Chapter 996: Scraping Bone to Treat Poison! (5k8, two-in-one)

"The road from Pengshan is not long, tadpoles diligently look for it, croak, beautiful! It suits my state of mind very well. Liang Qing has great talent, Liang Qu also has great talent!" The old toad became happier the more it looked, and the more it recited, the happier it became, waving its claws and webs, "Quick, quick, quick, another one! Another one!"

"Frog Duke, writing poetry and lyrics is truly not easy." Liang Qu rubbed his temples, looking exhausted.

The old toad pretended not to understand: "Then why not meet again in two days? Liang Qu should rest more, create more!"

"Can't rest, can't create, without treasure fish to eat, I can't think of good poems!" Liang Qu got straight to the point, showing his cards and not pretending.

"What does writing poetry have to do with treasure fish? Liang Qing is the backbone of the frog clan, what you do is too worldly, how can you shine for the frog clan!" The old toad crossed its arms, very dissatisfied, "Besides, this Duke risked its life, worked hard to accompany you to this freezing place, so cold that the frog skin wrinkled, and you can't even spare a few poems?"

I originally wanted to worry for a few more years before passing the position of frog clan elder to you. Looking at it now, that is absolutely not possible, you still need to be tempered!"

"I gave them to you." Liang Qu patted the booklet, which rustled, "Isn't this 'Untitled' one? Frog Duke, take it,"

"From now on, the frog history will have a name. Writing poetry requires inspiration, inspiration costs brainpower, brainpower requires replenishment, eat what you need to replenish, treasure fish brains are the best! Three fish for one poem, three fish for one poem!"

"You, you, you!"

Liang Qu stood up and paced: "The jade toad leaves the sea, the white dew wets the flowers. Wind grows claws by the clouds, water soaks the eyebrows by the sand—..."

"One fish for one poem!"

"Golden Gong fish over five jin!"

"Write quickly, write quickly!"

The old toad jumped up and down, blowing wind, jumped to the peak, hugged its legs, and rolled 360 degrees, perfectly blocking the moonlight.

The hedgehog poked its head out, eyes thoughtful.

Huai Kong marveled at the poetic talent.

The fat catfish squatted on the deck, biting its whiskers, word by word, learning earnestly.

It learned another trick for begging for fish.

Writing poetry, writing good poetry.

But what to do if you can't write poetry?

After setting the price, Liang Qu splashed ink and wielded his brush, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, earning treasure fish by the handful.

"There is a beautiful frog, seeing it is unforgettable. Not seeing it for a day, missing it is like madness."

"The phoenix flies and soars, seeking a mate in the four seas, but alas, the beautiful frog is not in the Jianghuai."

"Good! This one is even better!"

"Three thousand floating worlds, I have three loves, the sun, the moon, and you. The sun is for the morning, the moon is for the dusk, and you are for every morning and every dusk."

"A beautiful frog's smile beats pearl curtains, pointing to the blue lake as the concubine's home."

Long Eying supported her chin with her hand on the table, staring with a smile. Long Li and Long Yao watched the show. Liang Qu licked his lips, sweat streaming down his back, but thinking of the fat treasure fish, he braced himself and continued writing.

The bat yawned, and the hedgehog applauded vigorously.

The fat catfish extended its whiskers into the inkstone to dip in ink, copied it down, and pondered how to rewrite it.

"Fierce benefactor, are you pondering how to change the sentence?"

The fat catfish was startled, looked up, saw a shiny little bald head, and nodded vigorously.

On the treasure ship, fortunate and happy, croaking to express ambition, harmonious and happy.

The Hantai Bai family was in a mess, chaotic as hemp, arguing endlessly, almost to the point of fighting.

Bai Chenfeng was spitting everywhere.

He counted the Bai family's ten-year predicament, using the Bai family's shrinking policy to exchange for the imperial court and Snow Mountain's step-by-step pressure. With the foundation of a Wu Sheng family, they had none of the glory of a Wu Sheng family, living in the cracks. He incited "public anger" and denounced Bai Mingzhe for inaction and chaotic actions, drawing countless responses.

"My Qilin grandson, twenty-five years old, is about to enter the Wolf Smoke Sky Bridge, with hopes of Hunting Tiger at thirty, seizing life in the Martial Examination. After that, there are twenty years until fifty. Do you think twenty years is not enough for Hunting Tiger completion?"

"Everyone knows that entering Perfected Form before fifty means having the qualifications of a Wu Sheng! Bai Mingzhe, you have cut off the future of the Bai family's Wu Sheng! Today my grandson is one, tomorrow his grandson will be the second!"

"Right! For ourselves, for the Bai family, abdicate!"

"Abdicate! Abdicate!"

"We want freedom!"

"Bai Mingzhe, you harmed our Bai family's Wu Sheng! You harmed our Bai family's Wu Sheng!"

"You're farting! I won't even talk about Xingwen's temperament, whether he can become Perfected Form in the future. Bai Chenfeng, I respect you as the old patriarch and care about face, so I won't talk about the distant past. In the last ten years of your so-called cultivation, have the first and second branches stopped encroaching on the Bai family's mineral resources!?"

"In ten years, where did the twelve thousand shi gap in the account book go? If we talk about the distant past, when you were patriarch, did you ever really seek profit for everyone? No, there were only holes after holes, all of which I wiped your ass for! The gambling debts your third son owed have not been paid off to this day!"

"Also, the elderly of the Bai family have old-age stipends; the older they are, the more they get. Your first branch actually has a three-hundred-sixty-year-old person receiving it. Is it that the Bai family has produced a Heavenly Dragon Wu Sheng that even I, the patriarch, don't know about? Or is it some third-level Perfected Form that reaches the sky and penetrates the earth? If neither, what strange art did they practice? We are all Bai family members, why hide it?"

"Fake, it's all fake! The person who wrote the account book is your person!"

"How to explain these twenty-plus elders over two hundred years old? Where did they go?"

"I fuck your mother!"

"You base seed born of a concubine!"

The hall was like a vegetable market with shrews cursing.

At first, everyone could still say long sentences and arguments, but later it completely degenerated into attacking origins and attacking appearances.

Until midnight.

The oldest elder in the clan, three hundred and twenty-eight years old, came forward and knocked his cane before it stopped.

"Don't argue, don't argue, things have come to this, we need to deal with tomorrow's Earl Baron Xingyi and the day after tomorrow's Ice Wheel Bodhi Temple!"

"My grandson! It hurts me so much! Oh, the vastness of the sky! To actually let a child with hair in pigtails go to the Yellow Springs first, while an old body with crane-white hair has to hold a cane to send off the spirit! Ancestors, ancestors—"

Bai Chenfeng left crying sadly, which could be said to make listeners shed tears and hearers feel sad.

A large wave of people followed and left.

The hall was deathly silent.

"Hoo." Bai Mingzhe leaned against the back of the chair, his skull aching, recalling the past and present. Although he had some understanding of Bai Chenfeng, when things came to a head, he still couldn't imagine it, "How could it reach such a point—"

Returned to Ice Mirror Mountain.

Cold wind whistled.

Bai Chenfeng wiped away his tears, his expression as usual.

Bai Chen Honglang was incomparably amazed: "Big brother, the situation today is great! I looked, except for the first and second branches, the fifth, sixth, and seventh branches, at least half support us, and there are many neutrals among the rest!"

Bai Chenfeng was not surprised.

"It should be so. Everyone loves ease and hates work, is short-sighted and selfish. Cultivating to Hunting Tiger or Perfected Form might make them understand a thing or two, but we give them benefits every year, and we are full of meat, so we don't care about others."

"Big brother is powerful! Could it be that when you abdicated in the past, you thought of today?"

"I am not a god, otherwise, why would I let the Mingzhe kid ascend the throne as soon as the Great Shun arrived? It was just judging the situation. Bai Mingzhe's actions might be right, and it is the future, but the dissatisfaction he caused is also real. Furthermore, he is also a bit young."

Bai Mingzhe left home at eight, enjoying the glory and wealth of the Southern Zhili, so how could he have experienced intrigue? After returning, he was also assisted by the imperial court, assisting his ascension with the momentum of swallowing the world.

Even if there was tempering and progress in ten years, there was still a gap compared to him, an old gentleman of over two hundred years.

Of course.

Bai Mingzhe knew his own flaws, so he was more conservative than enterprising. After ascending, the Bai family's overall development was mainly contraction, with internal corrections bit by bit.

But who can stand correction?

The disciples who lived in luxury were forcibly pressed into school and grounded at home. Could the anger in their hearts be smooth?

The channels for those who filled their own pockets to secretly make money were cut off, and those who forcibly robbed women were punished by kneeling in the ancestral hall.

Yet precisely, those who could do these things were all high-level members of the Bai family!

The replacement of the Great Qian by the Great Shun was not a one-day achievement. The world was in chaos, and it was precisely these decades of no one looking after that made the Bai family used to being loose and unwilling to be restrained again.

Thinking of this.

"Honglang."

"Big brother."

"Remember one sentence: people never want to be good, people only want to be comfortable."

"Never want to be good, only want to be comfortable?" Bai Chen Honglang was thoughtful, but also worried, "Then in this way, won't my Bai family's building collapse..."

"That's why I said Bai Mingzhe is no good." Bai Chenfeng laughed, "His heart is too soft. He always feels that they are all Bai family members, connected by blood, and at worst, family law will serve. If it were me, those who filled their own pockets would be killed, none left, and wiped clean at once!"

"After that, redistribute the benefits, support a batch, use new blood to replace old blood, suppress old blood. Within thirty to forty years, raising a Perfected Form would stand firm. However, ten years is too short, and it would be great to produce some Hunting Tigers. He doesn't have enough time if he wants to do that. He De-ban, an outsider Hunting Tiger, is considered a pretty good card in his hand."

Bai Chen Honglang suddenly woke up, thinking carefully, when big brother ascended—

Time flies.

The sun and moon rotate.

The old toad picked up the yellow leather bag and poured out the lively treasure fish.

Da Da Kai flipped the iron pot, hot and noisy, A-Wei sucked blood, and the five great warriors gnawed on bones and ate internal organs.

Five poems, five fish.

Plus the one month, three months, and the treasure ship, the Frog King's six treasure fish share, totaling eleven.

【Water Ze Essence +2425】

【Water Ze Essence +5942】

【Water Ze Essence +8864】

【Water Ze Essence +72,000】

【Water Ze Essence: 422,000】

【Across the days, through the four seasons, can consume 3,000 Water Ze Essence to condense Dew Seeds.】

Splash.

The blue tide surged, and Dew Seeds appeared.

【Water Ze Essence: 419,000】

【Seeds of Creation: 3】

【Dew Seeds: 6】

The share for the autumn and winter seasons.

Midsummer is coming soon. Without knowing it, another wave of Jiaoren and Long Ren "fish taxes" can be collected.

Forty square, totaling twenty per thousand, can't reach three hundred. Time is tight, so Liang Qu is not in a hurry to add, habitually leaving it as a backup.

"Medium-grade treasure fish with two or three thousand essence are also of little use—"

His own "root" is enhanced, not only resisting the external environment but even including the efficacy of treasures and medicines, just not as intense as poison, fortunately, there is Water Ze Essence as a bottom line.

Liang Qu walked out of the quiet room, softness sticking to his back, a pair of plain hands wrapped around his neck, whispering softly.

"Liang Great Philosopher truly has great poetic talent, taking advantage of the moonlight tonight, writing five handed-down poems for the mother frog in one breath."

"They are all copied." Liang Qu was honest, confessing for leniency, "I am unwilling to use fake talent to deceive the husband-philosopher, so I never write them."

Long Eying had long guessed it, just didn't quite understand: "Such good poems, just one could be famous for history,"

"Why have I never heard of them?"

"Hey, this is my greatness! Wonderful and unspeakable." Liang Qu held his head high.

Qi Eying chuckled. She pulled Liang Qu's hand to the leg room, sat sideways on the table, crossed her legs, spread out the paper, pressed the paperweight, and placed the wolf-hair brush on the ceramic brush rest.

Five fingers pressed down.

"I don't want the copied ones! Write! Can't be worse than those five!"

Fortunately, he left some, didn't let it all out.

Liang Qu secretly rejoiced, picked up the wolf-hair brush and recalled, elbow poking Eying's butt: "Pressed the paper,"

"Husband-philosopher, move over a bit."

"Write!"

Noon.

Bai Chenfeng was blocked on the mountain by several elders and could not appear to intensify the conflict.

The Hantai Bai family was ready in full battle array, from young to old, from the port to the government office, there were Bai family members watching along the way,

wanting to know how the situation was.

The shadow of the sundial moved from the Si hour to the Wu hour, and from the Wu hour to the Wu hour and three quarters.

"Why—· no philosopher?"

Bai Mingzhe tilted his head: "Are you sure you said noon?"

He De-ban was sweating profusely, trying hard to recall: "Patriarch, absolutely true, the subordinate dares to guarantee with his life!"

"Forget it, perhaps Earl Baron Xingyi meant from noon to the end of noon."

The restless crowd returned to calm, continuing to wait.

Treasure ship.

The old toad recited against the wind, the hedgehog below clapped, a sound of croaking.

"Noon and three quarters, aren't we setting off?"

The legs were round, squeezing out soft flesh between the overlaps. Liang Qu lay on Eying's knees, imitating the waist, opened his mouth to eat the orange peeled by hand, and said vaguely: "He said noon, so it's noon. Wouldn't that make Earl Baron Xingyi very faceless?"

"Wasn't it you who said noon?"

"Hmm?" Liang Qu blinked, "Did I say it?"

Qi Eying poked Liang Qu's forehead with her index finger and peeled another orange: "Liang Talent, Great Poem, do you have any poetic inspiration now?"

"Yes, husband, yes." Liang Qu recited casually, "The saber is like water, Wu salt is whiter than snow, slender hands break the new orange, the brocade is warm, the beast smoke is constant—."

The beauty is like jade, fragrant and soft in his arms.

Noon and three quarters moved to the Wei hour and three quarters.

Cold wind whistled, the government office atmosphere was suppressed.

He De-ban was sweating profusely, clearly able to feel the suspicious gazes around him, like needles and thorns, himself like a piece of tender meat frying on an iron plate.

Is it... did he remember wrong?

Liang Qu spoke the Great Shun official language, Southern Zhili dialect. He De-ban had learned it but was not familiar with the imperial court, could listen but not speak smoothly. Is it possible he remembered the pronunciation of some word wrong?

The more he thought, the more he doubted himself, silently reciting the twelve hours in his heart, cold sweat soaking his clothes. Could it be that he didn't say noon, but the Wu hour?

But the Wu hour had already passed. "Let's go." Bai Mingzhe pinched his eyebrows. When the needle passed the time, he turned back, "Earl Baron Xingyi is deliberately like this to disturb our state of mind. No need to wait anymore. If he wants to come, he will come."

He De-ban let out a long breath, then his eyes went black, almost fainting, fortunately, Bai Mingzhe supported him with his hand.

"Hard work, it's not your fault, go back and rest, take a nap."

"Patriarch, I am a witness, what if—"

"Rest assured, if he doesn't come at noon, he will mostly come at night, just rest."

"Understood!"

Night falls.

The nature of the Qi Sea 【Tai Yang】 twisted into 【Tai Yin】, illuminated by the moonlight, surging and expanding.

Dai Eying's cheeks were rosy, her hair tied up.

Liang Qu was shirtless, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, flipping through the copy of the memorial that Qi Eying helped write, browsing it again, and found an accident, pointing to a paragraph.

"'Accompanying demon monk (name left blank) (suspected to be a Northern Court spy).'"

"Eying, this blank, did we not write it?"

Long Eying was startled: "I thought you filled it in."

"I browsed it once and stuffed it directly into the Chishan letter box."

Eying and Liang Qu looked at each other.

This...

"Won't something happen?"

"Forget it, it's fine." Liang Qu waved his hand, "Everything was brought over together, let His Majesty fill it in. If His Majesty fills in A-Gou, then he is called A-Gou. Let's go."

"Go to Hantai Prefecture?"

"No, let's go to the post station first."

End of the Shen hour.

Around eleven o'clock.

The treasure ship split the waves. Before the ship docked, there were observers in the fog, and the rider reported.

After the incident yesterday, the Bai family immediately intercepted and blocked all ships coming and going in the entire Hantai Prefecture port, no need to identify.

As long as a ship docks, it must be Earl Baron Xingyi!

Splash.

The news was reported layer by layer, countless people gathered their spirits, like muscles that had just woken up in the morning and hadn't recovered their strength, constantly twisting and recovering.

"One noon, one midnight—" Bai Mingzhe pinched his eyebrows.

The news Liang Qu gave and his actual actions were completely reversed.

They hadn't dared to sleep since last night, dragging themselves until noon; now, many had just lain down only to be called up again, listless and drained.

the other side was at a great advantage in terms of rhythm.

Bai Mingzhe tidied up, washed simply, and went to greet him with his confidants, receiving news constantly on the way.

"The one driving the ship is not him, it's a water rat!"

"Water rat?"

"I was seen by a water rat! Hiss, it can use a single-tube 'thousand-mile eye'!"

"Patriarch, Earl Baron Xingyi has disembarked! Three men and one woman, two men are seven feet one or two, the woman is five feet six or seven,

the last man is five feet six or seven, it must be Earl Baron Xingyi and his Commandery Princess wife!

Behind there is a group of demon beasts, the leader is two zhang high, wide—it is two zhang, using a hammer! Behind there is a big crocodile, a toad, the demon beasts did not follow, there is one man who did not follow."

"?"

"Patriarch, Earl Baron Xingyi did not come to the government office, he went to the post station! He sent a letter."

Bai Mingzhe frowned: "What is the content of the letter?"

"Patriarch, it's a memorial!"

The subordinate presented it with both hands.

Bai Mingzhe opened the memorial, reading ten lines at a glance, his pupils dilated.

After sending the "memorial", Liang Qu stepped out of the post station, walked a hundred meters leisurely, and suddenly turned back,

knocking his knuckles on the post station counter.

"I'm not sending it anymore, give the East Han back to me."

The post station clerk was sweating profusely, biting the bullet: "My lord, you are a step late, the letter, the letter has already been sent."

Liang Qu laughed: "In a moment's time, how come I didn't see anyone go out?"

"This—this went through a secret passage."

"I sent an ordinary letter, how could it go through a secret passage? Forget it, where is the secret passage? I am the Great Shun Earl Baron Xingyi, I order you to lead me to check!"

"My lord, although you are Earl Baron Xingyi, you do not have the power—"

"Bold! Where is the East Han!?" Qi Binglin shouted.

Thump.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!" The clerk kowtowed repeatedly.

"What is your name?"

"Bai... Zhenghong—"

"Good, the Bai family stole imperial court secrets, the crime is one degree heavier!"

"Crime is one degree heavier, crime is one degree heavier!"

Bats flew on the beams, screaming.

The post station clerk was stunned, the one behind him gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground: "My lord, it was all my fault, it was my private instruction, if you want to punish, punish me! It was my heart that turned black."

"You two speak official language quite well, better than that He De-ban, very fluent."

The clerk was stunned.

"April 4th, the Bai family stole secrets—"

Little Shen Qi held the charcoal pen, suspended in mid-air, recording the evidence word by word on the booklet.

"No, my lord, no!"

Liang Qu ignored it and turned to go out.

The memorial on Chishan was for the Emperor to see, and this memorial was for the Bai family to see.

With the Bai family's power and means, if he sent it into the post station, it would be guaranteed to appear on the patriarch's desk in the blink of an eye. Usually, it wouldn't be so rough, but time was tight, and there was no time to copy it. Even if it was copied, there was wax on the letter, and forging it would take time.

This is fishing with a straight hook.

Even if the Bai family is clear, it is impossible not to take the bait.

Lice are not itchy when there are many, and debts are not worried when there are many. It is not urgent, just normal sending.

As for the content.

The Holy Emperor who received the memorial knew it was a bluff, and the Bai family who saw the memorial knew it was a bluff, but it worked.

Open cards!

The street was empty, even the cow and horse dung had been cleaned up early.

Red lanterns swayed and collided in the cold wind, tassels flying.

Three people, walking out with the momentum of a thousand troops!

At the end of the government office, Bai Mingzhe led his confidants out, exhaling deeply.

Liang Qu, second-class Earl, fourth-rank Huai River Lang General, this rank was not higher than his, a full three ranks apart, far from being an imperial envoy, but the other side had a special point.

A twenty-two-year-old Perfected Form Jiang Zongshi! No, now he is a twenty-four-year-old Great Jiang Zongshi!

The pressure of an imperial envoy having an accident was not as great as Liang Qu having an accident!

The night was dark.

The street was straight.

Nian Fang looked out from afar.

Just as they were walking within a hundred zhang, thunder exploded in the sky!

Intense, violent, and domineering firelight bloomed from Ice Mirror Mountain, illuminating the white snow, dazzling strong light and true Qi crisscrossing and surging, shaking the accumulated snow.

Rumble.

Vajra held up the sky, avalanches rolled, a meteor burning with raging fire, carrying violence and destruction, fell from the top of the mountain!

"Liang family child, I want you to pay with your life for my grandson!"

Endless anger and sorrow resounded through heaven and earth, shaking the snow dust, and the curtain was pulled up!

Bai Mingzhe's eyebrows jumped.

Liang Qu's eyes were stern.

Heavenly Jiang Zongshi.

Bai Chenfeng!

Since investigating the internal contradictions of the Bai family, and the day Bai Xingwen summoned the Snow Mountain Master, and when he sprinkled the Great River, he had anticipated the situation today!

Yet—·.

"Well come!"

Simple and straightforward!

Saving him from more words!

Raging fire straight, Liang Qu's heart fire suddenly rose. In just an instant, his entire Qi Sea, spirit, and high flesh were all boiling.

Roar!

Muscles and bones stretched, like a tiger roaring in the forest, echoing the mountains. The heart was not small, the disciples were extravagant, relying on the Great Shun and looking at the Snow Mountain, the Bai family's stubborn disease, the source of everything, was precisely this old patriarch who had let go of power for ten years!

Sweeping left and right, Qi Eying and Qi Binglin understood, Liang Qu was not asking the two to help, but to stop Bai Mingzhe from intervening.

Today.

He would come to be this surgical saint.

For the Bai family,

Scraping bone to treat poison! ===== CHAPTER 997 =====