Before the sky was bright, Foshan Tongzhi Yamen was full of people, six room clerks, three classes of officials, and none of them were left behind.

The old master Gu, who was most trusted by Li Ruilin, stood in the hall and assigned the errands one by one, and at the end he did not forget to admonish Zhengse: "In the past few days, it seems that it is the ascension ceremony of Wei Xianshi, and it is also a great glorious event in Foshan Town. If you do a good job, you will naturally be greatly rewarded, and if you do a good job, you will be honest and prepare the medicine for the sores first! Otherwise, the Lord Tongzhi will spare you, and the money and food in this yamen will never be passed on to your children and grandchildren!

A group of officials arrested quickly, and one by one they received orders, and Old Master Gu also went to the back office to visit his proprietor.

Li Ruilin has also gotten up at this point, and is using the morning snack under the service of several concubines.

After taking a sip of the Ming Qian tea brewed in Jiulong Spring in Baiyun Mountain, Li Ruilin beckoned to Old Master Gu and called his expression: "Brother Ruqian, sit, sit, you have been running around for the past few days." Would it be nice to steal a free day with me today, drink a cup of tea, and gossip?"

Old Master Gu was not polite, so he sat down under Li Ruilin, and casually picked a palace-like sugar milk dumpling and ate it indiscriminately, and then said: "Dong Weng loves it, and the students are naturally very grateful, but the arrangement of these two days is very beneficial to Dong Weng's future, so the students have to take a good look for Dong Weng, and wait for the future to be happy." ”

Li Ruilin waved his hand, and the concubine retreated knowingly, and Li Datong said: "Brother Ruqian, I don't like to hear what you say." The talk of ascending to the throne and opening the mountain is all the pomp and circumstance in the Xuanmen, and the glory is also Huang Guan's career, but what does it have to do with Li? As long as Lord Xiantai does not come to join me, he will be grateful. ”

Old Master Gu shook his head and persuaded: "Dong Weng has been in the prefecture and county for a long time, is it possible that he wants to return to old age with his current status? In the past, Dong Weng was idle and did not look at things, that is the current situation, and Dong Weng needs to be quiet, which is the reason for herding and guarding the place." However, now that Daoist Wei has given a big gift to Dong Weng, it just happens to be a good wind to help Dong Weng go to the next level——"

As he spoke, Old Master Gu took out a list from his sleeve and held it in both hands: "Daoist Wei sent people to send the bandit heads of the green forest cottages near the left of Foshan Town, and their names, appearances, and rewards, the students have checked them one by one, and there are a total of twenty-three Jiangyang thieves who have accumulated over the years, and none of them are wrong. Such a great achievement was delivered to Dong Weng, where are you afraid that you will not be promoted to a first-class official?"

grabbed the gift list handed over by Old Master Gu and read it hastily, but Li Ruilin jumped up violently and shouted: "Come on, go to the study to serve the old man's pen and ink! This official wants to personally draw up a notice to calm the people, and hang the heads of these thieves to the town to show the public!"

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The heads of the twenty-three green forest village owners, except for the tendons and skin of the broken neck stubble slightly shrunk, are still the same as they were before their deaths, maintaining the last expression, staring at the people who are about to enter Foshan Town on the flagpole one by one.

At this time, Ren Tianpeng, the "Falling Goose Knife", and his old friend Wu Junhui, the "Sea Splitting Gun", were also leading their disciples towards Foshan Town.

In addition to the two heads, there was also a Dian horse to ride, but the apprentices who came with them didn't even have to ride a horse, but only rode donkeys and mules, etc., which set off the two heads a little higher.

At this moment, in the team, a fat disciple of Dinghu Villa was spitting and evaluating the martial arts of each family to the senior brothers and disciples of Siping Gun Gate:

“...... Don't look at the Wudang faction touting its own family so much, but since Zhang Sanfeng's old ancestor, there have been any other famous figures in Wudang Mountain? A few years ago, the Wudang faction had only one firehand judge left, Zhang Zhaozhong, who was still a hard hand, but the result was that he died in the Western Regions, and his bones were gone! What kind of famous sect is such a sect? As for the various factions outside Wudang, it is not worth mentioning, for example, the famous Xiandu faction in our southern martial arts, known as the authentic inner family, and the Shangqing swordsmanship is unparalleled, but back then, the head of the Xiandu faction, Ling Xia Daoren, fought with my uncle, and fought more than 300 moves, and he still didn't lose under the Luoyan knife? ”

This fat man is also surnamed Ren, and he is regarded as the distant nephew of Ren Tianpeng of the Luoyan Knife, although Ren Tianpeng is good to be touted, but the more he listens to this fat man, the more vulgar he becomes, he can't help but shout: "Shut up, in front of your Uncle Wu, how can there be a place where you are full of horse manure, and you can't go down!"

Wu Junhui stopped him immediately: "Young people like to run their tongues, and it's not a big mistake." Think that Senior Brother Ren and I were at his age, not the same faction to guide the martial arts, thinking that a martial arts could go anywhere? But Ling Gaozu is not wrong, now in addition to the Shaolin Temple on the rivers and lakes, a group of self-proclaimed famous factions, although the shelf does not fall, the martial arts have long been gone. At this time, we still need people like you and me who are old and serious, come out to preside over the affairs of the rivers and lakes, how can there be a junior, who has not reported the teacher's inheritance, and has never heard of any amazing art industry, so he dares to post to open a mountain and establish a faction? Such a vain person, we are elders, and we have to teach him a lesson for his teacher, only to know that there is a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in the martial arts, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!"

Ren Tianpeng nodded with a smile and said, "Exactly, yes, today Ren is going to see the power of the Seagod Spear again." ”

Wu Junhui laughed and said, "Senior Brother Ren came to make fun of it again, how can my sea-splitting spear be compared to the Luoyan Knife of the Mighty Southern Martial Arts?"

After that, the two half-old men couldn't help but look up and laugh together, and at the same time as the two of them looked up, they saw a row of bamboo poles standing in front of Foshan Town, and the things hanging on them looked a little familiar, and the laughter couldn't help but shrink into their throats at the same time, like the last sound of a gelding that had been cut into the trachea.

At this moment, I saw a group of soldiers holding a long cloth and getting busy in front of this row of long bamboo poles, and there was a figure who looked like a small officer and scolded: "What are you going to do when you erect the flagpole so early? The charges and names of these Jiangyang thieves have not yet been hung up!"

In the middle of drinking and scolding, there were soldiers with quick hands and feet, who had already picked up a piece of cloth and hung it, with a line of big characters on it, that is, presbyopia could see it clearly: "Dinghu Mountain Evil Tiger Village thief five Jiaoluo Zongli, as a traitor, murder and plunder, resist arrest and be killed, and hang his head to show the public." ”