Quliu Town.
When it gets dark, Yuan Qingyan has already done his morning classes and handled official duties for half an hour. He gets up before dawn every day, washes and changes clothes after getting up, and then meditates for an hour. After completing his exercises, his mind is clear.
Just handle official business.
He has been like this every day since he became an official. In terms of diligence alone, few people in the whole court can compare with him.
The entourage brought in porridge and side dishes. This was Yuan Qingyan's breakfast. The only special thing was that the rice was spiritual rice and the vegetables were spiritual vegetables. This was specially issued by the Western Jin Dynasty for high-ranking officials. As a county magistrate, he would receive it every month.
A certain amount of low-grade spiritual food is one grade higher than rice.
Under the dim skylight, Yuan Qingyan concentrated on eating, chewing slowly and chewing each mouthful of food seven times before swallowing it. He was so pious that it was almost artificial. Political opponents even read a book about him because of this, saying that he was "pretentious"
Pretentious, just to gain fame and reputation."
But during this period of time that could not be disturbed the most, the attendant actually opened the study door and said, "Sir, there is someone outside who wants to see you."
The entourage came in without even knocking on the door. Under normal circumstances, it would be enough to kill him with a cane. But Yuan Qingyan did not get angry. As expected, a soft and charming voice sounded outside the door: "Don't blame him, he can't control himself now."
A woman wrapped up with only two eyes left came in, waved her hand and followed her out, closing the door behind her. She seemed to be more dedicated than serving Yuan Qingyan.
Yuan Qingyan held a volume in his hand and said slowly: "It's not easy for a great witch to practice. Do you dare to enter my study because you think your life is too long?"
The woman smiled softly, and her laughter was sweet: "I just want to be friends with Mr. Yuan."
"Friend?" Yuan Qingyan smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Who in the whole court doesn't know that Yuan is a single man and doesn't even have a friend. Now a great witch wants to be friends with me?"
"Two smart individuals can become friends, the kind of limited cooperation."
"How do you want to collaborate?"
"I have brought news that the Wu Clan will attack Qing Ming in a large scale soon. This time the intensity is unprecedented, and it is similar to the military strength of the last duel with Commander Yue Jinshan. Qing Ming will probably not be able to defend it."
Yuan Qingyan remained calm and said: "I know this truth when my lips are dead and my teeth are cold. Such important military information, if it is true, what are you going to change it for?"
The woman said: "This piece of news can be given to you in exchange for what I want. You smart humans like to talk the other way around, don't you?"
Yuan Qingyan said slowly: "May I ask the name of the great witch?"
"Phantom. I come from a small tribe. Although I am a great witch, I am ostracized everywhere and cannot get any support. My future is at an end." After the woman finished speaking, she added, "Same as you."
After the woman left, Yuan Qingyan sat quietly, thinking about something.
At this time, there was a cry of surprise outside the door, and the housekeeper came over to report: "Sir, your personal attendant has just committed suicide by throwing himself into the well."
"Oh, let's find a place to bury it."
Yuan Qingyan put down his pen and wrote a letter to Chen Dao: "Recently, the Wu clan has made changes. It seems that they will march into Qingming. The army is strong and there is a follow-up plan..."
In the entire letter, there is not a single mention of Yue Jinshan.
Outside the Xu family's mansion on the north side of Quliu Town, a woman with only her eyes exposed stood dozens of feet away, looking at several mansions from a distance. There were sounds of silk and bamboo in the mansion, and people were having a banquet, singing and dancing early in the morning.
Extravagant and arrogant.
The woman stood for a while, did not approach, but turned around and disappeared.
In that remote courtyard, an old face appeared again on the ancient tree, saying: "This place is already so desolate, why are there still Wu people coming and going? What does she want to do?"
The charming woman in red was still sitting at the window. She said without raising her head: "She feels that she knows the human race very well and wants to sow discord."
The old tree laughed and said: "Stupid witch. The relationship between people is so complicated, how can she instigate it?"
"If nothing else, she has succeeded."
The old man's smile froze on the tree trunk. Fortunately, his movements were slow, so this froze was not obvious.
The smile on Lao Shu's face disappeared a lot and he said, "Should I trick her into killing her? I feel a little malnourished recently."
The woman did not speak, and Laoshu stopped mentioning the topic. The woman turned over a page of the storybook and asked somewhat casually: "Since you have discovered me, why didn't you tell me about the few times I had people come to my house?
"
"I want to live for two more years."
"Can you accept Xu Jingfeng sitting in that position?"
A smile appeared on Laoshu's face again, and he said: "Jingfeng is not a bad boy to begin with, but he is even more outstanding after going through many hardships. He can naturally sit in this position. As long as his surname is Xu, it doesn't matter which side he sits on. I
When I get older, I like to have black stones and white stones."
The woman didn't answer, so Lao Shu asked tentatively: "Why didn't you take action in the previous battles?"
"It's more important to sit here and read."
The old tree wondered: "There is nothing here, and the only secret warehouse has been taken away by that boy Qing Mingli. What's the point of you sitting here? Don't look at me, I am very afraid of death, and everything is easy to discuss."
"
At this point, the old tree laughed at himself and said: "I used to be very brave when I was a human, but now I have turned into a tree and I am scared to death. Girl, if you are willing to tell me why you are sitting here and not moving,
I will give you my treasured manuscripts, all of which are unique."
The woman in red said calmly: "Considering the difference in cultivation between you and me, is it appropriate for you to call me girl?"
"Respecting the elderly and respecting the elders is a tradition that has existed since ancient times. Besides, you are not very old, so I can be your grandpa more than enough. Stop talking nonsense, do you still want to read the script?" Lao Shu said for a rare moment of toughness.
The woman in red said: "This is the most important Feng Shui node, which can affect the luck of the entire region. I sit here, so others can't see this node."
"Can it affect the luck of the entire region? My old man's tree has been here for more than a hundred years, why didn't he notice it?"
The woman in red wanted to explain, but then gave up and said, "Feng shui luck is too complicated. You are not very smart, and you don't even understand it."
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dusk.
Wei Yuan stood on the main peak, looking to the northwest, feeling vaguely uneasy. The greenery in the northwest had already reached the sky, filled with murderous intent, and was ready to go. The war might begin tonight.
Wei Yuan returned to the room and began to readjust the Feng Shui array. He added another drop of white-gold laurel fairy tree sap to the array plate, but still felt it was not enough. Look at the dense green luck that was growing every day.
Gritting his teeth, he cast hundreds of green energy into the formation in one breath.
With the war imminent, Wei Yuan must increase his luck infinitely and form a luck depression around him, so that he can live toward death.
At night, desolate horns resound throughout the world. The horns originate from Witch City, but can also be heard clearly in the center of the realm hundreds of miles away. The heavy horn sound seems to have the power to seize the soul, and many ordinary people feel pain when they hear it.
He fell to the ground and slowly stood up until his body began to shine with the light of Jiamu Shengxuan.
Bells also rang in the realm, and countless people woke up from their sleep. They immediately put on their armor according to daily training, picked up the weapons they had just issued, and went to the designated place to assemble, waiting for the next order.
The aroma of food wafted from every camp, and the officers carried baskets of steamed cakes and distributed them to the neatly dressed soldiers. The soldiers devoured them in a few bites, and their breath was obviously stronger.
These steamed cakes are mixed with rice flour made from milled rice, and are also added with medicine prepared by Sun Yu. After eating it, it can not only replenish vitality, but also make the spirit high. Even if you don't sleep for several days, it will be fine. Although the medicine takes effect after a while
He was seriously ill, but Sun Yu's true words were that he might die if he didn't take this medicine, and he wouldn't even have a chance to get sick.
The dull sound of war drums sounded. Wang Yu originally planned to beat the drums with a mallet, but Xu Yi snatched it away. With her long hair flying, she beat the drums vigorously. From a distance, she looked like a fairy falling to earth, and the blood of the three armies was boiling with excitement.
Wei Yuan also secretly praised Xu Yi's drumming, which was much better than Wang Yu's.
In the distance, the lights in Wu City were bright, and the military atmosphere was soaring. Then the main gate opened wide, a high platform was slowly pushed out, and then groups of soldiers poured out from various city gates, converging into a torrent, overwhelming towards Qingming.
Wei Yuan estimated the time and estimated that the witch army would arrive at the edge of the boundary at midnight, which was the time when the witch army was at its strongest.
At this moment, Wei Yuan's pupils condensed and he saw many black shadows like hills appearing in the Wu Clan's military formation.
Wild beast?
Wei Yuan immediately pointed to the sky, and a scarlet light shot up into the night sky, and then the entire realm boiled. Originally, Wei Yuan's order was that among those who had not been trained, the elderly over fifty and children under ten years old did not need to gather to participate in the battle.
But now a summons was given, and except for children under the age of seven or eight, all those who could move took up arms and marched towards the Sixth City of Xuanwei.
Looking at the hill-like figures in the distance, Wei Yuan looked solemn. Wild beasts have always been used in important battles, and in recent years they have been basically deployed on the battlefields between the north and the Liao people. Now there are wild beasts here in Qingming.
Wei Yuan wondered if he had added too much luck to the Feng Shui array, and ended up overdoing it and turning his place into a luck depression instead?
Chapter completed!