C88 Entering the city little xia save gamblers

On the second day, Mo Jingtian got up early and left. old beggar also stood up and headed towards the Pingping City.

Just after noon, Mo Jingtian arrived at the capital.

The streets of the capital were naturally bustling with activity.

When Mo Jingtian first entered the capital, he did not recognize the road and could only lead his horse around. Just as he was messing around, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the street. Two Jinyiwei s walked through the street, extremely anxious, not caring about the passersby, just that he did not know where they were going.

Inside the Forbidden City, inside the Main Hall of the Qian Qing Palace, they saw the Emperor Yongle, Zhu Di, sitting upright behind a Dragon Book table. The old eunuch, Honorable Eunuch, served him by the side, while the Jinyiwei, who was kneeling in front of him, commanded the envoy, Yao Han.

"Reporting to Your Majesty." Yao Han said: "There has been news recently that the grandson of the former 'Sword Crafting Immortal' Mo Wen Tang has just entered the martial arts world and wants to emphasize the establishment of the Sword Crafting Villa. Furthermore, it is said that the《 Sword Casting Meridian s》 is in his hands."

"Oh, there's actually such a thing?" Zhu Di said: "Get up and tell us, where did this news come from?"

Only then did Yao Han dare to stand up. He replied, "Long live the Brightmoon Restaurant. The news spread to the martial arts world." Yao Han replied.

Zhu Di put down the writing brush in his hand, stood up and paced around the hall. Then, he asked Yao Han: "Do you know where Mo Jingtian is now?"

"Long live, this humble subject does not know!" Yao Han replied.

"Go, send word to us, order all officials of the Palace, no matter who it is, must bring Mo Jingtian into the Imperial Palace, we want to summon him." Zhu Di said.

"Yes, this humble subject accepts the order." Yao Han said. "Long live your humble servant, I have something else to tell you."

"Speak." Zhu Di said.

"Long live, ever since you called for Gui Hou at the great hall that day, I don't know why, but in the recent days, the rich in the north have not been robbed. Long live, what do you think?" Yao Han said.

"That's a good thing." Zhu Di said. Just as he finished speaking, he heard a young eunuch outside kneel to greet him and say: "Long live the performance. Manager Zhou requests an audience."

"Let him in!" Zhu Di said.

The eunuch answered and left. After a while, he saw a blue-clothed eunuch walk in. It was the eunuch who delivered the decree to him, Chief Eunuch Zhou, back in Hangzhou.

Manager Zhou knelt on the ground. After seeing him for ten thousand years, Zhu Di asked: "Director Zhou, how is the decree that I asked you to pass on? Then, did Brightmoon Restaurant receive it? "

Chief Steward Zhou hastily replied, "Long live the cause. This criminal official is incapable, Brightmoon Restaurant has not received the decree."

"I understand. You can leave now!" Zhu Di said.

Only then did Director Zhou step out of the hall.

"Long live, this Brightmoon Restaurant dares to be so bold! "Long live, may this humble subject bring you to Hangzhou to remove the name of the Brightmoon Restaurant and the martial arts world from your list." Yao Han said.

"Don't worry, allow me to consider." Zhu Di said. He leaned back in the dragon throne and closed his eyes. After thinking for a while, he finally said, "This matter is not good enough." I will give you the royal decree: you are to immediately head to the Brightmoon Restaurant and bring along the five hundred Jinyiwei s. Remember, the priority is to intimidate. You can come back after you have passed down the orders. "

After he finished speaking, he raised the writing brush in his hand, while the Honorable Eunuch studied the ink at the side, sneaking a glance at it from time to time.

Not long after, Zhu Di drew out an order and used the jade seal to cover it, and handed it over to the Honorable Eunuch.

Seeing that, Yao Han anxiously knelt down, received it with both hands, and then left.

After Yao Han withdrew, Zhu Di rubbed his eyes, then said to his father-in-law: "We are a little tired, you go and pass along our orders, no one should disturb us."

The Honorable Eunuch immediately agreed, then told Zhu Di to help him up as he walked into the inner palace.

After that, Zhu Di laid on the dragon bed to rest, while Honorable Eunuch left and waited outside.

However, Mo Jingtian was currently in the capital, not knowing where to go. He thought for a moment, and could only inquire.

Right at this moment, they heard a commotion in front of them. Looking forward, not far away, there were roughly thirty or so, and they could vaguely see a square flag with the word 'gamble' written on it. It seemed like it was a gambling den, and the gambling house was naturally very noisy.

However, from within the gambling house, a young boy dressed in white came running out from the street in a flurry. He pushed everyone around and occasionally said, "Give way, give way." A few people chased after him.

But when he was in front of Mo Jingtian, perhaps because he was running away, he did not see him and instantly pounced into his arms.

Mo Jingtian thought that he was a gambler who had owed a debt, and hugged him. The man struggled but did not escape, raising his head to look, see Mo Jingtian, laughing, his face like a blossoming peach flower, he held onto his arm tightly, no longer running.

Seeing that it was him, Mo Jingtian smiled and allowed him to hide behind him.

A few people behind him pushed their way through the crowd and caught up with them. When they got there, one of them said, "What do you want to bet on? You can't even think of escaping after losing! "

The person behind Mo Jingtian stuck his head out, made a face, and stuck out his tongue.

The other man looked at Mo Jingtian and sized him up, then asked: "Who are you to him?"

Mo Jingtian smiled and said: "He's my friend."

When the man heard Mo Jingtian say that he was his friend, he quickly extended his hand out, and the rest of them stood behind the two. When the people on the street saw this, they hastily avoided him.

Mo Jingtian snickered in his heart, but this friend of his already owed a lot to him, so he asked: "How much?"

"Five hundred silvers!" the man said.

"How much?" After Mo Jingtian heard this, he stared at the man with wide eyes.

The man saw that Mo Jingtian was carrying a cold sword on his back, and his eyes were wide open. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hands, made a gesture, and said while trembling, "Five, five hundred liang."

Mo Jingtian looked back at the person behind him, but he put on an innocent look.

Mo Jingtian felt helpless, and could only touch his chest, but all the way here, he did not have much silver left, so how could he possibly have that much?

He pretended to take out some silver from his bosom and secretly turned his head to wink at the man, then pulled his hand and ran forward. The horse was also surprised, it roared and anxiously followed along, while Mo Jingtian bellowed: "Get out of the way!"

The person in front had long heard the horse howl, and turned around. Mo Jingtian's loud roar naturally startled everyone, and upon seeing it, they quickly moved to the sides. The people at the sides of the road, the people selling vegetables, meat and cloth were all knocked down by the pedestrians, and even the wine jars were overturned.

The person blocking in front of them, needless to say, seeing that the two wanted to escape, he wanted to stop them, but when he saw that Mo Jingtian had pulled Ma Dong and rushed over, he could only dodge to the side, but was struck by something unknown, and fell onto the ground, pointing at the two of them, he said: "Chase after them!"