On a hillside that was no more than ten feet high, there were more than twenty people standing scattered. They were wearing unknown clothes, but their faces and eyes seemed to be carved out of the same mold.

A burly man knelt on one knee and was carefully examining two stiff corpses. He opened the eyelids of one corpse with his fingers, revealing eyeballs like cracked ice tiles.

A short woman who put on the cotton clothes of a market woman slowly walked up the hillside, followed by the woman holding a sword and the white-faced old man.

She did not approach the two corpses, covered her nose, and asked in a thick nasal voice: "Wang Yifu, what do you say?"

Wang Yifu sighed: "Both of them were killed by a master's sword. The body was not injured, but the meridians were shattered and the internal organs were completely rotten."

The woman's face was gloomy and uncertain, "We have such a powerful martial arts master in Da Li, and there are two of them in the same industry. Our lord, His Highness, has always been responsible for border surveillance. He is said to be responsible for border surveillance. But why didn't he catch any traces this time?

It’s impossible to let the fish slip through the net on purpose, right?”

Wang Yifu hesitated a little, "Mother, if I read it correctly, it was done by one person."

The woman suddenly narrowed her eyes and said in an overbearing manner, "What did you say?!"

Wang Yifu pointed at the necks of the two people, and a thin red line appeared. "This line between the two deceased people is closely connected with each other. It is clear that one person wiped it across with a knife."

The woman took a deep breath and tried her best not to reveal her anger and murderous intentions too obviously. She said with a smile: "When did the Fengxue Temple become so invincible? A random guy who just ran out of nowhere can kill people as easily as he can kill a chicken?

You Wang Yifu doesn’t know who this person is, but Xu Hunran does. Come on, tell me, and let our General Wang hear it like thunder."

Xu Hunran looked embarrassed and explained bravely: "One is a grandmaster who has just reached the seventh level of martial arts. He is proficient in boxing and is good at close combat. The other is an eighth-floor monk who also practices flying swords and Taoist talismans. In the past twenty years,

, the two of them joined forces to assassinate six times, and never failed, and now they are the masters of Zhuye Pavilion under the Empress."

The woman was extremely angry, but she had been suppressing it hard. At this time, she turned her anger on the first swordsman of Da Li and screamed: "Xu Hunran! Tell them their names! Dead people also have names!"

The old man was horrified, and he lowered his head slightly and said, "The warrior is named Li Hou, and the monk is named Hu Yinglin. Both of them have been through life and death for the empress, and have made great contributions to me, Da Li."

The woman's expression improved slightly, but soon her face became dejected, and she said feebly: "Yes, Li Hou and Hu Yinglin, these two people killed Ye Qing, the mainstay of the border of your Lu Dynasty back then. He didn't die here.

He did not die on the battlefield in the enemy's territory, but died on our own territory in Da Li."

Perhaps the woman realized that her gaffe would make Wang Yifu laugh, so she attacked the Lu family, who the general had once loyal to, "It's funny to say that, at first we thought that as an important person as Ye Qing, there must be several important people around him."

The Qi Practitioner secretly protected me. In order to get rid of him, I even had to join forces with my uncle. Who would have imagined that from infiltrating the border, sneaking in to kill people, and then retreating after success, the Lu Dynasty did not react at all. He Ye Qing could not

It just pissed off a few border fairy forces. As for being isolated to this extent in the court? Didn’t Emperor Lu admire the immortals on the mountain the most? Why was there only one fairy family that was willing to accompany you Lu to be buried?

?”

After saying this, the woman felt refreshed and felt much happier. As expected, she is not afraid of hardship, as long as there are people around her who are suffering more, it is okay to enjoy blessings, but it is not allowed to have people around her who enjoy more blessings.

This is probably the reason why she is willing to give one of her children to Cui Chan, the national master, instead of Qi Jingchun from Cliff Academy.

It saves you worry and effort, and you don’t have to worry about being bullied when you grow up and will only cry for your parents.

Wang Yifu's face flashed with sadness.

General Ye Qing was a loyal and loyal man of the country and a pillar of the country. He guarded the border for the Lu Dynasty for thirty years and blocked three large-scale offensives of the Dali border army. Song Changjing almost died in battle once, and he did not know how many times he returned to Dali.

Ye Qing was scolded as a stubborn old man. But in the end, after Ye Qing's death, the Lu family even argued about the posthumous title for ten years. The key is that even so, they did not give too high a reward.

He received such a good posthumous title that the morale of the 60,000 elite frontier troops who still had the strength to fight was slowly dissipated.

Song Changjing waved his hand and passed by, as if he was in a deserted place. The first thing he did was to go to this person's grave in person to offer wine and incense. Afterwards, the Li Ministry of Rites criticized him, and Song Changjing was slapped with a swollen face after just one piece of paper. "How can I be the only one here?"

Are there heroes in Da Li?"

Emperor Da Li read three big words "good" one after another and laughed endlessly. The emperor was very happy, but finally he said with a smile to the eunuch beside him that these words were the words from the emperor's brother's heart. As for these few words, they must be looking for

I asked the knife-catcher to do it for me.

The woman had actually been observing the face of the conquered general. The woman nodded secretly, although she was not completely reassured about him.

If you have lost even your common sense, you must have perseverance. What can you do? What can you do except restore the country?

Then Wang Yifu is really looking for death.

If Wang Yifu is only a martial artist who knows how to fight and kill, and he can be so thoughtful and meticulous in his acting, then it can be considered that Wang Yifu is capable.

But she is not afraid either.

The old swordsman Xu Hunran asked in confusion: "The empress has clearly said hello to Master Ruan and promised not to take action in Longquan County. We also sent a message to Li Hou Hu Yinglin, asking them not to act rashly in the near future. Everything will wait until they reach Dali

Let’s talk about the border. Logically speaking, Master Ruan should sell the face of the Queen, so it’s not like the people from the Fengxue Temple don’t even care about the face of the Queen and Master Ruan, right?”

Wang Yifu asked: "The detailed identity of the man with the sword has still not been found?"

The woman holding the sword shook her head and said: "There is no result yet. It's hard for us to come and ask Master Ruan about this kind of thing, let alone the group of Fengxue Temple military monks. We can only rely on Da Li's own intelligence agency to find clues.

As for the border intelligence affairs, it is not convenient for the empress to interfere..."

Stopping here, the young woman stopped talking.

This involves the undercurrent at the highest level of the Dali government.

Wang Yifu asked: "Is it possible that the Li family's retinue named Zhu He is actually hiding a secret?"

The woman sneered and said: "That guy is no more than the fifth level of martial arts, he is not worth mentioning. The Li family has no guts to cause trouble under my nose."

The old swordsman sighed, "This is a bit difficult to handle."

The woman smiled charmingly, "Is it difficult to handle? It's very easy to handle. Return to Beijing immediately! Your Majesty the Emperor and I will cry together."

In this matter, after all, someone else broke Dali's rules first, so His Majesty the Emperor is willing to stand up for her.

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Li Baoping got a brand-new small bookcase, and the large and small objects in the basket had to be moved. The two people, one large and one small, took this opportunity to find a secluded place away from Li Huai and others during their break to secretly inventory their belongings.

, to prevent loss or damage.

Chen Pingan also took off his backpack.

An old locust wood sword was guessed to be a gift from Mr. Qi, because Chen Pingan had a jade hairpin on his head for no reason at that time. Both Chen Pingan and Li Baoping thought it was Mr. Qi who did it deliberately. Chen Pingan usually kept the locust wood sword.

If you put it diagonally in your backpack and only take it out and put it on your lap in the dead of night, the young man's mind will be peaceful and peaceful.

A yellow snake gallstone, when exposed to sunlight, will reflect beautiful golden veins.

The remaining twelve small and exquisite snake gallstones have lost their original bright colors, but their texture is delicate and still good.

Li Baoping couldn't put it down for these gadgets. Holding the yellow snake gallstone in his hand, he said: "Uncle Master, please don't sell this one. For the other twelve stones, even if you want to sell them in the future, you must find someone who knows the goods."

Buyer, otherwise we will definitely lose money."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Of course."

There is also a long black stone about one foot long in the backpack. It looks like the Dragon Slaying Platform, but Chen Pingan is not sure. He remembers that Miss Ning said that she wants to separate the Dragon Slaying Platform to make the best sword sharpening stone in the world.

, not only does it require some kind of sword fairy to take action, but it also requires the loss of a very valuable weapon. Of course, for the young man at present, very powerful or very precious weapons and objects can be directly linked to value.

Just like for the girl who returned to being a girl, the opponent's combat power can be directly linked to the number of Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an knew that this was definitely not a gift from Master Ruan. Did Mr. Qi give him the locust wood sword and the sword sharpening stone? Or was it the fairy woman in white clothes who used magical powers? Or was it?

Is it Miss Ruan’s private possession?

Chen Pingan had a headache.

Miss Ruan left one gold ingot, two silver ingots, and a bag of ordinary copper coins in Li Baoping's basket. Once Li Baoping accidentally opened the purse, Chen Pingan was shocked to find that there was a gold essence mixed inside.

Copper coins.

This winning money was definitely left secretly by Ruan Xiu.

This shocked Chen Pingan, and he was sweating profusely. If he had been careless and failed to discover the truth, and then accidentally spent this copper coin as an ordinary copper coin, when he thought of the consequences, Chen Pingan could not wait to start.

Give yourself two slaps.

Chen Ping'an kept everything neat and tidy, large and small, as if a woman who was accustomed to careful planning was running a small home.

Every time Li Baoping saw this scene, he wanted to laugh, thinking that his junior uncle was so good at getting along.

So how good of a girl will she be in the future to be worthy of her junior uncle?

The little girl found it difficult to find, so she felt a little sad.

A sneaky child sneaked over. After being discovered by Li Baoping, he looked at the small bookcase at her feet and said to Chen Pingan: "Chen Pingan, if you make me a smaller bamboo box, it will be better than Li Baoping's."

The one is bigger and more beautiful, so I’ll call you Junior Uncle, what do you think?”

Chen Pingan glanced at him and said nothing.

Li Huai was a little anxious and decided to give in, "Then it will be as big as Li Baoping's small bookcase. Is that okay?"

Chen Ping'an accidentally discovered that Li Huai's boots were in tatters, with his toes exposed, and said, "I'll make you two pairs of straw sandals later."

Li Huai was furious and jumped up and said: "I don't care about those broken straw sandals. What I want is a book box! A book box used to hold sages' classics! I, Li Huai, am also a disciple of Mr. Qi!"

Chen Ping'an frowned and said, "Let's go."

Li Huai was stunned and looked at Chen Ping'an's face carefully. After the two of them looked at each other, Li Huai suddenly felt a little scared and guilty. For the first time, this child who was not afraid of anything did not retaliate and cursed, and left angrily. He just ran out for a few steps and turned around.

The head said confidently: "Don't forget the straw sandals. You need two pairs. You can wear them interchangeably."

Chen Pingan nodded.

When Li Huai ran away, the little girl said with admiration on her face: "Uncle, you are so awesome. You don't know. I can only convince Li Huai. Arguing is not an option, even if it's Mr. Qi."

Li Huai doesn't like to talk to him."
To be continued...