Chapter 64: Death is in vain [Seeking follow-up reading]

The twelve guards of the Beijing Camp were stationed in the east and west suburbs, ten miles away from the capital. The governor's office and the camp officers' garrisons were mostly in the east suburb camp. As peace had only lasted for more than ten years, there were still many soldiers who had fought in major battles. Therefore, the military discipline and style that Wei Mingqi had seen along the way were still good.

"Xifu? How did you from Xifu find our Beijing camp when you were investigating? Which branch of Xifu are you the commander of?" The captain in charge of the checkpoint five miles away from the camp raised his head and spoke to the group of people in an unfriendly tone.

"Enter you——"

"Don't swear."

Wei Mingqi stopped Wang Zaiming and scolded him coldly:
"We are all government servants. Please be careful with your conduct when you are out. Look at me—"

After saying this, he raised his head and smiled at the captain: "This brother."

"you--"

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the captain was hit and spun around on the spot. Before the soldiers from Beijing could react, Wei Mingqi threw something on the ground.

"Take a look, what is this!"

"..."

"The army's powerful crossbows flowed into the capital, and the thieves intended to assassinate the king. Fortunately, my Western Palace sent people to discover the situation and killed the thieves with heavy casualties!"

Wei Mingqi pointed at the captain with puffy cheeks and scolded:
"Now I am here to investigate, but you guys said you couldn't find anything wrong with your Beijing camp. What's the matter? You don't want me to investigate, but let the Imperial Guards arrest you? How many people in your family are there enough to kill?"

Nearby, many Beijing soldiers who had just reacted and were about to draw their swords were suddenly dumbfounded.

Is there a thief with a crossbow who wants to kill the king?

Did the crossbow come from the Beijing camp?
All the soldiers immediately became obedient. After all, no matter what, the crime would not fall on them, the big soldiers. Why would they risk their lives for the officials for just a few taels of silver a month?

Even the captain who was beaten came to his senses, and without caring about the resentment, he folded his arms and said: "My subordinate said something wrong, I will go and ask the superior officer--"

"What are you asking for? Are you trying to tip off?"

Wei Mingqi rode on the West Palace official horse and pointed at the checkpoint: "Move it away. We will go to the army to investigate. The result has nothing to do with you."

"Yes--"

"..."

After passing the checkpoint, Wang Zaiming came up immediately with a look of admiration on his face: "Dragon Chief, after all, you are educated and know how to bully people by putting accusations on them. Compared to you, I am just a peasant."

Wei Mingqi lectured him with a stern face: "What do you mean by putting a big hat on me? If they dare to kill the messenger with a crossbow today, they will dare to shoot arrows at Yangrong Palace tomorrow. It was our brothers who risked their lives to prevent it. I dare to say this even if I go to Chengtian Palace."

"..."

Wang Zaiming hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "I will change my confession later."

"Ruzi can be taught."

Wei Mingqi never hesitates to praise his subordinates who take the initiative to learn.

Wang Zaiming was a little worried again: "The little lieutenants under the Beijing camp are so unruly. If we continue to investigate like this, what if we have a conflict with the officials and they send troops to surround us..."

"Don't worry."

Wei Mingqi said in a comforting tone: "Anyway, I will definitely get away. If something really happens to you, I will help you get revenge."

"...Dragon Head, I am the only one left in my Wang family."

"It's okay. If anything goes wrong, I will find an orphan to inherit your Wang family's incense."

"..."

Blah blah blah!

"Big! Big! Big! Big -"

"oops!"

Inside the tent filled with smoke, the young man took a long drag on his cigarette with a gloomy face, then took out a few golden beans from his waist and paid:
"Damn it! I lost half a year's salary in just five or six rounds! I've fed you well."

"Hey, the general is sympathetic to our hardship." "Yes, there is no need to complain. If you let a little slip through your fingers, we will never win all the money in our lifetime."

The man snorted twice, and stretched out his hand impatiently: "Give me the sieve, and bet on it quickly."

wow-

"Big! Big! Give me a big--"

The sieve cup is opened, one, three, four o'clock, small.

Snapped!
The man slammed the sieve on the table and angrily cursed, "Seven small ones? This really makes you chase the long dragon."

There was another burst of laughter in front of me.

After a short break, the bearded man stroked his chin and looked to the side: "Have you arranged to invite the people from the Mighty Camp to come out for dinner?"

"No, there was no news after the invitation was sent."

"Damn it, they are so ungrateful. These fatherless and motherless people don't know any manners. Sooner or later, my grandfather will have to remove them from their posts."

Seeing the man's depressed face, the subordinate next to him immediately complimented him:
"In two years, the general will be able to handle them by himself. It's just that you are young now, and the Holy Queen is still thinking about training you. The general does not need to be anxious. In the whole world, who can compare with you in terms of family background?"

"..."

The man's lips curled, and then he urged: "We have to talk to Xu Jiabao and give me the regular money for pocket money, otherwise our camp will purchase equipment from other places in the future. Guanzhong doesn't need their company."

"Yes--"

As soon as he responded, the curtain door of the tent was suddenly opened from the outside, and then a subordinate hurried over and said, "General, I don't know how Wei Mingqi from the West Palace came to the camp!"

"Wei Mingqi?"

The man was stunned. Before he could remember, someone beside him exclaimed, "Is it Wei Mingqi who killed Duan Ming and Song Chaozhen and cleaned up the West Mansion from top to bottom?"

"It's him! Our people saw him claiming to be the commander of the Blue Dragon Prison, and somehow he managed to sneak into the camp. There's no news from outside!"

"Wei Mingqi..."

When the man heard what they said, he immediately remembered the news in Beijing some time ago, and subconsciously felt unhappy and confused:
"What is he doing in the camp? When did the West Mansion become so overreaching?"

"It seems to be coming for the weapons."

"ordnance?!"

The man immediately stood up, murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "The armory is such an important place, why did you let him in? There are tens of thousands of people here just to eat dry food!"

The subordinate who came in to report looked aggrieved: "He came in and went straight to the quartermaster. I don't know what he said in private, but he took the man in. The brothers below didn't understand what was going on, so I realized something was wrong and came to you quickly."

"General——"

The people playing cards came over immediately and said indignantly:
"This guy surnamed Wei is here to attack us after he has dealt with the West Palace! Do you want to go find the general?"

"Go find him. This guy who does the dirty work loves to throw dirty water. We can't let him hold it to death."

"..."

"Looking for a shit!"

The man stretched out his hand and said with a cold smile: "Do you think those useless spies from his Western Palace are in our camp? Do you want to kill me? Ha - take my weapons and armor, beat the drums and call for troops! Today I will string him up on the big banner!"

After he said this, the others became hesitant and hesitant.

"General, that man is the commander of the Western Palace after all, and he is a third-rank official."

"Yes, why don't you go over and ask first—"

"A third-rank official is nothing! He's just my henchman!"

The man picked up two bronze maces from the side shelf, his face full of rage:
"Let's go, I want to ask him how he dared to do that. He didn't even check the background of the owner before picking the persimmons! People like this will die in vain!"

(End of this chapter)