The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 1047

Qian Weining's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Don't you also have 'side calculations' in your Sikou's mansion? Can you tell me what is the secret decree given to you by Da Sikou?"

Dongfang Li shook his head with a chuckle, and said, "It's really meaningless to say these things. The situation in China is like this. It doesn't matter whether we protect him or kill him."

"The girl from the Jiuqing Mansion lives in Kushui Street, and Zhao Xuanran is his good friend. Wang Sixian controls the correspondence between Zhongdu and the Wang Mansion, and even more so begs him to take over."

"The House of Internal Servants withdraws, what do you think in this situation, even if you and I have received the order, what can we do if the Marquis of Blood is not defeated?"

Qian Weining sighed weakly: "Yes, he has understood everything, no matter what the order you and I received, there will be no big waves in the capital in the end."

"He is using the Blood Marquis to consume our strength, but facing the Blood Palace, we have no choice but to disobey his will and cater to him, so we must praise his 'little pony boy' Wang Sixian."

"Sometimes I have an illusion that this is the battlefield between him and the Blood Marquis, and we are all redundant. The outcome is between them. We are just a foil."

Qian Weining's smile was a bit bitter.

Dongfang Li said with a smile: "So, I have the foresight to accept his nephew as a student, do I need to explain the meaning?"

"Li Changsheng was not as powerful as him back then..."

Qian Weining made a casual remark, but he didn't know whether he was talking about Li Ehai or Li Haoran.

He sighed in frustration, then seemed to remember something, and said, "A strange thing happened on the battlefield between the Chu family and Xuantianzong today."

Dongfang Li asked indifferently: "What?"

Qian Weining said: "When the two sides were fighting, a swordsman wearing a red robe and a bamboo hat suddenly appeared. After killing a few people at random, he asked if there was a man named Li Haoran in Zhongdu City."

"The people below reported an interesting but seemingly unimportant piece of news. When the person arrived, several sword cultivators fell to the ground... I noticed this detail."

Dongfangli narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and asked with a smile, "A sword cultivator of the ninth rank?"

Qian Weining nodded slightly, and said: "To be precise, we are looking for Li Haoran, a sword cultivator of the ninth rank... The good thing is that our side won that battle, and all the Blood Marquis died."

"After the man asked, he didn't get an answer, so he left. Blood Marquis probably wouldn't know the news...Whether you protect him or kill him, Qian feels that this matter can be manipulated."

Dongfang Li sneered coldly: "Brother Qian, if Yu Dongfang wanted to come, the red-robed swordsman appeared in more than one battlefield. How could he not pay attention to him with the agility of the Blood Marquis?"

"It's just that I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend. You and I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend. Heh, a ninth-rank grandmaster is coming to Zhongdu. Do you dare to win over? Li Haoran won't know..."

Just now at this point, Dongfang Li was taken aback, and then smiled and said: "Hahaha, I never thought that I would follow Brother Qian's way. I have my heart and soul for you, and I regard you as half a good friend. I never thought... Hehehehe..."

Qian Weining said: "I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to know which side Brother Dongfang is on 'after the war', so I have to prepare in advance."

Dongfang Li patted the fan, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Does it make sense?"

Qian Weining shook his head and said, "Actually, it's not very interesting, but you have to try it, right? Fate is inevitable."

Dongfang Li didn't answer, stood up, held the fan in his hand, saluted, and strode away.

Qian Weining sat for a while, shook his head, and left the abandoned house after a while.

……

The next day, November [-]th, in the early morning, there was snow, light snow, and fog, and the city of Zhongdu was shrouded in obscurity.

On Yuce Haizi, early in the morning, an unobtrusive boat rowed quickly to Shiyan Island.

There were three people on the black-padded boat, all wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, but judging from their appearance, they should be two men and a woman, light snow fell and hit them, their faces could not be seen clearly under the hats, and they were silent with each other .

On Shiyan Island, go to the house on the island, and when you come to the gate, the person who is obviously a woman, puts on the bamboo hat, goes up to the old servant who is sweeping in front of the gate, and whispers:
"Uncle, if an old friend is visiting, please inform Mr. Mao."

The old servant was puzzled: "You are?"

The woman lifted the bamboo hat slightly, allowing the servant to see half of her face clearly.

The old servant jumped in surprise, "Mei..."

The woman quickly raised her hand to stop the old servant's words, then pressed down the bamboo hat, and said softly: "Take us to meet Brother Mao, this matter is confidential and must not be revealed."

The old servant swallowed hard, opened the small door cautiously, and led the three of them in.

"It was said in the newspaper that you were not murdered by blood...but now you are brought back to life. Because of your affairs, my master drank alcohol all day long and was drunk. How did you... come back to life?"

The old servant was curious and wanted to inquire.

"If you talk about it, you almost died... Don't ask me, lead me to see your master."

Not long after, the three of them were led by the old slave to the door of the study.

Just as the old servant was about to say, "Master, what's the matter..." the door of the study was pushed open by someone with a bang.

Well, there is no need for "things", the old servant opened his mouth, looking quite helpless.

"Old Lu, you are too vulgar..."

"At such a moment, how can you care about etiquette?"

In the study room, the sound of breaking the door woke Mao Wenxian, who was crawling drunk on the desk, and also startled Wu Yuanyou, who was facing the wall, drinking and waving paintings.

"Who is so impolite..."

Wu Yuanyou cursed, and said drunkenly: "It's the people from Blood Marquis who came to liquidate me and brother Mao? Wait a minute, you're not busy, just a few strokes, let someone finish painting the "Picture of Knights" before we talk about it." , don’t let me draw, I’ll fight with you all…”

Saying so, he finished the last stroke, took a sip of wine, laughed wildly, and then fell to the ground, sound asleep.

Mao Wen was woken up first, he was overwhelmed with alcohol last night, drank with Wu Yuanyou, then fell asleep, and let him go about his mischief.

At this moment, he was awakened by the sound of breaking the door, and saw three guys in coir raincoats and bamboo hats coming in. He was slightly stunned by the hangover, and then he wanted to understand something.

Sighing: "Bai Xiaosheng said that there is no room for a quiet desk in this world... Are you the people of Blood Marquis, or the 'King of Leisure'? Before you die, let Maomou and Wu Xiandi die to understand, is it okay? ?”

At this moment, the leading woman took off her bamboo hat and said, "Brother Mao, don't come here without any harm."

Then the tall and straight man next to him also took off his bamboo hat, with a gray beard, he looked a little old, but he was very energetic, he was a handsome old man, and said with a smile: "Brother Mao, Lu has disturbed Brother Mao."

(End of this chapter)