How could Qian Datong make his only hope kneel down and kowtow? He then held Zhou Zhengqing's arms and said with tears in his eyes: "It's really a blessing that my son can have friends like Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Zhengqing kept giving in and pretending to be stupid and asked, "What's the trouble with me, Brother Qian?"

Qian Datong said about what happened last night and this morning again, but in more detail.

Li Zhenli sat on the main seat, turned to look at Xu Fo, sneering, and clearly mocked Xu Fo for being unable to choose friends. Xu Fo picked up the tea and sucked it, frowned, and thought in her heart about how to help Qian Yiqun get through this level, but ignored Li Zhenli.

Zhou Zhengqing walked in the hall for two steps and said firmly: "I will go to see Chen County Zun and ask him to transfer the third squad of captain Taihu inspector to Qionglong Mountain as soon as possible. It's just another matter..." Zhou Zhengqing pretended to be pondered and said: "I'm afraid that Wen Guangzu will be unfavorable to the Qian family, so I dare to ask Qian Shiwang to bring his family and stay in my Zhou mansion for a few days."

Qian Datong was very moved and said, "That's really too much trouble for Mr. Zhou."

"It's okay," Zhou Zhengqing said generously, "If Uncle Shi and Aunt don't dislike each other, they will live in my villa, so they can take care of him. I heard from Jiuyi that he has an unmarried sister, so he can live in the backyard with my sisters. They are of similar age and must be able to talk about it."

Seeing that Zhou Zhengqing had thought so thoughtful, Qian Datong couldn't help but feel grateful, but was still worried about his son's affairs. He was about to speak, but Zhou Zhengqing had already said first: "Please go back and clean up a little. I'll go back and arrange it first, and then send someone to the mansion to greet him. Oh, yes, I have to go to find Chenxianzun, it's not too late!" After that, he ran out.

Before Zhou Zhengqing could step out of Qu Xiatang, Li Zhenli coughed dryly and cleared her throat, saying with a strong voice: "Tell me the order, Chixiao, Bixiao, and Qingxiao, immediately go to Qionglong Mountain and obey Mr. Qian's orders." Her voice was already crisp, and at this time it contained the sound of gold and stone.

This order was no less than the military order, which scared Zhou Zhengqing's feet trembled and even more shocked Qian Datong's eyes were straightened.

Three women walked out from behind the seat, wearing red, green and green gauze dresses, clasped their fists to Li Zhenli, and said in unison: "As for the order!" After that, they came out of the hall door, and a shout came from a sudden sound, like a military camp.

"Jinxiao tribe." Li Zhenli said.

"In!" A woman walked out of the column, wearing a plain coat on the upper body and a big red dress on the lower body, like a leaping spark.

"I order all the sisters of your army to go out. All the wealthy families with more than a dozen slaves must find out the trends and report them to me in time." Li Zhenli said.

"As for the order!" The woman in fire turned around and came out without any drag.

Seeing her junior sister doing this, Xu Fo knew that she wanted to make a living. Although she did not agree, she was quite impressed. The younger sister of the past is now a tiger town, and she has managed this Qihong Xiaozhu so vigorously.

"I will lead the Zixiao tribe to the mountain to support me," Li Zhenli turned to Xu Fodao. "Senior sister is still in charge of Qihong Xiaozhu and leads the sisters in the courtyard. They are optimistic about their hometown with me, Jiangxiao and Jinxiao sisters."

Xu Fo smiled and said, "My sister's 'Jiuxiao' seems to have become an army."

"Senior sister laughed, but the girls are willing to work hard." Li Zhenli said.

Xu Fo nodded and said, "That's enough for Jiangxiao, the two sisters of Jinxiao to protect this place. I'd better take all the sisters in the back home to the mountain together." Seeing that Li Zhenli was about to open her lips to object, Xu Fo pressed her hand lightly and said, "Qionglong Mountain is the first mountain in Gusu, and no matter how many people go up, there are not many people."

Li Zhenli's kung fu was taught by Xu Fo. She regarded Xu Fo as her teacher in her bones. She wanted to refute it, but she opened her mouth and said, "What the senior sister is saying."

Xu Fo stood up and said to Qian Datong, "Mr. Qian Rong Bing, although we are girls in the song, we dare not forget the word "Yi". Mr. Qian did not be humble as our identities, and we could not ignore it."

"Master Qian," Li Zhenli also stood up and said, "My Chi, Bi, Qing Sanxiao, each of which has 36 sisters, and the Zixiao tribe has fifty-five. They have worked hard since childhood and are skilled in swords and swords. It is definitely not comparable to those mobs. Please rest assured by Mr. Qian."

Qian Datong took a deep breath, although he felt surprised, but he felt a little more relieved.

Zhou Zhengqing did not blush and turned around and smiled, "Mama Xu and Mother Li are indeed the heroes in the song. I admire them so that we can go our separate ways and do our best to protect Jiuyi and his relatives safely!"

Xu Fo smiled, Li Zhenliquan pretended not to hear it.

In the prosperous land of Suzhou, it is not easy to gather three or five hundred people. Qihong Xiaozhu's method looks like a group enterprise in later generations. Jiuxiao Jiushi is either a single or a few joint ventures, and it is broken into pieces and turned into several prostitutes. Outsiders seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they all follow the orders of Li Zhenli.

Qian Datong was a member of the public. When he saw this mother Li talk, he mobilized nearly 200 people, which was even better than the inspection department, let alone the third yamen runners of Chenxianzun.

Thinking of his contempt for Li Zhenli just now, Qian Datong couldn't help but have a fever. Because it was related to his son's safety, he had to let go of his body, and immediately bowed and thanked him: "Mom Li, I will never thank you for your kindness in the future." He is a dictionary of Wu County, so he is naturally willing to be an insider for Li Zhenli in the yamen. Although he has lost his identity, he can't care about it at this moment.

Seeing that Li Zhenli loved her son for a long time, no matter how big the barrier was, she cleared her face slightly, and she said, "I dare not", so she went back and counted the people to set off.

At a moment, Qihong Xiaozhu was dressed like thunder and fragrant powder like fog. Teams of beautiful women were dressed in various clothes, with narrow sleeves and waistbands, and holding long swords. There were only five people sitting in a carriage, and nearly two hundred people had to ride in more than forty carriages. Even when Suzhou Prefecture Master was traveling, he could not get such a large convoy for the time being, and his grandeur was obvious.

Such a huge convoy drove out from different gates, with regular traffic, and eventually gathered into a torrent and ran westward. Of course, it was difficult to hide this action from outsiders. Li Zhenli asked someone to let the wind out that the girls in Suzhou today were going to Lingyan Temple on Lingyan Mountain to worship Xi Shi, burning incense and praying for blessings. Because Lingyan Mountain is the only way to go to Qionglong Mountain, it inexplicably acted as a shield.

It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be able to see all the beauties in Suzhou in one fell swoop without spending a penny. The romantic wanderers who don’t know the truth are very interesting and go around and tell each other. Anyone who has time wants to go to Lingyan Temple to participate in the grand event. In the blink of an eye, "hundreds of flowers blooming on Lingyan Mountain" has become the hottest topic in Suzhou.

...

"There is Lingyan Mountain ahead."

A middle-aged scholar pointed to a mountain bag not far away and blocked the sun still in the east. This team of horses traveling from west to east was Mr. Wen Guang, who escaped from Qionglong Mountain. At this moment, he had no previous heroism. Everyone looked frustrated and had a lot of worries.

"I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die...Mr. Ma, send someone to invite my mother to see me for the last time." Wen Guangzu lay on a mountain of carts, and two horses pulled him in front, in a mess.

The middle-aged scholar frowned. He knew very well that Mr. Wen's injury was not fatal, and the sharp-eared knife did not even pierce a thick circle of fat on his waist. Out of caution, he had specially checked the weapon, which seemed to have not been polished for some days, let alone the blade was poisoned.

This also shows that the assassin obviously had a temporary intention, not a long-planned assassination master.

"Mr. Ma, oh oh oh... am I bleeding again?" Wen Guangzu lay on the cart and kept humming.

Mr. Ma sat upright, looked forward, and said, "Young Master, Mudu Town is ahead. I heard that the son of Zhang from Mudu is named Zhang Wenjin, who is the disciple of Kaiyang Gong. How could we go to his mansion to treat him first?"

"Okay, okay! Go quickly! I will not treat the Zhang family badly in the future!" Wen Guangzu heard that there was a place that could stop, so he hurriedly shouted.

Mr. Ma waved his hand and his disciples rode away first. If so many people were riding horses, if they did not send a messenger to inform them, they would be considered as bad people and could not enter the door.

From Lingyan Mountain to the Zhang family's mansion, it's only a mile away, and it takes only a cup of tea to ride a horse back and forth. The wealthy family may not need to know each other, but they have to verify it. The guest who reported the message handed in a post by Wen Zhenmeng, which scared the Zhang family to open the middle door to welcome Wen Guangzu. When Wen Guangzu arrived, even the doctor was waiting in the hall.

Zhang Wenjin was at the door, but his face was very impatient. He was in a state of anxiety, and suddenly a Wen Guangzu appeared again, which was really hard to calm down. Just look at Mr. Wen’s post, who dared to be negligent? Not only did he have to go out to greet him, but he also had to pretend to be as honored as a shining shining.

Finally, when the brigade arrived, Mr. Ma stepped forward to greet him and told his own words: "I don't have the talented Wenfu West, Ma Huaiyuan. I heard that Mr. Zhang is a high-level master of Kaiyang Gong, so I would like to give a helping hand to the face of Comrade Wei Dao."

After Zhang Wenjin was defeated, he was always nervous, fearing that he would not be able to prove his identity without the elixir. Now Ma Huaiyuan really talked about his heart, and no matter how great the depression was, he could not dissipate. He bowed and said, "It is not worth mentioning that the student is a disciple of the teacher's sect. What's wrong with Mr. Wen?"

"Isn't the beheaded embryo that deserves to be cut into pieces!" Wen Guangzu roared, "I am incompatible with him!"

Zhang Wenjin was stunned: Who can afford such a big resentment from the young master of the Wen family in Suzhou?

"What my young master said was Qian Yiqun, the former Wu County constable." Ma Huaiyuan had heard of some things about Sheng Ze and knew that Zhang Wenjin was there at that time, but he didn't know if Zhang and Qian had any friendship. He said it openly and honestly, on the one hand, it was to test the depth, and on the other hand, it was to force Zhang Wenjin to stand in the team to confess his love.

After hearing this, Zhang Wenjin's expression changed drastically, he took three steps forward, reached out and grabbed Wen Guangzu's hand, and his nose suddenly felt sore: "Have you also been tricked by that treacherous villain!"

Seeing that there was a faint light of tears in Zhang Wenjin's eyes, Wen Guangzu immediately felt a sense of mutual hatred and mutual sympathy.

This is what is said: holding hands to look at each other and looking at each other with tears, even more speechless...
Chapter completed!