The speaker was about twenty years old, very tall and good-looking.
Even though his clothes are thick in winter, he can still tell that he is a handsome young man with arms and waist.
He carries a treasure-carved bow with him and a pot of arrows slung on his waist. It can be seen from his movements that his fingers are slightly longer and have thick calluses. He should be a good shooter.
If we didn't tell him first, no one would have imagined that the young man in front of him was the son of that fat and muscular leader.
Father and son usually have no resemblance at all.
The young man raised his arms high and loudly announced in the hall that Lord Gongsun's family was strong in western Liaoning.
The head of the Gongsun family loved Lady Xuan very much, and the favor that Lady Xuan received when they sought justice from the steward Zhou Xing in the past.
At this time, people who are familiar with each other can find some commonalities in these two father and son.
They all have a wit that belies their appearance, and they are especially good at inciting others.
Under the shouts of the young people, everyone in the hall seemed to have just woken up. Yes, they had been abandoned in this Lone Bamboo Manor for many years. When Gongsun Zan was at his most prosperous, he was galloping around in Youji, but none of them could go to the battlefield, win military exploits, and change their identities.
Opportunity.
I finally wanted to vote for a new owner, but now I am stuck in this situation.
They have already betrayed the Lord, is there any way out?
We can only unite as one, gather all our strength, and fight a tough battle to show the new master.
If they win, they will be able to show their strength to the new hostess and trust them in the future.
If they were defeated, they had gathered so many people, and the law would not punish them. It is expected that they would not be slaughtered with swords, and they would only kill the evil leader.
And the evil leader...
They couldn't have been instigated and incited.
The people in the hall who raised their arms and shouted with the young man's eyes fell on the young man in front of the crowd.
For a time, this shack hall was filled with countless different thoughts.
Only the fat leader sat at the top, watching all this with cold eyes and saying nothing.
After a long time, the people shouting and reveling gradually subsided, and they each made an agreement with the people around them to go back and gather people in the same situation who were willing to seek "justice" for themselves.
As people with different thoughts left quickly, the shed became empty, and the previously turbid air gradually became clearer.
The fat leader tore the chicken carcass in his hands clean.
The young people who raised their arms and shouted sent away the last person who was so excited that he wanted to sleep next to him.
After shooing away the few cronies who were still standing in the shed, when the young man turned his head back, his face no longer had the previous passion and excitement.
There was some disdain on his face, and he brushed the hem of his uniform with his hand, as if to brush away the dirt on his body.
"Father."
The young man stood with his head bowed respectfully.
The fat leader did not respond to him, but turned to look at a door on the right that had been closed.
"Chen Sima! Do you understand?"
"Haha, of course."
Following a clear voice in response, a person opened the door and walked out of the room on the right.
He is an equally tall and handsome young man, dressed in regular clothes, with an exquisite long sword at his waist.
The two young men looked as similar as brothers, but it was obvious that their relationship was not harmonious. They looked at each other, and in the end they both sneered and looked away, without even saying a polite greeting.
Sima Chen, surnamed Chen, had a sword on his waist and rested his right hand lazily on the hilt: "I wonder if what your father and son said before is true?"
"Is there really a path that leads directly to the main house?"
Both the fat leader and his son were stunned by Sima Chen's disrespectful question.
Immediately, the fat leader looked a little ugly, but since the other party was the leader of Gongsun Xuan's personal guard, it was difficult to confront him directly. If the plan was successful, he might have to beg for food from his men.
"That's true." The son of the fat leader sneered: "I once walked that path when Lady Xuan lived in the main house."
"Nonsense." Two voices scolded the young man at the same time.
The fat leader's eyes flashed with fierceness, and his face looked extremely ugly when he looked at his son.
He knew that his son was admired by Lady Xuan as a hero, but he couldn't talk about such a thing, and he couldn't take it seriously.
Lady Xuan is favored by the master of the family and is also a stunning beauty. How far apart is she from Yunni?
It was just a moment of pleasure. Their status was as low as mud, and their appearance was not worth mentioning. If they took it seriously and showed their affection, I'm afraid they would be close to death.
Compared to the fat leader, Sima Chen's face was much uglier. He stared at the young man who was speaking, his jaw tense.
After a long time, he raised the corner of his lips and sneered: "Since we are sure that this path really exists, then according to the plan, when those idiots cause chaos, the elite trusted followers will go directly to the main house through the path."
"Use the kerosene you carry with you to burn it."
"Be smarter, and you won't let anyone escape from the main house!" At this point, Sima Chen's voice was extremely cold and stern.
While the three were plotting the poison, the main house was busy planning a reward banquet.
The main house of Lone Bamboo Manor is very large, occupying a vast area surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Because it is at the heart of the manor, there are not many disappointing things like walls and watchtowers built.
When Gongsun Yan first saw this huge complex of buildings with painted buildings, carved beams, and golden flowers and trees, he could hardly imagine that he was living in troubled times.
The pavilions and pavilions, the clear water in the pool, quiet and beautiful, isolated from the war, hunger, and famine outside, it is like a paradise.
Enough to reproduce for several generations.
At this moment, she finally understood why Gongsun Xuan had chosen this place and visited it all year round.
There are corpses lying on the road outside. In contrast, this place in the center of heavy protection is really like a fairyland in the upper world.
The various small stewards in the village took the hundreds of craftsmen and households accompanying the convoy from Lingzhi to various areas for temporary resettlement, waiting for Gongsun Yan's follow-up arrangements.
The last time they resettled hundreds of craftsmen in Xiangguan, they already had experience with regulations, so the matter was done very smoothly.
Since Yijing's breakthrough to the present day, due to the restricted environment, various merit rewards for the officers and soldiers can only remain verbal.
At this time, it was finally time to cash in one by one.
Xiahou Lan, Tiankai, who came back a few days ago and started to deal with the matter, presided over it, and Zhou Xing assisted in coordinating the supplies.
A solemn and grand reward ceremony will be held soon.
Today, the soldiers who had been fighting for a long time were scattered and temporarily placed in several guest courtyards at the back of the main house.
Enjoy the Shuangzhong Hot Spring, wash away the dust, and enjoy the delicious food prepared by the Shuangzhong chef.
Even the hidden whistles were left at key points in each level, and there were still a few handfuls of high-quality preserved meat in his rations.
Tian Kai and others carried several jars of wine and drank with the soldiers.
Gongsun Yan, who everyone thought was tired and resting, was standing opposite Zhao Yun, who had disappeared from the reception.
Ah Qing Alan and the other maids left the empty room. Even though it was filled with exquisite furniture, it still seemed a bit empty and quiet because no one had lived in it for many years.
"Zilong." Gongsun Yan took a deep breath and called softly.
Her cautious look made Zhao Yun become more serious. He solemnly took out a palm-sized package from his arms and presented it to her.
This is the silk letter of appointment of County Magistrate Zhao Yun and Lulong and the tiger head ribbon bag with leather belt. The ribbon bag contains the copper seal and black silk ribbon symbolizing the county magistrate's office.
This is the only and necessary condition for the system to establish a main city.
These things were given from Lingzhi Prefect's Mansion a few days ago, but Gongsun Yan didn't even dare to touch them.
She didn't know if there would be any abnormalities in establishing the main city. She didn't dare to make any mistakes while she was in command, so she left it to Zhao Yun to keep for himself.
At this time, she arrived at Lone Bamboo Manor, the main city location she had chosen, and this important matter had to be done.
She was a little uneasy, but now she was a little worried, afraid of what would happen, and how to explain it if a main city fell from the sky.
Zhao Yun did not rush, he quietly held the things in his hands and waited.
Finally she calmed down, and with the mentality that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, she took it with both hands and held it in her palms.
Immediately, a prompt was heard from the system.
"It is detected that the conditions for establishing the main city have been met. Does the user choose to establish the main city immediately at this moment?"
Gongsun Yan glanced at Zhao Yun. It was already dark outside, and the candlelight in the room shone on his face. The young man looked back at her with determination and concentration.
She no longer hesitated and directly chose yes.
"The main city is being established... please wait."
Gongsun Yan waited quietly and expected.
"Users please re-read the user agreement, agree and enter."
A large number of densely packed small characters appeared before my eyes, as many as a thousand.
Gongsunyan had no expression on his face and cursed a national curse.
