"You...just saved them?"
Ye Wan'er asked softly on the bluestone-paved street.
After all, she had been learning martial arts for a few days, and she could still tell that the men in warrior uniforms were in a dangerous situation. If the young man hadn't suddenly recited a poem, I'm afraid those people... would have been in danger.
Luo Heng nodded and said yes.
But he didn't say more.
Ye Wan'er wisely stopped asking.
The young man had his own opinions, and she was just curious, not intending to interfere.
After walking for a few steps in silence, the young man in front of him suddenly spoke.
"They are heroes and they don't deserve to die like this."
Ye Wan'er was startled and couldn't help but pause in her steps, thinking deeply.
Mu Qingwan, who was holding an umbrella next to her, couldn't help but tugged on her clothes when she didn't leave.
Girls don’t know what heroes are and what isn’t.
She just wanted to get home quickly.
Outside, it's cold.
Ye Wan'er came back to her senses, smiled apologetically at the girl, then took her hand and continued to move forward.
Luo Heng held an umbrella and walked slowly and slowly, his thoughts gradually drifting away.
There was no other reason why he took action just now. He simply felt that Xuanwu and his brothers did not deserve to die.
Xiuyiwei deserves to die.
But not Xuanwu and his brothers.
They were tough men who had been active on the northern border for most of their lives, gathering countless intelligence from the grasslands for the imperial court.
He also killed countless killings that should have happened for Da Chu.
It is said that those who are good at fighting have no great achievements.
How can their merits be described by the words "good warriors"?
It’s just that no one knows their contribution.
How could such a person die at the hands of Jianghu Xiaoxiao?
So, he took action.
Even doing so would probably expose him.
But, so what?
There are things a real man does and things he doesn't do.
If the protagonist group really noticed him because of this, it would be nothing more than soldiers coming to cover up the water and the earth.
Luo Heng felt... he had a clear conscience.
…
Plop la la.
A homing pigeon soared from a village on the outskirts of Linxi City and gradually took off into the sky.
Looking at the homing pigeons flying away, Li Qianjue's tense face finally relaxed.
"There is a powerful Grand Master appearing in Xiaolinxi. Fortunately...fortunately I am alert, otherwise I may never be able to serve the Palace Master again."
He murmured to himself, still feeling a little scared.
If he hadn't run so fast just now, his fate would have ended up in that little wine shop.
Among the eight dogs of the Dragon God, the ghost dog is the strongest.
The strongest does not mean his strength, but... his ability to save his life.
He has been able to navigate the world for decades despite having many enemies, and has rarely failed because of his ability to bend and stretch.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away.
Of course, if he encounters a situation that he can't fight, he will become extremely tough.
The main thing is flexibility.
"The palace master asked me to come to Linxi to investigate again. I originally thought it was unnecessary, but now it seems... Linxi County really shouldn't be underestimated."
Li Qianjue stared deeply in thought and paced back and forth in the corridor.
Thought for a moment.
Li Qianjue decided.
He wants to be low-key and low-key.
It would be best for him not to step out of this village until help from the Palace Master arrives.
Anyway, he has already sent a letter to the palace master.
If you have any questions, wait until the palace master gives instructions.
Thinking in his mind, Li Qianjue completely relaxed.
He paced around, imitating the way the master of Zhuangzi walked, and walked swaggering towards the main hall of Zhuangzi.
Let him enjoy being a master these days.
Li Qianjue looked around at the huge Zhuangzi and gradually smiled.
He got this Zhuangzi from a Linxi gentry.
No one was killed, just the gentry and his family were kidnapped.
The gentry was so frightened that he dedicated Zhuangzi to him.
Seeing that the gentry was interested, Li Qianjue did not make things difficult for him anymore. Instead, he invited the gentry and his family to continue living in Zhuangzi, euphemistically calling them "inviting them as guests."
Different from Du Bing's, when killing people, they do not distinguish between men, women, old and young.
It is also different from Wang Li who appears to be playing in the world, but in fact he wanders around raping and killing women.
Li Qianjue's nickname contained a ghost character.
But I really don’t like killing people.
Especially if he is not a member of the martial arts world, he rarely attacks someone unless the other party really angers him.
Just entered the main hall.
I saw all the gentry and their families there, seeming to be having a conversation.
Li Qianjue joined in, put his arm around the gentleman's shoulders, and asked.
"Brother, what are you talking about?"
He looked familiar and friendly with the two gentlemen.
The gentleman trembled and said sarcastically.
"The county...the county magistrate Bai invited me to a banquet."
When Li Qianjue heard this, his eyes lit up, and his originally sinister face turned into a kind one.
Invited to a banquet by the county magistrate?
Oh, in all my life, I have never had a banquet hosted by an official.
"Brother, look at me, does my face qualify me to attend the banquet?"
He pointed at himself and asked with a shy face.
Li Qianjue's nature was like this, he had always been shameless, and he didn't feel there was any shame in doing so.
Although, he always pretended to be serious in front of the palace master.
"This...but, it's okay."
Cold sweat broke out on the gentleman's forehead as he stammered in reply.
He didn't dare refuse.
Who knows if the moody old man in front of him will suddenly change his face.
Anyway...as a famous squire in Linxi County, he is also qualified to bring people to the banquet.
As for whether doing so will cause trouble to County Magistrate Bai?
How could he care so much?
Life hangs on a thread, let's just focus on the present.
…
Sanwei Bookstore.
Magistrate Bai's housekeeper respectfully handed an invitation to Luo Heng.
"Master Luo, my master invites you to a banquet at 'someone else's house' tonight. Please be sure to appreciate it."
Luo Heng took the invitation and took a look at it.
His name was written on the post, as well as the time and place of the banquet. It looked quite formal.
He nodded and said.
"Go back and tell Mr. Bai that Luo will be at the banquet on time tonight."
"I understand, Mr. Luo, so I will leave first."
After receiving the correct message, the housekeeper stopped lingering and bowed to say goodbye.
He was very aware of the relationship between his master and Mr. Luo, and he did not dare to be rude in the slightest in front of Mr. Luo.
After the butler left, Luo Heng put the invitation aside.
Magistrate Bai invited a banquet, although it came a bit unexpectedly.
Luo Heng was not surprised at all.
Magistrate Bai is good at this.
Over the years in Linxi, he often invited many gentry to banquets under the pretext of various festivals.
With every banquet invited, Magistrate Bai's personal pockets would always become richer.
Luo Heng didn't like to get involved in such occasions in the past, but this time, he really had to go.
Today's action made it basically impossible for him to hide anymore.
He planned early and tried his best to get in touch with the big guys behind County Magistrate Bai before he was promoted and transferred.
When the time comes, even if he walks to the stage grandly and goes against the third prince and Henry Zhang, who can do anything to him?
This move is important.
It is far more important than killing a few Dragon Temple minions.
