Qingzhou City is located in the southeast plain of Qingzhou and is the smallest place in Qingzhou.

Since there is a fertile land thousands of miles ahead, Datao River, which comes from Yunzhou, passes through it.

The waterways are open, so they are considered prosperous.

Although it was built for only four hundred years, it was not inferior to other roads. The thousand-year-old city of the state was even more bitter and cold because Qingzhou was siphoned, and it became more abundant.

From a high place, it looks like a four-mouth beast crawling on the plain, swallowing and spitting out the numerous people coming from water and land.

Of course, it was the middle of winter, and the climate in Qingzhou was cold and the waterways were naturally deserted and deserted.

There are hundreds of soldiers outside the city gates, including many talented people with full energy, wearing armor and holding sharp edges, scanning the merchants and guests from all over the world.

Outside the moat, there are fences built, and only a bridge can be used to enter the city.

At this time, outside the city, many caravans were transporting their own items, entering and leaving. In Qingzhou City, it is strictly forbidden to enter the carriages and horses from other places.

也因此,有着大批的力夫以此而生.

"The movements must be steady and the speed must be fast! If the transaction is delayed, it will not be used in the future!"

A man in blue dress whispered with his hips and urged his husband:

"Quick, hurry up!"

The hard-working men did not dare to neglect them, and they carried all kinds of goods with a slight hurried speed while also being careful.

Bang!

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

The man in a strong costume changed his face and was about to scold him. His face suddenly changed, he shrank down and even took a few steps back and hid in the crowd.

The Lifu, who had smashed something, wanted to cry without tears, but before he could scold him, he was confused and saw a commotion coming from the city gate.

Dozens or hundreds of elite armored soldiers came out of the city gate, pushing all the merchants and people entering the city aside.

But no one dared to have any objections, they all retreated and avoided.

"hiss!"

A man with a knife in the world was about to speak when his companions covered his mouth and whispered: "That's from Qingzhou Prefecture Yamen, are you dead?"

"Qingzhou Prefecture Office?"

The rash man was stunned for a moment, and then he saw that after the soldiers opened the way, a group of people walked out slowly in the carriage.

The people in this group had a calm and stern aura, and although no one had any swords and weapons, they were even more powerful than the power of hundreds of soldiers.

Especially the two soldiers who were leading the horse, their eyes were as sharp as swords. Everyone lowered their heads and dared not look directly at them.

"Snowland Dragon Horse? Could this person be..."

The rash man took a breath of cold air, and suddenly saw a glance coming, and he quickly lowered his head.

He is not a horse lover, but he recognized this snowy dragon horse at a glance.

It is not because this dragon horse is the top war horse in Qingzhou, but because there are only two people who pull the cart in Qingzhou.

Since these people are from the Qingzhou Prefecture Office, then the person sitting in the carriage is probably the Qingzhou Prefecture Lord Nie Wendong.

The chief officials who hold the power of tens of millions of life and death.

"Fengyun Two Guards..."

The companion's eyes flashed, and he also lowered his head.

Regarding this Qingzhou Prefecture Lord, the most widely spread was that he forced the Changliu hero Ji Longshan to rebel. In addition, he was the Fengyun Guards and the Dragon and Tigers who led horses and kicked him.

According to legend, these four people are all from major sects, and their subordinates are stained with the blood of countless people in the martial arts world.

Squeak ~

There were as many as thousands of people entering and exiting the city gate, but at this time, the needles were silent and could be heard, only the sound of the carriage passing by.

Everyone suppressed their breathing.

"Don't disturb the people."

In the quietness where the needle can be heard, the warm sound from the chariot appears clearer, enough for everyone to hear it.

"yes."

The old man dressed in a Confucian scholar bowed and responded.

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers behind him retreated into the city gate, and then many pedestrians passed by carefully, and disappeared from the noise and crowding before.

Several powerful men at the mountain moving meeting also started to speak softly, and the soft voice made the crowd of strong men very uncomfortable.

"How could this Nie Wen Cave come out of the city?"

The rash man asked his companion in a low voice, surprised: "Brother Wang, is it true that Lord Xu, who has been circulating for more than a year, is really coming?"

"Who knows?"

The companion glanced at the chariot with fear, and his voice was even smaller: "However, except for this Lord Xu, I'm afraid no one else can help this person greet him in person."

The state lord of the Ming Dynasty was naturally not as good as the military-political governor of the previous dynasty, but he was still a magistrate, especially this one who had been in charge for many years.

"Let's go, let's go."

Seeing the rash man still wanted to ask, his companions were really frightened and didn't want to say much.

Although the distance is still far and the voices are complicated, he is still afraid of being heard.

But until they entered the city, they did not see the big man getting out of the car. Instead, all kinds of gentry and even several major families in the city had people coming.

Many people are even more sure that Xu Wenji, who had been in Qingzhou for a year or two, is afraid that Lord Xu is really coming.

Therefore, many pedestrians who had originally entered and left the city stopped, and were waiting a little further away, wanting to see what this Lord Xu looked like.

However, after several hours, no one was seen coming, and the crowd gradually became turbulent.

"Brother Chu, is the information wrong? Or is this Lord Xu deliberately leaving us alone?"

A noble man with silk and silk was a little impatient.

"Brother Xiao, be patient."

The literati in green glanced at him lightly, smiling seriously, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction between his eyebrows.

Will their intelligence go wrong?

Of course not!

After years of deep cultivation in Qingzhou, their intelligence will not be inferior to the six doors, and even the details will be greater than those.

He was sure that Lord Xu would definitely enter the city today and would not come for a long time, so he naturally took the initiative.

However, even Nie Wendong was waiting quietly, what else could he complain about?

"It seems that my classmate is dissatisfied with us..."

Next to the carriage, the old scholar sighed slightly:

"You invite this person to come, but it is not necessarily a good thing."

"Mr. Yu's guess is not bad. This classmate of this official started from a small matter and has many thorns along the way. He is inevitably a little extreme and has overcorrected his actions."

A sound like warm water in the carriage sounded:

"But you guessed wrongly. I don't have that much face to ask him. The reason he came to Qingzhou was just because he offended some people."

"Occursed someone..."

Yu Wanghai's heart was revealed.

Official Xu Wenji was appointed as the Minister of War, and his disciples were spread all over the world. He had a deeper qualification than his own adults. There were not many people in this world who could control him.

He offended...

There was no sound in the carriage, and the sun also went from east to west. In a flash, most of the day had passed.

Many people outside the city gates were scattered, and the remaining people were a little impatient, and many people suspected that the information had been wrong.

Gradually, the sky became dimmed, and there were also scattered pedestrians outside the city. In the end, there were no one entering and leaving the city.

"Forget it."

The sound in the chariot sounded again:

"It seems that he doesn't want to see me for the time being, let him go."

“那,回城?”

Yu Wanghai asked tentatively and received an answer. Then he waved his hand and drove back to the city.

"Is there any difference in real information?"

Xiao Yiming also frowned.

He was skeptical, but when he saw that the carriage had turned back, he could only sigh and prepare to return to the city.

"Yes, someone is here!"
To be continued...