General Dong sent a letter to inform them that the Liang people in the north were suspected of making some changes. To prevent any mistakes, please send additional troops to assist.
"We need to increase our troops again. General Dong's troops have exceeded 200,000 in the past two years, right?"
Duke Shou stroked his beard and said.
The steward added:
"The two hundred thousand is just on the surface. Don't forget that General Dong has been secretly gathering the young men of Chenzhou in recent years. The actual number must be far more than two hundred thousand."
"Aren't there enough soldiers to stop Ryoto?"
Duke Shou murmured,
"Moreover, in the past few years, I have been saying that Liang Ren is coming, but he has never come..."
"Master, do you want to report this matter to the court?"
"Report, of course such a big matter must be reported to the court.
Later, I personally edited a letter and submitted it to the court. "
"Then how do we respond to General Dong?"
"Didn't we just say we were going to lay off people? Just in time, we can send all these people directly."
Duke Shou made the decision.
"Master, let me tell you something that I shouldn't say. General Dong has too many soldiers now.
Especially after General Tang was assassinated, his family dominated the entire Chenzhou.
If things continue like this, I'm afraid..."
"This is something that the court should consider. We just need to do our job well. We don't need to worry about anything else."
"Yes, I understand."
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"It's strange. There are so many rat demons sneaking into the city recently. I really want to catch a few to eat!"
Lei Ling lay at the window of the inn, looking at the street outside.
The damn big devil has been away from home these days, so she can only keep watch over the two children. Even if she sees the delicious rat spirit, she has to bear it and not catch it. It is really torturous.
The two children were quite happy. They had food and drink in the inn, and they didn't have to suffer from cold or hunger. Their life was quite comfortable.
The only uncomfortable thing is Yeguo's tuberculosis, because it is a lung problem, and even the method of removing the source of the disease in the night cannot be cured.
The doctors in the city were also helpless against this terminal disease.
Maisui was a little worried about Yeguo's condition, but she had no choice but to try to make her happy every day.
Therefore, so far, Maisui has not revealed the fact that she is actually a girl, which makes Yeguo feel that she is being taken care of by her "husband".
Moreover, Maisui also enjoys being treated like a boy.
The Thief Saint, who had been hiding for two days, once again disguised himself and entered the city. After finding that no one was chasing him this time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. But until now, he still didn't understand where he had exposed his flaw before and was chased. Almost caught.
The Thief Saint has always felt that he is a "righteous thief" and is not afraid that the gods will punish him. Instead, when he feels uneasy, he will go to the temple to burn incense for peace of mind.
The Thieving Saint, who has been uneasy these days, decided to go to the Chenghuang Temple to burn incense sticks.
As the number one thief in the world, Thief Saint's ability to observe things is incredible. After walking for a while, he noticed something unusual around him.
There are too many rats around the Chenghuang Temple, which feels very abnormal.
Especially in the middle of winter, it stands to reason that there should be no mice out and about at this time, but why is it so abnormal this year?
Arriving at the outskirts of the City God's Temple, Thief Saint discovered that most of the rats moved around the City God's Temple, but did not enter the City God's Temple themselves.
This is a bit strange. The Thief Saint doesn't know the reason here, so he just thinks that these beasts are afraid of gods.
Walking into the Chenghuang Temple, there were not many people offering incense at this time, and there was almost no queue. It was the turn of the Thieves to offer incense.
He put the incense into the incense burner and kowtowed to the statue when he heard a voice ringing in his ears:
"A righteous thief is also a thief. A thief can never become a hero, let alone be regarded as a good person. You are just a thief, a despicable thief..."
That voice was like a magic sound, ringing in Thief Saint's ears, bringing back countless sad memories of his past over the years.
How many times have I been misunderstood and abused, how many times have I watched corrupt officials harm one party, but I, a sincere person, have been ostracized and wanted...
Even his childhood sweetheart was forced to become the concubine of the old thief.
Yes, it was just a pretense for him to enter the Duke's Mansion and steal things. In fact, he just wanted to meet his childhood sweetheart.
For a time, the Thief Saint had so many thoughts in his mind, dissatisfaction surged in his heart, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to tell the injustice he had suffered, but his mind was not ordinary after all, so he restrained the emotions that were about to explode and continued to kowtow.
At this time, the voice sounded in his ears again:
"You are too weak and can't do anything, why not let someone who can change everything do it!
See that sword?
Pull it off, and everything will change. There will no longer be corrupt officials, there will no longer be any good girls forced into prostitution, and there will no longer be any lovers who cannot get together..."
The bewitching voice kept ringing, making the Thief Saint couldn't help but secretly raise his head towards the tall statue of the City God in the City God's Temple.
In the hands of the statue, he holds an incense burner with a sword inserted in it, which looks like an ordinary decoration.
This height is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and only an expert like him can quickly remove it in full view of everyone.
"This is the sword, pull it out, pull it out!"
The voice kept urging, making Thief Saint extremely uncomfortable.
He wanted to step forward and pull out the sword, but his reason told him that this was wrong and would lead to disaster.
The Thief Saint's body was trembling slightly, struggling and hesitating...
"Hey, have you finished praying? It's been so long, and you still expect the gods to come and help you up?"
The person behind urged the Thief Saint to get out of the way.
The Thief Saint seemed not to have heard anything, and was still kneeling on the futon, his body trembling.
Just when Thieving Saint was in extreme agony, he suddenly heard the voice of a majestic man:
"The devil still refuses to give up and dares to deceive people's hearts!"
After hearing that voice and humming, the evil spirit faded away, Thief Saint suddenly felt his mind clear and his thoughts returned to normal.
After taking a deep breath, Thief Saint stood up and left.
But before leaving, I couldn't help but stare at the sword in the incense burner.
The situation is obvious. The dirty things in the City God's Temple were suppressed. If I had been fooled just now, I am afraid it would have caused a catastrophe.
Thief Saint has always believed in this. Now that the dirty thing has not come out, he is relieved and decides to go to the Duke's Mansion tonight to check the situation.
He went there again and again, just looking for an opportunity to bring out his childhood sweetheart.
...
In the past two days, Ma Zhen has been a little depressed. A pot of priceless jewelry is gone, and he feels heartbroken.
According to his subsequent inquiries, he already knew that the jewels were regarded as the treasures of the stolen saints and handed over to the Duke of Guo.
To the Duke of Guo, it might not be a big deal, but to Ma Zhen, it was truly a life-saving thing.
The only reason he could persist for so many years despite his old injuries was to support the family members of a group of old comrades-in-arms.
There was no way, the court didn't care about these orphans of soldiers, so he could only help them as much as possible.
Originally, those jewels were enough for these people to live a good life, but unexpectedly, all was lost in the blink of an eye.
He came to the military camp to look for Ye Ming, but was told that Ye Ming was now a distinguished guest in the Duke's house and was not in the military camp at all.
This made Ma Zhen feel very sorry, but thinking that the other party would still let him do things, he would definitely see him again, so he felt relieved.
After hesitating for a while, Ma Zhen decided to go outside the Duke's Mansion to check out the situation. Maybe he could meet Yang Banxian by chance?
At sunset, Ma Zhen arrived outside the Duke's Mansion, but he was not qualified to go in, so he could only watch from a distance two streets away.
"Hey, brother, do you want to step on it too?"
A somewhat surprised voice came, and Ma Zhen turned around to see a thin man he didn't recognize.
It's just that this voice sounds familiar.
"It's me, Thief Saint, I've changed my appearance."
The Thief Saint pointed at his face.
Hearing this, Ma Zhen looked at him:
"You still dare to steal something?"
"Who am I? The Saint of Thieves? There is no place in the world that I dare not steal!"
The Thief Saint gave a thumbs up and said very confidently.
"The two of you are quite leisurely and elegant, and we even chatted here."
Another voice came, and both of them were startled. They looked back and saw that it was a blind man in ragged clothes.
Ma Zhen saw that it was night and was overjoyed:
"Living Immortal, do you know that I am looking for you?"
The Thief Saint didn't know Ye Ming, so he asked Ma Zhen out of curiosity:
"Who is this? Qinggong is so good that I didn't even notice when he arrived."
"This is Yang Banxian, but as a living god, how can he be compared to us mortals?"
Ma Zhen now admires Ye Ming very much.
"Living immortal?"
The Thief Saint thought of what he had experienced in the morning and did not dare to underestimate it. He felt that he could not afford to offend such a being.
Ye Ming "looked" at the Thief Saint and asked with a smile:
"Did you still enjoy being chased two days ago?"
"It's okay, I was able to escape after all..."
As the Thief Saint said, he realized something and looked at Ye Ming with wide eyes.
"Did you give them the nose?"
"Roughly the same!"
The Thief Saint was shocked when he heard this and was about to run away, but at some point, Ye Ming's hand was already on his shoulder.
"In such a hurry to leave? Your childhood sweetheart doesn't want to be saved? If you delay for one more day, your family will be ruined for one more day. If you are willing, I have no objection."
Ye Ming said and let go of his hand.
This time the Thief Saint did not run away, but looked at Ye Ming in horror:
"How do you know about me? Only Tweety and I should know about this."
"Because Yang Banxian is a living god who can pinch and calculate!"
"Yang Chui" Ma Zhen explained for Ye Ming.
Ye Ming smiled and asked:
"I'm just asking you, do you want to reunite with your childhood sweetheart?"
When the Thief Saint heard this, how could he not understand what Ye Ming meant? He immediately cupped his fists and said:
"Please let the living gods make it happen!"
"It's easy to say, I guarantee that you will get married eventually, but you also need to do one thing for me."
"Living God, please tell me, whatever I can do, I will do anything to my heart's content, no matter what!"
"Is this what you said?"
"Forehead......"
Thief Saint suddenly had an ominous premonition, but there was no reason to take back the words he had spoken and the water he had thrown out.
"I told you below."
Ye Ming didn't say what he asked the Thief Saint to do, he just looked at Ma Zhen:
"You want property to help the widows of your former comrades?"
"The living gods are really powerful and their calculations are really accurate."
"It's easy to want wealth. Just help me complete something and I will give it to you."
"Living God, what do you want me to do?"
"It's nothing, I just want you to simply assassinate Duke Shou."
"Is it...ah!? Assassination, Mr. Guo?"
Even though Ma Zhen had killed many people, he was surprised to hear that he was the one who assassinated the prince of the dynasty and was stationed at the border.
"What, you don't dare?"
"How can I do this, such a shocking thing? I'm just a bad guy, and the other party is the Duke of the country..."
Even Ma Zhen, who has always had a strong personality, can't accept it at this time. In his opinion, he may not be able to reach that height even if he lives for several lifetimes with the existence of the Duke of the State.
Now let him assassinate the Duke...
"Look at your worthless appearance. You only said that you wanted you to assassinate the Duke, but you didn't say that you must kill him."
"Ah, but what's the point of assassinating without killing?"
"You don't have to worry about that. I'm just asking you, if you were asked to scare Duke Shou to death and make your feces and urine flow, would you be able to do it?"
"Don't kill the Duke...
No problem, we can do it! "
"Hey, it's useless."
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