Li Mi came to Liu Qingqing and Fan Yi, raised his hands to them in a Confucian manner and said:
"Qingqing, Lord Fan, it's been a long journey."
"Father is already waiting in the temple, please come with me."
The disciples of the inner sect of Wuzong all address themselves as adults when entering and leaving the city lord's palace, but Fan Yi is not rigid about it.
Liu Qingqing and Fan Yi clasped their fists in greeting.
Liu Qingqing introduced:
"Master Fan, this is Young Master Li Mi."
Li Mi is wearing a green shirt today, with a square jade pendant with a tiger pattern hanging on his dark green belt, and holding an origami fan. His face is not fair but refreshing, his facial features are very clear, his nose is high, and his eyebrows are somewhat clear. comfortable.
Li Mi draped his long hair behind his head and tied it with strips of cloth at will to keep it in order, which gave him a bit of the free and easy temperament of a literati.
Fan Yi smiled and replied:
"Young City Lord, please!"
Li Mi turned around and was about to lead the two of them to the main hall.
At this time.
A burst of rough laughter came from behind them, and then the laughter stopped.
The man said:
"Young City Master, when we heard that Lord Wuzong had arrived, we rushed over non-stop. I wonder if you are late?"
Hearing this, Fan Yi and the others turned around and saw two middle-aged men walking side by side.
"This must be the gentleman sent by Wu Zong to deliver the message, right?" The person who spoke seemed to be about fifty years old.
He is six feet tall and wears a black robe with gold tiger patterns embroidered on the chest, front and back. He has a slim build and a horse-like face.
He is Wang Honglin, the head of the Wang family.
There is another person who is short and stocky, wearing a gray robe with a belt that is deeply tucked into the robe, and a black broad knife hanging on his waist. He looks a bit funny, and he seems to be about fifty years old. .
He is undoubtedly Ding Yidao, the head of the Ding family.
Fan Yi looked at the two people in front of him and frowned slightly.
I've been on the way here for the past three days.
Liu Qingqing had also told him about these two family heads, so Fan Yi matched their identities.
Li Mi hurriedly took two steps forward, slightly cupped his hands towards Wang Honglin and Ding Yidao, and said:
"My uncles are all here. My father also thought that he would send someone to invite you when he meets Master Fan. It's good now. There is no need to make any more arrangements."
Wang Honglin did not look at Li Mi, but just waved his hand and said:
"Brother Ding and I already knew when the two of them entered the city."
immediately.
Wang Honglin walked quickly to Fan Yi, with a warm expression on his face.
smiled and said:
"It turns out to be Master Fan. Seeing that you are already an inner disciple at such a young age, your talent for cultivation is truly rare to see in a hundred years."
Fan Yi cupped his fists in front of Wang Honglin in salute, and replied calmly:
"Master Wang has given you too much praise."
"The old city lord is still waiting for my reply. Why don't we go visit the old city lord first."
Wang Honglin waved his hand and said with a smile:
"good!"
Ding Yidao on the side, with no emotion on his face, also took steps behind his back.
He didn't look at Li Mi at all.
The two men sandwiched Fan Yi and strode towards the palace.
Liu Qingqing and Li Mi looked at each other, but they could only follow.
As soon as the five people entered the main hall, they saw more than ten people waiting among them.
The old city lord Li Ningming stood up tremblingly from his armchair.
He had a very smile on his face, but upon closer inspection, he found that his face was completely colorless.
Li Ming has been the city lord of Huben City for more than 30 years. Fortunately, God has favored him and he has a son, Li Mi.
The old city lord is over seventy years old.
Li Mingming was supported by the guards and walked down from the high hall. He said in a pleasant tone:
"My lord has arrived. I'm sorry that I'm injured, but I can only ask my dog to greet me."
Fan Yi hurriedly took a few steps forward, bowed three times to the old man and said:
"City Master Li, I am Fan Yi, a disciple of Wuzong. I have come here to deliver a letter today to take over the sect's mission. Old City Master, please take a seat. I will present the letter later."
When Li Mingming heard this, he waved his hand and said:
"Master Fan has come a long way. It doesn't matter if we discuss the matter later. Hurry! Hurry! Come and sit down with me."
I saw that two guards had brought out an agarwood chair from the left side of the hall and placed it on the left hand side below the high hall.
Li Mingming winked at the guard, and the two people who were holding his arms took the initiative to take a few steps away.
Li Mingming moved forward again, came to hold Fan Yi's arm, and pulled him towards the chair.
I just waited for Fan Yi to sit down helplessly.
It was only next year that Li was helped to sit in the high hall again.
After this arrangement, the atmosphere in the hall became a little unnatural.
Wang Honglin and Ding Yidao didn't speak.
They just walked to the right side of the lower hall, and then stood up. The expressions on their faces looked a little impatient.
Li Mi consciously came to stand next to Li Mingming. The relationship between father and son looked more like a grandfather and grandson.
When Liu Qingqing entered, she was greeted by a woman in a red dress and stood with the woman.
Thinking that this woman in red dress is Wang Qi'er, the person in charge of the tower in Tiger Throat Town, Liu Qingqing's attitude is particularly respectful.
Wang Qier's figure is obviously much taller than Liu Qingqing's, her facial expression is cold and majestic, and her appearance is not inferior to Liu Qingqing's.
Both beauties set their sights on the old man sitting in the hall.
Li Mingming smiled and said:
"I didn't expect that Lord Fan could become an inner disciple at such a young age. Our Martial Sect is really full of talents, so I'm gratified."
The old man laughed at himself and continued:
"Unfortunately, I am already old and have suffered heavy losses in the Demon Realm. The future belongs to you young people. I have no ambition to serve the Wuzong, but I have reached the age of death."
"It's a pity, it's a shame."
Fan Yi stood up quickly and said:
"Old City Lord, please take care of yourself."
Li Mingming raised his hand and waved it again, and then looked at Wang and Ding.
said:
"Brother Wang, Brother Ding. Originally, I wanted my son to invite you two to come. Now that they are already here, it saves a lot of trouble."
Wang Honglin heard this and replied in a sullen voice:
"Brother Ding and I also received the notice from the city gate guard, and then came to see Mr. Fan, nothing else."
Li Mingming took a deep look at Wang Honglin.
He immediately said:
"In that case, please ask Mr. Fan to bring out Wu Zong's letter. I think this matter has been left on hold for too long, and it should come to an end."
"I just want to give up my position as the leader of the city as soon as possible and spend my old age with peace of mind. However, the important responsibility of Huben City will only be entrusted to Brother Wang and Brother Ding."
Ding Yidao didn't hide his expression when he heard this.
He said with a smile:
"Please rest assured, old city lord, no matter whether it is me or Brother Wang who receives the order in the end, we will do our best to protect Huben City."
Li Mingming nodded before looking at Fan Yi again.
Fan Yi stood up hurriedly and took out a bamboo tube from the square inch tiger card.
One end of this bamboo tube is wrapped in red wax oil, and it can be seen that it is intact.
Upon seeing this, Li Mi hurried down and took the bamboo tube from Fan Yi's hand.
He turned around and returned to Li Mingming. Seeing Li Mingming nodding his head, he opened the bamboo tube.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the bamboo tube in Li Mi's hand.
Li Mi took out the letter and was a little confused as soon as he took a look at it.
He then read aloud.
"Wuzong Qilunming's handwriting."
"Huben City is actually the most important city in Qingyun Prefecture. Li Minggong has made great contributions to guarding it for thirty years. However, he is old and has ambitions but lacks mental strength."
"This time, I am ordering my personal disciple Fan Yi to go to Huben City to conduct a detailed investigation of the person who will take over this important task for one month."
"One person can decide!"
moment!
There was deathly silence in the main hall!
