Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

In the capital of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty, Ruyang Prince's Mansion, in the pavilion in the backyard.

Princess Shaomin, the jewel in the palm of King Ruyang, is wearing a white dress and is receiving a guest.

A beautiful woman in a black veil.

"The princess invited me, I don't know what's going on."

The beautiful woman drank a cup of tea, looked at Zhao Min and asked.

Her voice was erratic, and there was a faint charm in it.

Even Zhao Min, a woman, still only felt that her complexion was reddish and her heart was beating wildly.

"Empress Yin really speaks quickly. Minmin really has something to ask for. I want to ask your faction to help capture this person. It's best to capture him alive."

As Zhao Min said, he took out a piece of silk from his cuff and unfolded it on the table.

After Yin, Zhu Yuyan saw a man in the portrait, young and handsome.

"This person's name is Lin Wuyou, a member of Jinyiwei, who stole a list of my Meng Yuan a few days ago, causing Meng Yuan to suffer heavy losses."

Zhao Min briefly talked about Lin Wuyou's situation.

After hearing this, Zhu Yuyan glanced at the portrait again.

Didn't expect that this man who looks like a scholar is actually a Jin Yiwei?

It also caused Princess Shaomin to suffer a small loss.

"The Princess has an invitation, so of course he shouldn't refuse, but to move the hundreds of households of Daming Jinyiwei, I'm afraid it's a bit..."

When Zhu Yuyan said this, her words hesitated, but her expression did not change at all. .

It's not a big thing, it's not a small thing.

On a bigger scale, it was their Yingui sect who declared war on the Ming court.

At a young age, you have to face Jin Yiwei's eagle dog.

Seeing Zhu Yuyan like this, Zhao Min was not surprised, but smiled confidently:

"If Queen Yin is willing to resolve this matter, I would like to offer ten thousand taels of gold."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuyan smiled.

If so, this trip is worthwhile.

Only one hundred households!

"So, the princess is waiting for the good news!"

Zhu Yuyan agreed.

After the two sides exchanged a few more words, Zhu Yuyan left this place and returned to the base of the Yinkui Sect in Dadu City. .

"Come here, send a letter to Daming, and tell Houhou not to go to that disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, but to do something else first."

"Yes!"

Time goes back to the present.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the afterglow was shining on the land of the capital.

The carriage came all the way to the east city of the capital, a four-story brothel named Qunfang Pavilion.

It's not yet night, but there are still many men coming and going at the gates of this group of Fangge.

Whether they went together or came alone, there was a bit of joy on their faces.

In the carriage, barefoot, wearing a short pink gauze skirt, and wearing a small bell on the wrist and ankle, came down.

Her dress was very avant-garde, and passers-by couldn't help but look at her.

"Yu Niang", who still has the charm of Qunfang Pavilion, is welcoming her at this time.

Although his complexion looked normal, there was still a bit of respect in his eyes, which was hard to detect.

"Miss must be tired after traveling and traveling. The wine and food are already prepared upstairs. Would you like to eat first?" Yuniang asked, with a smile on her face.

"it is good!"

Wan Wan responded with a smile, and entered Qunfang Pavilion together with her.

Walking into Qunfang Pavilion, the first thing you see is a lobby. In the center of the lobby is a circular decoration, and in the middle is a big stage, which is currently being decorated.

"What is this doing?"

Wanwan was a little curious.

"I invited some dancers from the Western Regions to prepare to perform at night and build some decorations from the Western Regions."

Yu Niang explained quickly, feeling a little nervous.

Just happened to bump into it, so it won't make the saint unhappy!

Hearing the word dance girl, Wan Wan became interested.

But she didn't say anything, the two went upstairs together and came to a room in the corner of the fourth floor.

The decoration of the room was very simple, and Wan Hou found a seat and sat down, while Yu Niang immediately knelt down on the ground.

"See the saint! The subordinates have offended me, and I ask the saint to forgive me!"

"Nothing, get up!"

Wan Wan waved her hand, and Yu Niang also hurriedly stood up.

"Go and investigate this person. From today onwards, I want to know his every move."

As Hou Hou said, he reached into his bosom, took out a portrait and handed it over.

Yu Niang opened it, took a look, and quickly responded.

As for what her saintess was going to do, she didn't ask a word.

"Then my subordinates will make arrangements first, and send the information to the saint later, and also ask them to bring you some food."

After Yuniang confessed, she was about to retreat, but Houhou stopped her.

"Wait a moment!"

"I don't know if the Holy Maiden has anything else to arrange!"

The corner of Wan Wan's lips curled up, a smile appeared on his face and he said:

"In the evening, I will also go on stage to dance to a song."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Niang was stunned.

The saint is going to dance too?

"This... saint, how can those stinky men appreciate the dance of the saint!"

Yu Niangzi quickly refused.

joke!

If the Queen of Yin really wants to know, I'm afraid her little life will be gone.

"Go make arrangements!"

Houhou's voice became a little colder.

After hearing this, Yu Niang's face froze, and she could only agree.

It was night soon, Lin Wuyou had already bought shredded tobacco and returned to Mingyu Hall, and was currently practicing swords by the well in the backyard.

The scimitar came out of its sheath as fast as thunder.

After returning to the sheath, there was no momentum.

Lin Wuyou's breathing rose and fell with the movement of the knife.

In the meridians, the scorching internal force circulates continuously.

Wen Chouchou stood by, holding a towel in his hand.

Dong Tianbao was also practicing Shaolin Arhat Boxing at the side, and every move was vigorous and vigorous, but it was a bit imposing.

……

"No.90 Eight Knives"

"No.90 Nine Knives"

"one hundred"

Lin Wuyou breathed out a mouthful of turbid air, and his internal force circulated to the round moon scimitar, and the long knife in his hand cut a fiery red streak in the air, and the surrounding air suddenly became hot.

Seeing this saber energy, Dong Tianbao on the side was stunned.

"Congratulations to the master for improving his skills and making it to the top. It's no problem."

Wen Chouchou fanned himself and trotted up with a towel in one hand.

Lin Wuyou put the knife back into its sheath, calmed down the killing intent in his heart, then wiped his face with a towel, and threw it to Wen Chouchou again.

"I'll take a shower first, Tianbao, Chouchou, you guys also pack up, and I'll take you out later."

As Lin Wuyou said, he turned and went back to the second floor of Mingyu Hall.

Wen Chouchou hurriedly followed, going to fetch Lin Wuyou's bath water.

As for Dong Tianbao.With a somewhat expectant smile on his face. .

Chapter 24 "Dongcheng Qunfang Pavilion" together to see Fanbang dancers

After taking a bath and changing into a white uniform with hidden gold thread, Lin Wuyou looked at himself in the mirror, elegant and handsome, and nodded.

"A natural clothes rack!"

Lin Wuyou said to himself, and glanced at the round moon scimitar on the knife holder in the room, and the Xiuchun knife beside it.

After thinking about it, I didn't go to get it. The place I'm going tonight is not suitable for bringing a knife.

Go out of the room and go downstairs to the main hall.

Dong Tianbao had packed everything up, put on a solid black suit, and was standing there waiting.

Wen Chouchou was still in his usual attire, and the feather fan in his hand fluttered slightly.

Seeing Lin Wuyou coming down, he hastily greeted him with a smiling face:

"Master, where are you going? Chou Chou will prepare a carriage for you."

"East City, Qunfang Pavilion!"

Lin Wuyou spat out a few words.

The fan in Wen Chouchou's hand visibly paused, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"Why does the master suddenly want to go there, isn't it going to Baihualou?"

Wen Chou smiled awkwardly.

The Qunfang Pavilion in Dongcheng is well-known in the capital, so it is impossible for him not to know about it.

That was a well-known brothel in the capital.

"Take you guys to eat meat!"

Lin Wuyou made a joke and pointed at Dong Tianbao.

Wen Chouchou was obviously a little nervous when he heard this, and shook his head vigorously.

"Chou Chou, Chou Chou will not go!"

Wen Chouchou smiled nervously, the feather fan in his hand had afterimages.

"Really not going?"

Asked again.

After getting a negative answer again, Lin Wuyou didn't ask any more questions.

"Okay, then you can stay and watch the house!"