The whole road was full of shouts, and some people who had learned calligraphy used wooden charcoal pens to write handwriting patterns in front of them, while they stood behind the wooden board and waited.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t recognize the words on the board, you can eventually read the pictures.

For example, when a waiter in a restaurant or a wine shop is looking for a job, he draws a rough image of a wine glass.

Those who sell things or people put the price directly on the person being sold.

The man looked left and right, and soon stopped at a corner.

"Collecting medicine on the mountain, it takes a day to go back and forth in the forest of Hongshan Mountain! I am a local Orion and registered with the government, so I came quickly!"

"Hongxigou, Miaoshan, if you want to leave, come quickly. There are ten people in a team, and we will leave when it is full."

"The Zhao family's caravan, its destination is Zhongdu, has three places left. It will set off in four days. Bring your own food."

"The people from Tonghe Mansion are leaving. The last person, the last person, will leave as soon as he comes! A team of thirty people, a round trip in one month! Three taels of silver! Bring your own food!"

Behind each wooden sign stood a group of shouting people in different clothes and ages.

The bursts of sound made the man frown a little at first, because for him, the sound was too noisy.

After going around in a circle, he slowly got used to it and started to find the target he needed.

This man was Zhang Rongfang, who had already walked around the city.

After he got the news about the Golden Wing Tower, he immediately went to confirm it, and then went to the Prison Department to ask for leave.

With the Li family's connections and the recent killing of a large number of people, public security is excellent.

The team readily gave him a week's leave.

After asking for leave, Zhang Rongfang immediately found a job.

When he was chatting with his subordinates in the past, he learned that many of the people at the roadside were experienced travelers. If he wanted to go somewhere and learn about the specific information about that place, the best way was to come here to inquire about the situation.

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But at this time, Zhang Rongfang looked around and couldn't find anyone going to Qixian.

"Have you ever gone to Huaxin County?" He had no choice but to walk up to a guy who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, playing some kind of game with a few stones.

There was a wooden board in front of this man, and it said on it that he was going to a place called Jiannon.

When the boy heard this, he raised his head and glanced at him.

"You can't go to that place now, the main roads are blocked."

"What about the trail?" Zhang Rongfang asked with a frown.

"Trail? Not many people know about it. And the trail is a bit dangerous, and most people don't dare to walk." The guy looked at Zhang Rongfang's strong body, and then shook his head.

"But sir, there are people who want to go to the Seven Counties. It's because there are people in the family who can't live there. If you want to go, you can go and get along with them."

The man pointed to the side, a dozen steps away.

On the stall there, there were several wooden boards painted red.

Most of the people standing on one side of the board were taciturn and silent, in sharp contrast to the shouting people around them.

Zhang Rongfang walked over and asked.

"Huaxin County? Let's go!"

The speaker was a thin man with a beard.

His face was gloomy, his hands were shrunk in his sleeves, and they were held together in front of him.

"Now we can't walk on the main road, we can only walk on the small road. Does this person know?" He looked at Zhang Rongfang and asked.

"I know, how to collect it?" Zhang Rongfang breathed a sigh of relief. There were not many people going to the seven counties, and even fewer of them were going to Huaxin County.

Now it's hard to find one.

"Twelve and one person." The man with three beards said solemnly.

"Ten taels!?" Zhang Rongfang was suddenly surprised.

Huaxin County is only three days away from Tanyang via the official road.

When he came with the caravan, he only spent three to one person.

"It's a special time, love or not." The man said impatiently.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the people standing behind the man. Some of them had pale faces and red eyes. Some were holding Buddhist beads in their hands and muttering something in a low voice. Others were squatting down and lowering their heads, unable to see their expressions.

"When?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"Let's set out early tomorrow morning and take the Qingding Mountain detour." Sanbihu replied. Perhaps because he saw that Zhang Rongfang might have financial resources, his attitude was slightly better.

Thinking that he had to go back as soon as possible within five days, Zhang Rongfang didn't bother to negotiate the price.

At this time, people have made it clear that they will raise the price from the ground up, and there is nothing to say.

He decisively paid the deposit, got the agreed location, exchanged names, and got up to leave.

He still doesn't know what the situation of his master and senior brother will be like when he returns home this time, so he must make various preparations.

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Huaxin County.

In a residential house.

Two groups of strong men with strong bodies and weapons faced each other face to face.

The leaders on both sides sat down at both ends of a wooden table and remained motionless.

The person on the left is a middle-aged man with gray beard, wearing shiny black leather armor, and a scimitar hanging from his waist. There is a scar on his right eye from top to bottom, which almost blinded him.

This person is Hailong's general manager in Huaxin County, Zhao Yueting.

Standing behind him is Hailong's most elite backbone in Huaxin County.

The man sitting opposite him is the intelligence chief who came here from Tan Yang, the Red Dog King.

The Red Dog King is already over thirty years old.

Because the skin all over his body is slightly red and there are not many hairs on his head, he looks like a stray dog ​​with hair loss, so he is nicknamed the Red Dog King.

This person is a Huxi, and he has a large number of Huxi from the same ethnic group who work together to make a living by selling information.

The reason for coming here is naturally to collect more information. It is also to sell more information to the Lingting garrison.

Wealth can be found in danger. The more time it is like this, the greater the value of information.

"How is it? Have you found out the background of this group of rebels?" Zhao Yueting asked in a deep voice.

He has been assigned here to investigate the rebel army's logistical breaches for more than a month.

Unfortunately, progress is still very slow.

"Hey, if there is no breakthrough, I will ask you to come to this place to trade?" The Red Dog King took the dry cigarette handed to him by his subordinates, carefully lit the velvet with a flint, and took a deep breath.

Wait until the red dot lights up on the tobacco, then put it down and let out the smoke leisurely.

"Not only did I find logistical clues, I also found the most important piece of information for you. I'll keep it for you to get promoted and make a fortune when you get back!"

Zhao Yueting's heart was moved but he was not moved. The Red Dog King always had this exaggerated style, and he was used to it.

"Tell me about it? The price is still the same."

"Okay." The Red Dog King nodded. "This rebel army calls itself the Zhenyong Army. Among the six leaders, three of the Han family are responsible for military affairs, and part of the supplies are supported by the Han family themselves. You should know this, right?"

"Of course." Zhao Yueting nodded.

"In addition, Huaxin County is located behind the seven counties. Hey, guess which family in this place has the most food?"

"You mean??" Zhao Yueting's expression changed slightly.

"It's the one you were thinking of." The Red Dog King said with a smile, "How about this time, I will give you another breakthrough, but you Hailong have to do me a favor!"

"It depends on how expensive the things you give are." Zhao Yueting said solemnly.

"Okay." The Red Dog King laughed, "Hai Long's credit is good enough. We have cooperated with you for so many years. I trust you."

He moved closer, leaned over and said.

"The people responsible for the logistical arrangements of food and fodder for the rebel army are none other than Zhang Xuan, the Master of Qinghe Palace, and his son Zhang Xintai."

"Is it him!?" Zhao Yueting's face darkened. "Zhang Xuan is at least a fifth-level player, and he was a sixth-level master when he was young. Plus, with the support of the rebel army, even if we find out it's him, it won't make much sense. So, what you said

What’s the breakthrough?”

"I found out that there are people within the rebel army who are dissatisfied with Zhang Xuan and want to take action against him."

The Red Dog King smiled mysteriously.

"And it just so happens that that man has a very good relationship with Zhang Xuan, and he is also one of the leaders of the rebel army."

"You mean, that person wants to surrender?" Zhao Yueting understood immediately.
To be continued...