Chapter five hundred and thirty fifth perfume girl
Dugu Moyu nodded with satisfaction and said: "Chen Feihu, I give you three days to complete this matter."
A middle-aged man named Chen Feihu immediately respectfully said yes.
"Wait a minute!" King Bodo's eyes flashed and he said suddenly.
"What are the instructions from the Dharma King?" Dugu Moyu turned to look at the Dharma King Bodo.
"We, the Nestorian Church, just lack manpower and a stronghold in the capital. The Red Sword Society can create such a wonderful thing as a theater. The person in charge must be a talented person. Why don't Brother Dugu dispatch some of his men and follow me to conquer them personally?
Wouldn't it be better?" King Bodo said with a smile, his eyes flashing.
Dugu Moyu nodded and said: "Just follow the King's wishes. I will mobilize a hundred experts for the King when I get back."
After a pause, he said with a worried look on his face: "But will Wang Junlin reveal your identity?"
A cold light flashed in King Bodo's eyes, and he said: "As long as you introduce me to the emperor and I cure the emperor's disease, what if Wang Junlin reveals my identity? After all, the war the year before last was between the Turks and the
The Tuyuhun people beat me, I just said something behind my back. But this guy dared to attack me just now and made a fool of himself. I will definitely not let him go, as will the arrogant young man just now."
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Wang Junlin and Chen Danying went directly to the yard behind the theater. Nie Xiaoyu and the little girl bought from the Yu family came here in advance. Nie Xiaoyu had already summoned several people in charge of the theater and held a brief meeting for them.
He pointed out some management and rehearsal issues to them, and also gave them two stories from Chinese Liaozhai to let them rehearse in advance.
"Greetings to Mr. Hou, I have met Miss Xiaoyu." Jing Tian, the leader of the Red Knife Club, has just arrived after receiving the news.
Wang Junlin briefly told Jingtian about the origins of the Patriarch Hado and his grudge against him, and then ordered: "The Patriarch Patriarch is extremely difficult to deal with. It will not be easy for him to come to the theater to watch the show today. In the past few days, you Red Swordsmen will recruit more experts.
Stay alert."
Jingtian quickly said yes respectfully, and then led others to leave quickly to prepare.
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When Xiang Xiang stood in front of Wang Junlin, she was like a wounded little animal, trying to get into the arms of Nie Xiaoyu who had saved her.
Yes, the name of the little girl Nie Xiaoyu rescued from the Yu family was Xiang Xiang. Wang Junlin was stunned for a long time after hearing this. Even Nie Xiaoyu rarely repeated it several times in his mouth, obviously he was also touched by this name.
interesting.
At this time, when he looked at the freshly dressed and cleansed face with perfume, Wang Junlin couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and his eyes were shining. The little girl who was only twelve years old had grown up to be a disaster for the country and the people. No wonder he was raped by that official before.
The officials bought more than two thousand taels of silver.
"I have sent someone to find a place outside the city to bury your mother. Later I will send someone to take you to pay homage to your mother. After you come back, you will stay at home and live a good life. I heard that your mother is just a concubine of the Yu family.
But your father is Yu Zhongheng after all, and your father and I have enmity, and the enmity is not small. If you are unwilling to stay in your enemy's house, I will arrange a place for you to go, and I can ensure that you live a stable life."
Wang Junlin looked into Xiang Xiang's eyes and said warmly.
Xiang Xiang shook his head, lowered his head and said: "My mother was robbed by my father. My mother said that when the Yu family robbed my mother, they also beat my grandfather and my uncle to death. Moreover, my mother and I lived at home.
Not happy at all."
Wang Junlin looked at her and smiled, and said: "In that case, then live a good life in our Qin'an Marquis Mansion... It will be worthy of your mother's sacrifice."
Xiang Xiang nodded timidly, but her big black eyes were still full of uneasiness. One hand tightly grasped the expressionless Nie Xiaoyu's arm, as if Nie Xiaoyu could give her a sense of security.
Wang Junlin looked at Nie Xiaoyu and said: "Shang Xiang relies on you so much, why not let her work with you."
Nie Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
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Before Wang Junlin left the Xiaoyu Theater, Shen Guang came to Wang Junlin, bowed respectfully, and said: "I would like to inform you, Mr. Hou, I have just received news that Yu Zhongchao of the Yu family has escaped. He was seen with more than ten guards. Dressed as a caravan and left the city from the east gate, I humbly came to ask the Marquis if he should send someone to kill him."
Wang Junlin shook his head and said: "No, there are more important things that you need to do now, so there is no need to waste manpower on such incompetent people."
Shen Guang's eyes flashed and he said: "Master Hou wants to deal with the Nestorian Bodo Dharma King."
The cold light in Wang Junlin's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't act rashly yet, mobilize your good forces to target the Bodo Dharma King and all his followers, as well as Dugu Moyu. Report their situation to me at any time."
Shen Guang had rarely seen Wang Junlin look so serious. He knew that Boduo Dharma King was probably a difficult person, and the power of the Dugu clan was far greater than that of the Yu family. He couldn't help but feel stern in his heart, and said solemnly: "This is a humble position. As ordered, go and arrange the manpower."
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"Sir, should I go back or go to Chunnu Mansion?" Zheng Shiwen hummed a little tune he had just learned from the play "The Legend of White Snake" and got into the carriage with the help of a guard. A guard next to him rode at the window to ask for instructions.
"What are you going to do? Go directly to Chunnu Building." Zheng Shiwen's voice came from the carriage.
The carriage, surrounded by four guards on tall horses, headed towards Chunnu Tower. However, when passing by a deserted alley, a tall man wearing a gray robe and an unusually tall body suddenly appeared in front of the carriage, blocking them. the way to go.
"Who dares to block the way and seek death?" Although the Zheng family is a scholarly family, after all, it is one of the seven sects and five surnames. It is a family that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, and Zheng Shiwen is a direct descendant of the Zheng family. These four The guards are not mediocre, they are all masters in the foundation building stage. In the army, this is the strength that can only be possessed by officers at the level of centurion or group leader. They are also considered to be small masters in the world. But the four of them looked at it at this time. The people blocking the road looked solemn and drew their swords one after another, and one of them even shouted loudly.
"If you dare to disrespect His Majesty, you will die!" The visitor raised his head and said coldly.
"It's you, the bald donkey."
"You are so brave. I didn't bother you, but you actually dared to take revenge and kill him for me."
Zheng Shiwen stretched his head out of the carriage and looked out. He recognized the person at first glance and shouted with murderous intent.
At this time, the man was holding an iron rod in his hand and stormed toward them.
The four guards roared angrily, and two of them rushed forward, leaving two to protect the carriage to prevent the visitor and other companions from ambush nearby.