The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 173 "Four Seasons, Thousand Households"

Zhisheng walked over quickly and saluted with his hands clasped together.

"Sir, please. I am a young disciple. This is my first time going down the mountain. I don't know how high the heaven is or how deep the earth is. Please forgive me if my words offend you."

He was indeed born in Wudang and was well-educated. Even though he was in a high position and was a top master, he was still polite and courteous at this time, without any arrogance.

"Li Miao, come here quickly and apologize!"

At this point, Li Miao came to his senses and raised his eyebrows.

The Taoist name of this young Taoist priest is pronounced the same as his name.

Li Miao was still a little unconvinced. Li Miao appeared inexplicably and after knowing that he was a Wudang disciple, he started to comment on all the Wudang masters. He was very dissatisfied and felt as if there was no one he looked up to.

Li Miao was young and could not bear this. When he saw his backer coming back, he wanted to complain.

But suddenly he saw Li Qing, who was behind Zhisheng, secretly winking at him.

Looking down, Zhisheng was being polite in front, but Liqing's hand was on the hilt of the sword.

Li Miao was suddenly startled.

He rolled his eyes and an expression of aggrieved immediately appeared on his face.

"Yes... Master..."

He stood up and walked towards Zhisheng reluctantly.

He walked to Zhisheng, then quickly hid behind Zhisheng, revealing his head and looking at Li Miao.

Zhi Sheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Miao did not try to stop him and that Li Miao walked behind him again.

Li Miao is not an ordinary disciple. Wudang has spent so many years to find such a good seedling. If something goes wrong, the whole Wudang will be heartbroken.

"Sir, I am a young and ignorant disciple. I am sorry to have made you laugh."

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked for your name yet?"

Zhisheng said.

"Li Miao, commander of the Imperial Guards."

Li Miao said calmly.

Zhisheng frowned and thought for a moment, and was surprised.

"Oh, but the 'Four Seasons Thousand Households' are here in person? I am humble and polite."

"Oh?"

Li Miao raised his eyebrows.

Isn't it "Thousands of people died"?

Could it be that after Lao Qifeng said "Thousands of Dead Households" that day, he saw that he was dissatisfied and mobilized the Beggar Gang disciples to correct his nickname for him?
"How did Taoist Zhisheng know my nickname?"

Li Miao asked curiously.

Seeing that Li Miao looked very interested, Zhisheng also told the story.

"The righteous act that the lord did in Tai'an City that day has spread throughout the martial arts world. However, there are many different opinions. Some say that the lord single-handedly wiped out half of the Ming Cult, while others say that the lord calmed down half of the crazy people in the city with just one palm. Until now, there is no definitive conclusion."

"When the lord first appeared in the martial arts world, the people in the martial arts world were quite curious about him, so they went to Shuntian Prefecture to inquire about him. They got a story from a centurion of the Jinyiwei, and then it spread."

"Yes, you have been guarding the capital for twenty years and have never left the capital. You are the pillar of the Jinyiwei. No matter if they are royal relatives or bandits, as long as you take action, no matter when, they will surrender."

"The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter in Shuntian Prefecture are all decided by adults."

“Hence the name ‘Thousand Households in Four Seasons’.”

"what?"

Li Miao was a little stunned.

How else can his nickname, that he only works four hours a day, be explained?

This is getting more and more outrageous. Do these people in the underworld have any business to do?

but……

Li Miao twirled his fingers.

It sounds better than "Thousands of dead households"... It's also considered progress? Seeing that Li Miao didn't speak for a long time, Zhi Sheng asked again.

"My nephew and I just heard some unusual movements on the mountain road, so we went to investigate and found a group of 38 people. The leader looked like a member of the Yang family, so we guessed they were thieves from the Ming Cult."

"My Lord, are you here for them?"

Seeing that the discussion was getting to the point, Li Miao stopped worrying about his nickname.

"Yes, I have been following this group of thieves all the way here."

"I saw a faint fire here, so I came here to look for him. I thought if he was a Jianghu person, I should chase him away to avoid being discovered and killed by the Mingjiao people. If I come to rescue him, it will alert the enemy."

"I don't want to be a Taoist priest from Wudang."

Zhisheng nodded.

"I see."

"Sir, do you need my help?"

Logically speaking, when the imperial court and the Ming Cult were fighting, Wudang would generally stay out of it and stay out of it.

But, who made the Ming Cult act so brutally during this period?

The massacre in Tai'an, the attack on Shaolin, and Xingchi's death. These three things can be said to have angered the people of the martial arts world. Wudang and Shaolin have been known together for many years, and there is a strong relationship between them. Xingchi is also highly respected. Now that we have encountered this, we naturally have to help.

After all, there was no definite account in the martial arts world of what Li Miao had done in Tai'an City. The people in the martial arts world were used to exaggerating when spreading rumors, so Zhi Sheng also had no definite estimate of Li Miao's martial arts skills.

Zhisheng thought that Li Miao was not sure of defeating the Ming Cult members, so he just followed behind and did not take any action.

So I speak up now out of kindness and with the intention of helping.

After all, he was with Li Miao, so he was afraid of any mishaps, so it was better to have less trouble than more. But if he cooperated with the court, he would not have any worries, and he would not be afraid of the Ming Cult.

Li Miao waved his hand.

"No need."

"I just wanted to see if they had any intention of joining together, thinking of gathering them together before killing them. If I could run into the leader of the Ming Cult, I could kill him together, and it would save me some trouble."

Zhi Shengxin said, what a big tone.

Is Ji Tianrui so easy to kill?
The Shaolin temple gate was breached and Xingchi was beaten to death by Ji Tianrui. Is this a lie?
How good can a "young man" in his early thirties be in martial arts? Could it be that you are used to being a tyrant in the Jinyiwei and are a little arrogant, thinking that the martial arts world is just like this?

Zhisheng was a kind-hearted man, and Li Miao was a good official who saved the people of Tai'an. He didn't want Li Miao to die in vain, so he quickly spoke to persuade him.

"Sir, the Ming Cult is a great sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. There are many masters in the sect, and Ji Tianrui was also a demon who dominated the martial arts world back then. Although I don't know how he faked his death and escaped back then, I'm afraid he will be even more difficult to deal with now."

"And don't be careless."

Li Miao just waved his hand without saying anything, with a look of disdain on his face.

Seeing that Li Miao had made up his mind, Zhisheng thought for a moment and sighed.

"How about this, I'll let my nephew take my disciple back to Wudang, and I'll go with you."

"I am a top-notch person thanks to my master's inheritance. Sir, take me with you. If you run into Ji Tianrui, you will have a helper."

He thought that if he met Ji Tianrui, he would definitely lose. But he was still confident that he could escape with Li Miao.

Not many people in the martial arts world know about the Heaven Realm. Even in big sects like Shaolin and Wudang, only a few people know about it, and Zhisheng doesn't know about it.

He had never fought with Ji Tianrui before, so he only thought that Ji Tianrui was an extremely powerful top. If he knew about the heaven and man, the three roads combined into one, he would probably not be so confident.

Upon hearing this, Li Miao looked Zhisheng up and down, but couldn't help laughing.

Wudang and Shaolin.

These two are indeed righteous sects that have been passed down for many years and emphasize self-cultivation. The few he has met, whether it is Xingchi, Yongjie, Xingxiu, or Zhisheng in front of him, are all good people.

Li Miao stood up.

"That's fine."

"Now that we have arrived in Yuzhou Province, we are not far from Shuntian Prefecture. The Ming Cult will probably wait until we reach Shuntian Prefecture before reuniting to avoid being caught in one fell swoop along the way."

"I won't keep the bait."

"It's better to kill these people tonight."

(End of this chapter)