My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 669 Dunhuang Twelve Flying Immortals (for Lanlan...)
After listening to Liu Mingzhi's words, Li Yugang scanned the hall of Penglai Pavilion: "Get up and answer!"

"Xie Minggong!"

Hearing that Liu Mingzhi still called himself Ming Gong, Li Yugang knew that Liu Mingzhi still remembered the old friendship, and looked at Liu Mingzhi, who was in full armor and full of mighty armor: "Schools should be treated with admiration for three days, and the old dudes are also I can stand alone! Two years have passed so quickly!"

"Ming Gong, no matter who the kid is, he is still your old friend who has forgotten the year!"

Kong Dao, who came in after Li Yugang, was surprised to see Young Master Liu who was talking and laughing happily with Li Yugang. He had been an official in Jinling for a year, and he really didn't know that Liu Mingzhi still had such a relationship with Li Yugang.

I don't know how many people are envious of having such a relationship with my brother today!
"Where's Mama Jiang?"

"I have been detained by the boy and sent to Longwuwei's tent to wait for disposal!"

Li Yu's mood that had just calmed down came up again: "Confused, Penglai Pavilion is different from Yanyu Pavilion and Qixiu Tower. This is the Secretary of Jiaofang. Detain him without authorization!"

Liu Mingzhi glanced at the corpses of the seven blue-robed men: "Minggong, it is an indisputable fact that there are bandits in Penglai Pavilion. The boy has the Shangfang Zhanma Sword bestowed by His Majesty, let alone a small Qipin Fangzhu, even the fifth-rank Zhongzhou Sima boy has the right to kill first and then play, and there are bandits in Penglai Pavilion, and the boy detained him in the camp for interrogation, it is not over the limit!"

Li Yugang looked at First Young Master Liu in astonishment: "You are here to suppress the bandits, why did the emperor give you Shang Fang's horse-slaying sword?"

"This kid doesn't know, maybe His Majesty has a deep meaning!"

Li Yugang looked at the women in the brothel in Penglai Pavilion and the soldiers of Longwuwei: "You and the old man come here!"

Liu Mingzhi sighed and followed Li Yugang to a corner of the hall and sat down: "I don't know what advice Minggong has for looking for the boy?"

Li Yugang looked at First Young Master Liu complicatedly: "Boy, this Jiang'e has a little friendship with this old man, how about forgiving her once for the sake of this old man, in fact, you and I both know that there will be no White Lotus Sect traitors in this Penglai Pavilion. As for the few people who died, they just met by accident, how about selling a thin face to the old man?"

Liu Mingzhi's eyes froze, he didn't expect Li Yugang's intuition to be so keen, but Mother Jiang and those thugs must die.

If he gave Li Yugang face and released Jiang's mother, how would he comfort Ruyi's spirit in heaven.

A teenage girl, who was not deeply involved in the world, was beaten to death with a stick because of her well-meaning ten taels of silver. If she let Jiang's mother go, she would have a bad conscience for the rest of her life.

Liu Mingzhi flashed his wishful corpse covered with scars in his mind, his eyes showed a trace of firmness, he looked at Li Yugang and shook his head: "Ming Gong, it's not that the kid doesn't give you face, it's that the kid has no choice but to give it to you under the eyes of everyone. Face is hard to guard against, if it spreads to His Majesty's ears, ask the boy for a crime of being unfavorable, but the boy can't bear it and walk away!"

Li Yugang squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Mingzhi with a hint of displeasure: "Boy, you really don't want to give this old man such thin noodles. I have heard about the wishful thing. Jiang E told the old man about it, and asked the old man to be a middleman to talk about it." Let’s see this misunderstanding, but you were delayed by the battle between Jin Guoshi and you went directly to the capital, the old man thought this matter was over, I never thought that your resentment would be so great!”

"Ming Gong, the boy definitely did not encircle Penglai Pavilion for this matter. It is because the boy has received reliable information that Penglai Pavilion is harboring a traitor boy, so he sent troops here. It is very difficult for a boy like you!"

Li Yugang slapped the table suddenly, seeing everyone's eyes, he seemed to have to lower his voice: "Boy, you and I know the whole story of this matter, you don't need to pretend to be confused for this old man, if you still recognize this old man as an old friend Give the old man a thin face, let Jiang E go, and those thugs are at your disposal, and you keep saying that there is a Bailian traitor in Penglai Pavilion, where are the traces of the traitor?"

Liu Mingzhi's heart sank, he didn't expect that Li Yugang would faintly turn his face for a mere Jiang's mother.

Did he sell Li Yugang a thin noodle, or did he fail Ruyi's spirit in heaven.

From a practical point of view, Ruyi, a dead woman in a brothel, has no value at all compared with Li Yugang.

From the point of view of conscience, if Liu Mingzhi let Mother Jiang go, he would be condemned by his conscience.

Value and conscience are difficult options to choose.

Liu Mingzhi closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then took a deep breath: "Minggong, there is nothing you can do about it, it is an indisputable fact that there is a white lotus traitor in Penglai Pavilion!"

Li Yugang looked at Liu Mingzhi with a complicated expression: "Boy, I don't want our friendship to become estranged because of a dead brothel woman. You only need to lift your arms to see if those dead people are Bailian gangsters. Are you sure?" Are we going to take this step between the two of us?"

"Minggong, a prostitute in a brothel is not worth such a big fight, Minggong! How about we discuss it calmly?"

Liu Mingzhi still didn't want to break his face, hoping to persuade Li Yugang as much as possible.

Li Yugang picked up the teacup and gently stroked the lid: "As long as Jiang E is not executed, everything is negotiable!"

Then he was discussing bullshit, Young Master Liu was about to get up and leave, when suddenly there was a shout of killing from the backyard.

Then pipa, guzheng, xiao, flute, and guqin are roughly estimated to be the sounds of more than ten kinds of musical instruments.

It is obviously a musical instrument, but the notes that come out actually carry the meaning of killing.

Liu Mingzhi's face changed, and he looked at Li Yugang with excitement in his eyes, and quickly rushed forward while supporting the Tianjian.

Just as Liu Mingzhi arrived at the hall, he saw that the wooden door leading to the backyard from the hall suddenly shattered, and many soldiers of Longwuwei flew in through the shattered gap.

After landing, he hugged his head and howled.

Cheng Kai stood up, covering his chest with bruises hanging from the corners of his mouth: "Marshal, there are bandits!"

"Come here, take General Cheng and the brothers down for treatment!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at the backyard of Penglai Pavilion with a stern expression: "Where are the people, report their names! Attacking the imperial army, do you want to rebel?"

"The Misty Flying Picture, Twelve Girls Alluring the City. The little general is so courageous, he opened his mouth and shut his mouth and let the servants wear the title of rebel!"

A crisp and gentle voice came, making people feel like a breeze, but Liu Mingzhi didn't dare to be careless at all.

Li Yugang also came over in surprise, unexpectedly something unexpected happened in Penglai Pavilion!

"Jiang Lei!"

"The end is here!"

"Arrange these girls out!"

"The end will obey orders!"

Song Qing has been meditating ever since he heard that clear and melodious voice, and Mu Ran's eyes widened showing a trace of surprise: "Piao Miao Fei Tian Tu, twelve girls are alluring. Ganzhou Dunhuang Twelve Flying Immortals!"

"Your Excellency is very knowledgeable!"

Li Buyi, who had finished reciting the mantra of death, also looked at the broken door curiously. He had naturally heard of the name of the Twelve Flying Immortals.

Or longing for a long time.

Liu Mingzhi looked at the shattered place expectantly, and could only smell the aroma. Walking out of the broken door was a woman in brocade clothes, holding various musical instruments in her arms.

Yi Jue dances lightly with the wind like a fairy.It's so beautiful.

People can't help giving birth to a feeling that this woman only exists in the sky, but the world has to hear it several times.

He really lived up to the title of Twelve Flying Immortals.

Taking advantage of the situation and looking up, First Young Master Liu stared at the 12 people dumbfounded, and almost didn't come up in one breath.

Song Qing, Li Yugang and a group of Longwuwei soldiers who drew their knives also looked at the twelve old women who were about six or seventy years old in astonishment. They really didn't expect such a melodious, melodious and clear voice to come from one of the twelve old women. words.

Coupled with a dress that looks like a fairy, the contrast is too great.

Twelve Flying Immortals, this is the Twelve Old Aunts, okay?

Li Buyi even pulled off a few beards and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Damn it, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable Amitabha, where are these twelve old green onions pulled out! Blind the wisdom eyes of the old Tao!"

PS: I've finished adding updates to what I owed, happy!
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