Chapter 284 Nanchang Branch
Chapter 284 Nanchang Branch
May 24th, Nanchang Prefecture.
There is a large lake in the east of the city, which is connected to the Ganjiang River.
There are dozens of hectares of rippling blue waves and three small islands in the center, covered with exotic flowers and plants. It is called Baihua Island. In recent years, a prince built more than ten pavilions on the island. The most conspicuous one is the five-story Xinghua Tower, which is a real eyesore.
A pleasure boat sailed on the water and circled Baihuazhou.
The bead curtain on the boat swayed gently, and the sound of ten slender white fingers touching behind the curtain was crisp and pleasant, like the collision of jade beads. The sound of the piano was deep and vast, like circles of ripples spreading out in all directions.
"Om~"
The sound of the piano stops, it is heavy and powerful.
The big man with a curly beard sat upright on an embroidered cushion in front of the pearl curtain. When the song was over, he put the secret letter he had read back into the brocade box on the table.
"Besides the young lady, there are probably not many people in the world who can play the lyre with such natural transition between light and heavy notes."
"Uncle Xiang, you are too kind. My zither skills were taught by Qu Yang. Compared with him, I am still several levels behind."
A voice came from behind the curtain, which was clear and majestic. The woman was wearing a plain gauze skirt and an exquisite straw hat on her head. On the hanging gauze scarf was a very light and pale ink painting of bamboo.
Qu Yang has a long history in the sect, but strictly speaking, he is not a die-hard fan of Ren Woxing, nor is he a die-hard fan of Dongfang Bubai. He does not seem to have much desire for power, and is not close to either side. However, he is very supportive of the younger members of the sect, like a generous elder.
"Qu Youshi, what a pity! Blackwood Cliff has issued a hunting order. I'm afraid that Boya and Ziqi will become extinct in the future...With the Eastern Sect Leader not in Blackwood Cliff, Yang Lianting has become even more reckless."
Ren Yingying sighed softly, "Hunting down the Right Envoy and expelling him from the sect, without Dongfang Bubai's order, no matter how bold and reckless Yang Lianting is, he would not dare to do so. Even if he dared, Di Baiying of the Dharma Protector Hall would not obey."
Xiang Wentian said: "Miss, Qu Yang is also an elder in the sect after all, should we-"
Ren Yingying shook her head slightly: "The Lord Protector has come out personally. If we take action, it will just give Yang Lianting a handle. I'm afraid he has other intentions in making such a big fuss."
Xiang Wentian frowned and asked, "You mean, Yang Lianting wants to use Qu Yang as bait to lure us in?"
"It may not be us. How could Uncle Xiang forget that Qu Yang has a friend who is much older than him? He is not only a half-teacher to that person, but also saved his life. In a few years, that wild carp has turned into a dragon."
Xiang Wentian said, "Will he wade into this muddy water? This man is highly regarded by Dongfang Bubai and has been promoted to a powerful position in just a few years. He is thoughtful and skilled, and is indeed a man of character. When I wanted to go with him to kill Yang Fengming last time, I was rejected."
Ren Yingying chuckled and said, "If you care about gains and losses, you should stay away from him. But... Uncle Xiang also saw that a friend in the martial arts world sent a secret letter saying that Zhang Yu's whereabouts were found in Fuzhou Prefecture."
"Fuzhou Prefecture, what is he doing in Fujian?" Xiang Wentian is extremely intelligent, but he is only focused on finding the whereabouts of Ren Woxing. He doesn't know as much about the news in the martial arts world as Ren Yingying.
She guessed, "Maybe it has something to do with the Qingcheng Sect's destruction of the Fuwei Escort Agency. In any case, he showed up in the Southland at this time. No matter what excuse he made, saying it had nothing to do with Qu Yang, even if I believed it, how could Yang Lianting and Di Baiying believe it?"
Xiang Wentian suddenly looked at the pearl curtain and asked, "The eldest lady has been staying in Nanchang Prefecture for a few days. Could it be that she is waiting for Zhang Yu?"
Ren Yingying was silent for a moment, then said, "I can't do it directly, but if I can save Qu Yang through Zhang Yu, it will be considered as my contribution."
Xiang Wentian nodded, with approval in his eyes.
The eldest daughter lost her parents when she was young. For more than ten years, even though she was protected by Master Ren's former subordinates, she still had to be on guard against the assassination of Dongfang Bubai's lackeys. She grew up in conspiracies and intrigues.
The sense of self-preservation and vigilance is very strong, so it is inevitable that one will care about the gains and losses in everything.
He employs people like cloth and seeks profit only. As the leader of a faction, it is not wrong to possess these qualities.
But just having this thing without any true character is not enough to lead tens of thousands of followers of the Sun and Moon Sect.
Dongfang Bubai used Yang Lianting in front of him. He fought dozens of battles, big and small, and always led the charge when encountering enemies, not fearing life and death. This is how he accumulated great prestige among the followers. Many of the eliminated hall masters and incense masters did not believe that it was the Dongfang Sect Leader who gave the order until their death. At this time, two sword maids in black clothes reported outside the door.
"Saint Aunt, tell the Left Envoy that King Ning has sent someone to invite you two to go to Baihua Island for a chat."
Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "This local tyrant is quite well-informed. Miss, are you interested in visiting Baihua Island? I heard that the scenery on the island is the best in East Lake and is known as a paradise on earth."
"When we are on someone else's territory, we should at least give them some respect. It's enough for you to go on my behalf, uncle."
"it is good!"
Xiang Wentian knew that Miss Ren wanted to continue waiting for news from Zhang Yu on the boat, and that she asked him to go to Baihuazhou not to make friends with King Ning, but mainly to try to find out the whereabouts of Ren Woxing through this local tyrant.
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At the same time, in the middle of East Gate Street in Nanchang Prefecture, the doors of the triple-story mansion were closed.
Outside the door, the escort flag was nowhere to be found. On the bare flagpole hung a pair of women's flowered shorts, which were almost torn into strips and extremely tattered. The plaque of "Fuwei Escort Agency Gan Bureau" was turned upside down, with two straw sandals on it.
Three horse-drawn carriages went around to the back door, and the drivers were all men with western Sichuan accents.
Outside the gate, at the corner of the wall across the street, there was a beggar squatting. He had dishevelled hair and ragged clothes, and was holding a broken bowl in his hand, which contained half a stale sesame cake that he had begged from the market last night.
When he saw the men from western Sichuan who occupied the Nanchang branch, all of them smiling happily, with their sleeves filled with gold, silver and jewels, he became so angry that he wanted to kill all these evil spirits who were taking his life and robbing him of his wealth.
"Why did the government let the Qingcheng Sect do such banditry? Why didn't anyone in the martial arts world come out to seek justice for the Lin family?"
The young beggar was filled with indignation.
This person is none other than Lin Pingzhi from the Fuwei Escort Agency, who escaped from Fuzhou Prefecture in search of his parents who were abducted by the Qingcheng Sect.
"Now that I have run out of money, I am afraid I won't be able to reach Sichuan if I rely on begging for food along the way."
Lin Pingzhi thought about the Nanchang Branch, which was originally his own property. Now that the gold, silver and valuables were taken away by the robbers, he had to hide and starve. Anger rose in his heart.
"Nanchang is close. I lived here with my father for three months last spring. I am familiar with Zhu Biaotou. Now I am afraid that they have all been killed by the evil ghosts of Qingcheng. I can sneak in and take some money to use. I shouldn't be discovered."
Lin Pingzhi threw away the broken bowl, went around the corner of the outer wall, and found a dog hole leading to the backyard.
The pit was filled with a pungent fishy smell and was stained with dog hair and feces.
"A real man should be able to bend and stretch. Prime Minister Wu played the flute in Wu City, and the humiliation of Marquis Huaiyin's crotch is nothing. It's just a dog hole!"
Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth, bent down and crawled into the dog hole, his body arched up and down, fitting seamlessly into the earth pit. He could only purse his lips and close his eyes to prevent the dog feces from entering his mouth. This became his only bottom line.
Just as he stuck his upper body out of the dog hole, opened his eyes and breathed in fresh air, a burst of laughter exploded in the sky like thunder.
"Hahaha, that bastard's butt is wiggling back and forth like a pig."
"You didn't even look up to see if there was anyone there before you climbed through the dog hole. How stupid of you."
With his head full of dog shit, Lin Pingzhi looked at the two men from western Sichuan standing on the wall, staring at him with a smile. He suddenly felt disheartened. He had not expected that the Qingcheng Sect's defenses were so strict.
(End of this chapter)