Chapter 332 Fight
Luoyi, the prison.
"Master Li, please come this way."
Outside the prison, an official wearing a robe and official uniform was smiling broadly, extending his hand to guide the way.
Next to him was a military attaché with a calm face and a tall posture. He was in his fifties or sixties, with a beard and a gorgeous black-gold official uniform with embroidered brocade clouds and sun. Yue, holding a long sword hidden in a jasper scabbard.
The most important thing is that there is a thick black jade plaque hanging on this person's waist, with the four characters "Ming Jian Zhi Shi" engraved on it!
This military attache is none other than Li Jingzhe, the commander of the Secret Sword Tower of Mingjian Pavilion and the leader of the secret envoy!
Behind him were two Mingjiange secret envoys. They were also wearing black gold official uniforms and carrying long swords. However, the black jade plaque on their waists was much thinner than that of Li Jingzhe, like a small card.
Behind them were some city guard sergeants from the local government, but they did not dare to get within ten steps of the Mingjiange secret envoy, so they could only follow far behind.
"Master Prefect."
Li Jingzhe looked at the dark entrance to the dungeon, suddenly stood still, and said in a deep voice: "There is someone else's presence here... Didn't I send a letter to tell you that before the arrival of Mingjiang Pavilion, no one is allowed to visit or interrogate Ashi? What about Manar?"
There were beads of sweat on the magistrate's forehead, and he forced a smile and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Li, they are not visiting..."
"Them?"
Li Jingzhe frowned and looked sideways: "More than one?"
The prefect quickly explained: "Master Li, please allow me to explain - Manar is imprisoned here. Except for the doctors and jailers hired by our government who stayed at home for twelve hours, no one else could see him, even the lower officials. "
"But there are two people... who come here every day to wait for Mannar to wake up."
He said a name carefully and softly.
"One is the general of Northern Xinjiang, General Ning Wushuning."
Hearing this name, Li Jingzhe raised his eyebrows and coughed dryly: "It turns out it's Er...it's her , Mannar’s identity was involved in the Beiyi war. The Northern Yi army bookkeeper was also captured by General Ning. It is reasonable for her to come here.”
The prefect breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: “Master Li can understand. That's great, another person..."
He lowered his voice and said: "It's Zhao Hao, the prince of Xishuo."
Li Jingzhe raised his eyebrows again and said in a voice that only he could hear: "It turns out to be him... No wonder I I smelled a disgusting smell."
After a moment of silence, he asked: "Prince Zhao, is he in prison at this time?"
"Yes"
The prefect said softly: "Prince Zhao, like General Ning, will wait for Mannar to wake up in the afterlife every day."
"Well, I understand." Li Jingzhe said in a deep voice: "You can go back, I will go down by myself."
The prefect did not dare to have any objection, so he whispered yes and immediately turned around He left and took away the accompanying city guards.
"You two."
Li Jingzhe said to the two secret envoys of Mingjiange behind him: "Stay here. No one can enter without my order."
< br>“Yes.”
The two emissaries did not respond loudly, but nodded slightly.
Then, Li Jingzhe held the handle of the knife and slowly stepped into the dark and deep dungeon stairs.
Although this place is also called a prison, it is not the cell where ordinary villains are usually held in Luoyi. The ordinary cell is not far from the yamen gate to facilitate officials to hold court for interrogation.
But this prison is located in a relatively remote part of Luoyi City. More than a hundred steps away is the Luoyi City Guards’ Camp. Usually only the most vicious and determined to kill will be imprisoned here. The jailer was also a master and strong man in the world in the past.
The sound of torches in the corridor was heard. When the jailers saw Li Jingzhe, they all bowed to the extreme and did not even dare to take another look.
But Li Jingzhe's eyes were not on them.
His calm but bright eyes turned to the young man in plain clothes at the end of the corridor, crossing his legs and throwing peanuts into his mouth.
That is Zhao Hao.
When Li Jingzhe looked at him, he happened to turn his head and cast his gaze.
“Yo.”
Zhao Hao grinned: "Isn't this Mr. Li Jingzhe, Mr. Li? I came from the capital, and I'm so impressed." Li Jingzhe raised the corners of his mouth, and couldn't tell whether it was a cold smile or a playful smile, and strode across. After exiting the corridor, he came to the table, took off his long knife, sat down opposite Zhao Hao generously, and slapped the knife on the table.
"Prince Zhao Hao."
His eyes were calm and he said with a smile: "Why did you come to this smelly prison to have fun?"
Zhao Hao curled his lips and said: "Let's not play charades - Mr. Li, this guy Mannar will come to Luoyi. From the beginning, I used a trick to let the Murong brothers and sisters spread the news. , attracted him.”
"During this time in Luoyi, I and several friends kept a close eye on him and didn't let him cause any trouble."
"Half a month ago, we had a fierce battle to drive him away. He captured the soul clone of the great Beiyi shaman and captured the little Beiyi prince."
As he spoke, he picked up another peanut and played with it between his fingers.
The little peanuts were swirling between his fingers, which was very beautiful.
But when he said this, he suddenly raised a little finger and let the peanuts spin on his fingertips. At the same time, he smiled and said: "During these days, we have not seen the secret envoy of Mingjiang Pavilion, let alone You, Mr. Li, take action against the Great Shaman of Beiyi.”
Zhao Hao's posture of playing with peanuts and the expression on his face when he said this were like raising his little finger to Li Jingzhe.
Li Jingzhe's expression was slightly gloomy, but he soon calmed down and smiled slightly: "The Murong sisters are from the Jianghu, and the source of the information they rely on is the Jianghu organization, Baixiaolou in every possible way. "
"The people who were following the traces of the Northern Yi people a few days ago were the Northern Xinjiang general Ning Wushu and the people he recruited..."
"The battle in Sangmen Village. The contributors are the Jianghu organization, the Wulin League... and other Jianghu people. "Everyone in the world is from the imperial land, and the Jianghu people are also Dayan people."
He pressed the long sword with his hand and said slowly: "The war in Beiyi involves the entire country of Dayan - the affairs of the country are the matter of the Holy One; the matter of the Holy One is the matter of Mingjian Pavilion."
< br>As he said that, Li Jingzhe turned his eyes to the peanut spinning on the tip of Zhao Hao's little finger, and said with a deep smile: "As for some idle princes... or princes, they should just relax and play with crickets and women, don't show up. His face was broken."
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he did nothing at all, but the peanut was split into two in an instant!
Zhao Hao was startled and withdrew his finger.
His fingertips were not injured, but there was a faint tingling feeling on his skin.
Li Jingzhe was, after all, a strong man in the Cave Heaven Realm. With just one glance, there was a faint flash of a sinister sword!
“Tsk, Mr. Li, you have such a bad temper.”
Zhao Hao quickly regained his composure. He smiled teasingly, flicked the little ashes from the peanuts on his fingertips, and looked leisurely Said: "But that's not what you said - yes, the person who solved the matter was the Jianghu people. The person who provided intelligence and strategies to the Murong sisters was not Zhao Hao, the crown prince of Xishuo, but Zhao Hao, a disciple of Qianfang Baixiaolou. Hao."
"But..."
He said with a smile: "The one who called on everyone to go to Sangmen Village to pursue the Beiyi people was the Crown Prince of Xishuo and the leader of the Alliance Jiang. That war came about after listening to the prince’s words.”
Li Jingzhe frowned.
But this time, before he could speak, Zhao Hao waved his hand and said: "Come on, let's not fight for this credit. If we can't fight for it, who will get Mannar? Only one person can say It’s up to you.”
Hearing this, Li Jingzhe’s expression became complicated.
"Second Miss." He said helplessly.
Zhao Hao spread his hands: "No, in the final analysis, we still have to look at Sister Wu Shu."
At this moment, there was a noise outside the dungeon passage.
It seemed that the two Mingjiange secret envoys were trying to stop someone, but the person who came hit them hard and scolded them.
Listening to the voices coming from above, Zhao Hao and Li Jingzhe’s expressions became very exciting.
"Isn't it, Mr. Li?"
Zhao Hao said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Won't you leave two secret envoys and then tell them that no one is allowed to enter?"
Li Jingzhe's forehead veins twitched slightly.
“Are they really brave enough?”
Zhao Hao tutted: “How dare you stop Ning Wushu?”
(End of this chapter)