Xuanxia

Chapter 332 Struggle

Luoyi, a big prison.

"Master Li, please come this way."

Outside the prison, an official in a royal robe was smiling and extending his hand to lead the way.

Beside him was a military officer with a calm face and an upright posture. He was about fifty or sixty years old, with a long beard and a gorgeous dark gold-colored official uniform embroidered with brocade clouds, sun and moon. He held a long sword in a jade scabbard.

The most important thing is that this person has a thick black jade plate hanging around his waist, with four big characters "Ming Jian Zhi Shi" engraved on it!
This military officer was none other than the commander of the Secret Sword Tower of Mingjian Pavilion and the leader of the secret envoys, Li Jingzhe!
Behind him were two secret envoys from the Mingjian Pavilion. They were also wearing dark gold official uniforms and carrying long swords, but the black jade tokens on their waists were much thinner than Li Jingzhe's, like a small card.

Behind them were some city defense soldiers from the local government, but they did not dare to approach within ten steps of the Mingjian Pavilion secret envoy and could only follow from a distance.

"Master Prefect."

Li Jingzhe looked at the dark dungeon entrance, suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice: "There is someone else's presence here... Didn't I send a message to order that no one is allowed to visit or interrogate Ashina Manar before the Mingjian Pavilion arrives?"

The prefect's forehead was covered with sweat, and he forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, Lord Li, they didn't visit..."

"them?"

Li Jingzhe frowned and looked over: "More than one?"

The prefect quickly explained, "Sir Li, please allow me to explain. Mannar is imprisoned here. Apart from the doctors and jailers hired by our government who stay with him all the time, no one else can see him, not even me."

"But there are two people...who come here every day to wait for Mannar to wake up."

He whispered a name softly.

"One is the Northern Frontier general, General Ning Wushu Ning."

Hearing this name, Li Jingzhe raised his eyebrows and coughed dryly: "So it's Er... It's her. Manar's identity is involved in the Northern Barbarian War. The Northern Barbarian Army's book spy was also captured by General Ning. It's reasonable for her to come here."

The prefect breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It's great that Lord Li can understand. As for the other person..."

He lowered his voice and said, "It's the prince of Xishuo, Zhao Hao."

Li Jingzhe raised his eyebrows again and said in a voice that only he could hear: "So it was him... No wonder I smelled a disgusting smell."

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Prince Zhao, are you in prison now?"

"Yes."

The prefect said softly, "Prince Zhao is just like General Ning. He will come back to life every day to wait for Mannar to wake up."

"Yes, I understand." Li Jingzhe said in a deep voice: "You can go back now. I will go down by myself."

The prefect did not dare to utter a word of objection. He murmured "yes" and immediately turned and left, taking with him the soldiers who were guarding the city.

"You two."

Li Jingzhe said to the two secret envoys of Mingjian Pavilion behind him, "Stay here. No one can enter without my order."

"Yes."

The two secret envoys did not respond loudly, but just nodded slightly.

Then, Li Jingzhe, holding the hilt of the knife, slowly stepped into the dark and deep dungeon stairs.

Although this place is also called the big prison, it is not the prison where ordinary villains are usually imprisoned in Luoyi. Those ordinary prisons are not far from the gate of the yamen to facilitate officials to open court for interrogation.

However, this prison is located in a relatively remote place in Luoyi City. A hundred steps away is the camp of the Luoyi City garrison soldiers. Usually, only the most vicious and cruel criminals who must be killed are imprisoned here. Even the jailer was a powerful master in the past.

Torches flickered in the corridor. When the jailers saw Li Jingzhe, they all bowed their bodies to the extreme and dared not even look at him for longer than a second.

But Li Jingzhe's gaze was not on them.

His calm but bright eyes were cast at the young man in plain clothes who was sitting at the end of the corridor, with his legs crossed and throwing peanuts into his mouth.

That was Zhao Hao.

When Li Jingzhe looked at him, he happened to turn his head and glanced at him.

"Yo."

Zhao Hao grinned: "Isn't this Lord Li Jingzhe? He has come all the way from the capital, and he is very concerned about us." Li Jingzhe raised the corners of his mouth, with an unspeakable smile, whether cold or playful. He strode through the corridor, came to the table, took off his long sword, sat down opposite Zhao Hao, and slapped the sword on the table.

"Prince Zhao Hao."

His eyes were calm and he smiled: "Why did you come to this stinking prison to have fun?"

Zhao Hao curled his lips and said, "Let's not play dumb - Lord Li, the reason why Mannar came to Luoyi was because I, the young master, had the Murong siblings spread the news and lured him here."

"During the time he was in Luoyi, I and a few friends kept a close eye on him and didn't let him do anything out of the ordinary."

"Half a month ago, we fought a fierce battle, drove away the soul clone of the Northern Barbarian Great Shaman, and captured this Northern Barbarian little prince."

As he spoke, he picked up another peanut and played with it between his fingers.

The tiny peanuts were spinning between his fingers, looking very pretty.

But when he said this, he suddenly raised his little finger and let the peanuts spin on his fingertips, and said with a smile: "In these days, we haven't seen the secret envoy of Mingjian Pavilion, let alone you, Lord Li, taking action against the Great Shaman of Beiyi."

The way Zhao Hao played with the peanuts, and the look on his face when he said this, made it seem like he was giving Li Jingzhe the little finger.

Li Jingzhe's expression darkened for a moment, but he soon calmed down and smiled again: "The Murong siblings are from the underworld, and the source of the intelligence they rely on is the underworld organization, Qianfang Baixiaolou."

"Some time ago, the people who tracked down the Northern Barbarians were the Northern Frontier General Ning Wushu and the people he recruited...

"The Sangmen Village battle was fought by the Jianghu organizations, the Wulin Alliance... and other Jianghu people."

"The whole world belongs to the emperor, and people from the Jianghu are also people from Dayan."

He held his sword in his hand and said slowly: "The war in the Northern Barbarians involves the entire Dayan River and Mountains. The affairs of the river and mountains are the affairs of the emperor; the affairs of the emperor are the affairs of the Mingjian Pavilion."

As he spoke, Li Jingzhe turned his gaze to the peanut spinning on Zhao Hao's little finger, and said with a deep smile, "As for some idle princes... or princes, they should just focus on playing with crickets and women, and don't show up here."

There was a gleam of light in his eyes, and he did nothing at all, but the peanut was split into two in an instant!
Zhao Hao was startled and withdrew his finger.

His fingertips were not injured, but he felt a slight chill on his skin.

Li Jingzhe, after all, is a strong man in the Cave Heaven Realm. Just a glance at him can reveal the flash of a sinister blade!
"Tsk, Lord Li, you have a really bad temper."

Zhao Hao quickly regained his composure. He smiled teasingly, flicked the ash from the peanuts on his fingertips, and said leisurely, "But that's not what you say. Yes, it was a Jianghu person who solved this matter. The one who provided intelligence and strategies to the Murong siblings was not Xishuo Prince Zhao Hao, but Zhao Hao, a disciple of Qianfang Baixiao Tower."

"but……"

He smiled and said, "It was the prince of Xishuo who called on everyone to go to Sangmen Village to chase the Northern Barbarians. It was also because of the prince's words that the battle took place."

Li Jingzhe frowned.

But this time, before he could speak, Zhao Hao waved his hand and said, "Come on, let's not fight over this credit. It's not something we can fight over. Only one person can decide who Mannar belongs to."

Hearing this, Li Jingzhe's expression became complicated.

"Second Miss." He said helplessly.

Zhao Hao spread his hands and said, "That's right. In the end, it still depends on Sister Wushu."

Just then, there was a commotion outside the dungeon passage.

It seemed that the two secret envoys of Mingjian Pavilion were trying to stop someone, but the people who came scolded them harshly.

Hearing the voice coming from above, Zhao Hao and Li Jingzhe's faces became very interesting.

"No, Master Li?"

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "You didn't leave two secret emissaries and tell them not to let anyone in?"

The veins on Li Jingzhe's forehead twitched slightly.

"They are really brave, aren't they?"

Zhao Hao sighed and said, "You dare to stop even Ning Wushu?"

(End of this chapter)