back, and a long bow on his shoulder. Thirty detective horses protect Chu Qing in the middle, and thirty more detective horses change into common people's clothes and stand outside.
Just as Chu Qing was about to pinch the horse's belly, a horse jumped out of the government office and thrust its big head against the horse under Chu Qing's crotch.
"Want to take a walk?"
Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry as he got off his horse and changed to Ping'er.
Ping'er has a very weird temper. She usually doesn't let anyone ride her, so she walks around by herself. When she walks around the capital, she has to be guarded by Tan Ma.
Perhaps because of the cold, or perhaps because she didn't like Beijing and couldn't run around, Ping'er spent most of the time sleeping soundly in the stable.
But sometimes when Chu Qing or his friends go out, Ping'er will come out like crazy and give you face to let you ride for a while.
The large group of people left the government office and headed straight for Liuhe.
At this time, in the private room in the backyard of the Yamen Office, He Mowen, Zhao Baodan, and He Ji were really feasting.
The food and wine were just delivered and placed on the table.
Looking at He Mowen again, he still had the fairy-like appearance just now. He was sitting on a bench with one foot on the stool, holding a wine pot in his left hand and a roasted chicken in his right hand, taking a sip of wine and a mouthful of meat.
Very beautiful.
"After a long journey, wind and snow all the way, the blind old bald donkey still wants to assassinate the leader of this sect."
He Mowen spit out the chicken bones and said fiercely: "This is not taking our three peaks seriously!"
He Jizhen poured a glass of wine for He Mowen, with a violent expression on his face: "Tell the disciples that the temple will be slaughtered!"
Zhao Baodan looked anxious: "No."
He Mowen took a deep look at Zhao Baodan, half-smiling but not smiling: "Junior brother and Zhen'er, how come they fell to each other? I still thought that if you wanted to shout and kill, Zhen'er would stop this sect leader."
Zhao Baodan smiled bitterly: "Master, Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, Jianghu is about human relations. Let Mr. Chu handle this matter. He has the final say in Jingzhong."
"It's not about fighting or killing, it's about human nature?"
He Mowen put down his wine glass and the drumstick in his hand and stared at Zhao Baodan: "This makes sense."
Zhao Baodan's old face turned red.
This was what Fu San said to him back then. The original words were, Bao Dan'er, times have changed. The world is not about fighting and killing, but about human nature.
He Mowen suddenly asked in a confused manner: "How is this person doing?"
"The variable, the dragon and the phoenix among the people, broke the situation."
He Mowen looked at He Jizhen again and repeated: "How is this person?"
He Jizhen showed a smile: "If the child enters the world, I am willing to follow him."
"The Dao Sect is prosperous, okay?"
Zhao Baodan and He Jizhen nodded at the same time: "Yes."
He Mowen grabbed the wine bottle again, drained it in one gulp, and wiped his mouth, like a bandit.
"This wine is strong and good, hahahaha."
After finishing speaking, He Mowen patted his sore knee and said, "The master of this sect will stay in the capital for a while. Maybe the man named Chu will return to the capital to avenge that one-shot attack."
Zhao Baodan and He Jizhen looked at each other, both looking like they were hesitant to speak.
They felt that if He Mowen stayed in the capital just to wait for Chu Wensheng to return to the capital to avenge his broken leg, they might as well leave as soon as possible, because in ten or twenty years, He Mowen would
Mo Wen had to say that he wanted to avenge the two arrows from back then.
