When the empire's marshal Tiger got out of the car, he felt refreshed. He really missed this place so much that he even felt that he could recognize every plant and tree here.
That's right, he finally returned to Beiling, which he had longed for, the hometown he once dreamed of.
Datang Group left here that year, and he never returned to this land. More than ten years later, his temples have even turned gray. The thirty-year-old man is now over fifty.
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"There doesn't seem to be much change here." Looking at the familiar streets, he even remembered the appearance of some buildings in Wolf City. The air here was mixed with the smell of coal and iron, or Tiger had always imagined that the air here would always be there.
It's a smell he's familiar with.
"My lord, I have a good memory. There really isn't much change here from back then." The old local nobleman who accompanied Tiger was all smiles. He seemed to think that a city that has not developed or changed for more than ten years is a good thing.
But Tiger was different. He really felt sorry for it. Of course he had seen the splendor and domineering power of Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Empire. In his expectation, Wolf City should not be like this.
The development here should be better, just like when Datang Group governed this place. There can be new developments every day and better changes every moment.
It's a pity that Wolf City missed...it missed a precious opportunity and wasted more than ten years. Now in the Western Continent, every city is changing with each passing day, and every piece of land is getting better and better.
But here, the Wolf City he was familiar with, the Wolf City he dreamed of, was exactly the same as when he left.
This exact sameness pierced his chest like a bayonet, making his excitement disappear. He ignored the "nobles" of Wolf City who were surrounding him like flies through the guards, raising their heads in disdain.
Entered the city lord's mansion.
Tiger was very annoyed, because this damn place was completely different from when he left. This place was no longer the simple city lord's mansion. For more than ten years, all the city lords who lived here were...
Sparing no effort to expand this damn palace.
Wolf City had developed very well under the governance of Datang Group, or very well. Therefore, even if there was no development for more than ten years, the accumulated wealth here was enough for successive city lords to squander.
I don’t know how it was exploited, but in short, the appearance of the city lord’s palace has completely changed. Not to mention the splendid decoration inside, the area has also been expanded three times.
Walking on the path in the center of the lawn in front of the door, the Tang Imperial guards on both sides stood at attention and saluted the Imperial Marshal they admired. Each of them stood tall and straight, forming a distinct contrast with the half-hunched Susas nobles.
contrast.
"Sir, please come this way! There were not so many famous paintings here before..." The groveling look of the current city lord who was leading the way made Tiger even more disgusted. When he was here, there was no such thing in Beiling.
It can be said that Beiling was prosperous at that time, workers were working every day, and big houses were built through everyone's labor.
At that time, the suburbs of Wolf City were full of chimneys, billowing black smoke was rising every day, and everyone had black dust under their noses, but no one thought it would be ugly. When people went home to wash their faces, their fingernails were full of
It was black mud, but no one complained... After all, everyone made money that they could not even imagine in the past!
At that time, the Wolf City army was the most capable in the Kingdom of Wright. They fought for their own territory and even entered the Kingdom of Susas under the leadership of Tang Mo, turning the entire southern part of the Kingdom of Susas upside down.
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Yes, Tang Mo at that time was His Majesty the Emperor who Tige now serves. At that time, there was only one nobleman in Beiling, named Fishero.
As he walked, Tiger stopped. He remembered this corridor, which was now full of oil paintings, because he was standing here when he heard the news of Sir Fisherow's death.
There were many officers standing with him, some of whom are now famous generals in the Tang Empire's army, and some who were unknown and died on the road to war...
He still remembered the day he heard the news of Sir Fisherow's death, and he still remembered how embarrassed he was at that time. Although he was already Tang Mo's subordinate at that time, he still had a different attitude toward that nobleman than the other nobles.
The former owner was full of respect.
Under the leadership of that adult, Beiling achieved its prosperity at that time. At that time, no one dared to bully Beiling people, and at that time, Beiling people were invincible in the world!
Unfortunately, that is all in the past. Now the corridor has completely changed its appearance. It is magnificent but boring. After pausing for a few seconds where he once stood, Tiger continued to walk forward.
Several local nobles who stayed behind him winked at each other. They felt that it was possible that the marshal who had returned to his hometown had taken a fancy to the painting hanging on the wall. Of course, they should remember it silently at this time.
I'll take into account the marshal's preference and then find an opportunity to send the painting over.
Of course, Tiger didn't know that his subconscious melancholy had been completely misunderstood. He walked to the room prepared for him, and the guards on both sides helped him open the heavy door.
To Tiger's relief, his room was indeed not Fischereau's original room: that room seemed to have been abandoned long ago because it was too small.
Of course, this room could not be the room where His Majesty the Emperor and His Highness the Princess had a tryst, so Tiger moved into the new City Lord's room with peace of mind - in the eyes of outsiders, the Marshal was a bit too arrogant and domineering, and he actually
He did not ask the other party to vacate the best room to show his respect for His Majesty the Emperor.
It's a pity that everyone in the know knows that the few rooms in the old building of the current City Lord's Mansion that have long been covered with dust are the most "rich" places in Wolf City.
"Okay, I'm tired." Tiger stood at the door and had no intention of letting the accompanying Wolf City nobles in. He waved with his hand holding a leather glove, and everyone lowered their heads and took two steps back.
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"Old guy." Looking at the Imperial Lieutenant General standing aside, Tiger decided to hand over this good job to him who had also been to Wolf City: "Take someone to clean up those rooms, don't let them
People are approaching.”
He arranged it casually, as if the other party knew which rooms he was talking about. Lieutenant General Eric, who was also born in Northridge, stood at attention and saluted with a standard posture: "Yes!"
