Chapter 0152 - Acting with the Power of the Whole Country (II)

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An oracle came out of the imperial palace in the imperial capital, spreading through various channels.

This caused a violent tsunami to set off in the rivers and lakes.

The oracle is an order to kill the barbarians.

However, it is not only the barbarians who kill, if they can kill the temple master, it is the most rewarding, of course, the messengers in the temple, the Dharma protectors, and even the sect members are all rewarded, but they are not so rich.

The temple is also a nightmare existence for the people in the rivers and lakes, they are like a spider in the dark, constantly weaving a dense web of madness, constantly mutilating the masters in the rivers and lakes, either because of wealth or because of martial arts secrets...... No one who has been targeted by the temple has ever survived in peace, and there are no bones left, which makes many people angry but helpless.

At this time, with the mountain of the empire as a thing to rely on, this made many people feel a lot more confident in their hearts, and their minds became active, wanting to get some benefits from the empire.

All of a sudden.

Many rivers and lakes went to Nanban together.

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Great hidden in the city.

Among the imperial capital, the most prosperous is Suzaku Street, a teahouse is mixed in the rows of buildings on both sides is very inconspicuous, and the small signboard is easy to ignore if you don't take a closer look.

It was noon.

The adjacent restaurant is overcrowded, but there are a few guests sitting in the teahouse, looking very calm, Xiao Er's is lying on the table yawning, and the shopkeeper's abacus is dialing on the counter I don't know what it is counting.

The atmosphere in the teahouse is lazy and slack.

——If you have a heart, you will appear, the business in this teahouse has been very deserted, at the end of the day, you can't make a hundred and eighty big money, which is not a good thing in the incomparably prosperous Suzaku Street, such a deserted business will not make a few dollars at the end of the month, I'm afraid even the expenses of the guys are not enough.

- But the shopkeeper of the teahouse has half a day on the counter to dial the plate, which is a bit interesting, I didn't make a lot of money, it's a fart account, is it possible to calculate how much money I lost every day?

Doubts are questions, but no one is taboo and asks questions that should not be asked.

It's just that this teahouse has a big backer, and the daily losses are not in sight.

But it's a fact.

No one would have thought that this dismal teahouse would be the most mysterious and terrifying killer organization in the empire, the Shadow House.

This teahouse is the building in its name.

Don't look at the bleak business in the teahouse, these losses are really indifferent to the Shadow Building, which is making money every day.

The shopkeeper's daily dial is all business.

A figure stood in front of the teahouse for a moment and slowly walked into the teahouse.

Xiao Er, who was yawning, suddenly held it back, and greeted him with a smile, "Guest officer, what kind of tea do you want?"

"A pot of the most valuable tea. ”

The person who came said softly.

Xiao Er's eyes couldn't help but stare at him, looked the person up and down, and said loudly: "I'm afraid the most valuable tea can't afford the guest officer." ”

"It's okay, I dare to ask for it, and I can naturally afford to drink. ”

The person who came said in a deep voice.

Xiao Er turned to look at the shopkeeper behind him.

The shopkeeper stopped dialing the plate, raised his head, looked at the person who came, and said slowly: "Guest officer, please come to the private room." ”

- Money can make ghosts grind, and the Shadow House is no better.

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The huge machine of Taiqian is running slowly, and there are constantly elite troops rushing to Nanban from all parts of the empire, and at the same time, a steady stream of materials is also sent to Nanban day and night, which makes Cangzhou City, the gateway to the thirteen states of Nanban, become busy, and the whole city has become a city that never sleeps, day and night, and the lights are bright.

Cangzhou also broke the habit of closing the city gate at sunset and opening the city gate at sunrise that lasted for nearly a hundred years, so as to provide convenience for the army that continued to rush to the southern barbarians.

Extraordinary times, extraordinary means.

The defenders of Cangzhou also went out one after another, and began to patrol the streets and alleys of the city strictly, lest there be many people in the city and some chaos.

Black clouds crush the city.

The people who live in Cangzhou all the year round are also aware of the tension in the atmosphere in Cangzhou City, and their usual activities outside have been deliberately reduced a lot, and even the loud noise in the restaurant and tea shop is much quieter.

However, there are also some bold and reckless people, looking at the masters of the rivers and lakes who came from all over the country, they have the idea of making money, and begin to peddle some information about the Nanban, of course, these information are learned from the refugees who escaped the disaster of war from the thirteen states of the Nanban, and it is really not of much use value, but those masters of the rivers and lakes who came from afar are unknown, but they are also willing to exchange silver for intelligence.

However, those Jianghu masters who bought intelligence were not fuel-efficient, and when they saw that the information in their hands was not of much use, their hearts suddenly became angry, and those who peddled intelligence in the future were caught and beaten up, and no one paid attention to them.

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A team of cars from the imperial capital slowly drove into Cangzhou.

Among the carriages that followed slowly, there were the masters of Qin Tianjian, who were accustomed to being high, even if they went out, they also had the pomp and circumstance they deserved, all of them were tall horses, and the carriages made of iron pear wood were full of style.

At the moment when the carriage entered Cangzhou City.

It has attracted the attention of countless people, and many people can't help but sigh secretly in their hearts, not to lose the big man from the imperial capital, enough luxury, that iron pear wood is a good material for making weapons and farm tools, but it is used to build carriages, which is really too wasteful.

The carriage moved slowly.

The defenders of Cangzhou City are responsible for imposing martial law on both sides of the streets, lest anyone unscrupulously go to these bigwigs, which would be very troublesome for them.

The wheels are moving forward.

The onlookers on both sides of the street seemed a little quiet.

"Stop. ”

Suddenly, there was an angry shout from the carriage.

The coachman in charge of driving the carriage skillfully stopped the carriage without even a hint of trembling.

The eight carriages that followed in turn also stopped.

In the carriage, Murong Tianfeng, who was holding the golden phoenix with her wings and golden crutches, came out of the carriage, her expression was cold with murderous intent, and her eyes were deeply sunken, revealing a shocked gaze, looking around.

The onlookers couldn't help but look nervous, not knowing what this big man from the imperial capital was doing, or what he wanted to do?

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