Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself.

"Gong'er, I thought about it for a long time and decided not to help."

Huang Rong was silent for a long time, and after a brief hesitation, she decided to leave without getting involved.

They were on the run, not out for an outing.

But then, Huang Rong changed the subject: "Gong'er, although we can't help with this, we just don't know about this matter. Now that we know that the Mongols are causing trouble, we can't sit idly by and watch anyway.

I plan to contact the local Beggar Gang branch and ask them to send troops to search for Mongolians in the surrounding ports. Once they are discovered, they will immediately make a fuss.

In this way, even if the strength of the local beggar gang branch is low, it can still serve as a warning. What do you think? "

Wu Gong nodded and said, "This is a good idea.

Godmother, you are so thoughtful. You are worthy of being the world-famous Gang Leader Huang. You are indeed smart and responsible. I am so envious of Uncle Guo that he can marry such an excellent wife. "

Huang Rong rolled her eyes: "Huh, little devil, no!

That stuff smells so fishy and dirty, I won’t swallow it no matter what! "

Wu Gong was a little disappointed, but he still said firmly: "Godmother, where are you thinking? I was just praising you."

"Oh, that's it. Then you should practice hard tonight, and I won't help you practice."

"No, godmother!"

After playing around for a while, Huang Rong wrote a warrant, then drew an irregular circle without a signature.

"Godmother, what does this mean?"

“This is what a dog-beating stick looks like.

I didn't take the dog beating stick with me, but put it on Peach Blossom Island. "

"Dog beating stick? Is it made of bamboo?"

"Yes, it's a petrified bamboo. It's very old. Although it's still strong, I haven't used it for a long time. I've stored it temporarily because I'm afraid it might get damaged during use."

After Huang Rong finished speaking, she rolled up the paper she had just written.

In order not to expose her position, Huang Rong used Qinggong to go to Shungeng County next door, threw it into a beggar's bowl at the gate of the county house, then stopped caring about it and continued back to her house to wait for the arrival of the ship.

Facts have proved that Huang Rong's rich experience in the world of martial arts successfully helped her avoid a risk, but it also indirectly proved that the Beggar Gang, the largest gang in the world, is now full of loopholes and has followed the old path of Shaolin.

The notes were uploaded layer by layer. Although it achieved the desired effect, a large number of Beggar Clan disciples rushed to Wenzhou City and Shungeng County.

But the news that Huang Rong was near Shungeng County also spread directly.

"Leader, there is news!"

"Oh? Where is it?" The young man sitting behind the table drinking tea with squinted eyes raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his originally calm face.

"The Beggar Clan disciples in Shungeng County, Wenzhou, received Huang Rong's handwritten letter."

"What is the content of the handwriting?"

"This is not very clear. Our insiders can only find so much content.

If you want to know more information, it is difficult for our insiders to take the risk to inquire.

It is very likely that this insider will be completely lost.

Need to inquire? "

"Then there's no need." The young man shook his head. He glanced at the injured subordinates in the room, who were mostly injured. He was silent for a while and said, "You guys go back to Heimu Cliff first. I'll leave the rest to you." Let me do it myself.”

"Master!"

"Master!"

After hearing what he said, most people in the room relaxed, but two or three people still stood up excitedly.

"Huh? What, do you want to disobey my order?"

After a brief silence, people in the room knelt down one after another.

"After returning this time, in order to prevent the Ming Cult from sneaking attacks, the mountain gate was closed.

No one is allowed to go down the mountain before I go back! "

"As ordered!"

The young man said no more, just turned around and left the room, disappearing into the night.

After he left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became very strange.

The crowd automatically divided into two groups.

One group has more people and the other group has fewer people.

The two factions are vaguely opposed to each other.

There are few people on the left side, and most of them are just excited enough to stand up.

The daughter-in-law and brother-in-law that Ping Yi pointed to was one of them.

"Let's go!" The leader on the left was an old man with a white beard, but he braided his beard into long braids in a very funny way. He snorted coldly, said an unintelligible dialect in an eccentric manner, and led the man on the left with him. people left the room.

The person on the right saw them walking out.

There were expressions of disdain on their faces.

Their leader was a muscular man with dark skin all over his body, looking like a black pillar from a distance. The joints of his fingers were extremely thick, not like fingers, but like bloated small hammers.

"Brother Li, are we going back to Heimu Cliff this time?"

The short and thin man asked the strong man: "This neither male nor female demon almost killed us all in the imperial city for no reason.

Now we have all become wanted criminals in the Southern Song Dynasty. Although we don't care about the wanted posters, the brothers have had enough.

If it weren't for us, the Mingjiao would have captured Blackwood Cliff last time.

But she actually dismissed all our positions and gave them to her cronies instead.

They have only been here for a short time and have not made any special contributions. Why should they be superior to us? "

The strong man moved his fingers, remained silent, turned around and walked outside.

The others were stunned for a moment.

They looked at each other.

Followed quickly

at the same time.

Fujian, Fuzhou Prefecture.

Duke Wu's palace had been completely renovated two months ago.

This is an extremely grand palace.

In the center of the palace is the main hall that reaches the sky. The sky-reaching pillar in the hall is tens of feet high. There are five-clawed golden dragons inlaid on the surface, swaying with little golden light, which is extremely solemn and solemn. There is a red candle in the middle of the hall, and the clearly reflected shadows are shaking on the ground. The ground is made of brown sandalwood floors that are tightly laid, leading straight to the center of the hall, looking extremely dignified.

Although there was no figure of Duke Wu on the throne in the palace at this time, such splendor and solemnity already made people tremble.

Duke Wu came in from outside the palace.

He looked at the magnificent palace in front of him.

He reached out to touch the statue of the five-clawed golden dragon.

But it can't be touched anyway.

"In the middle of the night in the Jade Tower, there is music and singing, and the wind brings the concubines in the palace to smile and talk in peace."

He recited the poem softly.

Duke Wu walked to the throne and sat down.

He looked at the empty hall, and there seemed to be a scene of hundreds of officials worshiping in his eyes.

After a long silence, he said softly: