As long as Wu Qianyuan sat on a large cast iron chair, the documents on the long table of Yunwen were always piled up like mountains.

He always leaned on the long desk and wrote quickly, refusing to stop or slow down...

There is a kind of bird in this world that has no feet. It can only fly forward, eat in the wind when hungry, sleep in the cloud when tired, and not land on the day it dies.

Wu Qianyuan may be this kind of bird...

The old servant Mai walked into the lobby with a food box and gently took out the hot meal from the food box and arranged it, then said softly: "Master, I'm having a meal."

"Um."

Wu Qianyuan responded without raising his head, and was still writing quickly: "Is the Tianxing Alliance the people, are they here?"

"Here you come."

The old servant Mayi responded: "I was still registering and recording outside the town gate... They almost fought with the old servants of the Blood Tiger Camp just now."

Wu Qianyuan: "Oh? Tell me what's going on."

The old servant Mayi noticed that although he did not look up, his writing speed slowed down. He was happy and immediately told him vividly about what had just happened outside the town gate.

"...'Then, I'll bet with you. If you can step into this door with the broken iron piece on your waist, I, Old Wu, will take off my head and give it to you a chamber pot.'

The old man named Wu clapped his hands and said to the young master of Tianxing Alliance named Yan Jinghong. As soon as he finished speaking, the old men of the Blood Tiger Camp on the top of the city laughed and cheered for the squids..."

Wu Qianyuan stopped the red pen in his hand at some point, raised his head and listened carefully, with a smile on his lips.

People and things related to the second child are always so interesting.

It is so lucky to be friends with my second child like me...

After Mayi's old servant finished speaking, he said, "It seems that I'm wrong. When Meng Xiaojun came to me to talk about this yesterday, I thought she wanted to borrow my and Zhang Lao Er's hand to make her a living.

Now it seems that the competition for interests within the alliance is not a good deal.”

The old servant Mai was a little surprised at his master's comment on the visitor.

He asked hesitantly: "Master, are you just a few ignorant families? Is it very troublesome?"

Wu Qianyuan stood up, turned out from the Yunwen Chang desk, and sat at the dining table arranged by the old servant Mayi.

"It's not as simple as you think."

He picked up the rice bowl as big as a tea bowl, looked at it, took out a bowl of soup from the food box and divided it into half the rice: "At least the leader...what is the name?"

"Yan Jinghong, the second elder of Tianxing Alliance, and the son of Yan Changqing, the head of the Yan family in Biluoquan."

After hearing him, Wu Qianyuan said "tsk" with unknown meaning, and then said: "According to your statement, this person should be a ignorant and arrogant person. I... understand such a person, and they have their faces.

It is more important than life and life. It is better to knock down and swallow blood than to lose face in front of people."

When the old man in Mayi heard this, he suddenly felt dazed and seemed to remember that his master was once the disciple of the vastest aristocratic family in Xuanbeizhou.

Look at him now wearing plain clothes, without any food, and only a bowl of food. He looks like an old man than him, so he is not as good as an old man. There is no trace of the old man in the past, and the eldest son of the Wu family who was eating with the bell and jingle.

shadow?

It's really God's will to mess with people...

"If Yan Jinghong is really the kind of person he shows, then he will definitely not show weakness."

"By his origin, he has no reason to show weakness."

"But if this Yan Jinghong really fights with the Blood Tiger Camp outside the town gate, then even if he is the current crown prince, it will be like that."

Wu Qianyuan started eating.

He ate very slowly, soft and easy to digest, but he seemed to have to use a lot of effort to swallow it: "But he endured it, took the initiative to take a step back, and there was no conflict with the Blood Tiger Camp head."

"It might be a shame."

“But it is indeed a wise approach.”

"Many people only learn how to put on airs in their lives, but never how to put on airs."

"But in fact, putting down the shelf is more worth learning than putting up the shelf!"

"I'll look up to him because of this."

"But it should be noted that this is contrary to the formal style shown by this person."

"So, if there is no external force to suppress him, then his arrogance and domineeringness and unruly may be just a disguise."

The old man in Mai recalled carefully for a while and shook his head and said, "There is no external force. According to the reward of the Fenghuwei, the power of the disciples of that group of aristocratic families is not weak. There are seven or eight seventh-grade masters, and at that time, there were only three eight in the Blood Tiger Camp.

Cow crossbow and some unused bed crossbows.”

"Um."

Wu Qianyuan nodded and concluded: "When they waited for the change, they should have won over Zhang Laoer, so that everyone would not be unhappy... Haha, what a righteous way to the world is, it is not just a fight for power and profit, and a scheming!"

The old man in Mai smiled but said nothing, thinking that those who do not care about their efforts and rewards like you and Mr. Zhang are the anomalies.

As soon as he thought of this, he heard his master ask, "Is there any news coming back from Mr. Zhang?"

"No!"

The old man in Mayi shook his head quickly: "All the news about Mr. Zhang, I have submitted it to you immediately and will not be suppressed."

Wu Qianyuan nodded and said, "It seems that his progress is going well."

After he finished speaking, he saw the brothers of Honghua Temple working outside the door quickly entering the hall, holding their fists and bowing, "Report to the military advisor, Yan Jinghong, the Tianxing Alliance outside the door, ask for a meeting."

"Tsk."

This time, it made a mockery voice, no longer Wu Qianyuan, but Mayi’s old servant: “It’s really aggressive!”

Wu Qianyuan put down his bowl, picked up the snow-white sweat towel and wiped his mouth, "Please ask him to stay in the side hall for a while... Lao Huang, please clean up."

The old servant Mayi looked at the food that had almost not moved a few chopsticks on the dining table, and couldn't help but say, "Master, let's have another few more bites."

Wu Qianyuan stood up and walked towards the Yunwen Chang desk: "I don't have much appetite, let it be for the evening."

The old man in Mai sighed softly and started to clean up the dining table.

...

After a moment, Yan Jinghong, who was naked, strode into the lobby.

The old god Wu Qianyuan was sitting on a cast iron chair holding a cup of tea.

"Are you the leader of the Northern League Wu Qianyuan?"

This is the first sentence Yan Jinghong said to Wu Qianyuan after entering the lobby.

Wu Qianyuan nodded lightly.

"Who am I? I believe you already know very well. I won't say nonsense. I will attach my wings of the Yan family in Biluoquan. My Yan family will protect your peace, and will unite the Northern Alliance and dominate the Xuanbei River and Lake!"

This is the second sentence Yan Jinghong said to Wu Qianyuan after entering the lobby.

Wu Qianyuan looked at him and felt very disappointed.

He didn't know whether Yan Jinghong's arrogant attitude was disguised or over-disguised.

But just his Taoist practice is more than one level different from Meng Xiaojun.

The Yan family in Biluoquan may be stronger than the Duanyue Sword Sect behind Meng Xiaojun, but it is not strong enough to crush the Duanyue Sword Sect.

Meng Xiaojun came to the door and was very calm from beginning to end. Everything was negotiated to win the consent of him and Zhang Chu, and only talked about interests and benefits, never taking the break from behind her.

Yue Jianzong suppressed him and Zhang Chu.

Without comparison, there is no level of difference.

Wu Qianyuan picked up the tea bowl, lowered his head and blew the tea mozi: "Thank you for your kindness, no need to worry."

Yan Jinghong seemed not to understand his meaning of serving tea, calmly said the third sentence since he entered the lobby: "My father is about to fly on the sky and be promoted to the guardian of all directions. If you want to follow my Yan family's feather wings.

, After Zhang Chu set foot in the Qihai, my father can recommend Zhang Chu to take over as the elder!”

Wu Qianyuan stopped drinking tea.

He finally understood that Yan Jinghong was obviously not a fool, so why did he come to the hall and say all stupid things and do all stupid things.

Nothing else, the cards in your hand are so good, no skills or strategies are needed!

Wu Qianyuan was very moved.

Whether it is the Beiping Alliance dominating Xuanbei River and Lake or Zhang Chu taking the position of elder of the Tianxing Alliance, it is of great help to what he plans.

In his opinion, Zhang Chu should have no reason to refuse.

After all, they have experienced enough losses without backing after walking from Jintian Mansion.

But after pondering for a while, he shook his head slightly and said, "I can't promise you."

"The Taiping Club is not Zhang Chu's Taiping Club. I can sit in this seat because he trusts me. For such a big thing, I have to wait for him to make a decision in person after he returns to the town."

"As for my general Beimeng, only the Taiping Club will follow!"

The truth he told.

Yan Jinghong was just right when he wanted to sit down and raised his sword eyebrows unhappily and said in a deep voice: "I come with sincerity, and please don't be greedy!"
To be continued...