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Chapter 41: People from Lijingmen

Die Zhijiao couldn't help but wonder, and silently repeated: "Asai people?"

Bai Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then said: "Yes, Asai people, if people like Linghu Changkong are just ordinary people in Asai's world, that would be really scary."

Speaking of Linghu Changkong, this Asai man, who is known as the Sword Destroyer Master, has caused a bloody storm in the world of Daye. It would be really scary if a few more people like this sneak into Daye.

But then Die Zhijiao thought about it and joked: "Even if the Sword Destroyer Master comes to Han City, I won't worry, and you don't have to worry, City Master, either of us are using the same..."

She wanted to say that neither of them were swordsmen and didn't have any famous swords, but then she thought of the man in blue cloak who was carrying six swords, and she couldn't help but stopped.

Bai Ling looked at Di Zhijiao and was curious as to why he suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Bai Ling did not ask Di Zhijiao what he wanted to say, but suddenly mentioned another thing and heard him say: "Beiqi has been a little restless lately.

Many spies from Lijingmen also died at the border. Jiaojiao, I have an idea that I would like to share with you."

Seeing Bai Ling's serious face, Di Zhijiao couldn't help but be curious and nodded.

Bai Ling took another sip of cold water, and then said: "Hancheng was harassed by Northern Qi for more than a day or two. I have been in charge all these years, so Quan should take the credit, and it can be considered that the situation has improved a lot. But I am a big Hancheng, after all,

There are soldiers but no generals."

Di Zhijiao nodded, agreeing with Bai Ling's statement. Although she didn't want to admit it, Hancheng's military strength was actually a bit unsatisfactory. If we talk about the quality of the city's citizens, they are really good. They are tall and strong, and they can catch a lot of good young men.

But there are very few people who are good at commanding, let alone elites.

An army without a general is like scattered sand and poses no threat.

Bai Ling put down the white porcelain cup and then said: "I plan to negotiate a deal with the white jade general."

"The city wants to discuss business with Liang Boye!"

Hearing Bai Ling's thoughts, Di Zhijiao couldn't help but stand up and slapped her hands on the table unconsciously, as if she was surprised. Bai Ling seemed to have expected that Di Zhijiao would have such a reaction. It was natural.

Not surprised. Bai Ling waved his hand gently, gesturing for Dian Zhijiao to sit down and listen to him continue.

"I plan to negotiate a deal with him, but it's hard to decide how to control the capital. No, that's why I came to see you, a Jia official who is good at business."

Listening to Bai Ling's teasing, Di Zhijiao still frowned slightly, as if thinking. After a long time, Di Zhijiao nodded, opened his mouth, and then said: "City Lord, if you directly negotiate business with Liang Boye, ask him to lead the troops to attack the Northern Qi Dynasty.

,inappropriate."

Seeing that the plan was successful, Bai Ling couldn't help but smile evilly, raised the white porcelain cup again, nodded, and signaled Di Zhijiao to continue.

"The White Crow Army in Ziwei City is as capable as it is, and Liang Boye's contribution is not insignificant. But, city lord, if a man doesn't do it for himself, heaven will destroy him, and Liang Boye is a human being."

What Di Zhijiao said was also Bai Ling

Concerned, he nodded, put down the white porcelain cup again, and then said: "I am also worried about this. After all, the seat of the Lord of Hancheng has also changed a few people."

Di Zhijiao firmly believes that Bai Ling is not a person who is greedy for money and power. She, a Hancheng native, can see how Hancheng has changed after he took charge of it. Also because she is a Hancheng native,

Naturally, we also know that Hancheng people never care who is the master.

Even if someone steals the position of city lord, the people of Hancheng will not be angry for a moment.

"Jiaojiao, please tell me, what method can be used to make Liang Boye propose to lead the army on his own?"

Die Zhijiao couldn't help but frown and thought for a while, then her eyes shone brightly and she said: "If you don't do it for yourself, heaven will kill you. Liang Boye is a human being. Since he is a human being and he is also a famous general of our Daye, then let him see it with his own eyes."

Hearing what Di Zhijiao said, Bai Ling didn't think about the meaning. He opened his eyes wide and smiled. But then, Bai Ling couldn't help but frowned again. Di Zhijiao naturally smiled and wondered why Bai Ling showed such a miserable look. , after laughing, he said: "Since it is a dirty thing, then naturally it must be done by dirty people."

Hearing what Di Zhijiao said, Bai Ling's face showed guilt.

But then Bai Ling frowned slightly, hesitated for a few moments, and finally said: "Jiaojiao, why don't you..."

Before Bai Ling could finish his words, Di Zhijiao waved his hand and interrupted Bai Ling. Then he saw Di Zhijiao saying with a smile on his face: "City Lord, Di Zhijiao is loyal to Hancheng, but Lijing Door, please forgive me for obeying my orders."

Back to Leng Buyu, Leng Buyu went to a clothes shop to order a set of clothes. It was still the same as his previous dress, but there was a slight color difference. Custom-made clothes take time, but yellow and white things can shorten the time. It only takes less than half an hour. , Leng Buyu, dressed in new clothes, walked on the street again.

After coming to Hansu City for a few days, Wu Nian's guess has still not been solved. All the blacksmith shops in Hansu City are working normally, and the copper and iron raw materials stored are not too much or too little. Then, according to the rumors A large amount of copper and iron items were transported to Hancheng. Where did these things go?

Perhaps Yaozi is good at finding clues from clues. Thinking of Yaowan, Leng Buyu couldn't help but sigh. Mrs. Huaying smiled so much that she came from Taohua Temple, and Yaozi was sent to Taohua Temple again. He Then we won't worry about Yaozi's life and death. After all, the relationship between this brat and Taohua'an is like a lotus root, even if it is broken, there are still thin threads connected.

This is Hansu City. You will always meet someone you know when you walk on the street. He is a young man, wearing a light armor. The young man's hair is tied into a ponytail, and there is a red forehead. This forehead The style is simple and there are no jewelry embellishments. The black iron fist gloves are worn on both hands, which looks a bit powerful.

Naturally, the young man was Bai Ling's little guard. Leng Buyu didn't know his name yet, but the young man looked a bit stubborn and strong, which made him interested.

Teenager sitting

On the front steps of a house, a toothpick fell from his mouth. He also saw Leng Buyu, with hostility in his eyes. Leng Buyu walked towards him. The young man spat out the toothpick and clenched his fists loudly. As if he is ready to fight this contemporary sword master at any time.

"Where is your master?"

Leng Buyu started to ask about Bai Ling's whereabouts. The young man stopped, frowned slightly, and became more hostile. He said angrily: "Master Sword Master, why are you looking for the city lord? I, the general, have not finished patrolling the city. Now, I don’t have time to chat with Master Sword Master.”

"General?" Hearing the young man calling himself, Leng Buyu found it interesting and continued, "Well, young general, have you caught the murderer?"

Hearing Leng Buyu's words, the young man couldn't help but be startled, and then frowned. The young man stood up. After all, he was young and half a head smaller than Leng Buyu. He raised his head slightly, staring at Leng Buyu's eyes and voice. Bing Bing said: "Did you kill our brothers?"

After hearing this, Leng Buyu couldn't help but laugh. A baby is a baby after all. He Leng Buyu dared to take responsibility. It was him who did it. He would not deny it. He did not do it himself, and he would not be so weird as to take the blame.

Leng Buyu sighed. Instead, he sat on the steps of the house, looked at the busy streets, and then said: "I heard that Lijingmen in Hancheng is comparable to Yanyunqi in Jingzhou."

Hearing Leng Buyu complimenting Lijingmen like this, the young man also looked proud, with a bit of arrogance, and said: "That's me, Lijingmen..."

"But a few guys can kill Lijingmen, which is quite interesting."

The young man was robbed of his words, and when he heard Leng Buyu making fun of Lijingmen like this, the young man couldn't help but frown, and he exuded a strong aura, as if he was ready to fight Leng Buyu at any time.

Leng Buyu waved his hand towards the young man and said with a smile on his face: "You can't beat me. Why are you so aggressive?"

Hearing that Leng Buyu looked down on him like this, the young man was even more angry. The hand with the black iron fist clenched again and clenched. Leng Buyu looked at the pair of black iron fists. The workmanship was indeed good. Exquisite, the tone says it's made of black iron, it's more like leather gloves changed to black iron color.

That's not right, even leather gloves wouldn't fit as well as the black iron set on this young man's hand.

Leng Buyu was about to speak, but he frowned and his eyes changed. Then he heard the sound of breaking wind, and he pulled out three daggers from his chest and shot them out like thunder. The young man He couldn't help but be startled. Before he could make any move, Leng Buyu thrust his hand forward and pushed the young man out.

The young man took a few steps and staggered out towards the street. If he had not adjusted his body in time, he almost hit an innocent passerby. The young man looked at Leng BuYu with an angry look, but when his eyes came, the young man couldn't help but take a breath and swallowed. Mouth and mouth.

The Seven-Star Sword Master of Mu Han Tower was holding a white long sword in his hand at the moment, and at his feet were more than a dozen silver needles that had been knocked down.


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