Taoist Xingchuan and Tang Feng fought for three consecutive days, but there was still no winner. Every time, people from the continent would come to stop them and prevent them from continuing the fight. He also stopped at the right time.
But he also felt it at this time. Tang Feng didn't seem to be in a hurry about this matter at all, and seemed to be delaying it.
After he returned, he told Si Wu Zhang about this matter, and the latter also believed that his feeling was probably right. Even though the other party had the intention to seize the senior brother's body at first, he should have some such intention now.
Because as soon as Gongsun Chun's body arrives, Master Bai Xiu will definitely respond. If his disciple is beheaded and he doesn't show any reaction, then who will stand on his side?
Si Wuzhang thought that Master Bai Xiu might be busy with something now and couldn't get away for a while, so he simply postponed it.
However, he did not recommend that Taoist Xingchuan hand over Gongsun Min's body immediately, because on Zhang Yu's side, since Zhang Yu had informed them how to do it and did not take the initiative to urge them, it meant that they didn't care about it for a day or two, so they shouldn't do it privately.
Change your mind.
As long as Master Bai Xiu doesn't show up, then we can just drag it on like this.
Taoist Xingchuan was also very happy after hearing his judgment.
His visualization map needs to be improved during the battle, but ordinary minions and people who are far different from him cannot play their due role at all. However, there is a peer with a superb Taoist practice who accompanies him every day.
He practices his skills, which is a good thing that you can never ask for.
Moreover, he could feel that Tang Feng was improving every day. Obviously, he had gained a certain amount of experience as he fought with each other, but this also stimulated his fighting spirit.
In the northern wasteland, Vice-Chairman Wen returned to the Guangye camp fleet and reported to Su Qian the news that Cao Fangding had taken away the man.
Su Qian said: "You came back just in time. Accompany me to meet someone."
This time when she came to the north, in addition to serious military duties, she also had to pick up another person.
Deputy Wen Cong immediately went down to make arrangements. Not long after, a small airship came out of the fleet and came to the north. After waiting for almost half a day, he saw a silver-white shuttle-shaped airship approaching from the north. The airship
The mysterious cicada wing patterns on both sides are exceptionally clear.
Su Qian ordered: "Let's get closer."
They seemed to be seen on the opposite side. The hatch on the back of the flying boat opened, and a small white cloud boat came out. It looked very flat, with clouds and mist billowing around it. It was really beautiful. It was undoubtedly a magic weapon.
Standing on top of Yunzhou was a middle-aged scribe with a very elegant appearance, wearing a sky-blue round-neck casual suit. At first glance, he felt that this person was still very young, with very bright eyes, except for the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the frosty white on his temples.
It slightly obscured that spirit.
Behind him, stood a woman in white clothes. She looked to be twenty-five years old, with warm and shiny skin, a slender figure, and peaceful eyes. She was holding a red tassel in her hand.
The jade flute gives the whole person a gentle and beautiful feeling.
Su Qian also came out of the flying boat, landed on the small cloud boat, bowed to the middle-aged scribe, and said: "Uncle Xuan."
The middle-aged scribe nodded to her, smiled again, put his hand in front of him and gestured, and said: "When I first met you, you were just a little tall, and you were just following your sister. Now you are also the commander.
Now that I am a captain in the First Army, time really flies by."
Su Qian said: "Uncle Xuan is still as charming as before."
She glanced at the woman in white, who nodded slightly to her.
However, the middle-aged scribe did not seem to have any intention of introducing this woman to her, and smiled and said to her: "There is no need to say these polite words between our families.
Mr. Su is also very concerned about the current situation in Qingyang. This time I was ordered to go to Qingyang, and Mr. Su asked me to take care of you two sisters."
Su Qian raised her head slightly and said, "We don't need anyone else's care."
The middle-aged scribe was not unhappy at all, but nodded and said: "I mean the same thing, but your temper is exactly the same as Su Gong's. Your brother is very thoughtful and utilitarian. Only your sister can
I’ve seen Mr. Su’s magnanimity back then.”
Su Qian said: "But my father always thinks that my brother is the most like him."
The middle-aged scribe laughed a little and said: "Let's not mention this anymore. I will stay in Qingyang for a while this time. You have been here for these years. If you have time, you can first talk to me about what is worth mentioning here in Qingyang.
Someone or something."
Su Qian said without thinking: "The most noteworthy person in the continent today is of course Zhang Xuanzheng of Xuan Mansion."
The middle-aged scribe said: "Niece Wei wrote a letter before, but she mentioned Xuan Zheng a little bit."
When the woman in white heard them mention Zhang Yu, she showed attention. At this moment, she opened her red lips and said, "I heard that this Xuanzheng returned from the Dongting Protector's Mansion?"
Su Qian said: "Yes, when the beacon fire at the Dongting Protectorate was ignited, it was I who led the Guangye camp to help, but by then, the crisis had been resolved by Zhang Xuanzheng."
The woman in white nodded lightly and didn't ask any more questions.
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "This wasteland is not a place for long conversations. My niece, I will go back to Qingyang with you first, and then we will slowly talk in detail."
After the two parties separated here, the middle-aged scribe returned to the flying boat and said respectfully to the woman in white: "I wonder how long my aunt plans to stay in Qingyang this time?"
The woman in white said calmly: "This time I just want to go to the place where he insisted on going, but I have to wait for you to finish the work first."
The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said: "Auntie, please don't worry about your nephew. When I come to Qingyang this time, I don't intend to interfere in the situation in Qingyang, so there won't be much hindrance."
The woman in white smiled slightly and said: "When you met the little girl from the Su family just now, you said she was only so tall at that time, but in my eyes, you are not the kid who stole my paper-cuts and posted them everywhere for fun.
?”
The middle-aged scribe also smiled. He cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll bother my aunt."
Among the Liangzhou Prosecution Department, Zhang Yu is arranging a plan these days. Because the requirements are relatively secretive, everyone in the Prosecution Department is called upon, and almost all the people employed are monks.
On this day, while he was reviewing the newspapers sent from below, a disciple came to report: "Xuanzheng, Cao Xuanxiu has returned from abroad and is waiting outside."
Zhang Yu put down the newspaper and said, "Please come in, Fellow Taoist Cao."
After a while, Cao Fangding walked in, cupped his hands to him, and said solemnly: "Xuanzheng, fortunately you have lived up to your fate. Cao successfully caught up with Fan Shang during this trip and captured him."
Zhang Yu originally arranged for Cao Fangding to go there, just because there was a slight possibility of catching up, so he thought about it temporarily, but he did not expect that Cao Fangding actually chased him back.
He said: "Fellow Daoist Cao, you haven't encountered any trouble along the way, have you?"
Cao Fangding said: "It went quite smoothly. On the way, I met a Captain Su from Guangye Camp, who claimed to be an old acquaintance of Xuan Zheng. With her help, I was able to bring him back so quickly this time."
Zhang Yu said: "Su Lieutenant is indeed an old acquaintance. It turns out that she is also in Beiyuan this time." He raised his eyes and said, "Thank you for your hard work, fellow Daoist Cao. Please go down and rest first. We still have things to do later."
Cao Fangding bowed solemnly and then retreated.
Zhang Yu ordered the monks beside him: "Bring Fan Shang here."
After a while, Fan Shang was brought in. His face was depressed and his hair and beard were disheveled. After he came in, he tried to calm himself down, bowed and said, "The sinner Fan Shang has seen Zhang Xuanzheng."
His legs were trembling all the time, and his body was even a little weak, not only because he was captured by the Xuanfu, but also because he learned that he was taken directly to the Prosecution Department.
Xuanfu at least still follows the rules, but the prosecutors don't necessarily.
Among the two palaces, the Prosecutor's Office has long been demonized, so he is far more afraid of the Prosecutor's Office than the Xuanfu.
Zhang Yu took one look and ordered: "Find him a chair and let him sit down and talk."
Master Fan hurriedly said gratefully: "Thank you Xuanzheng, thank you Xuanzheng." After sitting down, he did not dare to fill the seat, but he was careful to take a corner.
Zhang Yudao: "Master Fan, you should also understand that once you get here, no one in either the two mansions or Tianjiyuan can help you get out."
Master Fan looked resigned and said, "Yes, yes, the sinner Fan knows." He paused, bowed, and said, "What does Xuan Zheng want to ask? The sinner knows everything he knows, and he tells you everything he knows."
Zhang Yu immediately asked some questions about his communication with Shuangzhou, and Master Fan really didn't hide anything and made it clear about his association with Shuangzhou.
At the end, he also cried out to Qu: "I am really unjust. I acted on the orders of Vice President Zhai back then. Otherwise, who would want to deal with those aliens in Shuangzhou?"
Zhang Yu's eyes flashed slightly and he said: "Vice President Zhai? Where is this person now?"
Master Fan said helplessly: "He died forty years ago. It's just that the contact with Shuangzhou has started, and it's hard to stop."
Zhang Yudao: "Is there any document clearly left behind on that day?"
Master Fan said with a bitter face: "This is nothing."
By entrusting these secret matters to him, doesn't the deputy dean think highly of him and regard him as his confidant? This is a good thing that cannot be obtained even if you ask for it. How can he ask for any explicit documents?
Zhang Yu thought for a while, and for some reason, he always felt that he had dealt with Vice President Zhai before, but if the other party had passed away thirty years ago, then this should be impossible, but he felt like this again.
I thought, but I thought of someone for no reason.
After a moment, he continued to ask: "There are many unrecorded creators in Qingyang Continent. Do you know about this?"
He just tried to ask, not expecting to get much, but Master Fan immediately nodded and said: "Yes, yes, our Juzhou Tianji Academy has indeed created many such creators over the years, many
It is said that he was used as a substitute for officials in the two governments."
He expressed his merits and said: "Originally, the superiors have given instructions that they are not allowed to be recorded in the record. However, sinners always have good memories and remember every one of them in their hearts. If Xuan Zheng needs it, the sinner can write it down silently later."