MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 227 He used to be a man of mountains and rivers in the Qing Dynasty, and he was paid by Tianjiao and Shukuang

  Chapter 227 Once was Qingdu Shanshuilang, Tianjiao distribution and Shukuang

  Beside the two of them is Jiang Shoufu's bullock cart.

  In Taixuanjing, Jiang Baishi was the only one who could enter by bullock cart.

  The short-clothed warrior, leading the snow-white ox, saluted Mr. Qi Guan and Jiang Baishi.

  The white bull has a spirit, sniffed at Mr. Qi Guan, and immediately lowered its head.

   And those courtiers are coming this way.

  Jiang Baishi frowned slightly, and was about to go to meet the courtiers, but the chess watcher at the side said softly: "This time, I won't bother Mr. Shoufu."

  Jiang Shoufu staggered to a halt, with some hesitation in his eyes.

  He remembered that many years ago, Mr. Guan Qi had come to him, but he had never seen Mr. Guan Qi due to the order of the emperor.

  Later, Mr. Si died, and a divine sword flew out from the fairy tower in the sky, and chopped Mr. Si's sword into pieces. Only a few bones of Mr. Si's world-renowned sword remained.

  It has been more than ten years since this incident, but Jiang Baishi has repeatedly thought about it, and he has a little more opinion about Shengjun's decision at that time.

  But...you have already made a choice about the road ahead, so you can't look forward and backward, and you can't regret it.

   "It's just a trivial matter. I'll just dismiss them. Don't be angry, Mister Qiguan."

  Jiang Baishi never looked at Mr. Guan Qi, but just lowered his head to talk.

  Mr. Guanqi waved his hand, with a smile on his face: "This is different from the past, Jiang Shoufu...you don't have to protect them."

  Jiang Baishi heard the words and saw those people coming in a hurry, just shook his head slightly, and then walked towards the bullock cart beside him.

   There were twenty or thirty courtiers who saw Jiang Baishi leaving, so they stood still and saluted him.

  Jiang Baishi got into the bullock cart without looking back.

  The ox cart pulled by the white ox slowly walked on the Qingxuan jade bricks. The wheels of the cart rolled over the jade bricks, but there was no sound.

  Bai Niu walked very slowly, stopping from time to time, and took a look at Mr. Guanqi with Jiang Baishi.

  Jiang Baishi seemed to be thinking about something.

  Bai Niu had some pity in his eyes.

  Dozens of ministers and generals saw Jiang Baishi on the bullock cart, and someone walked towards the bullock cart, but Jiang Baishi waved his sleeves, so they didn't have to come forward to salute.

  So these ministers and generals gathered together again.

  If Lu Jing was here, he would be quite familiar with the leader of these people.

  The leaders were none other than Zheng Yuan, Minister of Criminal Justice, and Wu Yanbao, Deputy General of the Silver Robe Army.

  When Lu Jing participated in the pre-temple examination, he wanted to take charge of the Law and Thunder, but Zheng Yuan had repeatedly blocked it.

  The same is true for Wu Yanbao, the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army.

   It's just that Lu Jing was quite strong at the time, he won the top three alone, and he subdued the law and thunder, and forcibly blocked Zheng Yuan's mouth.

   Unexpectedly, today, the person who wants to impeach Shulou in front of Emperor Chongtian is still this person.

  But if you think about it carefully, everything has traces to follow.

  The official ranks of these two are not low, especially Zheng Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of punishment.

  The Seventh Prince Yu Xuanlou was seriously injured because of Mr. Guanqi's suspended thunder, unable to let the strong man in the mansion receive his divine sense.

   More than two months later, Lu Jing was still teaching in the library, and went to the palace to teach the thirteen princes every day, but the door of Jiansu mansion in the seventh prince Yuxuan building was still closed.

  Obviously, the prince took action himself, using the Bodhisattva method of killing animals, to cut off the seventh prince's divine sense with the incarnation of qi and blood, which really hurt him.

  Because of this, there are many speech officials in the court, and many court officials with real power handed in notes, bluntly saying that Mr. Shulou Guanqi violated the rules, even disrespected discipline, and should be severely punished.

  However, most of these papers fell into the sea, and Emperor Chongtian didn't even open them for review. It was precisely because of these reasons that Zheng Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of Justice, entered the palace with many ministers and generals, wanting to see the emperor.

   "Please also, Mr. Guanqi, go to face the saint with us."

  Wu Yanbao had been serving as Zhu Junlang in Zhenbei Duhufu, but he was transferred to Taixuanjing Middle School three years ago and served as the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army.

  It is not allowed to wear swords and armor in the palace. He is dressed in court clothes with facial features. He looks short in stature, but his eyes are quite sharp. Standing next to Zheng Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of Justice, he looks majestic.

  He used to deal with those Fan clans who surrendered to the imperial court in the Zhenbei Protectorate's Mansion all the year round. In this kind of place, there were occasional turmoil, and they needed to leave with their swords. Over time, his blood was no weaker than those generals who had lived in the border for a long time.

  Wu Yanbao didn't want to enter the palace tonight, but Zheng Yuan couldn't resist sending people to invite him many times, so he had to come here together.

Except for these two, the other officials and generals who entered the palace together with Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao, their identities are naturally not considered valuable in this Taixuan Palace, but there are many powerful people in this Taixuan Palace, and they may enter the palace late at night. There are not many people in the palace, but these people are placed outside the Taixuan Palace, but they are all people of extraordinary status.

  Mr. Guanqi walked slowly, Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao led twenty or thirty people towards him.

  Zheng Yuan took the lead to salute him: "Mr. Guanqi."

  Mr. Guanqi’s expression is as gentle as ever, and he has been wearing a Confucianist’s gray clothes for more than ten years, making him look extremely modest.

  He nodded towards Zheng Yuan, his spiritual consciousness circulated and mobilized his vitality, and turned into a soft voice: "I don't know who you are?"

  The ministers behind Zheng Yuan who were closer to him all frowned.

  The servant of the Ministry of Justice also frowned slightly, thinking that Mr. Guanqi knew their purpose of coming and deliberately made a bad impression on him.

  An adult in court uniform took the initiative to step forward and said, "Mr. Guanqi, this is Mr. Zheng Yuan, Minister of Criminal Justice."

  Mr. Guanqi's eyes flashed with clarity, and his tone was apologetic: "I've been in the library for a long time, and I'm a little unfamiliar with the adults of the various prefectures and ministries of Xuandu."

  Zheng Yuan was as serious as before, and said: "The name of Mr. Guanqi is known to everyone in Taixuanjing, and everyone knows it.

  Mr. has been preaching in the library for more than ten years, giving lessons and dispelling doubts. His profound knowledge has made Zheng admirable. "

  Mr. Guanqi looked at Zheng Yuan with interest, but didn't speak, as if he had seen through Zheng Yuan's intentions.

  Zheng Yuan saw that Mr. Guanqi was silent, and his tone suddenly became more serious: "It's just that Mr. was quite romantic more than ten years ago, and his teacher said at that time that Mr. Guanqi was too impulsive.

  Zheng Yuan originally thought that his husband had cultivated himself in the library for more than ten years, taught and educated people, and improved his knowledge, and his own impulses had all disappeared, but he never thought that now, more than ten years later, when he starts to do things, he still doesn't care about it. "

Zheng Yuan frowned, and his expression also showed anger: "I hope Mr. Guanqi will forgive me. Zheng Yuan works in the Ministry of Punishment and takes the post of servant. With a rune, Mister drew thunder to hang over Taixuanjing, causing many people to frightened.

   It so happened that Qingyun Street was still under the thunder, and all the adults who were very important to the country and the court lived on Qingyun Street, and at the end of Qingyun Street was the Jiansu Mansion of the Seventh Prince.

  The killing intent was hidden in the thunder, which made the monk's soul tremble, and the warrior's blood screamed.

  Mr.’s move is really too much. "

  Mr. Guanqi remained silent, still looking at Zheng Yuan.

   This vast palace seemed a little quiet.

   Zheng Yuan saw that Mr. Guanqi hadn't answered, and he seemed a little helpless.

  He shook his head, sighed and said: "Sir, today is a coincidence, why don't you and I go to Taixian Hall to meet Shengjun, and tell the reason of the thunder in front of Shengjun.

  I can also say a few words for my husband, after all, if you go beyond the rules, you have to explain something. "

   Zheng Yuan just finished speaking.

Behind the silver-robed army deputy general Wu Yanbao, a tall general with a gloomy face shouted angrily: "Bai Guanqi, Mr. Zheng said it politely, but I feel that no matter what the reason, Lei Tingxuankong is here to deal with the Seventh Prince. The words are disrespectful, the seventh prince has the blood of a sage, so where do you put the dignity of the royal family?"

"shut up!"

  Wu Yanbao turned his head and shouted at the cold-faced general angrily: "Don't be rude to Mr. Qiguan."

  The general with a gloomy complexion paused for breath, and lowered his head.

Wu Yanbao apologized: "Mr. Guanqi, according to the Xingsi Division, the thunder was caused by Mr. Guanqi urging a rune. If the rune is activated rashly, if it gets out of control, I'm afraid it will attract a lot of people." scourge.

  The crowds in Taixuanjing were surging, once those precious runes got out of control, it might cause great disaster. "

   "Sir, it's better to go to Taixian Hall with us, it's better than Shengjun sending someone to invite you."

  Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, together with twenty or thirty officials and generals, large and small, all watched Mr. Guanqi.

  Mr. Guanqi still looked at everyone with great interest.

   "You want to know the reason why I provoke Thunder?" Mr. Guanqi suddenly asked.

  Zheng Yuan shook his head: "As a gentleman, naturally you don't need to tell us. When you go to the Taixian Hall, you only talk to Shengjun..."

  Before Zheng Yuan finished speaking, Mr. Guanqi gently stroked his sleeves: "You are speaking in a tactful way. In fact, you know in your heart that my thunder is not hanging in the air, but suppressing Jiansu Mansion."

  Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao's expressions suddenly changed.

  A young civil servant frowned and said angrily, "Sir, do you know what you're talking about?"

   There were also civil servants who respected the library, and said cautiously: "Sir, you have to think twice before saying something."

  …

  The smile on Mr. Guanqi's face gradually subsided, but the warm and jade-like temperament on his body suddenly became strange and vast.

   "You want to know the reason why I use runes to trigger thunder?"

   "It's because of my library, and I, Bai Guanqi, also have a temper."

  "The Seventh Prince Yuxuanlou tried to kill Mr. Lu Jing of my study building many times, but the assassination failed, and he had to manifest the supernatural body himself to suppress his primordial spirit.

  Although he is a prince, sometimes he has to know that if he does something wrong, he will have to pay some price, and he cannot retreat completely. "

  Mr. Guanqi talked about it.

   Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, and even the ministers and generals present were silent.

  There is only the sound of the breeze blowing through the building, and you can hear the drop of a needle.

   "Bold!"

  A general yelled angrily: "Bai Guanqi, how dare you say the word "repression"

   "This is the palace, please keep your voice down." Mr. Guanqi sighed, took another step, and walked along the palace road.

   "Mr. Guanqi, do you know how outrageous your words are?"

  Zheng Yuan took a deep breath and looked at the back of Mr. Guanqi.

  He really didn't know why the Xuanyi in the Taixuan Palace didn't show up after Mr. Guanqi said such a thing in the Taixuan Palace.

  Wu Yanbao took a step forward, and said in a deep tone, "Mr. Guanqi, we are officials in the Taixuan Palace. Today you say disobedient words, so you can't just walk away like this."

  A group of generals followed behind Wu Yanbao, and looked at Bai Guanqi with some unkind eyes.

   There are also some old generals among them, who seem to be hesitant.

   Immediately thinking that Bai Guanqi had never made a move since the serious injury more than ten years ago, his courage grew stronger.

"Mr. Guanqi, let's not mention the rebellious words in your words just now. Although Lu Jing is a rare arrogance, the status of the Seventh Prince is even more precious. Sir, you should not put the Seventh Prince and Lu Jing together! "

"Furthermore, the library is a place of preaching and teaching. It is admired by thousands of people. If the masters and disciples in the library have personal enmity, Mr. Guanqi will take action to protect them, or even commit great treason. , you deserve it."

   Zheng Yuan didn't have much anger on his thin face, and even had some expectation.

  He looked at the back of Mr. Guanqi: "Sir! I advise you to go to Taixian Hall with us to meet Shengjun. Shengjun is tolerant, maybe it's okay..."

   Before he finished speaking, Mr. Guanqi stopped walking...

   "You guys are really... noisy."

  He stood at the same spot, and in the distance, the white cow and the first assistant Jiang Baishi hadn't gone far.

  The short-clothed man did not forget to turn his head while holding the white bull, and said to himself with some contempt: "It's been a long time since I saw Mr. Guanqi with such an expression. These people... really don't know how to live or die."

  The short-clothed man was talking to himself, but those generals were all men of extraordinary cultivation, and among the civil servants there were monks with strong souls, so his words naturally fell into the ears of these people.

  Wu Yanbao knew this short-clothed man, once by chance, he saw this short-clothed man loosen a head of evil spirits casually.

  The evil spirit has also ignited a ghostly will-o'-the-wisp.

  He didn't know why the short-clothed man said these words. He vaguely guessed that Mr. Guanqi's cultivation base was extraordinary, and he also guessed that it might not be the treasure rune in Mr. Guanqi's hand that triggered the thunder...

  However, Wu Yanbao still scoffed at the words of the man in short clothes.

  Because this is Taixuan Palace!

  The Holy Monarch is right in front of his eyes, and there are many strong men in the palace, even the increasingly powerful warrior Fu Wudao, who has come to Taixuanjing many times, cannot enter the center of Taixuan Palace.

  Mr. Guanqi... so what?

At this moment.

  Mr. Guanqi’s spiritual voice came slowly, and he sighed: “The library is a place of preaching and teaching, so naturally I don’t care about the personal enmity of my husband and my disciples.

   But Lu Jing is different. "

   "And as I said just now, you are too noisy. After staying in the library for a long time, I have also become slow. Only recently, I have felt a little urgent."

   "You guys, don't get in the way."

  Mr. Guanqi said this, and suddenly waved his long sleeves.

  It was evening at this time, and a waning moon appeared in the sky.

  But when Mr. Qiguan waved his long sleeves, the moon in the sky suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a colorful cloud.

  Colorful clouds floated over, and from the colorful clouds... a big hand protruded out.

  The big hand fell gently!

   Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, and more than 20 court officials and generals have not yet reacted, and the surging vitality brought out bursts of divine light, blessing the big hands.

  Big hands slapped down, like swatting flies...

boom!

   There was a dull sound.

  The big hands dissipated, and in this noble Taixuan Palace, more than twenty officials will be disgraced.

  Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, and the generals and civil servants who were born and scolded just now were especially seriously injured. They vomited blood and their bones were broken.

  Wu Yanbao is the deputy general of the Silver Robe Forbidden Army in Taixuan Palace. He enjoys the salary of a fourth-rank general.

  But... when the big hand fell just now, there was no trace of energy and blood around him to mobilize.

   On the bullock cart in the distance, Jiang Shoufu frowned and shook his head.

The short-clothed man laughed out loud, with some brilliance in his eyes: "Mr. Guanqi used to be the most romantic and arrogant in Taixuanjing! These so-called talents today are even worse than Mr. Guanqi at that time." Go out a lot.

   It's just that Mr. Guanqi has become more and more silent over the years. Everyone has forgotten him, and they also forgot that he once fell on the Parrot Isle with the Fourth Mr., and saved the people in the river with the water of the Parrot Isle.

   But he is just silent, not abolished, these people are asking for trouble. "

  Jiang Baishi had a heavy heart: "It seems that Mr. Guanqi values ​​Lu Jing more than I imagined."

  Mr. Guanqi walked on the long palace road.

  On the wall of Taixuanjing Palace, an old man with snow-white hair in a long robe glanced at Lu Jing who was waiting for Mr. Guanqi outside the palace, and then at Mr. Guanqi.

   "Watching chess is the same as before."

   "Used to be Qingdu Shanshuilang, Tianjiao Fufu and Shukuang... Watching chess is still the same as before, and it has not changed from beginning to end."

  (end of this chapter)