Chapter 67
"Take out your clothes, and you help me dress up and dress me up like you." Yang Muyun said to Binong.
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Facing another beautiful 'self' in the bronze mirror, Yang Muyun was quite calm, but Binong was stunned.
"What's wrong? Am I not dressed up? Yang Muyun looked at the stunned Binong and asked.
"No......" Bi Nong rubbed his eyes, "I didn't expect adults to look better than when they were men." β
"Really?" Yang Muyun said lightly. This is the second time he has pretended to be a woman, and his mentality is more calm than the first time.
"Binong, the official's car has already come, don't hurry down." Li Siniang's voice shouted downstairs.
"Got it, Mother Li." Bino replied loudly. He lowered his head and asked Yang Muyun in a low voice, "My lord, what should I do now?" β
"Give me your fan, I'll go out for you, you lie on the bed and keep quiet, remember, don't let anyone know tonight that you're still in the Etrial."
"Yes, sir."
Yang Muyun held a fan in his hand, covered his face, and slowly moved out like a woman walking.
"Oh, Binong, what's going on with you today, how did you come out after a long time, the people of the big officials are impatient." As soon as Li Siniang saw "Binong" come out, she hurriedly took her hand and walked briskly outside the hospital.
A dark carriage was parked at the door of the Etrian fence, and a coachman wearing a hat waved his whip into the air from time to time.
"I'm sorry, Miss Binong's makeup is a little slower today, please bear with me." Li Siniang smiled all over her face.
The coachman snorted coldly and lifted the curtain: "Get in the car." β
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The carriage was really tightly sealed, and it was impossible to find a gap to peek out, so Yang Muyun could only sit quietly in the carriage, feeling the bumps and shaking of the carriage.
I don't know how long later, the carriage stopped, the curtain was lifted, and a cold voice said, "Come down." β
It's a quiet place, and as Lenon says, the courtyard is surrounded by a forest.
Yang Muyun was led into the courtyard, followed the coachman through a moon gate, and was then led into a bright room. The coachman closed the door and went out, Yang Muyun looked at the room, there were red candles as thick as children's arms hanging on the walls around the room, and a table of eight immortals was placed in the middle, and the table was full of wine and food. Leaning against the wall is an embroidery bed carved in mahogany, the bed is covered with a red satin brocade quilt embroidered with blue water mandarin ducks, and a red curtain tent is hung around, reflecting the red candlelight, which looks very ambiguous.
"This must be the place where the big official and Binong are merry, and when the big official comes in, how will I deal with him?" Yang Muyun couldn't help but clench his fists. "Knock him down and torture him as soon as you come in, or do you deal with it for a while?"
Yang Muyun was thinking about it, the door creaked open, his heart tightened, and he suddenly turned around.
"Nong, my little liver, come, let the uncle come to the incense first......" Before the words were spoken, the lewd smile on the face of the visitor froze, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells. Who are you? β
"You ......" The horror in Yang Muyun's heart was no less than him, the big official in front of him had a square face and thin eyes, a high nose and a beard, and he turned out to be the eldest disciple of Master Jin Chan of Ganlin Temple. He now wears a wig, hiding his identity as a monk.
Yang Muyun's mind was racing, and he immediately showed a flattering smile: "The slave family is red-sleeved, and she is a good sister of Binong, and Binong is sick today and can't come to wait for the uncle, so she asked the slave family to come for her." β
"Oh," Guang Illusion relaxed a little when he heard this, and Se Mimi glanced at him, "You're so beautiful, even Na Binong can't compare to you." β
"Uncle has won the award," Yang Muyun came to the table of the Eight Immortals, picked up the wine jug and poured a glass of wine, "Uncle, please take a seat." β
"Hmm-" Guang Illusion sat on the chair with a golden knife, and Yang Muyun raised the wine glass and handed it over respectfully.
Guang Fan didn't take the wine glass, but held Yang Muyun's hand, "Red Sleeves, if you wait for the uncle, the uncle will take care of your venue." β
"Uncle, what are you anxious about?" Yang Muyun smiled and pulled his hand out, "Drink this cup first, the night is still long?" He sighed.
"It's your blessing to be able to wait for you, what are you sighing for?" Canon Fantasy drank all the wine in his glass.
"Don't hide it from the uncle, something strange happened to the slave family's father's mother's house," Yang Muyun filled him with wine, "There are always people knocking on the door in the middle of the night, but when you open the door, you can't see anyone, and the neighbors say that it is a ghost knocking on the door, and my father and mother are scared sick because of this," said and sobbed, "Although they sold the slave family into the brothel of the Qinglou, after all, they are the biological parents of the slave family, and the slave family can't help but go back to take care of them, I'm afraid they won't be able to serve the uncle in the future." β
"What kind of bastard is so tricky." After drinking, Guang Fantasy threw the wine glass on the table and scolded, "Don't worry, beauty, I have a way to crack it here." There must have been blood smeared on that door, and at night bats smell blood and strike at your door, making a noise like a ghost knocking on the door. When you go back, just scrub the door and there will be no more noises. β
"I see, the slave family thanked the uncle for my father." Yang Muyun was full of joy, and poured him another glass of wine, "I think the uncle's ability is stronger than that of the monks of Ganlin Temple, please drink another glass." β
"Fart Divine Monk-" Guang Huan's face turned flushed after drinking, and he scolded angrily: "A group of charlatans will only fool some stupid husbands and wives, take away people's wives and daughters, and collect people's money." β
"Uncle is serious, how do they take people's wives and daughters?" Yang Muyun filled the wine glass with wine again.
"Want to know? If you want to, let the uncle incense one. Looking at the other party's shyness, Guang Fan laughed, and drank another glass of wine, at this time his face was flushed, and his mouth sprayed wine: "Don't say anything else, in the abbot's room of the old bald donkey of Jinchan, there are several beautiful girls!" β
"Uncle said with a smile, what kind of woman can enter the abbot's master's meditation room late at night?"
"You don't believe it?" Guang Huan glared at him and said in a throat: "As long as Jin Chan's old bald donkey takes a fancy to a woman who comes to the temple to seek medical treatment and exorcise evil spirits, he will privately send someone to charm her with incense and take her into the temple for him to enjoy." β
"What about the treasury of the Salt Transportation Division? How did you steal into the temple? Yang Muyun smiled at him with a smile in his eyes.
"What do you say? How do you know about Treasury Silver? Guang Xuan stood up in surprise. As soon as he finished saying this, he saw that the other party's face changed, his eyes were flowering, the back of his head was hit hard, the sky was spinning for a while, he could no longer stand unsteadily, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
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When the Guanghuan monk woke up again, he was already in a dark hall, surrounded by torches, and under the firelight stood two rows of soaps holding water and fire sticks, an official in a cyan official uniform stood in front of him and looked at him coldly, and a handsome young man stood next to him.
The official wearing the cyan official uniform is He Dongxun, the governor of Huai'an Mansion, and the young man is Yang Muyun.
"When you wake up, do you still know me?" Yang Muyun asked with a grin.
"Are you ......" Guang Fantasy only felt that his face was familiar, but he just couldn't remember who he was.
"Uncle is really a noble man who forgets things, and he can't remember the slave family so soon." Yang Muyun laughed at the top of his voice.
"You, you're the girl with the red sleeves......" Guang Huan's mouth opened wide in surprise.
"You finally remember, you said those things to me, say them again in this lobby now." Yang Muyun's face was grim.
"What did I say? Where am I? Guang Huan's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"This is the Huai'an Mansion Ya Boiling Trial Room, you now quickly confess the crimes of the demon monks of your Ganlin Temple." He Dongxun shouted.
"The little monk has wronged ......" Guang Huan just howled out these four words, only to hear a snap and a silver ingot fell in front of him.
"This is the silver you gave to Miss Binong, and there is the seal of the Salt Transport Division at the bottom, how do you explain it?" Yang Muyun said coldly, "There are all human and material evidence, if you don't confess to other people's crimes, you can bear the crime of stealing the silver of the treasury of salt transportation alone." β
Guang Fantasy trembled.
"Do you go to hell alone, or do you confess to other people's sins to make amends?" Yang Muyun said tightly, "Do you think someone will protect you?" At this time, it is too late for them to clear up their relationship with you. Ignoring the rules, sleeping late at night, bewitching the public, poisoning people, gathering people to collect money, kidnapping people's wives and daughters, stealing treasury silver, you have prepared a few heads to cut off! β
Cold sweat trickled down Guang Fan's forehead.
"Little monk...... The little monk was recruited. As he uttered his last words, Canon finally collapsed to the ground.
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"At three o'clock, you drove the carriage and pulled Mrs. Yao straight to the direction of the city gate, what are you going to do?" Yang Muyun asked.
"How do you know ......" The words paused as soon as they came out, and Guang Fan could only answer honestly: "Mrs. Yao wants to leave the city by boat, and I drove her out of the city." β
"Why did she let you send her when she left?"
"Because she left from Ganlin Temple, the car was still carrying the last four boxes of silver from the Salt Transportation Division, a total of 20,000 taels."
"In this way, the treasury silver of the Salt Transportation Division was first transferred to Ganlin Temple, and then smuggled out from Ganlin Temple."
"Yes."
"Where is Mrs. Yao going with a boatload of silver?"
"I really don't know, I'm just a small character, this kind of thing won't let me know."
"When did she leave?"
"I sent her to the boat and came back, and the boat had not yet sailed, and it should have been no more than the hour for her to sail away."
"Lord He-" Yang Muyun's face showed an anxious look, "It's time now, Mrs. Yao's boat has been gone for an hour, I have to hurry up and ride a horse to chase after him, otherwise let him escape." Now you hurry up and convene the three classes to catch the fast soap li, let Guang Fantasy lead the way, surround and search Ganlin Temple at night, and don't let that group of demon monks run away. β
"Yes, the subordinate will receive the order."
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At that time, on the dark canal, an official ship was slowly heading south along the canal.
A middle-aged beautiful woman wearing a narrow-sleeved shirt and a red cape stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the boundless night ahead, she was Mrs. Yao. A red-clothed girl walked lightly behind her from the cabin and bowed her hand: "Banner Master, we have now arrived at the boundary of Yangzhou Prefecture, and Baoying County is not far ahead. "This girl has bright eyes and bright teeth, but it is Miss Yao Bichen Yao.
Madame Yao sighed softly and ordered, "I want them to speed up and strive to reach the river before dawn." β
"Yes, Bannerman." The girl in red hesitated for a moment and said, "Flag master, it's not safe to speed up the boat at night......
Mrs. Yao waved her hand, "Now I can't take care of this, Jinyiwei has set his sights on us, if we don't get out quickly, the foundation of the Lieyan Banner in Jiangbei will be uprooted, and the young master and the white jade banner under his command have suffered a big loss in Luzhou, we can't be careless anymore." β
"Yes......" The girl in red retreated.
Mrs. Yao exhaled and stood against the wind for a while. The current began to slow down, and Mrs. Yao's willow eyebrows gradually frowned, and he found that instead of speeding up, the speed of the boat had slowed down. He turned around and shouted, "Someoneβ"
The ship was silent, and there was no response. It was as if she was the only one left on the boat. Mrs. Yao's face changed, and the mandarin duck double sword was already in her hand.
A sharp sound of breaking through the air whistled and hit her cheek, and Mrs. Yao waved her sword in her right hand, and with a "ding" sound, it turned out to be a stone.
"Whoa, whoaβ" Several more air-breaking sounds whistled at her chest, shoulders, and lower abdomen...... Mrs. Yao flickered and moved, and a pair of mandarin ducks and swords danced like flying snowflakes, "clanging", and the future objects flew one after another.
"What kind of person, hiding in the dark and not daring to come out, do you dare to be a rat who can't see the light?" Mrs. Yao's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and she sent her voice far away.
"I have heard for a long time that Du Yueniang, the owner of the Guanyin Flame Banner, is famous in the rivers and lakes, and today my son wants to learn about it." A peerless young man in a royal blue silk shirt stood at the bow of the boat at some point.
Mrs. Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, her body was smart, and she was ghostly and deceived to the beautiful boy's side, and the two cold lights of "brush" and "brush" flashed, and quickly slashed through the throat and abdomen of the beautiful boy.
After the sound of the blade breaking through the sky, the figure of the beautiful boy had disappeared.
"What a fast body-" Mrs. Yao's figure did not pause after splitting the air with her double swords, her toes were a little on the bow of the boat, her body jumped high, and the mandarin duck double sword was one left and one right, drawing two circles of light in the air.
"Oooo A figure landed on the deck, Mrs. Yao flipped in the air, and the mandarin duck double sword slashed towards the figure like a huge wave.
The twin swords were halfway slashed, and the figure was gone. At seven or eight o'clock, the cold light flew to her waist and abdomen, and Mrs. Yao's waist was twisted, and her double swords were slashed horizontally.
"K-" The cold light disappeared, and she shook it off, and her figure stood firmly on the board.
As soon as Mrs. Yao stood firm, a blue light rushed towards her like a light light. Her figure moved to the side slightly, and the mandarin duck rolled up two rays of cold air and attacked behind the blue light.
"Qiang-" The blue light rolled upside down like a storm and the two cold airs were twisted together, the light and shadow were separated, and the two figures exploded.