December 30, the 15th year of Dacai Pingjing's New Year's Eve.
The workshops in the Nanlian Mountain area that work day and night rarely take a night off. At this time, the lights are dark, but the rumbling wheels are rolling, and the trains are still intensively traveling between the north and the south. The new and old buildings covering an area of more than thirty miles in the southeast of Nanlian Mountain
In the city, the lights on the streets and alleys are always lit, and against the background of the snowy night, they are like stars floating lightly on the sea.
The snow stopped for a while, and the roofs of every house were covered with white snow and covered with silver. The light of fireworks and firecrackers lit up in the night sky, showing wealth and joy. It was probably because the time had not yet come and it was not too intense yet.
Many people spontaneously gathered in the square in front of the Hanhou Mansion, guarding the clock on the tall building in front of the mansion, watching the hour hand slide towards the twelve hour patterns - this is a new timing product released by the workshop this year.
It is more useful than the sun corona in rainy and snowy days. I sent it to the Hou Mansion to make a Qingmai timing sign. It soon became popular at various stations along the railway. Accurate timing made train dispatching 50% faster, and the passenger flow and freight volume were greatly improved.
Big increase.
There are groups of people watching the New Year's Eve, children are running and playing, vendors are selling food and fresh toys around the square, and the juggling team attracts many people to watch, but most of them are looking for people they know and chatting.
"I recently heard that the Marquis is no longer here..." Someone mentioned the recent rumors.
"Going to conquer southern Hunan? I don't think so. I heard that we signed a peace treaty with the Xianghou Mansion. The Marquis is not as trustworthy as the court..."
An old man nodded after hearing this: "That's right..."
Some scholars sighed secretly when they heard this. In the six months since Ying Xianglong became independent, the influence of the Cai Dynasty has completely faded. Unconsciously, the people here no longer care much about criticizing the imperial court.
"I heard that I'm going to Dongzhou." A vendor gave the child a candy and said while collecting the change.
"Dongzhou?"
Some people were startled and shook their heads in disbelief: "It's so far away. It will take more than two years for the Shanbei Railway to be repaired. How can we go there now?"
The construction of the railway at the northern foot of Beimang Mountain is no longer a secret. The people of Yingxiang all know that there is an opportunity to make a fortune in the north of the mountain. Many people go there and bring back fresh goods from the grassland, as well as more important information - which railway is going to be built?
All the way to Stuning
A businessman from out of town boasted about his cattle scalping business in Shanbei. An idea flashed and he suddenly asked: "Hey, do you think the Marquis has formed an alliance with the King of Wei?"
"Shh... don't talk nonsense about this matter. If you don't announce it, it won't happen. If you talk nonsense, the guards in gray will arrest you as a rumor, and it will be difficult to go home."
Under the threat of the cold figure of the Gray Guards secret organization, the people looked at each other and tacitly agreed to stop the topic. The foreign merchant just muttered: "It would be good to form an alliance. I heard that King Wei has integrated three caves. I'm afraid it will
Soon I will be out of seclusion looking for persimmons to squeeze..."
But soon he became quiet and did not dare to say any more. Another Taoist magician brought up the subject and asked about the whereabouts of the Marquis of Han: "But the Marquis did not show up for more than ten days. Could it be that he really went... Haha,
I think that although the journey is difficult, Qingmai is faithful and punctual, and I am afraid that there is still a chance..."
"No way... Let me tell you, why go to a barren land? There is no benefit at all..."
"Haha, Dongzhou is a great opportunity for development, and the benefits are great. However, the waterway and railways of Marquis are not accessible for a while, so I don't know if there is..." Another middle-aged man said, and looked at each other with the magician just now, with understanding eyes.
Not announced.
They are all spies from all sides
After half a year of shielding from Cai Dynasty, Xianhou, who once stood unparalleled in the Northland, gradually faded away. No one except King Jingzhuang of Chu announced an alliance with Ye Qing.
Prince Xin responded to the news from Hunan, and the traffic blockade still had an effect. In addition to the various forces in the north still talking about smuggling, with a little fear, Ye Qing's impression on the princes further away was mostly - "Oh, that
"The unlucky immortal prince who was blocked by Cai Chao", "It's hard to be a first-timer", "Has there been any movement recently? Forget it if not..." and so on.
Although Yingxiang is big, it is only a small corner of the country.
The world is so big, with one hundred states and one hundred vassal states. Each state and country has a territory of at least several thousand miles, and communication is thousands of miles away. There are also astronomical, tidal and magnetic disturbances from time to time, and new forces have entered the stage of competition for supremacy.
The leaders are still only concerned with immediate survival matters and don't care much about distant places.
Even local major events that happen from time to time in various places are not painful or trivial when they reach Kyushu.
This is true within Kyushu, not to mention the Bahuang region that is farther away than across Kyushu. Those things that were occasionally talked about as anecdotes in peacetime were forgotten by most people in this winter of troubled times.
In this way.
In such a general atmosphere that people sweep the snow in front of their own homes and don’t care about the frost on other people’s tiles, the news that the Marquis of Han was going to explore Dongzhou half a year ago was nothing more than a forgotten thing.
In the end, even the news itself was gradually forgotten by people. Except for a few stakeholders, no one thought that Ye Qing could go to the East China Sea as scheduled under such a tight blockade by the Cai Dynasty.
But some people will not forget that not only are the nearby forces that are wary of Ye Qing, but with more and more production capacity, the Cai Dynasty has become more and more closely monitoring the movements in the Nanlian Mountain area.
As the noise and undercurrent surged in the square, the bells rang in the night sky, and the hour hand pointed steadily at twelve o'clock. The old year passed like this, and the new year has begun.
With the square as the center, people all over the city cheered when they heard the bells. Fireworks shot up in the night sky. Official fireworks and folk fireworks, colorful and bright, reflected the night sky, adding to the festive atmosphere.
Fireworks and firecrackers filled the city like a boiling pot. At this moment, bells and drums suddenly rang and music played loudly. The crowd was startled and opened their eyes to see that the guard of honor was coming.
Yellow umbrellas and canopies poured out. The younger ones had never seen the spectacle and were just watching. The old man had already pulled people to kneel on the ground and whispered: "The Marquis of Han is leaving."
"Nan Liandong Tianzhenjun, the champion Grand Governor, the Marquis of Han has arrived -" the roll call sounded, hundreds of guards and ministers gathered around, and it was brilliant under the fireworks.
At this time, the people knelt down and prostrated, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared: "The Marquis of Han is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."
The spies hidden in the crowd were speechless. They only looked at the crowds of people shouting and Ye Qing on the high platform remained silent - until now, the imperial court had blocked the situation. Not only had the Marquis of Han's heart not fallen, but even Qian Shui openly shouted.
There is nothing better than this for rebellious ministers and traitors
On the third floor of the Linguan Building in the Hou Mansion, Ye Qing did not know or ignore the curses of some people. His figure appeared behind the railing, holding Cao Baijing's hand, waving to everyone, and the cheers from the crowd below became louder.
Under the night lights, Cao Baijing looked more and more like a beautiful lady, which made people never tire of it. She was now very accustomed to this kind of nobility, but her eyes were more on her husband. Seeing that his smile was not as usual, she secretly asked:
"What's wrong, husband?"
"I'm expressing some legitimate resistance to the lockdown."
Ye Qing responded to her with a smile and said: "Only a prosperous and prosperous age requires this kind of joy with the people. I am not trying to gain reputation. My reputation among the people of Yingxiang is probably more than enough, but I also want to show off Yingxiang's strength——
Isn’t your Cai Dynasty blocking it off? Blocking off a powerful Yingxiang place to see where the face is."
"Husband... you are so cunning." Cao Baijing covered her mouth and chuckled.
Especially when Ying Xiang was in trouble according to the official report of his neighbor Yunxia Daily, this slap in the face by his husband was undoubtedly very eye-catching, further attracting Cai Chao's attention to Nanlian Mountain instead of Dongzhou.
Holding this grand New Year's Eve party in troubled times is a special manifestation that makes the people of Yingxiang feel proud and proud. However, some of them exchanged glances with each other and did not speak until they dispersed into the streets with the crowd.
At that time, the Taoist shield came up during an unexpected encounter, and asked privately: "It may attract attention...is it the real body?"
A magician from the "Immortal Body" said that they are all very proficient in light and dark methods, so how could they not be on guard against Ye Qingjin Chan's plan to escape from his shell?
"...It's not fake, or the female fairy is pretending to be one, but the aura of a fairy can be disguised, but the aura of a true dragon cannot be faked, and it is impossible for the Three Pure Ones to be fake."
"It seems I really can't go..."
"Wait a minute...among his wives, only Mrs. Cao showed up?" The local hawker just now looked suspicious: "I know the inside story because I have lived here for many years. The other wives rarely show up, but Mrs. Qian is
Rumor has it that she is no different from the head wife, and the two ladies are always with her at every public event."
"You are uneducated. You didn't read yesterday's newspaper, did you? The Marquis of Han announced that Madam Qian was attacking the immortal grid, and a flower fell on... the bastard." A magician's eyes flashed, why is this person so beautiful and talented in the world?
, the loyal maid can't fall by his side?
He was a local monk who had watched Ye Qing grow up. At this moment, his heart was filled with inexplicable jealousy, and he lowered his voice and sneered: "Tsk, tsk, just now the news that King Wei merged the four caves spread here, and the Hanhou Mansion issued such news, which is clearly to offset the Wei Dynasty.
With the king’s influence, it seems that the rumored alliance between the Han Hou Mansion and the Northern Wei Dynasty is not very reliable..."
The Taboo of Immortal Sensation, even if he was shielded and called Ye Qing a country boy, he never dared to say Ye Qing's name in private, which aroused the contempt of the people around him.
Already.
But no one objected to his judgment and thought it was somewhat possible: "Do you think the alliance between tigers and wolves will be reliable? But for our court, this is a good thing, I hope so..."
Amidst the whispers of some people, there was a wine shop not far away, close to the road. It was newly built and the downstairs was busy with people coming and going.
Going upstairs, there are private seats separated by screens. Inside, people are drinking and drinking, and several singers are singing a cappella, making the diners nod involuntarily.
Under the red lanterns on the street, a few people in gray clothes were drinking and chatting. In fact, they all had a special small magic talisman stuffed in their ears, which flickered and communicated with the Nanlian Mountain Network.
At this time, staring at the few people just now, they were all angry at the private slander they had just heard about the Lord and Mrs. Qian. A young guard in gray sneered: "You all think that you can talk as much as you want with the shield? Didn't you know that this is Yingxiang land?"
The core of the network and the changes in spiritual energy are all under control. Wouldn't a dignified immortal sitting here be able to crack it easily?"