In the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites in the capital, Xu Lianyuan, the right minister, sat on the main seat and lifted the teacup and took a sip gently. Li Zhizhong, who was at the bottom of the head, said lightly: "Have you written down everything I said just now?" ”

Li Zhizhong nodded and said, "The lower officials have written it down, please rest assured, I will make proper arrangements." ”

Xu Lianyuan nodded, and after putting down the teacup, his figure disappeared from the chair in the blink of an eye, Li Zhizhong had long been accustomed to this, these qi refiners were so elusive.

He sat on the chair and thought for a while, and called a subordinate to call him to call the young master. Not long after, Li Minggui, who was full of alcohol, came to the lobby with the support of several subordinates, and said vaguely: "Beauty, have another drink with my son." ”

Li Zhizhong was not angry when he saw his appearance, so he walked over directly and slapped his face full of lip prints, scolding: "Beast, don't wake up yet!" ”

Li Minggui was sobered up by this slap, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was actually in front of his father. The wine suddenly woke up half of the start, and knelt down with a plop.

Li Zhizhong was even more angry when he saw him, but he didn't care about cleaning him up at this time, and asked coldly: "What about the little girl you kidnapped from Zhao Mansion a few months ago?" Has it already been taken over by you? ”

Li Minggui's eyes rolled, and he still wanted to deny it. Just as soon as he looked up, he saw Li Zhizhong's cold gaze, and he couldn't help but shudder, so he had to tell Liang Le'er about it.

It turned out that he took advantage of the raid in the Zhao Mansion and took Yan Bin, the qi refiner arranged by his father to protect him, and went to the Zhao Mansion to kidnap the little girl named Liang Le'er.

I never thought that the little girl had actually cultivated to the first level of qi refining, but fortunately, Yan Bin, who had the third layer of qi refining, made a move and easily subdued the little girl.

Yan Bin sealed her dantian with true qi, Li Minggui wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to enjoy it, but Yan Bin found that this little girl's physique was extraordinary, it was an extremely rare Xuanyin body.

It can be used as a Ding Furnace so that ordinary people who have no qualifications can cultivate, but they must be allowed to take a Yin Pill to stimulate their physical potential, and they must maintain their virgin body to succeed. Therefore, Li Minggui has not been able to get what he wants, and he has a kiss to Fangze.

After listening to this, Li Zhizhong groaned slightly, this female physique can make her son become a qi refiner is indeed rare, but he can't disobey the orders of Lord Youxiang. After thinking about it again, he still said to Li Minggui: "Give that woman to Heiwei." Li Minggui just wanted to ask why, but Li Zhizhong's stern gaze made him shudder, so he had to nod yes.

Li Minggui went down and came to his courtyard, pushed open the door and walked to an ancient painting, and when he turned the scroll wall, it opened, revealing a secret room inside.

There was an oil lamp lit in the secret room, and in the dim light you could faintly see a cage in the corner, and in the reflection of the light, a small figure with a cloak was reflected, and a foul smell came from the cage.

Li Minggui seemed to be smoked by this stench, and raised his sleeves to disperse the air in front of him. The man in the cage shone with an oil lamp, and the man in the cage shrank back as if frightened, curled up into a small ball, like a frightened beast.

Li Minggui scolded and scolded: "Stinky girl, let you be disobedient." ”

The face of the man in the cage was covered with a thick layer of bloody mud, and his hair was scattered. The small body was full of bruises, the nails on the hands were also pulled out, the clothes were stained with blood, and the big eyes that once seemed to be able to speak completely lost their former brilliance, and now their eyes were dull and dull. She also had an iron ring around her neck, attached to which was a chain.

Li Minggui covered his nose with one hand, opened the cage with a key with the other, wrapped the chain with his sleeve and dragged the little girl out like a dog.

When they dragged them to the door, there were already two black-clothed warriors standing outside the door, and when they saw this little girl who looked like a ghost at seven points and a person at three points, a trace of pity flashed in their eyes.

They took the chains from Li Minggui's hands, picked up the girl and disappeared in a flash, Li Minggui returned to the room and took off the robe in disgust, and beckoned a subordinate to say: "Take it for me and burn it, it's disgusting." ”

Three days later, in front of the gate of Jingzhao Yin Ya in the east of the capital, the people who had been surrounded by people who were in the excitement were blocked. Today is a big day to behead Zhao Xingping, the former soldier of the military department, I heard that this old boy is still a high-ranking qi refiner, and he dared to collaborate with the enemy and treason, but fortunately, the right minister and the national teacher found out in time, so he was found out.

After a while, the two vermilion lacquer doors of the yamen opened, and a prisoner cart was pushed out from inside, and in the prisoner cart sat an old man with a disheveled hair and gray hair, his eyes were cloudy, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes in the face of the shouting and scolding of the crowd in front of him and the vegetable leaves and eggs thrown over, only numbness.

Today's capital seems to be laxly guarded, but in fact, it is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. The doors of the shops next to the four gates of the capital were closed, and there was a crisp sound of armor colliding from time to time.

The garrison at the city gate required everyone who entered the city to take off their hats and hats, and show their faces to compare them with a picture, and everything that looked similar was taken down on the spot.

On the upper floor of the East Gate, Zhu Ke and Xu Lianyuan sat opposite each other. Zhu Ke sneered: "This is your trick?" If it were a pig, it wouldn't come! ”

Xu Lianyuan smiled faintly: "Pigs won't come, but some people are even more stupid than pigs." After a pause, he said, "Especially some readers." ”

Zhu Ke was noncommittal, and snorted coldly: "Then let's wait and see." When something goes wrong, it's up to you to explain it to that adult. ”

At the west gate, a fat man with a round face wore a short shirt and carried a bundle of firewood on his back and walked to the city. The guard stopped him and looked at his face for a long time, the portrait was a young man with clear water chestnuts, and the fat man's face was not the same person at first glance, and the guard waved his hand and let him go. But he never noticed that the charm in the fat man's eyes was strikingly similar to the boy in the portrait.

This fat man was made by Ye Ziyu using that disguise technique to change his face, and he entered the city from the west of the city because he was afraid that there would be a big man sitting at the east gate, so he specially chose to come in from the opposite direction.

Ye Ziyu has secretly observed many times in the past three days, and has planned a set of meticulous rescue plans and escape routes, but he is not sure whether he can succeed, so he can only do his best to obey the fate of heaven.

At this time, the prisoner car escorting Zhao Xingping had stopped in front of the noon gate in the city, and after a while, another prisoner car came out of the noon gate, and there was actually a little girl who was not a person or a ghost, probably the family of the rebel mentioned by the government, and it didn't look like the legendary qi refiner.

A eunuch in a python robe walked out of the noon gate, took a scroll of holy decree and read it out, and then beheaded Zhao Xingping.

Zhao Xingping was escorted out of the prison car, looking at Liang Le'er who was tortured like this, he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "It's the master who is sorry for you." ”

The executioner behind him took the drink in his mouth and sprayed it on the knife in one gulp. The snow-white ghost-headed broadsword was raised high, and when the adults on the high platform gave the order, they wanted to swing down and take Zhao Xingping's head.

I heard a gong, and when the hour came, the executioner threw down the signature and ordered: "Behead!" ”

Zhu Ke sneered: "You lost. A look of doubt flashed in Xu Lianyuan's eyes, and he was just about to speak, when he suddenly said with a condensed expression: "It's here!" ”