Chapter 214 The sound of wind and rain coming at night

Zhang Yin sat down, thinking, under the light, his face was half-bright and half-dark, and his eyes flashed slightly under the candlelight. At the table, a man in the green robe who had appeared in "Taibaiju" stood sideways, dressed in a central army.

After a while, he suddenly said, "The leader of the sect had a clever idea. He not only stayed out of the matter, but also made a contribution. He also had the capital to be an official in the court. However,... Now Gu Dayong is very eager to pursue his sect, and all the wealthy gentry that is developing in this sect have been arrested.

Fortunately, although they yearn for immortality, they are not eager to enter the church. The people of this religion have never shown their identity to them. Otherwise, under severe torture, the hidden stakes buried by this religion have been unavoidably dug out one by one."

Zhang Yin smiled and said with great ambition: "So what? Fighting for the world requires sacrifice. If we rebel, how many people will be damaged to deal with so many generals? Exposing one or two spies will cause the court to destroy the Great Wall, which is cost-effective.

Gu Dayong has almost caught all the generals of the Datong garrison in one place. If he hadn't been so enthusiastic about handling the case, I would have really wanted to send him a few people who had been absorbed into the sect, take the opportunity to bite him, and turn the whole Datong upside down."

After saying that, he smiled and sighed regretfully: "It's time and fate. Unfortunately, he came too late. If Boyan had arrived at Datong when he was out of the border, he could arrive in Datong and come to such an outing, and his morale would be low, Boyan might not be able to succeed."

The Central Army said strangely: "Since that is the case, why did the leader agree to the generals of Datong to hold a banquet for them and ask Yang Ling to stop this? Let them continue to make trouble and let the generals of Datong have many hatreds and hatreds against the court. Wouldn't it be more beneficial to our sect?"

Zhang Yin smiled and said, "It's impossible. Do you think Yang Ling would sit down and watch Gu Dayong continue to mess around like this? If what I expected was not bad, he would come forward to stop this matter in the next or two days. Besides, if I don't come forward, Yang Yiqing, Wang Shouren, and Du Renguo, these generals who are close to him have to come to ask for help. Instead of adding icing on the cake at that time, how can I help you in time now?"

After Zhang Yin finished speaking, he asked, "Master, Yi'er has left, right? Is it safe all the way?"

The Central Army hurriedly said, "Don't worry, as soon as Boyan's men took over the pass, the second young master and the sect who pretended to be monks of Wutai Mountain left separately. The second young master simply took over the chariot and changed his appearance. He had already gone straight to Jiangnan. When the military issued a search warrant, he was a hundred miles away."

"That's good," Zhang Yin's cheeks twitched suddenly, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I heard that Zihao has always liked Miss Liu's family. If he keeps him here, I know that I asked Miss Liu to sacrifice herself to Yangling, and I will definitely make a fuss with me again."

Zihao is Li Dayi's face. The man in the green robe of the great master is his master and his own disciple. Of course, his feelings are deeper. He heard this and he said softly: "Liu Guang is now the only official in Datong. He is just a small official in the sect. He was bitten by someone and confessed to the second young director, the deputy Qianhu, who had visited him when he visited him.

There is a daughter in the Liu family, with outstanding appearance, and there are many young handsome men who come to visit. The government cannot determine that Liu Guang is a member of this sect based on this. Since Yang Ling is about to intervene and stop him, Liu Guang will be released from prison soon and can still stay in Datong to serve our sect. The second young master has a special liking for his daughter Liu Feiwu. If the second young master knows this in the future, he will inevitably feel resentful. Will the leader find another saint to contribute to Yang Ling?"

Zhang Yin's sharp eyes swept over him. The great master was shocked. Zhang Yin said coldly: "The land of gentleness is a hero's tomb. The great cause of this sect has not been achieved. How can I miss my children's love? I don't care about how many women he has whenever he plays a show, but using love like this is a taboo!"

Zhang Yin's eyes flashed and said slowly: "Since Gu Dayong and Yang Fang are here, the emperor will definitely return to Beijing soon. I didn't have time to find a woman with a suitable appearance and identity to act slowly. Mrs. Yangling was born as a hunter, and her two concubines were innocent men bought from the brothel. Fei Wu was at least an official family. Even if she was not noble, she was ten times stronger than these three people. As long as she pleased Yang Ling, she was not afraid of not being able to monopolize her favor."

"Besides, I invited Yang Ling. Although it is a trend to fight in frontier towns every day and visit prostitutes and socializing, if he is confused and having sex with a woman, he will definitely be suspicious when he wakes up tomorrow.

As the girl of the Liu family, if it is said that it is to save her father from prison and bribing the madam to redeem her father's life with her own body, it is a helpless act of the filial daughter. This reason is still said, so Yang Ling will not be suspicious of me, and the whole thing has nothing to do with me. Even if Miss Liu makes mistakes in the future, with my military achievements and the protection of the Marquis of Wuding, he will not touch me without real evidence."

The great master sighed, and Zhang Yin seemed to have not heard of it. He pondered for a while, and suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "About the Liu family girl, have you arranged it?"

The great master responded: "Yes, I have sent someone to convey the will of the sect leader to her, but..." The great master hesitated and said: "After all, she is a girl in the boudoir. It is really hard for her to recommend herself to a strange man. According to her reward, she did not dare to disobey her due to the orders of the sect, but her expression was a bit abnormal."

Zhang Yin smiled coldly, shook his sleeves and said, "Hmph! What's the hesitation about devoting to the Holy Church? Instruct the person who is responsible to act according to the opportunity. If she is unwilling, she will medicine her tea. By then, the no one is ready. I see how she can resist!"

The great master was startled and said, "Master, time is too haste to let her date with Yang Ling naturally. It is not appropriate to force her to force her now. If she is given medicine again, she will feel resentful because of this. Even if she marry into the Yang family, she will not be willing to work for the Holy Church. Wouldn't that be...?"

"Um..." Zhang Yin nodded after hearing this, and said, "Where is her father Liu Guang, now she is locked up?"

Although the great master was his confidant, he didn't understand his intention to ask, and hurriedly replied: "There are not many scholars here in the East Factory, but the arrested officials are full of prisons. They cannot torture them. A small character like Liu Guang was locked up in the government jail. Five or six scholars were sent to command the prison guards to punish them."

Zhang Yin smiled gloomyly and said, "Can we have people from the government office?"

The great master replied in confusion: "There are two small prisoners in the government jail, which have been absorbed by our sect as religious disciples, but their positions are humble and they are not useful in ordinary times."

Zhang Yin Ge smiled and said, "It's not useful for normal times, so I'll send it now. Ask them to do something to get rid of Liu Guang. Liu Guang died at the hands of the government. Are you still afraid that Liu Feiwu will not do his best to do his best to do his best to do his job for our sect?"

The great master then understood his intention. As soon as his eyes met Zhang Yin's poisonous flame-like eyes, his heart couldn't help but feel cold. He quickly responded and never dared to say anything more.

The White Lotus Sect bewitched the people and used all means to use evil magic, talismans, miracles, witch doctors, money, immortals and other means. It turns out that most of the control of believers were coercive and tempting. Using so-called fate magic and other things, it is now beginning to develop towards the middle and upper levels, and there are more and more means of using beauty and pornography.

The Maitreya Cult has been working hard for many years. Whenever refugees appear in various places, the Maitreya Cult selects young men and women from them to cultivate them. Ming Dynasty also gives them a legitimate identity. These people grow up and are mostly loyal to the Maitreya Cult, and the men enter all walks of life. Those who work hard for the Maitreya Cult, and those who are outstanding in the land are used to seduce wealthy families in various places and then control them.

Although Zhang Yin's method was slow and had not achieved results for decades, he was steady and steady. His potential power was even more powerful than Tang Saier, Xu Hongru and other giant evil forces in the White Lotus Sect, who had given small favors and then used famines in various places to rebel, and it was even more difficult for the government to eliminate them.

If Yang Ling hadn't come back to Beijing, he wouldn't have time to draw the female mage and the saint of the fairy girl who had been trained from the headquarter and were specially used to deceive men, he wouldn't have recruited a shameless and not a very reliable believer.

Seeing that his confidant also showed a hint of unbearableness and resentment, Zhang Yin opened his mouth but said nothing. He just waved his hand to let him go down and pass the order and saw him leave. Zhang Yin leaned back weakly. He leaned against the warm camel fleece backrest, closed his eyes and sighed.

He was willing to make his son angry? He was willing to make his confidant believers who had followed him for many years secretly become cautious, but they were not in his position. How could they know how hard they seemed to be invincible in the ecclesiastical leader, who had worked hard, exhausted their energy, and how much pressure they had been under over the years?

When the White Lotus Sect was split, his father was beheaded by his own head, his uncle was lit by the sky lantern by the government, and his own brothers and wife were all executed. He suffered setbacks, failures, and repeated bloody suppression. He had long become as heart-warming.

A small person is not a gentleman, but a non-toxic man is not a husband. I am doing a beheading business. How can I be careful and walk on thin ice? What big things can a woman be kind? After years of hard work, she has developed such a great power. Even if she is poor, she cannot change her dynasty in her life. I believe that the court will not be able to eliminate her loyal believers all over the north and south. Her sons and grandsons will one day become emperors, and the world will become the Li family. I will do whatever I have to pay for this day. What is a mere woman?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yin held a cold smile on his lips, and suddenly stood up. His eyes regained his shrewdness and indifference, and he was only full of fanatical eyes towards power. He had to cheer up. Thanks to Gu Dayong, tonight, he would win the friendship of more than a hundred officials from the border, and at the same time, he would lay a hearing to the emperor's most beloved minister.

He suddenly laughed, laughing happily: Why was it so stupid before? Why did he just want to kill him? The words he heard from him could save the safety of his own church members and send tens of thousands of Ming troops to hell. How could such a person not make good use of it?

Wang Long's mansion was covered with dust and deserted. It used to be the home of the richest man in Datong, singing and drinking every night, but it was less than a month and it seemed to be desolate for many years.

The moonlight is covered with light, coming from the window, like the clear frost on the ground.

Cui Ying'er gently moved into the open space, and the spacious empty hall was like a ghost in the night...

The glory and wealth are just passing clouds and prominent reputations. They are just jokes about others after their death. Emperor Bai Dengzhang defeated Boyan at the foot of the mountain, Gu Dayong recruited thousands of troops, and officials arrested countless things. These things were talked about by the people. It seemed that hundreds of years had passed. Even the drinkers in the "Xinshenglou" and "Taibaiju" outside the back door were too lazy to mention them.

I heard that the exchange market will be fully opened, so the court will not have to force the people of Bazhou to raise horses. The people can farm and do business with people from other places to earn money. If the new crops mentioned by Yang Ling are planted, the people will have a better life. Yang Hu is obsessed with what he wants? Alas, I hope that this time, he can really change his mind...

Cui Ying'er sighed slowly, then her figure turned around. A "choking" sounded and a long sword pierced out, pointing straight to the window.

Master Huo Wu was as light as a raccoon cat, jumped in quietly and whispered: "Ying'er. It's me."

"Uncle Fifth!" Cui Ying'er hurriedly put away his sword and greeted him. Master Huo Wu said with a romance: "Ying'er, the opportunity is here. Today, Taiyuan commander Zhang Yin invited Yang Ling to a banquet. He booked the entire "Yanhui Tower", and more than a hundred civil and military officials attended."

Cui Ying'er was stunned and said, "What's the chance? Yang Ling has been socializing all over the past few days, and he has followed everywhere he goes. Now more than a hundred officials gather, so isn't the defense stricter?"

Mr. Huo Wu smiled and said, "More than a hundred personal guards were guarding there. Who would have thought that for many days, someone would break in and kill people in so many guards at this time? So although there are many people, the defense must be relaxed. Moreover, because there are more than a hundred officials, their entourages are mixed with Yunlong, and no one recognizes each other, we have the opportunity to take advantage of it.

The famous prostitutes in the 'Yanhuilou' are eating flower wine tonight. Many of them have to spend the night there. At that time, maids, maids, servants and guards are flowing endlessly. Maybe they are still sad outside the restaurant. Once they get into the restaurant, we will walk sideways. Who knows what we do?"

Cui Ying'er's heart was shocked, and she was a little panicked for no reason. Maybe she could really kill him in that kind of chaos. If she falsely claimed to be a mistake, Uncle Wu was not blinded, could she not see it?

She said whisperingly: "Uncle Fifth, it's night now, and there are constant patrols on the city gate. Once we take action, we can't escape. So... let's find another opportunity."

After she said that, she also had a fever on her face and quickly changed the topic and said, "Have you bought the food back? Ying'er is a little hungry."

Master Huo Wu looked at her in confusion: He sneaked up on the city wall from the gap between the patrols. With our skills, the soldiers would be discovered by those soldiers? Use the Hundred Treasure Hook to leave the city, where will they catch us? Ying'er has always been bold, how...

He was suspicious, but he was not convenient to ask. Yi Yan took out a lotus leaf oil paper bag from his arms. The meat steamed buns inside were still hot, and then handed them to Cui Ying'er. Cui Ying'er pretended to be hungry and hurriedly walked aside to tear open the paper bag and started eating.

The government sealed the house, and the precious things were wiped out, but the ordinary furniture and bedding have not been dealt with yet, so it would be better to rest at night. The night was deep, and Cui Yinger sat cross-legged on the head of the bed to adjust her breathing and meditate. Thinking of the strange eyes of Uncle Wu looking at him, it always felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. No wonder Yang Hu was talking nonsense, and Uncle Wu looked at me as well...

She bit her lip, gave up her ability, sat on the head of the bed, looked at the hazy moonlight passing through the window, and thought in a daze: "I just don't want to kill a good official by mistake. Besides, now introducing grain and opening the market for mutual business is all caused by Yang Ling. This person is really a true gentleman with the same heart. If the people have a way out, why should we rebel? Alas, I am... and have a private relationship with him?"

The night is quiet and the moon is as bright as water, which is the easiest thing for people to think about. Cui Ying'er unexpectedly remembered the embarrassing scene of being hugged by Yang Ling in Baidengshan cave and pressing her buttocks tightly. Her butt seemed to be itchy. The gentle kiss that rubbed her lips against each other seemed to be numb and echoed in her heart...

Cui Ying'er suddenly woke up and secretly spat on herself. She felt a fever on her cheeks and was so ashamed that she lay down and pulled the quilt on her face. But the more she didn't think about it, she wanted to remember it. She only made her heart rush like a deer, her heart was panting, and she couldn't help but sit up in anger. She was stunned for a while and quietly got up, trying to go to the corridor to have a walk.

Mr. Huo Wu lived in the next room, and Cui Ying'er was afraid of waking him up. She tiptoed to open the door and walked to the shadow of a pillar that was thick with embrace. She was looking at the moon and suddenly felt like a vulture at the corner of her eyes, and a black shadow swept past the wall in the distance.

Cui Ying'er suddenly looked at the shadow that happened to be hidden outside the wall, but with just one glance, it was obvious that the figure was coming out of the wall. Cui Ying'er was shocked and shocked: "Spy? Has anyone discovered our residence?"

She immediately turned around and patted Mr. Huo Wu's window frame. She said anxiously: "Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu, I am Ying'er, open the door quickly!"

The room was silent, Cui Ying'er was surprised. Uncle Wu is old, how could he sleep so hard? Could it be...

She jumped to the door, covered her nose with one hand, held her breath, and slashed her palms gently on the door like a knife. This force could have broken the room gate without causing too much noise, but unexpectedly the door was covered in vain, and the two doors separated with a clang, which scared Cui Ying'er.

Fortunately, the courtyard was big enough and there were no neighbors around to be alarmed. She sniffed the faint fragrance in the room, but it was not like a smoky smoke. She immediately flashed into the door and stood in the darkness. Time passed with breathtaking time, her eyes adapted to the darkness in the room, and there was no one in the room. She called softly: "Uncle Fifth?"

Cui Ying'er touched Uncle Huo Wu's bed and saw that there was no one on the bed under the shimmer light. Then she found a candle to light it. She covered the light with her hands and walked to the bed to see it. She saw that the bedding was neat, and a thick incense was burning in the bed. At the bottom of the incense, a flexible silk thread was diagonally passing through the bed tent and going to the top of the bed.

Cui Ying'er looked up and saw a stool on the top of the tent, one foot on the top of the tent, and the rest was hung in the air, tied only by the silk thread, and the incense burned to the end, which was burning the flammable silk thread. The stool would fall heavily to the ground.

She jumped up and pulled the stool down, and saw a few strokes on the stool. She used her fingers to carve out a strange pattern. This was a secret note of the bandits' voices. Cui Ying'er understood at a glance that she was asking her to hide in the spot or leave the city immediately after seeing the secret note. Cui Ying'er beat her hard: Uncle Wu is going to kill Yang Ling!

What should I do? Cui Ying'er bit her lip, feeling that she was in trouble, and her heart was confused. Uncle Wu broke into the restaurant alone, could she retreat safely? If Yang Ling was not strictly defending, what would he do if he was really killed? One she definitely didn't want to kill, and the other she definitely didn't want him to die. Cui Ying'er felt so angry that she immediately paused, flashed out of the room, and chased after the black shadow just now.

The snow field was full of stars, and the night became very cold. All the soldiers in the camp were still standing on the snow and motionless. The law enforcement officers of the officials all over the city raised torches in their hands, and the flames were blazing.

"Damn it! Want to give me a warning?" Ma Dusi strode in front of the team with blood, cursing loudly. Two bonfires in front of him were hanging on the wooden rack, with six naked soldiers cloting on their bodies, and their lips were frozen blue.

"What's wrong? Meng Dusi and Li Yi, a spy in Maitreya, are very likely to be traitors. Are you accomplices from him? Well? I just took office, and you dare to be negligent, spread rumors to each other and slander Shangguan? Who said that I have never fought a war in the rear and have no ability to take you bear soldiers? I spit! Do you understand military law?"

The new Ma Dusi pointed to a soldier who was trembling in the cold and shouted: "You, come out! There are seventeen forbidden laws and fifty-four beheadings in the army, and everything is a serious crime. I don't know about soldiers? I am familiar with military tactics, why don't I know about soldiers? You said, what is the seventeenth of the seventeenth law?"

The soldier was stunned and said in a stuttering voice: "Big...big...major, little...this..."

Madusi whipped over with a whip. The soldier shivered violently, and a blood mark on his cheek. Madusi shouted: "I will call you out of the list, why don't you say the title to me? Article 17 of the Seventeenth Law: If you don't judge the enemy, you don't know the thief, you don't know the details. If you don't say the more, you don't say the less. If you don't say the less, you'll kill your head and go back!"

The soldier stumbled back to the headquarters, bleeding from his cheeks, but he didn't dare to wipe it. Ma Dusi saw a veteran curling his lips slightly and said, "You, come out!"

"Yes! The humble position of Feng Dafu, please give me the order!" the veteran stepped out of the line indifferently and said proudly.

"Drink!" Ma Dusi smiled and nodded and sarcastically said, "Well, is it a general? I heard that you are very brave in chasing the enemy this time and killed seventeen enemy chiefs alone, and then they were promoted to general by Meng Dusi? Let me ask you, what is the fourth article of the seventeen-character law?"

The veteran hesitated for a moment and said in a voice: "I only know how to go to battle and kill the enemy, and fight for the first time. I don't know the big words of Huyi and can't remember the military rules!"

"Brush!" Another whip, the veteran was furious and shouted: "I can go to battle to kill the enemy, you can bleed and work hard. I have never violated military law, why hit me?"

Ma Dusi whipped another whip, and the veteran grabbed the tip of the whip. Ma Dusi made a lot of money but didn't break away. He couldn't help but smiled and said, "The fourth article of the Seventeen-character Code is to complain more and make the general angry. If you don't listen to the constraints, it's even more difficult to control. This is called forming an army, and the offender will be killed! Do you dare to speak to this officer? Catch me and beat me hard!"

Several personal soldiers rushed up and pressed the boss, dragged him over and hung him on the wooden frame, and whipped him on his body with a whip. The old and new ones were already covered with scars. At this time, the old and new ones were mixed together, and blood was flowing.

Ma Dusi was angry enough before he sneered at the silent soldiers: "I had known that you lazy soldiers were doing all kinds of evil. They were all a group of rascals, hum! I just took office, want to give me some advice, right?

I am your immediate boss. I want to go against me and see who can beat me up. Let me go back to bed. Today's supper has stopped. Tomorrow, I will gather troops to order it. I will not make trouble or pick on my fingers. I will have food to eat. It will be broken!"

The soldiers were speechless. They suppressed their anger and quietly returned to their camp tents. Ma Dusi smiled. He glanced at the soldiers who were rude to him and were hung on the rack. He shouted: "Come here, stew the chicken for me and send it to the account!" As he said that, he turned around and entered the account.

"Dog Official!" Someone from afar cursed while taking advantage of the night, and then his comrades covered his mouth and quickly pulled him into the tent.

"Dog official!" Liu Feiwu also scolded: "Shameless, after capturing my father, I actually wanted me to serve him... and I was willing to release him. This court really should be destroyed!"

Miss Liu's family, a thin cotton parrot with green tight jacket, pearl skin, pure color, a light red ribbon on her waist, and a moon-white background underneath. She has a light makeup, a pink complexion on her lips, and a faint virginity on her lips. She is clearly a girl of sixteen or seventeen. She has a slightly frown on her eyebrows and a slanted eye wave, which is particularly beautiful and charming.

"Speak softly", Hong Gu, a female mage of Maitreya, who is pretending to be an old mother, said with a short and slight smile: "That's why your father joined our Holy Church, thinking of overthrowing the imperial court and rebuilding the Qingming world."

She picked up a golden step with her fat fingers like a carrot, gently inserted it on Liu Feiwu's high bun, clapped her hands and smiled, "Beautiful, so beautiful, alas, just like when I was young!

Alas, Miss Feiwu, don’t be ruthless. The Holy Church cannot save your father now, and you also know that many people have nothing to do with our Holy Church. They have been arrested by Yangling and Gu Dayong and blackmailed the treacherous ministers, and their families have been destroyed. Moreover, your father is indeed a member of this sect. If you are not careful, you will be unable to be executed."

She whispered: "That is why the great master decided to ask you to use your plan and pretend to welcome him. On the one hand, you can save your father, and on the other hand, you can gain his favor and trust, do more for the Holy Church, and deal with them well in the future."

Liu Feiwu was trembling a little, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Hong Gu, I...I'm a little scared. I'm still a girl. How can I do such a thing to shame the family? I want me to sacrifice myself with him, and I have to force my face to laugh. I'm always by this dog official's side, I...I really can't do it..."

She suddenly grabbed Hong Gu's hand and said hopefully: "I... can kill him and assassinate him while he is drunk. Hong Gu, the great master has great supernatural powers. Can you ask him to save my father and leave? I would rather kill the dog official and die with him and repay the Holy Church!"

"Absurd!" Hong Gu's face was stern, and she suddenly shook her hand away. Then she realized that she was a little out of control. She hurriedly said with a smile on her face: "Miss Feiwu, I know you have a special liking for the Second Young Master. As a man, there are more women around the Second Young Master? He doesn't care whether you are a virgin. You have made such a great sacrifice for the Holy Master, and you have fulfilled your duty to sacrifice yourself to the Holy Master until your death. The Second Young Master will only favor you more."

"Don't be stupid, listen to Hong Gu's words." Hong Gu's eyes flashed and she quietly pinched the paper bag in her sleeve. It was very light, but it was cold: "Remember, if Yang Ling dies, your father, your mother, your whole family will die!"
To be continued...