According to Lou County, Wang Fenglin was packing his things, knowing that he could no longer stay here.
The structure of the Wang family is extremely large and complex, but it is large and not chaotic. It is like a precision instrument. If there is a problem in one link, Wang Fenglin will soon know about it.
Jingran and Jinghao lost news one after another. If Wang Fenglin thought that Zhilou County was safe again, he would be stupid.
At this point, the northern layout can be said to have basically been defeated.
But he didn't gain everything. The scene in Shangyang Palace is not sung now, but it will be sung in the future.
But if the scene in Shangyang Palace is to be sung well, external interference is now needed.
external force......
As soon as these two words appeared in Wang Fenglin's mind, four other words appeared immediately.
Shangyang Beizong.
Regardless of Lin Ye's attitude towards the Tianshui Ya matter, whether he suppressed it or made it bigger, Wang Fenglin actually didn't care.
Because this move was not meant to win against Lin Ye. If we had to talk about the winning move, then this was the only move he had won in Yunzhou for so long.
Because of this hand, he won the doubt and anger in people's hearts.
Lin Ye can change the nature of the matter in Tianshuiya and transfer it from the internal conflict in Shangyang Palace to anywhere else.
But the people in Shangyang Palace don't know what's going on. Could it be that Lin Ye's transfer will also divert the conflict?
Before the real leader abdicated, those vying for the position could no longer hold back.
This kind of thing, not to mention how angry the master headmaster would be, but just the anger of the emperor, could change the city of Geling again.
These are things that cannot be seen now, but these are things that we will definitely see in the future.
No matter how big the problems in the local government are, it will not give the emperor a headache. If something unexpected happens in Shangyang Palace, that will be a major event that will give him a headache and a heartache.
It won't take long for the news to reach Geling. You don't need to think about how the old man will deal with it.
The honest man has never been a person who can tolerate sand in his eyes.
At this moment, Jingtai walked in quickly from outside, leaned over and said: "Young Master, the accident in Yunzhou City may be too big, and none of the little Dengke who went to do things can come out."
"I see."
Wang Fenglin said: "Leave a few people to continue to inquire about the news in Yunzhou City, especially the news about Jing Hao and Jing Ran. After you pack your things, you will leave with me later."
"Young Master, where are we going this time?"
"Go to a place that should have been used a long time ago but has never been used. In addition, I have informed everyone who is in the Yunzhou area and above in the Diocese realm to leave with me."
Half a day later, Wang Fenglin left Zhulou County under the protection of his entourage.
They had only been walking for less than two hours when the team led by Monk Hua entered the county seat of Julou County.
This isn't Wang Fenglin's miraculous calculation, it's just that people at this level always have a keen sense of danger.
Moreover, even if Monk Hua and the others arrived early and he wanted to leave, with the strength of Monk Hua and his group, they would not be able to stop him.
One month later, winter mooring, Beiting Mountain.
Wang Fenglin stood outside this huge cemetery and looked up to the heights, but he couldn't see the pavilion that gave the mountain its name.
The cemetery is somewhat deserted.
Since the war, the surrounding people have fled, and those who came back are struggling to make ends meet, so how can they be in the mood to maintain this cemetery.
Today's Dongbo is scarred by years of fighting and disasters.
The abandonment of the Cowardly Army Cemetery in Beiting Mountain is inevitable in a sense, more like the passing of an era.
"do you know."
Wang Fenglin pointed to the collapsed statue in the distance.
"When this cemetery was first built, Tuoba Lie put in a lot of effort."
Jingtai shook his head: "My subordinates don't know. I always thought it was built by Dongbo people out of gratitude."
"Well, you don't know, because you were not involved in the affairs of the Wang family in Northern Xinjiang. The rules of the Wang family have always been to do nothing without taking action. You three brothers have always been working in the south of the Yangtze River. If you can handle the affairs here,
If you know it clearly, then I won’t be satisfied.”
After hearing these words about the Wang family's affairs in Northern Xinjiang, Jingtai knew that this cemetery was not just Tuoba Lie's great contribution, but must be related to the Wang family.
Sure enough, he soon heard Wang Fenglin continue to speak.
"Tuoba Lie contributed so much because the Wang family gave him support behind the scenes. He gave him whatever he asked for."
Wang Fenglin said: "Nanqiao Beimu is the secret property of the Wang family in Dayu. You three brothers have been in Nanqiao all the time. You may not know what Beimu is..."
When he said this, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the air in Beiting Mountain.
"Beimu is an industry created by the Wang family specifically for Tuoba Lie. Unfortunately, Tuoba Lie is using the support given by Beimu while also trying to get rid of Beimu's control."
Wang Fenglin walked forward while talking, and soon he came to the collapsed stone statue.
"Tuoba Lie is a small-minded and vicious person, but he only has a bit of heroic spirit. It's natural that he can't achieve great things."
He walked behind the stone statue, where there was a row of tombstones.
Seemingly choosing one at random, he pressed it somewhere behind the tombstone, and the tombstone immediately began to vibrate, followed by the tombstone that began to move.
"Northern trees...there are trees in the north that can hold up the sky."
As Wang Fenglin spoke, he took out a fire stick, shook it, and then threw it into the tomb.
After waiting for a while and making sure there was no danger, he jumped down.
When this cemetery was built, Beimu, founded by the Wang family, played a crucial role in it.
Dayu has a story.
In ancient times, other living beings were threatened by the appearance of humans.
Many animals that had been bullied by humans went to the Emperor of Heaven to complain.
It is said that human beings are so cruel that they catch and eat all other species. Not only do they eat them, they also burn them with fire before eating them.
After hearing the news, the Emperor of Heaven turned into a human body and came to check the time.
Although no one has said in this story what was going on in the mind of the Emperor of Heaven after seeing the prosperity of man.
But the Emperor of Heaven still decided to punish mankind. No matter what the purpose was, he would be punished.
So, the Emperor of Heaven decided to send floods in the north. Because the terrain of the human world is high in the north and low in the south, the floods swept from north to south. After this disaster, not many people should be able to survive.
The great river hanging from the sky is about to fall.
At this moment, two saints from the human race stood up.
One of the saints used his own flesh and blood to transform into a giant tree in the north. The crown of the tree blocked the sky and the sun, and blocked the great river in the sky.
Another saint led the people to run south to find a place to escape the disaster of annihilation.
The saint who turned into a giant tree in the north, after persisting for seventy-seven forty-nine days, angered the Emperor of Heaven, and was ignited by a divine thunder from the Emperor of Heaven, and was burned to death.
The saint who went south led the people to find a huge island in the sea, where they could avoid the flood.
But at this time, the flood swept from north to south, and the sky and the earth changed color.
Everyone was blocked at the beach, unable to escape, and was about to be submerged by the flood.
The saint transformed himself into a giant bridge across the sea, and the survivors ran for their lives across the bridge, finally escaping the disaster of annihilation and surviving on this giant island to thrive.
These two saints were called Beimu Nanqiao by later generations.
As the years go by, not many people will remember the stories of these two saints.
Some people who remembered it also began to ask questions.
The Emperor of Heaven clearly knew that man was the master of the human world and that man was the leader of all spirits. It was only inevitable that man would eat other animals.
Humans not only eat animals but also plants. This is no different from animals eating animals and plants eating animals.
Those other animals went to the Emperor of Heaven to complain, and the Emperor of Heaven walked around the world and then decided to punish humans...
Then, as reported by other animals, who really ate whom, who was eaten by whom, and how?
No, some people say that those animals complained to the Emperor of Heaven that humans are too smart and too scary. They are so smart and scary that there are already saints.
The Emperor of Heaven doesn't care who eats whom, or how he eats it. Whether it's raw hair, blood, or fried food, he treats it as a show, just something he uses to relieve his boredom.
What he cares about is that there are saints in the world.
A giant tree that can transform into a giant tree, will it poke a hole in the sky in the future?
A giant bridge that can be transformed into a giant bridge, will it reach the sky in the future?
It doesn't matter whether a person dies or not, the saint must die.
There is an excuse for all spirits to come forward to punish humans, so of course it is just to kill a saint.
The Wang family created a huge interest alliance in northern Xinjiang, which brought together people from the upper, middle and lower classes.
The upper-class people, like Tuoba Lie, are the tree crowns that can block out the sky and the sun, while the middle-class families, wealthy households, and even the merchants they look down upon are the tree trunks.
As for the people of the lower class... they are the roots of the tree, the soil, everything is fine.
Tuoba Lie always thought that the support he received from various families was all organized voluntarily by those families, and it was a kind of speculation born by people from aristocratic families.
But in fact, during the more than ten years that Tuoba Lie lived in Yunzhou, the Wang family had always been hiding behind his back.
"Beimu can hold up the sky."
Wang Fenglin said while walking in the secret passage: "The final plan was originally to let Tuoba Lie occupy Dongbo, with Lou Fan as his back, and compete with Dayu on the same court."
"As long as Tuoba Lie succeeds, he will always be a threat to Dayu's northern border. As long as there is a threat, Dayu will never let down his guard."
"If we don't relax our vigilance, the preparations for war in Northern Xinjiang will never end. Tuoba Lie can get support from Lou Fan, and as long as Dayu keeps preparing for war, money will continue to flow into Beimu's treasury.
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"What Tuoba Lie gets, we can get. What Tuoba Lie can't get, we can still get."
"Beimu will be deeply rooted in Dongbo, but it will absorb everything from Dayu... When my father came up with this plan, it was such a grand idea."
"It's a pity... Tuoba Lie is a fool."
Wang Fenglin signaled his men to light all the lamps and candles here, and also open all the places that can be ventilated.
"There was originally such a cave in Beiting Mountain. It was very big. It is a place worth utilizing."
Wang Wangfenglin blew the dust on a chair, flicked his sleeves, and sat down.
"Tens of thousands of troops can be hidden here..."
He sighed.
"As long as Dayu conquers Tuoba Lie in the north, the Tibetan soldiers here can cut off the retreat of Dayu's soldiers and horses at any time. The cowardly army is besieged in this mountain and burned alive. This kind of thing will not happen just once.
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"As long as Dayu suffers a loss, he will accumulate strength to fight the next battle. As long as he keeps fighting, our money will continue to flow."
When Wang Fenglin said this, his eyes were full of disappointment.
"What a great plan."
Jingtai leaned over and said, "Master, this plan is indeed majestic and ingenious."
This may not seem like a very nice compliment, but sometimes you are so sincere that your choice of words is inaccurate, which is actually a good thing.
"Let's start over. The wood in the north can be any wood, as long as it can hold up the sky."
Wang Fenglin ordered: "Send my letter to Dongboxian Tangcheng within a month and ask the leader of the Shangyang North Sect to come here to meet me."
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