Two days later.

On the winding official road, ox carts moved slowly towards Qingchuan Prefecture.

Zuo Han was wearing a black cloak and looking far ahead.

Standing beside him were other people from Qianshimen, as well as Sun Chaoyue and others who came with him.

"Mr. Zuo, how is the situation?" Zhang Yunqi, a rebel, coughed a few times and stepped forward to ask in a low voice. His injury was not healed yet and he had injured the lung meridian.

"No problem. They suffered a lot of losses from several consecutive attacks. They should have retreated due to difficulties." Zuo Han shook his head and answered.

Their group was first attacked on the way to Dadu.

Then after receiving the news of Yue Dewen's death from Dadu, everyone was shocked and hurried to Qingchuan Mansion.

Halfway through, this time more than one group of people attacked.

"The first two groups of people and the last two groups of people should not be together. It seems that the adults are in a lot of trouble." Zuo Han said in a deep voice.

"If nothing happens, what's the point of waiting for me?" Zhang Yunqi smiled.

"That's right." Zuo Han agreed and patted his shoulder, "You are very good. Follow the adults well. If you have the opportunity in the future, you may be able to live for a few more decades."

What he meant was obscure, but Zhang Yunqi was extremely familiar with these aspects and naturally understood it instantly.

I understand that Zuo Han is talking about worshiping gods.

He thanked him calmly, but he knew in his heart that it was absolutely impossible for him to do anything to worship God.

In this world... Worshiping God may seem like a beautiful sight, but actually inside...

The convoy slowly climbed over a hill in front. It was getting dark.

Finally, at the foot of the mountain ahead, a broad and prosperous city gradually emerged.

The entire city is like a large white spot, covering the surrounding dark green land.

On the further side, there is the blue sea and sky, with seabirds flying.

"finally reached!!"

Zuo Han jumped up and landed lightly on the branch of a big tree, looking forward to the panoramic view.

"Qingchuan Mansion...this time...it's different from before..."

He used to lead Qianshimen and lived a life similar to that of nomads, except that nomads relied on animal husbandry and plunder.

But they relied on pure plunder.

Plunder some disobedient wealthy businessmen and officials.

If you have no money, go grab it. If you want something, go get it.

If someone resists, kill them.

Therefore, there were not many people in Qianshimen in the past. On the one hand, it was because they had a high loss rate when plundering.

On the other hand, it is because such models cannot support many members.

And now...

Zuo Han took a deep breath and smiled on his face.

"Sir, long time no see, Zuo is back with everyone!"

He suddenly said loudly.

The sound spread far away, creating a slight echo.

"Uncle Zuo."

At this time, a tall and burly man led a group of people and quickly approached along the official road.

It was Zhang Rongfang who came to greet him.

With a sincere smile on his face, he looked up at the motorcade.

"It's a long journey, thank you for your hard work! The banquet at your residence has been prepared. Let's eat and drink well and repair for a few days."

"Sir, where are you talking?"

"I am willing to do things for adults!"

"I will follow you to the death!"

"We are all your lord's retainers, there is no need to be like this, you can just give your orders if you have something to do!"

A lot of people responded one after another.

Whether it is the Rebellion or the Qianshimen, they have enjoyed a large investment of resources and money, and have long regarded Zhang Rongfang as their only boss.

Although they had been on the road before, the money and resources they consumed every day never stopped.

A group of people take drugs every day and watch their strength increase slowly.

If this kind of treatment were used by other forces, the cost of raising a few hundred of them would probably be enough to support a thousand people.

That is, only a person as generous as Zhang Yingdaozi can be so generous and forthright.

"No matter what, they are all part of my Chenxiang Palace. I can't wait to get drunk today!" Zhang Rongfang smiled with his arms wide open.

He had been waiting for so many days, and finally he had enough manpower to use it.

During these days in Qingchuan Mansion, apart from the fact that he relied on intimidation to recruit some people, the rest of the people did not listen to him at all, and they obeyed in both cases.

And it was hard for him to attack directly, because behind these people were basically connections from the Twelve Sect Houses.

If there is even the slightest trouble, all kinds of connections will come to your door.

Among them, even Grandmaster Ning Hongli once gave words to his children and nephews.

It made him very annoyed.

but now....

Zhang Rongfang and Zuo Han's eyes met, and Zuo Han immediately understood that there was something important that he needed to discuss together.

Half an hour later.

After everything was arranged, everyone ate, drank, and rested in Zhang Rongfang's mansion.

In a separate small courtyard of the mansion.

Zhang Rongfang stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the lotus flowers in the small pond in the yard, silent.

He is waiting for someone.

Zuo Han slowly came in from the courtyard gate, cupping his fists and cupping his hands.

"Prince."

"Uncle Zuo, I've been waiting for you for a while." Zhang Rongfang turned around. "The situation here in Qingchuan Mansion is complicated, which is the root of our Taoism. The twelve surrounding sects are extremely powerful, so everything needs to be done with extra care.

careful."

"This Zuo knows something. Our Holy Sect was taken advantage of by the Taoist Sect and collapsed." Zuo Han nodded seriously.

As someone who had experienced the war that year, no one knew better than him how powerful the Taoist Sect really was.

"I originally thought that the original Yuxu Palace had been contained by Lingting and disappeared. Unexpectedly, it developed secretly here!" Zuo Han felt a little heavy.

"Old Zuo, there are many masters here, but recently, Yuxu Palace is doing a big thing. As far as I know, a lot of forces have been assigned, but not many are left here to guard." Zhang Rongfang didn't care about Zuo Han.

Recall sensibility and speak directly.

"What does the crown prince want to do?" Zuo Han's heart moved, and he understood what Zhang Rongfang meant by asking him to come alone.

"Now among the masters left in Yuxu Palace, only the great master Shangguan Feihe governs people with rules, so we'd better do things according to rules. As long as our identity is not exposed, everything will be fine.

But here I am, because of Master Yue, I have offended someone..."

Zhang Rongfang slowly told the story about Shang Dingye.

As things were told, Zuo Han's eyes narrowed more and more.

"So what about the aftermath? What the Crown Prince means is..."

"Put it on the Yi Meng," Zhang Rongfang replied. "As long as there is no evidence, no one knows what power is behind the Yi Meng. They killed so many people, and they want revenge after all. Therefore, one or two people will die in revenge.

Grandmaster, that's what it should be. It's just..."

He sighed.

"It's just that we must be careful not to let this person escape. We may be serious this time, Uncle Zuo."

"The god-worshipping master of Yuxu Palace... is indeed difficult to deal with." Zuo Han nodded solemnly, "But... if this is how it is done..."

His eyes rolled, he was always a serious and honest person, but now he quickly devised a simple plan.

Zhang Rongfang's eyes lit up after hearing his words.

"It's just... it's too risky for you, Uncle Zuo." Zhang Rongfang said sincerely.

"It's nothing to do things for the Crown Prince." Zuo Han shook his head. "This decision is the greatest guarantee for the Crown Prince's safety."
To be continued...