After Bei Minglei decided to compete with the Buddha, he was ready to return to Yangzhou with Li Shimin and train him well, and Li Chunfeng returned to Yangzhou with a dead face.

When the three of them walked back to Yangzhou City, the sky had already brightened, and Yangzhou City had started a new life.

Bei Minglei came to the Song family's foothold in Yangzhou and found that Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were already waiting for him at the door.

"Master, you're back!" Kou Zhong saw the Northern Thunder from a distance, so he happily rushed over and said with a bitter face:

"Master, where did you go this night, let's find it!"

Bei Minglei said to Kou Zhong angrily: "Where do I go, do I have to inform you?"

Kou Zhong hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I don't dare, it's just that the backer king came at night, and I can't find you, so I'll be waiting!"

Bei Ying Lei raised his eyebrows, and said noncommittally: "It's fast!"

"You settle these two first, and I'll come back when I see the backer!" Bei Minglei pointed at Li Shimin and the others, and then instructed Kou Zhong.

Kou Zhong saw a hint of strange color flashing in Li Shimin's eyes, but he still took Li Shimin and the two to the backyard, arranged a place to live, and bounced the non-existent dust on his clothes, and went to the inner hall to see Yang Lin, the backer king.

The Song family had a large foothold in Yangzhou, and Song Shidao arranged for them to live in the backyard of Beiminglei, and the front yard was used to entertain guests.

This time he returned to Yangzhou, and Bei Minglei informed Yang Lin as soon as possible, but Yang Guangsheng came, and Yang Lin was in charge of the reception, and it was dark and busy, and it was the first time he came to the door today.

When Bei Minglei came to the main hall, Song Shidao was talking with Yang Lin, but the two of them were not here, they were chatting nonsense without a match, but their eyes kept glancing at the door, so as soon as Bei Minglei appeared, the two stood up happily.

"Hahaha!" Yang Lin greeted Bei Ying Lei with a hearty smile, grabbed his arms and smiled happily:

"Brother Feng is really a believer, he returned to Yangzhou so soon!"

Bei Minglei replied with a smile: "Promise my brother's business, how dare Dao Qian slack off, as soon as you settle your parents, you will return to Yangzhou immediately!"

Yang Lin took Bei Minglei's hand and said sincerely: "Brother is here, I will rest assured, brother!"

I don't know when, Yang Lin's posture was extremely low in front of the Northern Thunder, but he didn't think it was strange at all.

After a few words of greeting, the two sat down separately, and Song Shidao left under the pretext of serving tea, leaving Yang Lin and Bei Minglei alone.

When there were only two people left in the main hall, Yang Lin and Bei Ying Lei, Yang Lin couldn't wait to ask:

"The person who fought with Mokoye last night, but it's my brother!"

Bei Ying Lei knew that he was too quiet with Mo Keye, and he couldn't hide it from someone who had a heart, so he nodded directly and admitted.

Seeing that Bei Ying Lei admitted, Yang Lin nervously glanced around Bei Ying Lei's whole body, and then asked worriedly:

"Brother isn't hurt, is he?"

The corners of Bei Minglei's mouth bent, and he was slightly moved in his heart, since he intersected with Yang Lin, he has never had a prince's frame, but treated him sincerely, but Bei Minglei has some bad intentions.

"I'm fine, Xiao Sheng Mokye half a move!"

Yang Lin finally put his mind at ease, and then became nervous again, "Mo Keye is injured!"

Bei Ying Lei knew what Yang Lin wanted to know.

"Seriously injured, at least one month of recuperation, during which the strength is less than fifty percent!"

Yang Lin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "In this case, with the strength of me and my brother, I may kill that demon monk!"

Yang Lin thought that even if the Northern Thunder could win, it would be a miserable victory, so he wanted to join forces to kill Mokeye, but he didn't know that the martial arts of the North Thunder had long been not at the same level as Mokeye.

Since Bei Ying Lei promised Li Shimin to let him defeat Mo Keye with his own hands, he naturally couldn't let him die so early.

"In the battle last night, although Mo Keye was injured, he has a deeper understanding of "Rulai Divine Palm", and it is difficult to kill him!"

Yang Lin suddenly panicked: "How can this be good!"

Bei Ying Lei smiled and added: "Don't worry, brother, Mo Keye is improving, I will not regress, when I am sure of killing him, we will join forces again, otherwise it will be easy to startle the snake!"

Yang Lin said decadently: "It can only be like this!"

Yang Lin didn't doubt the words of the Northern Underworld, after all, Mo Keye's number one in the world was not given for nothing, he never imagined that the person in front of him could kill Mo Keye in one move, but he didn't want Mo Keye to die now.

"Don't worry, brother, Mo Keye probably won't have time to be distracted from other things in the near future, this is a good time for you to rectify the dynasty!" The Northern Thunderbolt deliberately proposed.

"Rectify the dynasty!" Yang Lin raised his head and asked Bei Ying Lei in confusion, "What does the elder brother mean?"

Bei Ying Lei took out the account book of the Dongming faction, handed it to Yang Lin, and said, "Brother, take a good look!"

After Yang Lin took the account book, he looked at it carefully, but the more he looked at him, the more angry he became, and finally he smashed the table next to him with an angry palm.

"Rebels and thieves!"

"What a Yuwen valve, what a Dugu valve, Jian Zhi is not a son of man, His Majesty's high-ranking officials support them, they actually intend to rebel!"

Weapons have always been a national taboo, and the account books given to Yang Lin by Beiminglei are ironclad evidence that the two major gate valves want to rebel, of course, the accounts of Li Valve and Song Valve have long been let Xu Ziling take away.

"Brother, the two major gate lords have been trading frequently with the Dongming faction recently, Yu Wenhua and Ke are the head of the Praetorian Guard, holding heavy troops and responsible for defending Your Majesty, and their hearts can be punished!"

There is no need for Bei Ying Lei to remind him, Yang Lin knows that the situation is serious.

"Your Majesty is in Yangzhou, there are no soldiers and no generals around you, if it is Yu Culture and rebellion, it will be dangerous!" The North Thunder continues to pit culture and Taoism:

"I'm afraid that the only one who can save Your Majesty now is my brother, and this matter is more urgent than dealing with Mokoye!"

Yang Lin was so anxious that he couldn't wait to enter the palace to face the saint immediately, but the more anxious he was, the calmer he became.

"Brother, where did you get this account book!" Yang Lin wondered.

"A friend of mine gave it, she has a grudge against Yu Wenhua, and wants to borrow my hand to get rid of it!"

Bei Ying Lei didn't lie to Yang Lin, he knew that he could only tell the truth at this time, otherwise he would not be able to gain his trust.

"My friend's name is Fu Junwu, she once assassinated His Majesty, so she knows that if she takes out this account book by herself, my brother will never believe it, so she asks me to do it for me!"

Bei Minglei explained: "As for the authenticity of the account books, it is up to the elder brother to verify it himself!"

The bait has been thrown, and the remaining Northern Thunder just needs to wait and see what happens, after all, it is not him who wants to deal with Yu Wenhua.

Yang Lin's face changed when he looked at the ledger in his hand, and he couldn't be sure whether the ledger was true or false, but he didn't dare to bet.

"You will enter the palace with me immediately, and this matter must be judged by His Majesty!" In the end, Yang Lin still made a decision.

"Good!" Bei Minglei knew that if he didn't go with Yang Lin, he wouldn't believe that the account books were real, but Bei Minglei didn't care, his purpose was very simple, not to make Yang Lin or Yang Guang believe in the authenticity of the account books, as long as he threw out this account book, Yu Wenhua's trouble would not be small, and that was enough.

Yang Lin held the account book in one hand, and pulled the North Shadow Thunder out of the Song family's residence with the other, and quickly dared to go towards the "Yangzhou Palace", along the way, the North Shadow Thunder found a pair of eyes staring at them, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend slightly.