Kowloon wins

Chapter 792 The Moment of Victory ([-])

"Hey, you're a smart kid, I'll reward you!"

Seeing that the door had opened, the old sixteen smiled, shook his hand, and took out a hundred tael silver bill from his wide sleeve, and threw it to Hassan casually.

"Yo, thank you Master Sixteen for the reward!"

Hassan saw it with his own eyes, and just looked at the silver note, and immediately recognized it as a large bill of one hundred taels. Dang Li couldn't even close his mouth with a smile, so he hurriedly paid a thousand, and thanked him respectfully.

"Come on, don't talk to me like this, I'm going in right now, you boy locked the door for me, no one is allowed to go in or out without my order, if not, be careful of your skin!"

Old Sixteen is best at dealing with such low-level officials. He is very generous when he should be rewarded, and he is absolutely unambiguous when he should say harsh words. No, when his face droops, he speaks very well cruel.

"Grandpa, don't worry, with the little one around, even a fly won't want to live under the little one!"

Hassan had always been afraid of the old sixteen, and now that he had received a reward, there was no reason not to rush to pat his chest as a guarantee, and he made the promise repeatedly.

"Just talk nonsense, kid."

After the old sixteen cursed carelessly, he didn't care how Hassan reacted, and led Hong Qing and others to rush inside without hesitation.

"Yo, Master Sixteen, you are..."

The old sixteen and others had just arrived at the second gate, when they saw a few soldiers led by two clan mansions flashing out from the gate, blocking the way.

"Take it!"

Before the old sixteen could express anything, Hong Qing, who was following behind, gave orders with a gloomy expression, not because of anything else, but because Hong Qing already knew the origins of these two post-styles—the name of Fatty. Because of Qian Qianyi, the thin one is named Ma Buwen, the former is a disciple of Master Jiu, and the latter is a member of Master Shi. The reason why he was arranged to come to Lao Shisan's house is firstly for surveillance, and secondly, because The person who was sent to persuade the old thirteen to join the Eighth Master, there is really no need to give a good explanation to such a person.

"twitter!"

Hearing Hong Qing's order, Li Minxing and the others dared not hesitate a bit, and at the same time as they promised loudly, they rushed forward one after another. Both Ma and Ma took control.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do? Let me go, let me go!"

"Master Sixteen, don't be joking, what's wrong with being an official? Why do you treat each other like this!"

……

Although Qian and Ma are banner people, they both practiced martial arts before they entered the clan's mansion, but they were just average. The deserted ones, how could they be the opponents of Li Minxing and the others, they were ignorantly attacked by swords, and after realizing it, they shouted in unison, as for the soldiers led by the two? His hands and feet were already messed up, even though the waist knife was out of its sheath, it was just on guard for self-protection, and he didn't dare to step forward to save others.

"This king, Hongqing, is here. I came here to transfer King Yong. Qian and Ma were on duty. This king had to take it down and investigate it. It has nothing to do with others. Why don't you put down your weapons quickly? Are you trying to plot rebellion? Um?"

Qian and Ma didn't stop shouting, Hong Qing was already holding the old man's golden order, and walked out slowly from behind Old Sixteen, and asked a question in a stern voice.

"Small dare not!"

"Little listener!"

……

The Clan Mansion is next door to the Ministry of Industry, and Hong Qing used to go in and out of the Ministry of Industry in the past, and a group of officers and soldiers in the Clan Mansion all recognized Hong Qing's face. Not daring to have any more stubbornness, they all dropped the waist knives in their hands and knelt down on the ground together.

"Minxing, keep an eye on these guys, Uncle Sixteen, follow my nephew inside."

Seeing that all the soldiers had already been captured without a fight, Hong Qing didn't hesitate any longer, and with a shake of her hand, she put Jin Ling back into her wide sleeves, and then gave an order calmly, and immediately went with the old sixteen Went to the inner courtyard.

"Good boy, is he majestic enough?"

Although the old thirteen was kept in captivity at home, but the family of servants was still young and old. The movement of Hongqing and Ma who took the money was not small, so they had already sent someone to tell the old thirteen, no, Hongqing two As soon as the man arrived in the inner courtyard, he saw that the old thirteen was already standing in the door with his hands behind his back. Seeing Hongqing and the old sixteen walking slowly, the corner of the old thirteen's mouth immediately twitched. He said something.

"My nephew has met Uncle Thirteen."

Seeing the old thirteen standing in front of the door, Hong Qing didn't dare to neglect her, she hurriedly walked a few steps, rushed to the front, and greeted him very respectfully, while the old sixteen just bowed her hands carelessly, Nothing to say.

"Is this about to start?"

The old thirteen looked at Hong Qing with a half-smile for a long time, and then he said something with no beginning and no end.

"Uncle Thirteen is right. The moment of decisive victory has come. My nephew is here to invite Uncle Thirteen to preside over the overall situation."

Although the old thirteen asked vaguely, but Hongqing understood it immediately, without too much nonsense, and straightforwardly explained the purpose of her visit.

"So, Huang Amata..."

Hearing Hong Qing's words, Old Shisan's eyes sharpened first, then darkened again, and he twitched his face and asked half the words.

"It should be tonight. If we move quickly, we may still be able to catch up."

Hong Qing didn't hide the truth, sighed slightly, and gave a clear answer concisely.

"Huh..., wait!"

After being silent for a while, the old thirteen let out a long breath of sulking and didn't say much. After uttering two words coldly, he turned around and strode into the inner courtyard. There were bursts of shrill screams.

"Brother Qing, this..."

Those screams were obviously the wailing of a dying person. Hearing this, Old Sixteen's pupils shrank involuntarily, and he nervously took half a step, sticking to Hong Qing's side, his face full of surprise. He opened his mouth to speak.

"It's okay, Uncle Thirteen is cleaning up the house, just wait."

Even though she had never seen the situation in the inner courtyard with her own eyes, Hong Qing knew exactly what was going on in the inner courtyard with a single guess. There was no one else. There are few, but there are not many loyal ones. Various forces have put nails in the old thirteen's house, not to mention others, even Hongqing has stuffed more than a dozen people in the old thirteen's house. Now that something big is going to happen, how can the old thirteen be willing to leave a source of trouble? Naturally, there must be a massacre in the inner courtyard. Now, Hongqing can't come forward to stop the current situation, so she can only keep it in her heart I hope that the people I send in will be lucky enough to escape unharmed.

"Ha, it's so fucking cool, let's go to Fengtai Camp!"

After a stick of incense, the old thirteen had already put on his court clothes neatly, and walked out with a sharp sword that was dripping blood in his hand, but he smiled coldly, and did not wipe off the blood on the sword, and casually took the sword away. She inserted the scabbard at her waist, clapped her hands, cursed in relief, raised her feet and walked out. Seeing this, Hong Qing and Old Sixteen didn't say much. Everyone silently followed behind the old thirteen...

"Stop coming, the barracks is important, trespassers, die!"

Fengtai camp is located in the southern suburbs of the capital, built on the hillside, it is where the royal elite troops are located, and the security has always been extremely strict, when Hong Qing and his party arrived hundreds of steps away from the Yuanmen, they were already captured by a team Patrol stopped.

"Uncle Sixteen, you have to deal with it."

In the small carriage, Hong Qing, the old thirteen and the old sixteen were squeezed together very aggrievedly. The poor three were all burly people. After the bumpy road, they were all tossed enough. After a while, someone blocked the way outside, not only were the three of them not nervous, but they all showed a look of relief. In the end, it was Hong Qing who reacted quickly and politely gave an order to Old Sixteen.

"Hey, look at the master."

This was already a pre-determined matter, Old Sixteen would not have any objections, so he responded excitedly, squeezed out from between Hong Qing and Old Thirteen, and lifted the car Lianzi jumped out of the car from the inside, took a few steps forward with a figure-of-sight step, stopped in a reserved manner, raised his hand, and spoke in an official tone towards the group of officers and soldiers who were on full alert: "The sixteenth master is here, who are you waiting to lead the team and stand up to speak."

"The last general of the Frontier B Battalion sent the chief E Shanchun to Lord Sixteen. I don't know if you have any official business here?"

Hearing that the old sixteen reported his family in this way, and then looking at his neat shell clothes, (the old sixteen had already changed into court clothes before coming to Fengtai camp.) He didn't dare to be careless, but he was polite, but he was not too attentive, but after seeing him bowed and saluted, he asked the sixteenth why he came here in a business-like manner.

"Hey, I really came here for business. According to the order of Emperor Ama, I came to dispatch a new army to Changchun Garden to help the fun. There is a gold order here. You can come and check it!"

The old sixteen shook his hands carelessly, took out the gold order that Hong Qing had obtained from his wide sleeve, and held it high above his head.

"Yo, the last general is being rude, please forgive me, Lord Sixteen."

Although the old sixteen put on a huge airs, E Shanchun was not intimidated. First, he directed all his subordinates to be on guard, and then walked forward cautiously, and took the coin handed over by the old sixteen. Jin Ling, just looking at it, was so frightened that his legs and feet became weak immediately, and he knelt down on the ground in a hurry, while holding Jin Ling high above his head with both hands, while apologizing nervously.

"Those who don't know are not guilty, my master came here today according to the order, but Huang Ama has explained it first, saying that she doesn't want to cause troubles in the city, and you can't spread it around, so I will go into the camp with my master, and my master will go See you as Admiral."

Old Sixteen withdrew the golden order, waved his hand very boldly, and magnanimously forgave the general who stopped him.

"The sixteenth master Haihan, the general is in charge, and he dare not leave his post without authorization. He can only report to the guard for the sixteenth master, but he is not allowed to enter the camp. However, please rest assured that the sixteenth master will strictly control himself later. The subordinates are waiting, and they will definitely not spread rumors indiscriminately."

E Shanchun did not agree to the proposal of the old sixteen, but cautiously made a guarantee.

"Well, that's up to you."

For E Shanchun's "ignorance of flattery", the old sixteen seemed to be a little upset, but he didn't get angry at him, he just left a simple sentence and got into the carriage again...

(End of this chapter)