Here is the tall city, and there is the countryside and fields. They are the enviable scenery in each other's eyes.
Xingcheng is also one of the most prosperous cities in Yongchang County's commercial trade.
In almost every street and alley there is a wine shop with an elegant name, either magnificent or small and exquisite, but no matter what, it has some unique features of its own, and the one Luo Chuan and others are in now is even more unbelievable.
His hands and eyes were so wide that he built a covered bridge extending outward above the north wall of Xingcheng!
The covered bridge is made of an unknown material. It is as black as ink but as hard as iron. It starts in the city, crosses the city wall in the air, and extends to the Yahe River outside the city, forming a winding corridor independent of the air. It is the core of Xingcheng.
It is an absolutely unique style of writing.
There are many tables and chairs on the covered bridge. It is obvious that when the weather is fine, this is also a good place for literati to gather and warriors to drink. But today, there is only Luochuan's table on the entire covered bridge.
"It is said that the Ya River is the largest tributary of the Han River. But if you see it with your own eyes, even if you only see the Xingcheng section close to the source, you will still feel that the water volume of the Ya River is not weaker than that of the Han River.
" Luo Chuan stood at the outermost position of the covered bridge, patting the railing with one hand, and looked across the river. In the fields with no end, farmers were already busy, "How many casualties did the ANBU have last night?"
Standing next to Luochuan, in addition to the shadow and Su Yiming who had accompanied him in the banquet hall earlier, there was also Qianxue, who was dressed in white and had an unpredictable whereabouts.
Hearing Luo Chuan's inquiry, Shadow did not elaborate, but just said, "The Yin Ling people suffered more casualties."
Luo Chuan nodded and did not ask further. Instead, he turned to look at Su Yiming who was standing on the other side, "Mr. Su, there are no outsiders here. I can just tell you. From your point of view, the head of Tingfeng Pavilion
What did Zhong Shuye mean by that question just now?"
Su Yiming was no longer dressed as downcast as last night. He was dressed in a rich robe, covered with gold and jade, standing in the wind, looking very noble. He didn't rush to respond when he heard the words, but looked at the long river in front of him in a daze for a while, and then
He gradually came back to his senses, "On the surface, the head of Tingfeng Pavilion inquired about Youxian Sect's move to the sect because he intended to prepare for the possibility that his sect might defect to Lijun."
He looked at Luochuan, "The prefectures and counties at the foot of the mountain have taken out some high-ranking but insignificant official positions to recruit the monks on the mountain. They need to think carefully. Isn't it the same for the sects on the mountain to defect to the princes? We once said that Tingfeng Pavilion is more powerful than Xiaoyao Valley.
It is said that there is greater tolerance and possibility for the relocation of the clan, but...if it is possible not to move the clan, it is naturally better not to move the clan."
How could Luo Chuan not know such a simple truth? He looked at the surging river and said, "If Tingfeng Pavilion intends to invest in Guang County, as long as Yun Bailou promises to capture the three southern cities of Hanoi County in the near future, Tingfeng Pavilion can still
It’s Zaoshan Tingfeng Pavilion..."
"Yes," Su Yiming also looked at the river in front of him, "But just like what Zhong Shuye said today about fate, where a sect of this scale will go will have a bearing on the rise and fall of the sect for hundreds of years and even its survival.
A major decision is not just a matter of whether to move one's clan or not, one can make up one's mind. If one makes the wrong decision about one's luck, it is possible for hundreds of years of luck to be wiped out."
"Indeed, if I were sitting in the position of Master Zhong, I would be in a dilemma now," Luo Chuan nodded, "Then from a deeper perspective, what do you think Mr. Su thinks?"
Su Yiming pondered for a while and then said, "Looking deeper, Master Zhong should still be... watching people...!"
"Looking at people?" Luo Chuan didn't have a too surprised look on his face, and there was a starry glow in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Mian, "Mr. Su is saying that the daughter of the head of Tingfeng Pavilion went to Licheng to participate in civil and military affairs last time.
Do you mean to watch me?" He thought for a moment and shook his head, "But we have no way of knowing whether the head of Tingfeng Pavilion also sent others to Guang County to watch people."
"It shouldn't be difficult to verify this matter," Su Yiming nodded, "But no matter what, at least until now, Tingfeng Pavilion should be neutral and has not clearly leaned towards any party."
Luo Chuan sighed softly, "Although I have known for a long time that it is not an easy task, now this still makes me a little disappointed." He suddenly moved his neck, stretched greatly, and then looked at the shadow standing quietly on the other side.
Qianxue on the side asked, "How are you following? I remember you said that the brown-robed woman next to Yun Bailou is quite troublesome."
Qianxue smiled lightly and said, "I can keep up with nature, but I'm not sure if what I followed and saw was what Yun Bailou wanted me to see."
Luo Chuan laughed loudly, "You are still laughing at me."
Qianxue's smile became brighter and she said softly without looking at Luochuan, "Yun Bailou did stay in the courtyard of Xiaoyao Valley all day yesterday and didn't return until late at night. It would be troublesome and I didn't dare to get too close.
, and didn’t stare there all the time, because it was too much like a bait... With the temperament of Wan Qingsi, the head of Xiaoyao Valley, no matter how speculative the conversation was, after half a day, all that could be said would have been finished.
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One side of her pretty eyebrows raised slightly, "So I went outside the courtyard where Tingfeng Pavilion is located, and saw a sneaky fat man... the prefect of Guangjun, Yun Sanshan!"
"Yun Sanshan?" Luo Chuan said in surprise, "That damn fat man who was put on the table?!"
Qianxue smiled and nodded.
Luo Chuan couldn't laugh anymore, "I always thought...this damn fat guy should be another substitute..."
"Even if he goes to Tingfeng Pavilion, he may be a substitute," Qianxue said, "Or even if he is the real person, it doesn't matter, because now we all understand that the real person in Guang County who can speak effectively is still Gongzi Yun.
Hundreds of floors!"
"Whether he is true or not, he seems to be the legitimate governor of Guang County. Yun Bailou came to Xiaoyao Valley in person, but let this damn fat man secretly go to Tingfeng Pavilion..." Luo Chuan turned around and looked at
Su Yiming, "According to Mr. Su's previous thoughts, if Tingfeng Pavilion and Xiaoyao Valley can only choose one of the two, then for Guang County, it would be easier and more valuable to capture Tingfeng Pavilion anyway.
In particular, what Yun Bailou is best at is realizing information. If we have a sect like Tingfeng Pavilion that sells talismans all over the mountain gates of Zhongzhou, it will be like adding more power to a tiger..."
"Well, so on the one hand, Yun Bailou sent people from Piaomiao Palace to set up a trap, and misled the prefect to lean towards Xiaoyao Valley. On the surface, he was in tit-for-tat with me, Li County, and seemed determined to have a fight over Xiaoyao Valley.
At the same time, he also tried his best to get close to Xiaoyao Valley, but in fact it was all a mystery." Su Yiming spoke very slowly, carefully considering every word, "Nine times out of ten, this is to cover up his secret friendship with Tingfeng Pavilion.
The real plot...!"
Luo Chuan frowned and nodded, "Whether Yun Bailou's purpose is here or not, he has used this series of messy things to slow down the pace we should have for three days." He stretched out three fingers
, "We don't have much time left."
Su Yiming looked at Luochuan, "We don't have much time, but we still have a shortcut..."
"You mean...?" Luo Chuan and Su Yiming looked at each other, were silent for a while, and then murmured, "Well...that's all we can do..." This chapter has been completed!