Chapter 111: . One after another surrender

Mountain leader Li Zhibin died in the battle against Tingshan.
Taking advantage of the opportunity he won after the break, everyone in the college successfully broke out of the encirclement.
However, Dongtang immediately deployed troops and generals to chase and intercept.
Under the leadership of Dean Wan Li, the students of the academy went all the way to the northwest, breaking through numerous obstacles and causing heavy casualties.
Hearing the wind in Chang'an City, Xu Xingzhi hurriedly asked Mr. Wu Yun for his order and took people out of the city to meet him.
Thanks to their timely arrival, the people at Tingshan Academy, who were once again trapped in the siege, returned to Chang'an.
Wan Li, Li Jun and others were nearly alive, as if they were a lifetime away.
Hearing the news of Li Zhibin's martyrdom, Xu Xingzhi was so sad that he lost half of his teacher.
He worked hard and arranged for Wan Li and others to stay.
In the eyes of Chang'an city people, most of the students from Tingshan Academy did not have any special reactions.
But in the eyes of another person, the mood is extremely tangled.
"Do you regret it?"
In the Tianshu Hall, Mr. Wuyun looked calm.
The Taoist priest in front of him was a master of forgotten truth, and a Taoist man.
Except for him, the top master of Wangzhen View, almost all of them are in Chang'an.
The Taoist clerks are angry, but helpless.
After the old Demon Ziri, Li Dang and others were also wiped out in Chang'an City, and Daoist Cangye of Qingyunguan was also planted, the mind of the Daoist Holder changed vaguely.
He has to admit that Chang'an's influence is even more superior to his view of forgetting the truth.
It is impossible to succeed only if he wants revenge and save others.
We must rely on the power of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Qingyun Temple, and White Horse Academy.
But those people are not easy to follow.
Cooperating with them is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger.
Especially Tang Wang Li Xuanxin has been suppressing the major forces in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, either attacking or drawing in.
The vitality of Wangzhen View is greatly injured, unless the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Qingyun Temple and other places are also injured with Chang'an, otherwise after the collapse of Chang'an City, those people turned their heads, I am afraid it is time to deal with Wangzhen View.
This made the Taoist Executive extremely entangled.
Upon learning that Elder Yunchen, Tang Chi, Xie Zhao, and others were not killed, but were all imprisoned in Chang'an City, the minds of the people in the cultivator changed again.
Their relationship with the Eastern Tang Dynasty Royal Family, Qingyun Temple and other places is not very good...
Or, simply rushing to Chang'an City and bowing their heads, they are more hopeful to redeem Elder Yunchen and others.
After thinking about it for a long time, the Taoist priest secretly contacted Chang'an, and finally made today's trip and came to Chang'an secretly.
Zhang Dongyun didn't find the fault this time and detained Wangzheng.
Although that means putting the view of forgetting truth in one pot, a vacuum will be formed in the original sphere of influence of the view of forgetting truth.
Currently, there are only a few masters who are sure to be loyal to Chang'an, and they are not suitable for dispatch.
If the view of Wangzhen is truly surrendered, then he can first serve as a branch of Chang'an.
Of course, the guard task experience required for the fourth upgrade and expansion is enough, which is also one of the reasons for letting go of the Daoist.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for a certain city owner surnamed Zhang to control himself, and would not take away the seven hundred points that was not given to the door.
When Mr. Projection Wuyun is dealing with the Daoists, one is willing to surrender, the other is willing to accept, and the two parties talked down, but there is a taste of the host and the host.
At this moment, news came that everyone in Tingshan Academy had fled to seek refuge.
Dongtang propaganda was eliminated because of the collusion between Tingshan Academy and Chang'an.
Hearing this news, the keeper of the dust suddenly felt a little heartbroken.
As soon as Wang Zhen Guan was about to bow his head with Chang'an, the Eastern Tang royal family began to cut off the Chang'an allies drastically, and everyone really cooperated.
Faced with Mr. Wu Yun’s question at this moment, the Taoist Advocate calmed down and restored his calm: "How come? Now that a decision is made, I will not regret it."
He met Mr. Wu Yun's gaze: "Pan Dao is just a little worried. After the news comes out, it may cause Dong Tang to do something. Right now, the gate of Benguan Mountain is empty, and Pang Dao needs to rush back as soon as possible."
Mr. Wu Yun smiled indifferently: "If you are really worried, your trip today can be kept secret. As long as you see that no one of the disciples reveals the secret, the old man guarantees that no one will know."
Daoist Zhichen was surprised.
The other party was so enlightened, beyond his expectation.
It is very different from Chang'an's past strong to almost arrogant style.
Is it so easy to talk about this matter, do you have to open your mouth in other ways?
"Mr. cares about the original view, and I am grateful for the poor." The Taoist Zhichen looked at each other with a cautious tone.
Mr. Wu Yun looked at him and laughed blankly: "There is no other requirement. His Majesty has always been tolerant to those who join Chang'an, but..."
The black-clothed old man's smile disappeared: "If there are important moments in the future, fellow Taoists will have to hold on to it."
If the Taoist clinging to the dust has realized something, he nodded with a heavy heart: "Sir, please rest assured, there is no falsehood in the poor way. Since the top and bottom of the view have made a decision, they will not go back and forth."
"So, it's best." Mr. Wu Yun's face reappeared with a faint smile.
"On behalf of the poor road, please send my regards to your majesty." Daoist Zhichen stood up, said goodbye to Mr. Wu Yun, and then left the city and left Chang'an.
At the time when the Master of Forgetful Truth left Chang'an, the helm of another big force in the Eastern Tang Dynasty crossed him and visited Chang'an.
"Uncle, from here, I will enter the inner city of Chang'an."
Hu Ming said softly.
An old man in front of him who was wearing a cloak and a hood, folded himself up, nodded: "There are fireworks in the world."
"Uncle, please." Hu Ming led the way.
Hu Yinghua, the contemporary patriarch of the Hu family, walks while looking at the left and right buildings.
Generally speaking, the current buildings in Chang'an City are relatively sparse, and they are not as prosperous as Luyang City, the capital of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
But the people here are mostly enthusiastic and vigorous.
"The city now has eight main roads from north to south, eight main roads from east to west, and a total of 24 branch roads."
Hu Ming's figure was also shrouded in black robe, and he introduced to Hu Yinghua as he walked: "The center of the city is the important place such as the Tianshu Hall. This is the center and is roughly distributed in eight directions."
"We entered from the north gate. Chang'an Academy is in the north of the city. Mr. He, whom I mentioned to you before, is there."
Hu Ming paused for a while: "Mr. He has always been mysterious, but as far as I know, he shouldn't be from the Yuning He family."
Hu Yinghua nodded slightly and said nothing.
"The academy is surrounded by farmland, and the inner city is mostly self-sufficient in grain and rice."
Hu Ming went on to introduce: "There is a mountainous forest in the south of the city, which is a quiet place. There is also a branch of a college. Previously, Xu Xingzhi from the Baima College was the presiding officer. Now Xu Xingzhi has gone to Chang'an East City.
You should have heard about the east and west cities. They are surrounded by residential buildings.
The mountains in the southeast are where the mining area is located.
On the southwest side, there is also a residential area, but the residents who gather there are relatively special. "
Hu Ming said slowly: "It was the place where the Tang army's descendants lived in the early days. Previously, a large number of descendants of the Tang army were relocated to Chang'an. A part of the Tang army descendants there was scattered and moved to live between the inner city and the outer city to open up the mountain. , Or planting trees and reforestation."
Hu Yinghua paused slightly and looked at the distant mountains.
Hu Ming continued: "The northeast was originally relatively prosperous. It was a small town. Earlier there were merchants who came up down the mountain and it was there.
The largest restaurant in the city is run by disciples of the Hanshan School of Qinzhou Prefecture, and it is also there.
Later, the inner city of Chang'an was expanded for the first time, and the town was extended to the city. It was once prosperous. It was not until the establishment of Dongxifang City that the place declined a bit, but it was still lively and there were many shops.
To the northwest is the garden pond, where the meat, eggs, milk and fish from Chang'an were first supplied. Later, the inner city was expanded and expanded. "
Hu Yinghua suddenly asked: "The city wall will move and expand by itself. Do you really believe this kind of thing?"
"Nephew believes."
Hu Ming smiled slightly: "Although my nephew has never witnessed the magnificent scene of the expansion of the inner city with his own eyes, he saw the city wall hundreds of miles away from the outer city, rising from the ground, out of thin air, just like a miracle."
Hu Yinghua nodded silently, and fell silent again.
After a while, he reopened: "You tell the old man about the conditions inside and outside the city. Are you afraid that the master of Changan will blame you?"
Hu Ming smiled and shook his head: "I believe that with the uncle's wisdom, he will be able to make the right decision and will not make it difficult for his nephew to be caught in the middle."
Hu Yinghua said: "You don't need to be in a dilemma. The family will drive you out, and Chang'an will take care of you. You remember that the family is your old love, but if you make a choice, you will choose Chang'an without any hesitation."
Hu Ming wanted to talk, Hu Yinghua stopped him: "You should have heard about the Tingshan Academy, right?"
"Yes, my nephew already knows." Hu Ming said in a deep voice, "but my nephew still asks his uncle to make a decision early and move the family to Chang'an. What is lost today, we will definitely get more tomorrow."
He pointed to the surrounding majestic city walls: "Just look at the majestic city in this barren mountains and ridges, and you will know who will belong to Changan Dongtang in the future!"
Hu Yinghua narrowed his eyes.
At this time, a truck passed by the road and headed towards Chang'an West City.
It was Jin Fugui, who had done research, and brought his caravan back to Chang'an.
A businessman he knew happened to be out of the city. When he saw him, he shouted: "Brother Jin has any big business, and take care of him."
Jin Fugui stopped: "Small business, transport some silk."
The other party was curious: "Aren't there sericulture farmers and weavers in Chang'an?"
"I've seen it. The silk and satin materials here are still slightly rough. Although the silkworm seeds are good, the weavers are limited."
Jin Fugui looked at his motorcade next to him: "So I deliberately transported some good Tiannan silk. Now there are more and more wealthy people and practitioners in Chang'an, and there should be a market."
The other party was overjoyed: "Brother Jin is really good-looking, you deserve to be rich."
Jin Fugui smiled bitterly: "The last bit of savings is going to be the shop. If I lose money, I will go bankrupt."
"This is a good deal. I can't lose it. It's a pity that I didn't expect it." The businessman suddenly changed his expression: "But Tiannan County is far away from here, and there is Dongtang checkpoint on the road. Brother Jin, you are not peaceful, right?"
Jin Fugui's eyes gleamed: "Almost lifeless, but I believe that this city of Chang'an can turn me over. I have even picked up my wife and children, so I will start over here!"
"It's really hard to tell what the future will be like." The other party sighed.
Jin Fugui resolutely said: "I don't know anything else, I can only settle the bills. Just to build these two cities inside and outside the Longling Mountains will require a huge amount of money and silver, which seems to be a waste, but in fact it is full of confidence."
Hu Yinghua and Hu Ming's nephew and uncle watched quietly and watched the two businessmen leave.
"Uncle?" Hu Ming looked at the helm of the Hu family in front of him.
Hu Yinghua let out a sigh of relief: "Let's go, the city lord of Chang'an, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see him yet. Let's go to the Tianshu Temple you mentioned and ask for Mr. Wuyun."