"Brother, the identity of the Xixia warrior before..."
On the way to Wuxi City, Qiao Feng hesitated to speak.
He Xie smiled: "Murong Fu, right?"
Qiao Feng was surprised: "So, brother, you already knew it!"
"The girl I brought is his cousin," He Xie explained. "I noticed that she and you looked at that Xixia warrior in the wrong way, so it was easy to guess his identity."
Qiao Feng was amazed and said with admiration: "Brother, if you are an official, you will definitely be the best in the world! When it comes to penetrating people's hearts and considering the case, I'm afraid no one in the world can compare with you. Brother is benevolent, righteous, courageous and resourceful, and little brother
If I can be as good as big brother, I will be satisfied."
He Xie smiled: "Second brother, do you know what I admire most about you?"
Qiao Feng was startled and said: "What?"
He Xie patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are an upright and generous person, but once you flatter me, your power is really extraordinary. You praise me, and I feel a little elated now."
Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
He Xie waited for him to stop laughing and said slowly: "Second brother, remember, never forget to smile like this at any time, because this is the purest meaning of human life."
Qiao Feng was stunned again. He was silent for a long time before he nodded heavily and said, "Brother, I understand!"
Wuxi City, Yanjiang Tower.
In a quiet tea room, He Xie and others were sitting around a table.
The atmosphere was slightly solemn. After He Xie waited for the waiter to go out, he knocked on the table gently and said slowly: "Second brother, before the four seniors tell the truth, you first read those two letters."
"yes, Sir."
Qiao Feng took a deep breath. He had fought countless battles in his life, but this moment was the most nervous moment for him. There were beads of sweat on his palms.
Two letters, one of which read on the cover: "If Yu dies, this letter will be burned immediately. Anyone who opens it will destroy Yu's body, which makes Yu Jiuquan uneasy. If Yu dies unexpectedly, this letter will be handed over to the elders of this gang to be opened immediately."
, it’s a matter of great importance and there must be no mistakes.”
The other cover said "My brother Jianbeard personally opens it".
He hesitated slightly, held up the first letter and said: "This letter is in the handwriting of my mentor, Gang Leader Wang. It says that all the elders of this gang will read it together. I am reading it below for fear of discomfort."
He Xie said calmly: "Quan Guanqing, have you read this letter?"
Quan Guanqing, who was sitting at the bottom, immediately stood up, clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Return to He Shaoxia, Quan has seen it!"
After a slight pause, he continued: "This letter was written by Wang Jiantong, the former leader of the Beggar Clan, to the late deputy leader Ma Dayuan. After Bai Shijing and Mrs. Ma conspired to kill deputy gang leader Ma, this letter fell into the hands of Mrs. Ma.
The reason why Quan wants to rebel against Gang Leader Qiao is because of the content of this letter."
He Xie nodded and said to Qiao Feng: "Did you hear that? This letter is of great importance, so don't be pedantic."
Qiao Feng looked solemn, cupped his fists and said, "Brother, you have taught me a lesson!"
He took a deep breath, slowly opened the letter, unfolded the letterhead, and read out word by word:
"I have ordered the deputy gang leader of the Beggar Clan, the elders who teach the power, the elders who enforce the law, and all other elders. If Qiao Feng has anyone who is close to the Liao and rebels against the Han, helps the Khitan and hates the Song Dynasty, the whole gang will..."
After reading this, he suddenly stopped and stood up, his face turned pale instantly, showing an unbelievable look of horror.
After a long time, he trembled and continued to read: "The whole gang will work together to kill, no mistakes... poisoning and assassination are all allowed. The perpetrators are guilty of merit and innocence. Wang Jiantong's own handwriting, the seventh day of May in the sixth year of Yuanfeng in the Song Dynasty."
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After Qiao Feng finished reading the letter, he looked painful and shook his head: "Why? The date of signing the letter is the day when Qiao will inherit the gang leader, mentor him, mentor him..."
"Excellent, excellent!" Master Zhiguang sighed, "Guangzhu Wang has been famous all his life, but this time it is unnecessary. Why bother?"
Zhao Qiansun sneered and said: "If you have done something bad, you will naturally be afraid of others digging your grave after you die. Is it so strange?"
"Clan leader Wang, why are you afraid that you, second brother, will get close to Daliao?" Duan Yu asked strangely, "Could it be that brother, your life experience..."
When he said this, his expression suddenly changed. He exclaimed "Ah" and quickly covered his mouth. He looked at Qiao Feng in fear and said hurriedly: "Second brother, I just made a wild guess. Don't take it seriously!"
Everyone present had different expressions, but He Xie remained calm and said slowly: "Second brother, go on to the next letter."
Qiao Feng's heart was in a mess. He had guessed a terrible fact, but he was unwilling to admit it at the moment, let alone believe it.
He took out the second letter and was about to open it, when Master Zhiguang suddenly spoke: "Donor Qiao, do you know who the word Jianbeard refers to?"
Although Qiao Feng was in a state of confusion, he still replied respectfully: "I know, this was the nickname of my mentor during his lifetime."
Master Zhiguang nodded slowly: "Yes, this is indeed the nickname of Donor Wang during his lifetime. If he were not a close friend of him, he would not call him this. The handwriting on the cover of this letter, I recognized it, and thought it was the handwriting of an old friend.
.Donor Qiao, can you allow me to check first and see if this letter is truly the original letter?"
Qiao Feng did not doubt that he was there and handed the letter over.
He Xie opened his mouth, originally wanting to stop him, but after thinking about it, the corners of his mouth curled up and he said nothing.
Zhiguang opened the envelope, took out the letter from inside, read it again, nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed the handwriting of that old friend."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly used the fingers of his left hand to tear off a corner of the end of the letter, quickly threw it into his mouth, wriggled his lips twice, and swallowed the piece of paper.
Qiao Feng never expected that this highly respected master would use such a cunning trick.
Suddenly shocked and angry, he stepped forward and grabbed the letter, shouting: "What are you doing?"
Zhiguang smiled slightly and said: "Donor Qiao, you must have guessed what happened by now. Even if you are still unclear, after reading this letter and letting me explain the reasons for what happened back then and today, you will have a clear understanding of everything that happened today."
Chu. I don’t want you to know the identity of this old friend, so I made this trick. I hope you can forgive me."
"You..." Qiao Feng was furious. This letter was very important to him, but this old monk dared to resort to tricks and destroy part of it in front of his face. How could he not be angry?
However, at this moment, He Xie spoke.
"Second brother!"
He said slowly: "Purify your mind and control your anger. Let's read the letter first before speaking."
Qiao Feng suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath and said: "Okay!"
"Brother Jianbeard: We have talked for several nights, but my brother's intention to pass on the throne has never changed. However, I have thought about it for days and days, and I still think it is impossible. Mr. Qiao has outstanding talents, great achievements, and a bloody person..."
"However, there was a thrilling bloody battle outside Yanmen Pass that day, and I will not forget about it for the rest of the day. This son is not of my race, and his father and mother died at the hands of two of us. If this son does not know his origins in the future,
Otherwise, not only will the Beggar Clan be destroyed by his hands, but the martial arts community in the Central Plains will also suffer a great catastrophe. There are very few people in this world who are as talented and talented in martial arts as this one. The major issues within your sect are beyond the reach of outsiders, but my friendship with you is different.
Unusually, this matter has too many implications, please think twice!"