Factory owner is king

Chapter 189

Chapter 189

Compared with Huang Zicheng's lamentation, Ji Gang, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, felt the same way.

The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in the world, birth, old age, sickness and death, parting from love, resentment and hatred, not being able to ask, not being able to let go.The pain of these two people can probably be attributed to not being able to ask for it.

After looking at the secret report submitted by his subordinates with regret, Ji Gang shed a few crocodile tears. Turning around, he sifted through Huang Zicheng's instructions to Huang Guan to "form parties first, and then plan things." After removing the character flaws related to the emperor's indecisiveness, he presented it to the emperor.

After seeing it, Zhu Yunwen's face turned red and angry, but then he calmed down. Perhaps because of the fact that Huang Zicheng was about to return to his hometown to observe filial piety and the kindness of teachers and students for many years, he did not take any action, but it seemed that Huang Guan's The official career may have come to an end.

A scholar is still a scholar after all, and he doesn't understand the tricks of villains.

Regarding Ji Gang, Zhu Yunqi praised a few words in a neutral manner, and rewarded him with some gold and silver, but there was no other expression.Ji Gang knew in his heart that despite the emperor's enthusiasm for him, in fact, he still hadn't entered Zhu Yunqi's heart.

Ji Gang was very envious of Xu Ruyi's relationship with Zhu Yunqi, who was both a monarch and a minister, and a friend and a friend, but after working hard again and again, he gradually realized that he would never reach that height.

In other words, he, Ji Gang, will always be the commander of the Jinyiwei, there is no other possibility, and the Jinyiwei under his leadership will never surpass that eunuch den.

"Hmph, you look so weird, maybe you sold your ass to get the emperor's favor." On the Jinshui Bridge, Ji Gang got on his horse, looked back at the Wenhua Palace unwillingly, and coldly snorted.

"Sir." Qian Duo, who was accompanying him, held the reins of the horse and turned a deaf ear to Ji Gang's complaints. He looked up at his boss and said flatteringly, "It's getting late. Are you going back to Zhenfusi Yamen or directly to your home?"

"Don't go, let's go to Wanqing Building."

"Okay." Qian Duo agreed, but as if he had expected it, he led the horse and headed north.

Heaven is pity on the grass, and the world is sunny at night.

Wanqing Tower, the poetic name brings people unlimited reverie, but in fact it is a brothel and brothel.

The three-storey small building has not been open for a long time, but it has been more than two years, and it can be regarded as a brand in the city of Nanjing.There are not many girls here, but all of them are well-educated and well-versed in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.It is not so much a brothel as it is an elegant pastime.

He also does skin and flesh business, but there is a prerequisite, that is, the girl must like him before he can be introduced into the room as the guest.

Since Ji Gang happened to have a drink there once, and fell in love with a girl named Qingrou, he was willing to go to Qinglou for a while when he had free time or when he was in a bad mood. He didn't rely on his identity to use force, maybe there is a soft spot in his heart.

The silk and bamboo bursts, and the zither sings in harmony.Ji Gang stayed in the private room, drinking for himself, waiting for the girl he liked to arrive.Time passed quietly.Just when he felt four or five times drunk, the door was pushed open and then closed again.

Ji Gang smiled and raised his eyes: "Qingrou, it would be good for a certain family...ah?"

The one who came in was her own beauty, but a bald monk.Triangular eyes, sallow complexion, seems sick.Thin figure, wearing a rain cotton monk robe.Put your hands together in front of your chest, and proclaim the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the poor monk Daoyan, I have met Master Ji, the commander of Jinyiwei. Miss Qingrou is temporarily busy, how about the poor monk come to chat with Master Ji?"

"Dao Yan... Dao Yan..." Ji Gang muttered a few times, feeling that the name seemed familiar, right on his lips, but he couldn't pronounce it for a while.

"Peking." Dao Yan reminded.

"Ah!" Ji Gang exclaimed suddenly: "Daoyan? Daoyan from Beiping? Daoyan from Zhu Di?"

"Yes, Mr. Ji is right, it is the poor monk." Dao Yan smiled, and sat down opposite Ji Gang.

Ji Gang squinted his eyes, staring at Dao Yan's face, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and his right hand unconsciously stroked the long knife at his waist.

"Master Ji, you can capture the poor monk and hand him into the emperor's hands. The poor monk will not resist, but what good will this do to you?"

"Jin Yiwei's duty is also a great achievement."

"Hehe." Dao Yan smiled indifferently, flipped his palms and flicked: "Responsibilities are just jokes. Life is alive, and there are desires and hopes. What kind of responsibilities are there? A great achievement is true, and the poor monk does not refute it. I just want to ask Lord Ji, what kind of reward does Lord Ji think the emperor will bestow for the great achievement of capturing the number one counselor beside King Yan? A thousand taels of gold, or Wanliang silver? Or a beautiful family like a flower?"

"Do you think it's impossible?"

"Maybe, but this is not what Mr. Ji wants." Dao Yan looked at Ji Gang firmly, and said seriously: "And listening to the poor monk say a few words, maybe Mr. Ji can get his wish."

Having said that, Dao Yan saw that Ji Gang looked hesitant, so he took out a book from his arms and put it on the table.Hold it down, and push it over: "Jinyiwei and Dongji Incident Factory, in fact, there is no difference in essence. There is not much difference in functions and even structure. It stands to reason that the existence of a Jinyiwei has satisfied the emperor's need to control the world. It was just an old incident in Xuzhou Mansion that caused Jinyiwei to lose the trust of the late emperor, so the emperor established the Dongji Incident Factory in addition to Jinyiwei.

But in all respects, Dongjiu Factory has not been established for a long time after all, and it is not as powerful as Jinyiwei, but why is Jinyiwei being suppressed by Dongchang everywhere? "

After a rhetorical question, without waiting for Ji Gang's answer, Dao Yan pointed at Ji Gang: "The reason lies with Mr. Ji himself."

"Me? You mean me?!" Ji Gang pointed at his nose, and laughed angrily: "Hahahaha, okay, I haven't heard such a funny joke for a long time, monk, master, I'm just making a joke of you, a certain family I want to hear you explain clearly. But if you don't understand..."

"Cang Langlang" drew his long knife out of its sheath and placed it on Dao Yan's shoulder. The person who drew the knife smiled grimly: "If you don't understand, a certain family will not take credit for you. Just this night in the Qinglou, a certain family will let you go to the hospital to take credit." Your head falls to the ground."

"Master Ji, don't worry, the poor monk can explain clearly." Dao Yan glanced at the cold light on his shoulder indifferently, and continued: "In terms of martial arts, the admiral and eunuch in Dongchang is ten times better than Mr. Ji, what the poor monk said is right ?”

"Not false."

"In terms of the holy family, the difference between Mr. Ji and that eunuch is hundreds of times and thousands of times. It can be said that there is a world of difference?"

"Go on."

"If your martial arts skills are not enough, you won't have the confidence to face it in private. If you don't have the holy family, you won't have the confidence to fight against others. If Lord Ji only wants to be a commander of the Royal Guards in peace in his life, and eventually dies in bed, that poor monk has nothing to say. , the question is, is Mr. Ji willing?"

"Willing?" Ji Gang murmured to himself, and the answer was no.He was not reconciled, from the day when he was beaten to death when he bumped into the rich man of Murakami when he was playing, Ji Gang made a poisonous oath to himself that in his lifetime, he would become famous.

A man can't eat five tripods, so he cooks with five tripods!

It was his long-cherished wish to get ahead.

Isn't the status of the Commander of Jinyiwei considered outstanding?not count!Ji Gang himself knows that he can go further. At this moment, his goal is not the golden chair, but it is not the current small role of pure eagle dog.

"It seems that Mr. Ji is not reconciled." Dao Yan smiled again, and pointed to the book on the table: ""Heaven and Earth Together", the unique knowledge of Huanxi Zen. I won’t be afraid of that eunuch anymore. If Mr. Ji is willing to do a little favor for the poor monk, then maybe within the year, the eunuch will die.”

"Just relying on you, a monk?"

"Just relying on me as a monk." Dao Yan nodded: "One chance, success or failure, has nothing to do with Mr. Ji. Would Mr. Ji be willing to take a gamble that you can't lose?"

. . . . . .

On the willow shoots on the moon, people have no appointments, but they meet on the top of the mountain.

Tang Sai'er was the first to arrive, condescending, looking coldly at those bright red phoenix eyes, her jade-like face reflected the moonlight, and walked in front of her.

"The white lotus envoy is dead, Feng Bo is seriously injured, and Lei Gong is dead. Of the 67 elites of the White Lotus Sect, only [-] escaped from Shaolin. Let me give you a reason not to kill you."

"You are not capable of killing our family. Even to say the least, if our family is seriously injured, we might be able to kill you. Is this reason enough? That night, the Buddha Mother showed her magical power, and our family all saw it. Are you afraid that if you use that move, the backlash will be huge? Haha." Xu Ruyi smiled, shook his sleeves, and stood opposite: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"I've been waiting for you for three days."

"Our family didn't come here to look for you, what a coincidence." Xu Ruyi spread her hands, as if provocative.

"End of cooperation?"

"Of course not. Guangmingding is still yours. Our family just has some private matters to deal with, and it just so happens that your White Lotus Sect is involved in it."

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

"You have to believe it." Scratching his head, Xu Ruyi said again: "Our family is embarrassed by the death of so many people from the Bailian Sect. How about this, private, our family is willing to give some compensation, what does the Buddha think? "

"How to compensate?"

"10 taels of silver?"

"Heh." Tang Sai'er sneered and didn't respond.

"Okay, okay." Xu Ruyi waved his hand: "Our family really didn't come to look for you, but since we met, you can just speak up if you have anything to say, and our family will listen to you."

Tang Sai'er took a few deep breaths, barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Three of the seven sects of the three religions have died, and there will be some turmoil. But after that, there will be a battle between the White Lotus Sect and them. I want to you help me."

"Help you? How can you help?"

"Send troops and steal their lair."

"Well..." Green Green Jade pointed at her smooth chin. Xu Ruyi thought about it and smiled: "Yes, yes, but why do we do this?"

"If you don't help me, if the Guangming Ding is broken, I will ask Lan Chun to be buried with you. On the other hand, if the Guangming Ding keeps it, I will immediately return Lan Chun to you. How about it?"

"It's the second time. This is the second time you have threatened our family with Lan Chun." Xu Ruyi's voice cooled down.

"It's not a threat." Tang Sai'er didn't make jokes like before, but shook his head frankly: "Lan Chun and I, Elder Bailian Wudu, are staying on the top of the light, it's a fact, I didn't lie to you. "

"Guangmingding, change to Lanchun."

"It's a word."

"It's a word."

In mid-air, the two of them raised their palms and struck three times in a row. Tang Sai'er flew away, leaving only a lingering fragrance. After a moment, it dissipated in the wind.

"Master, come out. Our family knows you are here." Xu Ruyi said softly.

There was a flicker in the air, and an old figure appeared ten steps behind Xu Ruyi, wearing a monk's robe and hat, and carrying the old broom in his hand.

Turning around slowly, Xu Ruyi sized the old monk up and down, cupped his hands and said, "Master has seen Hua Pengfei's silkworm magic skill, so I wonder if it is possible to see the root of our family?"

"Bone Zen." The old monk replied.

"Hehe, hehe." Xu Ruyi smiled: "Master, gamblers and monks are all false. Let us guess, you are my senior in Tianmen, right?"

He was able to call out the names of Tiancan Mogong and Baiguchan, released Hua Pengfei in front of the Bodhidharma Hall, and even gave him a Great Returning Pill. From all indications, this old monk is inseparable from Tianmen. There is no possibility, he is also a member of Tianmen!

Seeing the old monk now, Xu Ruyi was even more certain, the evidence was the same smooth chin of the old monk.

The old monk didn't answer, and Xu Ruyi didn't rush, but just waited patiently.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and there is a faint halo, which indicates that there will be a good rain tomorrow.A gust of cool wind finally brought the old monk's response: "Ren Xiao, is he alright?"

"No, I'm crazy." Xu Ruyi said bluntly: "That's why Hua Pengfei came to steal the Great Repayment Pill. Why, didn't he tell senior?"

"No." The old monk shook his head: "The poor monk saw that he had practiced the Heavenly Silkworm Demon Art, and thought he was the current sect master of Tianmen. Who would have thought that he was still a man, so he didn't ask carefully. Now it seems that it was Ren Xiao who committed the crime. Be well behaved." After a pause, the old monk said again: "You are so young, you have such good fortune, and you have practiced the bone-bone meditation to the sixth level. One way, Ren Xiao didn't see the wrong person."

Xu Ruyi's expression gradually became serious, she opened and closed her mouth to laugh, and did not use any honorifics. Instead, she acted like an elder talking about a junior. Who is this old monk?

"Comparatively speaking, among the four divine arts of Tianmen, Baigu Chan is the easiest to get started, but if you want to take the last step, it is indeed as difficult as climbing to the sky. Your way is dead, right?

The road to innate is long and difficult.You need to understand your own way in order to continue walking.Bone Zen occupies a word of Zen, which emphasizes sudden enlightenment, but it is an evil practice. If you really have the heart to break the boat and defeat the demons in your heart, you may still have a chance. "

vitality?This word is used very strangely, seems to refer to something.Is there any danger to myself?Xu Ruyi was about to ask carefully, but in the blink of an eye, the old monk had disappeared.

Come without a trace, go without a trace.It's as if it never appeared in the first place.

(End of this chapter)