Qingzhou City is located in the southeastern plain of Qingzhou, which is the place with the fewest mountains in Qingzhou.
There is fertile land thousands of miles ahead, and the Datao River coming from Yunzhou passes through here.
With all waterways accessible, it is considered prosperous.
Although the city was only built four hundred years ago, it is not inferior to the thousand-year-old cities in other Dao and prefectures. Moreover, because Qingzhou suffers from bitter cold, it siphons off other prefectures, making it even more wealthy.
Viewed from a high place, it looks like a four-mouthed giant beast crawling on the plain, handling a large number of people coming from land and water.
Of course, it was the middle of winter, the climate in Qingzhou was cold, and the waterways were naturally deserted.
There were hundreds of soldiers outside the four city gates, many of them strong and vigorous men, wearing armor and carrying weapons, scanning the merchants and guests from all over.
Outside the moat, there is a fence, and the only way to enter the city is by crossing the bridge.
At this time, outside the city, many caravans were carrying items, coming in and out. Inside Qingzhou City, carriages and horses from other places were strictly prohibited from entering.
Therefore, there are a lot of efforts to do this.
"You have to move steadily and quickly! If you delay the transaction, you won't need to come back again!"
A man in a green suit put his hands on his hips and shouted, urging all the people:
"Hurry, hurry up!"
A group of laborers did not dare to neglect, and moved all kinds of goods hummingly, speeding up and being careful at the same time.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.
The big man in the strong suit changed his expression, and was about to yell, when his expression suddenly changed, he shrank back, and even took a few steps back to disappear into the crowd.
Lifu, who had smashed something, was about to cry, but before he could be reprimanded and confused, he saw a commotion coming from the city gate.
Dozens or hundreds of armored elites filed out of the city gate, pushing aside all the merchants and people entering the city.
But no one dared to have an opinion, they all retreated and gave way.
"hiss!"
Just when a martial artist carrying a knife wanted to speak, his companion covered his mouth and warned him in a low voice: "That's from Qingzhou Prefectural Government. Are you willing to die?"
"Qingzhou government office?"
The rude man was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a group of people leading a chariot slowly walking out after the soldiers opened the way.
This group of people had a calm aura and were fierce and cold. Although no one held a sword, they were more powerful than hundreds of soldiers.
Especially the two soldiers leading the horses, their eyes were as sharp as knives. Wherever they glanced, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly.
"Snowy Dragon Horse? Could this person be..."
The rude man took a deep breath and quickly lowered his head when he saw a sudden glance.
He was not a horse lover, but he recognized this snowy dragon horse at a glance.
It's not because this dragon horse is the top war horse in Qingzhou, but because there are only two people in Qingzhou who are driven by dragons.
Since these people are from the Qingzhou Prefectural Government, then the person sitting in the carriage is probably the Qingzhou Prefectural Lord Nie Wendong.
A feudal official who holds the power of life and death for tens of millions of people.
"Feng Yun Erwei..."
The companion's eyes flashed and he lowered his head.
Regarding the Qingzhou Governor, the most widely spread thing is that he forced the Changliu hero Ji Longshan to rebel. In addition, there are the two guards of Fengyun and Longhu who led his horse to the ground for him.
According to legend, these four people are all masters from large sects, and their subordinates are stained with the blood of countless Jianghu people.
Crunch~
There were thousands of people going in and out of the city gate, but at this moment it was completely silent, with only the sound of the chariot passing by.
Everyone held their breath.
"Do not disturb the people."
In the silence that could be heard when a needle dropped, the warm sound coming from the chariot was clearer enough for everyone to hear.
"yes."
The old man dressed as a Confucian scholar bowed in response.
With a wave of his hand, the soldiers behind him all retreated into the city gate, and many pedestrians passed carefully, without the noise and crowds before.
Several big men in strong attire from the mountain-moving group also began to speak softly, and the softness of their voices made them very unaccustomed to it.
"Why did Nie Wendong leave the city?"
The rude man asked his companion in a low voice, with surprise: "Brother Wang, is it possible that Mr. Xu, who has been rumored for more than a year, is really coming?"
"Who knows?"
The companion glanced at the chariot with fear and said in a lower voice: "However, except for Mr. Xu, I'm afraid no one else can take the trouble of greeting him personally."
The governor of the Ming Dynasty was naturally inferior to the military and political commanders of the previous dynasty, but he was still a feudal official, especially this one who had been in this position for many years.
"let's go."
Seeing the rude man, he wanted to ask, but his companion was really frightened and didn't want to say anything more.
Although the distance was still far and the human voice was complicated, he was still afraid of being heard.
But until they entered the city, they didn't see the big shot getting out of the car. Instead, people from all kinds of gentry and even several big families in the city came.
Many people are even more certain that Xu Wenji, Master Xu, who has been spreading throughout Qingzhou for a year or two, is really coming.
Therefore, many pedestrians who were originally going in and out of the city also stopped and waited a little further away, wanting to see what Master Xu looked like.
However, several hours passed and no one came, and the crowd gradually became commotion.
"Brother Chu, is the information wrong? Or is Mr. Xu deliberately trying to keep us in the dark?"
A richly clothed noble man was impatient to wait.
"Brother Xiao, please be patient with this."
The scholar in green shirt glanced at him indifferently, without a smile, but there was also a trace of dissatisfaction between his eyebrows.
Could their intelligence be wrong?
Of course not!
Having been deeply involved in Qingzhou for many years, their intelligence is not inferior to that of the Six Gates, and even more detailed.
He was sure that Mr. Xu would definitely enter the city today. If he didn't come for a long time, he would naturally show off his power.
However, even Nie Wendong waited quietly, so what else could he complain about?
"It seems that this classmate, my lord, is dissatisfied with us..."
Beside the chariot, the old scholar sighed slightly:
"It may not be a good thing if you invite this person here."
"Mr. Yu's guess is not bad. I am a classmate who started from a humble background. There are many thorns along the way. It is inevitable that he is a bit extreme and his actions are often overcorrected."
In the carriage, a voice as warm as water sounded:
"But you guessed wrong. I don't have the honor to invite him. He only came to Qingzhou because he offended some people."
"I offended someone..."
Yu Wanghai felt something in his heart.
Xu Wenji, the official of the Ministry of War, has disciples and disciples all over the world. He is more senior than his own master, and there are not many people in the world who can control him.
He offended...
There was no sound in the chariot, and the sun moved from east to west. In a flash, most of the day had passed.
Many people outside the city gate dispersed, and those who remained were a little impatient. Many people suspected that the information was wrong.
Gradually, the sky darkened, and there were only a few pedestrians outside the city. In the end, there were no more people entering or leaving the city.
"That's all."
The voice in the carriage sounded again:
"It seems that he doesn't want to see me for the time being, let him be."
"Then, return to the city?"
Yu Wanghai asked tentatively, and after receiving an answer, he waved his hand and someone drove back to the city.
"Is there any discrepancy in the real information?"
Xiao Yiming also frowned.
He was doubtful, but when he saw that all the carriages and chariots had turned back, he could only sigh and prepare to return to the city.
"Yes, someone is coming!"
Suddenly, someone shouted, attracting the attention of many people.
"Um?"
The chariot stopped.
Yu Wanghai frowned slightly, looking far into the distance, he could see a motorcade approaching slowly on the dim horizon.
Just looking at the number of people, I’m afraid it’s not more than a hundred people.
"Didn't you say that he only brought his old servant and his granddaughter? Why are there so many people?"
Seeing a dark dragon in the distance, the prince was a little strange, covered in silk.
It is rumored that no matter where Mr. Xu goes to take office, he does not like to bring a large group of people with him...
"this……"
Xiao Yiming narrowed his eyes.
This Master Xu...
…
…
Taking down two people would be no problem for Yang Prison.
Since he mastered the Four Elephant Arrows, his archery skills have completely surpassed his sword skills and become his most powerful method.
Those within his range who cannot defeat him cannot escape at all.
No matter how much the Ping An Guards and the people from the Golden Blade Sect argued, they were all detained by Yang Prison. Of course, the fine gold armor was also temporarily under his control.
[Ingredients: Adamantine Armor]
[Grade: Excellent (upper)]
[Quality: Excellent (top)]
[Evaluation: A mountain of gold and a piece of armor, armor tempered from pure gold, the pinnacle of ordinary skills, invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, and its color will not fade for thousands of years.]
[Available through refining: the art of refining fine gold, the art of armor tempering, and the art of armor psychic communication]
[The Cauldron of Gluttony has insufficient energy storage and cannot be refined]
In the Cauldron of Gluttony, Yang Yu felt filled with regrets.
Only then did we understand why the Cauldron of Gluttony reacted so strongly to the armor's unusual movements.
This thin piece of armor is actually worth a mountain of gold!
But it was of no use to him.
This armor is invulnerable to weapons, water and fire. Unless he can swallow it whole, there is no way he can knock off a piece of it.
Although the armor was thin, it was still armor, weighing more than twenty kilograms. Even if you cut the corners of his mouth to the base of his ears, you still wouldn't be able to stuff it in, let alone swallow it.
"The food is good, but how can I eat it?"
Looking at the shining treasure armor, Yang Yu felt a slight toothache.
but,
"I don't think I can use the fine gold refining technique or the armor tempering technique, but this armor psychic technique..."
Putting aside his thoughts about making gold, Yang Yu noticed what was contained in the ingredients.
That's it for the other two.
He had some impressions of this armored psychic skill. He had seen similar records in an ancient book in the old man's cave.
It is suspected to be the secret weapon refining method passed down by a martial saint four hundred years ago...
"Master Yang, we're here..."
At this time, the carriage paused slightly, and Zhao Qi's voice sounded hoarse and frightened.
The car curtain opens.
Yang Yu looked from a distance and saw that the thing was spreading, as if there was no edge visible, and it was extremely tall. At first glance, it really looked like a giant beast.
It exudes a majestic and majestic atmosphere.
only……
"That dark area, motionless, are the soldiers guarding the city gate? Tsk tsk, it is indeed a big city, and there are so many gatekeepers!"