The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

As the place of Longxing for the Jurchens, Jianzhou City can be regarded as a model of misnomer.

　　 The low city walls, the cramped structure, and the mixed environment of humans and animals, no matter how you look at it, it is difficult to match its status as a capital of a country.

　　 Especially in the middle of winter and the new year is approaching, most of the Jurchens in the city cats at home. Those who rush to and fro in the streets to make a living are mostly Han Jiaerlang and Koreans.

　　 At first glance, this Ge Yi linen shirt and right-handed gusset looks like Guannei County.

　　 But every time they meet on the left, they look at each other's embarrassment of not covering their bodies, not sheltering from the cold, and tattoos on their faces, sad and helpless, but they are far better than those inside the gate.

　　 Of course, not all of the Han people in the city are so embarrassed, and some of them are well-dressed and calm.

　　 It's just that everyone is evasive to this kind of stuff, but after avoiding it far, most of them will shamelessly curse a few words.

　　 Yao Anmin is receiving this kind of treatment right now.

　　 But unlike those who have long been accustomed to coating minions, Yao Anmin is very upset about this.

　　 If it is not anxious to go back to discuss important matters, it is said that it is inconvenient to grab a few ‘slave people’ and bring up the big fist of the casserole for a theory.

　　 Suffocating all the way back to the bottom, Yao Anmin inevitably had some lightness and weight on his hand, so he smashed the door panel.

　　 I heard the clanging inside, and I didn’t know how many swords were unsheathed. Then someone posted behind the door and said: "The sky is for the Jade Emperor, and the underground is for the Hades."

　　 "There is a white lotus in my heart, keep me a good home!"

　　 Yao Anmin responded crudely, and said: "It's me, Yao Anmin."

　　 But there was silence in the room for a while before slowly opening the door.

Before the door was opened, Yao Anmin couldn’t wait to squeeze in. He looked around and looked for an old man in the middle of the room to bend and report: “Vice-master Xue, something has happened! I just took it today. The two muskets were sent over. Before they had time to say anything, the Jurchens first said that it was the dog emperor who sent an envoy to build the prefecture. About to stop the soldiers and repair them with the Jurchens!"

　　 After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said: "I also heard that the messenger sent by the Dog Emperor is not someone else, but the dog thief with the surname Sun!"

　　 Upon hearing this, all the'heroes' around were all discolored in an uproar.

　　As the alliance messengers sent by the White Lotus Sect, they have been in this Jianzhou City for more than a month, but they have not been able to get a definite answer from the Jurchen.

　　 Originally thought that the Jurchens had doubts about the strength of the White Lotus Sect, so Deputy Guru Xue also made people do everything possible to get two new-style muskets from Shanhaiguan, hoping to be a proof of the soft power of the White Lotus Sect.

　　 How can I ever want to exchange two muskets, it is such news!

　　Vice-master Xue did not speak, but he couldn't help being angry. After a long silence, he turned his gaze to the wealthy scribe next to him, full of inquiry and inquiry.

The scribe first looked around for a week, and waited until the curse of the crowd weakened slightly. Then he said in a serious manner: "In my opinion, this is an opportunity for us. If we can take the opportunity to get rid of the dog emperor's messenger, then the court And Jurchen never changed again..."

　　 "Speaking lightly!"

　　 Someone in the crowd suddenly said: "That's Sun Shaozong, the lord of seven in and seven out of the sea of ​​blood in the dead mountain! Just a dozen of us, we will fill in, afraid it is not enough for him to stuff his teeth!"

　　 Although no one responds around, there is no lack of fear on his face.

　　Since the vice-master Ge Zhe led the elite men and horses to the capital to look for the reincarnated saint, but Sun Shaozong followed the vines and cleaned up the nest, Bai Lianjiao listed him as the focus of attention.

　　 Therefore, the middle-upper-level backbone of the White Lotus Sect knew even more carefully about Sun Shaozong's special killing in Wuxi Prefecture than the imperial court.

　　 And no matter how awkward people are, they will inevitably have the idea of ​​being invincible in the face of such a thousand-armed killer god.

　　 The rich scholar looked around again, and originally wanted to derogate Sun Shaozong a few words to boost everyone's morale, but you can see the restless ones, which may not have any effect.

So he turned around and said, "Brothers, although the surname Sun is difficult, but the messenger sent by the Emperor Dog will not be the only one — we only need to design to kill a few names and surnames, that’s enough. Up!"

　　 Now everyone was relieved and said: As long as you don’t face Sun Shaozong, you can go in fire or water.

　　 However, some people also raised objections: "Zhang Xiucai, killing a few irrelevant people may make it possible, but if Jurchen Tarzi turns his face and refuses to confess, what should we do if we are handed over to that surnamed Sun?"

　　 The surrounding echoes disappeared again, and cast doubtful glances at the rich scribes.

　　 That Xiucai was confident and self-satisfied: "I had a plan for this a long time ago. We only need to try to bring troubles to the east and we can sit back and relax."

　　 said, but pointed his hand to the west.

　　 Everyone is a bit inexplicable, but Yao Anmin, who has been running around, suddenly realized that he blurted out, "You mean those Mongolians?!"

　　 "Yes! It is the Mongolians!"

Zhang Xiucai gave directions to Jiangshan's posture, and almost got a feather fan: "As the so-called skinny camel is bigger than a horse, the Mongols are still stronger than the Jurchens, and they have always kept their lips and teeth cold for help, if they kill them. The messenger of the dog emperor, can the Jurchen still dare to turn his face away?"

　　 When everyone heard the words, they had a lively discussion again, and they all felt that this plan could be sold-the Mongols would certainly not like to see Jurchen and Da Zhou's peace, and they would try to stop it by then.

　　 So Vice-Master Xue made a decisive decision: "Don't miss the opportunity! Master Yao Xiang, you go to the Mongolian side now, and think..."

　　 was talking, suddenly heard the noise outside, there seemed to be countless people shouting at the same time.

　　Vice-master Xue frowned and winked, and someone pushed the door and looked out across the courtyard wall for a few times, then reported: "It seems that there is water on the street."

　　 Vice-master Xue listened for a moment, but shook his head and said: "Go and inquire carefully again."

　　 The man took the order and took the door with his backhand, and the ghost also came out of the courtyard.

　　Vice-master Xue continued the topic just now, and solemnly warned: "The Mongolians have always been awkward. You must take your temper, and don't make it counterproductive."

　　 paused, then regretted: "It's a pity that the two muskets were given to the Jurchen, otherwise they could be used as a stepping stone."

　　 Yao Anmin hurriedly said: "Please don't worry, the leader, in front of the Mongolian people, the subordinates must be very courteous..."

　　 "Master!"

Just as he was talking, he just went out to inquire about the person, and suddenly opened the door with a green face. Before everyone asked, he said solemnly: "It's Wu Qizhi's 13-year-old daughter, who is rushing outside without covering her body— -I heard that it was last night when the Jurchen nobles and their mothers brought them to a'banquet', and they suffered from dementia because they were unbearable."

　　 There was a long silence in the room.

　　 It took a long time for someone to whispered: "This... how could this happen? Then, isn't Wu Qizhi favored by the Lord of the Jurchen Kingdom and known as the first conspirator?!"

　　 After the people of Bailian Sect arrived at Jianzhou City~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it was relying on this Wu Qizhi to build a bridge to get in touch with the upper echelons of Jurchen.

　　 There are many people in this room. They are used to seeing him wandering around in front of the Jurchens. How could he have thought that his wife and daughter would end up like this in a blink of an eye?

When I heard the news, the man sniffed and sneered: "I heard that the Lord of Jurchen learned about this and fined the man five hundred taels of silver to show punishment--that is, Wu Qizhi. If you change to an ordinary Han, you can No such treatment."

　　 There was another silence in the room, and most of them were hurting their minds.

　　 Among them, Zhang Xiucai is especially the case.

　　Because they are both scholars, he and Wu Qizhi get along the most harmoniously and admire his talents the most. He even gave birth to the thought of acting as a Jurchen and being his assistant. How could he ever think of...

　　Bang~

　　 At this moment, the vice-master Xue suddenly shot the case and angrily reprimanded: "It was the imperial court and the dog emperor's appeasement of **** that made the Hulu Tarzi so rampant! One day I will establish a Buddhist kingdom on the ground by the White Lotus Sect. I must slaughter these Hulupus clean!"

　　 said, and secretly made a color to the left and right confidantes, one of them hurriedly shouted in the Shaanxi-Gansu dialect: "Establish a Buddhist kingdom and kill all the turkeys!"

　　 "Yes, build a Buddhist kingdom and kill all the captives!"

　　 Everyone has greeted each other in groups, but they have forgotten about the leader Xue, just now they reminded Yao Anmin that he must bow down in front of the Mongols; and hate the failure to sell two of the country’s weapons.

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