Chapter three hundred and seventy fifth fireworks across the bank
To the north of Xingcheng and across the Yahe River is the land within the Xiucheng area of Guangjun.
Opposite Xingcheng Port is just a small river crossing dock. Outside the dock are fertile fields. At this time of summer, the crops are already very high and different varieties are maturing one after another. Farmers are indispensable in the fields.
But before nightfall, there was something unusual in the fields in Hebei. Some people who did not look like farmers or businessmen were walking among them. Their expressions were dignified and their steps were hurried, which made the farmers in nearby villages
They were quite surprised, and then, amidst the suppressed shouts in the countryside, the farmers finished their work for the day early and returned home one after another.
When it got completely dark, the farmers returned home, and the fields became very quiet.
Until a certain moment, the dark night sky suddenly burst into light.
At first, there were only two colors of green and blue, and from a distance it looked like fireflies wandering in the forest.
Then, more and more colors flew up from the densely packed grain fields, and the colors became much richer. Red, gold, and blue, like rainbow elves, illuminated the dock near Yashui in a gorgeous way.
But what the farmers in the distance don't know is that just as they are hiding at home and peeking through the cracks of the door at that strange moonlit night, in the farmland where they have worked hard during the day, the world is dark.
The truly brutal and bloody fighting has just begun...
The night in Guangjun is not peaceful, and the port of Xingcheng across the river is equally tense.
Countless heavy armored infantry were arranged one by one, row by row, in a military formation along the port pier, like hidden and silent beasts in the darkness.
The atmosphere was tense and solemn.
At this time, a cargo ship that was about to enter the port naturally attracted the attention of many interested people.
It was a medium-sized cargo ship. Normally, even if the throughput of Xingcheng Port was far lower than in recent times, in the cool weather of midsummer and night, such a cargo ship would have to queue up to enter the port.
After large or even medium-large cargo ships, if you are unlucky, you may have to delay it for a few days or even ten days before you can get a remote berth. But this night, no cargo ship from afar came to compete with it.
, on the broad Ya River, except for the lights on boats in the distance, it is the only one in the section near the harbor!
Slow down, lower the sail, glide, enter the port range, then lower the oar, slowly adjust and finally dock at a pier at the edge of the port.
After the entire cargo ship docked successfully, the lights on the ship were turned off and it became silent, as if they had just noticed the strange atmosphere on both sides of the water.
After a while, a thin and long pedal came out of the ship and was set up on the port pier.
A middle-aged man in ragged clothes but with an extraordinary spirit walked out of the boat first. He strode down the narrow platform with his head held high, and turned to look at the colorful night sky across Yashui. He said in a loud voice, "
At the end, we will be given a fireworks display, and I have to say that Guangjun’s hospitality is quite good."
The person who spoke was none other than Lijun Keqing, Su Yiming!
Following closely behind Su Yiming was none other than the old servant Jin Ye who usually drove his carriage and held his horse. The old man was carrying a big luggage behind him. Hearing Su Yiming speak, he just smiled innocently.
While moving the baggage on his back, he turned to look at the "fireworks" and smiled, "It's just a pity for our carriage and old wood. They pulled us through the four major cities."
In the state, I don’t know which family’s brats are getting cheaper now. I hope they can treat the old wood well and don’t just kill them for meat.”
"Old Wood is still a strong young man after all. Who would kill for meat? Don't worry. As for the carriage, when the matter in Xingcheng is settled, just ask the prefect for a new one," Su Yiming glanced at
The rows of motionless steel lions in the darkness of the port said with a smile, "I heard that the carriage of Lord Prefect is extremely comfortable."
Mr. Jin held his head high and thought for a while, then laughed.
The two of them walked out of the port like no one else was watching. When they came to the checkpoint for departure, Jin Ye took a step forward, took out a golden Lijun guest token from the bag behind him and handed it to the guard. Then he met a group of people who came out of the darkness.
The heavy armored infantryman handed it back to him after looking at it and allowed him to pass.
Su Yiming nodded to the guards and heavy armored infantry, then saw the window of the carriage parked not far away open, and a beautiful woman wearing a white veil looking towards him, so he waved and walked over and asked, "
How dare you ask Miss Qianxue to come and pick her up in person? How is everything going with the prefect?"
"Everything is well, Grand Administrator. Mr. Su, please get in the car first," Qianxue nodded to Su Yiming.
"Su is dressed a little too dirty now, so let's work together with Mr. Jin as a coachman for Miss Qianxue," he said, nodding to the man in black who was originally driving the coach, and stepped away from the latter.
After leaving, he and Mr. Jin got on the carriage, one on the left and the other on the right.
Lord Jin put the baggage beside him, took the reins from Su Yiming and said, "Drive!"
Su Yiming leaned comfortably on the carriage and stretched, and then spoke behind him, "Has the Grand Administrator ever contacted the four major sects before receiving Su's secret letter?"
Qianxue's voice also reached Su Yiming's ears softly, "Except for meeting Master Cangyan once, I haven't had any personal contact with the other three of the four major sects."
"That's okay," Su Yiming seemed to be relieved, with a bigger smile on his face, "I heard that the Annan Conference lasted nine days in total, but now it's only two out of nine. We still have time."
Qianxue said, "I would like Mr. Su to discuss the specific matters of recruitment in the four major sects and other mountains in detail with the prefect after he returns home. However, the things that have happened in the past few days are messy and strange, so I need to talk to him first."
"Oh?" The smile on Su Yiming's face remained unchanged and his lips moved slightly, "Girl, please speak."
Qianxue's voice was still calm, and she recounted what had happened in the past few days, "The day before the conference started, the prefect happened to encounter the case of veterans from Lijun attacking and killing Xingcheng officials in Yongchang County on the street, and had to
Involved in it, Piaomiao Palace of Anyang County took the initiative to stay in another house temporarily. We received your secret letter at noon on the opening day of the conference, but that night, Piaomiao Palace committed suicide. A fairy blamed it on Lijun Qingqi and then the whole family
Zong fled from Xingcheng and headed north without knowing where he was going..."
Listening to what Qianxue said, the smile on Su Yiming's face gradually disappeared until he heard about the Piaomiao Palace and couldn't help but ask aloud, "Piaomiao Palace? Is it the Piaomiao Palace that has something to do with Xiaoyao Valley?"
"Exactly," Qianxue said.
Su Yiming pondered for a moment, "It's really strange..."
Qianxue added, "The strange things don't stop there. In my opinion, there is something even more strange. That is, the daughter of the head of Tingfeng Pavilion has come to the prefect several times, from Licheng to Xingcheng. The coincidence is bizarre.
Even a little inexplicable..."
"The daughter of the head of Tingfeng Pavilion?" Su Yiming was probably really surprised at this moment and asked, "Has the head of Tingfeng Pavilion had any contact with Yun Bailou in Guang County these days?"
"I haven't heard of it," Qianxue said, "but the elders of the Tingfeng Pavilion who came with the master of Tingfeng Pavilion have some connections with Yun Sanshan, the prefect of Guang County."
Su Yiming nodded and muttered silently, "Tingfeng Pavilion..." This chapter has been completed!