Great Swordsman

Chapter 37 The Tomb of the Marquis of Nanshan

At the celebration banquet, everyone was so drunk that Lin Zhihe blushed and was so excited that he called everyone to go to the Jiaofang Division to be happy, and he treats guests!
In Dagan, every county has a Jiaofang Division, which belongs to the Ministry of Rites. At the beginning, the Jiaofang Division was only responsible for performing music for ceremonies and welcoming distinguished guests. There were only musicians and regular female musicians in it. More and more female family members of prisoners were sent to the Jiaofang Division, and the Jiaofang Division had an additional function, which was to relieve the boredom of officials.

A censor once criticized this phenomenon, but naturally a large number of officials came forward and said that going to the Jiaofang Division was just to enjoy singing and dancing, which was very serious and had absolutely nothing to do with Fengyue.

As for the occasional romantic affair, it's just a mutual affection, it's harmless!
Li Mu had never been to the Jiaofang Division, so he couldn't help asking the fat man beside him curiously.

Chen Pingan said: "It's true to go to the Jiaofang Division to enjoy singing and dancing, and it's also true to have fun!"

It's just that, if you want to sleep with the girls of Jiaofangsi, in addition to a lot of gold and silver, you also need to have a skill. In short, you have to be in their eyes.

Chen Pingan knew that she was fat and tall, and she couldn't get into the eyes of Miss Jiaofangsi, so she politely declined.

Li Mu really wanted to go and have a look, but what about Lin Zhihe's treat?
Sorry, no!
Yang Xiuqing and Wu An, the fat couple, were very excited, screaming to show Miss Jiaofang some color.

After everyone parted, Li Mu and Chen Ping returned to the post house.

On the way, Li Mu told him some conjectures about the National Temple, thinking that even without their county official seal, the county guard could inspire the golden body of Taizu and suppress the death pit.

He guessed that the reason why the sheriff did this was to 'steal' the national fortune in their official seal!
One ebbs and another, the national fortunes of the national temples built by their four counties may not be able to suppress the powerful demons.

Chen Pingan sighed, and he also faintly felt it, but the situation is stronger than others.

If you don't help to suppress the dead man's pit today, the county guard can suppress them with righteousness, and even kill them first and then play!

Chen Pingan mentioned the hundreds of county soldiers at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, and the seven judges who followed him all the time despite not having done anything. No way, these people were prepared for them!

Li Mu was startled, and after thinking about it carefully, it really is!
If they refused at that time, the county guard could have suppressed the dead man's pit first, and waited for everyone to go down the mountain before launching an attack.

Li Mu could see that the county soldiers at the foot of Nanshan Mountain were all elite soldiers, bloody and brave. If they cooperated with the county guard, county lieutenant, patrol envoy, long history, and seven judges, they might really be able to win... the three big... fat.

As for himself, after condensing the ice soul, Li Mu is confident that no one can handle him at this stage!
Back at the post house, Li Mu felt that the fat man was good, so he told the truth about Chaoyuanjing in a soft voice, and asked him to keep it a secret, otherwise the county guard would pursue it, and there would be endless troubles!

When Chen Pingan heard about it, he was sober for the most part, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, brother, for letting me know!"

The two talked again, and Li Mu said that he would leave tomorrow morning, and he would not say goodbye at that time, which only added to the sadness.

Chen Pingan cupped his hands: "My dear brother, take care."

"Brother Chen is the one, do you want to be more... heavy?" Li Mu said.

After parting, Li Mu went back to the room, and suddenly a black figure sprang out from the corner. Although Li Mu was not disturbed, he drew his sword with his backhand and stabbed out, piercing the darkness like a frosty sword, and sweeping across the sky.

"My lord, don't, it's your subordinate!" The groom turned pale with shock.

Li Mu flipped his wrist, the light of the sword swirled, and he put it into the sheath with a clang, and said, "Yang Ma, why don't you light candles at night?"

The groom was ashamed, saying that he had heard some secrets, so he hurried back quietly, not daring to light a candle.

"My lord, after investigation, I found that the Nanshan Mountain is really different!" The groom took out a torch and lit the candle, and reported softly, "Under the dead man's pit, it is said that there is a prince's tomb!"

Tombs of princes?

"The tomb of King Qingping?" Li Mu was startled.

"It's not King Qingping, it's the Marquis of Nanshan." The groom said, "The name of Nanshan comes from this."

Nanshanhou was the prince of the dynasty thousands of years ago. It is said that he was unparalleled in battle. He was an iron-blooded general. Tai'a County was the domain of Nanshanhou at that time. Afterwards, it was rumored that the tomb of Marquis of Nanshan was under the death pit of Nanshan, but it was not known whether it was true or not.

"My lord, that's all I found out from my subordinates," said the groom.

"Okay, let's go and rest." After Li Mu sent him away, he stared at the candle in a daze.

Marquis of Nanshan, Dead Man's Pit, National Temple...

If the tomb of Marquis of Nanshan is really under the pit of the dead, then the county guard has killed many birds with one arrow!

It not only weakened the national fortune of the officials of the four counties, but also used the national temple to suppress the dead man's grave, and obtained a good environment for him to visit the tomb.

During the period, if he, Chen Pingan and others refuse to help, they can still suppress and eradicate dissidents with a large army in an open and aboveboard manner!

This old fox!
Li Mu realized that he was still a little tender.

Practice overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, Li Mu and the groom packed up and saluted, took the carriage when they came, and left.

at the same time.

Tai'a County Sheriff's Mansion.

Lin Zhihe and Chief Shi Qiu Zhao were circling around a white horse.

This horse is obviously the official horse that Li Mu rode yesterday.

"No matter how you look at this horse, it doesn't seem to be spiritual." Lin Zhihe looked at it for a while, but didn't find anything unusual about it.

Qiu Zhao patted the white horse up and down, and said, "It's self-deprecating, maybe this horse has become a fine horse."

He came behind the white horse and patted its buttocks. The white horse seemed very disturbed, and kicked Qiu Zhao with a long hiss.

Qiu Zhao was unprepared, and was kicked two feet away, broke several ribs, and rolled around in pain, moaning miserably.

"Sure enough!" Lin Zhihe was overjoyed, stroking the horse's mane, his eyes brightened.

"My lord, I feel that this is an ordinary official horse. It must be that Li Mu is deceiving your lord!" Qiu Zhao used his spiritual power to protect his internal organs, and slowly got up. He spoke with great difficulty and spit out two mouthfuls of blood when he spoke Mo, the injury is not serious, but his eyes are fierce, and he wants to eat horse meat!

"Qiu Changshi, how can he be an ordinary horse if he can kick you into a serious injury?" Lin Zhihe was displeased.

"This..." Qiu Zhao was speechless for a while.

"My lord!" At this moment, a soldier from the county rushed over and reported, "My lord, there is news from ahead that Lord Qian and Lord Zhao have set off for Nanshan."

"Huh?" Lin Zhihe's face changed, "These two bastards!"

He once made an appointment with Qian Feng and Zhao Binhong to wait three days before exploring the death pit. The reason why he had to wait for three days was to condense the first qi with Jiamu spiritual energy, but he never expected that Qian Feng and Zhao Binhong would set off now !

Could it be that they noticed something?
Lin Zhihe's expression was gloomy.

"My lord, without an official seal, they can't go down to the death pit." Qiu Zhao came up clutching his chest.

"Just in case, the sheriff must personally confirm!" Lin Zhihe said sharply.

He has already received news from the imperial court that some ancient objects in the tomb can absorb purple energy and evolve into magical weapons and spirit treasures. There must be such magical objects in the tomb of the Marquis of Nanshan. He must not just sit idly by!
(End of this chapter)