When Lijun Qingqi arrived five miles outside Xingcheng, none of the Yongchang County troops inside and outside Xingcheng came to meet them. The people above and below the city just watched from a distance, and no one dared to approach this army easily.
When Qingqi chose a place slightly higher than the ground to camp, Qianxue, Siqi, Huayu and the four young Taoist women who had always stayed in the carriage along the way also got off the carriage and mounted their horses. Together with Luo Chuan, they watched the crowd
Sichuan Jianxiu and an elite cavalry of more than two hundred people continued to move towards Xingcheng. Only one mile outside the city was a gold-armored guard of more than ten people came forward.
The golden-armored guards were very slow. They waited until they were a few feet away from the small Lijun Qingqi before they took the lead in reining in the reins. The leader of them tapped the armor lightly, and a crisp female voice came out from under his mask, "Daughter of Meng Jiaoyang, the prefect of Yongchang County."
Meng Waner, I have met the prefect of Li County!"
"Meng Waner?" Luo Chuan had no intention of letting the horses stop, so the entire team continued to move forward, forcing the dozens of golden-armored guards behind Meng Waner to retreat. Only Meng Waner held the reins tightly and tried his best to control it.
The good horse couldn't help twisting its crotch and shaking its head, but it didn't take a step back!
Luo Chuan controlled the horse to move slowly until it was a foot in front of Meng Waner. When it reached the position where the horses' heads were touching, he pulled the reins to stop it. "When I was in Zhongjing City, I heard someone talk about a Meng Waner who was good at writing poems.
I just didn’t know she was the daughter of the governor of Yongchang County.”
Meng Wan'er didn't lift her visor or move her horse. She just held her head high and her chest high, neither humble nor arrogant. "There must be many little things in this world that the governor doesn't know about."
"It's really you," Luo Chuan glanced at the dozen or so golden-armored guards behind Meng Wan'er who didn't dare to face him even if they were wearing visors. The smile on his face gradually faded, "I know that the prefects of Guang County and Anyang County will probably be here today.
We will also arrive in Xingcheng. Since Meng Jiaoyang asked you to come here to welcome me, then who did he go to welcome me?"
Meng Waner still looked the same, but there was a hint of coldness in her voice, "Father is still in the Summer Palace at this time. As a landlord, he should still be receiving the immortal masters from the four major sects."
"Then it is your other sisters who are going to the Yun family and the Yan family to greet them?" Luo Chuan was still reluctant.
Meng Waner still answered, "It is Waner's two elder brothers who went to welcome the two governors of Guang County and Anyang County."
Luo Chuan sneered and looked at Meng Waner and said coldly, "Is Meng Xiaotian... still fine now?!"
Meng Wan'er paused, her eyes looking at Luo Chuan under her visor were no longer as calm as before, and veins appeared on her delicate hands holding the reins. She just took a deep breath and still said indifferently, "My grandfather is fine.
Your Excellency, the Governor, is thinking of you!"
"It's good to know that I'm thinking about him," Luo Chuan swung his riding whip and walked past Meng Wan'er, leading more than two hundred riders forward. A group of golden-armored guards had to disperse and fall into the farmland on both sides of the road.
Make way for him, "If it were the scholar next to Meng Jiaoyang, he would definitely not have chosen you to greet me, so in the end you were able to appear here. It was most likely because of your insistence, and Meng Jiaoyang was able to agree to let you come.
.....”
He looked back and saw that Meng Waner was also looking back at him. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Maybe you're dreaming that I might be interested in you..."
"You...!" Meng Waner almost broke her silver teeth, but in the end she did not say the rest of her words. She turned the horse's head with great effort, pushed aside the horses around her and drove her horse to Luo Chuan, who had calmed down a little.
Feeling in a good mood, she drove her good horse to Luo Chuan's side. When Si Qi saw this, he gave way to her. She was slightly behind Luo Chuan by a horse's head. She said as calmly as possible, "Father has prepared a banquet at the Summer Palace."
Let’s have a banquet and welcome all the prefects of the Yashui Alliance to wash away the dust.”
Luo Chuan didn't respond at all, but looked back at her, still talking about the previous topic, "When I heard people talking about you in Zhongjing City, they said you were a beauty who could write poems. Why don't you want to open the door when we meet now?"
Does the visor show your true face?"
Meng Wan'er said lightly, "Wan'er has a very ugly appearance. She has rarely seen outsiders since she was a child. The so-called beauty is just a rumor."
Luo Chuan laughed loudly, "Wan'er, Wan'er, if you are like this, what you write will be just wind, flowers, snow, moon, spring and autumn. I heard people say that the country is unlucky and poets are lucky, and they can only write sentences about the vicissitudes of life. Maybe
Once you meet me, it will be possible for you to write beautiful sentences that will be passed down through the ages!"
Meng Waner stared blankly at the majestic young man in front of her, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
And Luo (this chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 346 Where is a good match?
Chuan Qiaqia turned around at this moment and gave her an intriguing smile, "Maybe, when we get to Xingcheng this time, I will fulfill Meng Jiaoyang's wish and really get you, how about that?!"
Meng Waner was suddenly startled and blurted out, "How dare you?!" As soon as she said this, she knew it was bad and stopped looking into Luo Chuan's eyes for a while, "Master Taishou, young and talented men are known to the world, but Meng Waner is only a person with a short life. In fact,
Not a good match."
Si Qi and Hua Yu looked at each other and said nothing.
Luo Chuan shook his head, "I was born into a prefect family, and I still think about a good match. If you tell me, it will only make people laugh." He didn't look back at first, but suddenly rode forward, with the four girls and Wang Chuan behind him.
The sword cultivator and two hundred Qingqi followed him like a shadow, forcing Meng Waner to follow him.
Galloping into Xingcheng.
They ran all the way and entered the city of Luochuan without slowing down. For a moment, the sound of war horses' hooves hitting the ground was like thousands of war drums beating at the same time. It struck the hearts of the people in the city, and they were only afraid of the name of that cavalry team.
Down to the core.
It wasn't until he came to the undulating palace that Luo Chuan raised his arm that more than two hundred riders slowly stopped. He just sat on the horse and looked at the two words "Summer Palace" on the vertical plaque at the top of the central palace gate.
A big word, and said "good word."
Meng Wan'er, who had been following him all the time, looked up and felt that the two words that she had been here many times before but had never looked at carefully seemed indeed extraordinary. When she was thinking about something, Luo Chuan had already entered the palace gate again.
, more than two hundred horses around him once again hugged her forward, which made her extremely angry, but she didn't dare to do anything.
He rode the horse all the way without anyone daring to stop him, and entered the inner palace. The cultivators' market in the square in front of the main hall stopped Luochuan again.
Obviously, the group of cavalry who dared to gallop in the Xingcheng Palace also shocked the practitioners in the market. For a moment, everyone was silent and looked at them together.
Every cultivator knows very well that the two hundred or so arrogant cavalry in front of him must be the most famous Lijun Qingqi from Hanzhou in the southwest, and the young man who is led by a group of Wangchuan sword cultivators must be that
The equally famous young man, the prefect of Lijun, Luochuan!
Then, they saw the young governor who was the first to start the war between princes, defeated Nanyi repeatedly, and once shouted those words, and now became famous in the human race's Central Continent, smiled casually, and faced the direction of the market like a Jianghu man.
Holding his fists, Luck said loudly, "Seniors in the world of immortality, and junior Luo Chuan, please be polite!!"
All the disciples of large and small sects and casual cultivators were stunned. After a while, they all stood up and returned the greeting in confusion.
Luo Chuan didn't care either. After a dozen palace attendants from Yongchang County trotted over to lead the way, he turned his horse's head towards the banquet hall, accompanied by a dozen familiar Wangchuan sword cultivators such as Qianxue and Qin Wansong.
, the others and two hundred fine cavalry, led by Luo Changgong, stopped at the side of the square, motionless as a mountain.
But after taking a few steps, he was blocked by a girl who jumped several feet with each step.
She smiled like a picture and looked at Luochuan with her head raised, "Hey, do you still remember me...?"