The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

After doing all this, Li Qingshan closed his eyes and began his cultivation.

Following the instructions of the "Purification White Lotus Mantra," he formed a mudra with both hands and focused his inner vision.

Then, that dazzling and refined white lotus reappeared before Li Qingshan's eyes.

However, this time Li Qingshan did not continue to urge the white lotus.

Instead, he quietly scrutinized Bai Lian, as if he were scrutinizing a prisoner, or an assassin who was about to attack him.

"Qiu Meier, Qiu Meier, what methods have you used on my mind?"

……

The next day, at dawn.

While Wu Ziming was practicing martial arts, Li Qingshan left Shuiyun Pavilion without leaving a trace and placed a letter on the desk of the famous constable Zhang Yunbo.

With Qianqian's help, he did not alert anyone.

However, Li Qingshan was somewhat disappointed after seeing the appearances of the Four Great Constables.

In his mind, the Four Great Constables should be: Ruthless, lean and handsome; Iron Hand, burly and imposing; Life Chaser, weathered and free-spirited; and Cold Blood, young and fierce.

As a result, the four burly border soldiers, with full beards, looked exactly like four roughnecks.

Li Qingshan glanced at it only once before quickly leaving, afraid of disgusting his eyes.

Not long after Li Qingshan left, Zhang Yunbo finally came to his desk, intending to write something.

As soon as he approached, the famous constable became alert, his left hand gripping his sword and his right hand clenching into a fist.

"Who?!"

Unfortunately, apart from the letters buried under the brown inkstone, there was nothing else.

Zhang Yunbo held the letter in his hand and examined it carefully before turning the pages.

The letter, still carrying the scent of ink, contained little but remarkably concise content.

The story is told from the perspective of Li Qingshan, the manager of Shuiyun Pavilion, about his collusion with the Jingshi Sect and his secret plot to seize Lin'an City.

However, after reading the letter, Zhang Yunbo gave a cold laugh, utterly disdainful:

"Do you really think I can't see through your little scheme? No matter how you look at it, the paper and ink are definitely from Shuiyun Pavilion. But that's precisely why it's definitely not Li Qingshan's handwriting."

Moreover, in this vast city of Lin'an, how many people could have placed this envelope on my desk without my knowledge... It seems someone wants to use me as a weapon to destroy Shuiyun Pavilion, or rather, to incite conflict within the Marquis's mansion.

After much deliberation, Zhang Yunbo put the envelope away and then went out to summon the remaining three famous constables to discuss the matter.

……

"White lotus purifies the world, for the world is defiled. All things are born, and all things perish. Between birth and death, there are endless white lotuses..."

While silently reciting the "Purification White Lotus Mantra" in his heart, Li Qingshan flipped through the books about the Purification Sect in front of him.

Although these books do not systematically describe the Pure Land sect, they are able to convey just how terrifying the White Lotus Pure Land sect was back then, even in just a few words.

Li Qingshan even gained some inspiration from the explanations in these books, which enabled him to purify the filth around him and strengthen himself.

Unfortunately, this ability is still somewhat weak and cannot purify the poisons of the world; it can only purify some so-called evil energy and turbid energy.

for a long time.

Closing the book "Travels in the Countryside" in his hand, Li Qingshan said to himself:

"The Four Great Constables should be arriving soon. I wonder if they can help me stir up this turbid water even more."

Qianqian bent down, immersed herself in the sea of ​​books, and replied:

"Master, those four guys arrived around Shuiyun Pavilion a long time ago, but they haven't shown up yet."

It seems they're waiting for someone, and that constable named Zhang Yunbo who delivered your letter today is much stronger, almost reaching the True Qi Realm.

Li Qingshan nodded, then quickly washed up and headed straight for the Marquis's residence.

Since I have no way to get out of this mess, I might as well stir up this water that has finally cleared up a bit more.

Incidentally, let Marquis Changning be a cuckold again, while I experiment on the white lotus stamen once more.

This time, Li Qingshan's target was no longer the young ladies, but the eighth wife, Shen Siqi, who was unknown in the Marquis's mansion and whose status was even lower than that of the ninth wife, Liu Ruyan!

According to rumors, the eighth wife of the Marquis of Changning was from a scholarly family and had close ties with many high-ranking officials in the court.

She was once hailed as the most talented woman in Lin'an City and even had the potential to become a teacher at Tiantong Academy.

Unfortunately, the Eighth Lady ultimately failed to become a teacher at Tiantong Academy. Instead, she married the Marquis of Changning in a grand wedding.

Li Qingshan had the privilege of meeting Shen Siqi, the Eighth Madam, a few times. She was graceful and beautiful, and her looks were second to none.

Moreover, this eighth wife of the Marquis's mansion was like a ripe peach, dripping with water.

……

Hou House.

Inside a side hall in the back garden.

Shen Siqi lay on her side on the bed, holding a notebook in one hand and supporting herself with the other on a pillow.

On the outside of the bed, two eighteen-year-old maids were gently waving their carved fans, bringing some coolness to the eighth lady.

The fragrance of dragon's beard rose gently, enveloping everything in its unique aroma.

A short while later, a servant dressed in black spoke from outside the door.

"His servant Li Qingshan has come to see the young lady, carrying a warrant from her."

Upon hearing this, Shen Siqi, who was flipping through a book, was slightly taken aback. Her graceful figure, which was covered by a light gauze, was slightly revealed at this moment.

"Young Miss? I don't usually have any contact with her, so why did she send a servant to my place?"

Feeling disturbed, Shen Siqi waved her hand with slight annoyance, dismissing the maids around her and closing the curtains.

Then he casually began to give instructions:

"Let that person in. I want to see what this young lady, who usually only cares about herself, wants from me."

Upon entering this side hall, Li Qingshan smelled a sandalwood fragrance, which calmed his mind and stabilized his blood and energy.

In the outside world, sandalwood is considered a treasure for martial arts cultivation.

However, in the Changning Marquis's residence, this item was merely an ordinary object used to calm the mind.

"So you're Li Qingshan? Speak, what are the young lady's orders that made her send a lowly servant like you with her warrant to find me?"

A slightly disdainful voice came from the bed.

Li Qingshan did not face Shen Siqi directly, but through his powerful perception, he still saw a noblewoman with an elegant figure, wearing a thin veil, lying on her side on the bed.

"Madam, have you ever heard of King Chakravartin?"

Li Qingshan raised his head, a hint of white lotus flashing in his eyes.

In an instant.

On the bed, Eighth Madam Shen Siqi was feeling restless and uncomfortable, her thoughts drifting back to her wedding night.

wow...

The curtain was pushed open, and Li Qingshan immediately saw the Eighth Madam, Shen Siqi, with a rosy complexion and a hesitant demeanor.

"Excuse me, madam!"