Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

Xingqing Palace, main hall.

Li Longji sat cross-legged behind the desk, looking at the dancing Orchid with drunken eyes and a smile on his lips.

On both sides of him, more than a dozen concubines wearing transparent tulle and voluptuous figures cuddled up to him, smiling and talking.

"Your Majesty, these are lychees sent back from Lingnan by express delivery over 800 miles away. There are still water drops on them. Please try them."

Hearing this, Li Longji withdrew his gaze and glanced at the rosy-cheeked concubine, burping and joking.

"Beauty, you still understand my heart." After saying that, he took the lychee in his mouth, stopped the woman's waist and pressed it up.

Soon, the main hall of Xingqing Palace, filled with palace music, turned into an unobstructed assembly...

I don't know how long it took, but just when the concubines were about to take off their palace gauze and please Li Longji together, a figure suddenly walked in from outside the hall.

As the sound of footsteps reached everyone's ears, the temperature in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point.

The concubines put on their clothes and hid behind Li Longji and looked at the visitors, with a hint of fear on their faces.

Li Longji frowned, waved his hand to signal the concubines to exit first, put on the royal clothes and said displeasedly.

"Didn't I ask you to send bad guys to the army to monitor the generals? Why are you here!"

"Also, who let you in without my summons!"

The visitor was tall and wearing a mask and armor. Hearing the emperor's question, he bowed and saluted, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the imperial court has been in arrears with the salary of the new army for two months. Many generals in the army are causing trouble. I have no choice but to come to see the Holy One!"

"Hmph!" Li Longji snorted coldly, walked down the steps with his hands behind his back and circled around the bad handsome man twice.

"Do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing? Of course, the generals who took the lead in making trouble will be executed. They are dissatisfied with just two months' salary. Sure enough, they are all disloyal white-eyed wolves!"

"But these generals are old and young. They haven't received military pay for two months, and their families are already in great difficulty. I'm afraid it wouldn't be appropriate to execute them again, right?" the bad commander hesitated and said.

"Are there old people at the top and young people at the bottom?" Li Longji sneered and pointed at the palace outside.

"There are seniors and juniors among them, so am I gone? If you look outside, there are more than two thousand concubines, a dozen princes, and thousands of internal servants. Which one does not need to be supported by the court?"

"My Palace of Eternal Life has not been completed yet, so their military salary is nothing!"

The more Li Longji talked, the angrier he became and finally said: "You don't have to worry about this matter. I will appoint An Lushan to take charge of the 300,000 troops."

"I believe that with his ability, he will definitely deal with these generals who are taking the lead in causing trouble!"

The bad handsome man was startled and quickly took a step forward and chased after Li Longji.

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about? Giving up an army of three hundred thousand to a barbarian? This is absolutely impossible!"

"Shut up, it's not your turn to intervene in the court's affairs. Go back and do your job!" After saying that, he threw down the screen and entered the palace.

Looking at the emperor's back, the bad handsome man sighed and turned around and left Xingqing Palace.

After being in charge of bad guys for many years, she once thought that Li Longji was a famous master. Unexpectedly, after he founded Kaiyuan Shengshi, he stopped making progress and started enjoying himself all day long.

It is simply unimaginable that the country has developed to this point and handed over 300,000 troops to a barbarian.

Returning to the main altar, several bad guys with swords on their backs immediately knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

"I see the bad handsome guy!"

"Get up!"

Nodding to his subordinates, the bad handsome man came to his bedroom. A beautiful woman in white came up to him and gave him a slow blessing.

"My subordinate Zhao Feiyan has met the handsome master."

The bad handsome man glanced at the woman in white and said while taking off his mask.

"After all, you are the deputy commander of a bad guy. You don't need to be polite when you see me."

After hearing these words, the woman in white took the initiative to help her take off her coat and said with a smile.

"Then how can things be done without rules? You are the commander of bad people, and His Majesty the Emperor regards you as a confidant. How can your subordinates dare to be so presumptuous?"

The bad handsome man shook his head, walked to the bronze mirror in his obscene clothes, and touched his beautiful face. There was a brief melancholy in his beautiful eyes.

The emperor is becoming more and more stupid and the traitor Fan Xin is rising again. She really doesn't know what to do in the future.

But after all, she was a big shot who had seen a lot of bloodshed, so she quickly suppressed this emotion and said quietly.

"What's going on in Luoyang? Is there any news about the traitor Fan Xin?"

"A few days before I returned to the Commander-in-Chief, spies came to report that a man named Fan held a banquet in the imperial garden to receive the prince and all the civil and military officials. As a result, he was stabbed and seriously injured by an assassin. He is still lying in the hall recovering from his injuries and has never come out."

This news surprised the bad handsome man. He didn't even look in the mirror and turned back to look at Zhao Feiyan in white.

"Are you telling the truth? Our people saw Fan Xin injured with their own eyes?"

As if she knew what she was worried about, the woman in white smiled and said.

"Commander, don't worry. Our people saw the assassin inserting the knife into Fan Xin's body with our own eyes. The imperial doctor came in and out for more than ten days without interruption."

"There are even rumors that Fan Xin is dying, and several of his wives and concubines are rushing to Luoyang, saying they want to see him one last time."

The bad handsome man still trusted the woman in white, and the last doubt in his heart disappeared when he saw her words.

Although the bad handsome man has never met Fan Xin, he has never stopped hearing about him. This is why she went to the palace to advise him.

Unexpectedly, this traitor and traitor was assassinated.

"Huh, it's good to die. I'll be relieved if I die." After letting go of his thoughts, the Bad Commander changed the topic: "By the way, in half a month it will be the day to select the Twelve Hour Envoys. Are you ready?"

The Twelve Hour Envoy is the core position in the religion that controls bad people everywhere.

Whoever wins the support of these people will have the right to speak among bad people.

Therefore, the selection conference held every few years has received great attention from various factions.

The woman in white smiled and said: "Don't worry, handsome master, the selection meeting has been arranged. Including the original twelve, a total of more than sixty people will participate."

"Well, the selection of the Twelve Hours is related to the stability of the bad guys. You must eliminate all hidden dangers!"

The bad handsome man waved his hand and walked into the secret room alone. There were too many things going on recently, and she really couldn't find the time to prepare for the selection meeting, so she could only leave it to her most trusted deputy commander.

"Yes, handsome master!" The woman in white bowed and saluted. When she raised her head and looked at the bad handsome man's back, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth...

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Chang'an, the inn.

"Brother Xu, Brother Yin, it's getting late. Let's rest at the post station for one night." The person in charge of Guanzhong pointed to the post station and said, reining in the horse.

"Brother Yin, how do you feel?" Xu Zhendong asked with a smile.

Fan Xin raised his head and glanced at the words Chang'an Station and nodded.

"Okay, let's spend the night here tonight and go to the main forum tomorrow to meet the bad guy..."

The next day, early morning.

Fan Xin and his party came out of the post station, entered Chang'an City on horseback, walked around Caishi Street twice before arriving in front of a palace.

Call!
Xu Zhendong reined in the reins and turned around and said to the crowd: "Brothers, we are here, please dismount."

Seeing Fan Xin's expression of doubt, he smiled and explained: "I forgot, you are the new Twelve Hours Messenger who took over last time, and you have never been here."

"This is the main forum of our Bad Cult in Chang'an. The Bad Master will meet us in person later."

"Remember, everyone inside is not a kind person. You must be careful, otherwise you will be killed directly."

"Thank you, Brother Xu, for reminding me. I will be careful next time."

Fan Xin thanked him and walked to the palace with everyone.

This is a palace that has been abandoned for many years. The plaque is covered with dust. Under the sunlight, the four characters "Langya Palace" are faintly visible.

The group of people came to the door of the mansion, and as if they knew they were coming, the door suddenly opened, and a burst of laughter came.

"It's really strange this year. The Twelfth Hour Envoys actually came together. Could it be that you already know the news that you are going to be kicked out?"

After hearing these words, a shirtless timer snorted angrily, casually pulled out an ax and threw it in a certain direction in the courtyard.

"Huang Laogou, you are just one of the thirty-six Tiangang stars. When did you have the courage to challenge us?"

"Sishe, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

As soon as the words fell, the ax flew back and was held by the strong man in his hand. At the same time, a yellow-skinned old man with a hunchback came out from behind the beam on crutches.

"Tiangang Star, Huang Wenze!"

Seeing this person, Twelve Chen Shi's eyes narrowed, and there was a trace of hostility on his body.

Although both sides are bad guys, they belong to different factions. They are the direct descendants of the bad guy and the most powerful masters in the sect.

But the other side is led by the bad deputy coach Zhao Feiyan, who always wants to take their place.

It can be said that the biggest threat to this selection meeting is the Thirty-Six Tiangang Stars headed by Huang Laogou.

"Xu Zhendong, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Huang Laogou said with a grin on his face while leaning on his cane.

"I didn't expect that your life was so strong that you survived my sword attack!" Xu Zhendong said with a gloomy expression.

"The old man has not avenged his vengeance, so how can he die before you?" Huang Laogou said with a sinister smile.

After saying that, he looked at Fan Xin who was standing aside for a moment, frowning.

"Who is this? Why do you look so strange?"

"He is the person in charge of our religion in Luoyang. He was the new Twelve-Chen Emissary in a hurry because he was attacked by the traitor Fan Xin."

"It turns out that the Luoyang branch is really becoming more and more useless. It has suffered such heavy losses in less than three years. I don't know what the bad coach is thinking."

Knowing that Fan Xin was a fake, Huang Laogou suddenly lost interest and looked at Xu Zhendong and others to say something more, but instead he angered the shirtless man.

"You old beast, how dare you criticize the unscrupulous gentleman, I will chop you up!" After saying this, he flipped the ax in his hand and rushed towards the old man.

As he ran, he exuded a strong aura, and the green bricks under his feet were broken inch by inch wherever he stepped on them.

Seeing this scene, the remaining Twelve Hours Angels all showed gloating expressions.

Anyone who can become the Twelve Hour Envoy naturally has two skills. Although Xiong Laoshan is ranked eleventh, his kung fu is far above that of Huang Laogou.

Huang Laogou will definitely die if he offends him.

However, just when they were about to see Huang Laogou's body and parts, the smile suddenly froze on his face, and there was a look of shock in his eyes.

"How can this be?"

Looking at Huang Lao Gou who was so close, the strong man said with disbelief: "How did you do it?"

The corner of Huang Laogou's mouth curled up: "Simple, I smeared poison on your axe." "That's it!" The strong man sighed and fell to the sky.

"Xiong Laosan!"

"Old Bear!"

Seeing the twelve-hour master die instantly, the remaining people screamed in surprise, pulled out weapons from their waists, and prepared to take action.

Huang Laogou also showed off his evil intentions and looked at the Twelve-Chen Shishi.

Just when the two sides were about to fight, a cold voice came from the hall.

"How dare you! How can we use weapons in such a powerful place in the sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome young man in white clothes came out.

When he came to the steps, he glanced at everyone present, paused briefly when passing by Fan Xin, and finally said to everyone.

"If you don't put away your weapons quickly, why don't you ask me to bring out the Heavenly Punishment Sword?"

The two parties looked at each other and put away their weapons unwillingly, but the eyes they looked at each other were filled with hatred.

Both sides glared at each other fiercely and put away their weapons unwillingly.

"Come with me, the bad guy is waiting for you inside." The young man shook his sleeves, turned around and walked into the hall.

"Brother Yin, remember to talk less when you get inside. Mr. Bad Handsome doesn't like talkative people.

"I know, Brother Xu, let's go in."

Fan Xin smiled slightly, winked at Liu Zi, motioned for him to stay at the entrance of the hall, and followed him in.

When everyone arrived at the main hall, many people had already arrived in advance, and the two sides were clearly standing on one side.

At the top of the steps, a man and a woman stood on either side of the handsome chair. The woman was sweet-looking and tall, and the man was the young scholar just now.

"The woman on the left is the Bad Right Commander, and Rong Feiyan's Thirty-Six Tiangang Stars are her troops. The one on the left is the Bad Left Commander, Yang Xiuting, who controls the Seventy-Two Earth Evil Masters. Our Twelve Hour Envoy is under the Bad Commander. "

"There will be a debate later, so be careful." Xu Zhendong introduced in a low voice while no one was paying attention.

Fan Xin nodded silently. His eyes looked at everyone in the hall.

After about half a stick of incense, a group of palace maids carrying lanterns came out of the side door. Behind them, a masked man in black climbed up the steps and sat on a handsome chair.

"I see the bad handsome guy!"

The crowd roared like a tsunami.

"Everyone, get up." The bad handsome man said calmly.

"Thank you, handsome!"

After everyone stood up, Xu Zhendong took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, bad commander, when I arrived at the main altar at 12 o'clock, I was attacked by Huang Laogou and his men. Unfortunately, Xiong Laosan was poisoned and died."

"Please give us justice?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar. Everyone in the Thirty-six Tiangang looked proud, but Twelve Shichou's face was ashen.

The bad handsome man frowned slightly and looked at Huang Laogou: "Did you kill this person?"

Although Huang Laogou was the deputy commander, in the face of the pressure of the bad commander, he still knelt on the ground and said: "Back to the bad commander, it was not that his subordinates made a sneak attack, but that Xiong Lasan took the lead and the subordinates were forced to defend. This is what hurts Xiong Laosan’s life. Unfortunately, please ask Master Zuo?”

Hearing this, the bad handsome man glanced at Yang Xiuting: "Xiuting, is this happening?"

Yang Xiuting bowed and replied: "Back to Bad Commander, when my subordinates went out, they did see Xiong Laosan slashing at Huang Laogou. As for whether there was a reason for this, I don't know."

The bad handsome man nodded and looked at Zhao Feiyan on the other side: "Feiyan, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Zhao Feiyan rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Coming back to the Commander-in-Chief, my subordinates think that although Huang Laogou has extenuating circumstances, he killed someone in the main forum after all. It is better to punish him by facing the wall for three months."

After questioning his two subordinates, the bad commander looked condescendingly at Huang Laogou: "Old Xiong is an envoy of the twelve hours, and his skills are not as good as those of others. You will die unjustly. I forgive you."

Before Huang Laogou knelt down to thank him, he changed the subject and said, "But the law of this religion clearly stipulates that anyone who makes false remarks about the Commander-in-Chief is equivalent to the following offense and will be executed according to the law."

"Old dog Huang, don't you know you are so handsome just talking nonsense in the front yard?"

"Master, please forgive me, this subordinate was just confused for a moment." Sensing the murderous intention of the bad handsome man, Huang Laogou was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground.

Zhao Feiyan's pretty face on the side changed slightly, and she was about to come out with a smile to plead for mercy, but the handsome man waved his sleeves.

"Needless to say, anyone who talks nonsense about me must die!"

After speaking, the black light flashed, and a silver needle shot at Huang Laogou as fast as lightning. The latter was killed on the spot before he even had time to react.

Seeing Huang Laogou turn into a corpse in the blink of an eye, the hall became eerily quiet, and everyone looked solemn.

Yang Xiuting glanced at Zhao Feiyan thoughtfully, and a hint of schadenfreude flashed across the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Feiyan's face was livid and she stared at the corpse. The anger in her heart was rising. She wanted to beat the dog but also depended on the owner.

No matter what, the old yellow dog is still his subordinate. He will kill the bad handsome man whenever he wants. This is because he doesn't take himself seriously.

a long time.

She suppressed the anger in her heart and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Come here, take Huang Lao Gou's body out and bury it. From now on, remember, if anyone dares to speak ill of the leader again, this will be his fate! "

"Yes!"

Everyone bowed to answer.

After dealing with Huang Laogou's matter, Zhao Feiyan cupped her fists at the bad commander and said, "Master, Huang Laogou deserves to die for making false remarks about the commander."

"Then I would like to ask the person in charge of the Luoyang branch who abandoned the city and fled without authorization before the old thief Fan Xin entered the city, resulting in the massacre of hundreds of brothers. What should be done?"

The bad handsome man knew that Zhao Feiyan was trying to find trouble with him. If he killed her core subordinates, she would definitely not give up easily.

Even so, she had to deal with it. After all, it was a fact that the Luoyang sub-rudder suffered heavy losses, and someone had to step forward and take responsibility.

"Don't worry, Commander-in-Chief, I will naturally do things impartially." He said and looked at the Twelve Hours Envoy: "Where is the Twelve Hours Envoy in charge of Luoyang?"

Fan Xin took a deep breath and walked out of the queue: "My subordinate Yin San meets the handsome master!"

"Are you the person in charge of Luoyang?"

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, the bad handsome man frowned deeply. He didn't seem to be the person in charge of Luoyang in his memory.

"Coming back to the commander, the Twelve Hour Envoy of Luoyang has died for his country. His subordinates are just temporary substitutes and have not had time to formally report."

"Temporarily?"

The bad handsome man got up and walked down the steps, walking around Fan Xin: "Why do I feel a familiar aura on you?"

"The handsome master is joking. This subordinate is just a small person. How can he be familiar to you?"

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the bad handsome man's mouth: "That's not necessarily the case."

next moment.

Her expression suddenly changed, she put the dagger in her sleeve against Fan Xin's throat, and said coldly: "Tell me, are you a spy sent by Fan Xin?"

Hearing these words, everyone in the hall changed their expressions, especially Xu Zhendong, who came with the other party. If this guy was really a spy sent by Fan Xin, wouldn't he want to finish it off? "

So he quickly explained: "Commander, calm down, this brother can never be a spy sent by the old thief Fan Xin."

In order to dispel everyone's doubts, he told Fan Xin that he had tested Fan Xin and killed the people who supported him.

When the bad handsome man heard that this guy had killed Fan Xin's supporters, his expression softened slightly and he asked.

"Tell me, what does the person in charge of Luoyang like?"

"Beltband."

"What kind of horse do you like?"

"Western Ocean Horse."

"What kind of martial arts are you good at?"

"Grab the Pectoralis Claw!"

After hearing this, the bad handsome man finally took back his dagger and believed Fan Xin's words.

Only she knows these things, and it is impossible for the other party to know this if he is a spy.

"Hmph, even if what you said is true, how can you explain the destruction of the Luoyang branch?"

Facing the attention of everyone, Fan Xin showed a hint of indignation.

"Commander, we didn't abandon the city, but we were betrayed by a traitor. The day the old thief Fan Xin led his army into the city, he directly surrounded our secret stronghold."

"If my subordinates hadn't discovered it in advance, I'm afraid not a single person would have survived."

The bad handsome man's expression changed and he stared at Fan Xin closely: "You mean our bad sect has a traitor planted by Fan Xin?"

Fan Xin nodded,

"That's exactly what happened. Not only did our Luoyang branch suffer a devastating blow, but several other branches were also massacred. I have a lowly suspicion that this traitor is hiding among the high-ranking members of the Bad Cult."

From his own standpoint, the more divided the bad religion is, the more beneficial it will be to him, so he wants to plant seeds of doubt among them.

Wow!
This news was too shocking for the members of the bad cult. They belonged to a secret organization. If Fan Xin could really insert spies into it, it would be terrible.

"Commander, my subordinates have checked and found that our branches stationed in several local states were indeed targeted with bloodbath. The person in charge in Luoyang is very likely to be telling the truth." Yang Xiuting glanced at Zhao Feiyan intentionally or unintentionally.

"Look what I'm doing. Our Thirty-six Tiangangs have been stationed in Chang'an to protect His Majesty's safety. How could we possibly do such a thing? It's you Seventy-two Disha who know the divisions of each state very well."

"Perhaps you were the one who tipped off the old thief Fan Xin."

"You bullshit!"

"Okay!" The two of them stopped. The bad commander looked down at Fan Xin and said calmly: "If you are right, I will investigate. You are not allowed to leave Chang'an until there is no result. You must stay in the palace."

"Okay, let's all disperse. In three days, I will personally preside over the selection meeting for the Twelve Hour Envoys!"

"I obey my orders!"

Everyone bowed and exited the hall.

When only Bad Shuai and Yang Xiuqing were left in the hall, the former said quietly: "Xiuqing, what do you think of the person in charge named Yin?"

"This..." Yang Xiuqing thought for a while and said: "This person is very extraordinary. He can't even change his expression in front of you. This is not something ordinary people can do."

"Yes, I haven't seen a person who can remain so calm in the face of life and death for many years. It's not too late to stabilize him first, and then take action after finding out the details."

"Yes, handsome master!"

Yang Xiuqing bowed, opened the door and strode away.

(End of this chapter)