Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 17 Punishment
Inside the palace

Today, it has been more than [-] years since Li Longji ascended the throne

But even though so many years have passed, the person sitting on the first dragon chair still can't forget one thing after another during the coup, and one person after another he killed
I don't know if there is such a thing as retribution in the world.

Looking at the red-headed letter under his hand, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh
'These people are getting more and more rampant. '

waved
On the beam, a dark guard in black clothes and hat, with only one pair of eyes outside, landed.

Kneeling on one knee, with a dagger shining brightly in his hand
The person at the top has no expression on his face
He threw a few signs down casually.

"Kill the first two, make them clean, and catch the latter one."

He looked at the names on the sign in his hand, and there was no one below the fourth rank.

Nodding his head, he disappeared into the shadows again without a word, fast and silent.

Wait until the officialdom is cleaned up,

It's time to take care of this arena.

Chunyang Hall
The furnishings in the hall are still so plain, with a table, a chair, a frame and a sword, plus futons all over the floor, there is nothing else.

Li Wangsheng, who was over middle age, was protected by Taoist zhenqi, but he couldn't escape the big hands stretched out by the years. Although his skin was smooth, his hair was graying one after another.

Xu is tired.

He didn't look forward, just stared at his teacup, opened the lid and took a look

Well, green.

Take a sip.

A faint water vapor emerges from the cup, carrying a lingering fragrance.

"You know what's wrong?"

The voice is not hoarse, with a little magnetism left over from his youth.

The young man below is sitting on the futon, facing the head seat, looking straight ahead, and not looking at the head head.

Obviously, this mistake is not recognized.

Luo Feng was not without grievances.

Obviously, no one knows the financial situation of Jing Xu Yimai better than him.

Chang'an, Suzhou, Yangzhou, Hangzhou, Baidi, Luoyang, several major cities with Chunyang resident shops used to be full of Jingxu's subordinate shops. After distributing the wages of the subordinates, the superiors can still get a part of the money, which is used to provide disciples with cultivation, medicinal materials and weapons.

But now?

The people in Zixu are not willing to let go of every small shop. Those shops are closed one by one. What does it mean that the stubborn employees who don't want to leave are beaten by local hooligans?
Outright provocation.

But there is no boss in Jingxu's lineage, so naturally no one dares to fight that guy Qi Jin head-on.

If Master Xie Yunliu was still there, he wouldn't dare to be named Xie unless he gave Qi Jin a shit!
As Jingxu's current leader, Luo Feng endured it, so who else can take the lead for the people below?

So he traveled around, going to Chang'an, to Suzhou, to Yangzhou, to Hangzhou, to Baidi, to Luoyang, arresting people one by one, gang by gang, hanging in the street and whipping for a day and a night.

Within three months, he had cleaned out six big city gangster dens, with or without backers.

Hang up and fight!
In his own words, this is a kindness and hatred.

In the words of the master
This is a big scene.
.
"Bullshit."

With a flat tone and no fluctuation, Li Wangsheng looked at Luo Feng indifferently.

The matter was very troublesome, and many guys in the officialdom had already pressed the letters into his hands.

No matter how big Chunyang is, it is also restricted by the world, so how can he do whatever he wants?

Thinking of the letters with red stamps in his hand, Li Wangsheng felt dizzy.

The news is not well-informed in this year, but just like the well-informed world, those who have mastered the gimmicks of public opinion often have all the keys to a news.

Because most people only pay attention to these.

So the letter received by the top person will only be
'Chunyang disciples flogged good people in the street',
'Chunyang disciples beat common people for no reason',
'Pure Yang Disciple XXX' and so on and so forth.

Because the eyes and ears of the one at the top are them, naturally whatever wind they blow, the top will believe whatever
Although Chunyang is rich and powerful.

But on power.
Alas. Compared with the world, it is still far behind.

The wind outside the door was blocked by the true energy inside the hall, blowing on the door made a strange 'woo-woo' sound.

"The forces in various places are intertwined, so how can they be suppressed at will for the sake of a moment of enthusiasm?"

This time Li Wangsheng didn't reprimand him in that majestic, almost indifferent voice, but changed to a gentler way to persuade him.

He knew that this time in the palace, what he did to his family was not honest.

"Going to heaven, and going down to the king of Hades, we are talking about this group of people.

"Think about it when you're gone, how will those shop assistants deal with themselves? Where the family is and the official certificate is, they won't be able to escape."

Luo Feng's expression didn't change much. If you choose some, you have to bear some.

Before leaving, he also made a lot of preparations.

Although the technique is a bit immature, but it can only bite the bullet.

He understands what the sect master said, but he can't let out his bad breath.

Still watching quietly.

Li Wangsheng was a little helpless.

They looked at each other affectionately for a while.
He took out a long sword from under his butt pad

Cover your sleeves slightly, the taste is a bit sour.

But it doesn't matter, this is a high-grade heart iron sword, even 2 taels of silver can't beat it.

"See this sword?"

Luo Feng didn't quite know what the leader wanted to do, so he simply said less and made less mistakes, so he stopped talking.

"This is your reward from the last Nanhua Festival, and it hasn't been distributed before."

Li Wangsheng raised his head slightly, looked at the disciples below, and didn't know what expression he wanted to see.

Luo Feng nodded, but didn't say anything.

However, disciple Jingxu has been eating for free for several months, so he can choose whatever he wants.

Therefore, everyone simply didn't fight for anything. They just turned a blind eye when they thought that someone else wanted it and exchanged it for the meal money.

It's been a few months, and that's it.

Luo Feng was reminiscing, but he heard the master snort like a child throwing a temper

"Now, as a punishment, no more!"

Hearing this, Luo Feng was taken aback.

If you don't send it, it's over if you don't give it to me, and you still show it off, how free are you?
But looking at Li Wangsheng, he turned his head to take a look from time to time.
No, boss, what do you mean?Just say it straight, brother, don’t you understand?

"cough cough"

It was really a bit irritating, Li Wangsheng put the heart iron sword away a little, and did not continue until the smell dissipated.
"It's not that it won't be posted anymore, it's changed!"

Change again?

After complaining in my heart about the weird Nanhua Festival that was changed last time, I started to listen.

"Since you are not prudent enough this time, it can be seen that your leadership skills are still lacking. As a punishment, one is to change this high-grade Heart Iron Sword into 300 taels of gold."

One gold and one hundred silver, an extra 1 taels came out. Although the head of the shop looked businesslike, he still gave a lot of subsidies.

"This time, I am leading five junior brothers and sisters to Chang'an to handle matters related to the Xuanzong Festival."

"By the way, let's go to Chang'an Zhuque Street and buy some candied haws for them."

The head of the sect turned sideways, Luo Feng was sitting in front of him, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

"..cough cough"

Perhaps the smell hadn't dissipated yet, and Master Li pretended to cough a few more times, and continued:
"What... this time, what Zixu and the others did was a bit wrong, and I also ended up with the staff of Jingxu's subordinates in those cities."

The old man who turned around had aggrieved and helpless expression on his face.

"This time, let's take those boys to play!"

In order not to let his disciples see his embarrassing expression, Li Wangsheng deliberately turned his face away, but he had the feeling that there is no 300 taels of silver here, which made it inappropriate for him to turn his head, and it was even more inappropriate to turn his head.

I had no choice but to pretend to be the master and said loudly
"The above is the punishment. I hope you can cultivate your energy with peace of mind from now on, and stop relying on your will!"

"The chief disciple under the Jingxu Vessel, Luo Feng, are you not convinced?"

The voice changes from serious word by word to gentle
This gradually changing voice made the lower Luo Feng's mouth slightly twitch and smile warmly.

"Disciple...receive the punishment."

"Go."

Disciples

The little girl sat in the yard and went to the autumn clothes she brought a few months ago.

Looking at the sky, a little puzzled.

Maybe it's the cold poison?
It doesn't seem to be particularly cold this fall.

(End of this chapter)