Death Sutra

Before leaving the capital, Pang Jing and his close friends answered each other and wrote dozens of poems about the Western Region. Half of them described the snow and the other half related to the desert Gobi. When he finally came to the end of winter. In Yucheng, they forgot all those wonderful words, just want to get into a sturdy house and be separated from the white world outside.

The capital is a paradise on earth, and he secretly expresses his emotions.

Before leaving Beijing, Pang Jing and an official bet that with the Central Plains built in the Western Region, he could reach Saitama City within one month, which was the same as Xiaqiu. For this reason, Pang Jing, who entered the Western Region in winter, refused to follow suit. The land slowly progressed, with only a small number of followers, running non-stop, and treating itself as a messenger carrying important information.

He succeeded, although his face was peeled off and his lips were cracked to reveal red meat. Although he was so tired that he did not know how many horses and camels along the way, and he had to abandon three tired and vain followers in the snow and ice, he succeeded. It took only twenty-nine days to get to Yuyucheng by the capital.

In order to make himself win the name, Pang Jing did not stay in the military camp outside the city, but went straight to the North City. Without consulting with anyone, he occupied the official residence of the governor, and ordered the person to cover the official seal and put a cover for himself. The customs clearance certificate, together with the previous certificates of each level and the station, Pang Jing has unmistakable evidence that he has won the game.

After returning to Beijing, he will win the three glasses of wine that the official personally held. The bet is insignificant. He just wants to prove his correctness.

The incumbent city official was the northern court man, and he had already disappeared. The remaining ten servants were staying in the official residence. They were all Jinpengbao people. They faced a group of strangers who suddenly came in and did not dare to refuse. While surrendering the official seal, he rushed to report upwards.

As a result, after several rounds of rumors, the Central Plains talents waiting for the new coach in the military camp outside the city knew the news. The former scouts had seen a group of refugee-like guys who were seen before. They were actually generals and followers who came from the capital.

Pang Jing likes to fight the inertia in the body. In order to hone the will, therefore, less than two hours after the official residence, the heel itch feeling of the toes has not disappeared, he walked out of the comfortable bedroom and met his subordinates.

Nearly a hundred officers were crowded with the bureaucratic lobby, and they met with the new coach in a brush, and they were puzzled. This is a young man with frostbitten and beggars. Is it really the younger brother of the great general Pang Ning?

Pang Jing is twenty-seven years old. He is long and well-proportioned. He has a strong square face and his eyes are not big. Even in the most exhausting moments, he can show fresh vitality. It seems that it is inexhaustible. Feel free to squander.

When I met for the first time, Pang Jing showed that she did not like to follow the rules. Without waiting for the introduction of the position and name, he went straight to the only outsider in the lobby.

"You must be a solitary general." Pang Jing asked with a smile. Similarly, there was no formal introduction, and the smile touched the frostbite. He couldn't help but **** a cold breath.

Du Gu Wei bowed slightly, holding a handsome hand with one hand, he represented the Dragon King, and he did not humble. "Under the Dragon King, the left general is alone, and he is entrusted to take charge of the singer, and today he returns to the original..."

A follower with the same frostbite took over the handsome seal, and Pang Jing did not even look at it, pulling the only arm left alone. Look carefully, "The solitary generals often win less and more, defeat Jinpeng, go to the North Court, famous in the world, if there is a general like you in the Central Plains, why do you have to prepare for a long time before you fight with the North Court? Why don't you go to the Central Plains? I will give you the position of the commander. I will drink and eat meat for a few days. After returning to Beijing, I will ask for your merits. It is no problem to have a candidate."

The public will be surprised. This is just the time to meet and openly draw the most important generals of Dragon King, but it is not very appropriate.

The solitary singer is a glimpse, forgetting all the original thoughts. After I counted the number, I said: "Pang General praised me. I have played a few wins. It’s all the Dragon King’s plan. I just obeyed it. I also have the ability to bring troops. The Central Plains does not lack such generals."

Pang Jing laughed. "It's a pity, but if the Dragon King is wronged, I can immediately seal him as a prince in the name of His Majesty."

The new coaches seem to be getting more and more obscured. The officers are all heads down. No one dares to scream. They are perfunctory and have a few words. They hurriedly quit and went to the Dragon Camp to report the situation to the Dragon King. He really didn’t know. How to judge Pang Jing as a person.

Pang Jing was energetic until the darkness was still receiving visitors from all walks of life, checking the number of military rosters and grain equipment. The officials had prepared a dust-washing feast, but no one dared to invite them. Instead, they were worried and worried. When I was asked, I was not good at it, so I lost the opportunity to advance.

Finally, a general will express a meaning through Pang Jing's entourage: The governor's official residence is not in the Central Plains at this moment. The new coach is not as good as going to the military camp to rest. There are already all the tools available, which is not simpler than the city.

Pang Jing refused to move away. The reason is very simple. "The Central Plains is the king of the world. Don't say that the house is empty. Even if the people of the North Court live here, I will take them away."

That night, Pang Jingmei went to sleep and felt refreshed the next morning. When she walked out of the door, she suddenly felt that the snow scene in the Western Region was still beautiful. Unfortunately, it was already at the end of winter, the snow was slightly melted, and there was no such thing. A clearing of new wines.

This is another busy day. Jinpengbao sent a famous doctor who specializes in frostbite and brought some ointment. After it was applied, it was effective. It was just a black and white face that was not very beautiful. Pang Jing did not care at all. Just continue to meet the guests.

To the surprise of most people, the first resident of Saitama that Pang Jing met was Meng Mingshu, and Jin Peibao’s indication of goodness seemed to be worthless in his eyes.

Meng Mingshu was also deeply surprised. He just sent people to the Central Plains new official to send a prayer according to the usual practice. They did not expect to be the first to be summoned.

Fortunately, Bodhi Garden is not far from the official residence. Meng Ming has not arrived for a while, and he is panting, mostly because of nervousness.

Pang Jing pointed at his face and laughed loudly: "I am sorry, I didn't have a face to see anyone, but the relationship between the Meng family and the Central Plains is not normal. It is more unusual with Ponzi, and I will not see it."

Organizing small countries in the Western Regions to pay tribute to the Central Plains is one of the core businesses of the Meng family. Every time the gifts brought back from the Central Plains are always much higher than the tribute, the Meng family has benefited a lot from it, and indeed has a relationship with many officials. Closely, the Pang family is a supreme sire, and naturally it has received a lot of benefits.

Meng Mingshu did not expect that the Pang family was so intimate, and it was inevitably flattered. The alertness in his heart was not relaxed. So he said incomprehensibly, and then talked about the decline of the Meng family and his own poverty, lamenting.

Pang Jing did not see it. He comforted Meng Mingshu like many years old friends, especially interested in the murder of the Meng family. "It is reasonable to say that it is impossible to keep secrets. It is impossible to know how to do it. of?"

Meng Mingshu really didn't want to talk about this matter. He had to perfuse: "The tree is falling, the Mengjia Building has been dumped, and even the minions are running out. It is still difficult to protect themselves. How can we investigate the matter? And the Yuyu City is different from the Central Plains. Even unlike other parts of the Western Region, you can use the lawlessness to describe it. It has always been speaking with strength. The current Meng family would rather not know who the robbery is."

Pang Jing cordially put his right hand on Meng Mingshu’s shoulder. "It’s different now. The most important task for me to come to the Western Region this time is to choose a city owner for Saitama City, bringing order and rules. The Meng family’s robbery is wrapped in I will give you a saying in the morning and evening."

Meng Ming was grateful to the land and felt that the new official was too young and lacked experience.

Pang Jing personally sent Meng Mingshu to the entrance of the house, whispering in his ear: "Meng Gongzi remembers this sentence, Meng family is very important to the Central Plains, I will not let the Meng family be so bullied, as long as you point out the clues, Regardless of whether the other party is strong or not, where the wealth of the Meng family is hidden, the Central Plains army stationed in the Western Regions will help you get back."

Meng Mingshu was almost in public, and was raised by Pang Jing with both hands. So he went home with tears and immediately wrote a letter, sent a letter to the residence of Xiaofengyu in Nancheng, and entrusted her to explain the situation to Longwang.

He pinned the hopes of the Meng family on the Dragon King. He could not let the suspicious young man misunderstand. However, in the single room, Meng Mingshu faintly regretted it. He knew that the Central Plains valued the Meng family so much that they should not cooperate with the Dragon King.

The second person who met Pang Jing was even more surprised by the Yucheng City. He did not even wait for the guests to visit at the official residence of the governor. Instead, he went to stay in the Lanes and stayed in the building, and met with Xiaoyuetang.

Xiaoyuetang was publicly unveiled in Saitama City for less than a month. No one knows how Pang Jing knows this organization and values ​​it so much.

The meeting lasted nearly one hour. The specific situation was unknown. Xiaoyuetang’s disciples were extremely strict. Pangjing’s entourage was all outside the building. No one accompanied the general to enter the building.

Pang Jing did not hang around in the South City. After returning to the North City, he met several people. Until the night, the governor’s government was quiet.

Relevant information flew to the Longjun camp for snow, and the dragon king and Zhong Heng analyzed, but one person’s visit was secretly carried out. Without any information, the Dragon King naturally had no way of knowing.

Luo Qikang had already waited in the bedroom and respectfully bowed to the new coach.

Pang Jing was excited and once again touched the frostbite that had not fully healed. His face was slightly weird, but he could not stop the enthusiasm from the heart. He walked to the front of Luo Jiajian in two steps and gave each other a hug.

The two of them are real old friends.

"Let's make a career." Pang Jing said, his eyes flashed.

In contrast, Luo Qikang is much calmer. "I just want to know if we can let go of it. I have been waiting too long here. The sword in the middle of the sword is going to be rusty."

Pang Jing went to the door and looked out a few times. He turned and whispered: "For the enemy, you can let go of your hands and feet, and support your friends."

"Who is the enemy who is a friend?"

"Tomorrow, you will know."

(Seeking for a recommendation) (To be continued.)