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Chapter 23 Eat a hundred meals, from now on the beggars

"My lord, there's a letter from the Sheriff's Mansion."

Cui Ming was sipping tea leisurely, when he heard the words, he was not in a hurry to read the letter, but said: "Sit down, this is the tea brought back from the Zixia Sect by my son's trustee, it is fragrant and moistens the throat, it is a rare treasure .”

The master did not refuse, he has been with Cui Ming for more than ten years, and he is Cui Ming's confidant.

He knew many things about Cui Ming, including the news about relics in exchange for a chance to be transferred outside.

"Thank you sir."

The master took the teacup Cui Ming handed over with both hands, and a fresh fragrance came to his nostrils.

After taking a sip, he couldn't help admiring: "Good tea, Young Master Cui Jin is really filial. He knows that you love tea, so he specially asked someone to bring good tea back."

Cui Ming shook his head and laughed when he heard the words: "He, he does have filial piety, but he sent me tea back just incidentally. It was mainly because of one thing. He wrote to me and told me in advance so that I could be prepared."

"I don't know what it is that made Master Cui Jin so interested?"

"It's news that a mausoleum was born."

Cui Ming thought of the contents of the letter, and couldn't help but feel a little headache, "It is said that the mausoleum of the Marquis of Yang was born, and all the major sects nearby have received the news, and will send many people to investigate the situation, and the Zixia Sect will also come. "

"At that time, we will have a lot of martial arts people here, and all of them are from the sect. It will definitely cause chaos in the city for a while."

"The recent period is the date of the assessment, and it may lower my evaluation at that time, alas!"

It has been nearly three hundred years since the founding of the Great Yan Kingdom, during which time the major forces have undergone tremendous changes.

From the very beginning, the power of the imperial court had the absolute upper hand, and the various sects bowed their heads, not daring to make mistakes.

Up to now, the power of the imperial court has declined, and the forces of various sects have risen strongly. Only those who have experienced it can understand the magnitude of the changes.

Later generations can only experience the power and influence of the founding of the Great Yan from the classics, or the few words of the predecessors.

The master was a little surprised: "But that Yanghou who set the world together with the founder of the country?"

"That's right, the reason why Yangzhou is called Yangzhou is also because of this Marquis of Yang. Chuanxing County is the hometown of Marquis Yang. It is said that his mausoleum is somewhere in Chuanxing County."

Cui Ming drank the tea in his hand and exhaled foul air, "When will this mausoleum be opened, but at this time, it's really bad luck."

He told Yang Ting, the prefect, about Sun Jian's possession of the relic, just for the opportunity of a foreign transfer, leaving this barren land.

Before the Sun family settled down, another Yanghou Mausoleum came out.

"My lord, this may not be an opportunity to solve troubles."

The master handed the secret letter from the Sheriff's Mansion to Cui Ming, "Your Excellency, please read it first."

Cui Ming opened the envelope and looked at the letter at a glance.

The master asked: "Should it be the one who urged us to cooperate with the action of the Sheriff's Mansion and get rid of the Sun family?"

"As you expected, it is precisely this matter that Yang Ting even threatened me with a transfer opportunity."

Cui Ming put down the letter and frowned slightly, "You said just now that this is an opportunity to solve troubles?"

"That's right, the kid from the Sun family has benefited from the relics, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has practiced kung fu tyrannically. He is no match for ordinary warriors in the Embodied Realm, and we can't do anything to him."

When the master said this, he said with disdain: "Unable to use official power, all Yang Ting can rely on is the bandits from Daheishan and Mr. Mo."

"Among them, the bandits from Daheishan failed to succeed twice, but they suffered heavy losses. The head of the family is still in seclusion and can't get out in a short time. Mr. Mo will not leave the county guard's mansion easily."

"If you want to eradicate the Sun family, you need external help to deal with that kid from the Sun family. If Master Cui Jin returns with his fellow disciples, he can just use a knife to kill someone."

"Wonderful!"

Cui Ming clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Zhongfu, you are indeed my right-hand man!"

"Your Excellency is absurd, I'm just making the best of the situation."

"If Wang Lei had half your intelligence, he wouldn't be scared off by that boy Sun Jue. It's a shame."

Cui Ming paused, and then said: "Go and reply a letter, saying that we have found a way to keep our Governor Yang safe."

"Yes."

……

night.

In an open space, many disciples of the Beggar Clan sat down around the fire, and circled around several times. It was roughly estimated that there were three or four hundred people.

Under the reflection of the fire, the dark faces were full of solemnity.

Chen Qingquan stood by the fire, glanced at the familiar faces, and then said, "Many people must know that the reason why we gathered here tonight is to hold an entrance ceremony for Sun Jian and Sun Jue. help ceremony."

"Everyone, don't create barriers with them just because of their identities. As long as they are brothers of my beggar gang, then everyone is a family."

Chen Qingquan waved to Sun Jian and Sun Jue, and after they walked over, he continued, "These two are Sun Jian and Sun Jue."

Both Sun Jian and Sun Jue were incompatible with the people present in terms of clothing and temperament, even Hong Shaojin was far inferior to them.

It is very difficult for the beggars to truly accept them.

Fortunately, the Sun family father and son did not expect that they would accept him.

After all, even Hong Shaojin was rejected by them, let alone them.

They are just trying to get the name of the beggar gang, and a helping hand.

After the two Sun family members briefly introduced themselves, Chen Qingquan put his hands on the shoulders of the two and told them to turn to the fire.

A black iron pot was hung above the fire, in which were cooking meals begged by disciples of the Beggar Clan.

"The food here is hundreds of rice. After each of you eats a bowl, you will be considered as a member of my beggar gang."

Sun Jue looked at the hodgepodge in the iron pot, and swallowed, not because he wanted to eat, but because he was a little nauseated.

Except for the person who poured the food into the pot, no one else could figure out where the things in it came from.

It may be alms from others, it may be the leftovers in the restaurant, or it may be the residue from the swill bucket...

Chen Qingquan took two bowls, made two bowls of "Baijiafan" from them, and handed them to the two.

"Eat hundreds of meals and become a beggar from now on."

Things have come to this point, and it's too late to back down.

Sun Jue was heartbroken and quickly cleaned up the whole dinner.

The taste was very bad, but after Sun Jue overcame the psychological barrier, he didn't spit it out, it just didn't feel good.

Compared to Sun Jue, Sun Jian was more straightforward.

Seeing that both of them had finished eating, Chen Qingquan said with a smile: "From now on, you two will be disciples of my Beggar Sect, everyone is welcome."

The sound of knocking on bamboo poles rang out neatly, complementing the bonfire.

(End of this chapter)