Peerless Pirates

On the same night that Song Zheng returned to Jiangning and Zhang Zong paid a visit to Pang Hui, on the road to Hongjue Temple from outside Jiangning City, a young and handsome monk was sitting in a sedan, cursing in a low voice.

"Bitch (the latest chapter of Man's Frog)! Bitch! Lao Ganpo!"

The curse was vague and indistinct, for no other reason than that the two lips had become abnormally thick, like two sausages hanging out. The tongue in the mouth was also swollen, but it functioned unchanged and became a "big tongue."

The monk was naturally deeply favored by Huang Jiao and Jingchen. At this time, he was cursing and gasping for air as he carefully opened the skirt of the monk's robe. There were several layers of bandages wrapped around the white underwear under the monk's robe, faintly revealing the black It was red in color. The blood oozing from the wound on his chest had stained his underwear.

With a light touch, Jingchen opened his mouth again, and couldn't help but cursed bitch in a low voice a few times, but his swollen lips and tongue were touched, making Jingchen's face distorted.

"Old poisonous woman, if you have the ability to go and settle accounts with those golden dogs, why should you use force on me? One day when I recover, I will kill you old thing!" Jingchen cursed angrily to himself. .However, when he thought of Huang Jiao's vicious look when she was angry, Jingchen's face couldn't help but twitch.

In the past few days, the Da Jin Qi delegation came to Jiangning. Not only did they bring heavy gifts, but they also continued to shuttle to the residences of various Da Qi senior officials to lobby, advocating that Jin Qi expand its market and increase the exchange of goods. At first, Huang Jiao Huang Jiao was still watching with cold eyes, but more and more senior officials wrote letters advocating for a good relationship between Jin and Qi, which made Huang Jiao extremely angry.

After serving Huang Jiao for so long, Jingchen also understands Huang Jiao's thoughts (read the full text of "The Loyal Dog Serving the Beast Queen"). Huang Jiao wants to expand her territory, especially to regain the north of the Yellow River, directly to the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun, and to This is to prove that when his son becomes emperor, he is better than the previous Qi emperors.

Therefore, Huang Jiao never wants to make peace with Dajin. Even if Daqi is unable to move north now, it does not mean that Daqi can have a warm relationship with Dajin.

Just this morning, Prime Minister Huang Yuandu came to the Queen Mother's Palace and tried to persuade Huang Jiao to benefit from the good relationship between Jin and Qi, and advocated expanding the field of negotiation. Huang Yuandu even took out Song Zheng's original imperial examination articles in an attempt to persuade Huang Jiao.

Not only that, the young emperor also sent a letter to his mother, advocating reciprocity of courtesy and giving large sums of money to thank the marriage mission. Although he did not mention specific matters such as expanding the market, it was still obvious that he advocated good relations between Jin and Qi.

One was his father, the prime minister, and the other was his emperor's son. They both advocated friendship, but neither could understand Huang Jiao's "painstaking efforts" at all, which made Huang Jiao extremely angry.

Huang Jiao was unhappy, and Jingchen was in trouble. When serving Huang Jiao, he had to use his lips and tongue, like a pug, all over Huang Jiao's body. He gave Huang Jiao three full-body "tongue baths" ", the tongue is worn out and the lips are swollen.

As for the wounds on his body, they were caused by Jingchen’s talkativeness. The constant licking made Jingchen miserable, and he couldn’t help but give Huang Jiao a few words of advice. In his opinion, this was the time to realize his master’s idea of ​​purifying evil. There was a good opportunity, so he used his tongue, which was already not very dexterous, to say that the gold envoy Wanyan Zhangzong was cunning and bribed with money, which seemed to be a good relationship, but actually harbored evil intentions.

However, Monk Jingchen also overestimated his own influence. At this time, Huang Jiao was furious and needed a punching bag. Not only did Jingchen's words not win Huang Jiao's praise, but she was tied to the sandalwood bed by Huang Jiao. He received a real whipping until his skin was torn apart.

Even though Huang Jiao personally applied medicine to him afterwards and offered soft words of comfort, she still asked Jingchen to enter the palace tomorrow. This made Jingchen almost crazy and even wanted to commit suicide.

"No, I have to ask the master for advice when I go back. If this continues, I will be tortured to death by this old godmother." Jingchen thought secretly.

The carriage that Jingchen rides in is luxuriously decorated (the latest chapter of The Little Girl and the Big Daughter-in-law). Although the entire carriage is not big, it is entirely made of sandalwood, with various patterns and patterns of Buddhism carved on it. It has various shapes. There are different flying apsaras, including ferocious-looking Rakshasa demons and green-faced fanged Buddhist incarnations. Various wheels and lotus patterns are embedded in them, making the carriage beautiful.

The curtains and decorations of the carriage are also very distinctive. The front curtain is embroidered with a statue of Sakyamuni with a halo above his head and a lotus sitting on the bottom. The Buddha statue is made of gold silk, surrounded by stunning bodhi leaf patterns, embroidered on purple The ground cloth is noble and noble. There are cornices on each of the four corners of the roof, and on the cornices is a small wooden pagoda painted in white. On the surrounding curtains, there are silver auspicious patterns one after another, decorating the entire carriage. It is jeweled and majestic.

Surrounding the carriage were twenty Imperial Guardsmen on duty. As for the horseman driving the carriage, he came from the Royal Horse Supervisor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and was specifically responsible for preparing for royal travel. Every morning, this carriage would drive out of the palace city and go to Hongjue. The temple picks up Jingchen, and every evening, Jingchen is sent back to Hongjue Temple. The people responsible for escorting are the Imperial Guards who are on duty in the palace every day. This carriage was originally built by Huang Jiao specifically for Di Fei, but, Now it has become a patent for dust purification.

Today, sitting in such a carriage, Jingchen was no longer as excited as before. He opened the curtains of the carriage and used the light coming from the window to carefully observe his injuries in the bronze mirror on the side wall of the carriage. , I couldn’t help but feel sorry for myself.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Several urgent calls came. Jingchen looked around and saw a sloppy Taoist priest coming in front. He was holding a wine gourd in one hand and half a chicken leg in the other, staggering towards the carriage. Come. The Taoist priest looks very old, his beard and hair are gray, and he has a Taoist bun tied randomly on the back of his head. His Taoist robe is tattered and dirty, and the original color can hardly be seen.

The old Taoist priest took a sip of wine, took another bite of chicken leg, and walked towards the team with one step at a time. He seemed not to have heard the guard's greeting. The leading guard had no choice but to take off the knife from his waist and carry the scabbard to The forward stroke was against the Taoist priest's neck, "Old Taoist priest, this is Master Jingchen's vehicle, please get out of the way!"

The old Taoist priest opened his sleepy eyes, glanced in front of him, and spat out a piece of chicken bone nonchalantly, "What kind of Master Bird? I am still the Tathagata Buddha and the Jade Emperor!"

"Bold (the latest chapter of Orc Special Forces Crossing)!" The guard pushed the old Taoist priest aside with his scabbard, "Get out of here!"

The old Taoist priest stumbled and bumped into another guard next to him. The guard couldn't dodge and was knocked into the ground. He couldn't help but let out an ouch, and together with the old Taoist priest, they turned into a rolling gourd.

Most of the Forbidden Army saw no use in them. Due to lack of training, their kung fu was mediocre. However, they were all tall and brave. Now, after being hit by a shriveled veteran, they fell to the ground. It was really... Embarrassed. The guard who knocked down the old Taoist priest looked at his scabbard in confusion, not sure why his skill suddenly increased greatly.

The old Taoist priest rolled on the ground twice, then turned his back to the sky, put the mouth of the gourd into his mouth, and drank heavily. The half piece of oily chicken leg was already covered with mud, but it was still held in the old Taoist priest's hand.

The fallen guard got up from the ground in annoyance and kept slapping the dirt on his body. Seeing that the old Taoist priest was still drinking, he couldn't help but get angry. He stepped forward and kicked the old Taoist priest on the side of his leg, "Old bastard, get out of here!

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The old Taoist priest twisted his butt on the ground, but still drank nothing. The guard was furious and stepped on the old Taoist priest's stomach, "I let you drink, and you spit it all out!"

It was a coincidence that the old man opened his mouth and spit out a wine arrow as if he was cooperating with the guard. The wine arrow flew very fast, passed by the guard's side, and hit the horse on the left side of the cart.

In the eyes of the white horse, although the wine was not strong, it was not something that the horse could handle. Although the white horse had been trained and was extremely obedient, it was suddenly attacked and immediately neighed and kicked.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest made a gurgle and spit out another mouthful of wine. Although this mouthful did not go very far, a few drops splashed into the eyes of the white horse on the right. This time, the two horses were stimulated to the point of going crazy.

Ignoring the driver's pull on the reins, he rushed forward.

Seeing that the horses were frightened, the guards in front hurriedly tried to get out of the way, but they were too late. Two people were hit by the shaft of the carriage and flew several feet away. As for the veteran, he twisted his body in time, and the horse's hoofs and wheels scraped against him.

His body flashed past, but the wine gourd was run over by a wheel and broke immediately, and the half-gourd of wine inside flowed to the ground.

"Ouch, it hurts the lifeblood of my old Taoist. You pay for my wine (the latest chapter of Doujiang Soul Repair)!" The old Taoist yelled, stretched out his hand, and actually grabbed the back frame of the carriage. The carriage flew towards

In front of him, the old Taoist priest was dragged forward, raising a cloud of dust on the road.

The guards were dumbfounded. This old man really wanted wine at the expense of his life. He refused to let go even until he died. He kept yelling for someone to pay for the wine. After a long time, the guards realized what they were doing and started chasing each other, shouting at each other.

However, the speed of the frightened horse was so fast that the guards chased further and further until they finally saw a black spot. Although they were panting and sweating from exhaustion, the guards did not dare to relax at all. If something went wrong with the target they were guarding,

They can't afford to carry it around.

A quarter of an hour later, when they were approaching Hongjue Temple, the guards finally caught up with the carriage under a big tree on the roadside. The entire sandalwood carriage was missing one shaft and had been broken on the roadside.

The drapery is crooked and even the wooden pagodas on the cornices are missing two.

The worst thing was that the horse that had been sprayed by the wine arrow was lying on the ground, with a big blood bag on its head, its neck bent to the side, and its four hoofs twitching continuously, as if it had broken its neck.

The other horse was tied up in a messy harness, twisting and turning but unable to move.

The driver who was driving the carriage was left six or seven feet in front of the carriage, unconscious. As for the Taoist priest, there was no trace, leaving only two pieces of rags hanging on the carriage, which seemed to be on the Taoist priest's body.

tattered robe.

The guards all collapsed on the ground, barely having the energy to go up and check. Only two guards opened their mouths and shouted, "Mage... Master, are you... okay?"

There was no response in the carriage, it was quiet. The guards all looked at each other, mustered up the last bit of strength, and helped each other forward. When they opened the curtain of the carriage, they were all startled.

Jingchen's face in the carriage was covered with blood, and he was lying limply in the carriage. His neck was bent to one side, forming a strange arc. A guard called out several times and stretched out his hand to detect Jingchen's breath.

Then he groaned and sat down on the ground.

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