Hanchang Town has been revised and is located at the foot of Nanlian Mountain. After half a year, it has been basically completed. At this time in the early summer night, the weeping willows on both sides of the bank were already green, and the night was as bright as snow. In a wine shop, Sun Quan and Sima Yi were sitting in the wine shop.
A corner.
The wine is good wine, Bamboo Leaf Spring, but people prefer to call it another name - Yejia Wine.
This mellow wine is one of the main products of the grassland, and in Hanchang Town, it is of even higher quality.
The wine girl came with a tray of wine, smiled, and said: "Two adults, you have to taste the wine slowly to fully appreciate the flavor."
"Haha, thank you." Sun Quan smiled, and Jiu Ji knew it and stopped talking and left.
Sun Quan filled a glass of wine for Sima Yi and said, "Zhongda, the beauty's words are indeed the truth. Come, let's take a sip slowly."
Sima Yi, who was standing opposite, heard Sun Quan's words and laughed: "Just follow Zhongmou's words."
Although he said this, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. He was absent-minded and answered perfunctorily. Sun Quan sighed inwardly and knew the reason.
The Marquis of Han strictly controlled entry and exit from Han territory, but there was still news.
The Sima family has been prospering one after another, but it was suppressed intentionally or unintentionally during the reign of Emperor Gao of the Han Dynasty. No one came up from the Sima family. Now, the originally prominent family has gradually disappeared and has never regained its original potential. Recently, some of its descendants have been conquered.
If you are killed in the execution ground, you will be transformed into the past.
Sun Quan said calmly: "Don't worry about Zhongda. No matter how prosperous the family is, it is still a test of the imperial court. As long as Zhongda is still there, we can prosper the family."
Sima Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Zhong Mou is too preoccupied. I am not worried about my own future. I am actually thinking about my lord's administration and my foresight."
Sun Quan took a sip of wine, and the warm liquid flowed into his throat. He sighed in his heart and looked at the newspaper, which contained an excerpt about this.
"The Marquis of Han dismissed the state army and reorganized the northern and southern armies. The southern army returned to the Han Marquis Mansion, with an army of three thousand."
"The Northern Army has 23,000 troops, 20,000 infantry, and 3,000 cavalry."
"Build the Han Hou Mansion and use it as a cabinet to rule the whole state. We also built bridges and connected them with railways so that troops could be transported within the state overnight."
"This is not only for military use, but also for civilian use. Millions of commercial goods are sold every day."
"The original armies of each county have been transformed into wing soldiers, led by veterans. Those who are well trained and obey orders will lose to the martial arts hall."
These are things that both of them knew well. Looking at the pale luck that shrouded the town of Hanchang, they couldn't help but smile bitterly and drank in silence.
"All kinds of things here are gathering together."
These newspapers, which are not accessible to ordinary people, are called "Di Bao". They are a kind of reference news that is reported to the government offices at all levels. They are all compiled by the Han Hou Mansion and released to various departments and officials.
Since it is an internal reference, it has great reference value. Ye Qing personally pointed out: "Any order that does not involve confidentiality can be publicized and known widely."
Its content mainly records important personnel appointments and removals, tax changes, important actions, special rewards, military victories, and suppression of rebellions.
People within the system need to study and ponder the content of these publications.
Sun Quan gradually developed the habit of reading the Di newspaper and benefited a lot from it. It can also be seen that Ye Qing began to get rid of the system of the Cai Dynasty and gradually implemented his own "Tao"
These changes were not rushed in a rush, let alone scrupulous. They were implemented one by one in an orderly manner, and increasingly separated Yingzhou Longqi from the Cai Dynasty and formed its own system.
The Han people who came up from the soil, due to the sensitivity of their own status, had to fill the bricks and mortar of the Hanhou Mansion whether they wanted to or not, or else they would annihilate themselves from the Hanhou Mansion.
Faced with this situation, I couldn't help but feel helpless. Maybe they were suffering from the same problem, and the relationship between the two gradually became closer. At this time, they both toasted to each other and got drunk for a while. They dispersed at dawn.
It was early that morning when the three saints came up together.
The sky is bright, the darkness has passed, the east is all white, the sun has not risen, and at the calmest time when yin and yang meet dusk and dawn, a few wisps of purple energy have already been produced in the east.
The Three Saints came up and arrived at the cave. They were speechless and just quietly absorbed the purple energy. This is a very simple task, but if you do it on the upper earth, the effect will be ten times that of the lower earth.
After finishing, he first looked at Hanchang Town with the familiar feeling, and saw that there were hundreds of houses in the town, of different sizes, and many of them. At this time, in the early morning, servants came out to prepare various matters, looking at
The flow of people goes straight out of the east gate and goes to the vegetable market.
Looking at the unfamiliar and busy dock in the distance, Yuan pointed at the large and small ancestral halls in the town and said: "Ye Qing has done such a thorough job. No wonder Emperor Wa is so inclined to him."
"Indeed, the big temple is a Han temple. There are three god tablets. Taizu, Shizu, Chengzu, and thanks to Ye Qing's immortality, they have all been reborn in the temple. But I have to admit that this unites people's hearts and makes those who come from the earth suddenly feel...
It has its roots - look at the Han Qi condensed on it, which is milky white but not scattered."
"There is also this small temple, but it is the Temple of Emperor Wa. It is rare that the God of Sheji is on the ground. She is fully supporting the Hanhou." Tongtian said with a cold smile.
Yuan glanced at Tongtian without saying anything, and then stared at the nearby Hanhou Mansion without saying a word. This Hanhou Mansion is the most familiar place besides Hanchang County. It can only be said to be large in scale and majestic. Most importantly,
It is a lush golden color, with a natural aura, and a hint of the familiar dragon aura of the Han family.
After a long time, he smiled to himself and said: "The world's situation is deplorable... Nuwa will be coming up soon. Let's go over and be guests. In fact, what Nuwa said is that we are just real immortals on earth..."
It is said that the war has been over for some time, and the Hanhou Mansion has become more and more peaceful recently. There is a garden pavilion in the backyard, and Ye Qing is inside. Here, shaded by flowers and trees, a cool breeze blows with a refreshing breath, blowing a cool feeling on people's skin.
When looking at the corresponding states on the sixth floor of Lingxi Reflection, Beimang Mountain is the orange spiritual vein of the earth attribute, and the long river is the dark water spiritual vein, sandwiching Yingzhou in the middle.
There are also many branch veins flowing with various auras, directly or indirectly attached to the north and south veins. Among them, Xianmen Blessed Land seems to be a small star point, while Qiyang City and Nanlian Mountain are two big stars, but the aura texture is obviously different.
——Qiyang City is more popular, and Nanlian Mountain is more spiritual.
"Suitable for double formation eyes?"
Ye Qing thought about it and continued to breathe in the few wisps of purple energy from the east.
There was a winding verandah in the distance, and several maids came over and served a few plates of side dishes and porridge. After they left, they all whispered: "Master Hou is so famous in the north, and he never forgets to practice..."
"The same goes for Madam. She gets up before dawn every day. Hey, even if the Marquis is lucky enough to be there that night, she still gets up early. It doesn't look like..."
"Stop chattering..."
"Shh, Master Zhou is here..."
The maids kept silent and lowered their heads, hiding on both sides of the verandah. There were several real people named Zhou in the Hou's mansion, but this was the inner courtyard where the Hou's daughter and family lived. Foreign ministers would not enter, so they could easily tell who was coming.
Not long after, a girl in a plain sword uniform passed by quickly, with a cold cheek and two clear black and white eyes, exuding a pure and innocent atmosphere.
From the perspective of the maids who knew a little bit about martial arts, this woman's steps were light and silent. Not to mention the slight sound of her cloth shoes rubbing against the ground, even the rotation of the air flow was controlled to the minimum by some kind of force. Her movements seemed to be...
It's as quiet as a big lynx in hunting mode. No wonder no one noticed it when it got a few feet closer.
At this time, he only glanced at them, then looked away, and walked straight past them.
Fortunately, this... the maids knew that Zhenren had been focusing on swordsmanship this week and had always ignored him. They stuck out their tongues and secretly rejoiced. They did not dare to say anything more and walked away quickly to do their own things.
"These girls are getting more and more talkative..." Zhou Ling thought in her mind, she was a simple-minded person, and she was finally a real person. She knew it in her heart, she just didn't care.
The pavilion is spacious and clean. The meals are packed in insulated lacquered wooden boxes, wrapped in towels, and placed on a table. There is a faint fragrance of rice porridge, and the young man in Taoist uniform sitting next to him is not interested in this.
Unaware.
Zhou Ling stopped there and stared at the young man, her usually cold eyes filled with warmth.
She has always been the earliest among the girls in the house, and she understands the young master's diligence best. At this time, she waited quietly without disturbing her, and began to practice on her own...
After you have mastered the sword technique to the level of sword type, this is equivalent to a special spiritual pool. It is more about slowly polishing and using the enemy's spiritual blood to sacrifice the sword type. It is not necessary to dance the sword all the time.
After being taught by their clan uncle Qian Xingyun, the brothers and sisters, especially her own swordsmanship, developed very quickly, and they honed their skills to kill enemies in the fields below and on the battlefield.
Now the Yin God wields a sword at night, and is only one step away from practicing the Yang God sword. Once the Yang God is achieved, his spiritual body can fly into the sky with a sword, and the battlefield damage will increase a hundred times.
But the more her strength increases, the more she can feel his unfathomable power when she stands behind him. It is really difficult for her wish to catch up with him one day to come true.
In fact, this is the consensus of the ladies in the backyard. Not to mention Cao Baijing and Wu Ran, even the three empresses of the Han Dynasty, Empress Dowager He, Fu Shou, and Tang Ji, not counting Ye Qing's women, all feel that the emperor is really the pillar of the sky, towering over the sky.
The tree serves as the backbone of the entire force.
From the outside, many people only saw the power of Nanliandong Tianzhenjun. They were shocked, inspired or frightened by this, and they couldn't help but describe various auras of genius.
But few know that behind Ye Qing's rapid advancement in his studies, there is the accumulation of daily practice, deduction, recording, and condensation, rain or shine...
Even when I was practicing meditation with the women at night, I resonated with him, allowing them to assimilate and improve.
Regardless of war or peace these years, the power of the Marquis of Han has only assisted Ye Qing, never letting him forget the source of the power of the immortal world... This is a profound lesson of death, and now it is increasingly proven to be correct.
After a while, Ye Qing slowly finished his daily morning practice. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pretty face.
"Good morning, have you had breakfast?"
"Young Master, I've eaten." Zhou Ling always said this. When she saw him reaching out and patting the seat next to him, she obediently sat down with him and watched him eat.
Ye Qing was drinking porridge and asked her casually: "Were there any enemies last night?"
"Not in this state. I heard from other states that all the governors or princes have taken action to imitate the actions of you and the King of Wei..."
Zhou Ling took out a bunch of messages from her pocket, gave a brief overview of the situation, and handed over a letter: "There is also a letter from Fu Chengshan, an old friend of the same age, who is a fifth-rank imperial attendant."
"Oh...is it Brother Fu?" Ye Qing was a little expectant.