The night is getting darker.

In the main courtyard, Luo Chuan, Zhao Wuji and Luo Jiang left the banquet and came to a pavilion in a quiet garden in the backyard to sit down.

Siqi went to make tea.

"The moon is bright in my hometown..." Zhao Wuji sighed at the bright moon in the sky, and then went to answer Luo Chuan's previous question on the dinner table, "If you ask obedience, you must know that obedience is actually two things."

"You have led the army of five directions to force Licheng, especially after taking away the Lijun light cavalry. Even if you are stupid, you will understand the meaning of this. Even if you have not entered the Licheng, Lijun, no one dares to be unhappy. If it is unhappy, it will be a dead end. The Lin family of Ganyuan is a clarification," Zhao Wuji pointed to this garden that covers a large area, "Like the owner of this house, who can be foolish in the officialdom for so long? Shun, it is naturally 120,000 yuan."

"But obedience is another matter. After all, you are too young and have grown up with Zhongjing City since childhood. Many people have never heard of a young man like you. Now that he has inherited the position of Lijun Prefect as soon as he appears, he naturally has questions, let alone over the years..." He paused and pointed to a certain direction in the backyard and said, "With his existence, many people in and outside the court and the country have expressed their opinions at the beginning, and some people may have even promised their positions. Now, they have to worry about being settled by you after a while. All kinds of thoughts are normal."

"It was like this. Some things have to be used to take time to slowly pass them over. But who would have expected that once you ascended the throne, you led the army north. Now you not only seized the three warehouses of Yongchang County, but also attacked the Yan family of Anling to the point of being named among the princes, but things are different," Zhao Wuji shook his head and said, "You hold Han Feng high up today, it is like giving everyone the achievements of this Northern Expedition. If you say that ten out of ten people are convinced, I don't know, but if ten out of ten people are afraid, there is probably no problem. Let's ask how many people with such martial arts can count? They can't help but be very awe of you."

Luo Jiang nodded from the side and said, "That's true. Look at their old men, all their old faces are smiling today. How can they see them in the past?"

Zhao Wuji said again, "But obeying this is just Ganyuan. After all, even if he was a court official, he is now enjoying his old age. He can't control the extra things. The people in Licheng are different. They still sit in that position. They can't help but think about it. The wood is so beautiful that the forest wind will destroy it. Now you, the prefect of Lijun, are too popular. Not to mention that after this battle, the southern and southern Yi will hate you to the core. Even Guangjun's attitude is really elusive. If you fight next spring, the north and south fronts, all the prosperity you are watching may turn into smoke in a flash. There are Liu Feixu from Anling County, Meng Xiaotian from Yongchang County, and food and grass reserve issues, etc., each of them is daggers inserted into my Lijun's waist and abdomen. If you cannot handle it one by one, it will still be there."

Luo Chuan nodded calmly, "I chose this road and knew that I was sailing against the current and there was no turning back. It was just a glimmer of hope, but I could only make mistakes every step of the way. If they followed me and were afraid, I could turn the courts and courts in the Lijun into a rope. I don't mind just doing such a role, now Lijun..."

He didn't finish his words.

Because a shadow suddenly appeared beside him, with his back facing him, looking at the high wall opposite the garden.

On the chair beside Luo Jiang, a middle-aged man with a beard wearing a short craftsman's suit suddenly appeared there. He just sat down obliquely, holding a wide and thick battle axe in his hand and cutting his nails. Seeing Luo Chuan's surprised look, the middle-aged man raised his head and smiled at him with a simple smile, revealing his white teeth.

Luo Chuan turned around and looked at the shadow's gaze. He saw three figures standing on the high wall opposite the garden. One of them was burly like a buffalo. Wangchuan sword cultivating Niu Deyi, but he had never seen the other two.

One of them was holding a folding fan in his hand, and the other was a wide white robe as fluttering as an immortal.

"Immortal Wanderer?!" Niu Deyi looked at the thin old man in a wide white robe in surprise on the high wall, and then turned his head to look at Luo Chuan as if he had some insight, "But come to find the prefect of Li County for the sake of Anling County?"

The thin old man first glanced at the shadow beside Luo Chuan, then looked at the silversmith sitting on the side of the nails, and then looked at Niu Deyi and sighed, "Is this now a friend of Daoist Niu entering Lijun?"

"That's right," Niu Deyi said to the thin old man with a little embarrassed, "Immortal Wanderer, this is the case with the battle between princes. You and I, the Taoist practitioners, should not be involved, but if you have to make things difficult for Lijun Prefect Niu today, you can only stop him," he looked at the Jinyi Master beside the thin old man and said in a polite tone, "Who are you, are you also coming to trouble the Lijun Prefect?!"

The young master in Jinyi didn't even look at Niu Deyi, but just stared at Luo Chuan up and down, his eyes stayed on an ancient jade pendant around his waist, without saying a word.

The Kung Fu Garden where the two of them had a few conversations on the high wall was surrounded by Wangchuan sword cultivators who were carrying swords. Especially Qin Wansong and Chang Wuxi, who were familiar with Luochuan, went directly into the pavilion and stood in front of him.

Luochuan heard the name of "Xianyouzi" mentioned by Niu Deyi, and then saw that the young master in Jinyi kept looking at him, so he already knew the identity of the visitor. So he stood up and went to Qin Wansong to rush to the high wall and bowed, "It turned out that the two seniors, Nanfeng and Xianyouzi, arrived in Ganyuan. How about the younger ones asking them to come to the pavilion to have a drink of tea?"

Niu Deyi turned his head and looked at Luo Chuan, and did not say anything else.

The young master Jinyi just nodded.

The thin old man said, "You are welcome to the prefect, I will accompany you." As he said, he jumped down from the high wall and walked straight to the empty seat beside the silversmith under the gaze of the Wangchuan sword cultivators.

The silversmith turned his head and looked at the thin old man and cut his nails up again.

The young master of Jinyi flew over there with a chic elegance, but he did not sit down, but leaned against a pavilion pillar on the outside, looking at the people in the pavilion.

Seeing this, Niu Deyi jumped off the wall and sat down next to Luochuan, and separated him from the thin old man with Shadow. Then he waved to Qin Wansong and Chang Wuxi and other junior brothers and sisters, and the group of Wangchuan sword cultivators silently withdrew from the garden.

So, in this small garden pavilion, except for Luochuan, Zhao Wuji, Luo Jiang and Siqi who was pouring tea for everyone, five powerful people from the upper three realms gathered together for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

No one spoke first, and in this small world, there was only the sound of tea falling into the teacup...
Chapter completed!