As a city guarding the border, it is the gateway of a state, a country, and a country.
Tianlang Pass is naturally much more stringent than it looks.
There are strict regulations on when curfews are imposed, when households are closed, when the city is opened, and when it is closed.
There is no mercy for those who violate the prohibition. Those who steal and fight will be imprisoned at the least, and have their hands and feet chopped off at the worst.
Not to mention committing murder.
What is particularly important is that in this city, all military laws can be fully implemented.
"The border is an important city, and the laws are strict as it should be."
Yang Yu was naturally not surprised.
The most important thing in the military is to follow orders and prohibitions. If violations of the law are not punished, the Qingzhou soldiers will not have such a big reputation.
In fact, he had heard similar rumors before this trip.
There was once a quasi-grandmaster of the Five Passes who was hanged at the door for killing people in this city.
"It's good for adults to understand the importance of this."
Feng Ping breathed a sigh of relief.
What he fears most is that this gentleman is young and energetic, has a great meritorious background, and does not take military tactics seriously.
There is no such thing.
The young knight who maintained the power of his family's sect was hanged to death for an unknown number of times.
There are always people who are lucky and think they are just in case.
Drinking and mingling.
Although Yang Yu didn't feel it was hard after trekking all the way, he still had little taste in his mouth. At this time, the food and wine were in front of him, so he naturally took a few more bites.
When the two talked, it was mostly Feng Ping who was talking and he was listening.
Feng Ping has lived in Tianlang Pass for a long time, and his knowledge of the matters here is naturally much more detailed than the few words in the application.
In his scattered words, he also gained a deeper understanding of Tianlang Pass and Yang Prison.
Tianlang Pass has always been an important city.
The most elite army of 150,000 soldiers is stationed in Qingzhou, and the most respected person is naturally the Qingzhou general, Wei Zhengxian.
"... Disciples from aristocratic families are well versed in both civil and military arts. Their martial arts attainments are much higher than those of people from poor backgrounds, and they can also learn the military techniques passed down from their families.
Therefore, among the thirteen people who hold real power under General Wei, eight of them are from aristocratic families, or have deep connections with aristocratic families..."
Feng Ping sighed slightly:
"This is because Xiao Qingfeng is impatient with the harshness of the military and does not want to hold a high position, otherwise..."
This is an extremely shocking ratio.
Among the thirteen commanders of the Qingzhou Army, most of them are from aristocratic families.
Feng Ping knew what this meant, and so did Yang Yu.
In fact, Long Yuandao and even the imperial court knew it.
Therefore, most of the generals stationed at Tianlang Pass in the past were sent from outside, and they were all direct descendants of King Long Yuan.
"There's something wrong."
Yang Yu frowned slightly:
"Even though this General Wei is the best in martial arts in Qingzhou, he shouldn't let his subordinates all belong to the same faction..."
It is something that no superior would like to see when subordinates stick together.
But he didn't believe that Wei Zhengxian would be an exception.
This is no longer a question of whether to be afraid or not.
"My lord, do you know why there is no peace in Qingzhou these years? There are obviously powerful troops like Qingzhou soldiers guarding it..."
Feng Ping asked rhetorically, he has been paying attention to these all the time in these years and is very clear about it.
Without waiting for Yang Yu to ask, he lowered his voice and said:
"In recent years, Qingzhou has been very uneasy, and there is also a lot of trouble outside the customs. The biggest reason is that the old prince was seriously injured when he was cutting down mountains and destroying temples many years ago..."
"I've heard a little bit about it."
Yang Yu's heart moved.
Reminds me of Yu Fengxian.
If his guess was correct, this Commander-in-Chief might have been born in the Longyuan Palace...
After scanning the surroundings, Feng Ping seemed to have some scruples, so he simply transmitted the message directly into the secret:
"Unlike the other princes, King Longyuan is most similar to Prince Zhao. He only has one wife and no concubines. Naturally, his population is not prosperous..."
Feng Ping spoke concisely and to the point, talking about King Longyuan's family affairs.
King Long Yuan has only three princes.
Among them, the eldest prince was born with a weak body and passed away a few years ago. The third prince admired Buddhism and worshiped himself in Lanke Temple many years ago.
There is only the second son, who is astute and intelligent, with extraordinary talents, first-class literary talent and martial arts. He is deeply loved by scholars and was once unofficially designated as the next prince.
"Originally, the eldest prince only had one daughter, and the third prince had already become a monk. The second son was almost the next King Longyuan. Unfortunately, before the eldest prince passed away, he gave birth to a son."
"Seize the direct descendant."
Yang Yu's expression slightly condensed.
In the Ten Lineages of the Ming Dynasty, nine kings are divided into nine lanes. King Longyuan is one of them. He has the power of three states and governs hundreds of millions of people.
It's a truly high-ranking position.
Regarding the succession of such a great position, it is unbelievable that there must be an extremely fierce fight.
"Although the eldest prince is weak, he is still the eldest son, and there are really not a few people who support him. Especially, his wife's family is not an ordinary person."
Speaking of this, Feng Ping couldn't help but sigh again:
"The battle to seize the direct descendants has always been dangerous. What can General Wei do? If you want a noble family to take sides, no matter which side, the only option is to win over..."
"No wonder..."
Yang Yu shook his head slightly.
Only then did I understand Xu Wenji's difficulties.
The battle in the court is not about being brave and ruthless. If he wants to uproot the four major families, he will have to face more than just the conservative people in Qingzhou City.
These are the pioneers who have gone deep into the temples, rivers and lakes, and the military.
These people are the real elites and the real foundation of the four families.
The mediocre ones protect their family, while the elites forge ahead.
This is what the four major families and the world's elites have been doing for many years.
This also led to the need for the people in power in the past dynasties to win over them no matter which family came to power.
At this time of seizing the legitimate heir, Xu Wenji wanted to move the family, but not only could he not rely on the power of Long Yuandao, but he would also be constrained.
Wei Zhengxian stayed away from Qingzhou, not necessarily because he was really unstable outside the customs, but most likely because he was avoiding the battle for the throne.
The more powerful he is and the more powerful he is, the more careful he must be at this moment.
"When a family grows big, it will cause far-reaching disasters, whether it is as small as a state or as big as the world. But how many of the Gonggun princes above the court are not from wealthy families?"
Feng Ping took a sip of wine bitterly and dropped the wine glass heavily to the ground, with great reluctance in his tone:
"My father is pitiful. He devoted himself to serving the country, but he died at the hands of a villain! If he doesn't avenge this revenge, he will not be willing to die!"
Yang Yu remained silent.
During the conversation, he also learned about the grudge between Feng Ping and the Xiao family.
Thirteen years ago, a major case occurred in Delin Mansion.
That year, Lord Delin was assassinated in office, causing a sensation throughout Qingzhou. Even Longyuan Road and the imperial court sent people down.
Unfortunately, he was eventually diagnosed as dead of illness, and the matter was settled.
The root cause of this major case is that it touched the interests of the Xiao family.
Not only did he die in office, but his family members were also retaliated against one after another in the following years. Only Fengping was rescued by Fengjianmen and went to Tianlang Pass incognito.
"Let the adults laugh..."
Feng Ping wiped the corners of his eyes gently, regained his composure, and said with a forced smile:
"Do you have anything else to ask, sir?"
Yang Yu digested the information and suddenly asked:
"why me?"
"My lord has become famous in recent years. He has contributed to suppressing the rebellion, suppressing bandits and escorting prisoners, killing the three Changliu bandits, and even helped Lord Xu to kill Ji Longshan, and has done many important things..."
Feng Ping looked slightly solemn:
"Especially what the Lord did in Mulin Mansion. Every time I hear someone mention it, Feng can't help but feel excited. He wishes he could drink three hundred cups with the Lord!"
Mulin Mansion...
Yang Yu was startled for a moment, and then he understood something.
In this world where most people have no entertainment, whenever something big happens, it will spread quickly and be mentioned repeatedly as a topic of conversation.
It is not a strange thing for what happened in Mulin Mansion to reach Tianlang Pass.
The biggest reason why Feng Ping came to find him was because he had really taken action against the four families.
The enemy of my enemy is naturally more trustworthy than most people.
Yang Yu was thoughtful.
Feng Ping was also observing Yang Yu, and what disappointed him was that no matter how he looked, he couldn't see any subtle changes.
"If you can help me, please let me help you solve my doubts."
Yang Yu was well aware of his temptation, but he didn't care much about it. He drank the wine in his glass, picked up the Xuan Lei Stone, and left.
"grown ups……"
Feng Ping stood up to see him off, gritted his teeth slightly, and still said:
"Is there anything you need Feng to do, sir?"
"No need."
Yang Yu waved his hand, turned around and left without saying much.
Feng Ping watched his retreating figure, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed, sat down, and started drinking one cup after another.
Is seizing the direct descendant really the root cause of Qingzhou’s chaos?
Walking on the long street, Yang Yu felt a wave of excitement in his heart.
The situation that was originally thought to be clear is now a little chaotic again.
Any analysis of the situation is based on massive amounts of intelligence.
King Long Yuan’s family affairs are definitely not known to everyone.
He had never heard of things that he had never heard of in the six-door record library, such as the decline of a family and the defeat of a powerful enemy. How did he learn about it?
There must be power behind Feng Ping.
"What a mess..."
Holding the dragon horse, Yang Yu sighed, but he did not change his mind.
However, before that...
Phew~
After walking through several long streets and squares, Yang Prison stopped and looked into the distance.
At the end of the long street, there is a mansion that occupies a large area. In front of the imperial gate, a team of elite soldiers is guarding the mansion, which is heavily guarded.
Here is the residence of Wei Zhengxian, the number one martial artist in Qingzhou.
As you get closer to this place, you will notice a lot of eyes on him.
"Keep an eye on it, keep an eye on it."
Yang Yu sneered in his heart and ignored the few elite soldiers walking towards him. He turned around and did not choose to deliver the letter.
Instead, he found a blacksmith shop, ordered a large amount of metal, and bought a large amount of medicinal materials. Finally, under the gaze of many people, he chose an inn to stay.
The people who were watching were astonished.
After placing the dragon and horse properly, he asked for a large basin of hot water to boil the medicinal solution.
"Wei Zhengxian, what are your thoughts?"
After swallowing the golden beans and soaking his whole body in the hot liquid, Yang Yu's mind was still spinning.
Is sending letters important?
unimportant.
What matters is Wei Zhengxian's attitude.
The number one martial artist in Qingzhou has a commanding army of 150,000 elite generals, which is too heavy a weight.
But Yang Yu was a little unsure about his attitude.
He did not come here hiding his traces. On the one hand, he wanted to lure out the person behind it. On the other hand, he also wanted to see the general's attitude.
But until he reached the mansion, he didn't notice the general's movements.
It seems that he doesn't know anything and doesn't want to do anything.
"call!"
"suck!"
Thinking in his mind, Yang Yu took out the Xuan Lei Stone.
The Xuan Lei Stone, which is about the size of a palm, weighs about a hundred kilograms, and is not light in weight. What is especially rare is that the tentacles are warm and numb.
It seems that the breath of thunder and fire has not dissipated.
This is undoubtedly the best weapon refining material.
Of course, it’s also great for using it for physical training.
"It's a pity that the portion is a little small."
After weighing it twice and putting it down, Yang Yu felt a little regretful.
This Xuan Lei Stone is good in everything, but it is too rare and too expensive. The few blacksmith shops he went to before have Xuan Lei Stone.
But the price is really not cheap.
He spent all the gold and silver on his body, but what he got was only seven or eight pieces of Xuan Lei Stone, which was less than one-tenth of what he needed to melt gold and refine his body.
Although he has not refined this divine seed, he also knows the information about this magical power.
To melt gold and refine the body, what is needed is not the metal itself, but the 'qi of gold and iron' in it. When this Qi is integrated into the blood, the blood will flow and penetrate into every detail of the body.
Transform yourself from the inside out.
When it reaches the skin membrane, it means it is finished.
"The gold and iron energy on the Xuanying Pearl is about to be exhausted. With the cooperation of Jindouzi, it will take half a month to refine this divine seed..."
Yang Yu regulates breath and blood.
The entrance to supernatural powers only depends on whether they are suitable or not. After being refined through the Cauldron of Gluttony, there is no doubt that he will not be able to get started.
Therefore, the only difficulty he faced if he wanted to develop this magical power.
Instead, it is gold and iron.
Pig iron can be found everywhere and there is no shortage of it, but how can he be willing to do so?
Although it can be strengthened or even modified in the future, I don’t know how much more time it will take.
"Not urgent……"
Yang Yu slowly closed his eyes.
His keen senses allowed him to feel the breathing outside the house, but he didn't care anymore.
If you are willing to wait, then wait.
…
…
Tianlang Pass covers a huge area and has very clear divisions.
The east and south are residential areas, and the west and north are where the army is stationed. The latter two occupy 70% of the land of this pass.
Looking from a distance, we can see a forest of flags, but as we get closer, we can hear the sound of thunderous footsteps among them, as the army is training.
In the military camp, in a small barracks.
"The boy went back when he got to the door. He didn't choose to report and deliver the letter. Instead, he went to buy some medicinal materials and went back to the inn?"
Listen to the reports from your subordinates.
Not to mention Xiao Jingfeng, even Xiao Qingfeng was a little stunned, confused and surprised.
"Sir, is there any fraud?"
With a look of shock and doubt on his black face, Xiao Jingfeng turned around and looked at his young master.
"You asked me, who should I ask?"
Xiao Qingfeng frowned and shook his head.
"How can a person with muddy legs in border areas deserve to be so suspicious?!"
At this time, a strong voice came, and an old man in armor strode over, carrying an evil aura and a cold face.
"Uncle Clan."
Xiao Qingfeng and others bowed slightly to greet him and asked him to take a seat.
"no!"
The old man waved his hand and glanced at Xiao Qingfeng meaningfully:
"There seems to be something strange at the foot of Liuji Mountain. I'm here to ask the general to come over, and he will stay soon..."