Drunken Dust Township sat in the house unhappily, watching through the window as the people in the courtyard were busy.

According to Chong Daocheng and Gongsun Tan, they were "drawing up a vicious response plan". But they made such a mess of his otherwise quiet home, and it made him feel a little bad for the first time.

Poinsettia sat cross-legged by the window as if it had nothing to do with herself, holding a book she had bought from the street and reading it with great interest. Drunken Dust Township glanced at him from time to time, and Poinsettia Mei held the book high to cover her face, deliberately not letting him read it.

Chongdaocheng everyone, as well as Kou Wufu and Yue Shenchen, are finally almost busy.

Because the house in Zuichen Township was relatively small, they couldn't sit in the house at all, so they simply moved the tables and others to the courtyard and ate dinner in the open air by the way.

Everyone went to sit down and started the dishes and chopsticks together under the light of the lanterns, which was very lively.

"Why couldn't you hold on just now?" Poinsettia Plum revealed half of her face and asked Drunken Dust Township quietly.

Drunken Dust Township watched them feast in the yard and sighed, "I'm not hungry." ”

Poinsettia sneered and continued to read.

"Now that the wood is already in the boat, what are you not going to do?" Drunken Dust Township suddenly asked again.

Poinsettia did not immediately reply to him. After a while, he exhaled behind the book and said, "...... The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth. ”

"Without the reinforcements of Buyuanfang, they still insist on turmoil, which shows that they have a goal that they must achieve this time. ”

Poinsettia explained in a low voice, "And since that's the case, their purpose is clear. That is, to seize the Golden Wind Peony, and to impact the order of Chaoyun Street. ”

Drunken Dust Township let out a "hmm". Years of seclusion had made his mind much more lazy, and he was not willing to analyze these things.

In his opinion, as long as it can reduce innocent casualties, he prefers a simple and direct approach.

He unconsciously looked at the night sky. In this simple and narrow courtyard, he lived for many years, even he himself could not remember.

Every night is such a night, and every day life is drunk and calm. Stained with the fireworks of Chaoyun Street for so many years, he didn't expect it to usher in the moment when he clenched his fists again and used his strength.

Where he will go in the future, he can't say for sure. But having been cared for by this land for so many years, he will not sit idly by.

The refreshing evening breeze carried the aroma of wine and meat in the courtyard, and it penetrated into the window incongruously, sweeping over the weather-beaten face of the drunken dusty country.

When he came to his senses, he found that everyone had finished eating and were cleaning up the table to start the meeting.

After a while, the table was cleaned up, and everyone sat down again. Gongsun Tan sat on the top, only to see him take out a map of Chaoyun Street Port from his clothes, unfold it and spread it on the table.

"Here, this is the Chaoyun Street Wharf. Gongsun Tan pointed to a point on the map and asked everyone to take a closer look.

"Those bandits said that they would receive the Golden Wind Peony here. ”

"They chose this place to facilitate landing and retreat, if they came in large numbers, then this is the first pass of Chaoyun Street Port. Gongsun Tan said eloquently, and everyone around nodded in agreement.

"From the wharf to the big commercial hall, there are two main roads nearby. ”

He then pressed his finger to another place and drew a winding route on the map for everyone to see:

"These two main streets are the downtown area of Chaoyun Street. ”

"There must be fewer casualties. Chong Daocheng said in a deep voice, his tone like an order.

Gongsun Tan glanced at him: "Of course. Regardless of whether the auction is held or not, for safety reasons, we must negotiate with the curator to suspend trading in the street for one day. ”

"Hmm. Chong Daocheng tapped on the table, agreeing with this approach.

Seeing that Chong Daocheng had no opinion, Gongsun Tan continued to explain: "Then, it is the core of Chaoyun Street Port, the Great Commercial Pavilion. ”

As soon as everyone heard that it was the point, they all mentioned the spirit of the twelve, and listened attentively to him. Drunken Dust Township and Poinsettia Plum also quietly raised their eyes, wanting to see what he had to say.

"Half of the Dashang Pavilion is surrounded by mountains, and it is located in the safest place of Chaoyun Street. Gongsun Tan pointed.

"Not far away is the auxiliary berth wharf of Chaoyun Street Port, although this place is much smaller than the main wharf, but it is also a hidden danger. There are many guards inside the Great Merchant Pavilion, each with their own skills, and they may have the strength to compete with the evil bandits, but since they have sent a letter, it shows that they have a certain grasp of the strength of the Great Merchant Pavilion. So to be on the safe side, we need to be there for us here. ”

"By the way, I'm afraid that the horse farm needs to be guarded by someone too, after all, if the auction goes on normally, then it is bound to win. ”

Suddenly there were other voices outside the door, apparently aware of what they were discussing.

Everyone present was startled, and a few even grabbed the hilt of the knife at their waists.

"Don't panic, your own people, your own people. Fu Yunge, who had just entered the door, saw this scene in front of him, dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at him vigilantly, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain.

Dongfang Shiming followed and came in through the door.

Drunken Dust Township looked at them and asked leisurely, "I haven't returned all night, you two, are you going to the horse farm?" Is there a catch?"

"Yes. Dongfang Shiming and Fu Yunge nodded in unison.

Although it was the first time for Chongdaocheng and them to meet them, seeing that Zuichen Township was so familiar with them, they knew that these two young people were not enemies, and the vigilance in their eyes gradually faded.

The two rushed back all the way back with a dry mouth, and Poinsettia personally brought them water. After the two of them rested a little, everyone wanted to hear what they had gained.

Dongfang Shiming and Fu Yunge have described the situation in detail. Everyone was thinking or listening, and their expressions were very serious.

"Ju Lao's heart must be that he wants the auction to take place. At the end, Fu Yunge sighed and said.

At the same time, the main force of Pima Village has been transferred, indicating that they have made corresponding preparations. Oriental Shiming added.

Gongsun Tan was silent for a moment, contemplating his countermeasures. Chong Daocheng and several subordinates exchanged their opinions in a low voice, and no one immediately responded.

Poinsettia Plum and Drunken Dust Township actually have their own ideas in their hearts. Now that they have transferred away from the main force of Pimazhuang, I am afraid that the bad luck of Chaoyun Street Port will not change because of whether the auction is canceled or not.

So what should be done now is indeed to take precautions and plan the battle situation in advance.

Gongsun Tan thought about the same as the two of them. In fact, it is better to say that this is the situation they originally guessed.

According to the intelligence of their companions in other regions, the treasure is their purpose, but they will not give up the opportunity for unrest either. Since the mountain rain is coming, they naturally have to be prepared to accompany them.

The air at night gradually became cooler, and the atmosphere of the small courtyard gradually solidified. A premonition of mutual knowledge spread rapidly, and even a nervous big man like Kou Wufu felt a little uncomfortable.

"You guys should go back tonight. At this point, everyone is still recuperating. I'll be here tomorrow morning. ”

It was still Zuichen Township who broke the deadlock first and issued an eviction order.

Chong Daocheng and Gongsun Tan glanced at each other, and nodded in agreement. Gongsun Tan put away the map, bowed to Zuichen Township, and said, "Then, there is a lot of trouble tonight." ”

Chong Daocheng and others also left the table one after another to say goodbye to the drunken dust township. Drunken Dust nodded patiently, and watched those noisy figures leave from the courtyard.

When they came back to their senses, Fu Yunge and Yue Shenchen had already helped to put the tables, chairs and lanterns into the house, and the small courtyard that had just filled up the people had returned to its usual silence.

Yue Shenchen and the others also left, and the small courtyard became the four of them again.

"Tomorrow, you will go to the horse farm again. Tell Ju Lao about these things, and the rest depends on his own choice. ”

Before going to bed, Poinsettia Mei suddenly instructed Fu Yunge and the others.

Drunken Dust was on the side, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

After the lights went out, the quiet moon gradually appeared from behind the clouds. The vast light sprinkled down, protecting the few quiet nights in Chaoyun Street.

............

The next morning, the house in Zuichen Township was still a busy scene.

After the discussion, Chong Daocheng and the others went to the Great Commercial Hall to negotiate, and Yue Shenchen and they continued to patrol the streets. Drunken Dust and Poinsettia Plum decided to go separately to check on the two docks, and left the house as well.

Fu Yunge crouched on the table and wrote a letter, Dongfang Shiming took Gongsun Tan's map and looked at it for a while, then walked over to see what Fu Yunge was writing.

"According to the previous statement, it is likely that there is also a small group of Jiu Che Shadow who ambushed and received the Shigu Ferry. Fu Yunge said as he wrote, the tip of the pen making a "rustling" sound on the paper.

"There's been a small amount of movement over there, and I don't think we can leave it out like that. ”

Fu Yunge ticked the last word on the paper, slowly put down the pen, and folded the letter in half: "So I'll notify my father and let them get ready." Even if you can't confront it head-on, at least keep everyone out of the door and reduce casualties. ”

"Oh. "Oriental poetry appreciatively responded. "Lord Yu has an outstanding reputation in the area of the Liuzhi River and Shigu Ferry, and can do everything he wants. Let him issue an announcement, I believe it will have a good effect. ”

"It's not as exaggerated as you say. ”

Fu Yunge laughed dryly twice when he heard him praise his father so much. He put the letter in an envelope, tied it with a thread, and went out.

Dongfang Shiming stood quietly in the room, still holding the map in his hand.

Looking out the door, he always felt a little strange in his heart. It should be a worry about the town, but also a ...... for the family Inexplicably nostalgic.

In the Great Commercial Pavilion, Chong Daocheng met with the curator again.

As the director of Chaoyun Street, Chong Daocheng hopes that he will issue a notice of suspension of trading in the street as soon as possible, so that the merchants in the street will have time to respond.

"Yes. But it can only be suspended for one day, after all, the order of the street needs to be maintained, and commerce is the most fundamental lifeblood of the street. After reluctantly agreeing, the curator said slowly.

"The opening of the auction is also an unprecedented trading event, and the suspension of trading, not to mention the loss of profits, will inevitably damage the reputation of Chaoyun Street Port and Dashang Pavilion. The head of the accompanying Dashang Pavilion said regretfully on the side.

"Human lives matter. Prepare pen and paper without further ado. Curator, I hope you understand. Chongdaocheng's tone was incomprehensible.

The curator glanced at him and said nothing.

This is the first huge concession he has made in the past many years in charge of the Great Commercial Pavilion, if it weren't for the previous tragedy of Bu Yuanfang that shocked him, he would not have compromised half a step because of this kind of thing.

After all, how far that mysterious group of guys can go, he is completely unpredictable now.

The pen and paper were ready, and under the gaze of Chongdao like a tiger, the curator hesitated to sit down and start writing.

With each word, the curator's expression twitched slightly, and it didn't look like he was writing, as if he was ripping his own flesh.

In the afternoon, Fu Yunge and the two went to Pimazhuang again according to the words of Poinsettia Plum.

But when they arrived at the winery, they were startled by the unexpected scene in front of them.