Hebiweng snorted coldly and continued walking inside.
Luzhangke was more diplomatic about dealing with favors and made an exception by explaining: "He has the strength."
Then without another word, the middle-aged man, who was disheveled in the wind, walked in.
The two elders Xuan Ming really didn't want to help Li Jiang flatter him, but they had to say this.
The man who blocked the road and asked questions was transferred from the army below by Wang Baobao. He didn't know the specific situation of the battle at Wan'an Temple only temporarily, but he would know one day.
If Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming shamelessly disparaged Li Jiang, then what kind of roles are the two who were defeated in full view of the public?
After Zhao Min arranged for Li Jiang to sit down in the lobby, he disappeared in a hurry.
Li Jiang waited in confusion for more than an hour before she appeared again.
Before she arrived, Li Jiang knew what she was doing! Because Li Jiang smelled the strong fragrance again in his nose.
Li Jiang expressed his understanding of this. Beautiful women love to be clean, and they will smell good as long as they have the conditions. This is normal.
Zhao Min changed into a goose-yellow dress, a typical Jiangnan lady's dress. Anyway, she was beautiful from the neck up. This made Li Jiang, a spiritual master, feel absent-minded for a moment.
She walked over in a graceful manner, sat affectionately on the chair next to Li Jiang, lightly opened her red lips (this is not an adjective, she really lit it red) and said: "Brother Haichuan, before I had time to ask you, you said you were wandering around"
It’s been a month, where have you been?”
"The main thing is to travel to the north and experience the undulating mountains and vast grasslands." Li Jiang said with a smile.
Zhao Min was stunned and frowned: "Brother Haichuan, you have expelled us Meng people, and you are not going to let us go even to the prairie?"
This time it was Li Jiang's turn to be stunned, and after a long while he replied: "Minmei, don't think too much, I just want to relax and practice. Also, don't worry, due to the climate, roads and communications, we are temporarily
It doesn’t take up that much space.”
"Oh? How long will it take?" Zhao Min asked nervously.
Li Jiang thought about it seriously and replied: "Perhaps in two or three hundred years, Mongolia will be included in the original version of the Chinese version and be subject to restrictions. In another two or three hundred years, Han and Mongolia will be one family, regardless of each other!"
Zhao Min patted his chest and said angrily: "Oh, I'm so afraid that Brother Haichuan said it won't take more than a few years. Two or three hundred years later, we will all turn into dust, how can we still see that far away?"
Something about?"
Li Jiang sighed softly, but thought in his heart, I can see it, but it's a pity that the beauty in front of him has already passed away.
Zhao Min asked again: "Brother Haichuan, how could you guess what will happen hundreds of years later?"
Li Jiang stretched out his hand, made a seal in front of Zhao Min, and said, "You are an authentic Taoist priest. With just one pinch of your finger, you can see up to a thousand years and down to five hundred years."
"Giggle." Zhao Min pursed his lips and chuckled, and said, "Brother Haichuan, stop lying. Don't you believe in the Ming Cult that worships fire?"
"Our two religions practice together and promote each other." Li Jiang choked and said.
"I don't believe it! The Taoist sect will not accept you. The Ming Cult is a cult in their eyes." Zhao Min didn't believe it at all.
Li Jiang said with great solemnity: "The practice of Pindao is in my heart and has nothing to do with other people. As long as I agree with the Ancestral Master, I will be his disciple."
Zhao Min laughed even harder, holding his belly with one hand and covering his mouth with the other: "You are talking about the Buddhist teachings in your heart, right? Taoism is the most important ritual, and the Ancestral Master will not recognize you as his disciple!"
Li Jiangxiao was embarrassed for a moment and argued forcefully: "Well, can't I study Taoism on my own? If Brother Zhang hadn't pulled me to help, I might have left the world of mortals long ago and gone to the mountains to practice Taoism."
Zhao Min did not laugh again this time, but said solemnly: "Brother Haichuan, if you really think so, I am willing to accompany you to go to the mountains to practice meditation, and no longer have to worry about the world, and no longer have the pain of filing documents, okay?"
Li Jiang was stabbed by two bright eyes, and immediately felt his face was itchy. He scratched it and said, "You can't help yourself in the world! I just hope that someone can help me share the burden in the future. I
It’s so easy…”
"How about I help you?" Zhao Min interrupted.
"You?" Li Jiang said in surprise.
"Brother Haichuan, look down on me? I have helped my father handle official military affairs since I was a child. When I grew up, I kept the Ruyang Mansion in good order. I think I am smart, knowledgeable and resourceful, so I can't help you?" Li Jiang protested with a pouted mouth.
.
"Yes, yes, but..."
"Because I'm a fool?"
"That's not..."
"Why?"
"Well, I'm eager to have a strong woman like you help me."
Li Jiang thought about Zhao Min's character in the original book and reluctantly agreed.
"Gee, but Brother Haichuan, I have a condition."
"What conditions?"
"I, a Mongolian woman, have a custom that after she gets married, she has nothing to do with her original family. So, if you want me to help you wholeheartedly, you have to marry me!"
"hehe"
"You don't agree?"
"It doesn't matter whether I agree or not. As far as I know, marriage also requires the consent of the elders, right?"
"Brother Haichuan, you don't know that in addition to the betrothal system, the Mongolian people also have a marriage robbery system, right? Even if my father doesn't agree, you can just come and steal it from me."
"Rescue your father first!"
…
Late at night, in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.
The jailers guarding outside changed their posts one after another.
A pair of people were chatting.
"Wang Wu, it's good for you, you can still get some sleep later, but I'm in a miserable state, I have to stand until dawn."
"Sangbiao, do you think my class is good? After we get down, we have to cook supper for the soldiers inside. How about we switch?"
"Haha, Brother Wang is joking. Whoever wants to wait on the uncles can wait on me. Anyway, I won't go. I heard that a few days ago, Liu Mengzi's food was a little cold..."
"That's right, dead. Beaten to death!"
"Hey" the two jailers each shuddered.
At this time, Wang Wu suddenly pointed to the sky and opened his mouth.
Sangbiao turned around and saw nothing in the dark sky. He asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
Wang Wu took back his hand, rubbed his eyes and looked again, and then said: "I seemed to see a big bird flying over!"
"Don't be ridiculous, big birds are nowhere to be found in Dadu."
"That shouldn't be..."
"ghost!"
"Hey" they both shuddered at the same time.
Li Jiang, the "ghost" in the mouth of the two jailers, has flown to a roof in front of the entrance to the dungeon and is carefully observing the surrounding situation.
Although Li Jiang has the confidence to move freely among millions of troops, he will not be so "reckless". If he can save some energy to achieve results, why not do it?
In order to ensure a clear investigation, Li Jiang opened the long-lost "Sky Eye" system and cut into a range of 100 meters from the infrared scanning exit.
Then he built a three-dimensional model in his mind using the red dots prompted by the scan and the buildings he observed, and he quickly came to a conclusion.
The internal defense of Yuan Bing is three-dimensional, with guards all around the top and bottom of each building. Especially the entrance and exit, there are three floors inside and three floors outside, and even the vents every ten feet have two guards.
This can be said to be an extreme use of human power. I am afraid that even a fly flying in can distinguish the male from the female.
Li Jiang quietly shrank back again, revealing only a pair of eyes, observing the patterns of the walking guards, and then listening to the heartbeat of the stationed guards.
(Thanks to "Comrade Derong" of Da Zhangjing of the Mingjiao Military Aircraft Department for casting two monthly votes!)