In the meeting hall of the Summer Palace, you can hear the drop of a needle.
Among the four counties, there are a few fools who can enter this hall. Just by looking at Luo Chuan's movements and words, he can guess a lot of things. At this moment, each of them is deep in thought without saying a word.
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The monks on the mountain among the four major sects are different. Most of them still haven't figured it out yet. They just look at each other with confusion in their eyes and no longer speak.
Luochuan walked back to Lijun and stood in front of everyone, the smile on his face not diminishing. On the contrary, the faces of the people standing beside him were solemn.
Behind him, the shadow wordlessly grabbed the middle-aged man in blue by the collar, who seemed to be unable to move, and dragged him back to the rear of Li County. He threw him away, and a man in black appeared there to cook.
Behind her, in the main hall, there were two intermittent lines of blood, which was shocking.???????????????
And the middle-aged man in blue seemed to be completely stupid, he just laughed hoarsely and could not say another word.
Wangchuan Sword Cultivator and Cangyan Sword Cultivator each withdrew their sword skills and put the flying sword back into the scabbard behind their backs. After Xian Youzi, the Headmaster of Youxian Sect, took a look around, he led a group of disciples to the direction of Lijun and met with Luochuan.
Wait for others to join together.
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Upon seeing this, Ling Anzi, the leader of the Golden Sword Sect, pondered for a moment, then he also put down his hands and led a group of disciples to the Guangjun area, signaling the disciples not to be alert. He himself walked directly to Yun Bailou and stood next to him.
The latter looked at each other and nodded to each other.
Therefore, apart from Qingshanzi, the sole headmaster of Bixia Palace, the only two sects that were still independent from the four counties in the four directions were Tingfeng Pavilion and Xiaoyao Valley.
At this time, all parties in the four counties and the disciples of Tingfeng Pavilion gradually turned their attention to the head Zhong Shuye.
Zhong Shuye just quietly looked at the picture in the crystal ball-like spar, over and over again. After a while, he handed the spar to the middle-aged woman Feng who had been beside him for a long time.
Qingzi took advantage of the situation and patted the pale middle-aged woman's hand gently, then turned to look at the people in the hall, her expression was as usual, and she smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect that when the Annan Conference in Southwest Hanzhou was successfully completed, it was
It's Zhong's fault that I delayed a lot of your time because of my little daughter's personal matters."
As he spoke, he saluted everyone around him with clasped fists, like wealthy people in the world. Naturally, the leader of the crowd also clasped their fists in return. The atmosphere in the scene was not as tense as before, and was slightly relaxed.
The smile on Zhong Shuye's face did not diminish, and he said in a gentle voice, "As for which county Zhong will choose to be the county magistrate, there is indeed no possibility of abolishing the official position for personal reasons, because you probably don't know, listen.
Since the founder of Feng Pavilion, when it comes to major sect affairs, no one can make a single decision. The leader can only make a joint decision after convening all the elders of the sect to discuss it. And this time the Annan Conference will select the prefecture.
This matter is also of great importance. Tingfeng Pavilion convened all the elders last night to discuss this matter. No matter what, the result cannot be changed."
Everyone in the hall was in high spirits after hearing this, knowing that the next step was the most important part of the entire Annan Conference.
Many people's eyes lingered on Luo Chuan, the governor of Li County, and Yun Bailou, the son of Guang County. They wanted to see some expressions on the faces of these two parties????????????
????, but there was no gain at all.
Under the attention of all parties, Zhong Shuye paused for a moment, then looked at Luochuan, and said with a slow salute, "Everyone in Tingfeng Pavilion feels the determination of Lijun Tai to protect our human race. At this time of crisis for the human race,
, we should work together with the prefect of Lijun to protect our human race. Therefore, Zhong Shuye, the head of Tingfeng Pavilion, will be the prefect of Lijun. Tingfeng Pavilion will also establish a deputy sect on Danyang Peak of Lijun to fully support Lijun.
The county resists the barbarians!"
Everyone in the hall immediately looked in the direction of Lijun and Guangjun. They saw that many people in Lijun seemed to be secretly relieved and looked much more relaxed, while many people in Guangjun suddenly looked ugly.
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Yan Siyu, the prefect of Anyang, glanced at Yun Sanshan, the prefect of Guangjun, and then at the young master Yun Bailou. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to the direction of Meng Jiaoyang, the prefect of Yongchang. Seeing that the latter's face was actually calm at this moment, he couldn't help but sneer.
He hummed softly.
Luo Chuan suppressed his smile and looked at Zhong Shuye solemnly. He slowly returned the greeting and said solemnly, "Since the day when the Si Yi invaded Zhongzhou, there has never been a moment of luck in Li County. The soldiers on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang risked their lives to let the human race
Every inch of land, officials in various places in the central government work hard and sleep hard just to give the people more food, but the demons and barbarians are powerful..."
At this moment, thunder rolled in the sky outside the hall, interrupting Luo Chuan's words. It also struck everyone's hearts like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, shattering all distracting thoughts and private thoughts.
It brought many people back to their senses instantly after their thoughts had gone far away.
As soon as the thunder passed, Luo Chuan had no more false thoughts. He just performed the ceremony very deeply, "Today I have Master Zhong as the county magistrate, and I have the full support of Tingfeng Pavilion. I am sure that the people on the side of the county magistrate will be safe."
That’s an extra three points, for which Luo is very grateful!”
The leader of Tingfeng Pavilion, Zhong Shuye, nodded in salute, and then led the disciples of Tingfeng Pavilion to directly join Lijun's team, making this side seem to be outnumbered and unmatched.
With a smile on Meng Jiaoyang's face, she cupped her hands towards Luochuan and said, "Congratulations to Governor Luo of Lijun. They are both border counties of Hanzhou and are in the two major alliances. Lijun is strong and Yongchangjun is more stable. It's really great."
Good thing, big good thing."
Luo Chuan gently raised his hand and returned the salute, but turned his face to the side and said nothing.
Meng Jiaoyang didn't care, he was still smiling, and it seemed a bit sincere. He stopped holding his fists, flicked his wide sleeves and turned his back to everyone in Li County and Anyang County,??????
As if unintentionally, he looked in the direction of Yun Bailou and said to everyone, "Since the masters of Cangyan Sword Sect, Golden Sword Sect and Tingfeng Pavilion have all accepted the invitation...
..."
Yun Bailou glanced at the headmaster of the Golden Sword Sect beside him and nodded lightly.
Meng Jiaoyang smiled brighter and brighter, turned to everyone in Xiaoyao Valley and said, "Now let's ask Master Wan, the head of Xiaoyao Valley, to make a choice."
Yan Siyu had been paying more attention to Meng Jiaoyang and the people in Yongchang County since he entered the palace. Seeing his behavior, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong. However, he did not understand the connection for a while, so he could only frown and look at Xiaoyao Valley.
direction.
Most of the others looked on with cold eyes. Only Luo Chuan and Su Yiming glanced thoughtfully in the direction of Yun Bailou and Meng Jiaoyang, frowning slightly.
When Meng Jiaoyang finished her words and a thunderous sound sounded outside the dilapidated meeting hall again, Wan Qingsi stopped stroking the jade hand of the alien beast in her arms. She raised her eyelids, but what she looked at was not
Yan Siyu, the governor of Anyang County, with stern eyes, is not Meng Jiaoyang, the governor of Yongchang County with a bright smile.
Rather!
Guangjun Gongzi Yun Bailou!!
"Wan Qingsi, the head of Xiaoyao Valley...should be the commander of Guangjun...!!"
The crisp sound was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of everyone present.
Yan Siyu, the governor of Anyang County, was in a trance for a moment. The pupils in his eyes were dilated for a moment, and his breath was stuck in his chest. It took a long time before he roared out.