Ao Fei followed Lord Zhao into the cellar, and the other six people were sitting around the large dining table in the center. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Five of them are gray-collared and white-robed with him, and the leader of Lord Ying is a red-collared black robe.

Ao Fei bowed down to Lord Ying before sitting down, and an ugly smile squeezed out of Lord Ying's fat face: "You're here, we haven't started ...... yet"

"Since we had breakfast together, I woke up and came over right away."

On his right hand was the old woman named Mu Jin, who sneered from her nose: "Lord Zhao's son is so pompous, I won't talk about it when I'm late, everyone else avoids coming, and he walked through the whole square square." ”

"Isn't the square the nearest road, Lord Mu can't wait enough?"

Ao Fei grabbed the nearest soup bowl and took a sip, and retorted without raising his head.

These people were originally sitting around the table very seriously, and they didn't touch a single bite of the food on the table, and when they went down to this mouthful of soup, everyone's faces were even more ugly. Lord Zhao's upper lip trembled, and a "presumptuous" squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Lord Zhao," he propped up his upper body with his arms and looked at the faces of these people one by one, "since it is the Council of Elders, I am sitting at the same table as everyone here, does anyone question the distinction between the elder and the young?" ”

Everyone was silent for a while, and Lord Ying on the other end took the lead in raising his hand and filled himself with a cup of hot tea, and the rest of the people ate one after another.

The Council of Elders has been like this since its establishment, and the elders in charge of selection and dispatch nominate outstanding people, both young and old, and there is no restriction on their origins, and the grass people and the rich sit together at the same table to agree and manage the folk and secular affairs.

Whenever the Holy Maiden received an oracle, it was conveyed to the Presbyterian Church through Muzin, who was in charge of religious matters.

Each resolution requires the approval of more than six members to be implemented, and of course, the power to convene a meeting belongs to the president alone.

Lord Ying pointed to the map behind him through the windowsill with a rattan cane: "I got the news that a large number of remnants of the secret society have gathered outside the wasteland, and the heretics lurking in various parts of Luxi have also taken advantage of the opportunity. ”

He paused to pay attention to the reactions of the men, and said, "Someone has already mixed in with the rest of the ......."

There are still eight people left in the Council of Elders, and on the other side are Wang Shu and Xiao Heng, who is half bald, and the two people at the end are leaning on the back of their chairs, each with their own thoughts.

Mu Jin was concerned about this matter: "Could it be that the saint is missing?" ”

Lord Ying waved his hand: "It's a matter of time before it leaks out, and we have to guard against their next move." ”

"How to prevent it?" The person named Xiao Heng was born a civilian, and his face was grim, "A large number of refugees have gathered outside the wall of neutrality, and more people are pouring in every quarter of an hour, and I have set up food distribution points everywhere, and I can't hold out for a few days, and if it goes on like this......"

"I think the more urgent thing at the moment ......" Lord Zhao, who was sitting opposite him, pulled the cup in his hand and made a crisp collision sound, which immediately interrupted Xiao Heng's words, "The invasion of the Ludong people will soon collapse over the Muzi Fjord, once the snow comes down, we can only sit and wait for the long drive." ”

Several people were silent for a while, and Xiao Heng said again: "I want to mention the matter of mobilizing the Guardian Army again. ”

Lord Ying immediately turned his head to look at Mu Jin, only to see her nodding: "The Guardian Corps was set up specifically for the church, but there is no relevant record of the doctrine of fighting foreign enemies. ”

The one called Wangshu was only a little older than Ao Fu, and he sat on Xiao Heng's left hand, and his face was full of doubts at the moment.

Indeed, the number of the Guardian Corps is small, and even if you count the ruling group managed by Wangshu, you are afraid that if you go to the battlefield, you will be a rabble.

He read the same thing from the faces of several other people, so he slowly straightened his back and turned the topic elsewhere: "There are rumors circulating around that the northern fire has been extinguished, and if you don't find a way to build it, the people outside this wall will only tear off the roof of the temple sooner or later......"

Mu Jin immediately agreed: "Although the people on the tower have all been withdrawn, many people in the upper hall have discussed it......

"Lord Ying," she touched his arm, "Grandma Wu, it seems that she has become suspicious." ”

Lord Ying had already counted it in his heart, and he put down what he had eaten half of the food in his hand: "The Holy Maiden has found ......"

After speaking, he looked at Mu Jin meaningfully.

Everyone at the table raised their heads, but Lord Ying didn't say anything about it.

Xiao Heng blinked inexplicably: "Found it, and then what?" Do we follow this meaning and explain it to the outside world? ”

Naturally, no, but after all, there is no more ingenious way.

For a while, everyone wanted to hear what the other was saying.

On the other hand, Ao Fei originally found the right time to insert two sentences, but he was still preempted by his father Zhao: "What the people don't want to believe naturally doesn't exist." ”

One sentence made the hearts of these eight people draw a circle.

Lord Ying slowly knocked on the table: "How did the rumors come from?" ”

He turned his head and waited for a reply.

"Muzi was the first place to start evacuating, and as far as my people know, there was an worshipper named Bo Ling, who incited everyone to go north......"

He hid the smile on the corner of his mouth, and squinted to see that Akira-sama had been staring at him tightly.

Ei-sama then asked, "What does this person have to do with the dark society?" ”

Ao Fei took the opportunity to turn around and face Lord Zhao's gaze, with a disapproving look: "The relationship can be at any time, but it depends on Lord Zhao, how to judge this person's crime......"

Comprehension is often as simple as that, and Lord Ying muttered some words to appease the people to return to their hometowns as soon as possible.

At the time of the tea exchange, a young man wearing a narrow-sleeved cloth jacket was brought in by a mountain eagle.

There is no shortage of such people in the world, entrenched in all walks of life, haunting the most inconspicuous corners, like an ear that carries with you, encompassing all the secrets and messages that circulate behind the scenes.

These people may be horsemen, old and weak people who don't go out, or street vendors, some believe in goodness, some people regard money as the only justice, and Ao Qu can always find such people accurately, and then give reasonable remuneration or violence, this web of intelligence is called the Gray Bottom Alliance.

The young man whispered in his ear, then nodded, and stepped back.

Everyone looked at Ao Xiang and waited for him to speak, but he slowly straightened his clothes: "Someone has crossed the swamp and landed at Mezi. ”