Factory owner is king

Chapter 352
"Boom, boom, boom."

There were gentle knocks on the door, one long and two short.

Standing in front of the door of the quiet room, Zhu Di said in a low voice, "It's a hundred crimes for disturbing Master Qingxiu. But I have something to discuss, please see Master."

Although this Prince Yan Mansion, and even this large city of Beiping are theoretically under the administration of the imperial court, in fact he is the King of Yan, Zhu Di, who is the real ruler.But in front of this hut, his attitude was extremely respectful.This is the due respect for the humerus of his subordinates. Judging from the attitude of this courteous corporal, Zhu Di does have the appearance of a hero.

The dark memories were interrupted by the knock on the door. The so-called Qingxiu actually did not exist.

After the sound of the Buddha's name, the door opened, and Dao Yan stood opposite Zhu Di, bowing slightly: "My lord."

Zhu Di is in front and Dao Yan is behind.The two headed towards the front hall, but did not enter the quiet room.

"Two hours ago, Peiping General Li Duo died in the study. A sword pierced his heart. The murderer was nowhere to be found."

"It's a good thing." Dao Yan smiled slightly, and said lightly: "His mind is shaken. Although he is called to be used by the prince, he is actually greedy. From the beginning, I am afraid that he is not someone who can be loyal to the prince. It was determined by the poor monk before." In the policy, there was no plan to protect his life, the prince should know."

"It's just..." Zhu Di nodded, frowning: "Recently, many people from all walks of life have gathered in the city, coming in and out. Although they killed a group of people based on the master's good strategy, more have come now. Xiao Wang knows that the master He wanted to use the strategy of killing people with a knife to clean up Beiping. But now that Li Duo is dead, can the remaining small fish and shrimp be let go?
Oh, Master, don't get me wrong, it's Xiao Wang who is kind and soft.It's just that the people in the city are panicking, and the civil and military have no intention of government affairs and military affairs.If things go on like this, it will eventually be detrimental to me in Peiping. "

Did someone say something again?

Dao Yan shook his head and said: "What the lord said is also reasonable. Misty Rain House changed hands, and it will eventually be a disaster. Previously, it was a catch, but now it is difficult to cast the net again. After all, these gangsters are not soldiers or civilians. , It’s really hard to deal with.” Dao Yan stopped and pondered for a moment: “Don’t worry, my lord, the poor monk has already made up his mind. I will leave this matter to the poor monk to arrange.”

"Where is Master going?" Seeing Daoyan turning his direction, Zhu Di asked aloud, "Your body..."

"It's okay, the poor monk knows it well." Dao Yan said with a smile, but went straight out of the mansion.

It was already midnight at this time, and it was not far from midnight.

Except for the soldiers and watchmen who patrol the city, there are no people in the city.

Dao Yan was holding a lantern, and the moon-white monk robe and bright head looked very eye-catching.Several waves of soldiers wanted to step forward to inquire, but when they saw the token of the palace hanging on the opponent's waist, they hurriedly retreated.

Dao Yan had no clear purpose, he just walked leisurely, walking through the streets and alleys, wandering around the streets and walking in the alleys.He is looking for someone, but he doesn't know where the other person is, so he can only use his own methods to make the other person come to him.

"It's dry, be careful with candles!"

"Clang~"

With the sound of a gong, the hour has come.

Look up, the moon is in the sky.Lowering his head again, a monk suddenly appeared at the end of the back alley, walking towards him, standing with one palm in front of his chest and performing the Buddhist ceremony, also dressed in a moon-white monk robe, looking at it by the moonlight, his features were beautiful.

"Wusheng, I met senior brother." Walking closer, Wusheng said softly.

"I've said it, the poor monk is not your senior brother... Forget it." Dao Yan shook his head, and said with a smile: "I don't look at the face of the monk, but at the face of the Buddha. Do the poor monk a favor, and the poor monk will take Sikong Xuan , Shi Zhen and those who return to you, how about it?"

"Brother, please speak, and brother will do his best."

"It's not about trying our best, but we must do it." Dao Yan said quietly: "Otherwise, the poor monk will kill them all."

"Brother..."

Dao Yan raised his hand and said: "You and I don't have much sympathy, Lanke Temple will be destroyed, and the last trace of involvement will be broken. Besides, those falsehoods are useless, it is better to say something real.

Xu Ruyi sent people to Beiping to deal with Jing Ke's leaving, stirring up the wind and rain.Your White Lotus Sect has strength and power in Beiping.How about helping the poor monk find them and kill them, and the poor monk will release them? "

"Impossible." Wu Sheng shook his head and said solemnly: "Brother, you should know that the cooperation with Dongchang is the decision made by the Buddha Mother. Wu Sheng is just a protector of the law and has no power to change it."

"No, you have." Dao Yan said with a smile: "Tang Sai'er is not here, Sikong Xuanshizhen and the others were captured by poor monks again. You are the talker of the White Lotus Sect near Beiping. The White Lotus Sect has a strict hierarchy. As long as you speak, the people below will naturally listen. How can you use the word "job" to excuse you?"

Wu Sheng looked at Dao Yan with a tangled expression, Dao Yan just smiled, narrowed his triangular eyes, and waited.

for a while
Wu Changsheng sighed, and looked at Dao Yan pleadingly: "Senior brother's sky-long posture, what the junior brother can think of, the senior brother will naturally not understand. The Yanyu Building is now under the command of Dongchang. If the younger brother is on the same level as him, then he will be with him. The East Factory is broken. If it was in the past, it would be fine. But now Guangmingding has been rebuilt. If the owner of the factory is annoyed and a large army is sent to attack, then the younger brother is the sinner of Bailian.

Even if Sikong Xuan and the others are alive at this time, we have no face to answer in front of the Buddha Mother. The request of the senior brother is not because the senior brother is unwilling, but it is really impossible. "

"Well, there is some truth in what you said." Dao Yan nodded, and suddenly asked: "Then if the poor monk tells you that Xu Ruyi may die soon, what should you do?"

"What?" Wusheng was stunned.

"You heard it, why ask again." Dao Yan said with a smile: "The poor monk has already laid a net in the capital, counting the days, and in five days, it will be the time when Xu Ruyi will not allow the world. The news between the two places, um. ...in ten days, you should receive the news. If so, would you like to help the poor monk?"

Wusheng lowered his head and pinched his fingers for a moment of silent calculation, then raised his head: "We are trapped in Beiping, and the Buddha mother should have received the news by now. It will take ten days or so, and I believe the Buddha mother will come in person. If it is true as what the senior brother said, then Maybe Wusheng doesn't need to speak, the Buddha Mother will make a decision."

"I know, but within ten days, you still need to make some arrangements in secret. Finding out the other party's heel will save you some time, right?" Having said this, Dao Yan turned around and headed towards the other end of the alley. And go: "During these ten days, there must be no more casualties in Beiping. No matter what you do, poor monk, just remember that if one person dies in Beiping, the poor monk will pick off one of your white lotus heads. If two people die, the poor monk will take your head." The two fought for their lives. The chips in the hands of the poor monk are not too many, but you can grasp the weight of it yourself."

"Brother!"

"That's all."

Wu Sheng stood there in a daze, watching Dao Yan disappear at the entrance of the alley, this night. . .very cold.

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