"Isn't the map of Kyushu an ancient map?" Liu Ruyan suddenly thought of a long-lost map of Kyushu. No wonder Gong Shuyu was fascinated by it. "Now, the map of Kyushu has fallen into the hands of Wangfeng Tower?"
Gong Shuyu nodded: "Wangfeng Tower plans to use the Nine Provinces Map in exchange for the Xuankun Seal in my hand."
"This matter is not urgent. We will make arrangements after we get to Jinling." Shen Yanchu said.
Today's Kyushu has long since turned into a mulberry field. An ancient map is hard to come by.
Bai Zhi thought about it for a moment and remembered several doubts: "The navy drowned, the electric fish killed people, the commander disappeared, and the crossbow diagram was stolen. Could it be related to the watchtower?"
"It is possible." Shen Yanchu said, "According to the careful confessions made by the Southern Han Dynasty, these things were not written by the Southern Han people."
Liu Ruyan continued to add: "In addition, my identity as a spy was suddenly exposed... I suspect that someone is secretly monitoring our whereabouts..."
Gong Shuyu couldn't help but shuddered, "Don't scare me, no one can see thousands of miles away."
Liu Ruyan laughed softly and said: "But Wangfeng Tower can do it. They have many eyes and ears and can understand the world's affairs."
"That's true." Gongshu Yu had to admit, "To mobilize people like this, the other party's ambition must be quite big."
Speaking of ambition, Liu Ruyan frowned and thought.
The people behind the Wangfeng Tower are working hard at every step, and what they are planning is by no means simple.
What is his intention?
"In my opinion, there are traces of Wangfenglou's actions." Shen Yanchu said suddenly. He rolled out a piece of paper and took a red pen and wrote down:
Northern Han Dynasty--Liujiazhuang--Scout--Yai Can Seal
Song Dynasty——Bianjing City——Officials——Prison Niu Seal
Yongzhou - sacrificial platform - Wulin - Pixiu seal
Southern Han Dynasty—Navy Camp—Commander—Chaofengyin
In addition to the jade seal in Bai Zhi's hand and the imperial seal of the gold owner of Wangfeng Tower, there are currently six jade seals in total, and the whereabouts of three are still unknown.
"From Liujiazhuang to the Naval Camp, they committed crimes many times, as if they came for the Xuankun Seal..." Shen Yanchu used a red pen to draw out the Northern Han Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty, Yongzhou, and the Southern Han Dynasty.
"Wangfeng Tower is dealing with the entire Jiuzhou." Shen Yanchu suddenly said.
The whole of Kyushu?
Liu Ruyan felt like she was enlightened, and she suddenly figured out something.
The scouts of Liujiazhuang have always guarded the safety of Hedong. Due to the Liu family's mistake, the iron box was stolen, which led to the collapse of the alliance between Han and Liao.
——The Northern Han Dynasty is in danger.
At the birthday banquet of the Qi Mansion, Mr. Chen, the general of the rank and file who died tragically, was the commander of the imperial guards; Mr. Liu, the Minister of War, was in charge of the military affairs of the court. Even Chu Kun, who survived the disaster, was also a staff officer in the army and an aide to the prince.
As for Yongzhou Wulin, it is the backbone of protecting local people. If it controls Xuantian Sect, it will be equivalent to controlling most of Yongzhou's grain, rice, lake salt and war horses.
——The Song Dynasty is in danger.
But this time the Jiangnan Navy was defeated, and the Southern Tang Dynasty was attacked from both sides.
——The Southern Tang Dynasty is in danger.
The mastermind behind the scenes is working hard at every step, and the entire China is busy with civil strife.
"Could it be that he wants to seize the Central Plains?" Liu Ruyan asked.
"The world is falling apart and the world has been in chaos for a long time. The purpose of the watchtower is by no means simple." Shen Yanchu said.
"That's right." Gongshu Yu said, "If not, how could they have the map of Kyushu in their hands?"
"Ancient map." Liu Ruyan remembered this, and her thoughts were complicated for a while.
"Ruyan, what is your original intention when you go all the way south?" Shen Yanchu suddenly asked.
Liu Ruyan was startled and looked back at the Prime Minister.
She originally came here to catch the murderer, but under the natural disaster and the man-made disaster, everyone was fighting for their own selfish desires.
As everyone knows, under the overturned nest, there are no intact eggs.
Original intention...
"Go to Jinling in the Southern Tang Dynasty and find out the mastermind behind the scenes." She said, "I will do my best to defend China."
"In that case." Shen Yanchu opened his lips, "I will go to Jinling with you."
"Bai is willing to do his best." Bai Zhi immediately expressed her stance.
"Counting Qingxian as well."
"And me, Huaian."
Liu Ruyan nodded calmly and responded one by one.
"Ye Xun, exchange your prestige points for plot hints."
The young man appeared out of thin air. After he finished setting up, a familiar prompt sounded:
"Successfully triggered a new plot - Jinling that never sleeps."
"Plot hint——"
Liu Ruyan secretly held her breath, and then, the ground under her feet seemed to be stained with a layer of ink, spreading in all directions.
The ink is pitch black, as thick as the night outside the window.
The ground began to shake, and Liu Ruyan couldn't help but take a few steps back. She saw where she was standing before, the ink suddenly surged upwards, like a wave of water hitting the air, twisting and swimming, and finally gradually solidified and turned into a line. Molong.
The dragon's scales flickered in the dark, and its mane flew in the wind.
The pieces of dragon scales reflected strange and bizarre scenes. When she took a closer look, she found that they were human faces.
Or laugh, or be angry, or be sad, or resentful.
Good and evil, beauty and ugliness, all kinds of things in the world.
At the tail of the dragon, there is a man wearing a heavenly crown and an emperor's uniform. He steps past the grotesque human faces and walks towards the dragon's head without any hurry or slowness.
The man came to the dragon's head and sat down, and then a waiter came out to worship him.
He was writing ink, drinking wine, or composing poems, just like a literati.
Liu Ruyan stared at this scene and immediately thought of one person - the leader of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Li Chongguang.
It is rumored that Li Chongguang was proficient in calligraphy and painting, versed in music and rhythm, and skilled in poetry, especially exquisite words.
Therefore, will the Xuankun Seal we are looking for this time be in Li Chongguang’s hands?
Before she could think about it, the ink dragon suddenly rose into the sky, and the little figures on the dragon's head turned into light and disappeared without a trace.
"Ye Xun, plan a route to Jinling City for me."
The young man operated repeatedly, and a map appeared in mid-air: "It is recommended to take a boat and take the water route. The trip is expected to take about three days."
"Okay." Liu Ruyan agreed and turned to Shen Yanchu and said, "We can reach Jinling in three days, but before that, we have to contact Jin Buhuan."
"I'll take you to find someone..." He paused and continued, "Brothers Laobai and Dong need to buy ingredients. As for Gongshuyu, he will stay at the inn."
Division of work completed.
Liu Ruyan didn't think anything was wrong for a moment, so she packed up and went with Shen Yanchu.
It was already the beginning of winter, and she was in Southern Han Dynasty, so the slight chill was quite pleasant.
In the early morning, there were not many shops open in the market, and it looked like a desolate scene after the war.
Liu Ruyan found a coachman who was willing to leave the city, negotiated the price, and headed to the city where Jin Buhuan was.
The journey is not that far. You can arrive there in four hours and return to the inn before midnight.
Liu Ruyan got into the carriage, followed closely by Shen Yanchu.
"Where did you go just now?" she asked casually.
"Bought this." Shen Yanchu opened the paper package, revealing the ancient building wrapped inside, exuding a burst of fresh fragrance.
She immediately laughed: "I haven't eaten for a long time, but I miss it very much. You are so considerate."
Liu Ruyan took the ancient building and held it warmly in her hands.
Shen Yanchu glanced at her lightly: "Be careful of burning your mouth."
She took a bite and said, "It tastes okay."
Gulouzi is quite rare in the south, so vendors, seeing the profit, are trying to sell northerners' special delicacies.