After a few days, Fan Xian and his party prepared to leave Qingzhou. This trip requires going deep into the grass and then taking a horse-drawn carriage, except for the cart that pulls the goods, the rest of the merchants are riding horses. In the past two days, Mu Feng'er has naturally established a good relationship with those businessmen, and has decided to go all the way.

Early this morning, when a large number of caravans began to go out of the city in turn, the Qingzhou cavalry, who had returned from going out of the city to fight rabbits, happened to return to the city, and the two teams passed by.

The cavalrymen did not look at the merchants directly, although sometimes the superiors would send these cavalrymen to escort the merchants, but more often than not, the two sides rarely had any dealings. Without the Qing army escort, these merchants may be safer.

Ye Ling'er, who looked a little tired, was riding on a horse, and a few strands of green silk leaked out of the helmet, mixed with sweat, and a little sticky. She twitched with her fingers, her eyes subconsciously wandering over the caravan at the city gate.

It's just a glance, but it seems to be attracted by a magnet. Ye Ling'er frowned, and looked at a young merchant standing next to a horse in the caravan with some confusion, the merchant was wearing a cotton coat, ordinary, and didn't look very dazzling, but Ye Ling'er always felt a little strange.

From this angle, I could only see the back of the young businessman, but it was this back that made Ye Ling'er discover the true identity of the other party, her face changed suddenly, and a few complicated emotions flashed in her eyes.

It's Fan Xian.

Why was Ye Ling'er able to spot Fan Xian's figure so easily? Because Fan Xian was her master. I once taught her a year of small means. And Ye Ling'er also taught the Ye family's coffin to the other party without concealment. Palms intersect and bodies fight against each other. They are familiar with each other's movements and physical characteristics to a terrifying degree.

Ye Ling'er looked at the back in a daze and bit her lip. suppressed his emotions and did not ride forward. Whip down. Calling Master. Cry a lot.

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Because she knew that Fan Xian had come to Qingzhou City in disguise. Didn't come to see himself either. Then it must not be a private matter. Rather, the imperial court has an extremely important task. The Inspectorate wants to make some noise on the grassland.

If not something extremely important. A daughter like Fan Xian. It is absolutely impossible to take such a big risk and go deep into the grassland. Now Di Ye Ling'er is no longer the flying little girl she was back then. People have matured a lot. Naturally, he will not break Fan Xian's identity in front of everyone. I just looked at that back deeply. Then he silently led the horse's head. Head to the state capital.

After entering the state capital. There hasn't been a break yet. She opened her mouth and said, "The Dingzhou General's Mansion ordered an autumn hunt a few days ago. It's time for us to do something. ”

A general listened on the sidelines, his heart was cold, and he secretly thought that the young lady was getting more and more ruthless now. Just overnight. People and horses are tired. explained: "The military order of the Great General's Mansion is clear. Qingzhou is not included in the scope of this autumn hunt. ”

"Then we'll do it ourselves. Ye Ling'er lowered her head. She's not a little girl who comes to play now. Rather, there are a lot of experience considerations for female generals in the army. Plus her geographical background. Words entered. Even a top boss has to think about it.

No one knew why Ye Ling'er insisted that the Qingzhou Army join the Autumn Hunting Territory, because no one knew. The Supervision Yuan Tisi Fan Xian came to Qingzhou and left Qingzhou. Entered the steppe. Ye Ling'er's proposal. I just want to use the Qingzhou cavalry to attract most of the attention of the Hu people and protect the safety of the caravan along the way: "There are a lot of local merchants coming this year. No one knows if Hu Ren will suddenly go crazy. ”

"Those nobles in the Hu clan land are still counting on a steady stream of merchants to bring goods in, how can they go crazy. The general thought to himself. He frowned and said, "Leave those merchants alone. If we send troops. I'm afraid it will bring them inconvenience. ”

Ye Ling'er didn't speak, and lowered her head to think. If you enter the grassland, the three roads are a mess. It should make it easier for Fan Xian to do things. Although she didn't know at all at this time why Fan Xian ventured into the grassland, she only knew one thing that the master had always been the best at seeking the greatest benefit from the chaos.

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In the past two or three days, there were suddenly many outsiders in the Dingzhou base camp in the rear of Qingzhou. Some of these people were officials of various ministries of the land court, claiming to have come to check the use of land, and some of them were merchants from various places. Others are taking advantage of the fact that the war is about to cease. Come to the West to pan for gold and work as coolies.

These people are very disorganized, so they don't attract anyone's attention, but they are faintly divided into many groups. And inside every group of people. All have a leader. Just when Fan Xian and his party left Qingzhou and began to move towards the grassland king's tent to find the person called Songzhi Xianlingdi, these leading figures quietly entered the General's Mansion.

Today, there is something important in the General's Mansion. All the idle people and others were driven out of the house. Looking at the dozen or so people in different colors under the hall, General Li Hongcheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. said: "Fan Xian's hand is really big this time. ”

These people who entered Dingzhou City were all secret agents of the officials of the Supervision Yuan, and at this time, in the General's Mansion, they were the leaders of various parts, but only one person was qualified to sit on the chair under the hall. This person is middle-aged, Hua has not yet been born, but his eyes are a little tired, it seems that the past three years in a foreign country have indeed been extremely hard.

This person looked at Li Hongcheng and saluted, and said, "The courtyard thinks that if you want to clear the spies in Dingzhou City, you must use thunder means. ”

Li Hongcheng looked at this person, frowned and said: "But why can't I let you come in person, Deng Ziyue, you are not in the capital, and you suddenly arrived in Dingzhou, what should you do with the affairs of the imperial court in the north?"

Li Hongcheng has a noble status, but he is also more polite to this middle-aged man, because he knows that the other party is the head of the Supervision Yuan's secret spy in Northern Qi, and a more important identity is the leader of the Qi Nian team, one of Fan Xian's most powerful cronies now.

Yes, this official of the Supervision Yuan who was in charge of the elimination of adultery in Dingzhou was Deng Ziyue, who had been sent to Northern Qi by Fan Xian for more than two years.

"If you don't come back. How can you catch those people. Deng Ziyue thought in his heart, but he didn't say it to Shizi, because this matter not only involved the war between Xihu and Daqing, but also involved the powerful forces of the other side.

Fan Xian transferred him to the south, so he was not prepared to let him return to Shangjing, what he wanted to use was his infiltration of the Northern Qi Jinyi Guard in Shangjing in the past three years, and his familiarity with the Northern Qi side.

"After this is done, the lower officials will not return to Beijing. Deng Ziyue respectfully saluted Li Hongcheng.

Li Hongcheng looked into his eyes. He slowly spoke: "How should the West Battalion cooperate?"

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"Deng Ziyue should have been in Dingzhou for three days. Fan Xian sat on the back of the horse with his eyes half-closed, as if he was not worried about being thrown off by the horse at all, yawned, and said: "According to the agreed time, we must be faster, otherwise they will make a move in Dingzhou City and anger those people on the grassland." I'm afraid something will be wrong. ”

He had been preparing for this matter for four months, and if it weren't for the anger in his heart that had accumulated to such a strong level, Fan Xian might not have used such a brutal method. But he also knew in his heart that the other party's entry into the grassland was far before him, and the infiltration in Dingzhou City had been carried out for more than a year, and he was already much slower in time, if he couldn't drag the other party's main general on the grassland, he was afraid that something would go wrong.

Mu Feng'er glanced at the adult. He glanced at the long caravan again, frowned, and said, "These people are walking too slowly, and the tribes along the way will stop. I really want to go to the king's tent, I don't know what time it is. ”

Originally, according to the predetermined plan, Fan Xian's caravan should have been separated from these merchants' large army yesterday, and there was a fork in the grassland yesterday. Hu Ge should have sent his local cronies to answer there, and then Fan Xian and his party took a shortcut and arrived at the target.

But I didn't think of it. There was no one to answer at the fork in the road, but one of Hu Ge's absolute cronies was empty, and secretly entered the account at night to express his apologies and tell the reason.

The other two roads on the grassland are being invaded by the Qingzhou army, Hu Ge, as the number one master under the account of King Zuoxian, happens to lead his subordinates here, and is naturally transferred to support, it is impossible to leave most of them and come to pick up the Qingguo Supervision Yuan.

Fan Xian didn't know what Ye Ling'er meant, and he didn't expect that his female apprentice wanted to share his worries, but he brought more trouble to himself.

"Since that person has never shown his form, even if we reach the king's tent, it is impossible to see each other. Mu Feng'er looked at Fan Xian and reminded: "The other party will not make this kind of mistake, knowing that it is a caravan from Qingguo, he will not show his appearance in front of us." ”

The horses walked slowly, and the hooves trampled on the autumn grass without fragrance.

"The Dingzhou side is ready. Mu Feng'er reminded again, because in his opinion, even if there are so-called masters in the tent of King Huren, as long as the spies in Dingzhou City are wiped out, the other party can't afford to set off too much turmoil, so why take the risk?

Fan Xian's thumb moved lightly on the reins, and after a while, he said: "I must know who that person is, this is a very important point, if the other party is the person I guessed, I must change the means, just wipe out the whole city of Dingzhou, and it does not play a fundamental role." ”

He had never heard of the name Songzhi Xianling, and he didn't know what the foreign name meant in Hu, but almost subconsciously, he thought that the person with this name was a woman, which was an unreasonable inference, a bit mysterious, and unreasonable.

Fan Xian became more and more convinced of his judgment, and became more and more angry.

There are a few white birds in the distance, flying rapidly on the knee-long autumn grassland, Fan Xian raised his eyes and looked at it, faintly seeing the back of the grassland farther away, is a large desert, and in the farther part of the desert, what is it?

"To the east of the desert is the North Sea. Mu Feng'er looked at the adult frowning slightly, knowing what he was thinking, and said softly: "The mighty Beihai is the Northern Qi." ”

"I've been to the North Sea. Fan Xian looked over there, as if he wanted to see the reeds in the North Sea, and said quietly: "This desert stretches for thousands of miles, it is said that no one can pass through it alive, and although the North Sea is beautiful, it is endless, if you want to cross, it will be even more difficult, I have been thinking about this problem...... If you want to go from Northern Qi to Xihu, how should you go?"

"First we entered the country in the south, then we swept through Dingshu from the northwest of Kyoto, and then we entered the grassland in Qingzhou, and we arrived at where we are now. "Mu Feng'er Ming

Duli has put a lot of effort into it. "It will take a long time, but it is better than forcing a crossing into the North Sea. Walking through the desert is even more feasible. ”

"But the tent of the king of Sihu and the two good kings. Definitely will not trust a Central Plains person from Qingguo. Fan Xian said with an indifferent face: "To win the trust seems to be enthusiastic, but in fact it is suspicious and nonsense." That in itself is an extremely difficult thing to do. So I'm curious. How exactly did they do it? ”

Within a dozen days, the caravan marched deeper into the steppe. Everywhere is a landscape of autumn grass. Occasional nomadic encounters. There are hundreds of cattle and sheep in the herd. If there are white clouds. On a slightly undulating meadow. Beautiful and tranquil.

This place is no longer the place where Xihu and the Qing army fought, so it gradually revealed some of the feeling of being a paradise.

On the way, we passed through two Earth Tribes. The merchants of Gyeongguk sold a lot of goods. The whole caravan seemed much lighter and faster. But no merchant has sold out of goods. Go back the way you came. Because the most valuable goods are lighter. And if you want to sell for a big price. You can only go to the tent of the king of Hu Rendi.

along the way. Fan Xian paid close attention to Hu Ren's attitude towards his caravan. Because this involves very important things in the world in the future, some self-deprecating people found that the Hu people still looked at the Central Plains businessmen with a little unkindness. There is even bitter hatred.

Thousands of years of blood debt. It is impossible to wash it off with precious stones and tea.

But the tribe is full of earthly shamans, and nobles. The attitude towards the Central Plains merchants is much better. After Mu Feng'er asked casually. I learned from the mouths of those old merchants. This attitude has changed. It also started more than a year ago.

It seems that the king of Xihu finally understood the importance of trade. Speak to the tribes. They were strictly forbidden to harass caravans into the steppes. Even in some dangerous areas, he is responsible for dispatching the elite of the clan. Escort these caravans.

A year ago. There was a small tribe in the poor land that had not resisted the temptation of the Central Plains caravan. Sneak attack. robbed a lot of goods, which provoked the anger of the king's tent, and directly sent troops to suppress it. Or rather, slaughtered, a small tribe did not survive alone.

It is also a blood-drenched example. Let all the people on the prairie land. The determination of the king's tent was clear. It also fundamentally ensured the safety of the Central Plains caravan. Since then. Although there are still some unkind glances on the grassland. But the merchants of the Central Plains never ushered in any dangerous swords.

This is a long-term arrangement, and Fan Xian secretly admires it. He knows it. Although today's caravans sell land only some luxuries, but no merchants do not live, as long as the trade routes on the grassland are ensured, who knows whether the merchants of Qingguo and Dongyi and Northern Qi will be because of interests. And secretly ignoring the ban on Gyeongkook. Secretly imported living and military supplies into the grasslands.

In the long run, the border ban will be relaxed, and the power of Hu Rendi will become stronger day by day.

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this day. The king's tent has finally arrived. Looking at the crescent sea under the lonely mountain, the small desert next to the sea. and a large area of verdant grassland, Fan Xian was also a little in a trance by such a beautiful scenery, where the king's tent was. Sure enough, it's different from ordinary places. Heaven and earth have their own unique pattern.

Especially those green grasslands, which made Fan Xian feel very weird. It's autumn, why is the grass still green?

On the side of the lonely mountain, countless cattle and sheep are scattered on the wide grassland.

The girls of the Hu nationality are washing clay pots and utensils on the shore of the crescent sea. Get ready to welcome guests from Centado.

It was quiet, and the sky dome here seemed to be much lower than other places, and it was even touching the grassland ground. The autumn breeze is slight, the grass is low, and it is not refreshing.

Fan Xian dismounted, glanced at an ordinary local supervision court official behind him, smiled, turned his head, looked at the beautiful scene in front of him, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Xihu Erlang led this group of merchants from the Central Plains to the tent on the shore of the Crescent Sea, let them rest for a while, and said very sincerely, in some time, the king will personally set up a banquet to entertain these distinguished guests.

This caravan should be regarded as the largest group of caravans in the whole autumn, so the royal tent was very attentive.

But Fan Xian's heart always felt a little strange, Xihu people's attitude seemed to be a little too much, could it be that Songzhi Immortal Order really had such a far-reaching impact on the king's account?

After a little bit of food, Fan Xian rubbed his stomach, walked out of the tent, and walked to the meadow next to the Crescent Sea, squinting at the surrounding scenery. He is now a merchant, except that he cannot be snooped in the vicinity of the royal tent, Xihu does not prohibit these Central Plains merchants from wandering around - no one knows him on the grassland, so there is no need to worry about safety at all, and his mood is naturally light.

"The sky is blue, the wild ......"

Before he could say six words, he was disturbed by a cheer from the ground around him, Fan Xian looked back, and saw a young man walking quickly to his side, hurriedly shouting hello.

"I only said six words, what's okay?" Fan Xian smiled and looked at this young man who looked like a native of the Central Plains, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at the king tent not far away, he saw this young man on the meadow before, and he came out of the king's tent.