Chapter 456 Guangxiao Temple! 2 The left capital of the Eight Banners of Guangzhou!
When Liang Pengfei came to the gate of Liang's house, in order to protect the safety of Liang Pengfei's family, nearly a hundred people were already waiting outside the door. Liang Pengfei jumped on the horse's back, thought about it for a while, and said to the stewold man standing at the door in a low voice, "Tell my father that he, my mother and my three daughters-in-law stay in the house. Don't go out. Liang Qi, let your people take good care of the house for me. If anything goes wrong, don't come to see me."
"Don't worry, young master! We are here. Don't worry about the safety of Liangfu!" A plagiarism man standing next to the siding officer straightened his strong figure with a firm and cold face.
"Good! Monk, scholar, let's go!" Liang Pengfei nodded and shouted loudly. The war horse on his body hissed, and the huge heavy hooves trampled on the bluestone paved road, and the sparks were brilliant.
"This boy, why are you always so impulsive when things happen? Damn, you have the same surname as me." When he had just arrived at the door, the official Liang, who was about to tell his son to be careful, looked at the back of his son and a fellow soldiers. He could only roll his eyes speechlessly and shake it.
"Sir, don't worry, there are more than a hundred brothers, not to mention those broken eight flags that can't even pull the bow. Even if you pull the current supervision camp, you won't hurt the young master at all." At this time, Liang Qi, who was standing next to him, coughed twice and came forward and said.
"I'm relieved about this, alas..." Official Liang turned his eyes, stroked the thick beard, and patted the sage and whispered. The sage, inform the servants in the house to clean up. In a couple of days, I can accompany your master and my wife to go to the south for a vacation. The weather in Guangzhou is cool, and it is not as warm as the south.
"It's the master. The little one must do everything." The confidant old housekeeper saw the eyes of the official Liang, nodded with understanding, and went straight to the backyard of the house.
After the old housekeeper left, several soldiers guarding the door led by Liang Qi also retreated to one side. Liang's official paced at the door, as if thinking about something. Liang Qi and others looked at the old man who was still strong and strong in awe. They looked at his steps, as if they were counting the bricks on the ground, as if they were thinking about some difficult problems.
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Liang Yuanxia, who had been patting here for a long time, finally stopped. Looking at a pair of stone lions at the door and the plaque with two big words of Liang's house on the tall lintel, she couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion and attachment in her heart. He reached out and patted the thick door frame. I don't know when I will come back here. I have lived in the old house for ten years. The voice was so low that only he could hear it himself. After that, when he raised his head again, Liang Yuanxia's face regained his arrogant hand. Looking at the cloud rolling in the sky, a trace of fierceness appeared at the corners of his mouth. My son said it well, clear dog. It's too early to die!"
Liang Qi and others heard the words of the official Liang, but they didn't even jump their eyelids. In their opinion, the words of the official Liang were taken for granted.
At this moment, in the sleeping Buddha pavilion in the Guangxiao Temple, which is known as the Fengfan Hall, a handsome and handsome woman with a delicate body about 28 years old is leaning against the sleeping Buddha, which occupies more than half of the position in the pavilion. The sharp melon seed's face is like the new willow depicted by Qingdai. The shell teeth bite the red lips, and there is a sense of panic in her watery eyes, but What's more, it's absolute. At this moment, she was holding a short blade in her hand, and her slender hand put the cold and light on the neck of her ice-skinned jade skin, the silver knife, the jade-like skin, the bright red lips, the cloud-like black hair, and the long yellow skirt under the red cloak. There is a kind of shocking beauty and charm.
And right in front of her, there was a sobbing little girl whose face was full of panic and fear. Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you. The girl with a knife on her neck also said to comfort her maid, as if she didn't pay attention to her danger at all.
And their masters and servants are facing more than 20 waist-body swords, fleshy-faced, greedy and lustful Eight Banner soldiers. In front of these Eight Banner Soldiers, there stood an obscene man in a second-grade military officer's uniform, who was as fat as a pig that could be slaughtered.
The winter in Guangdong is not as good as in the north, but it is also cold and windy, but this one still has oily sweat on his face. He wiped the oily sweat on his forehead with a hand account. His thin eyes were full of slams and endless greed. However, he also put on a serious look and earnestly advised again: "I said This little lady, why are you so ignorant? I have patted your chest to promise you. As long as you put down the knife, you are the eleventh aunt of my officer. I guarantee that you eat and drink spicy food and wear silk and satin. What do you want? Why are you so stupid?
"The little girl doesn't have this blessing to suffer. I hope she can let the little girl leave. If my teacher Yuan Mei hasn't seen me return for a long time, I'm afraid she will be anxious." The beautiful woman opened her lips slightly, and her voice was as sweet as the nightingale crossing the forest. The soft and glutinous Su Wu accent not only did not make the second-grade member raise his compassion, but also aroused his greed.
"What are you talking about, little lady? I said that you have this blessing, and you have this blessing. Your master Yuan Mei... I've heard of it. Isn't he just a scholar? Do you think that if you carry your master out, I will retreat? Humph, I am a dignified member of the eight banners of Guangzhou, a second-grade member of the court, and a red belt of the clan. Why, are you afraid of losing money when you follow me? Under the Guangzhou general, a trace of color flashed on the face of Lord Zuo Dutong, who was in charge of the army and government of the Eight Banners.
The red belt of the clan, the emperor's relatives, his identity, even the current Guangzhou general Fuchang is just the white flag of Manchuria. When he sees himself, even if his official position is higher than his own, he still has to be polite.
According to reason, after he went to pay New Year's greetings to Changlin, the governor, he should go straight back to his mansion, sit in a warm room, and have a deep affection with those concubines. But who would have thought that when he passed by Guangxiao Temple, he actually saw such a stunning beauty step down from the cyan sedan chair and carried A maid and an old slave entered the Guangxiao Temple.
When he saw the stunning beauty when she got off the sedan chair, she brushed her cheeks and broken hair, which was equivalent to brushing in his heart, so he led his own soldiers and followed the beautiful woman into the Guangxiao Temple.
Then, she flirted, scolded, and beat the old servant, but the young lady and the maid panicked into the sleeping Buddha pavilion. Ebuga couldn't care about the old slave who fell to the ground and rushed to the sleeping Buddha pavilion. Who knows, there was a gorgeous scabbard handle hidden in the little beauty's arms. Although the knife was not a threat at all in the eyes of Ebuga and his own soldiers, when the knife was put on the beauty's neck, the two sides finally fell into a stalemate. This stalemate is a pillar of incense.
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Even if the forehead was intimidated or kind, the little girl was not moved at all. The knife on her throat was not half an inch away. Just before, two soldiers wanted to go around under his hint, but just two steps, the little girl's knife actually pierced the neck. With the skin on the son, Ebuga quickly called the two soldiers back.
And now, the reason why Ebuga is still delaying time with the little beauty here is that the back window of the sleeping Buddha pavilion has been gently sled open by Ebuga's own soldiers, and a ghost's head is coming out of there.
When Liang Pengfei's fast horse stepped on the stone slab in front of the Guangxiao Temple, more than a dozen soldiers who were arranged by Ebuga at the gate of the temple to prevent being disturbed by others were talking nonsense with big cigarette bags.
When they suddenly saw a tall and magnificent young man in a green silk robe suddenly appeared at the gate of the Guangxiao Temple, they couldn't help but be stunned. Lord Zuo Dutong of Guangzhou Eight Banners is in the temple, and all idle people are avoiding. Boy, get out as far as you can." A soldier stood at the door, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and shouted.
"Is this the Guangxiao Temple?" The young man didn't seem to pay attention to the interest of the head of the soldier at all, and stared at the plaque above the temple gate. The three characters of Guangxiao Temple were painted bright gold. This young man, it was Liang Pengfei who came here to save people when he heard the news.
The voice was not high, but there was an indescribable pressure, as well as the inadvertent arrogance and arrogance on his body, which made those who were about to scold couldn't help but stagnate.
The new recruit leader was unhappy and heard a rumble of hoofs. Then, hundreds of knights of horses appeared at the head of the street. Soon, he rushed to Guangxiao Temple, just a few steps away from the young man. Hundreds of horses shouted together like one person, and the horses under him stopped in that year. Behind the young man. The sweat on the head of the soldier's forehead suddenly came down. The knight in a hundred blue and short coats was full of his mother's flesh, and his expression was extremely arrogant. Their glances made the new soldier's head feel cold on the soles of his feet, just like the dangerous feeling that a hundred evil tigers stare at.
"Who are you waiting for? My adult, the left capital of the Eight Banners of Guangzhou, is making a wish in the temple at this moment." The head of the soldier shouted loudly again.
"Get out of here!" The young man who just arrived first suddenly raised his thick and soaring eyebrows, which made the head of the soldier have the illusion that two snow-bright knives out of the sheath could be placed on his neck.
(to be continued)