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Chapter 85: Living is just a game of pretending to be home (Part 2)

(In the chapters a few days ago, the second master of the Tang family was written as the third master, mainly because they always thought that they would turn Tang Sanshiliu into the third master in the future... They admitted their mistakes, and the manuscript had been revised. In addition, I haven't asked for annual leave yet, haha, anyway, I just wrote slowly, told some stories, and played with everyone.)

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Imagining the scene of His Majesty the Pope on the battlefield, Anhua's eyes were slightly brighter and he thought with respect, it was amazing. As a member of the National Church, she was particularly proud and in a slight mood. She did not notice that the young formation master on the sickbed had a small crack in his eyes, and the vision that was revealed seemed very dark.

At this time, the courtyard outside the window was in a mess, and the general came to the Holy Medical Center, bringing news that was difficult to tell the truth.

A place called Gaoyang Town may also have cinnabar pills. Why? Because the mysterious person who refined cinnabar pills may live there.

The questions that the whole continent wants to know suddenly have an answer, and An Hua was a little unacceptable for a while, even after calming down, he still couldn't believe it. But the young formation master's life was only seven days left, and it only took three days from Songshan Military Mansion to Gaoyang Town, at least in terms of numbers, there was hope.

She glanced at the young formation master with pity and said, "I want to go and see it, even if it's fake."

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It is far south from Songshan Military Mansion to Tianliang County, but the scenery of Hanqiu City is obviously much better. The only regret is that the famous manor outside the city still cannot return to the grand scenery of the past. From the reborn cold-resistant willow trees, they exuded green from east to west, and looked like a grassland that had been eaten by sheep.

Two years ago, Zhu Luo was killed by the historical god general under the Tianshu Tomb. The Zhu family and the Jueqing Sect lost the protection of powerful people in the sacred realm and no longer had their former power. However, Tianliang County was a place where the Zhu family had been in charge for more than a thousand years. The court owed them favors. In addition, they had a close relationship with the King of Xiang, so now, except for the power in Xunyang City being gradually suppressed by the Liang Palace, no one in the entire Tianliang County dared to repel it, and no one dared to challenge the Zhu family's status in Hanqiu City.

But Zhu Ye's mood was obviously not very good. Looking at the fields on both sides of the river, a look of disgust and hatred appeared in his eyes.

He is the current leader of the Jueqing Sect and the head of the Zhu family. He can be said to have inherited most of Zhu Luo's inheritance. Everyone knows that he is not Zhu Luo's son, but his nephew. Now he is sitting so steadily in the position of the lord of Hanqiu City, so he can know that he must be very strong, at least ruthless.

"I don't like seeing scorched earth thousands of miles away, and I don't like seeing these rotten plaster-like pictures. I have to find a way to cure it."

Zhu Ye picked up the wine glass in his hand and greeted the man opposite: "If there is good medicine, of course I don't mind putting some effort."

The one who drank with him was a general, exuding a powerful aura on his body, which was obviously beyond the upper realm of Juxing.

Ning Shiwei, the god general of Songshan, had no background and was dull in nature. He was not happy as a saint at that time. Therefore, although he was strong and had the ability to manage the army, his ranking among the god generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not high and his reputation was not obvious. Until the Tianshuling Incident, he returned to the capital under the orders and did several major things, and finally gained the appreciation of Daozun, Xiangwang and others.

At the bank of Luoshui, Wang Po broke his arm and broke the realm. Two gods wanted to kill him, but were stopped by Xiao Zhang with an iron spear, one of which was him.

Perhaps it was because of this incident that he took the blame and was forced to leave Kyoto and come to the Matsuyama Military Mansion.

The Songshan Military Mansion is naturally much better than the military mansion he used to be. He knew that this was the court's reward for him, but he still couldn't be satisfied. If the second master of the Tang family had not clearly expressed his dissatisfaction with him to Daozun, he should have stayed in a more important position in Kyoto, such as replacing Xu Shiji.

In the past two years since he arrived at Songshan Military Mansion, he thought about a lot of things, so he quickly understood what Zhu Ye's words meant.

That kind of elixir can produce white bones and cure people to death. It can naturally turn the charred Wanliu Garden green again like the spring breeze.

Of course, Zhu Ye would not really use that kind of medicine to melt water and irrigate the ground. This is just a description, a very appropriate description.

Ning Shiwei wanted that kind of medicine to be promoted, and the Zhu family also wanted that kind of medicine to revitalize the family's power, so why not make a plan together?

"The court has given up enough to the Tang family. The Wenshui merchants are becoming more and more arrogant and a little ignorant. They really need a lesson."

He said: "I will send someone over there. If the sect leader is interested, I can let them go together."

Zhu Ye put down the cup, and said casually: "I will take it myself."

Ning Shiwei found that this matter was more important than he thought. If it weren't for the tense war, he seemed to have gone to that small town to take a look.

"I'll go and have a look, too." A voice rang beside me.

The person who spoke was a young man who was shaking a folding fan in the cold weather, so that his originally handsome eyebrows and eyes had a little more cold and thin meaning.

"Although I don't think that medicine is as important as you said, I'm very curious."

The young man is called Tianhai Zhanyi, the younger brother of Pingguo, and the brother-in-law of King Chenliu, and King Chenliu is the son of King Xiang. The relationship between the Tianhai family and the Zhu family has always been very bad. It can be said that the power is like water and fire. Zhu Luo did not go to the capital, and it has even become a proverb in the Great Zhou Dynasty. But as the saying goes, the time changes, now that the Holy Empress is dead, Zhu Luo is also dead. The vigilance and hatred of the past have become indifferent. The hidden fear of ******* made them join hands through the line of King Xiang.

Zhu Ye looked at Tianhai Zhanyi and smiled, saying nothing.

Everyone knows that the power and resources of the Tianhai family will eventually fall on one of Tianhai Shengxue and Tianhai Zhanyi. Compared with Tianhai Shengxue, who has been appreciated by many important military officials, Ning Shiwei dislikes Tianhai Zhanyi very much because this young man is too gloomy and gives people a feeling of being too cold and thin.

Or it was precisely because of this reason that he did not refuse and asked: "Has the prince confirmed that it was not that person?"

Tian Hai put away the folding fan, slapped his palm, looked at him with a smile and said, "Are you scared? The prince said that the man should be in the south. But I am different from what you think. If this medicine really has something to do with that man, I really hope to see him there..."

He didn't finish his words and got up and left.

Looking at the figure gradually disappearing among the sunset and the willows, Zhu Ye said: "If you walk too fast, something will easily happen."

"On the battlefield, young people like him have always died very quickly, and I have long been no longer young."

Ning Shiwei said: "So I don't know anything, I only know that there is a young formation master not far from death."

"At this time, someone suddenly knew the whereabouts of the cinnabar pill, and naturally they would find a way to find it."

"Yes, it's great if he can survive."

"The general treats soldiers as much as his son."

"Everything is the reward of the adults in the court."

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On the map, Gaoyang Town is a small dot among the mountains of the snow field. In the record, Gaoyang Town is a military camp that has long been deserted and abandoned. However, when Anhua and others came here, they found that the small dot on the map was actually a large area of ​​ancient buildings under the snow mountain. The town is still quite popular and very lively.

The revival of Gaoyang Town is all attributed to the war between the human race and the demon race. Because the wars in the northern end of the snowfield are frequent, the ordnance transportation from the northeast to Tianliang County is now chosen to pass the re-activated mountain military route most of the time, and the exit of this military route across Hanshan happens to be in Gaoyang Town.

Gaoyang Town is really lively now, and it can even be called prosperous. The streets are full of soldiers and vendors, and you can also see many women wearing heavy makeup.

Where there are brothels, there will naturally be no inns. The leader of the team leader lifted the young formation master on the stretcher and entered the backyard. Anhua took two female students to the second floor of the inn, preparing to ask for some food and inquire about something at the same time. Before he could sit down, his eyes were attracted by a father and daughter in the building.

It was a singing couple. The father was wearing an old shirt from a scholar, holding a guqin in his arms, lowering his head, and unable to see his appearance clearly.
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