I directed the Xuanwumen Incident

Chapter 3 Yuchigong, get out!
Ding Deng Deng.

The dense footsteps landed on the mountain steps, and everyone in Tiance Mansion climbed up Moyu Mountain.

Yu Chigong took the lead, holding Li Shimin's knees tightly with one hand, as if he was carrying rice, he climbed up the mountainside in one breath.

The military generals followed one after another, but the civil servants were a bit reluctant, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were a little bit out of breath.

After finally standing still, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In the small courtyard ahead, there was actually a long queue!

Taking a closer look, they are all coarse linen clothes. They look like mountain people, many of them look worried, and they glance into the courtyard gate from time to time, showing a bit of hope.

"So lively? Who is this Mr. Poverty Relief?"

Changsun Wuji said in surprise,
"All these people came to him for medical treatment?"

It's crowded!
"Hey...you guys are too fast, the servant almost died..."

The little maid supported her waist and gasped for a while before recovering.

She reluctantly swallowed the fishy sweetness in her mouth, raised her head and explained:
"Some of them come to see a doctor, but not all of them. They are more about divination, such as whether they can have a son, how good or bad the family is going out, where to find lost things, etc..."

"It is said that as long as it is what he said, there will be nothing untrue, so everyone also calls Mr. Poverty Relief a straight-talking man."

Changsun Wuji's heart skipped a beat.

Straight to the point?

"Is there really such a god?"

Fang Xuanling looked up at the couplet on the gate of the courtyard, and said,
"A good person who enters the door will be saved."

"I don't even look at a wicked dog kowtowing."

"Hengpi: weigh yourself!"

"Ha, this couplet is so vulgar, but it's also straightforward and interesting."

After he finished reading softly, he couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling, and he couldn't help being a little more curious about this "Mr. Poverty Relief".

"This [-]% is also a generation who relies on his talents and wild."

Changsun Wuji snorted lightly and gave his evaluation.

"Don't worry about breaking couplets!"

Yu Chigong glared and said angrily,

"It's important to save His Highness now!"

With a sudden kick, he turned into a black whirlwind and rushed into the small courtyard!

"Get out of the way for me!"

Where have the mountain people who lined up seen such a battle?I saw that meatball rushing forward with a groan, carrying a mighty power to block and kill gods!

Everyone frightened and avoided, and only made way for this black killer.

boom!
Yu Chigong stepped on the threshold, stared at the room, and ordered:
"Who is Mr. Poverty Relief!!"

Xu Fenglei's ears moved slightly, but he ignored him, still playing with the bamboo pot in his hand.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The copper coins collided in the bamboo pot, making a pleasant sound.

The old woman in front of her had a nervous look on her face, and her hands had nowhere to rest.

Xu Fenglei's expression was normal, and the bamboo pot tipped over.

The six copper coins were lined up in a row and neatly landed on the table.

The old woman pinched her palms and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Mr. Poverty Relief, this..." she said impatiently.

Xu Fenglei glanced at it, and said:

"Isn't the old lady surnamed Li?"

The old woman was startled, and then said excitedly and inexplicably: "Yes! Yes! Mr. Poverty Relief is amazing! My surname is Li Wa!"

Everyone outside the door gasped in admiration.

It's just a divination, you can know the surname of the person who came, it's really unpredictable!
Dengdeng.

With Yu Chigong leading the way, everyone in Tiance Mansion also stepped into the threshold smoothly, and naturally heard Xu Fenglei's words.

"So young?! How capable..." Du Ruhui stroked his beard.

He originally thought that Mr. Poverty Relief should be very old, even if he was not seventy or eighty, he should be a middle-aged talent.

Unexpectedly, it looks like he is only in his early 20s!She is about the same age as His Royal Highness King Qin!

However, when everyone was inexplicably amazed, Xu Fenglei shook his head and sighed.

"Since the surname is Li, it can't be wrong."

he said,

"Your son has died outside."

The old woman's body shook violently!
For a moment, she was overwhelmed by these words, and was speechless for a while!

"This this……"

"How could it be, how could it be..."

Facing the distraught old woman muttering to herself, Xu Fenglei said softly:
"This hexagram has the upper and lower ridges, which is also the hexagram of Shanshuimeng, which prevents danger from the outside."

"Xiangyun: A branch of a plum tree is broken. If a person surnamed Li comes to ask about the good or bad luck of his children, he will be qualified."

"As a result, the son has died."

"Old lady, please forgive me."

After hearing this explanation, everyone suddenly realized that although they didn't understand it very well, they 100% trusted Mr. Poverty Relief.

Naturally, he also sympathized with the old woman.

The pain of losing a child in old age is not something ordinary people can bear.In particular, the son didn't know where he died, and there wasn't even a bone.

But in fact, such things were not uncommon in ancient times when the transportation was extremely underdeveloped and there was no strong security control.

Maybe it's only a few days since we set off, and those who encounter robbery will directly explain it.

What can I do?I can only admit that I am unlucky, and there is no reason to speak.

"Next."

Watching the old woman weeping silently and walking away slowly with the support of her family, Xu Fenglei wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

In the end, you can only continue to call the next number.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A huge slap hit his desk.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the old wooden table almost fell apart!

"Are you deaf!"

Yuchi Gong glared fiercely at Xu Fenglei and said angrily,

"I called you just now, why shouldn't you!"

"Now, save Lao Tzu immediately! Do you hear me!"

The aura of this burly man carried the murderous aura that broke out from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. The remaining power alone scared everyone to tremble and tremble.

They have never even seen the king of the mountain. How can they not be afraid when they meet such a killing god today?
And Xu Fenglei, who was facing that momentum, seemed to be in the center of the storm at the moment, and those big copper bell eyes were like a sniper muzzle, locking him firmly!
As long as there is a slight mistake, you will be shot in the head!
But even so, Xu Fenglei was not afraid at all, and even went up to him with sharp eyes, and looked at Yu Chigong!

"Are you asking for help?"

His voice was cold, and he spit out a few words from his mouth,
"Get out!"

Get out! !

The hearts of everyone in Tiance Mansion thumped.

Except for His Highness King Qin, no one has ever dared to talk to Yu Chigong like this!
This guy's killing intent surged up, but Nine Bulls couldn't stop him!
The moment the veins popped up on Yu Chigong's face, Cheng Yaojin stepped forward with a knife and stopped him abruptly!
"Respect! Now we are begging for help, don't be arrogant!"

He even advised,

"It's about His Highness's safety! You step down for me!"

"Get out!"

(End of this chapter)