Vol 2 Chapter 257: Fengdu City is king!

The aftermath of the First Battle of Hanzhou in Mozhou still spread freely. The news spread its wings and spread throughout the world, causing further sensation.
In Fengdu City, the new commander of Jin Yiwei made Zhu Zhengqing take the news from Jin Yuying and popped a pill of elixir to it.
Only when he really became the commander of Jin Yiwei did Zhu Zhengqing realize that this was a headache.
At the same time of high weight, it is also like walking on thin ice.
Especially when his strength is far from being comparable to his predecessor.
Uh ~
Jin Yuying rose into the sky and disappeared into a cloud of golden light.
"What an eventful season"
Holding the letter, Zhu Zhengqing sighed without looking.
Less than a month before and after, Han Hai's seven great tops gathered. Han Hai was the first to change hands in the world. The suspected inheritance of the big banner Mendi Palace is now in the world.
Can't help but make him feel a storm.
In particular, the fact that An Qisheng, the king of Taoism, killed Pang Wanyang and reached the top of the world in one fell swoop, has caused panic in the court.
Even him, he was still stunned.
This newly respected world is number one, but it is extremely incompatible with the court.
His predecessor Yang Lin, the former deputy commander Yang Ling, the head of the East Factory Cao Tianzhang, and Tai Shi Ji Chonghua were all killed by him.
In the battle that day, he had seen it from afar, his mind was taken away, and the old Taoist priest was outrageous, and he was a true fatherless man.
"Ugh"
Sighing, he unfolded the letter raft.
With only a glance, the hand is a puppet.
Not far away, the newly appointed deputy commander of Jin Yiwei shocked Qian Cang when he saw that he was disappointed, and asked, "Dare to ask my lord, what happened?"
"It is said that the monarch might come to Zhongzhou."
Zhu Zhengqing's face is a bit ugly
"The undercover detective of Jin Yiwei found the trace of his red horse. He did not return to Wangquan Mountain outside Mozhou, but came towards Zhongzhou."
Since the battle in front of Fengdu City.
An Qisheng's weight in the court's heart climbed to the top. I don't know how many spies are watching his movements. Although his martial arts are afraid to watch, any city he enters will be found.
Of course, this requires the person who does not want to hide the trace, otherwise, few people in the world can find his whereabouts.
Obviously, the monarch did not care whether his whereabouts would be revealed.
After fighting Pang Wanyang, no one in the world is his opponent, and no one can hurt him.
"what?"
Qian Cang's complexion has also changed greatly. As Deputy Commander of Jin Yiwei, if he returns, would he have to go up?
Yang Ling's lesson from the past is not far. Where can he dare to face that horrible Taoist?
All of a sudden, he settled down, saying, "There are still states in the Mozhou from Zhongzhou, Qing, Liang and other states. I haven't seen that one came from Zhongzhou. Even if he came to Zhongzhou, he might go to the Chivalry Gate It may not be difficult for me to wait, right? "
"What's more, he has already opened a school to receive disciples. It is impossible for him to worry about the court and anxious the court. His gate will be destroyed immediately."
"I hope he will be a little daunted"
Zhu Zhengqing calmed down his thoughts, his face still shook his head diligently, and he was a little worried.
"It's just that if this monarch comes to Zhongzhou, it will be no less trivial than the Golden Wolf Kingdom detainment. Even if it is a trivial matter, it must be reported to the king."
Gan Cang nodded
"Yes, I really need to let the king know, and by the way, I need to inform a few other adults."
"You go, I'm going to the palace."
Zhu Zhengqing sighed, got up and changed into a suit, and went into the palace by himself.
Among the kings.
There was a low percussion in the empty hall.
Da Da Da ~~~
Feng Wang buttoned the back of the chair lightly, his eyes were so dim that he could not understand the "romantic power"
When Zhu Zhengqing hadn't received Jin Yuying, he already knew the news.
"My Dafeng is more than two hundred years old, and my king has worked hard for decades, but he is so funny in the presence of such an old Taoist who has not risen for more than three years."
At a certain moment, King Feng suddenly laughed, and the laughter swept across the hall like a cold current.
"Taizu said it well. If you want to dominate the world, only national power is not enough. You must also have the force to deter the world and the power to overwhelm the world!"
One enemy to one country.
For tens of thousands of years, this example has never been lacking.
For the people in the martial arts, this is a word of awe, admiration, and hope, and for the Lord of a country, it is unbearable and naked shame.
In the two hundred years of Dafeng, he has worked hard for generations and generations. With millions of troops and the national power of the Seven Kingdoms, he felt powerless when facing one person.
How ridiculous is this?
How ridiculous?
What a shame?
This made him deeply appreciate the feeling of Taifeng Taizu.
At that time, when Taifeng Taizu was facing those venerable masters, was the Taizu who was forced by an old monk to lose the decision-making power of the state, just like himself today?
Is it because of this that he will forcibly refine the heavenly people and gods at the cost of national transportation?
He can feel Zhu Zhengqing hurriedly entering the king city, he can feel his dignity.
Far away tens of thousands of miles away, it has been able to force a decent product. The commander of Jin Yiwei, who has more than tens of millions of people under his own head, panicked his heart, and the world ’s number one violent institution was frightened.
This scene stabbed him like a knife, which made him sad, and a touch of anger that couldn't be covered up.
Even compared to the battle before Fengdu City, it made him angry.
Click!
The forefinger pierced the throne formed by the cold iron essence. He lay down on the throne and closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and spit out slowly.
"The king does not tolerate"
"Freshly baked buns"
"From Luzhou's best rouge gouache, every guest officer bought it for my favorite girl, ma'am."
"Just picked, hundreds of years of old yam, good stuff for replenishing qi"
"Good Xuanzhou brocade cloth, all colors available"
Even at dusk, Fengdu City is still very lively. The air is filled with the cries of hawkers and the smell of various foods.
In the city of Fengdu, there are countless special items from all over the world. The most prosperous, but most of the pedestrians are wearing satin and brocade.
The spirit of style is also better than visitors from other capitals.
On the long street of Hanzhang Palace, feeling the hustle and bustle in the long street, his mind was very peaceful.
He closed his eyes slightly, and the sounds and sights around him were perfectly presented in his mind.
The gentleman in the blue shirt accompanied reading and tasting tea. The merchants who came and went were selling specialty products of various states. Pedestrians on the street discussed clothes, food, and shelter. Which woman was beautiful and which woman was not alive.
All sentient beings flowed in his heart one by one.
And this is just the surface.
He hoped that Qi surgery had already reached a very high level. Just listening to people's voices and feeling their breath, they could feel their identity, achievements, and even qi.
"Long streets, as many as twenty children died, and dozens of people were robbed.
Ripples lingered in Han Taigong's heart.
Since the Battle of Fengdu, he rarely retreats. He will come to the long street every day for three hours, and in a flash, it has been two years.
And in the past two years, the amount of people he looked at was much more than a hundred times, a thousand times greater, 50 million people in Fengdu City, and in two years, he was a considerable tenth.
The number of millions of people is insignificant compared to the whole world, but he is small and big. In the past two years, he really felt something different.
In all walks of life, men and women, young and old, traffickers died, and numerous officials and nobles were intertwined, he had seen something faintly.
If the fortune of the Dafeng dynasty is like a dragon, Fengdu's first good place is where the dragon head is.
The number of tens of thousands of people in Fengdu City reflects the problem of the dragon head to some extent.
That problem is really not in the folk, but in,
Empire!
"Empire"
Opening his eyes slowly, looking at the place where the king city is located, Han taste palace looks a little embarrassed.
In the middle of the long street, the crowd was surging, but he felt lonely, as if he was walking in the wilderness alone, and the world was alone.
I can't remember when the body has been invaded by cold and heat, and I feel the coolness at this time.
"Naive cold"
Tightening his shirt slightly, Han Ta Gong sighed and walked towards the city where the king was.
After walking two streets, when the outline of Wang Cheng was visible, a sound came suddenly, calling him.
"This lord, this lord stay on"
The voice was a bit old.
Han Ta Gong looked back.
It was a stall on the side of the road. Sitting behind the stall was an old-looking old man. On his side, a flag was erected. It was counted one hundred years before writing and one hundred years after.
"Sir, please."
Han taste palace looked at this dress kindly, before he met Feng Feng, he walked the river and lake in this dress.
"My lord, you have a dark eyebrow. I'm afraid there will be disasters of blood and death."
The old man narrowed his eyes and said tremblingly.
"Bloodlight, death?"
Han Taigong laughed abruptly.
He became famous for decades, and his quest for qi alone made the world famous. For a time, his name surpassed the world ’s first master of math, worshiping the moon, watching fortunes, estimating military strength, and even calculating the National Games.
I don't remember how long, no one spoke to him in this tone.
But with a smile, the smile on his face disappeared
"What did the old man see? If there is a disaster, how to resolve it?"
"Also ask my lord to write a word ~ ​​EbookFREE.me ~ The old man picks up a pen and hands it to him.
Han Ta Gong Xin felt something, and wrote the next word.
"King? Good calligraphy and calligraphy."
The old man seemed a little surprised.
"What's the meaning of this word?"
Han Ta Gong looked at the old man, his mind was slightly soothing.
"Why is it necessary?"
The old man shook his head. "It is clearly written in my heart by an adult, and naturally it is the calamity!"
"Ok?!"
Han taste palace pupil shrinks.
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