Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

The night was as dark as ink. On the mountain road outside Zhuzhou County, dozens of red lanterns pierced the darkness, illuminating the winding mountain road like a coiled red snake.

Ling Ling leaned against the eight-man sedan chair, playing with the gold-plated and silver-inlaid token with her fingertips. The three seal characters "bad people" on the token glowed coldly in the candlelight.

The sound of horse hooves came from outside the curtain of the sedan chair. Three hundred elite guards surrounded the team tightly. The sound of armor and weapons colliding was particularly clear in the silent night.

After passing through three secret checkpoints, a large mansion with carved beams and painted buildings appeared before our eyes.

The vermilion lacquered gate was wide open, and the bronze animal head on the door nail held a night-shining pearl in its mouth, illuminating the area in front of the gate as bright as day.

The butler was waiting at the door with his back bent, beads of sweat on his forehead, glistening in the light.

Ling Ling walked down slowly on a silk sedan chair embroidered with gold thread.

In the hall, officials of all ranks from Zhuzhou County had already lined up to wait.

The leading county magistrate walked forward quickly with a big smile on his face. The corner of his robe swept across the threshold, bringing with it a gust of fragrant wind. The fragrance was from the fabric that was dyed with South China Sea ambergris.

"Commander Ling, your presence truly brings honor to my humble abode!"

There was undisguised flattery in his voice, and the officials behind him also bowed and saluted, with awe and a bit of flattery in their eyes.

In the crowd, County Magistrate Li Mingxuan secretly looked up at the legendary leader of the bad guys. He saw that her eyebrows and eyes were fierce, and her pair of phoenix eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, which made him shudder.

Ling Ling glanced around, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she stepped into the hall.

The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies. The steamed mandarin fish warmed with a night pearl alone was worth a fortune.

What’s even more astonishing is that every dish is extremely luxurious.

The crystal plate was filled with tribute luminous grapes, each one looking like amethyst.

In the jade bowl floats the pigeon stewed with thousand-year-old ginseng from Changbai Mountain, and the soup has an amber luster.

Even the most common green vegetables are made of the tenderest hearts, decorated with broken gold foil, which sparkles in the candlelight.

"You are so polite."

Ling Ling sat down in the main seat and picked up the luminous cup with a gold rim. The amber wine swayed gently in the cup, reflecting a hazy halo.

The county magistrate quickly stood up and poured wine for her himself.

"The commander has helped His Majesty share his worries and safeguarded the peace of the Tang Dynasty. This small gesture of gratitude is truly insignificant."

The officials echoed one after another, and for a moment, the sound of flattery filled the entire hall.

The newly appointed chief clerk Wang Yuanzhi also raised his glass, but he was secretly thinking about how to find an opportunity for promotion at this banquet.

After three rounds of drinks, Ling Ling's cheeks flushed.

She put down her glass and waved gently.

A confidant understood and quickly stepped forward, pulling out an exquisite sandalwood box from his bosom. The edge of the lid was carved with intricate Taotie patterns.

Opening the lid of the box, Wu Shi San was neatly stacked inside, and the light pink powder was giving off a strange luster under the candlelight.

When the officials around saw this, some lowered their heads and pretended not to see it, while others had a hint of unnaturalness in their eyes, but soon returned to normal - in their opinion, this was already a common occurrence.

Only a few newly arrived young officials looked surprised, but they did not dare to show it at all.

Ling Ling picked up a small handful of Wu Shi San and swallowed it mixed with the wine.

After a moment, her eyes became blurred and the smile on her lips became more wanton.

The effect of the medicine gradually took effect, and she felt hot all over, as if millions of ants were crawling on her skin.

As per custom, the older officials stood up and took their leave. Before leaving, they reminded the younger officials who stayed behind: "Serve the commander well. This is your blessing."

Before leaving, the old postmaster looked at his young subordinates who looked ashen with sympathy and sighed softly.

The young officials who stayed behind looked at each other in bewilderment.

Among them, Zhang Mingyuan, a scholar who had just entered the officialdom, turned pale. He came from a poor family and studied hard for decades before he got a position as a minor official. He never expected that this seemingly ordinary welcoming banquet would contain such filth.

The colleague next to him quietly pulled his sleeve and nodded towards the door.

Only then did Zhang Mingyuan notice that the bad guards at the door were all holding knife handles, with cold eyes, blocking the retreat route.

The moonlight shone through the window lattice onto their armor, reflecting a cold light, foreshadowing the fate of the rebels.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Ling Ling's lazy voice sounded, a little drunken, mixed with irresistible majesty.

She reached out and gently stroked the cheek of a young official beside her, leaving a faint red mark on his face with her nails. "Come here..."

Before he finished speaking, several young officials who had already figured out the routine came forward and tried to please him with forced smiles.

Zhang Mingyuan and several equally ignorant young people stood there, their eyes full of fear and despair.

Zhang Mingyuan's legs went weak and he wanted to resist, but he thought of his elderly parents at home.

His old father is bedridden and his mother works day and night. The whole family hopes that he can achieve something in his career.

He gritted his teeth and slowly took off his clothes under the helpless and sympathetic gazes of his colleagues.

In the hall, the flickering candlelight illuminated this absurd and dark scene.

Ling Ling leaned on the brocade couch, her eyes full of crazy enjoyment. The pleasure brought by the Five Stones Powder made her forget everything and immerse herself in this decadent pleasure.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew outside the window, causing the lantern to shake violently, and the light and shadow on the wall were distorted into various hideous shapes.

The sound of the night watchman beating the clock came from afar, "dong-dong", which seemed particularly desolate in the silent night.

……

Only after Ling Ling finished enjoying herself was she sent back to her residence by her subordinates.

Ling Ling's husband Zhao Fang is also a handsome scholar.

But studying was too hard. After marrying Ling Ling, he realized that everything that was out of his reach before was now within his reach.

At this moment, looking at Ling Ling who was helped back in disheveled and drunk, Zhao Fang's face was expressionless.

She just saw a unfamiliar face among the bad guys who brought her wife back.

he frowned

"All of you newcomers, remember this: don't spread the news about what happened today. It won't do you any good. You should also think more about your families."

As he spoke, Zhao Fang took out a few red envelopes and gave one to each of these bad subordinates.

The estimated amount is no less than ten taels of silver.

Then Zhao Fang helped Ling Ling back home.

At this moment, the Jinyiwei had already set their sights on Commander Ling.

"Humph, how audacious! You actually took my Tang Dynasty officials and their bad men as your lovers! How daring!"

"Chu Zhenfu Envoy, are you going to close the net tomorrow?"

Chu Muyun frowned when he heard his subordinates' words.

Found that something seemed to be wrong.