Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 234 The captain of the police was beaten again!

In Pinggu City, more than a hundred miles northeast of the capital, a convoy heading from the north rolled over the tiles and drove smoothly into the city.

On both sides of the convoy, there were riders on tall horses, looking around with a majestic look, and bows, crossbows, swords and knives were hung on the sides of the horses.

The passers-by in the city saw that this scene was unusual and quickly made way, looking at it with surprised eyes.

Inside the carriage, Goguryeo Prince Gao Hongxi raised his hand to lift the curtain and looked at the street, his eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence, "The Central Plains is vast and rich in resources, and the climate is pleasant, unlike the North, where it's still snowing."

Goguryeo and Goryeo have similar names, but are actually completely different. Goryeo is the Korean Peninsula's sticks, while Goguryeo was a regime active in Yanyun a hundred years ago. Later, the Rong people invaded the Central Plains, occupied Yanyun, and drove Goguryeo further north. Goguryeo then fled to the Korean Peninsula and took root in Goryeo. After a few decades, they launched a rebellion, overthrew the Goryeo Lee Dynasty and established autonomy.

Therefore, the rulers of the Korean Peninsula now are not Koreans, but the "Han people" who fled from Yanyun, and they also speak the Central Plains Mandarin.

After Goguryeo unified the Korean Peninsula, it wanted to march south. At that time, the emperor was Taizu Gaodi, who defeated Goguryeo with 50,000 troops, named him the King of Goguryeo, and made Goguryeo a vassal state again.

As for taking it as territory... whoever takes this land is a fool, because Goguryeo is to Goryeo as the Qing is to the Ming, it's such a tiny place but there are rebellions every day.

Now all nations have come to pay tribute, including foreign countries that are farther away from the capital, except Goguryeo, which has not come yet because of the civil strife in Goguryeo that has just been quelled.

"You should worry about yourself first. For some reason, rumors are spreading in Central Plains that you are interested in the newly appointed empress."

A man dressed in black and holding a long sword sat opposite Gao Hongxi, and his tone sounded a little strange.

His name is Miao Xiyi, and he is Gao Hongxi's personal guard. He is very skilled in martial arts and is one of the three great masters of Goguryeo. He is loyal to the Goguryeo royal family and has blocked countless assassinations for Gao Hongxi.

The Goguryeo martial arts world is somewhat different from the Central Plains martial arts world. There is no way a treasure like the Nine Bells could fall into their hands. However, the constant internal strife is no different from a chaotic world for the Goguryeo martial arts world.

As the saying goes, heroes emerge in troubled times. Almost all of these martial arts masters have been on the battlefield, and all of them have fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Thanks to this, their actual combat abilities are all top-notch. There is even one martial artist who can build a bridge between heaven and earth.

His nickname in the underworld is Wuxianghuang. He is an old man in his seventies. He was originally from Central Plains. Later, he followed the Goguryeo royal family to Goryeo to fight for his life. He is considered the mascot of Goguryeo.

However, without the Nine Bells, it is basically impossible to communicate with the Bridge of Heaven and Earth. It is unknown whether this 'Formless Emperor' entered the Bridge of Heaven and Earth again after achieving unity of heaven and man, or whether he comprehended the Nine Bells by chance.

Miao Yixi in front of him was the expert of Goguryeo second only to Wuxiang Huang, nicknamed "Four Calamities Lone Star", which means "The shadows become sad after the seasons, and I am alone under the moon after the calamity. My heart is like water in the shadow of the lonely lamp, and the stars may not accompany me forever."

The martial artists of Goguryeo always wanted to return to the Central Plains martial arts world. Once they entered the martial arts world, they gave themselves a remarkable nickname and added an acrostic poem as the external manifestation of their obsession.

Zhao Wumian was not so showy, but he had been in the martial arts world for so long without a nickname. The only time someone mentioned a poem to him, 'Sword leans against the blue sky, flute leans against the tower, shadows of clouds are leisurely, shadows of cranes are leisurely', and that poem was from the Jade Palace... It's a bit pitiful to say.

Gao Hongxi frowned slightly. He had been injured in his early years, so he had no interest in women. He was more interested in men.

But he was still the eldest prince of Goguryeo, the future king of Goguryeo, and he was full of pride and asked doubtfully:

"I don't know where this rumor came from, but if it's true, then it's true. Can the empress really use it to criticize me? Does she have the guts to do so? Everyone knows that the Central Plains is at war with the Rong people. If Goguryeo raises troops and marches south again at this time, won't she be in a state of panic?"

Miao Yixi pondered for a moment and nodded slightly, "It has been less than a month since the empress ascended the throne, so her foundation is not stable, but our civil strife has just ended, so it is time to rest and recuperate."

Gao Hongxi waved his hand slightly, "It is true that we cannot raise an army, but how can the Central Plains dare to bet that we will not march south? This is the bargaining chip. When we go to the capital, the Central Plains court must treat us with courtesy. In previous years, I have been to the capital many times. The Xianggu Pavilion on Bailu Street is really unique. This time, we must have a good time."

Xianggu Pavilion is actually a duck restaurant that sells male sex.

Miao Yixi's eyes twitched, and he changed the subject and said:

"It is true that the empress's foundation is unstable, but she has a male favorite by her side, named Zhao Wumian, who was given the title of Weiming Hou. He is a man who kills without blinking an eye. Even the then Crown Prince of Zhongyuan was killed by him at the coronation ceremony. If he knew that you have feelings for the empress, I'm afraid he would come to pick a fight with you."

Gao Hongxi raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression became more serious.
"This Marquis Weiming is able to be the empress's male favorite... He must be very handsome, right?"

Miao Yixi had a blank expression on her face.

Gao Hongxi reacted and coughed a few times, "How does his strength compare to yours?"

"I haven't fought him, so who knows? But I heard that they captured the Rong people's Heaven and Earth Unity Master Turga alive." Miao Yixi could only say:
"But if he really wants to cause trouble for you, I will fight him to the death and I am confident that I can kill him."

Gao Hongxi smiled slightly, "Very confident?"

Miao Yixi sneered, and the long sword at his fingertips was three inches out of its sheath. "I am second only to one person in the Goguryeo martial arts world. Even if it is Senior Wuxianghuang, I can fight for a hundred moves. Even if I haven't achieved the unity of heaven and man, in a real fight, it only depends on whose sword is sharper, not whose realm is higher."

Gao Hongxi raised his head, thought for a moment, and then said seriously:

"Who would want to stay in the bitter cold of the north for long if they could rule the Central Plains? My Gao family's ancestral home is in Yanyun, so we should return to our roots...

We have been recuperating in Hongtian and Jingzheng dynasties, and our national strength is strong. Now it is the Guichan dynasty. The Rong people can break through the pass and enter Jin. This empress killed her brother and is immoral. The God-given opportunity is here.

This Marquis Weiming is the Empress's right-hand man. According to the custom in previous years, there will be a martial arts competition at the Banquet of Nations to liven up the atmosphere. You might as well go and test him to see if he has real skills or if he relies on his skills in bed to conquer the Empress's silver-plated spear. "

Miao Yixi frowned tightly, but as a warrior, there was no reason for him to escape from the battlefield. He nodded slightly and smiled indifferently.

"Let's test the demeanor of this Central Plains warrior."

Zhao Wumian has had a lot of free time these days in the capital. Every day he either practices martial arts with the Naraku Red Silk or goes to see the girls. However, he feels a little uncomfortable at night.

Luo Chaoyan asked him to go to the Palace, Su Qingqi asked him to go to the Su Mansion, and Shen Xiangge said that he was still acting in front of the disciples of Canghua Tower, so he asked him to live in the Shen Mansion as well.

It's just like flipping cards. If you're not careful you'll make the girl angry.

The day after tomorrow will be the Banquet of All Nations. People from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Works have been running to Zhuwu Lake all these days.

At this moment, it is night, the lights are on, the moon is high in the sky, and a light rain is pouring down, falling into Zhuwu Lake, causing ripples on the water. Countless colorful lanterns are hung in the bamboo forest, reflecting colorful spots of light on the lake.

On the lake, a ship stood quietly in the center of the mist. Dozens of wooden planks that could accommodate four people connected the lakeshore and the deck. Palace servants and craftsmen holding lanterns were coming and going, and the place was crowded with people.

The venue for the Banquet of All Nations was on a ship in Zhuwu Lake, which was decided long ago by Luo Chaoyan and the court officials.

"In the first year of Guichan, the first banquet of all nations should be held. We should show the strength of Dali and make those outsiders stop looking down on us. We should tell them that even though Dali is at war, its national strength is the best in the world."

Luo Chaoyan was reluctant, "Fighting on the front line, while the rear is extravagant and lustful, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of the soldiers."

This is also a problem.

Later, Luo Chaoyan remembered that the soldiers currently fighting were Zhao Wumian's soldiers, so she waved her hand and said, "For the soldiers in Jin, triple their salaries this month. Tell them that even when the banquet is held in the rear, we haven't forgotten the soldiers on the front line."

The Minister of Revenue was so distressed that his teeth itched, but this method was not wrong... Those were Marquis Weiming's soldiers. If anyone dared to say "make the soldiers on the front line suffer more" at this time, Marquis Weiming would make sure that his entire family suffered.

He could only stay awake every night, curled up in his study, licking his fingers and counting on the abacus beads.

So the final conclusion was reached.

The Queen Mother was wearing a palace dress and sitting in a carriage. She gently lifted the curtain with her small hands and glanced at the ship with her beautiful face. Her eyes were sparkling and she smiled slightly.
"Thank you, Lord Weiming, for taking the time out of your busy schedule to accompany me to watch the boat."

Zhao Wumian was holding an oil-paper umbrella, sitting in front of the carriage, with Wuhen Knife across his legs, also looking at the ship. Hearing this, he was a little helpless, "The Queen Mother's happiness is more important than anything else."

Su Qingqi did not come with them. She is still practicing martial arts in the Su Mansion. She can feel that she is not far from the unity of man and nature, but age is indeed a big problem... She is too young and her foundation is not deep enough, and she has been unable to overcome that hurdle.

Shen Xiangge was sleeping soundly in the Shen Mansion... but in fact, she was secretly handling the official business of Canghua Tower. As the leader of the evil sect, she was very busy and it was impossible for her to be with Zhao Wumian every day.

"Why?" the Queen Mother asked seriously.

"Go out of the palace more often to relax your mind. It's good for your health."

"Does it mean that you will make me more beautiful?"

"..."

The Queen Mother lowered the curtain, covered her mouth and chuckled, then asked: "My sister had a poisonous effect last night, so she didn't let you go?"

The Queen Mother has no biological sister, only a step-sister, Mu Lier.

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, "We are master and disciple after all, it is not appropriate for us to hug each other. Now that I have the Blazing Sun Jade, if I go again, it will seem like I have bad intentions towards Master."

Four days have passed since the 'Two Breads with Cheese'. Last night, Mu Lier's cold poison attacked again. Zhao Wumian wanted to go find her, but Mu Lier didn't let him in.

Even when the poison was not taking effect, it was difficult for Zhao Wumian to see her. If Luo Xiangzhu had not been in the capital, Zhao Wumian had no doubt that Mu Lier would run straight back to Yanyun.

The squeezing and rubbing that night was too exciting for a woman like Mu Lier who seemed passionate but was actually extremely conservative.

I haven't recovered yet.

However, Zhao Wumian only told Miss Su, his bedmate, about this. After all, the ethics between master and disciple cannot be ignored. If it were to get out, for the sake of reputation, Mu Lier might hang herself on the spot to prove her innocence.

Thinking about Zhao Wumian makes me feel a little annoyed. He said he was pursuing a master...but he can't even see him, so what is there to pursue?

The Queen Mother didn't know what exactly happened between Zhao Wumian and Mu Li'er, but she noticed that there was something strange about the relationship between the master and the disciple. She thought to herself, if she doesn't want to hug her, then don't hug her, but you can just sit next to her and watch her.

These two people probably had some conflict...had a fight?

No matter how mature the Queen Mother was, she never dared to imagine that Zhao Wumian would actually hug his master's legs and get out.

At this time, a detective chief stepped forward quickly and bowed to Zhao Wumian, "My Lord, the Du family has made a move. Just now, someone rode into his yard, exhausted. We were eavesdropping outside and found out that it was the grandson of Mr. Du San."

Zhao Wumian frowned, "Grandson? Yangshe Yucheng? Are you sure?"

The captain scratched the back of his head and said, "The man surnamed Du did call that man his eldest grandson."

Mr. Du Sanye’s eldest grandson is actually Daokui’s son... and Daokui has only one son, Yangshe Yucheng.

"Besides Yangge Yucheng, who else?"

The captain scratched his head again and said, "No more." Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment, then took hold of the reins and said to the carriage, "I have some official business to take care of. Shall I take the Queen Mother back to the palace?"

Zhao Wumian brought the empress dowager out of the palace, so naturally he should escort her back... He was also worried about the others.

The Queen Mother was itching to go out with Zhao Wumian to do some work, but she was more curious about the relationship between Mu Lier and Zhao Wumian, so she said, "Send me to the Sword Sect branch. It's a good opportunity for me to chat with my sister."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, guessing that the Queen Mother probably wanted to talk to Mu Lier about him, but Mu Lier would never tell the Queen Mother about it, so the Queen Mother went.

"My horse is still in the palace. Please take it to the Sword Sect branch." In order to save time, Zhao Wumian said to the captain of the police.

After driving to the Sword Sect branch, the captain had already left. Instead, the little mute princess brought a pile of fodder and sat under the eaves, eating winter dates and watching the white horse eating grass. When she saw Zhao Wumian, the little mute princess waved to him slightly.

Zhao Wumian helped the Queen Mother off the carriage and sent her to the Jianzong branch before he pulled the reins of the Night Jade Lion. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Luo Xiangzhu and said, "I'm going to go see Master Du San. Would the Princess come with me?"

Luo Chaoyan has been too busy recently and has no time to play with the little mute. Look, the little mute is feeding grass to the horses out of boredom, so it would be better to take her out for a walk.

Luo Xiangzhu tilted her little face. She was actually quite bored staying in the Sword Sect branch. And it happened that she and Zhao Wumian were handling Mr. Du's matter, so she nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Wumian smiled and looked up at the sky. The rain was not heavy, so he closed the oil-paper umbrella, took out the bamboo hat and gently placed it on Luo Xiangzhu's little head.

Luo Xiangzhu had a petite and cute figure. Her body was pressed down several inches. She lifted her hat with both hands and raised her little face. Zhao Wumian was already sitting on the horse, reaching out his hand to her.

Luo Xiangzhu pulled her sleeves to avoid skin contact with Zhao Wumian, and sat on the horse's back a few inches away from Zhao Wumian.

Tap tap tap————

The Jade Lion of Zhaoye stepped over the puddles on the street. Luo Xiangzhu placed one of her small hands on Zhao Wumian's back to prevent her chest from touching him. Then she remembered something, reached into her bosom, and put it in front of Zhao Wumian's face.

Zhao Wumian lowered his eyes and saw two winter dates in Luo Xiangzhu's white and tender little palm.

"Thank you." Zhao Wumian thought Luo Xiangzhu was going to feed him, so he moved forward and took two bites of the dates.

His chin touched Luo Xiangzhu's hand, causing her to quickly withdraw her hand like a frightened rabbit.

boom--

Zhao Wumian felt Luo Xiangzhu hitting him on the back with his little fist.

"Um... sorry." Zhao Wumian chewed the fruit pulp.

It seems that Luo Xiangzhu is not going to feed him.

Luo Xiangzhu's fair and tender face was slightly red under her bamboo hat. She pursed her pink lips and said nothing...she couldn't speak.

When they reached the back of Bailu Street, they suddenly heard a muffled bang, followed by a voice saying, "The captain got beaten again!"

Zhao Wumian and Luo Xiangzhu were both slightly stunned.

Outside the villa behind Bailu Street, Ji Jianming and several detective officers hid in the dark, keeping an eye on Mr. Du Sanye's every move.

These days, Mr. Du has been very honest and well behaved. I don't know if he was scared or what, but he never leaves the house. Apart from sending a letter to Shu, he has not taken any other action.

Ji Jianming had been wondering whether the remnants of Dong Yan would contact Mr. Du Sanye again, but unfortunately he gained nothing.

Until a man in a straw raincoat came on horseback and hurried into the yard.

"Who!?" Mr. Du thought it was Zhao Wumian who came to ask for money again, and his tone was shocked and scared.

The man in the straw raincoat lifted up his hat, revealing a young but tired face.

"Grandson!?"

Ji Jianming's eyes narrowed outside the courtyard and he gave the captain of the police beside him a look, asking him to go and inform Wei Minghou quickly.

Inside the courtyard, Master Du San hurried forward, and asked in surprise, "Why did you come to the capital? Where is your father?"

Yangshe Yucheng frowned slightly, turned over and dismounted, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "My father? Why is my father here?"

"I wrote a letter to my nephew before... What's wrong with your throat?" Master Du San took the reins and tied the horse under the big locust tree in the yard, his tone curious.

Yangshe Yucheng's eyes were filled with resentment. "On the way here, someone attacked me. His internal energy injured my Fengfu acupoint. I will just need to rest for a few days."

Fengfu point is located in the depression below the corner of the mouth and nose. It is the "throat point", also called the mute point. Generally, by pressing this position and blocking it with Qi, a person can be unable to speak.

Looking closely, there were indeed bruises on Yangshe Yucheng's face.

"Hey, whoever dares to hit my grandson, tell my uncle and I will find someone to deal with it for you."

Yangshe Yucheng shook his head slightly, walked into the hall, and sighed, "He was very powerful, I was no match for him, and he fled in panic after a few moves, and I don't know how many horses died along the way."

Mr. Du San took a look at the horse under the big locust tree, and his eyes showed some understanding. This was indeed not the horse that belonged to Yangshe Yucheng.

Then he entered the hall. Yangshe Yucheng stood in front of the table, gurgling water into his mouth, with his back to Master Du San, asking, "Why did my uncle write a letter to my father?"

Speaking of this, Mr. Du's eyes darkened.
"A few days ago, a shameless guy sneaked into my house. I don't know what he wanted to do. Later, he heard my uncle talking about confidential work matters with others, and used this to blackmail me and took away countless money and property. But he is very skilled in martial arts, and I can't do anything to him. Even your uncle Zhuo can't defeat him in one move."

Yangshe Yucheng put down the kettle and did not ask what the secret was. He said directly: "I heard that Mr. Li was captured, so I rushed here, but I missed the letter from my uncle... But since my father will also come to the capital, let's discuss how to rescue Mr. Li."

Mr. Du San looked embarrassed, "He is imprisoned in Zhaoyu... Even if it is Huanzhen Pavilion, it is very difficult to rescue people from Zhaoyu, let alone us."

Yangshe Yucheng had his back to Master Du San and didn't say anything, obviously aware of how difficult this was.

Master Du thought Yangshe Yucheng was unhappy, so he smiled and stepped forward to help him take off his wet raincoat. "Uncle knows that you have a good relationship with Li Jingnan, but it is impossible for you and I to rescue Li Jingnan alone. Let's wait until your father comes to the capital and then make a long-term plan."

Yangshe Yucheng moved a few steps to the side to avoid Mr. Du Sanye's hand. He suddenly looked outside the courtyard with his brows tightly furrowed.

Mr. Du was slightly stunned, "What did you find?"

Yangshe Yucheng raised his hand and signaled Master Du San to stop talking. He listened carefully. After a moment, his brows suddenly furrowed tightly. "Someone is coming...hiss~ Are you being monitored?!"

Yangshe Yucheng is young, talented, and has already become the top scorer. His perception must be much stronger than that of Mr. Du Sanye. Upon hearing this, Mr. Du Sanye did not suspect him at all.

His expression changed again and again. After all, he was an old hand, so he figured out the whole story with just a little guidance. He suddenly said in a stern voice:
"Damn that dragon from across the river! Could it be that I fell into his trap? Why are they spying on me? Are they gangsters? Or are they the imperial lackeys of the Detective Department?"

Yangshe Yucheng's face also darkened. He didn't see anyone, he just heard some noise. How could he know if it was someone from the Detective Department or a gangster?

He signaled to Master Du Sanye not to speak, hurried to the big locust tree, loosened the reins, and then put his ear to the wall and listened carefully.

When Mr. Du San saw Yangshe Yucheng's situation, he knew that the other party must have bad intentions...that was the time to run for his life.

Mr. Du had been in the underworld for so long that he had imagined this kind of situation. He returned to the house and put on a layer of close-fitting soft armor in a few breaths, and also wore a helmet and visor, looking armed to the teeth.

But secretly keeping armor is a serious crime, but if it's just one pair, it's nothing.

Outside the villa, Ji Jianming saw a team of imperial guards rushing here with swords and knives in hand. The friction sound of their armor was extremely loud.

Ji Jianming's face immediately darkened. He flew directly to the front of the guards and took out the badge of the Detective Department from his waist. "The Detective Department is investigating a case. What are you doing here, colleagues?"

A commander of the Imperial Guard frowned slightly, looked Ji Jianming up and down, and then said truthfully: "Someone reported that someone in this courtyard wanted to assassinate Wei Minghou, so we came here to investigate."

"Someone reported it?" Ji Jianming looked confused. His damn Yangshe Yucheng had just arrived in the capital, and in the blink of an eye he was reported... Is he kidding you?
This Yangshe Yucheng must have fallen into a trap.

At this moment, Ji Jianming suddenly heard the conversation in the other courtyard disappear, and he knew that Yangshe Yucheng and Du Sanye in the courtyard must have heard something.

His brows were furrowed, and he stuck close to the wall, listening carefully and sensing the movements inside... There was only a wall between him and Yangshe Yucheng.

However, Yangshe Yucheng got to the wall before him, and Ji Jianming's actions would certainly not be hidden from him, so Yangshe Yucheng did not hesitate, and slowly withdrew his body, then clenched his fists, hung them on his waist and abdomen, and took a horse stance. His raincoat moved without wind, and his momentum continued to rise.

Mr. Du stood behind Yangshe Yucheng and took a look at Yangshe Yucheng's posture, but he didn't recognize what kind of martial arts this was... Is this Qing Liantian's martial arts? When did Qing Liantian teach boxing?

However, when living in the martial arts world, it is definitely better to have one more martial art than one less. It is normal for Yangshe Yucheng to know some boxing skills since he has such a high talent.

"drink!"

Yangsheyucheng roared, twisted his waist and abdomen violently, and smashed his fists on the wall like cannonballs. His raincoat was suddenly lifted up by the strong wind, shattering countless raindrops, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the wall in front of him.

Ji Jianming had just put his face against the wall when the wall suddenly shattered with a loud bang. Ji Jianming's tall figure was like a crossbow, and he went straight back, smashing two walls along with broken bricks and rubble, and fell into a house.

It was exactly the same as that night in Wutong Garden.

The detective chief was slightly startled, and then he saw Yangshe Yucheng in the smoke and dust behind the hole, and then his face changed drastically, and he shouted, "The chief has been beaten again!"

Choke————

They all drew their swords.

At this moment, Master Du San was riding a horse and rushed out of the gate. Yangshe Yucheng did not hesitate, he jumped on the horse and rode away.

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Thanks to '契月９' for the reward of 10,000.

I still owe two more chapters.

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