Under Yu Zhi's plan, the storm in Nanzhou Prefecture became even worse.
There was a motorcade with hundreds of guards, and the carriage in the center was so huge that it could only be pulled by four horses.
The person sitting in the carriage was none other than Prince Xiao Jingyao.
There was a woman sitting next to Xiao Jingyao.
Not long ago, Xiao Jingyao and Li Chuchen had a hasty wedding. When Xiao Jingyao went south, Li Chuchen also followed.
Xiao Jingyao held Li Chuchen's hand and said distressedly: "It's been a hard journey."
Li Chuchen's face looked a little tired. She had never walked such a long way before, and she was extremely tired along the way.
Hearing Xiao Jingyao's concern, Li Chuchen smiled and shook his head. The tiredness on his face was dispelled by that voice of concern, "Brother Prince, Chen'er is not working hard. Chen'er just wants to accompany Brother Prince like this, where is Brother Prince going?" , where will Chen'er go."
Xiao Jingyao looked at Li Chuchen, smiled, and then turned his attention to the pile of memorials.
He was accompanied by a beautiful woman, but Xiao Jingyao's thoughts were only on the pile of memorials and the unopened plum blossoms in the plum garden.
Wan'er...I will avenge you!
Xiao Jingyao changed, lost his previous generosity, and began to hide his heart. He knew that he must ascend to the highest position in the palace. For Wan'er, who died under the bare plum tree, he had no way out.
The first city heading south is Sioux City.
When the prince arrived, Zhang Zhongmin and Su Ji, who had just taken office, led a group of officials from Su City County to greet him outside Su City.
"Zhang Zhongmin, the governor of Sucheng County, together with the people of Sucheng County, respectfully welcome the crown prince and crown princess."
Countless people knelt in front of the car to welcome him.
Xiao Jingyao and Li Chuchen stepped out of the carriage and looked at the officials and people of Su Cheng County.
"Everyone, please stand up." Xiao Jingyao said.
Li Chuchen stood beside the prince, looking at the people kneeling in front of him, feeling proud in his heart. She loves these positions of power and wants to become the most noble woman in the world.
Now, she has taken the first step.
As long as Xiao Jingyao ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, she will be the empress of the world.
Xiao Jingyao entered the city and settled in Su City.
In the front, the inspector Yu Zhi was patrolling the hunt, and in the back, the prince Xiao Jingyao came in person. Everyone was frightened.
There were already rumors of rebellion by Chu King Xiang Ji in Nanzhou Prefecture.
The common people may not know, but Zhang Zhongmin and others can make some guesses.
At a time when the situation is still unclear, Prince Xiao Jingyao came to Nanzhou Mansion. If the King of Chu really wanted to rebel, Xiao Jingyao would be the first to die in Nanzhou Mansion.
At the same time, Fan Wenzheng came to Jiangnan City alone.
He stood in front of Fan's house, with the time of twenty years ago in his mind. That year, he was only a teenager when he left.
"Who is the head of the Fan family?" Fan Wenzheng asked.
Naturally, the guards in front of Fan Mansion would not pay attention to him.
Just listen to Fan Wenzheng continue to say: "Is Fan Wuan still alive?"
In Fan Wenzheng's generation, the Fan family was not prosperous. There were only two brothers, Fan Wenzheng and Fan Wu'an.
Fan Wenzheng is the elder brother and Fan Wuan is the younger brother.
Fan Wenzheng entered Kyoto as an official, and Fan Wuan became the head of the Fan family.
Time flies, and Fan is no longer what he was when they were young.
Hearing someone calling Fan Wu'an's name, the two guards immediately stepped forward and said, "Who are you, dare to be so presumptuous in front of Fan's house?"
Fan Wenzheng missed every plant and tree in Fan's mansion and said, "Let Fan Wu'an come out to see me."
"Hey, where did you come from, old man? Do you want to see Mr. Fan whenever you want?" the guard said.
Fan Wenzheng ignored the two of them and walked straight towards the mansion.
The guards naturally refused to give way and stood in front of Fan Wenzheng. Don't let him in.
Fan Wenzheng scared the two of them away with just one look. Fan Wenzheng had been in charge of Dali Temple for more than ten years and had never killed anyone with his own hands, but he had such a majestic aura that even the most vicious prisoners in the prison would be frightened when they saw him.
At this time, a person walked out of the house. "How inappropriate is it to make noise in front of the mansion?"
The person who came was none other than Fan Yuan, the head of the Fan family.
Fan Yuan looked at the white-haired old man in front of him and felt familiar. This face is quite similar to his father.
Fan Wenzheng said: "Fan Yuan, I didn't expect you to grow so big. Where is your father, is he still alive?"
Suddenly, Fan Yuan looked horrified, as if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.
"Uncle...Uncle." Fan Yuan recalled the scene when he was young.
He and Fan Wenzheng had only met a few times, but Fan Wenzheng's stern face was already engraved in his heart.
Fan Yuan couldn't believe what he saw, because as early as twenty years ago, his father told him that Fan Wenzheng was dead.
Today, Fan Wenzheng's memorial tablet still stands in the ancestral hall.
Fan Yuan calmed down and said immediately: "Uncle, you are still alive..."
Fan Wenzheng glared at Fan Yuan and said, "Nonsense, are you a ghost if you don't let the person standing in front of you?"
This voice, this tone... Fan Yuan knew that the person in front of him must be Fan Wenzheng.
"Where's your dad? He practices martial arts and should live longer than me." Fan Wenzheng said.
Fan Yuan immediately led Fan Wenzheng into the mansion.
The news of Fan Wenzheng's return soon spread throughout Jiangnan City.
Twenty years ago, Fan Wenzheng's name was known to everyone in Dachu official circles. This is not only because of his high position as the minister of Dali Temple, but also because of Fan Wenzheng's selfless and cruel methods.
Prisoners who entered the Dali Temple Prison were never able to come out.
More importantly, during the period when Fan Wenzheng was in charge of Dali Temple, there was not a single unjust, false or wrong case.
At that time, Fan Wenzheng was a knife hanging in the officialdom of Dachu. He was not afraid of power, only recognized the law, and won the late emperor's trust.
After the late emperor died and the new emperor succeeded to the throne, Fan Wenzheng disappeared.
Rumor has it that he died on that bloody night in Kyoto.
Even the Fan family established a spiritual throne for him.
Twenty years later, Fan Wenzheng returned.
It does not matter. The important thing is that the current situation in Nanzhou is treacherous and undercurrents are turbulent, and Fan Wenzheng came back at this time.
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A small building in the mountains with beautiful autumn scenery.
In the past half month, Yu Zhi had a very leisurely life.
Practice or enjoy the scenery, and have fun with Li Wantong.
This is the life he longs for most.
After entering the mountain, all the disputes in the world seemed to have nothing to do with him.
"Little Man Picture" has reached the sixteenth meridian, which is the meridian on the left leg.
After Feiying revived him and was nourished by Yunling Flower, Yu Zhi's physical body became better than before.
The arms are full of strength, no less powerful than those of practitioners who practice physical training.
After realizing the sword intention of Breaking Dawn, Yu Zhi only has one sword technique, which is Breaking Dawn.
Except for the fusion of Wind and Thunder, which summons the wind and snow with one sword and thunder with one sword, Yu Zhi has no other swordsmanship moves.
This is a shortcoming in Yu Zhi’s practice.
The current shortcomings will give Yu Zhi a fatal blow at the moment of life and death.
Unlike Ye Qinghuan, Yu Zhi started practicing swordsmanship from the very beginning. He practiced swordsmanship day by day, and every move became perfect.
Therefore, he has to work harder.
The slightly yellowed autumn leaves fall one after another.
Yu Zhi held a wooden sword and thrust out one sword after another.
The sword moves are eclectic and move according to your heart.
Without any moves or techniques, he was in this piece of flying fallen leaves.
The autumn wind blows gently, rustling among the forest leaves, and Yu Zhi is like the yellowed autumn leaves. He is not an outsider, he is one of thousands of fallen leaves.
The endless falling trees rustled.
The bleak autumn wind and the sadness of autumn can change people's mood the most.
Yu Zhi's eyes were calm and determined as before. His sword is different from others, perhaps due to his talent. He rarely practices swordsmanship, he integrated Li Haomiao's sword moves, understood the meaning of the Dawn Sword, and truly embarked on a path of his own.
A cup of tea...
A stick of incense...
An hour...
Half a day passed... Yu Zhi had never practiced sword practice for so long. On weekdays, it would take only a moment to burn incense.
Today is different, the autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn scenery are all different.
After calming down, Yu Zhi faintly felt that his sword was a little stronger.
It's just a feeling.
"Yu Zhi." Li Wantong shouted.
At dusk and sunset, in the intoxicating afterglow, she stood behind the yellowing autumn leaves. Her figure was slim and graceful, lightly applied with pink and white. The autumn wind blew gently, raising some hair, as if she was walking from a painting.
Yu Zhi put away his sword and took Li Wantong's hand.
They were the only two people in the mountain here.
Qiu Ruoruo, Yu Lan and Cang Huo went to Jiangnan City. Originally, Qiu Ruoruo accompanied Fan Wenzheng to Nanzhou Mansion, so naturally she still had unfinished business.
Cang Huo was trying to protect Qiu Ruoruo and Yu Lan. Of course, the old man was still sulking, the kind that couldn't be coaxed.
Lei Jun went to Wuqin Lake and took the token that Yu Zhi got from Fan Liren. Just because Li Haomiao told Yu Zhi that the inheritance of Wuqin Lake may be related to the Broken Blade Sect.
Yu Zhi gave the token to Lei Jun.
Wuhua continued to rescue people in Nanzhou Prefecture. He was born to save all sentient beings.
As for Ye Qinghuan and Ning Huan...the two took Golden Leaf with them to look for old friends from Beidou Camp in the streets and mountains of Nanzhou Prefecture.
Only Yu Zhi and Li Wantong were left in the ordinary hill.
This time, Li Wantong was almost separated from Yu Zhi, but he just didn't want to leave Yu Zhi again.
"Tong'er, your cooking skills are really not very good." Yu Zhi looked at the dark food on the table and smelled a burnt smell.
Li Wantong blushed and said, "In the past, others would cook, but here I am..."
Li Wantong has been cooking for several days, but all ended in failure.
Yu Zhi touched Li Wantong's head comfortingly and said, "Fortunately, you have found a capable husband."
Yu Zhi tinkered in the kitchen for a while, and a few dishes of side dishes were enough.
Li Wantong looked at Yu Zhi with some admiration. In her eyes, Yu Zhi was extremely good.
"How about it? Follow me and you will enjoy the happiness." Yu Zhi said proudly.
"What should I do? You know I can't bear to leave you." Li Wantong said.
Yu Zhi was stunned and immediately held Li Wantong's hand. "Silly girl, you and I are married by our parents, how can you leave me?"
Li Wantong smiled quietly. "My mother gave birth to me and Chuchen, so she should have a share in the marriage, or do you still want to share the happiness of both of us?"
Yu Zhi felt guilty. The words Qi Ren Zhi Bing reminded him of Su Muchi.
Immediately, Yu Zhi said seriously: "Tong'er, I'm sorry for you."
Li Wantong looked at Yu Zhi curiously, waiting for Yu Zhi to continue speaking.
Yu Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "In Su City..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Li Wantong say: "Is that Miss Su?"
Yu Zhi stared at Li Wantong with an expression of astonishment.
Tong'er, how do you know?
