After discussing with Fu Yi, the governor of Ba County, Zhang Han already had a good idea of the overt situation and undercurrents of Ba County.
As the biggest leader of the Shadow Guard, he certainly would not show his emotions easily. Everything he did before was just to seduce the governor.
Including Xinghun's unreasonable nostrils turned upward attitude, all to lower Fu Yi's wariness towards them.
It's quite tiring to talk about it. Obviously we are all officials of the same country. Just one meeting requires countless considerations in advance.
Of the five major families in Ba County, Governor Fu Yi is undoubtedly the closest to Ba family. Considering Ba family's current situation, Ba Qing may have reached some kind of agreement with Fu Yi privately.
The Fan, Xiang, and Zheng clans who are struggling to make a fortune for the country, such a serious matter is basically impossible to be a false accusation by Fu Yi. Of course, in line with the principle of listening to both sides, it will be clear, and listening to one side will be hidden, Zhang Han will also send people to verify.
As for what Bajun will become in the end, it depends on what Ying Zheng, who is sitting high in Xianyang, will decide after knowing everything.
Nongyu sat in and observed the whole scene like this. The so-called bystander Qing, she also understood eighty-nine points of Zhang Han's probing intentions and the internal relations in Bajun.
"No wonder, husband, you always say that the most tiring thing in the court is the unrestrained and unrestrained world. It's really hard for you to deal with the king, your colleagues, and your subordinates like this every day."
Nongyu knew Lu Yan very well and knew that her husband actually disliked power-based tactics. Lu Yan had a strong personality and a strong sense of idealism. He sometimes had the spirit of a scholar and the arrogance of a warrior.
However, Lu Yan didn't care about power, fame, wealth, and sex, these were the four things that most people worked hard and spent their entire lives pursuing.
Such a person, in the position of the Qin State's Imperial Advisor, plots this and that all day long for the sake of peace in his heart, but on his hands is the blood of millions of innocent people.
Half the world's praise, half the world's scorn. Half inner pride, half inner self-destruction.
This is how Lu Yan spent his ten years in Qin.
Nong Yu suddenly remembered a story he had told himself before, about a young knight who slayed demons and eventually became a demon.
"The boy's original intention of picking up the sword was to gain strength to protect his family and his hometown. When he defeated the demon that threatened his hometown, he discovered that he could dominate the people in his hometown, just like a demon.
Nong Yu, can you imagine a despicable, shameless executioner with no bottom line, who firmly believes in his heart that he is saving the world?"
At that time, she did not answer because she knew that Lu Yan was afraid that one day he would become a demon-slaying boy.
"Power, fame, wealth, and lust can make people lose their way very quickly. But so can ideals. Especially beautiful ideals."
"..."
A meeting reminded Nong Yu of thousands of nights when Lu Yan returned to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, washed himself up and got into bed, always turning his head and showing himself a frustrated and ecstatic smile.
She raised the Ice Soul Sword in front of her, stroking an emerald jade stone inlaid on it, her red lips pursed slightly, half-smiling.
"I have always known that you are tired physically and mentally, but I never knew that you are so tired all the time."
"Mrs. Nongyu, are you worried about staying here?"
A scolding voice came from behind. Nong Yuxiu frowned and put down his sword, "It turns out it's the Star Soul Mage. It's nothing. I'm just worried about the disaster."
Xinghun walked closer to her and lowered his gaze to the Ice Soul Sword, "Ms. Nongyu's song on the plank road that day was a masterpiece of piano and sword, which I can't forget to this day. Worrying about the disaster, I watched the Ice Soul Sword.
, is the madam unable to bear it any longer and planning to take action?"
"The Master misunderstood. I just suddenly felt something while observing the sword." With that said, Nongyu stepped forward and prepared to leave.
"Bing Po ranks second among Lu Yanzi's Seven Swords, only inferior to the Imperial Master's Changhong Sword. Although it is a nonsense rumored by the good guys in the world, it is also quite interesting.
I have no chance to see the Changhong Sword, but I wonder if I might be lucky enough to see it with my own eyes, the Ice Soul Sword that is said to be magical."
"The Master was born in the Yin Yang family. He majored in martial arts and was also interested in swords?" Nong Yu stopped and did not look back.
Um?
Xinghun narrowed his eyes.
The coldness came first, and then the sword intention was concealed but not released. I hinted to Lu Yan many times, but her murderous intention was only revealed for a moment. With such ease, Lu Yan has really cultivated his woman well.
"Haha, I major in magic and am pretty good, but I still know a little bit about swords. Alchemy can make a sword, and Chang Geng can shine."
Xinghun specially showed Chang Geng Qiguang to Nongyu. From his perspective, Nongyu only thought that Lu Yan was dead. He showed the new technique created by her husband, and the widow was still ignorant.
Ah~pleasant.
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In the Yin tribe, the priest initially said that the mysterious power of the forest would fade away in four months, but now more than three months have passed.
The three of them, Ju Shuang, are counting the days, waiting for freedom to come.
"Strange, our speculation should be correct. The enemy attacked the Yin tribe because of the existence of the Array of Annihilation. But since the last attack failed, there has been no movement for several days. There is something wrong."
Ehuang looked at Ju Shuang and then turned to Yan.
She didn't know about the disaster in Bashu yet, so she said this just to eliminate evil and help people to the end.
Of course, Ehuang did not do it out of a sense of justice, but because she could see that Yan's feelings for the Yin tribe were very unusual. In Yan's heart, he must be very happy to solve the tribe's worries.
"The enemy is probably not familiar with the mysteries of this forest. Yan, the enemy will definitely not give up. We can help for a while, but we can't help forever. Maybe you should persuade the priest to take this opportunity to migrate out directly.
"
Hearing Ju Shuang's words, Ehuang's eyes widened. Sister, you are exaggerating. The Yin tribe has thousands of years of history, and they just migrated.
Yan looked at her with furrowed brows upon hearing this.
Ju Shuang said bluntly: "You should know my concerns. Yu Yuan's seal, the devil's energy, the evil magic that has been buried for eight hundred years to drive the devil's energy, and someone wants to remove the inheritance of the Array of Annihilation. These are all connected together. I'm afraid,
A conspiracy against the seal of Yu Yuan in Shushan is unfolding.
The Yin tribe is not very strong. If we don't migrate out, the final result will be annihilation."
Yan didn't say a word, and the atmosphere between the three of them was depressing.
Sudden--
In the camp, the sound of sirens spread throughout the camp!
"What's going on? Is there another war?" Ehuang immediately grabbed the Rain Flower Sword and stood up.
Yan had already appeared outside the door.
…
At this time, outside the tribal camp, a figure stepped on the ground, and an invisible aura spread out. The towering ancient trees in this forest seemed to be infected with a disease, and the green leaves turned into dead leaves in an instant and spread.
"Is this right here? Yes, there are three to four thousand people."
The Demon Lord opened his eyes, and the three blood lines on his forehead shone with light, and his tongue licked his lips, "Three or four thousand people, barely enough, a massacre."
The black-robed priest inserted the dead wood stick into the ground and uttered some nonsense. Then, the beast tide came again!