Chapter 228: Disputes

Loulan, a kingdom that has existed for 436 years. The first time the name of this country appears in the historical records of China was during the reign of Emperor Liu Che of the Han Dynasty. The underworld of Loulan will exist longer than the kingdom of the earth, the nation of the world will be replaced, and the kingdom of the world will be easier, but the land of the world will never be empty

A very large country, corresponding to a small underworld, has formed a loose alliance with other surrounding underworlds, maintaining the same tranquility as ever. The people of Loulan are a very good people who can make money and enjoy themselves, and in the long time, they have accumulated countless gold, which is spread all over the land of Linfu and piled up into brilliant houses for these peaceful people to continue to enjoy their wealth after death.

The golden color shines brightly in the sun, and the midday sun is at its brightest. Fusu covered his eyes with his hand, he couldn't figure out why the qi of the thirty-six prefectures was always clear, and it occasionally rained in the prefectures of his hometown, and there was not a drop of water falling from the sky here all year round.

Loulan City, he has been here many times, the trade between the prefectures has been officially operated so far, there will always be one or another problem that needs to be negotiated by him, the helmsman, but fortunately, both sides have behaved very well, and there has never been any conflict.

He hadn't been to the Yan Jun Palace for a long time, and most of the affairs of the Imperial History Mansion had been handed over to Chao Cuo. Even though the ghost has a lot of inexhaustible energy, but running around in two completely unrelated systems, Fusu deeply feels what it means to be a doppelganger. It would be nice if there was a doppelganger method that a practitioner could use, so that he could do both.

He shook his head vigorously, dispelling this unrealistic idea, even Yan Jun of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm did not have the ability to clone, how could it be possible for a cultivator to have such magical powers.

The process of Zhang Yi's adaptation is longer than that of Fusu, who is somewhat cultivated, and his quality in all aspects is much better than his. Turning his head and looking around, the local ghost pawn had already prepared the frame, just waiting for him and Fusu to finish adjusting.

"Childe, I'm alright, let's go. ”

"Well, it's all up to Zhang Zi this time!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and both boarded the carriage. I have to sigh at the richness of these prefectures, even the carriages are made of gold. The golden house that Liu Che promised to go out is weak compared to here!

With the hooves of horses, the soldiers guarded the distinguished guests and slowly drove into the only main city here.

Very different from the Central Plains, the Loulan people do not pursue a large and wide environment, but prefer to be compact and exquisite. Their city was not even one-fifth the size of Yan Jun's city, but most of them were three-story high-rise buildings. There are also higher ones, but there are not so many, and the tallest of them, the main building of the City Lord's Mansion, is twelve floors.

The streets here are also very narrow, and he is used to seeing the galloping road of Daqin and the road of Yanjun City, and Fusu feels a sense of crowding, and the visual crowding is blessed

The people of Loulan rarely ride in cars, rarely ride horses, and the land is not too far away, and many things are not necessary for them. Moreover, the land was covered with gold, and the weeds were pressed underneath, making it difficult to get out of the way, and raising horses became an extremely luxurious affair.

The carriage of the city lord's mansion occupied almost half of the road, but the ghosts walking on the road did not complain in the slightest, and cooperated to let them go to both sides of the street. The city lord has a high prestige here, and if you want to make a comparison, this prestige is even more than that of many Yan monarchs in Yan Jun City.

The territory has such benefits, and the people and ghosts under the rule will not be too far away, and there are no too complicated affairs, and when you have nothing to do, you can go to the street to catch a ghost and drink together.

Fusu likes this environment very much, comfortable, and there are no worries. But he would never choose such a way of life, the world is a place where the weak eat the strong, and only by fighting can he live. On the land of the Central Plains, it is not that indisputable kingdoms have never appeared, but they have not existed for too long, and they have been swept into the garbage heap of history.

The essence of the underworld is actually no different from the human world, but the abundant resources offset the contradictions brought about by survival, and the Yan monarchs look down at the top as immortals, which reduces the possibility of competing with each other.

Rao is like this, but it still can't be completely eradicated. What was once a grassland, now is the North Garden. Isn't the reason for the existence of such a place to be to divert all the unquenchable strife from the core area? Fusu saw very clearly that the Northern Court would definitely become more and more chaotic, and the Han, Wei, Wu, and even the subsequent dynasties would become tools in the hands of the Yan monarchs, and they would be used to divert the strife.

It's ridiculous that Liu Bang and the others still don't know where they are, thinking that they can still enjoy all the resources like in the human world, and they can also mobilize thousands of armor soldiers to wage reasonable or unreasonable wars.

I have to admire the wisdom of Yan Jun, who can use such a method to maintain the stability of the underworld, that is, pity the wolf, the cultivation of the fairy realm has become a decoration used by the Lin Mansion to deter Yourao.

It seems that the high realm does not mean that the wisdom is high enough. The city lord of Loulan is also an existence in the fairy realm, but he is not a little smarter than the wild god like the wolf. The Loulan Kingdom in the human world will still have some gaps and conflicts with the dynasty of the Central Plains, but this Loulan City in the world after death has never had such a time. The Central Plains Difu is a Big Mac here, and among all the known Difu, it is still a Big Mac.

Big Mac has the preferential treatment of Big Mac, and Fusu and Zhang Yi enjoy this preferential treatment. The most exquisite tables, the most gorgeous seats, the most exquisite wines and the best dancers.

Beautiful music sounded on the twelfth floor, and the dancers wore veils and began to shake their graceful bodies. The lord of Loulan sat on the main seat, Fu Su and Zhang Yi sat on his lower left head, and then down, with a table on the left and right, and two people with completely different costumes from Loulan sitting. A man, a woman, and a dancer in the middle of the venue, their eyes collided fiercely, as if they were about to burst into a spark.

These two are also acquaintances of Fusu, and the last city lord and the exquisite city lord. The two main gods who have never dealt with each other, among the thirty-six underground mansions, only the two of them will have a fight. And the end and the essence don't seem to be very stop in the world, but those are not in Fusu's consideration, he can't control the affairs of the world, he only interferes in the afterlife.

At the end of the song, the dancers saluted and retreated. The Loulan City Lord picked up his wine glass and said, "Two, don't care what your current position is. Fusu Gongzi and Zhang Zi have come here without any difficulty, and they should always be given a glass of wine!"

And the last city lord and the exquisite city lord glanced at each other, and each raised their glasses. Fighting is fighting, and disrespect is not to be rude. At present, the most important source of income for these prefectures is to resell the goods of the Central Plains prefectures, such as porcelain, silk, paper, and fine wine, which only need to be sold to more western prefectures, and they can obtain more than ten times the windfall profits.

Fusu is now their only supplier, holding the top of this chain of interests. And if you can't offend, you must give enough respect to this identity alone. They are not as indifferent as the Yan monarchs, it is always good to make more money, and they can use it to improve the lives of their people if they can't spend it themselves. Both humans and ghosts need a better life.

After a glass of wine, the atmosphere on the field was slightly better.

Fusu smiled: "How good is this, sitting together and drinking, everyone is happy, why bother calling around." This time, and the end of the fight with the essence, the lord of Loulan City asked me to reconcile, I have arrived, the two of you might as well start a war for what they are for, the words are clear, and it is better to stop the army. ”

And the last city lord spoke first, saying, "The Elite City has robbed us of our business, so we started a war. ”

"What kind of, it's clear that you can't take the big customers, and we are exquisite. ”

Zhang Yi's eyes widened slightly, he didn't have much contact with the Exquisite City Lord, but he didn't expect this goddess to have a hot temper.

"Don't worry, please be careful, what kind of business is it that makes you quarrel like this. ”