Many days have passed since Qin Yuesheng killed the masters sent to him by the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect.
During this period, Liu Xian had been living in fear and trepidation, treading on thin ice. He was afraid that Qin Yuesheng would come to kill him again one day. Without a master to protect him, he would be like a persimmon in his hands, at the mercy of others.
Incense is burning in the copper censer, and the smoke is curling up.
Several women were playing the pipa, guzheng and qin in the house. The tunes were elegant, like the sound of flowing water in the mountains or the best of spring music, which made people feel calmer the more they listened.
Nearby, Liu Xian sat at the table with a sad face, drinking continuously. The maid beside him kept raising the wine jug to refill his wine.
For a moment, there was no other sound in the room except the sound of string music.
Today, Liu Xian's temples are all white, and he frowns more frequently. One can sense that his ambition has faded and he no longer has the same ambition as before.
"Master, a guest has come and wants to see you." At this moment, the butler's voice suddenly came from outside the house.
"No." Liu Xian refused without thinking.
He has been waiting for a piece of news recently and will not accept any interviews unless it is important.
"Master, that man said he was a Yellow Turban. You will definitely want to meet him." The butler added.
Liu Xian's eyes lit up instantly, and his face rarely showed a rosy glow.
"Great! Great! Go and ask that person to come over quickly." Liu Xian said hurriedly.
This time he is really a savior. Liu Xian has not expanded outward in recent times, allowing Cao Mengda and Wu Bao to become famous and powerful in Jiangnan.
It was just because he was waiting for someone, the person sent by the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect.
The last time Qin Yuesheng fought in Yangzhou Prefecture, he killed all the masters sent to him by the Yellow Turbans. Liu Xian, who had fled back to the prefecture, immediately sent someone to the contact point that the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect had told Liu Xian.
Liu Xian had no experts to protect him, so he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only keep a low profile and wait for the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect to send him a new expert.
After waiting for such a long time, this master finally came. Liu Xian was very happy, thinking that he could finally show his prowess in Jiangnan again.
He had clearly explained Qin Yuesheng's strength to the Yellow Turbans before. The master sent by the Yellow Turbans this time should be able to match Qin Yuesheng's strength, or even be better.
Led by the housekeeper, two country men soon came in from outside.
The two men had square faces, small eyes, and dark, rough skin, but they looked very strong and powerful.
But when Liu Xian saw that the two men were wearing straw sandals and there was mud and dirt between their toes and toenails, he couldn't help but frown.
Could this be the master of the Yellow Turbans?
"Master, the two guests have been brought here."
After the butler finished speaking, the two men immediately and politely clasped their fists to Liu Xian and introduced themselves: "Hello, Sir Liu, I am Xiang Gun from Qingzhou."
"Hello, Lord Liu. I am Xiang Bang from Qingzhou."
Liu Xian asked, "Are you two brothers?"
Xiang Gun shook his head and said, "No, we are just relatives. We used to live together in Xiangjia Village, Qingzhou. Later, we were accepted as disciples by the Yellow Turban Immortal Master and taught him skills."
After hearing what he said, Liu Xian felt relieved immediately. These two people were born in poverty. Even though they became disciples of the Yellow Turban Immortal Master and learned a lot of skills, they did not get a set of brocade clothes and jade belts in return. They still appeared in front of people with their usual image. It can be seen that they are single-minded and are not tempted by worldly things. Such people will learn things more attentively and quickly. Could it be that the Yellow Turbans only sent these two people this time?
It is estimated that the strength of the two of them is definitely very strong, far stronger than the more than ten Yellow Turban masters before.
Liu Xian immediately stood up and called a maid to fetch two brand new wine glasses. He personally filled them and handed them to Xiang Gun and Xiang Gang to drink from. "You two have come from afar. As the host, I offer you a toast."
But Xiang Bang and Xiang Gun shook their heads at the same time and resolutely refused, saying, "My lord, I'm sorry, but we are both studying the Dharma with the Immortal Master. The Dharma has taboos. We cannot drink alcohol, women, or be greedy for wealth, silver, housing, or transportation. I hope your lordship will understand that we cannot drink this wine."
Liu Xian was stunned. He had no idea that there was such a rule in the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect. You know, the more than ten Yellow Turban masters who came last time in Yangzhou Prefecture were eating, drinking, having fun, gambling, and doing everything. Why did the two who came this time act like monks?
But Liu Xian didn't care about this little thing. No matter whether you can drink or not, as long as you are strong enough to protect your own life, it's fine.
After arranging accommodation for the two men in his mansion, Liu Xian suddenly felt like a dead tree coming back to life, and he regained his spirits and began the external expansion that had been planned for many days.
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Qin Yuesheng had long known that the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect was secretly supporting Liu Xian.
Liu Xian's forces are located not far to the north of Qingyang City. Even though his current military operations are not as frequent as Cao and Wu's, he is still a thorn in Qin Yuesheng's eyes.
If Yangzhou Prefecture cannot be pacified, Sanhuang and his men will always face the situation of being surrounded by powerful enemies. So Qin Yuesheng planned to revisit his old place and go to Yangzhou Prefecture again to have a chat with Liu Xian.
If you are willing to surrender, you can keep your life.
If they refuse to surrender, just destroy them directly.
By then, the Three Yellows will lead their troops to station in Yangzhou, a famous city in the south of the Yangtze River.
Qin Yuesheng, who was carrying a double-pronged fork of the ancient gods on his back, was undoubtedly very eye-catching in the crowd. Even though he had changed his appearance slightly, he was still handsome and unusual in appearance, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.
It really makes women's hearts flutter and men grit their teeth.
"Hey! Have you paid the entrance fee?" A soldier guarding the city blocked Qin Yuesheng's way with his spear and shouted.
"No."
"Then pay it quickly, one tael of silver."
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