Chapter 148: Poor Road Li Yang Mountain

Dabao Guo Ci'en Temple is located on the east side of Xixiao Street.

"The incomparably rare Kunlun Snow Mountain Ice Lotus Seeds, invulnerable to all poisons, prolong life!"

"Rock sugar gourd, rock sugar gourd covered with sugar mud, sweet and sour rock sugar gourd!"

"The newly arrived Jiangnan brocade silk is hand-sewn by the twenty-eight-year-old Jiangnan boudoir women, with virgin jade hands and fragrance everywhere! Absolutely genuine, absolutely child-free! ”

"Sell baskets! Three cents for one, five dollars for two, and ten dollars for three! ”

Today coincides with the Beijing Central Market, and the road surface of Xixie Street, which is not wide, is even more crowded, and the streets on both sides are crowded with vendors and traders, shouting and shouting noisy, so it is not lively. The shops on the street have set up counters and tents on the street, and colorful silk and banners are hung high, so that you can see the storefronts of the merchants from a very long distance.

Wang Qi was dressed in ordinary service, his hair was tied up with a jade crown, shuttling through the flow of people, aimlessly, casually browsing the things in the capital.

And Wang Shouxin and others followed behind Wang Qi, always paying attention to the surrounding situation.

An old man dressed in a gray cloth dirty coat passed by Wang Qi, but for a moment, he suddenly stopped, sighed lightly, turned his head to look at Wang Qi, and then directly took three steps and two steps, turned around to follow.

Scold!!

In the next moment, three bright blades were horizontal in front of Lao Dao, and the edge of one of them was less than an inch away from Lao Dao's neck.

If necessary, kill the incoming person in between breaths.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstand!! In an instant, Lao Dao was so frightened that his souls were all rising, trembling in both hands, and raising his hand to show weakness.

Wang Qi had already turned around at this time and looked at Lao Dao: "Daoist knows me?" ”

At this time, as soon as the sword soldiers lit up, the pedestrians and merchants on the entire street took refuge, and immediately left a circle in it.

"In three months, from one hundred households in Liaodong to the Duke of Langguo, who in the world does not know?" Lao Dao still raised his hand, and his old face sneered: "Grandpa Guo, this is not the place to speak"

Wang Qi looked at Lao Dao fixedly, did not speak, but turned around and left directly.

Wang Shouxin's personal entourage on the side also collected his knife and followed.

Lao Dao, who stayed in place, held back his heartbeat that was like a drumbeat, and didn't care about wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and quickly followed.

"Who's that?"

"I seem to have heard three words of Lang Guogong."

"What is the identity of Lang Guogong, what are you doing here in this mixed place?"

"However, that person's momentum is really deep and unspeakably expensive."

Ignoring the chatter of pedestrians on the street, Wang Qi and the others had already walked away.

After a short time, the old road stopped in front of a street-facing tavern.

"Dao Chief, my lord invites you to come in," the man with the knife stood by the door, and when he saw Lao Dao coming forward, he made a gesture of invitation.

"Hey, I got up early today and lost a hexagram, that is, I can eat a meal of delicacies from the mountains and seas, immeasurable Tianzun, don't deceive me!" The old man casually made a mockery, and then swaggered to the restaurant.

With a creak, the door of the private room was opened from the inside, Wang Shouxin stepped out, looked at Lao Dao, knocked the knife with his fingertips, and stood by the door expressionlessly behind him.

Lao Dao smiled, coughed lightly, and then stepped in.

There was a creak, and as soon as the front leg entered, the back leg door was shut.

Lao Dao raised his eyes and saw that Wang Qi was sitting at the table, looking at Lao Dao with interest.

There was neither nonsense nor arching hands, and with a plop, Lao Dao lifted his robe and knelt on the ground.

"Poor Li Yangshan, meet Lang Guogong!"

"Is the Taoist looking for me?" Wang Qi took care of himself and drank tea and water, as the old Taoist said, the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table had been placed.

"Originally, it was fine, but," Lao Dao smiled, and his goatee shook slightly exaggeratedly: "Poor Dao Guan Langguo Gong, your seal hall is red and bright, and it seems to have a rising trend, and it is shocked, gaffe, gaffe!" ”

Wang Qi smiled and looked at the old man: "The Taoist can look at the face?" ”

"I know a little bit about it," Li Yangshan got up slowly, sat down at the table like a self-cooked, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Do you know my feelings?" Wang Qi's eyes were gloomy.

"Adults belong to the fire, the more gold rises, it can become a prairie fire, now sitting in the besieged city, the tiger is imprisoned in Ze, it is inevitable that it will be powerless," the old Taoist drank the tea and smacked his lips: "But it doesn't matter, the matter of Liaodong is far from over, and when the time comes, you will have to ask for adults, why bother to be a little daughter here?" ”

"But what does the court matter have to do with me?" Wang Qi got up, with his hands behind his back, pacing in front of the window, and the downstairs was bustling and lively.

"My lord," Li Yangshan stretched out his hand and pulled the chicken leg, and said while eating: "The court affairs are the affairs of the world, and there are really few people who want to occupy the world with Liaodong." ”

"Liaodong is pacified, not enough for the world's reputation?" Wang Qi turned his head and looked at Lao Dao.

"Hahaha!" Lao Dao first raised his head and laughed, then covered his stomach, lowered his head and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and only slowly stopped after a while, looking at Wang Qi's already cold gaze, Lao Dao said in a sneer: "The adult is in the obstacle." ”

"What do you mean?"

"With Liaodong as the foundation, it is good to take the title of righteousness and take the name of righteousness, but," Lao Dao shook his head: "The three hundred years of luck of the emperor and the Ming Dynasty, the people's hearts are still there, and it is far from over, and it is far from enough to be the king of Wei." ”

"King Wei??" Wang Qi narrowed his eyes, as long as Lao Dao said a wrong word, he would die on the spot.

"Everyone in the world says that adults are Daming martial arts, but in the eyes of poor Dao, adults have their own furrows in their hearts, and they really underestimate people," Lao Dao didn't care that Wang Qi had already raised his murderous gaze, and he was just eating by himself.

"Are you following the example of a monk surnamed Yao?" Wang Qi looked at Lao Dao with interest, but he didn't expect to go to the street to relax temporarily, and there would be such a gain.

"Yao Guangxiao? Buddhism is the most unbearable, the old Tao can't look down on him," Li Yangshan shook his head, and continued: "Poor Dao all the way from Fushun to the south, see a lot, naturally see a lot, Liaodong affairs, draft holy decrees, raise private soldiers, long live prestige, one by one, the court sees it in its eyes, fears in its heart, if the adults don't want to be the king of Wei, some people want to press the adults to death in the capital, and be a real rich prince who eats and waits for death." ”

There is still one more thing to say, "Wang Qi's conversation with Lao Dao today, spreading it is a big crime to punish the nine clans, if Lao Dao doesn't have any useful information in the future, it is inevitable that he will die here."

"Enter the cabinet, chase the Donglin, and the saint will rule the world!" Li Yangshan's eyes lit up and he looked at Wang Qi fixedly.

"Where's the opportunity?" Wang Qi asked.

"Liaodong, rebellious people!" Li Yangshan put out two teacups and lit them with his hands.

"Why are you looking for me?" Wang Qi doesn't believe in any innate disappearance.

"Poor Dao will look at faces," Li Yangshan grinned: "Besides, literati can't save the world!" ”

In the past two days, there have been too many things at work at home, and I have fainted.

(End of chapter)