Prime Minister Du watched with hope as the great teacher walked onto the platform, full of joy and hope as if he looked at his beloved woman. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Then his hopes fell!

The White Lotus Demon Party infiltrated the capital and wanted to murder the pillars of the country who had died for the Han Dynasty, and the news spread throughout Hanquan overnight like wings. Countless princes and nobles, officials at all levels, and ordinary people in the market discussed in a low voice, and the decision was surprisingly unanimous:

Get up early tomorrow and go to Du Xiangfu to see the excitement, no! Look at the great master punishing women to eliminate evil, and fighting the White Lotus Demon Party!

Not to mention the news, I felt that I was being shot while lying down, and I was like thunder, and I urgently reported to the general altar to discuss the clearing of the charges/happily took the blame, and then implemented the revenge plan of the White Lotus Sect Hanquan to divide the rudder. The dignitaries of the capital, the ghosts and snakes of the gods, and the ordinary people prepared tables, chairs, benches, tea, snacks and other props overnight, and occupied a place at the gate of Prime Minister Du's mansion, preparing to watch the excitement happily tomorrow.

The ten-zhang high Dharma platform was set up overnight, and no one was allowed within a radius of how many zhang, and a quiet and quiet room was prepared for the great master to bathe and fast.

Yan Wangfu

"Tsk, under the watchful eye of all the people, Prime Minister Du looks at the great master like a little lover, standing on a ten-zhang high platform and playing with fire? Interesting, interesting, there's a problem here! Hehe, the old coffin wants to fight with me? Inform the brothers that the plan has changed, abandon the original plan, and implement the second set of filings! Pinching the information of the operation, the corner of Meng Qiu's mouth showed a playful smile of a cat teasing mouse, and said to Li Meng, who was waiting next to him, who immediately hugged his fists and left.

After Li Meng left, Meng Qiu knocked on the table with a smile, squinting his eyes, and kept thinking in his head. "Du Kun is worthy of being the prime minister of the dynasty, Ming Xiu plank road secretly crossed Chen Cang, pretending to be an empty city plan, but it was actually an ambush from all sides? Hehe, the whole family has been taught by your old coffin to bully men and women, and to disregard people's lives, a concubine dares to kill three people in person for hundreds of acres of land, and the master will kill you all over the house without leaving a chicken and dog, but for the heavens, not afraid of hurting the heavens", muttered to himself Meng Qiu picked up the brush again, laid out a piece of rice paper, and started a new plan.

Du Fu

In the middle of the night, most of the people in the entire Du Mansion had already gone to bed, and only a few of the housekeepers and guards on duty at night held lanterns and torches, cheering up and patrolling around.

Passing through the back garden of Dufu, the cat walked into the dark hole of the rockery, and made sure that no one was following nearby, so the housekeeper carefully felt out the fire fold and lit it, and then walked into the depths of the cave by the faint light of the fire.

After walking for more than 30 meters, the housekeeper stopped, found the little stone monkey in an inconspicuous corner on the left by the firelight, and poked his fingers at the stone monkey's eyes. Immediately, there was a small door more than one person high on the left wall, and the butler walked in.

Underground Vault

Du Kun, who was wearing regular clothes, squinted his eyes and sat on a Taishi chair, his legs slightly apart, his hands pressed on his knees, his head leaned forward slightly, and the whole person looked like an eagle looking at a wolf. At this time, a glint flashed in his eyes from time to time, and his face was ruddy, how could he look panicked during the day.

The cat came out of the tunnel with his waist bent, and the housekeeper ran a few steps in front of Du Kun and saluted. "Master, it's all arranged, tomorrow the thirty masters led by Commander Ouchi Li will sneak into the post house where everyone in Muwangfu is located to search for evidence as soon as the fighting method begins. Around the court, there will be three hundred internal forbidden army guards," the butler whispered.

After listening to the housekeeper, a cruel smile flashed on Du Kun's face, his squinted eyes opened instantly, and the momentum of the whole person became a little stronger, as fierce and fierce as a hungry wolf about to get out of trouble.

"In addition, according to your arrangement, as long as the evidence of the crime is found in the Mu Wangfu tomorrow, there will be eight imperial historians and officials who will directly die in the early dynasty, forcing His Majesty to order the detention and detention of Mu Juewan and the people of Mu Wangfu" The housekeeper continued, hearing that Du Kun's face was even more proud.

"Humph! Mu Juewan, a little girl who has nothing to do, teamed up with unknown people hiding in the shadows, and made a few sneak attacks that my husband didn't expect, do you think she is amazing? Do you think you can bring down the old man and restore the prestige of Mu Wangfu and Xungui in the court? Hum! The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it is beyond its strength! With a smug smile, Du Kun spoke.

"Originally, the old man also wanted to save some face for the first emperor and leave a step for the nobles in the court, as long as he obediently handed over the southern Xinjiang, the old man would ensure that he would be prosperous and rich for generations. I didn't expect him to toast in Muwangfu and not eat and drink, so don't care about the old man for the country and the people, and kill him Muwangfu! What Du Kun said was called a righteous and awe-inspiring one, and he didn't care at all about his purpose of controlling southern Xinjiang:

For money, for power, for military power, for the throne!

The life and death of the people of southern Xinjiang? I'm sorry! Does that matter? In Du Kun's eyes, as long as he has great power and even a yellow robe, a dead person is nothing, such as this barbarian invasion!

Waving his hand to signal the housekeeper to go down, Du Kun turned around and walked towards another secret door, and went back to the bedroom along the other road to rest.

"This secret room has been broken, the news is likely to leak, and it seems that another secret room will have to be built in hindsight" While walking, thinking about how he would soar afterwards, Du Kun didn't realize that this place would become his grave.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, there were already crowds of people in front of Du Xiangfu, and the snack stalls that set up stalls to sell breakfast and snacks, and the merchants who carried the burden to sell needlework, rouge and powder groceries, came early to occupy the places on both sides of the road, so they could occupy.

In the window of the teahouse at other high points, the open space with a wide field of vision, there have already been dignitaries and dignitaries and the house slaves of wealthy merchants in the capital who have set up pergolas there, prepared tea and snacks, arranged the Taishi chair and the table of eight immortals, and waited for the master to arrive.

After a while, the gate of Du Xiangfu was called a sea of people, more lively than catching up with the big set, nearly a thousand people jumped high to look at the altar at the gate, waiting to see the excitement, no, it is a fighting method.

The auspicious time has come, after completing the fast and bathing, wearing the Dharma robe, wearing the lotus crown on the head, and holding the peachwood sword, the great master walked to the Dharma platform with a solemn face, jumped on the Dharma platform, and began to prepare for the practice.

On a tall building not far away, Meng Qiu and King Yan, dressed in civilian clothes, stood in front of the window with their hands in hand, staring at everything in front of them:

"First purify the body, then hold the mantra, then set up the altar, then ascend the altar, then raise the altar, hold the mantra again, then follow the French style, and at the same time please the gods, and finally close the altar" King Yan was telling Meng Qiu about the process of fighting, Meng Qiu listened with interest, and from time to time let out exaggerated exclamations.

In the pergola on the left side of the platform, Du Kun was sitting on his lap, staring at the platform tightly, as if this was an important moment to decide his life.

Glancing at Du Kun's position, Meng Qiu couldn't help but smile coldly, he had deliberately worn a human skin mask when he sneaked into the Prime Minister's Mansion to prevent exposure. Now even if he stands in front of Du Kun, the other party can't recognize him, which provides him with a chance for the future.

"In the future, even if the master stands in front of Du Kun and cuts off his head with his own hands, the old coffin will not think that the master brought him into the trap in the first place, right?" Smiling slightly, Meng Qiu continued to chat with King Yan and watch the fighting method.

Two hours later

Just when the fighting method reached the most critical moment and everyone's attention was highly concentrated, a handyman from Du Xiangfu suddenly ran out of the mansion, his face was full of panic, and he accidentally stepped on his robe and fell directly into a dog eating.

Ignoring the wound on his face, the handyman trotted to the butler in a few steps and whispered, and the butler, who originally looked calm and relaxed, suddenly changed his face after listening to a few words.

Ignoring the wave of his hand to let the handyman get out, the housekeeper hurriedly leaned over to Du Kun, and then under Meng Qiu's gaze, Du Kun's body swayed for a while, "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood, and slipped off the chair softly and fell unconscious.

Originally, everyone watched the lively scene together, but it was at the most critical juncture, and the main Du Kun actually fainted and vomited blood. It can't be that the Great Masters are not good at Taoism, and they were defeated by the White Lotus Demon Party, right?

The demon magic of the White Lotus Demon Sect is so powerful, and it is very likely that it is here, what if you kill yourself easily? Run!

"The White Lotus Demon Sect is nearby! Kill people with witchcraft, everyone run! I don't know who shouted first, and everyone around the Dharma platform suddenly turned around in panic and ran away.

The crowd was in chaos, and the dignitaries and dignitaries were busy sitting in the sedan chair, and wanted to go first under the escort of the domestic slaves. However, there are people and stalls all around here, and even if you cut it with a knife, you can't cut a road right away.

At this moment, the surrounding people are not caring about the life or death of dignitaries, crying and shouting one by one, turning their heads and running, everyone is equal in the face of death.

The whole Du Mansion was surrounded by chickens and dogs, wolves and pigs, and there was a big chaos, leaving only the unlucky Great Master standing on the Dharma platform in a daze and wanting to cry without tears.

Du Kun was helped by the house slave and the housekeeper to run towards the mansion, Meng Qiu's sharp eyes had long been clear to see that there were blood stains on the corners of Du Kun's mouth, his face was pale, and the whole person was as soft as noodles, and he was sent to Du Mansion with the support of the house slave.

"Tsk, this good ritual, fighting the law, I haven't finished reading the excitement, the main lord is like this, it seems that eighty percent is going to be mourned"