Chapter 896: You Won't Forget My Son-in-law's Origin...
(Girls' Literature) Chapter 896
As for the reason why the attitude of the Qizhou assassin is not clear, perhaps it is because this thing feels that the benefits promised by Duan are not enough, which makes Duan Dagongzi's heart very angry, but he can't take any other threatening means to do it.
However, although Duan Shaojun has money, he is not something that can be smashed out casually, just when Duan Shaojun was considering whether he needed to increase his bargaining chips for Qizhou, he received a pigeon letter from Qizhou, and the third senior brother Jianshou led two hundred monks to land in Qizhou by boat, ready to march to Yunzhou tomorrow.
Hearing the news, Duan Shaojun couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly repaired a book, letting people fly as fast as possible, watching the carrier pigeon fly to the southeast, Duan Shaojun breathed a sigh of relief. I hope that the third senior brother Jianshou can have a way to educate the blind Qizhou Thorn Shi well.
It was close to dusk, and after getting off the boat, he sat up at the inn near the dock to rest, and the tired boat for many days was really exhausting, so although the ship arrived at the dock in Qizhou early in the morning.
Jian Shou still decided to follow the advice of the person sent by Duan Shaojun to greet him, and stayed in the inn specially chartered for them to rest. After sleeping for several hours, the guard had finally recovered a lot of energy, and the moment he heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, he had already opened his eyes.
"Master, Master Guardian, are you awake?" After the footsteps stood outside the door, the voice of Xu Sheng, the person who had received them at the dock, came in from outside the door.
"It turned out to be Lord Xu Shi, please hurry up." The third senior brother Jianshou, who was about 1.8 meters tall and had a face full of fierceness, opened the door and smiled gently at this person.
"Master, here's an urgent letter from Yunzhou, and please take a look at it." Xu Sheng first respectfully saluted the third senior brother, then took out the pigeon letter he had just received from his arms and handed it over.
Jian Shou took it, glanced at it with the light outside the door, and couldn't help frowning, but he didn't expect that he had just arrived in Qizhou and encountered such a thing. After watching it silently, the guard casually took the pigeon letter into his arms, and then smiled at Xu Sheng and his face pleasantly. "Lord Xu must be familiar with this Qizhou, right?"
"The little one has been sent here for most of the time, so it's familiar, and I also have a local hired guy under my hand, if the master has any orders, the little one will definitely do his best." Xu Sheng was slightly stunned, thinking of Duan Gongzi and the eldest grandmother's instructions, he naturally didn't dare to be the slightest slack.
"Well, you will lead the way in a while, and take the poor monk to the Qizhou Thorn History Mansion, and the poor monk is going to visit that Xue Fan Xue Thorn Shi in person." The guard said in a very calm voice.
Xu Sheng didn't doubt him, the big man did things, he was an errand, it was useless to think about it, he nodded immediately, and beckoned the store to quickly bring food to the masters.
After dinner, following Jianshou's orders, two hundred monks and soldiers lifted their respective Zen staffs, followed Jianshou under the guidance of Xu Sheng, and walked towards Qizhou Prefecture, which was three or four miles away from the dock.
Although it was already dusk, as a famous port in the north of the Tang Dynasty, Qizhou Port was still full of people at this moment, but everyone would look at it curiously after seeing this strange team.
Two hundred monks pedaled in their shoes, wore hats, and carried Zen sticks, silently and silently walked forward, and each monk's figure seemed to be very powerful, not at all like the ordinary walking monks, but like a group of murderous bandits and bandits shaved a bald scoop to play a collective rampage imitation show.
It is precisely because such a team is too peculiar, so when they are still a mile away from Qizhou City, a man and horse galloped out of Qizhou City, led by Sheng Lei, the general of Qizhou Zhonglang.
The state soldiers, who numbered about five hundred, directly stopped in the middle of the road, put up a formation, and then galloped out of the formation more than ten horsemen to the guards and others who had stopped their footsteps.
The first one was Sheng Lei, the general of Qizhou Zhonglang, stroking his mustache, and looking at the silent monk team vigilantly, Sheng Lei shouted and asked reads();. "What is your identity, which temple are you from, and why did you come to my Qizhou?"
"This general, the poor monk is polite, the poor monk is from the Hidden Dragon Temple in Lanting County, Yangzhou, Jiangnan, is the disciple of the Hidden Dragon Temple who presides over the Dream Confusion Master, and now on the order of the family teacher, he specially led two hundred monks to Yunzhou, and now passing by your land, the poor monk is going to visit the Xue Thorn History of Qizhou, but he doesn't want to disturb the general, it's really a sin, and please let the general let go of the road, let me wait for the road." After saluting Sheng Lei, who was on horseback, Jianshou said with a smile.
"Lan this county Hidden Dragon Temple, Master of Dream Confusion? Haven't heard of it...... Monks? Sheng Lei looked at the two hundred monks standing quietly on the road in a bit of a daze, it was really the first time he had heard of the profession of monks.
"Yes, all the juniors behind the poor monk are monks." Jian Shou nodded, seeing the confused expression on the face of the Zhonglang General who was only in his early thirties, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, it seems that this guy is too young to even know what a monk is, right?
"General, monk, old man seems to have heard of it, but that was more than ten years ago......," an old man with gray hair rode his horse to Sheng Lei's side thoughtfully, muttering quietly.
"More than 10 years ago?" Sheng Lei couldn't help but roll his eyes, since it was more than ten years ago, it was the old yellow calendar, and now it is the age of Shenma, I haven't heard of any monks and soldiers for more than ten years, who knows if these guys are real or fake?
"Ben will ask you again, you said that you are going to visit me Qizhou Xue Thorn History, do you know Lord Xue?" Sheng Lei narrowed his eyes and looked at Jian Shou and the silent monks behind him with an unkind expression.
"The poor monk doesn't know it, but Xue Tingshi must know the family teacher." Jian Shou smiled faintly and explained with a calm expression.
"Joke, the abbot of a Jiangnan monastery, my family is neither a Jiangnan person, nor has he ever been to Jiangnan, how can he know him? Say! What is the purpose of your coming to my Qizhou?! Sheng Lei's face changed, he strangled the horse's back, and shouted viciously.
Jian Shou really didn't expect to encounter such a situation in Qizhou, his brows couldn't help but rise, and when he was about to speak, he saw that Xu Shengxian came out of the crowd and walked to the Qizhou Zhonglang general Sheng Lei.
"Villain Xu Sheng, I've seen General Sheng, I've seen General Zhao, I've seen General Hu......" Xu Sheng came to the horse of Sheng Lei and others, and greeted him with a smile.
Seeing Xu Sheng, Sheng Lei and the others couldn't help but be stunned. Because this Xu Sheng has always been Duan Shaojun's spokesperson in Qizhou, they have been dealing with each other a lot these days. It's just that I didn't expect that this guy would actually mix with these monks and soldiers of unknown origin.
"It's really Brother Xu, you, why are you here, could it be these monks......" Although Sheng Lei is a dignified Zhonglang general, the problem is that he has already been smashed by Duan Dagongzi's money offensive, and he often calls him a brother and sister, seeing Xu Sheng, Sheng Lei couldn't help but bow down with some curiosity.
"General Sheng, what is that, you shouldn't forget, right? The origin of my Duan Gongzi ......" Xu Sheng saw that Sheng Lei and the others were no longer as tense as before, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, took two steps forward, and came to Sheng Lei's horse and whispered.
"Your son-in-law, do you mean don't drive...... Hiss! After Sheng Lei subconsciously said a word, he suddenly gasped, and his gaze at the monk team suddenly changed.
Directly lying in his heart, he lay down a big groove, by the way, now Sheng Lei finally remembered the identity of Duan Beijia, that goods are not only the champion of the Tang Dynasty, but also the confidant of Her Royal Highness Princess Zhaoyang, and at the same time, he is also the closed disciple of His Royal Highness the Prince who became famous in the battle for the throne of the Son of Heaven, but then cut his hair and became a monk, and hid in Jiangnan for more than ten years and did not appear in the world.
Nima, needless to say, these monks and soldiers must have been sent by His Royal Highness the Prince to support his closed disciples, Zang Lei jumped off the horse as soon as possible, and hurriedly bowed to the third senior brother who was standing at the front of the monk team at a ninety-degree angle. "It turned out to be a master, I didn't expect the master to come to my Qizhou, because of his duty, please don't blame the master."
Looking at the Qizhou Zhonglang General who bowed forward and backwards, Jian Shou didn't bother to care, and returned the salute, his tone still seemed very peaceful. "Don't dare, please let the general open the road and let the poor monks and others enter the city to visit Xue Tingshi."