A group of five hundred elite cavalrymen from Tongguan escorted a carriage to the outskirts of Liangzhou City. Captain Xin Yinma, who was personally leading the team, did not meet with the local garrison. Instead, two leaders of the Fushui Fang in Liangzhou City took over and led the carriage quietly into the city. They went straight to the mansion of the Deputy Jiedushi, where Yang Shenxing, the veteran general of the Spring and Autumn Period, was in charge.
A graceful woman wearing a curtained hat walked down from the carriage. However, compared to the women's clothes in the Central Plains, which were called "shallow dew" by the scholars, the woman's bamboo curtained hat looked coarse and unbearable. She was followed by three strong retainers. They looked calm and confident, like tigers and wolves. Their hair accessories were strange, and they did not look like Beiliang people. Fortunately, the street outside the mansion of the Deputy Jiedushi of Beiliang Road was empty at this time. Otherwise, it would be hard to avoid wild and fanciful thoughts.
The middle-aged man closest to the woman looked at the style of the mansion and asked her a few questions in a whisper. After getting the answer, his face was full of anger. The woman with the special identity immediately reprimanded him in a low voice. The burly man was obviously still a little dissatisfied. He muttered and didn't stop. Under the curtained hat, the woman seemed to be helpless. The Qie Xue bodyguards were all direct descendants of the Norland officials of the grassland, and the one beside her was even more unusual.
She was actually curious about the young Lord's choice of meeting here. According to the spies of the Western Capital, Yang Shenxing, the general of Liyang, did not have a good time in Beiliang Road. The mansion temporarily under the old general's name was not supposed to accept such an important military mission. However, since Mount Qingliang had made such an arrangement, as a guest from afar, she had no choice but to accept. In fact, the worst situation she expected was that she would not even see the outline of Liangzhou City and the four of them would quietly die on the way. Now that the young Vassal King was willing to show herself, it could already be considered a good result. Her familiarity with Qing Liang Mountain and the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry was far from what the three proud and arrogant Qie Xue Guards beside her could compare to. In their entire lives, these three people had probably only interacted with the remnants of the Southern Dynasty, and their knowledge of the Northern Liang Border Army was only limited to some rough military intelligence reports.
The person leading the way for them was a middle-aged man with an amiable demeanor. His clothes were decent, not extravagant, but exquisitely ironed. Beside the middle-aged man who looked like the steward of the mansion, there was a young maidservant. Her face was delicate, but she had a voluptuous breasts, a thin waist, a plump buttocks, and long legs. If she were lying on the bed, perhaps she would look very much like a rouge horse. Even the woman in the curtained hat could not help but look at the maidservant, not to mention the Qie Xue bodyguard beside her. He did not hide the passion in his eyes. He swallowed and suddenly laughed. He sped up and reached out to touch the maidservant's slender waist. The woman in the curtained hat did not have time to stop him. However, the burly Qie Xue bodyguard did not succeed either. His arm was gently held by the middle-aged manager who had turned around and stopped walking. The burly Qie Xue bodyguard struggled hard, but he could not move. He suddenly felt that he was facing a great enemy. There was no longer any contempt in his eyes. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from the manager's white fingers.
The middle-aged manager did not look at the Qie Xue bodyguard at all. Instead, he looked at the woman in the curtained hat and said with a smile, "This is not your Beimang. There has never been a custom of giving beautiful concubines and maidservants. If you have the ability to make a woman fall in love with you at first sight, then that is true ability. If you don't, this lady, you should obediently restrain the people around you. Otherwise, I believe you are familiar with how Beiliang treats its guests in the past 20 years."
After saying these words, the middle-aged man calmly loosened his five fingers. The burly Qie Xue bodyguard was caught off guard and staggered backward. The other young Qie Xue bodyguard quietly stepped forward and reached out to support him. Only then did he stand firm.
The Beimang bodyguard, who had lost face, was furious. He reached out to grab the White Rainbow Saber at his waist that only members of the royal tent could wear. He was about to draw the saber in anger.
The middle-aged man remained indifferent towards this. His face was still that calm and amiable expression. He shot a glance at the muscular Northern Mang man who seemed to only have muscles but not brains, and said with a smile, "If you want to use this to test our prince's bottom line, then as a servant, I can't help but give you a word of advice. This action is meaningless and meaningless."
The burly Qie Xue bodyguard immediately restrained his irritable expression. However, he still held the beautiful saber and stared at the hidden martial arts master in front of him.
At the same time, the bruise on the wrist holding the saber instantly disappeared.
It was obvious that the middle-aged manager's skills were not ordinary, and this Qie Xue bodyguard who had purposely made himself look wretched was definitely not someone easy to deal with.
The woman in the curtained hat asked indifferently, "Sir, you shouldn't be the manager of this Deputy Provincial Governor's mansion, right?"
The middle-aged man did not hide anything. He nodded and said, "I am a servant at Mount Qing Liang. I do some chores and welcome people who come and go."
She suddenly understood. There was more respect in her tone. She smiled and asked, "Are you Manager Song from Wutongin of the Wang Family?"
The middle-aged man who had served the Beiliang Xu family for two generations, first signaled the maid to continue leading the way with his eyes. Then, he walked side by side with the woman in the curtained hat who recognized his identity. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect Princess to have heard of me."
The woman in the curtained hat was Beimang's Qingluan Commandery Princess who used the alias of Fan Bainu. She had the reputation of being the best in the grassland on horseback. The story of Fan Bainu and the former Beiliang Protector General Chen Zhibao, a hero and a beauty, had also been widely spread in Beiliang.
She said softly, "The King of Shu has mentioned Sir Song's father many times in casual conversation."
Song Yu, the Head Manager of Mount Qing Liang, frowned and did not reply.
In Beiliang, perhaps even many of the spies and men of sacrifice who had entered the Whisk Room later did not know that the old manager, who had been coughing all year round, was actually the same as Tide-listening Pavilion's Li Yishan and the current Chu Lushan, the founder of the Whisk Room. The reason why the Old Man at the bottom of the lake had been imprisoned at the bottom of the Tide-listening Lake was because he was no match for Jian Jiuhuang. However, the reason why Jian Jiuhuang had remained at Mount Qing Liang as a horsekeeper was another secret that had long been buried in the depths of the Whisk Room's secret files. After Xu Xiao had been conferred the title of King and taken over Beiliang, countless remnants of the Central Plains and Jianghu people had rushed to Mount Qing Liang to take revenge on the Xu family. If it could be said that they had not been able to kill the old cripple Butcher even after exhausting all means at their disposal, it was because Xu Xiao had Xu Yanbing and Han Laoshan, Wang Xiu's Junior Brothers, serving as his personal retainers. Then, at that time, His Royal Highness Hsu Fengnian, who often roamed the three prefectures of Beiliang, had servants and retainers at his side. If it could be said that the servants and retainers at his side could be said to be able to compete with the other Beiliang's Junior Brothers who also did not engage in proper work, then it could be said that they were not enough when faced with a true Jianghu expert or top assassin. How could Hsu Fengnian still be alive and kicking?
At that time, Song Yu, the steward of Wutongin, who was an inconspicuous person with a gentle voice and a mild temper, seemed to have been busy paying for His Royal Highness's drinks and wine in his early years, and giving gold and silver plaques to the wanderers who caught his master's attention. He seemed to be a harmless guy who only knew how to clean up after His Royal Highness's mess. This was the truth of everything.
Before White Fox's face read through all the secret manuals in the Tide-listening Lake Martial Library, there was actually another person who had accomplished this feat first.
This person was Song Yu. Although he had been seriously injured when he was young and had an incurable disease, resulting in his body being only at the level of Level Two Master, regardless of whether it was his high vision or the various Finger Mystery Realm secret skills that he had learned from others, Song Yu could be said to be worthy of the title.
He was the second person after Hsu Fengnian of Mount Liang.
When Fan Bainu was led by Song Yu to a lakeside pavilion, he recognized the young King almost at first glance.
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