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The shield was cast in bronze, with a sun protruding in the center and a sun-drenched pattern around it. On the other side, there is a boundless flame, surging. Both in terms of composition and manufacturing process, it is extremely mysterious and elegant. Even if it is brought to the 21 st century, no one may be able to make it in just two or three hours.

When Zhu Dapeng saw this, he didn't think a little more highly of Mr. Su. frowned, sighed and said, "What can you do with this thing in hand?" What is false is what is fake. If you tell a lie, you have to fill it with 10,000 lies. If Sesame Li Cun wants to make a breakthrough, a few words can make me show the prototype. ”

Speaking of this, the urge to beat Mr. Su up again in his heart swelled up. Stand up and punch and hit. Seeing this, the rest of the white officers and the little prisoners hurriedly stepped forward to hold his fist, and pleaded bitterly at the same time, "Adults are angry, adults are angry." Mr. Su is also for everyone. If you don't have the identity of this hall master, it is impossible to protect the safety of the nearly 1,000 neighborhoods around you. A few of us have already died in the chaos last night! ”

"You bastards, one is better than the other!" Zhu Dapeng couldn't hit Mr. Su, so he sat back in his chair with a snort, "How long can I fool?" The evidence is so confusing, what about the specific details? If Sesame Li suddenly wants to summon me, how can I answer the matter of Maitreya?!"

"My lord Mingjian, my subordinates think that Sesame Li, Manager Li, shouldn't ask you too much about the Maitreya Sect!" Mr. Su escaped, quietly moved back, and knelt on the ground in response.

"Why?!" Zhu Dapeng was a little dizzy by what he said, holding the table with his hand and frowning and asking.

"It's a long story!" Mr. Su finally got a rare opportunity to explain, sorted out his thoughts, and reported in a low voice: "Although that Sesame Li claims to be the general manager of Xuzhou of the Red Turban Army, in fact, before the incident, he was not a disciple of the White Lotus Sect, at least, he is not a core disciple, and his subordinates have never heard of this person having any position in the White Lotus Sect before. The Maitreya Sect, on the other hand, was founded in the Northern Wei Dynasty and has been different from the White Lotus Sect for more than a thousand years. In recent years, although the Maitreya Sect, under the leadership of the sect leader Monk Peng, has been integrated with the Manichaeism and the White Lotus Sect to respect the Great Light God, they are still distinct from each other, and they have not had time to fully integrate together. Now Monk Peng is leading several of his disciples to Huguang, and he can't spare his hands to sort out the affairs of the sect. This piece of Jiangbei was turned upside down by the generalissimo Liu Futong of the red scarf"

In the end, he is a scholar, and he has been a low-level official in the yamen for many years, and Mr. Su knows several religions that have been strictly banned by the imperial court. According to him, the Maitreya Sect and the White Lotus Sect, which was admired by Liu Futong, the commander of the Red Turban Army, had no subordinate relationship with each other. And with Sesame Li's status in the White Lotus Sect before the uprising, he was not qualified to interrogate the Maitreya Sect's hall master too deeply.

Zhu Dapeng could just take advantage of this loophole, take the big bright shield that the Xuzhou government had copied from the homes of Maitreya sect dignitaries, and continue to deceive. Anyway, Monk Peng, the former leader of the Maitreya Sect, was busy with the war and had no time to distract himself from sorting out the affairs of the church. And Xuzhou and Monk Peng's current location in Huguang and Guangzhou, because of the chaos of war, it is difficult to exchange letters!

This analysis also penetrates into it. However, Zhu Dapeng was still worried, sighed, and continued: "The problem is, even if Sesame Li doesn't interrogate in detail, and casually find some superficial topics about Maitreya to talk about, I still have to show my stuffing!" ”

"You, you were taken by Maitreya Buddha last night, this is what many people have seen with their own eyes!" Mr. Su raised half of his head from the ground and cautiously reminded him.

"Nonsense, that's not the upper body of Maitreya Buddha! That's "Zhu Dapeng immediately opened his mouth to refute, halfway through his words, but now he couldn't explain it at all, a soul from the earth in the twenty-first century, who traveled to Zhu Laofu, a butcher at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. Is it brainwave superimposed resonance? Or is it a four-dimensional space? How could people in the fourteenth century know what waves are and what the fourth dimension is? Besides, since they can know what will happen in 700 years, what is the difference between being reincarnated and Maitreya Buddha in their eyes?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh faintly again, and added stupidly: "Forget it, don't talk about it!" Anyway, I told you, you don't understand. ”

"Yes, the little ones understand that the secret of heaven must not be revealed!" The little cellkeepers looked at each other and nodded mysteriously. The fact that Zhu Laofu is not the master of the Maitreya Church has long been known to everyone. But if you want to say that Zhu Laofu is an ordinary person, none of them believe it.

In these years, the people are the people, and the officials are the officials. When ordinary people see officials, even if they are supernumerary officials, their knees are three points softer, how can they have the courage to hijack the errand with a knife, and in that situation last night, they can still fight their way out?

If an ordinary person is hit by an arrow, the wound will definitely be swollen like a bun the next day. And Zhu Laofu just wiped a few mouthfuls of foam on the wound in front of everyone last night. When the maid changed his clothes this morning, there was already a bloody scab on the wound, and there was no pus flowing out at all.

What's more, this Zhu Laofu, who looks fierce, looks like a fierce god, but before last night, he was a well-known wreck, who saw who bullied, and never knew how to fight back. And when he suddenly woke up after being knocked unconscious, he completely changed into a different kind of personality. Thick and fine, soft and rigid, and not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, when talking about anyone or anything, there is no hint of cringe in the words. Even for the Buddhas of the Western Heavens in the underworld, they treat them like their peers, and they don't feel that they are much shorter than each other.

The only thing that can be compared with the gods and Buddhas is the gods and Buddhas themselves! In the eyes of the people of the Yuan Dynasty, who had been castrated with butcher's knives by foreign rulers for more than 70 years, the kind of self-confidence and self-esteem expressed by modern people is absolutely not owned by human beings!

Therefore, even if Zhu Laofu was not possessed by Maitreya Buddha last night, at least he was taken up by a great god in the underworld. In any case, it is not for them to offend.

Seeing everyone like this, Zhu Dapeng was in no mood to explain. sighed a few more times, and said secretly in his heart: This is actually good, at least for a short time, except for Mr. Su, the old bastard, no one else dares to use me as a puppet, nor dare to sell me lightly. As for the future, who knows what will happen to his grandmother? Let's take one step at a time, if you can't even pass the level of Sesame Lee, how will those maps be opened in the future, and what will it matter to me?

Seeing that he was still frowning, Mr. Su thought that he was continuing to be anxious about how to deal with the matter of Sesame Li, thought about it, and lowered his voice again to remind, "You were taken by Maitreya Buddha last night, and your mind was overconsumed, so you can't remember many things!" ”

"Huh?!" Zhu Dapeng heard this sentence for the second time, glanced at Mr. Su, and groaned in a low voice.

Mr. Su does have the potential to be a dog-headed military advisor, so he didn't need to urge, so he added in an extremely subtle voice, "The specific affairs of our Dazhitang are all taken care of by me with this white paper fan." Therefore, in the past few days when your mind is overconsumed, if Manager Li wants to know about the affairs of our hall, you can push it to a small, small guarantee, and ensure that he will not find any loopholes! ”

"You old thing!" Zhu Dapeng smacked him hard and nodded helplessly. There is a saying in the 21st century that professional things are left to professional people. Since the old thing is the best at lying and deceiving people, let him lie to Sesame Lee. Anyway, I even gave birth to Maitreya Buddha's upper body, so it's not surprising that I have amnesia.

"Hehe, hehe!" Seeing that Zhu Dapeng had already accepted his own proposal, Mr. Su quickly got up with a hippie smile on his face, and put the big bright shield on the table with both hands, "This, please put it away, my lord." The bronze one is a rarity at first glance! ”

"Rare fart! Something that drops heads! Zhu Dapeng scolded again, "No matter how rare it is, you can't exchange so many people's lives." Do it! If you can deceive for a while, you can't deceive for a lifetime. When the big man of the Maitreya Sect comes to the door one day, everyone will have to be killed by you! ”

"Hehe, hehe!" Mr. Sun shook his head, and one sentence made Zhu Dapeng stunned, "Then it depends on how you do in the future, my lord." If we can hold tens of thousands of soldiers, we will dominate one side. The Maitreya Sect will definitely use every method to prove that you are their hall master, how can they take the initiative to push you outside?! ”

"You" at a moment, Zhu Dapeng was like being struck by lightning. Looking Mr. Su up and down carefully, I really wanted to ask, 'Where did you cross over?' Do you know who the winner of this year's World Cup is? ’

In his last life, he wandered around the forum and knew that a high-level bull had not obtained a degree at all, and he was stunned that he had a doctorate from Columbia University. As a result, this duke took a fake diploma and returned to China to deceive all the way, and finally became Taishan Beidou in the cultural world. After Columbia University heard about it, it had no choice but to make up for his doctorate degree to glorify his lintel.

As an indigenous man in the mid-14th century, how could Mr. Su not be impressed by Zhu Dapeng's ability to use the tricks of a certain cultural champion in the early 20th century without a teacher? However, although the ideal is plump, the reality is abnormal, and although the doctoral diploma of Columbia University is fake, there are some real things in the stomach. Later, in the early twentieth century, China's cultural circles did make a difference. And what about yourself, in your stomach, what else is there besides fighting monsters and upgrading?

Just relying on the helpers in the yamen in front of him, similar to the chengguan in the 21st century, or the kind of temporary workers, they want to create an army of tens of thousands of people, and then divide one side? Dream on! If you want to become a prince, where are your own soldiers? Where's your own uh rations? Where is their own salary? Even if these three can be conjured up, recruiting troops under the nose of Sesame Li, isn't it also the birthday star who hangs himself and is tired and crooked?

"My lord doesn't know yet, you are now the governor of the left army of the Xuzhou Governor's Mansion of the Red Turban Army, and you can recruit troops at will!" Seeing that Zhu Dapeng's face changed back and forth, it was always cloudy and uncertain. Mr. Su leaned forward again and whispered again.

ps: This chapter is for the second alliance leader "nickname Lin Daiyu" to add more, thank you for your love. She is also the leader of "Smoke and Clouds of the Tang Dynasty", and she is grateful to her.