Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 182 Operation Sky Thunder

Jin Jiuling was furious, but he was just powerless and furious.

He could not pursue the one million taels of silver. Given the greed of those people, if they were to spit out what they had eaten, it would make them even more angry than killing their parents. Once he forged such a big hatred with those people, he would definitely find it difficult to move forward in the officialdom in the future.

He didn't dare to let the gap of one million taels of silver exist. Based on Ma Kongqun's normal behavior, if he couldn't come up with the full amount of 1.8 million taels of silver to buy food for disaster relief after the deadline, the other party would definitely get mad and flip the table. The first thing he would do would be to bring up the world-famous weapon. The "Cicada Wing Knife" came and chopped off his head.

After all the calculations, the only way was to pay for it himself so that neither party would be offended.

But in this way, he is bound to have to strain his muscles and bones, and for a long time to come, he will have to downgrade the first-class life he has been pursuing by several levels. This is undoubtedly something that he cannot bear.

"Ma Kongqun, let you be proud for a while, but one day..."

Jin Jiuling looked at the sky and murmured to himself.

However, he never imagined that the day he was looking forward to would come so quickly.

After he had finished the matter despite the heartache and pain, he was feeling depressed at home when suddenly a snow-white pigeon flew in from the window, landed on his desk, and called "coo-coo" several times.

Jin Jiuling's face changed slightly, he reached out and grabbed the pigeon, untied a small bamboo tube from its right foot, pinched open the wax seal at one end, and pulled out a small paper roll from inside.

He unfolded the paper and saw that there were a few nonsense words written on it.

He pondered for a moment, sorted out these words according to a special rule, and immediately obtained a time and a place.

Late at night a few days later, Jin Jiuling came to an abandoned Thunder Temple.

At this moment, he has changed his attire, wearing a plain and featureless clothes, with a seemingly ordinary black belt tied around his waist, and his head and face are completely wrapped with a piece of black cloth, except for the two eyes. hole.

When he came outside the temple gate, he saw that the lights were lit inside. He knew that someone had arrived first, so he walked in.

In the main hall with mottled statues and dust, a man dressed like Jin Jiuling stood in front of the incense table, with a candle burning on the table.

Jin Jiuling glanced at the black belt around the other party's waist, confirmed the identity of the visitor based on the unique binding technique, and smiled in a deliberately changed voice: "Hunter, you are here too early!"

The man used the same method to identify him, and the same changed voice was a little colder: "Fisherman, you are not slow either!"

After saying hello, both of them fell silent and stood there quietly waiting.

Not long after, three more people arrived one after another, and Jin Jiuling called them "woodcutter", "scholar" and "doctor" in turn.

Finally, a handsome young man in brocade clothes who was sixteen or seventeen years old came in. It was none other than Zhu Yitao, the prince of Taiping Prince. However, the five people in front of him, including Jin Jiuling, only knew him as "Gong Jiu", and he was the god-like person. He is the most valued disciple of the old man who is as evil as a demon or a fairy.

They all bowed to Zhu Yitao and saluted: "I have met the Ninth Young Master!"

Zhu Yitao waved his hand casually and said: "It's important to talk about business, so there is no need to be polite."

Among the five people, the voice sounded a bit old, and it was the oldest "Mr. Zhong" who asked: "May I ask the Ninth Young Master, who is the target this time? Is it an open killing or an assassination?"

Zhu Yitao calmly uttered five words: "Ma Kongqun, kill me!"

All five people were silent. Jin Jiuling's heart was beating wildly. After thinking for a moment, he said, "This person is not easy to kill!"

Zhu Yitao said calmly: "Because it is difficult to kill, we have to set up a killing situation, and we can also do what the 'Hunter' has always wanted to do."

"Hunter" trembled slightly, and then said: "Ninth Young Master wants to frame the blame and kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

Zhu Yitao shook his head and said: "It is enough for the five of you to cooperate with each other and use a frame-up trick to convict Ma Kongqun. The borrowed knife may not be easy to use. I have already recruited a group of masters from the master, and then we will It’s up to them.”

The five people looked at each other and communicated briefly with their eyes, and then they all raised their hands to Zhu Yitao and said, "We obey your order!"

Zhu Yitao smiled and said: "In this case, you can go your separate ways. Later, I will use flying pigeons to pass a message to clearly explain the matters that you are responsible for in this killing."

The five of them agreed together, and then Jin Jiuling asked: "Ninth Young Master, according to convention, every one of our actions must have a code name. What is it this time?"

Zhu Yitao glanced at the mottled thunder god statue on the main hall and said slowly: "Thunder!"

At this time, Ma Kongqun had become the Marquis of Weiyuan and the Governor of Liaodong, Ma Ji. He was with his wife Wang Qiong, and his son Ma Qingfeng was standing behind him. He was watching the sword fight between two women, one old and one young.

The slightly older one was Gongsun Lan. She held a pair of bright and cold daggers in her hands, and each end of the hilt was tied with a rainbow-like colorful ribbon. She controlled the dagger with the help of the ribbon, but it was difficult to use. It is more flexible to control the sword directly with the hands. The two swords drag the ribbon and shuttle through the air to stab. The movement is as fast as a flying rainbow and lightning, and the exquisiteness of the moves is incredible.

The other girl was about the same age as Ma Qingfeng. Her face was chiseled and full of heroic spirit. She was well-proportioned and fit in a well-fitting outfit. She was as agile, alert and fierce as a growing female leopard.

She used a long sword with a narrow and thin blade. She used her agile movements to dodge and shuttle between the gaps between Gongsun Lan's swords. She also used her sword to fight back from time to time. Each sword was extremely concise, fast and ruthless. Li.

The fight between the two girls reached its peak, when Gongsun Lan suddenly let out a sweet laugh: "Axue, be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, the two daggers dragged the colorful ribbons like dragons cutting each other. They strangled the girl's long sword with a stranglehold and a tail. With a twist and a stir, the long sword was released and flew into the air.

The girl didn't wait for the sword to land before she jumped up, grabbed the hilt in the air and dropped it lightly. She said with some frustration: "Senior sister, I failed again."

Gongsun Lan stepped forward and took her arm affectionately and said with a smile: "Oh, senior sister, I have practiced kung fu for several more years than you. If you catch up so quickly, it would be too incompetent."

While joking and comforting, he dragged the girl to see Ma Kongqun and his wife.

Ma Kongqun called the girl forward and said with a smile: "Axue's martial arts has made good progress. When I meet Brother Mu Dao this time, he can no longer accuse me of being lazy and not teaching me seriously. You go and pack some luggage and clothes. Let's meet early tomorrow morning. Then we set off for Wudang.”

This girl was the daughter of the two children born to Taoist Mu and Shen Sanniang back then, and was named "Shen Xue" after her mother's surname.

Now that Mu Daoren's master Xuan Zhenzi and his younger brother Mei Daoren have died of illness, Wudang no longer has anyone who can threaten him, so he has completely secured his position as Wudang's leader.

A few years ago, he brought his son Shen Hong to Wudang Mountain, took him under his disciples, and taught martial arts in person.

Shen Sanniang and Shen Xue's mother and daughter remained in Weiyuan Hou Mansion. Wang Qiong saw that Shen Xue was a talented girl, so he also accepted her as a disciple, ranking behind Gongsun Lan.

Now that she heard that she would be going to Wudang Mountain to see her father and brother soon, Shen Xue, who had always been a bit cold-tempered, couldn't help but show some joy.

(End of this chapter)