During this Xingcheng Conference, we fasted for three days, worshiped heaven for three days, and discussed Taoism for three days.
Wait until dawn, and the fasting ceremony that lasts for the second day will be held as scheduled.
As usual, countless spectators gathered around the altar. Among the square pavilions, the four great eunuchs also gathered here as before. However, except for the Taoist priests on the capital altar and the sub-altar, the rest of the people present were all conscious or unconscious.
Looking towards the western pavilion, there were occasional monks whose lips moved silently, whispering to the people next to them, and the scene was eerily silent for a moment.
The western pavilion belongs to Luochuan, the prefect of Lijun.
At this time, Luo Chuan was sitting upright on the pavilion seat, looking at the Dutan meeting with a relaxed posture and a smile. There were only two people around him, Ying Ying and Siqi. Qian Xue and Hua Yu were nowhere to be found. As for the Wangchuan Swords
The cultivators were still scattered around the mandala as they were the day before, and no one entered that pavilion.
Compared with the implicit concerns of the sects and casual cultivators around the altar, the attitudes of the people on the other three pavilions facing the western pavilion are more obvious and complicated.
On the southern pavilion, Yan Siyu, the governor of Anyang County, only glanced at Luo Chuan who was sitting upright when he came. After nodding to each other, he didn't pay too much attention to him. As usual, it seemed as if nothing happened.
On the Oriental Pavilion, Meng Jiaoyang, the prefect of Yongchang County, was still smiling. Unlike the previous day, when he took the stage today, he actually waved when he saw Luo Chuan, who had arrived earlier, as if he was reunited with an old friend after a long separation.
Yun Sanshan, the prefect of Guangjun on the northern pavilion, is obviously different. He is lying in the seat, fat seeping out from every corner of the solid wood chair, with a half-smile on his face, and a pair of small eyes staring intently.
Looking at Luo Chuan's face, he sneered from time to time.
Luo Chuan ignored Yun Sanshan's gesture. Only when he saw that Yun Bailou didn't show up did he have other thoughts in his mind, but he thought about it and let it go.
Today's ceremony ended in such an atmosphere, and the spectators in the altar were the first to leave.
Then Yun Sanshan stood up and walked away with one unsteady step, not forgetting to cast one last sidelong glance at Luo Chuan before leaving.
Meng Jiaoyang immediately stood up and left, as if she was busy with endless government affairs.
Yan Siyu did not leave, however, because he saw Luo Chuan in the western pavilion had stood up and walked towards him with a smile.
From a distance away, Luo Chuan smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Prefect Yan, I haven't seen you for a day, and you are already overjoyed. You must have something to be happy about." Yan Siyu lowered his head through the stall he stood up from,
He quickly looked at the expressions of the monks from all directions, and then smiled and arched his hands towards Luochuan, "What are you talking about, Grandmaster Luo? It's just ordinary trivial matters, not a happy event." He waved his hand to signal the guards in the pavilion to retreat.
Only a middle-aged man in a blue robe with his head lowered stood behind him.
Luo Chuan, Ying Ying and Siqi walked into the pavilion as if they were unprepared, and came to Yan Siyu. Shadow waved his hand, and the entire pavilion was enveloped by a thin green light, making it extremely quiet.
The middle-aged man in blue robe behind Yan Siyu glanced at the shadow and then lowered his head.
There was only one chair in the pavilion, and neither Yan Siyu nor Luo Chuan sat on it. The former raised his hand, and the two came to the corner of the pavilion and stood side by side.
"I had an encounter with your father when I was young. I was deeply impressed by his erudition and humility. I didn't expect..." Yan Siyu looked sad and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect that..."
It is sad and outrageous that he was killed by a traitor when he was in his prime...!"
"Yes," Luo Chuan looked a little uncontrollable in anger. He put his hands behind his back and looked around the Summer Palace, "Luo Chuan has been trapped in Zhongjing City since he was a child. It wasn't until he returned to Licheng that he gradually understood what his father meant to me.
His love for care and protection was so sad when we knew it was already the day of separation... However, now that the enemy is still there, Luochuan has to stop all activities for the sake of the overall situation, even in the Yongchang Summer Palace...
....bearing humiliation and bearing heavy burdens is not enough for outsiders.”
Yan Siyu nodded slowly, then showed a bitter look on his face, "Prefect Luo is like this, so why am I, Yan Siyu, like this..." He looked at Luo Chuan and said word by word, "Prefect Luo, do you know that I am the number one in the southern part of Anyang County?"
Why was the defense line... broken?!"
Luochuan looked back at Yan Siyu and said, "It must be that Yongchang County has done something to the mountains on the border."
"Exactly!" The smile on Yan Siyu's face was still there, but her voice could not be calm at all, "Lu Zu passed away, which was the time when all the barbarians coveted it. Our counties in Zhongzhou should unite and defend themselves, but that Meng Xiaotian actually harmed my Anyang for his own selfishness.
The foundation of the southern border of the county is short-sighted and extremely hateful!"
Luo Chuan nodded, "At that time, my father had also been poisoned by Meng Xiaotian's scheme. Meng Xiaotian wanted to take advantage of the situation to support his grandson to ascend the throne, and then sent his troops north to invade Anling, intending to unite the three counties of Lijun, Yongchang and Anling in one battle.
, If my father hadn’t seen through his plan and followed the trend, I don’t know what Li County would be like today.”
"Yes, it's a shame that this thief is still alive, but we can't do anything to him..." Yan Siyu said bitterly, and then looked at Luo Chuan, "Prefect Luo came to me this time, but what can I do?
Cure that old thief? If so, Yan will definitely follow."
"Sooner or later, Meng Xiaotian will be cured, but now is not the time," Luo Chuan said, "Not to mention the Southern Xinjiang alliance signed by you and me, even the Yashui alliance cannot be broken now, but this alliance we
Just because it can't be broken doesn't mean that others are the same."
"Oh?" Yan Siyu said in surprise, "Why do you say that?"
Luo Chuan said sternly, "You, me and Yongchang are still border counties after all. If Nanyi can't stop fighting for a day, you and I are like grasshoppers on a rope. We will all suffer, but don't forget that there are still people in the Yashui Alliance.
One party can stay out of the matter and even muddy the waters inside and outside the border!"
Yan Siyu said, "Guangjun..."
"It's Guang County," Luo Chuan said with an ugly face, "Prefect Yan should have heard about what happened in our other courtyard last night. The Piaomiao Palace is located in Anyang County and has a close relationship with Xiaoyao Valley. He suddenly came to visit the day before yesterday and said that he would move to it.
Since I refused to leave the county, they told a story that Anyang County was persecuting a small sect of theirs and sought asylum on the grounds that they had nowhere to live. I didn’t know the truth so I had to take them in temporarily, but unexpectedly...
.”
He snorted coldly and said angrily, "Unexpectedly, this Piaomiao Palace was actually ordered to frame me from Li County and ruin the reputation of my mountain. That night, Ying chased me out, but happened to be intercepted by a strong man from Guang County, and actually helped that person.
Piaomiao Palace fled all the way to the north. Governor Yan," he looked at Yan Siyu and said solemnly, "to the north of Xingcheng, isn't it the boundary of Guangjun...?!"
"So that's it," Yan Siyu looked solemn as well, "I just said that since everyone has signed the covenant, everyone should do things on the mountain according to their own abilities. Unexpectedly, they... actually still want to use these vile things.
means......"
Luo Chuan chuckled and said, "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit. If you want the Yun family father and son who are in an unfair position to be upright, it will be even harder than climbing to heaven, but..." He looked at Yan Siyu and said meaningfully,
"It's just that if they just want to ruin my reputation in Luochuan, they can just find any cultivating family or even do this. Why do they...use the Misty Palace...?!"
On Yan Siyu's face, for a moment...
There are some different changes...
Just look at Wangxianmen and remember the domain name. This chapter has been completed!