The capital of Yongchang County is called Yicheng.

The so-called gains and losses are the beginning of prosperity and decline, which shows that the people who named this city at the beginning still had a lot of thoughts.

Yongchang County is connected to Anling County in the northwest, and across the southeast from Nanyi, with a narrow terrain. The southeast half has many mountains and rivers, and the northwest half has many plains. This Yicheng happens to be in the middle. It does not lack mountains, rivers, and fertile soil to cultivate. It is undoubtedly the core city that leads to the north and south.

The most central location in Yicheng is the residence of the prefect of Yongchang County - Xia Palace.

The Summer Palace covers a very wide area and has towering city walls. It completely cuts the inner and outer parts of this place, making it a city in the city.

The first half of the summer palace is not many, but they are all open and have great spirits. The second half is just the opposite, with dense and compact buildings, which is slightly depressing.

On this day, a secluded and quiet yard in the back section of the Xia Palace was heavily guarded, and two people stood and sat in the yard.

Sitting was a majestic old man with a brocade hat and sable fur. He was tall and tall, holding a warm-handed stove with big hands, like an ordinary person holding an egg, with a smile on his lips, but his eyebrows were still naturally upside down. Several vertical lines between his eyebrows were extremely deep. Obviously, the ravines were uneven under the habits of many years. "Where has Zi'an's army gone?"

"It's past Mianshui, and you should go to Yicheng in two days," the middle-aged man who replied was standing. He was wearing a green scholar's robe, a tall crown, a clear face, and a long beard. If it weren't for the bent waist at this moment, he would have a noble temperament.

The majestic old man's smile became a little stronger, "This speed should have been delayed for a moment after receiving the prefect's order. I am still satisfied with Zi'an's leadership of the army."

"Yes, our people's rewards are as you guessed. General Zi'an immediately began to reorganize the army after receiving the prefect's order. At the same time, he quickly sent a message to the other two generals to adjust the defense of the southern battlefield. The next day, he personally led the front army north," said the middle-aged scholar with a smile, "General Zi'an has excellent talent in governing and leading the army. If he is evaluated again, General Zi'an should be on the list."

The majestic old man smiled even more. He reached out and pointed the middle-aged scholar and said, "Zi'an has been leading troops for many years. It's not easy to get such a high evaluation from you," he shook his head and said, "It's not easy to be on the list of the top ten famous generals. Compared to those people, he still lacks some brilliant results."

The middle-aged scholar bent a little deeper, "Now in this world, as long as you follow the prefect with peace of mind, you can't miss the brilliant achievements."

The Magnificent Old Man did not comment, but slanted the middle-aged scholar and asked another thing at a glance, "Is there anything else that Fanxing said to you when you came to the palace this time?" "Yes," the middle-aged scholar took out a slender copper tube from his arms and placed it on the stone table. Then he skillfully checked the wax in front of the old man and opened the copper tube, took out the note from it, and handed it to the Magnificent Old Man. "I just received the secret letter today, and half of the hair was sealed on it, so my subordinates didn't dare to delay for a moment."

The majestic old man reached out to take the note and spread it out. After looking carefully for a while, he handed the note to the middle-aged scholar beside him, "What do you think?"

The middle-aged scholar took the note and quickly glanced at it. After pondering for a moment, he carefully observed the majestic old man's expression while carefully stating, "I have reported to you before the assassination of Mr. Yun. According to the situation at that time, the assassin should not be from Nanyi, nor the person who returned to the hometown. It was just that this time the proton went south and returned to Licheng safely. There seemed to be a shadow of Yunbailou, Guangjun behind it..."

The majestic old man nodded, "The Yun family in Guangjun naturally hoped that our Yongchang County and Li County would fight."

The middle-aged scholar turned his eyes and responded, "The prefect is right. If the assassin sent by Yun Bailou this time is really successful, the returning prostitute will become Luo Tianen's only son who can choose to inherit the prefect. Not to mention whether the child has the ability to support the huge Li County, I will be the first one to be able to withstand him. At that time, no matter whether my Yongchang County and Li County will fight, it will be no longer the current friendly situation. It will always be the one who has the benefit of the fisherman." He looked at the expression of the majestic old man and continued, "It's just that human calculations are not as good as the heavenly calculations. This time, Mr. Yun has been protected by the gods and is safe and sound. His subordinates have also replied to rebuke Qishui for his dereliction of duty. If he wants to move his mind on Mr. Yun in the future, he will be afraid that he will not be able to do it."

"Yun'er's safety is the top priority in all matters at present. Secondly, it is to make friends with generals on the battlefields of all parties in the county. I always feel that Luo Tianen's big move in the exchange of the North and South Army this time is aimed at me. Did he guess what... he guessed?" The smile on the majestic old man's face was gone without a trace, and it seemed like anger was rippling.

"Impossible," said the middle-aged scholar firmly. "This time, the matter has been planned for a long time. It was formed by multiple random events. It is a magical situation that no one can trace the root of it. At most, he can doubt it, but he absolutely cannot determine it."

The majestic old man nodded, pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Luo Tianen dispatched two elite troops to Ganyuan and Uehara. In front of my northern part of Yongchang County, I also transferred Zi'an's army to the north. His posture was just a little guarded posture, which was reasonable." He paused for a while before continuing, "When Yun'er successfully ascended the throne, three elite strong troops would come out together, and a small Anling County..."

The middle-aged scholar lowered his head as if he didn't hear anything. The majestic old man suddenly asked again, "I heard that Fanxing sent things to the southern and western battlefields of Lijun, but he just missed the new commander of the Kambara and Uehara Army?"

"Yes," said the middle-aged scholar after paying his respects, "According to Qishui's return, the lady means that the uncle and nephew of the Zhao family have a deep relationship with the Luo family, and they have become divorced after giving gifts."

"Hmph," the majestic old man snorted coldly and said angrily, "Why did she send the biggest one from Lu Dongfeng on the southern battlefield?" He stood up and paced in the courtyard with his hands on his back. After a while, he stopped suddenly, "When Yun'er successfully ascended the throne... let Qishui bring Fanxing back."

The middle-aged scholar was shocked, but he just responded only to it. After a while, he took a short look at the time when an old man was angry and asked in a low voice, "Can you slow down, or ask the lady... what does it mean to Mr. Yun?"

The majestic old man glanced at the middle-aged scholar, scaring the latter quickly lowered his head. He turned around and walked back and forth in the yard for two more times before saying, "My daughter has not been honest and obedient since she was a child. She always has to make trouble, but this time it is important and she can't let her do it by herself. When Yun'er first ascended the throne, I will naturally send capable people to assist him. With my grandfather, I still worry that he can't sit firmly at the position of the prefect of the county? I can't be a child who cannot live without her mother."

The middle-aged scholar hurriedly praised the prefect for his wiseness.

The majestic old man suddenly spoke again, his tone slowly and cold, "I heard... Fanxing sent someone to Cangyan?"

"Yes," said the middle-aged scholar quickly, "and he said he wanted to find some unhappiness for that proton."

"But why did I hear... the people sent out are going to climb over the mountains to the Western Barbarians?" The majestic old man's voice was slow and low, with a full sense of oppression.

The middle-aged scholar hurriedly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed, "I don't know!"

The majestic old man was silent for a long time, and he spoke again when the atmosphere in the yard dropped to freezing point. "You should know," he slowly walked to the middle-aged scholar and looked down at his back and said, "Remember, Fanxing can go crazy, your people, Qishui people, can't!"

"Yes!" The middle-aged scholar made a sound.

"Get up," the majestic old man sat down again, "The Fanxing letter said that he wanted me to move the nail south of Anyang County. This is a good idea. Yun'er is about to ascend to the throne, and we want to move there again, and we have to find something for the dogs in Nanyi to do, and you can arrange it."

"Yes!" The middle-aged scholar responded, and saw that the majestic old man stopped talking, so he got up and retreated and left the courtyard.

When the courtyard returned to silence, the majestic old man threw the warmer in his hand on the stone table and snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!