It was already late at night in Beiping.
The commoners had long since fallen asleep. Other than the coachmen who were driving the horses, there was almost no one else on the streets.
Even the brothels were deserted at this moment.
In a chaotic night, not many people dared to wander on the streets.
Not to mention Beiping, which had a mix of good and bad forces.
"Bang!"
The sudden dull noise woke up countless sleeping commoners.
People opened the courtyard door sleepily and rubbed their eyes as they looked in the direction of the gunshot.
Desheng Gate, Xiaoshikou Lane.
A few old men with white beards asked suspiciously,
"What was that sound just now?"
"Something hit the wall?”
"It can't be a gunshot, right?"
"Beiping is at war again? Who and who?"
"Which idiot dares to cause trouble in the Young Marshal's Beiping City?!”
The young marshal of the New Moon Hotel, who killed three evils in a day, had a good reputation among the common people.
If anyone in Beiping dared to make things difficult for the Young Marshal, the commoners would not be willing.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
After a short period of silence, gunshots rang out and cars roared!
This time, the few old men woke up!
"It was a gunshot!"
"Aiyo, quickly go back and hide! Beiping is going to war again!"
The rise and fall of the world, the rise of the people suffer, the fall of the people suffer.
The people in this chaotic world were trembling all day long, as if they were walking on thin ice.
He had thought that Beiping would be peaceful once the young marshal Zhang Xuebing came.
However, gunshots rang out again in Beiping City!
People thought that some warlord had come to attack Beiping.
The commoners waited in fear for the entire night.
However, he realized that the gunshot only rang a few times before it stopped.
With their hearts full of doubts, the people fell asleep nervously.
…………
The next morning.
Outside Desheng Gate, a few soldiers in military uniforms trotted out.
The leader took out a notice and carefully pasted it on the city wall.
He was afraid that the notice would be torn a little.
When the passers-by saw the notice, they thought of the gunshots from last night.
In less than a moment, the entire Desheng Gate was surrounded.
The illiterate person was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat.
"What instructions does Lord Major have?"
"What happened to the gunshot last night?”
Those who could read narrowed their eyes and read the notice word by word:
"Beiping garrison Ding Maoshan colluded with the enemy and wanted to put the people in danger. He was executed on the spot by the young marshal yesterday.”
Hearing this, the commoners widened their eyes.
Brigadier Ding Maoshan had committed all kinds of crimes in Beiping, kidnapping women and imposing heavy taxes!
It made the people of Beijing suffer! Cries of complaint could be heard everywhere!
The resentment of the people had long surged to the heavens.
Now, the Young Marshal was actually helping the people get rid of evil!
Shoot this damn warlord!
The commoners could not believe their ears.
A white-bearded old man squeezed out of the crowd.
Before the Republic of China, he was still a sergeant in Beiping and had a lot of prestige in the hearts of the people.
The old man narrowed his muddled eyes and asked loudly,"
"Little General, was what that young man said true?”
"Is Ding Maoshan really dead?"
"He was executed on the spot by the Young Marshal?”
The soldier who came to put up the notice said with a very serious expression,
"That's right!"
"Ding Maoshan is colluding with the Northwest Warlord Feng Yuxiang and wants to attack Beiping at night!”
"Fortunately, our marshal saw through it in advance. Not only did he wipe out Feng Yuxiang's army!”
"He even executed Ding Maoshan on the spot in his residence!”
When the commoners heard this, they cried tears of joy!
Beiping has suffered from these bad warlords for a long time!
The previous warlord had been defeated, but the new warlord was still bullying the people!
After being exploited, the commoners did not even have a little bit of surplus food in their hands.
If Feng Yuxiang were to attack Beijing, it would be another nightmare!
Of all the warlords in the world, there was only one who could sympathize with the people like the Young Marshal!
The old man was so excited that he paced his walking stick.
He said in a trembling voice,"
"Thank you, Lord Major!"
"We will never forget the great kindness of Lord Major!”
"If it wasn't for the Young Marshal's insight and seeing through Ding Maoshan's scheme!”
"How many people died last night?”
"Lord Major saved our lives!”
"He even killed Ding Maoshan for the sake of the people!”
"First, we got rid of the three evils in one day at the New Moon Hotel!”
"And now, Ding Maoshan has been eliminated!"
"Major…"
The excited old man choked.
Two lines of tears fell from his eyes.
He choked on his sobs and found it hard to say the next words.
The news of Ding Maoshan's execution spread like wildfire in Beiping.
Streets and alleys, teahouses and elegant houses.
Everyone was discussing this matter.
Ding Maoshan's death shook the entire Beiping City!
………………
Old Nine Sects.
Lord Zhang gave a death order.
He had to treat Yue Qiluo completely, and the wounds on her body couldn't leave any scars.
Because Yue Qiluo was going to give it to the young marshal.
Yue Qiluo, who was injured, was like a vegetable that had been eaten by worms.
Zhang Qishan did not want to ruin the young marshal's mood because of him!
The heavy burden of treating Yue Qiluo fell on Old Dog Wu, Ninth Master Xie, and Qi Tiezui.
Old Dog Wu was an expert in dealing with gunshot wounds.
He quickly took out the bullet and bandaged Yue Qiluo's legs.
He looked at Yue Qiluo, whose face was pale from the loss of blood.
Old Dog Wu and the other two couldn't wait.
They all wanted to know which sect Yue Qiluo came from.
Yue Qiluo's Mechanical Puppet Technique was definitely passed down by the Tomb Traps Master.
Old Dog Wu had treated Yue Qiluo, so he decided to attack first.
Pouring a cup of hot tea on the table, Old Dog Wu said,
"Miss Damask, drink some hot tea to moisten your throat. You haven't had any water since you came here.”
Yue Qiluo was unmoved.
Seeing this, Old Dog Wu decided to beat around the bush.
"Those paper people that Young Lady uses are really formidable.”
"It's an eye-opener for us.”
"What spell did you use?”
Yue Qiluo saw that the three of them wanted to know about the puppet technique. She frowned slightly and turned her head away, ignoring them.
No. 8 adjusted his glasses and said,"
"We are the old nine sects, and we specialize in opening tombs.”
"But we didn't enter the tomb to earn money from the dead.”
"Instead, they are using the funerary objects of their predecessors to replace military expenses and subsidize military expenses.”
"As you can see, the Young Marshal is considerate of the people and is their savior.”
"In order to save more people, we need to know who your puppeteer is.”
Yue Qiluo sneered and said disdainfully,"
"You make it sound so dignified. Aren't they just grave robbers?”
"My master, I have no comment!"
………………
Just as Old Dog Wu and the other two were about to pry Yue Qiluo's secret out…
Zhang Qi Shan had already arranged for people to send Brigade Commander Ding's most beautiful concubine to the east wing of the Young Marshal's Mansion.
At the Young Marshal's Manor.
Zhang Xuebing pushed open the door to the east wing.
He saw a graceful figure standing behind the green curtain.
Her faintly discernible waist was really seductive.
When Ding Maoshan's concubine saw the young marshal arrive.
She bowed and said in a delicate voice,
"This concubine, Little Phoenix Goddess, greets the young marshal…"
Little Phoenix Goddess?
The corners of the young marshal's mouth curled up slightly as he pulled the beauty into his arms…
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