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Shi Xiaoxiao has good understanding and talent. He was accidentally picked up by Artai when he was traveling in Nanli. He accepted him as his disciple but did not include him in the door.
The Great Thunder Sound Platform is not a Buddhist pure land, it is just a tool used by the Imperial Master to control the world. Artai has been following the Imperial Master all year round, so how could he not see through this level. So he did not take him back to Jingcheng, and let him go after everything was arranged.
Stay in Nanli to practice.
Also because he did not want Lingxiu's disciples to be tainted by Da Leiyintai, Atai did not reveal the matter of Nali's acceptance of disciples at all.
The master and the apprentice had little affection when they met, but they were not shallow. They devoted a lot of effort to this proud apprentice, Artai. Shi Xiaoxiaoneng became famous at a young age and achieved great things, all thanks to the cultivation of his mentor. Artai died in order to protect the successor of his benefactor. This is
He chose it himself, with no regrets. Shi Xiaoxiao would not care, but in whose hands he died, Shi Xiaoxiao took it very seriously...
Shi Xiaoxiao stopped talking nonsense and stood up to leave. As soon as he left, Er Sha came over again and said, "Mr. Song, I was walking around the door just now and met a girl named Ye Feifei. She asked me to pass a message to you.
Words: The sooner the better!”
Song Yang laughed angrily: "What should be done as soon as possible?"
Er Sha was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled: "Go find her sister."
Song Yang cheered up, patted Er Sha on the shoulder, and immediately went out and went straight to Luoshuang Pavilion. The three masterminds, Li Mingji, Gu Zhaojun and Mr. Bo, were all there. Song Yang sat down and got straight to the point: "What's the matter?"
Li Mingji's face was cold, but his eyes flashed with excitement: "Tan Guide sent a letter this morning, and he is going to take action."
Song Yang was stunned: "So fast?"
"It's not a formal rebellion. It's just a brief attack first. It's better to directly raise troops in the capital. If you can kill Hun Jun, it's best. If you can't kill him, you'll give him a slap in the face." Lao Gu said with a smile: "The old commander has already instigated the rebellion.
A capital imperial army... This old fox didn't leave Jingcheng even after being picked up by his cronies. The tree's roots were deep and withered but it didn't die. This truth is indeed true. The Duke of Zhen Guo has been 'dead' for so long, but he is still loyal to him.
At least he will be cleared out of Jingcheng. I didn’t expect that he would be able to mobilize the imperial army as soon as he came back alive."
Mr. Bo smiled and nodded to Song Yang: "Hello, uncle, I would like to say hello to you." After being polite, he returned to the topic: "Originally, I thought he would have to arrange it for three to five years before he had a chance.
Start, I was shocked when I first heard Mr. Li saying that he was going to start immediately. But when I thought about it, it was actually quite normal."
Mr. Bo was as wordy as ever and his voice was unhurried: "Brother, think about it, how old is this Tan Guide? How many more years can he live? And his old Tan family, all the decent children and grandchildren have been eliminated.
, the rest are wimps who cannot afford to pay, and are rebellious sons who sell their fathers for glory, which can be regarded as the last descendants. People who are buried under the loess, have no decent children behind them, have no time and no scruples, how can they return?
If you have the patience to raise it for a few years, you might die before the decoration is completed. If it were me in his place, I would be able to do it for a while, but at worst I would arrange it at the same time."
Song Yang smiled and nodded: "Did he say when he would take action?"
Mr. Bo responded: "Didn't Mr. Gu just say that Tan Guide's plan this time is: even if he can't kill Hun Jun, he will at least slap Jingtai in the face. Mr. Gu, please think about it, when will you raise your troops and let this man be punished?
The loudest slap?"
Song Yang reacted immediately: "September 8, the first-level competition time?"
"My uncle is a great talent..." Mr. Bo's flattery immediately followed. However, Tan Guide raised his troops at night, firstly because it was easier to create chaos at night; and more importantly, because of the value of his troops.
Due to the arrangement, it is difficult to do much during the day.
Song Yang laughed, certainly not because of any pretentious flattery. He changed the subject and asked the three thieves: "Where is our fire? Can it be ready in twenty days?" It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.
There are only more than twenty days left until September 81st grade.
Gu Zhaojun laughed: "You think so too?" The other two people also smiled at the same time, obviously everyone thought of the same place.
Song Yang smiled and nodded: "Some people fight, some rebel, and if someone sets a fire again, it will be so lively."
Li Mingji no longer kept a straight face and said with a smile: "All preparations are going smoothly now. As long as there are no big surprises, the prosperous September 8th will not escape. In addition, the three of us discussed it before you came.
One thing," Li Mingji restrained his smile and couldn't help but lower his voice: "I heard that there is a group of elite monk soldiers stationed in the Great Thunder Sound Platform... Didn't you ask us to help you think about the most appropriate way to use the decree?"
Song Yang was surprised and happy. If he could rely on a decree to make the monks and soldiers of Da Leiyintai come out to cause trouble, September 8th would really be a success.
Gu Zhaojun poured some cold water on him in time: "This is just an idea, it is not easy to accomplish. The Great Thunder Sound Tower is much harder to fool than the Xumi Temple; sending troops to rebel is more serious than taking away a prisoner.
What’s more, in Leiyin Taichung, there will be the real confidants of the Imperial Preceptor sitting in charge. In addition, there is a bit of trouble: how the Imperial Preceptor controls his subordinates, and we don’t understand the various responsibilities and positions of his confidants. We want to write about it.
It is too difficult to hide a decree that can be concealed from the sky."
After a brief analysis of the matter by Gu, there was almost no feasible hope. Song Yang was not too disappointed. He lowered his head to think for a moment and looked at Gu Zhaojun: "This last one... I know a person who should be interested in Da Leiyin.
Taiwan knows better and may be able to help us." The person he was talking about was Shi Xiaoxiao.
"Oh?" Gu Zhaojun was very interested: "In this case, this matter can only be discussed. Make an appointment with your friends someday and let's talk. At least... there will be no harm in understanding more about Da Leiyin Taiwan."
He didn't even ask, "Is this person reliable?" Since Song Yang mentioned this person, it was enough to show his trust.
As for Song Yang's suggestion of "knowing someone who knows Leiyintai", the one who reacted the most was Mr. Bo. When he was Chang Tingwei, he was responsible for investigating the Imperial Preceptor, and gained almost nothing. From this, he also understood the Imperial Preceptor.
The people and organization under the master are really airtight and watertight. Song Yang was surprised to find an insider. He said with a smile: "My uncle's hands and eyes are very good, and he knows a lot of people...
"
Just as he said this, a clear ringing sound suddenly rang in the room. No one else thought anything, except Li Mingji's face suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Warning, something has happened."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feifei stepped into the house and said, "More than a dozen people secretly surrounded the building. Their origin is unknown, but they looked like they were being arrested based on their behavior."
An arrest is nothing, but no one dares to take it lightly. Li Mingji looked solemn. She had already prepared the relevant officials from the Criminal Department in Beijing. If there was any action, they would definitely get the news in advance. The other party came unexpectedly, so there were only two of them.
Possibly, one is that officials from other provinces cross the border and steal prisoners; the other situation is much more serious...
But at this moment, the ringing started again, and the opponent had quietly invaded Luoshuang Pavilion. Ye Feifei asked the master: "Do you want to take it down?"
Li Mingji shook his head: "You have to take a look and figure out who they are coming for." After saying that, he turned his bright eyes and smiled charmingly at the three men in the room: "If we really fight, you three must remember to protect me.
This woman."
If the other party was really prepared to arrest the rebels, they would not be able to leave now. The three of them were quite calm. Gu Zhaojun was the first to smile and cupped his hand in his sleeve: "I can't hold it in my hand."
If you come out, you can't fight."
Mr. Bo shrugged his shoulders. He had no neck to begin with. When his shoulders were raised, his chin almost melted into his chest: "I was injured not long ago, and now it's hard to breathe."
Song Yang smiled: "I'm fine. I'll try to run away first and avenge you later."
At this time, footsteps sounded, and they kicked in the door without even knocking. A strong old man of Huajian age entered the house, raised his hand and showed his arrest badge, and shouted in a deep voice: "The officer is handling the case, only one
, no one else can act rashly!" After saying that, he turned to Gu Zhaojun: "Traitor, the case has been revealed."
Li Mingji and Fatty Silk looked at each other. They both seemed very happy. They sat back down and watched with a smile how Gu Zhaojun tried to evade.
Gu Zhaojun looked at the old agent, shook his head and said: "You have to tell me why, otherwise even if I want to go with you, my friend won't agree." The old agent turned back and glared at several other people in the room, Li Mingji.
He chuckled: "I also want to know what crime he committed and ask the official to fulfill it."
The old detective put his hand into his arms, and when he opened his palm, a ring was displayed in his palm. The most eye-catching thing was that there were two gemstones, one red and one black, shining brightly against each other: "You must have made this thing."
Song Yang had the impression that it was one of the relics of Imperial Physician You.
Gu Zhaojun's expression did not change, but his eyes dimmed suddenly. It was not fear or panic, but disappointment...disappointment in himself. The family had failed and the road was narrow. If he had dealt with these shady treasures before, he would never have been able to do so.
It will not be tracked by officials.
The old detective turned over his hand to take back the ring and stared into Gu Zhaojun's eyes: "This is stolen goods, where did you get it?"
Gu Zhaojun moved his lips, but unexpectedly the other party raised his hand and stopped what he was saying. Before the old agent finished speaking, he was a little confused: "Keep this in mind, you only have one chance to explain the source of the stolen goods carefully.
...If what you say is right, I will not bring you to justice. Mr. Xie Jiu keeps his word." After saying that, as if that was not enough, he pointed at Gu Zhaojun's face and said in a more serious tone: "There is only one chance."
After the old catcher finished speaking, Mr. Bo beside him was stunned: "Are you Xie Jiu?"
Mr. Xie Jiu glanced sideways and glanced at the toad-like fat man: "You know me? That would be better. I advise your friends to tell the truth."
Master Xie Jiu is quite famous among the criminals of the Yan State, having solved numerous major cases. He was honored as the face of the Golden Palace more than ten years ago, and was awarded the gold medal by the gods. However, this person has no interest in officialdom and just likes to solve cases.
Wherever there was a murder or a major crime, he would be happy from the bottom of his heart...
Mr. Bo chuckled: "I can't persuade him. If Master Gu is willing to listen to me, I will first ask him to give me one hundred thousand taels of silver."
Gu Zhaojun also smiled, looking at Xie Jiu with an unusually kind look, but his voice was as cold as if it had been soaked in yellow spring water for ninety-nine years: "Put off the finger you used to point at me, and I will give it to you."
It’s a good idea to die without touching your family.”
The man surnamed Gu has his own style. Even if the family fails, not everyone can point their finger at him.