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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Submissions

When Luochuan and his Lijun Light Cavalry returned to Shoutong City, the incident of their battle against the demon clan had not yet spread.

When Luochuan woke up the next day, it was noon. When he got up, he realized that the army camp was extremely excited, and he knew that the news of that battle had spread.

At this time, Zhao Wuji sent troops north to Xingcheng to rescue Zheng Cang and the army was about to return, and things went smoother than Zhao Wuji imagined. I think even if he had not sent troops this time, with the cautious attitude of the lord general of Xingcheng, he would not have been foolish after Meng Xiaotian was defeated and returned to the south.

When the army heading north returned, Luochuan and Zhao Wuji had already finalized the defense of Shou Tongcheng, and explained it. After waiting for one night, the next day, the army set out, and the two of them returned to Tongcang City with the army north.

The lord of Tongcang City, Chen Shaoxiong, could only lie on the bed, but his injuries were already under control. Luochuan and Zhao Wuji simply completed a military agreement in front of his bed, and explained it clearly to Chen Shaoxiong and several of his commanders in person. They also told several commanders to take good care of Chen Shaoxiong before leaving and continued to go west with the army without any delay.

When they passed Tianmen Mountain Pass and arrived in Ganyuan, the army became much more excited. They were not just returning in triumph. In these days, the front line news frequently spread frequently in the northern part of the county. People in various places had already known the situation of the front line. Now that the army was returning, the merchants along the way spontaneously welcomed each other. The scene was that Luochuan, a person who could never regard Lijun as his hometown, had a little warmth in his heart.

The infantry army returned to the Ganyuan Army camp, and Luochuan, Zhao Wuji and others followed the Lijun Light Cavalry to continue south along with the Lijun Light Cavalry. When they reached Ganyuan City, they realized what kind of momentum the Ganyuan powerful people had created here.

Countless people crowded on both sides of the official road outside the city and shouted at the cavalry strong army. A fanatical atmosphere came to the face, almost to the point where the soldiers who were deploying defenses along both sides of the official road could not stop it. When they got closer, some people took the lead. The people on both sides of the official road knelt down again. The dense heads made Luo Chuan feel shocked, thinking that they had come to Ganyuan before but did not expect that there were so many people in the city.

At the gate of the city were a group of officials from Ganyuan and the officials of the major families of powerful families. From a distance, Luo Chuan, who was riding on a horse, had already seen the fat figure in rich clothes in front of the crowd. He smiled at Zhao Wuji beside him and said, "Uncle Zhao, look, does our General Han look more like the guards of Ganyuan County? How can we stand with the elderly from the powerful families? How can we see and be harmonious?"

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly, "How can you see someone right from the way you look?"

"Yes," Luo Chuan smiled and reached out to tidy up the collar. Today, he and Zhao Wuji, Jiang Bo and others did not wear armor, but were wearing loose but thick clothes. They were a little uncomfortable for a moment. I don't know how many times he pulled the collar along the way. "Can Uncle Zhao, the governor of Ganyuan County next to him recognize it?"

"Of course I believe that the second generation of the Ganyuan Lu family is now alive, and he is outstanding. Both the government and the people are outstanding. When the old prefect was there, he valued him very much. He was originally expected to enter the court to be an important official," Zhao Wuji shook his head and said, "He used to be a county magistrate in Taiming. Even those who are stingy and kind-hearted would say that he is good. I think it is indeed a bit outstanding."

"Oh," Luo Chuan nodded.

As the army approached the city gate, the powerful officials fell down one after another, shouting, "Welcome to the prefect."

Luo Chuan didn't put on any airs, and turned over and got off the horse and helped Han Feng up himself, and then said to the powerful and powerful old men, "All sir, please get up. If you are not angry today, you shouldn't have to let you elders wait for me at the gate of the city."

This sentence made these officials and powerful officials dare not even shout.

Luo Chuan asked a few more polite words to everyone and then pulled Han Fengdang to the city first, asking, "How about General Han? Is Gan Yuan still a habit of living? Have the family settled?" Before Han Feng could reply, he said apologetically, "Since you were beaten into my county, I have been busy running around. Originally, these things should be asked about them myself."

Han Feng was immediately so scared that he knelt down but was pulled up by Luo Chuan. He bent down and saluted, "Han Feng is just the prefect who surrenders. If he can get the prefect's care, if he is so kind and virtue, I really don't know how to repay you!"

"General Han said this. Isn't guarding this Ganyuan for the prefect is the best reward?" Zhao Wuji, who was walking beside Luo Chuan, said.

"Yes, yes, what General Zhao taught me is that Han Feng's words are rude," Han Feng immediately bent down and bowed to Zhao Wuji.

Luo Chuan waved his hand and said, "It's all a family, I'll see you when I say these words." He looked back and looked at a middle-aged man who was always following Han Feng, who was also obese but fair and clean without any beard. "Mr. Lu, General Han is new to Ganyuan and is not familiar with the place. If he has any difficulties, please help me more. He must let the Han clan take root safely so that General Han can expand his territory without any worries."

The fat man was not flattering, and just bent down and bowed and said, "Lu Congjin obeyed the prefect's order and would definitely assist General Han in his family to settle down in Ganyuan as soon as possible."

Luo Chuan nodded to him and said to Han Feng, "I can rest a little when I return to Licheng this time. Now the war in the north has come to an end. The court always needs some rewards. At that time, I will discuss with them to find a good piece of land in this Ganyuan. The land in this Ganyuan is fertile and the climate is good. There has been no war for hundreds of thousands of years. Now it is the core mainland of my Lijun. It is worth investing in building a fort. With such a fort, the stability of hundreds of thousands of years will be a certainty."

Han Feng burst into tears of gratitude again.

The group went to a spacious courtyard not far from the city gate. The pavilions and towers were quite elegant. When they asked, they found out that the owner was the Lü family. There were several large tables of banquets in the main courtyard. Luo Chuan sat on the main table on the left. Zhao Wuji, Luo Jiang and other military generals lined down. On the right were Han Feng, Lu Cong and other Ganyuan officials, as well as Dou, Zhou, Chen, Xie, Yan, Gongsun and other powerful families. On the right were the tables on the right, and Niu Deyi and other Taoist scholars were placed alone. It can be seen that Lu Cong had done his homework.

A banquet, the guests and hosts enjoy all their fun.

Especially the old man Xie Kunpeng, who was toasted by Luochuan himself, was still not talking too much, but his face looked radiant as if he was a little naughty and a few years younger.

When the officials, including Lu Cong, the master, dispersed one after another, the courtyard became the temporary foothold for Luochuan and his party. Until now, the old and long-bearded Taoist who sat on the first table on the right, who had been eating quietly like his brothers, stretched out his big waist and turned his head to Luochuan and said, "Sir, it's not easy for you."

Luo Chuan laughed silently, but saw that Niu Deyi had already slapped the old Taoist on the head, and then greeted Luo Chuan and took Qin Wansong and a group of Wangchuan sword cultivators with their attendants to their residence in the backyard.

The young woman turned her head and looked at Luo Chuan, got up and left.

In the huge courtyard, only Luo Chuan, Zhao Wuji, Luo Jiang, and Siqi were left.

Luo Chuan, who was a little drunk, turned his head and asked Zhao Wuji, "Uncle Zhao, do you think these powerful people in Ganyuan are... a little obedient?"
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