Chapter 43

In the Great Shuo, there are a few things that cannot be touched.

For example, the Ming Sect, for example, rebellion.

If you touch it, you will die, destroy the whole family, split the earthworms vertically, shake the eggs to disperse the yellow, that kind of destroying the whole family.

The imperial court generally does not deliberately target a certain Jianghu force, unless they have done something out of the ordinary. But the Ming Sect is different, no matter who is in charge, whether they have committed a crime or not, the imperial court's attitude toward it is only one—kill.

No matter how big or strong the Jianghu force is, it is just an entity that can be destroyed. Ten supreme experts cannot stop three thousand iron cavalry.

But the Ming Sect is different, it is a religion, a kind of thought, a thought that seeks outward and has its own methodology.

This is very dangerous.

Red Turbans, Yellow Turbans, Fang La, Sun En, Lu Xun, Xu Hongru... there are too many examples, countless. With so many previous lessons, it's no wonder the imperial court has such an attitude toward the Ming Sect.

Especially the case of Ji Tianrui going to Miao territory fifteen years ago, which was a case that turned the sky upside down.

You, a professional rebel, go to Miao territory to learn witchcraft—what do you want to do?

It's like a dog that can't change eating shit running toward the dry toilet.

What you should be thinking about now is not "catching it in the act", but kicking it in the face before it runs in—this is called legitimate defense.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard almost went south in full force, killed him in Miao territory, and by the way, killed most of the Ming Sect's top management.

Since then, the Ming Sect has gone underground and become a taboo topic in the Great Shuo.

Now that Zuo Lishan's collusion with the Ming Sect came out of the Embroidered Uniform Guard's mouth, Gao Ling knew that what she should be thinking about now is not how to kill Zuo Lishan.

But how to let the disciples of the Mount Taishan Sect live as much as possible.

"Senior... My lord..." Gao Ling said softly.

"Elder Gao, don't be so polite," Li Miao spread his hands: "It's useless to be polite."

"However, you don't have to think of me or the imperial court so badly. I do want to destroy the Mount Taishan Sect, but I also have other calculations. For the people of the Mount Taishan Sect, those who are not involved, I will leave a life for the imperial court to do things."

"As for who can live and who will die... then you have to pray that Zuo Lishan will be safe these few days and pull fewer people to be cushions."

Mei Qinghe heard this in the back and opened her eyes, wanting to speak.

"Hey—" Li Miao had long heard the changes in Mei Qinghe's breathing and heartbeat, knew what she was going to say, and raised his hand to stop her.

"The Five Mountains Sword Sects can't be formed, I'm here anyway, so I'll just rake the grass and hit the rabbits. The remaining four sects that have been mixing with the Mount Taishan Sect all day also have to pay a price."

"If you catch up, you catch up, count your luck as bad."

"The rules for this matter were set in Shuntian Prefecture, and they can't be changed."

Mei Qinghe's eyes darkened, and she didn't speak. Gao Ling also had a heart-dead face.

"Okay, two heroines. Crying faces can't solve any problems, do things well for me, and I can leave a few more lives."

"It's already like this, let's eat first."

It was sunset at this time, and it was meal time. Li Miao stood up, took Gao Ling and Mei Qinghe, and went out to find food.

Li Miao knocked a lot of silver from the Pingshan Guard Commander Xu Siyuan, and now eating is naturally picking good and expensive ones. After staying in Taian City for a few days, he also knew where to find food, and familiarly took the two to a restaurant.

Entering the door, the waiter looked up and recognized this generous guest, and greeted him enthusiastically: "Master, you are here again."

"The private room upstairs is still empty, and the master chef is free now. Still the same, pick some fresh materials of the day, and let the master chef make a dozen or so of his signature hot dishes and five or six cold dishes for you?"

Li Miao laughed: "Sensible." He took out some broken silver from his arms and put it in the waiter's hand.

The waiter was overjoyed, turned around and led the three to the private room to sit down, served some snacks and tea, and busily went to the back kitchen to order dishes.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the private room sank.

Gao Ling was worried about the safety of the Mount Taishan Sect, afraid that Zuo Lishan would do something. Mei Qinghe's internal cultivation method passed down by the sect had hands and feet, and the Huashan Sect was involved in things related to the Ming Sect.

Both of them lowered their heads and remained silent, their emotions low.

Li Miao thought: "Forget it, I'm just a life of eating without anyone to chat with." He had to eat snacks to relieve boredom on his own.

Just at this moment, he heard a noisy sound downstairs, and more than a dozen people came in.

A loud voice said: "Just serve some food according to our number!"

Mei Qinghe heard this person's voice, and her face changed.

Li Miao saw Mei Qinghe's reaction, calculated in his heart, and roughly knew what was going on. He smiled, used his ear skills to listen to the conversation of this group of people downstairs.

These people were noisy and said some nonsense like "good weather" and "tired to death", and only one table with fewer people sat down and started chatting.

A young male voice said: "Master, we are only half an hour away from the Mount Taishan Sect, why wait in Taian City for a night?"

A gray-haired female voice said: "Where is there a visit to the mountain after dark? Visiting after dark is seeking revenge. Walking the Jianghu, you have to follow the rules."

The young male voice said aggrievedly: "Yes, Master."

After a while, he said again: "I don't know where Senior Sister is now, I'm counting on her to stand up for us at the Five Mountains Alliance meeting..."

The gray-haired female voice sighed: "Sigh... I do know what she went to do..."

"I wanted to take her to settle the past after participating in the Five Mountains Alliance meeting, to save her from lack of Jianghu experience and accidents."

"Who knew she couldn't wait and went down the mountain herself."

"Just from the news I heard these few days, she has already done the thing, maybe she has already rushed to join us..."

"It's just this matter... I'm afraid Sect Leader Zuo won't let it go easily, and will use this matter to make an excuse to suppress us again..."

Hearing this, Li Miao already had a bottom in his heart, stood up and said to Mei Qinghe: "Let's go, Little Mei."

"Since we met, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, so introduce me to them."

After saying that, he walked downstairs to that table on his own, Mei Qinghe and Gao Ling followed closely, and walked to the table together.

The owner of the gray-haired female voice looked about fifty years old, with half-white hair, well-maintained, and not many wrinkles on her face. Her waist was straight, her expression was serious, and her long sword was placed on the table, ready to be drawn at any time.

At this time, she looked at Li Miao walking in front of her, frowned, and was about to ask about his intentions, but her peripheral vision swept to Mei Qinghe, and she was stunned.

A young man at the same table stood up and said happily: "Senior Sister! You really came to find us!"

This group of people is exactly the Huashan Sword Sect who came to participate in the Five Mountains Alliance meeting.

The gray-haired woman is the Huashan Sword Sect Leader, Mei Qinghe's master, "White Cloud Sword" Liu Baiyun.

(End of chapter)