This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 42 Mobei Demons
At the very end of the summer solstice, the Gobi in the northwest is extremely hot, and it is rare to see a little green in the thousands of miles of desert. If outsiders have already been deterred by this scene, only those who are running for a living will be unlucky to go out at this time.

A group of two people rode horses with their crotches on, their heads were wrapped in cloth, and they had guys pinned to their waists. They were cursing.

The person on the left weighed the water bag, and when he heard the sound, his face was filled with discomfort, and he said, "Brother-in-law, let's go back today, whoever is free is wandering outside at this hour."

Hearing this, the man on the right smashed his scabbard on the top of his head, and said with hatred, "What do you know, do you know what it means to do what you do and love what you do? High risks come with high rewards."

"But, brother-in-law, you say we are here" the voice stopped abruptly, and he pointed to the large cloud of smoke and dust in front of him, and said tremblingly: "Brother-in-law, look quickly, there are so many people, they must be horse thieves!"

"I really despise you, what are you afraid of! We are the horse thieves!"

He yelled and drew the knife from his waist, and just as he was about to yell twice, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly stopped his stupid brother.

"go back."

With two concise words, the man turned around and was about to run away, but suddenly realized that the sword light had arrived.

With two thuds, they both fell off their horses, twitched twice, and there was no more movement, and the person who drew the sword rode on the horse and left without looking back.

There was a thunderous sound of horseshoes, and several people behind stopped to take a look at the two corpses on the ground. One of them, a slender man, asked the swordsman, "These two didn't have any serious faults, so why kill them?"

"If you can't see it, you will kill it." The swordsman wiped his sword with his sleeve robe, and then he saw that the red and white robe on his body came from this way.

"Kill it, kill it, my brother, don't waste time on such a trivial matter."

Seeing that the two seemed about to quarrel over this matter, another middle-aged man with a mustache came out to stand between them: "There are still more than ten miles to go, and there will be plenty of time for you to argue when we get there."

The swordsman and the slender man stopped talking, and the group marched again.

In this desolate place in the northwest, there are many people like them, and these people are all heading towards the same place, which is Mobei City.

As the city's name suggests, this is a city located in the northwest desert, on the border of the imperial court, and beyond that is the territory of the aliens.

The power of the court is limited. Generally speaking, the closer to the border, the weaker the power of the court. Like Mobei City, it is beyond reach.

The rivers and lakes are confronted with righteousness and demons, and demons have always looked down on the righteous sects. Even those righteous sects, each of the mountain gate dojos, chooses the treasured land with beautiful mountains and clear waters and beautiful feng shui.

But the more such a good place, the stronger the presence of the imperial court. If you want to live in peace, you have to compromise with the imperial court to a certain extent and bow your head.

On the other hand, although the demons are all located in the barren land with poor mountains and bad waters, they can be free and unrestrained. Although the court's laws are strict, they can't control them in this remote and remote place.

Today, Mobei can be described as a group of demons dancing wildly. The three sects and nine streams of demons gathered one after another. Since the sword king, the ten villains were killed one by one by the righteous way, and they inadvertently became street rats. How can the elders bear it.

Compared with the alliance formed by mutual compromise between the Righteous Dao, the Demonic Dao is a pure mess, always fighting on its own, and has no plan to unite at all.

The so-called battle between righteousness and demons five years ago was just Wan Daomen calling for a few people he had befriended to fight against several big factions of righteousness.

And the reason is very simple, people of the devil way are so surly and domineering, and they never like to be inferior to others. It can be said that there are very few people who dominate one side.

However, the devils are not all lunatics and lunatics. Although they don't like to bend their knees with others, they have always been proud of themselves and call themselves proud of the devils.

There is no need for others to organize it, as long as someone takes the lead, the day when this group of demons chaos Jiangnan will not be far away.

On this day, all the famous and vicious bigwigs in the devil's way gathered here in Mobei. Looking around, there are the bandits who say they are good, the Tutuo who drink and eat, the Taoist priests who talk crazy, and the murderers. A scholar like hemp.

"Tamp down the Huangfu's house!"

In an instant, the crowd was excited, and the fireworks in midsummer were ignited frantically. It would not take long for the sky in the south of the Yangtze River to be illuminated.

Just when the Mobei Demonic Dao was holding the swearing-in meeting unscrupulously, Lu Hanjiang and his party had already returned to the capital.

It was still early in the morning, so Lu Hanjiang went directly to find Commander Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan, who was dressed in a python robe, was sitting squarely in front of the case, with a calm and majestic Chinese character face, gray hair on the temples, coupled with that Kongwu's powerful figure, people couldn't help but sigh, "old man , aiming for thousands of miles.

"I have seen the commander."

Lu Hanjiang saluted solemnly. For this commander, he will not lack the etiquette he should have. Meng Yuan has indeed helped him a lot, and this salute does not take advantage of him.

"Well, it's good to be back." Meng Yuan's stern expression relaxed a little.

Commander Meng Yuan and Lu Shangshu have a close personal relationship, and Meng Yuan is over fifty, he has already had grandchildren around his knees, Lu Hanjiang, a boy who has not been crowned for a few years, is treated as a nephew in his eyes.

He got up and walked to Lu Hanjiang's side. He was over half a century old and his body was not bent at all. He didn't need to speak, but he would feel a sense of oppression simply facing each other.

"I don't know why my lord called me back to Beijing?" Lu Hanjiang asked.

"Two things. One is that Qiao Qianhu was booked for the Jiangnan trip, so it's inappropriate to keep you there." Meng Yuan said, looking at Lu Hanjiang meaningfully.

Lu Hanjiang said innocently: "My lord's words, are you comparing the lower officials to some kind of scourge?"

Meng Yuan looked at him and said, "Jiang Xiao's death, some people say that you are not doing well."

"I'm not his father, why should I teach him to be smart?"

"Okay, that's all for now."

Meng Yuan interrupted Lu Hanjiang with a wave of his hand. No one has a little secret. In the position of Jinyiwei Qianhu, everyone is like this. As long as he can understand the big things, he will turn a blind eye.

Besides, Lu Hanjiang was still a junior whom he valued, so naturally he would not criticize him because of this matter, he just reminded him casually that this matter is over.

"Second thing, for His Majesty's birthday banquet, there is a shortage of manpower in Beijing, so if you come back, I can use more energy." Meng Yuan said it nicely, what more energy is needed, isn't it just a lack of people to watch the gate.

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