As a descendant of the Qiao family, he followed his father, the previous governor of Liaodong, to come here since he was a child.
At the age of eighteen, he inherited his father's mantle and served as the military governor of Liaodong.
At this age and in this position, it is definitely an incredible thing. But in Liaodong, it is not uncommon. The reason is that no one in Liaodong is willing to come... So even though his father did not become the king, he still
It can be done through the hereditary succession of Jiedushi.
Liaodong is such a strange place.
But Qiao Yuan likes Liaodong very much.
Because the sky is high and the emperor is far away.
Because others can't control him, he can be the local emperor here!
He can do whatever he wants here!
You can have whatever you want, and you can have beautiful women if you want them!
On days like this, the emperor wouldn't even give me a change!
only.
Just a few months ago, an imperial decree suddenly came.
Let him resign as military envoy to Liaodong and serve as military envoy to the Western Regions?
Western Region?
Why did he go to the Western Regions?
How would others know that Liaodong is so good!
Qiao Yuan smiled coldly, sat down in his seat, and looked around with his sinister eyes.
Everyone was so silent that they didn't even dare to say a word.
Qiao Yuan looks relatively thin, but at first glance, he looks like a very vicious person. The same goes for his character.
He is the native emperor of Liaodong!
Even if he is not named king, he still wants others to call him king!
"Shilang Liu? What the hell is this?"
Qiao Yuan suddenly held a glass of wine and laughed loudly: "Remember, this is Liaodong, this is Liaodong alone! When the dragon comes, he has to be coiled up alone; when the tiger comes, he has to lie down alone! Think about it!
Sit alone and dream! He is here to deliver goods to us!"
Everyone knelt down and worshiped.
"The king is mighty!"
"The king is mighty!"
Qiao Yuan then fiercely pulled a beautiful woman next to him, raised and lowered his hands, and looked at an official next to him with cold eyes: "How is that batch of goods?"
The official was shocked and quickly lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, the handover went smoothly, the ship has been sent out..."
Qiao Yuan frowned slightly: "Tell those Nanyang barbarians that the situation in Long Yan has changed. Next time, you must pay first before goods!"
"yes!"
Qiao Yuan then burst out laughing again: "This time, how much goods has this Liu Shilang brought us? It's really a lucky star. You think it's better for him to die early or later?"
The crowd burst into laughter.
"Give me, let's dance!"
The sound of silk and bamboo began again, and the beauties began to dance gracefully again, all kinds of coquettish expressions.
...
Liu Zheng is actually quite strange.
Even though Qingzhou is so close to Liaodong, everyone has a dark eye on the situation in Liaodong.
This is very abnormal.
Neither King Wei nor King Yong knew this Qiao Yuan very well.
The biggest reason for this is, of course, that Liaodong has no sense of presence in Longyan.
I don’t know much about Qiao Yuan, and I certainly don’t know much about Liaodong.
The heavy rain is still falling.
Liu Zheng and King Yong, dressed in disguise, came to the streets of Taixi Village. Because more and more people have gathered here in the past few days, this border town has become very lively with people coming and going.
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The owners of inns and restaurants are the happiest.
Without taking off their raincoats, the two walked into an inn.
"My dear guests, what would you like to order? Our family has the best Zuiyinzhou!"
The waiter came over immediately, nodded and bowed.
King Yong chuckled, took out a piece of silver and threw it out: "Find a seat by the window on the second floor."
When the waiter saw the money, his eyes lit up. Even though the rich were everywhere these days, there were still very few guests who were so lavish. He shouted loudly: "Okay, you two distinguished guests, please sit by the window on the second floor!"
"Looking at this, I'm afraid the rain won't stop even after ten days."
King Yong sighed.
Liu Zheng smiled faintly: "King Yong doesn't need to think about this. The explosives shipped by King Wei immediately this time are not ordinary explosives. They are basically not affected by the weather."
The two sat down. When King Yong heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's good. It's just Liu Shilang. What do you think of this Wangchuan City..."
At this time, the waiter brought several plates of side dishes, but the two of them did not speak.
Liu Zheng looked out the window. In the hazy autumn rain, the looming mountains looked like an evil dragon that chose people to devour.
He smiled slightly and did not answer King Yong's question.
"Hey, have you heard? That Minister Liu, in ten days, will force his way into Wangchuan City!"
"You just know?"
"Haha, what do you think?"
"He must be crazy!"
"I see, he is really overconfident! He will definitely fall into trouble this time!"
The people who were eating and drinking here were all discussing this matter.
"Let me tell you, the last time, it was my neighbor! He was an old hunter for more than 20 years! He claimed to have been running rampant in the mountains and forests of Liaodong for many years. He must not believe in evil and wanted to break into the Wangchuan City! What was the result? 2
A team of more than ten people just didn’t come out!"
With the wine in full swing, some people began to chat about the mountains.
Liu Zheng couldn't help but look.
Others also exclaimed in surprise.
"Really or not?"
"No one came out?"
"How long has this been going on?"
"Three months!"
"Hey, miserable..."
Hearing the voices at this table, someone over there was dissatisfied and laughed: "What are more than twenty people? Have you heard of that ghost blockade incident?"
As soon as these words came out, many people changed their expressions.
Those who came from other places were even more curious.
Ghosts seal the city!
This is exciting to hear!
Liu Zheng and King Yong also looked at each other and started listening while drinking.
The man had indeed drank a lot and burped. Seeing that he had successfully attracted the attention of the audience, he pretended to be mysterious and said: "Thirty thousand exiled prisoners!"
"Listen clearly..."
"Thirty thousand!"
Many people took a breath.
She seemed to have anticipated what he was going to say, but she still looked forward to him continuing to speak to confirm her guess.
"No more!"
"It's all gone!"
A look of fear flashed across the man's face.
"What?"
"Really or not?"
"How is this possible..."
Everyone at the scene was shocked.
Thirty thousand people, all gone?
No one made it through alive?
"That day happened to be the Ghost Festival on July 15th. The jailer who escorted the prisoners hurried back and refused to listen to the advice. He insisted on forcing his way in... As a result, the ghost of Wangchuan closed the city, and the mountain
Ghosts, they ate 30,000 people in one go! The whole city of Wangchuan was filled with ghosts crying and wolves howling, and the yin energy was strong! People in Taixi Village can hear it!"
"ah!"
"Thirty thousand people!"
Fear struck everyone's heart.
King Yong's face was also drained of all color.
Liu Zheng smiled slightly.
really.
The truth is getting closer and closer to what he guessed.