Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

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On the second shift, Nanyuan Kagura Hou Mansion was lit up.

Wan Li and Lei Huan face the flower-drinking hall, pushing the cups and changing cups at the table of the four-legged eight-legged immortals of Gua Zilong, chatting and laughing.

In the hall, apricot-red sleeves fluttered in the air. Four dancers wore exotic costumes. Between the sequined **** and long skirts, flat and smooth abdomens were exposed. They were shaking their soft and boneless waists frequently. Tactfully chuo about.

The flower hall is fragrant and beautiful, and there are endless orchestral strings and bamboos around the beam.

After drinking another glass of wine, Manli’s white cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were narrowed, and the luster of his eyes was slightly misty:

"Wu Yong's work was unfavorable this time, and he almost made the Shenhou Mansion steal the chicken and lose the rice. Fortunately, you have to take care of the overall situation and reluctantly give up your love, so that the Dongchang and the court have nothing to do with the Wanjia."

Lei Huan raised his glass with a solemn expression:

"It's also that Wu Yong didn't live up to his temper, and his fate was dictated by the destiny, no one else."

Wan Li nodded his head acceptingly, and looked towards Lei Huan with his eyes light and fluttering:

"In the future, the Daoist will serve my family, and I will not be able to treat you badly. The Daoist who wants to come to Ping Mie Yinshan Rebellion will contribute a lot to his back. In the future, the Daoist will think about the Daoist."

Lei Huan smiled and said:

"It's easy to talk about it, the poor Taoist practitioners are not greedy for yellow and white things. It is your responsibility to share your worries and solve problems for Lord Hou, but..."

Lei Huan suddenly dropped his cup, his slightly drooping face gloomy and unclear, as if he wanted to talk but stopped.

Upon seeing this, Wan Li waved back to the dancing girl, leaning forward and asked Xiang Lei Huan:

"It's difficult for the leader, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it."

Lei Huan shook his head slowly, twisting his long eyebrows:

"Gu Flute is Hongzun's most proud disciple. His martial arts attainments are profound and he is accustomed to using the flute to inspire people's souls. How could he be sacked and killed by the East Factory so easily?"

"Gu Flute?"

Wan Li repeated, his expression puzzled.

Lei Huan hurriedly explained:

"Master Hou does not know that the leader of the rebellious party hidden in the Tomb of the Hidden Mountain is the'Gu Flute'. This person was adopted by Hongzun since he was a young boy. Because of his unique talent in music, he was killed by Hongzun. The flute skills. And this person’s life experience is mysterious, the mask never leaves his face, and ordinary people don’t know his true appearance and name. "Gu Flute" is still the name Hongzun gave him."

Wan Li's **** lightly held the wine glass, followed Lei Huan's remarks carefully, and said to himself in a deep voice:

"It is true that as the Daoist said, no one has seen Gu Flute's true appearance. The corpse that Leng Qingtang brought into the palace that day, there is no evidence that he is Gu Flute himself..."

Lei Huan answered:

"There is one other thing Pang Dao can't figure out yet. At that time, the black array of Swift Pagoda was broken, Pang Dao found a magnificent flute silver needle from the tower. That thing was originally the key to opening the Kunhuang Underground Palace and was extremely important.

Since Hongzun intended to pass the Gu Flute to his beloved apprentice, how could Dongchang Dark Guardian Tu Muxue gain Gu Flute's trust in only half a year, and enable him to give such an important thing to her? This... It's hard to explain Yu Qing Yu Li Committee! "

"indeed……"

Wan Li suddenly widened his eagle eyes in surprise, his eyes were astonished as torches, and he was silent for a while before speaking:

"Leng Qingtang has always done everything without leakage, but the emperor trusts him the most. Right now, I really can't think of any reason why Leng Qingtang can deceive the emperor?"

Lei Huan's brows and eyes burning suddenly appeared impatient:

"Master Hou, regardless of whether Gu Flute's death is true or not, where is the flute now? When Tu Muxue left the Swift Tower, he was found by the Admiral of the West Factory. Is the flute still in the hands of the Master Ming?"

Wan Li's eyes turned left and right, raising his hand to assert:

"The admiral Minglan of the West Factory is a person in the imperial concubine's palace, and will never deliberately conceal anything from the empress or the beneficiary. The thing that the head of the network is concerned about should be in the hands of the East Factory Lengqingtang, if not for the former Japanese marquis, go to the elder sister palace With one person, I don’t know that there is indeed a problem between Leng Qingtang and the dark guard Tu Muxue!"

Lei Huan was shocked, and the brilliant Falcon's eyes were dazzling:

"What? Actually..."

Opposite Wanli waved his hand, his sword brow raised, full of confidence:

"The Taoist commander stays safe and not impatient. If there is someone in Yongning Palace, I am not afraid that the admiral Xiangdongchang will not return to the flute. When the treasure map and secret key are complete, the emperor can drive to Kunhuang and explore the underground palace to find treasure."

Lei Huan's tense facial muscles were slightly relaxed, and he raised his hand and stroked his forehead:

"It's so good... In addition, on the day of the Swift Pagoda, Poor Dao fought a person with a person against the profound arts, because the person was blocked by the golden mask, and Poor Dao did not see his face, but took advantage of that person's mental state of deprivation. Clues to find that person’s identity."

After that, Lei Huan took out a page of rice paper from the wide sleeve of Dao Robe and unfolded it.

On the paper is a portrait of a general, with clean features and handsome appearance, with a long spear in his armor.

Lei Huan handed the portrait to Wanli, saying:

"This is a portrait of the poor Dao found in the mind of the person who broke the formation, and then painted and painted according to the memory. Lord Hou, do you recognize this person?"

Man Li took the portrait and only glanced at it, stunned and slightly horrified, suddenly locked to a certain point on the painting, exclaiming:

"This person... is it him?"

At the same time, the East Factory——

Leng Qingtang's expression condensed when he heard the rumors outside, and his gentle fingertips touched Gu Yunxi's smooth cheeks and smiled helplessly:

"I'll go to the West Yard to see, you have been too tired these two days, so let's rest first."

"I'll go with you!"

Gu Yunxi didn't even think about it, but stood up from the chair.

She knew that Wu Yong was the layman's taboo of Taoist Wu, and she also knew that Dongchang had already sent secret guards to Nanyuan to stay in order to get his important witness into his hands. Net o

It was that day when Wanli wanted to kill Wu Yong with poisonous wine, the secret guards of the East Factory secretly exchanged the poisonous wine with fake death medicinal wine, and then recovered Wu Yong's life from the chaotic grave.

Leng Qingtang couldn't help the stubborn girl. Seeing that her mental state was not bad, he nodded and agreed.

Fan Wei lights up in front of his head, and the three of them go all the way to a room in the east side of the west courtyard and push the door in.

The fire in the room was dim, and Shi Lei, the seventh head in the small room, was sitting at the table, his face was solemn, and his two guards stood on the head of the bed with arms akimbo.

Seeing the governor and the girl Yun came, Shi Lei got up and bowed to the governor with Fan Wei.

Leng Qingtang glanced at the bedside, asking:

"When I wake up, what can I tell you?"

Shi Lei smiled and turned his head, the tail of his eyes raised obliquely, his eyes following the governor's sight:

"I woke up when I was awake. I found out that the person was in the East Factory and immediately stood up without a word."

Leng Qingtang's brows were disdainful, and he walked over and said:

"It's good to be a corpse. There is a way in East Factory. It is used to let the corpse speak."

Gu Yunxi followed the superintendent to the bed, and saw the person lying on his back on the bed with disheveled hair, his face and body dirty. It is undoubtedly Wu Taoist to distinguish the five senses.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and pursed his lips, his calm facial expression held a bit stiff, and he was obviously trying his best to suppress the panic in his heart. It was really funny and ridiculous.

Gu Yunxi blinked, looking at Yifanwei and asking:

"You really can't wake up?"

Fan Wei replied: "A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, but he can bear it. There is no response to scratching his armpits and soles of his feet."

Gu Yunxi "puchi" smiled, rubbed his nose and met Leng Qingtang's eyes, then turned and sat on the edge of the bed.

Reached out and pushed the sloppy person on the bed, calling out:

"Hey, wake up. Wu Yong, get up."

The person on the bed was able to pretend to be dead, neither groaning nor opening his eyes.

Gu Yunxi tilted his head to look, and immediately raised his hand, and the **** fell down firmly and moved towards Wu Yong's right waist.

The people on the bed immediately opened their eyes wide and their mouths widened, with white eyes protruding from their staring eyes. He laughed loudly as if a demon possessed himself, rolling back and forth on the bed, struggling.

"Oh, let me go... so numb, so itchy..."

Wu Yong rolled over uncontrollably, laughing and shouting, and immediately shouted:

"Oh my mother, Pindao bit her tongue! I beg you, unlock the acupuncture points for Pindao..."

About the hour was almost time, Gu Yunxi got up, his eyes pierced and looked at Wu Yong, and his **** quickly tapped his waist.

Wu Yong immediately returned to his normal state, his crazy body no longer had a trace of strength, his limbs crouched on the bed "huh, huff" for a long while, then recovered his strength and started slowly, wiping the secretions from his nose and mouth.

Gu Yunxi smiled coldly and said in a loud voice:

"Wu Yong, you look up at me, do you recognize me?"

Wu Daoshi panting, his head dripping with sweat and dirty hair, the eyes of a pair of soya beans that are not too big are empty and blurred, he slowly raised his head to look at Gu Yunxi, only for a moment, it was revealed A surprised look:

"You, aren't you...aunt in the palace?"

Gu Yunxi hooks lips:

"Hehe, you have some memory."

Wu Daoshi suddenly realized that Gu Yunxi was trembling with his index finger:

"You are really working hard for the East Factory!"

"how about you?"

Gu Yunxi looked calm and took the stubborn words:

"Do you remember who you have been doing for so many years? Who was born and died for, what fate did you end up with, and where did we find it in the East Factory?"

I asked whether the words were rushed or slowed, and the words were loud and loud.

Wu Yong looked at the girl with a cold complexion, and then quickly lowered his head, already suppressed to invisible by her awe-inspiring aura, and only shrank on the bed, his brows were embarrassed.

Leng Qingtang took the opportunity to take a step forward, and said with his hand:

"Wu Yong, you should understand that this governor has sent a seventh team to lurch in the Kagura Houfu for days and nights. If it weren't for Shidantou in time to replace Wanli's poisonous wine, you would be dead now, and the corpse would be fed on the chaotic grave. Where's the wild dog!"

Taoist Wu trembled and remained silent.

Gu Yunxi kept his hands on his hips and continued beating:

"You have worked for the Wan family for more than ten years, and you are planning to frame your concubine Yu and the emperor's heirs for the emperor and noble concubine, but you didn't expect that you would end up in a rabbit-like manner?"

The gloomy light in Wu Daoshi's drooping eyes flickered for a long time, seemingly entangled and guessing. After another moment, he spoke slightly, and his voice was as small as a mosquito flapping its wings:

"You, you saved the poor way, just thinking that I know there are too many things in Wanjia, Yu Dongchang... still has use value."

"indeed!"

Leng Qingtang raised his eyebrows, his lips curled slightly like a smile, and his eyes were tightly locked on Wu Yong's frustrated and depressed face. His eyes were dark and warm:

"This supervisor is also different from Wanli's actions. This supervisor uses you for nothing, but the supervisor says that he wants to let you go, so he won't hurt your life again."

Wu Daoshi slowly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly as if he had caught a glimmer of hope of survival. It's just that at this moment, his vigilant heart still exists, and his mouth is tightly closed and he still refuses to speak.

Gu Yunxi squinted his eyes, his pink lips moved indistinctly, and his jaw raised slightly to add:

"Wu Yong, you have to think clearly, this is your last chance. Anyway, you are already in the East Factory, and you are the criminal whom the emperor wants to arrest. Whether you can save yourself depends on your performance!"

After a moment of silence, Taoist Wu slowly straightened up, sat cross-legged on the bed and patted the bedboard, with a sad expression:

"Fine, it's just that Wan Li turned his face and refused to recognize people. Lei Huan crossed the river and demolished the bridge. Since they treated me unkindly, don't blame me for treating them unrighteously!"

Leng Qingtang and Gu Yunxi looked at each other and smiled, then turned to stare at Taoist Wu.

At this time, Fan Wei moved in and took a seat, and Leng Qingtang took a seat with his robe, and interrogated in a serious manner:

"Let's talk about it, how did you manage the business for Wanjia for ten years, where did the money you passed go into, and how much did you get?"

Wu Taoist was shocked when he heard the words, his wet forehead once again revealed dense sweat, and he waved his hand to Leng Qingtang constantly, his expressions were humble:

"Wan Jiajiao ordered the Li family to start by shipping. The business on Mingdao involves silk, pearls, ceramics, and tea. I don't need to say it secretly. I believe that the Dongchang has also found out. It is nothing more than an unseen business.

Nowadays, Dayi has no less than 20 thriving places for east-west, north-south trade. It is famous in northern Hebei, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Huiyuan. There are eleven chambers of commerce. Li used violent coercion, drastically lowered commodity prices, bargaining and other shameless means, or attracted or coerced merchants to leave the meeting, and eventually swallowed those who did not go well. "

Leng Qingtang heard this interjection:

"Four years ago, Elder Qiu of the Mingtai Chamber of Commerce in Ezhou was violently ill. He was also the black hand of the Wanli faction?"

"Yep!"

Wu Daoshi agreed, nodding like garlic:

"Elder Qiu was stereotyped. That year, Wan Li tried his best to catch up with him. He wanted to use his way to develop a salt gang, exclusively selling official salt for thousands of families, but he was rejected by Elder Qiu.

Wan Li became anxious to kill, and then he straightened Elder Puppet Wind. "

Leng Qingtang's **** fiddled with the ring on his hand, and when he listened carefully, he turned his eyes slightly, his eyes faint like a featherless feather, intentionally or unintentionally, gently fell towards Shi Lei who was struggling to record in front of the book.

Gu Yunxi's light eyes flickered, and he straightened his face at Taoist Wu and asked hard:

"Then, according to what you said, Wanli earns a large number of silver taels in one year. However, the East Factory of Jinsheng Pawnshop has carefully checked the accounts with your signature "Wu Laiye", and it is only about 4 million taels per year. Say, where did the rest of the silver go? Does Wanli have other stolen points?!"

Wu Daoshi's whole body was drenched in water and stood still as if he were fixed, and the black pupils in his deep eyes shrank suddenly, and a flash of shocking light flashed by, so fast that it was impossible to capture.

He suddenly shook his head, facing Gu Yunxi with a smile, flatly said:

"No, no, aunt, please believe in poverty. Now I have fallen into such a field. Since you ask anything, I will answer truthfully without deceiving. That Jinsheng **** shop is indeed the only concealing point for thousands of families. In the past few years, Wanli has collected money and silver continuously from the south and north of Da Yitian, and part of it has been gathered in Jinsheng pawnshop. In addition to the money spent by Wan clan, it is used to manage the palace..."

"Then how much money is left and where does it go?!"

Leng Qingtang squeezed his fists slightly, his staring eyes burst into sharp eyes.

The truth that the East Factory has been searching for over the past few years is right in front of us, as long as one step is taken, it will be within reach.