Pan Xuezhong has the spirit of a scholar, even if he is not very old, he has contempt for the factory guard from the bottom of his bones.

This is a common problem among today's scholars, and in their eyes, all forces that are not controlled by the outer court are the eagle dogs and lackeys of the inner court.

It is a shame for the scholars who claim to be the children of saints, who are willing to fall and be in the company of the minions of the eunuch temple, or to live under the same roof.

It's just that he looks down on those brocade guards in his bones, but Pan Xiaolangjun didn't have the courage to step forward and eavesdrop on others, let alone reprimand a few times, leaving behind the heroic deeds of "Young Lang angrily scolding Eagle Claw Sun" in this wilderness.

Scholars, the bones of the wind belong to the bones, but the courage belongs to the guts.

Besides, the human eagle dog didn't recruit him to provoke him, and Pan Xiaolangjun had no reason to be in the limelight.

The rain was still falling outside, but it was lighter than before.

Because the door was occupied by the people of the Jinyi guard, no one in the temple dared to go to the door again.

Xu Xianchun was really a little envious of Jinyiwei, and the bright flying fish suit made him yearn for it very much. But he had already made up his mind that if he could become a martial artist, he would go to the border to serve the country, and he had no intention of joining Jinyiwei, so he just longed for it.

Wei Liangchen was absent-minded, sometimes looking at the brocade guards, sometimes at Xu Xianchun, and sometimes secretly at Zhang Bing and that little Langjun.

These three parties don't seem to have anything to do with him Wei Liangchen, but in the future, these people are afraid that they will all revolve around him Xiao Chitose.

The temple was too quiet, which made Liangchen a little uncomfortable, and he felt as if he was being choked by the neck and a little suffocated. He wanted to stand up and move and stretch, but he was afraid of attracting the attention of the brocade guards. After all, dozens of people were sitting, and he stood up alone, which was really a bit conspicuous.

In desperation, Liangchen wanted to lean against the corner of the wall to take a nap, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the sound of horses' hooves came from the official road in the distance.

The sound of hooves did not come from the south, but from the north. The sound of hooves sounded urgent, as if a team of men and horses were hurrying through the wind and rain.

Zhang Bing was the first to turn his head to look at the Jinyi guard at the door, he thought that it might be the companions of these people.

Liangchen also had this thought, but he found that the expressions on the faces of those brocade guards were obviously wrong, as if they were instinctively wary of people from the north.

"Horses!"

A slender brocade guard was about to lead the horses in the woods elsewhere, but it was too late, and the group of centaurs from the north spotted their mounts.

"Sixth Master, it's them!"

Far away, I heard someone shouting, and then many people jumped off their horses and went straight to the mountain temple.

Seeing this, several brocade guards were very nervous, and they all looked at their heads.

The leader of the brocade guard had a gloomy face, waved his hand, and calmly instructed his subordinates: "Don't panic, bump into it, bump into it, what's the matter." ”

Hearing this, several brocade guards nodded slightly, silently scattered on both sides, but they all clutched the handle of the knife.

The people in the temple were not blind, and of course they could see that the situation did not seem to be right, and they suddenly became nervous again.

A few people who were too close to the door hurriedly moved back, although they didn't know what was going on, but the tense momentum of these brocade guards at the door could be known at a glance.

The fire at the city gate can have a reason for affecting the fish in the pond.

Zhang Bing also frowned, but he didn't pull Pan Xiaolangjun to hide inside, because he knew who was coming. No matter what contradictions the other party has with these brocade guards, it will not affect him.

In the whirring wind, a tall man appeared in front of the temple gate, wearing a hat on his head and a cloak on his body. Behind him, there were twenty or thirty men in the same costumes.

After entering the temple, the tall man took off his hat and revealed a small bowler. The coat on his body was untied and thrown to the people behind, and he was also wearing a flying fish suit.

After glancing around the temple, the tall man Fang set his eyes on the group of brocade guards, and finally fixed on the face of the leader of the brocade guards, with a rather playful expression.

After a moment, he chuckled lightly and said, "Brother Wang, count it up, you and I haven't seen each other for seven or eight years since the demon book case, right?" ”

"It's been seven or eight years. However, there are a lot of things to do in Dongchang, and you are very busy, where do you remember my little role. ”

The leader of the Jinyi Guard, known as "Brother Wang", is named Wang Yueqian, and the tall man who came in is named Deng Xian, and the two of them were originally the general banners of the Jinyi Guard. However, nine years ago, when the two worked together to investigate the "Demon Book Case", Deng Xian was photographed by Dongchang, and now he is a deputy thousand households from the fifth grade, but Wang Yuqian is still the general banner of the seventh grade.

"Brother Wang's words are wrong, I have been in Beijing for the past few years, and I haven't gone anywhere, I think it's because Brother Wang doesn't want to see me, it's not that I can't remember Brother Wang... Could it be that for so many years, Brother Wang has always held a grudge against me for that matter? Deng Xian looked at Wang Yueqian with a smile, he knew that the other party understood what he was talking about.

Wang Yuqian shook his head and said lightly: "I have forgotten all the things in the past, so don't mention it." However, what kind of wind has blown your Dongchang people here today? ”

"Brother Wang, I should ask you this." Deng Xian smiled.

Wang Yuqian didn't respond, just snorted slightly.

Seeing this, Deng Xian no longer pretended to be, and said: "Brother Wang, the Ming people don't say dark words, the affairs of Linqing are under the control of our Dongchang, if you give me face, please take your subordinates back." Another day, I will be the East, and I will invite you and your brothers to have a few drinks. ”

"If I go back like this, I'm afraid that the higher authorities won't spare me."

Wang Yuqian didn't eat Deng Xian's set, if he really let Deng Xian say a few words, what face would he have to mix up in the brocade guard.

Seeing that Wang Yuqian was unmoved, a trace of unhappiness flashed in Deng Xian's eyes, and he said coldly: "So, you Jinyi Wei are determined to insert a lever?" ”

"Without an order from above, Wang didn't dare to go back."

Wang Yuqian was categorical, and after speaking, he paused, "Even if this case is not under the control of our Jinyi Guard, it seems that it will not be your turn to Dongchang." I heard that Gonggong Ma greeted everyone in the palace with his crotch, and if Gonggong Ma knew what Brother Deng did, he would not be in trouble. ”

Hearing this, Deng Xian's face sank: "The things above are not something we can ask about, brother, and I also act according to orders." If Brother Wang insists on staying here, then what will happen, it is difficult for Brother Wang to explain. ”

"Joke, my brocade guard is not made by clay people, what can happen. It's Brother Deng, but you have to think twice, don't be used as a scapegoat. ”

"You!"

Deng Xian was furious, and a burst of anger rose up. On the side, a small flag under his hand suddenly stepped forward and whispered: "Sixth Master, what do you see that person?" ”

"Huh?"

Following the gaze of this little flag, Deng Xian saw a fat man hidden in the crowd. The fat man looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. The fat man found himself being targeted by the people of Dongchang, and panicked for no reason.

"Portrait!"

Deng Xian thought of something, and immediately ordered his subordinates to take the portrait. Xiaoqi hurriedly took it out of the roll and handed it to him.

After taking the portrait, Deng Xian raised his head fiercely, pointed at the fat man and shouted: "Take down this person!" ”