Chapter 11 Langxuan City

Although Tianlang Lake is an inland lake, it is more than 1,800 miles long and more than 600 miles wide.

The Xihai Zhubu is located on the northwest side of Tianlang Lake, and after Tianlang Lake, it is the inner hinterland of the Beiliang, this lake is also regarded as the natural barrier of the Beiliang, after the annexation of the Xihai Zhubu, the Beiliang built several cities along the shore of the lake, and stationed heavy troops.

In the middle of the night, in a small town more than 100 miles away from Pingyi City at the Beiliang Pass, a caravan with the banner of the Black Flag Gang stopped outside an inn.

Outside the inn, there was a stream of cars and horses, all of them came from Tiannan and Haibei, and the caravans that went to Langxuan City to participate in the assembly were mostly from the Northern Liang, and there were not a few merchants from the Great Wei.

Dongfang Shangqing, the youngest son of King Liang, after arriving at the foothold, was too tired because of the fatigue of the long drive, and went directly to the inn to rest; Hu Yanjing quietly left the inn and came to a remote street in the town alone.

A few days ago, in the Barren Bone Beach, he accidentally kicked the head of Lord Yama, Hu Yanjing's mood has not calmed down until now, and the knife wound under his ribs is not good, the whole person looks a little depressed, and he sighed secretly after walking a few steps behind his hands.

The last time he picked up a small life, the masked Hades asked him to contact the seller of the scaly steel, and left after verbally explaining, and did not arrange anyone to follow secretly, but the sentence 'I can count whether I can survive the next month' is like a knife hanging over my head.

Hu Yanjing's martial arts are not low, and he can see that the master wants to kill him, and it is really a matter of one or two knives; He was the boss of the Black Flag Gang, where the great family was placed, the monk couldn't run the temple, and in the case of the knife rack neck, he sent someone to Yazhou that night.

If there was only this one troublesome thing, Hu Yanjing would not be so depressed, but there was also a problem on King Liang's side.

Last time, the prince of Nayama stole each other's homes with him, ran to the caravan and beat Monk Zhang, smashing a carriage.

The carriage contained not only porcelain brought by the caravan to the Northwest Trade, but also several sets of tea sets that he had privately collected and prepared to give to the high-level officials of Beiliang as gifts.

The tea set was fired by the imperial kiln, which belonged to the special offerings of the royal family, and was used by ordinary officials for trespassing, let alone given to the powerful of the enemy country.

When Dongfang Shangqing was packing up the carriage under his hands, he found those tea sets with sharp eyes and asked about the origin and purpose.

Hu Yanjing is not easy to explain, only said that he bought it from the black market and used it to have some relationship with some officials in Beiliang, so as to facilitate business in the future.

This matter can be big or small, and if you meet a talkative owner, you may not be held accountable on the spot.

But Dongfang Shangqing has always been more serious, and he feels that his private possession of the special offerings of the royal family is arrogance, and it is even more rebellious to give them to the people of Beiliang on his own initiative.

Coupled with his previous suspicions, Hu Yanjing felt that after Dongfang Shangqing went back, he would definitely report the matter to King Liang, and then thoroughly investigate what he had done in recent years to see if there were any other places to commit adultery.

Hu Yanjing's purpose since he was a child is to worship the prime minister and reproduce the glory of his ancestors, as for which country's general, it makes no difference to him, for this reason he not only threw himself under the King of Liang, but also secretly took refuge in King Zuoxian of Northern Liang, who has the ability to do things, he is who's person.

If Dongfang Shangqing held on, and King Liang sent someone to investigate him thoroughly and find out something, even if he didn't die, he would have to flee to Northern Liang and lose the family business accumulated over the years.

Dongfang is still green, and it is almost impossible for Hu Yanjing to change his mind, but he can't sit still, so he is trying to save his image these days.

Hu Yanjing walked down the street for a while, and soon came to an old teahouse, and after opening the door curtain, it could be seen that there were four square tables inside.

An old man dressed as a shopkeeper was boiling tea by the stove, while on the table in the corner, there was a plate of peanuts, and two young Jianghu guests were sitting at the table, chatting.

Seeing Hu Yanjing coming in, the two Jianghu guests at the table were stunned, and then opened their mouths to greet:

"Gang Master Hu, why are you here?"

The one who spoke was Cao Aning, who took Hu Yanjing's letter of recommendation and came here to join the nobles.

Hu Yanjing's eyes were also a little surprised, and he came to the table and sat down:

"Let you come to King Zuoxian, why are you still here?"

Cao Aning shook his head and sighed, and motioned to the shopkeeper who made the tea:

"The guarantee of the Hu gang leader is not very useful. King Zuo Xian doubts our identity and refuses to be trusted, so let's hand in a petition first. I thought that I had already engaged in the two princes of Dawei, and I had plotted to assassinate the empress, what else do I need to submit my name? ”

Hu Yanjing picked up the teacup and took a sip, and snorted softly:

"Maybe it's not that you doubt your identity, but that you don't succeed enough and you have more than you lose. You fanned the flames everywhere in Dawei, and there is no doubt that you are rebellious, but after so many years, you haven't even touched a single hair of the empress, and you have been rushing to the empress's cutting of the feudal domain for many years. You say that at this level of service, who would dare to use you? ”

The old man who boiled tea next to him, named Du Tanqing, seemed to be unattractive, but his identity was not expensive, he was the spy leader under the command of King Zuoxian of Northern Liang, and was responsible for the espionage work of the Xihai Departments and the Great Wei Border Pass.

Du Tanqing carried a teapot, came to the table to pour tea, and answered:

"Gang Master Hu is right. The two of you, especially Xu Tian's promise to Xu Shaoxia, are enough to become the prince's right-hand man; Master Cao was born in a secret guard, and he can also hold important official positions. But Lord Cao's past resume, who is afraid of it - followed the abolition of the emperor and the abolition of the emperor fell, followed the king of Wu and the king of Wu was gone, and the powerful hero of King Yan was not clearly removed by you......"

Cao Aning said helplessly: "It's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven to make things happen, if they don't succeed, they can only say that they don't have the emperor's life, and they can't say that I didn't contribute." King Zuo Xian is different......"

"The prince is loyal to Daliang, and he intends to help the monarch rule the world, but he has no intention of replacing him......"

After Du Tanqing said a few words, he sat down on the table and looked at Hu Yanjing with a blink of an eye:

"Gang Leader Hu seems to be injured, what is the reason?"

Hu Yanjing sighed: "A few days ago, I met a small caravan in the Barren Bone Beach, I thought it was a small character, but when I touched it, I found out that it was a big dragon. The master inside, who claimed to be a descendant of the Chi Chi Division, almost beat me to death......"

Du Tanqing frowned: "The descendants of the Chi Division? ”

Cao Aning was also stunned, thought for a while, and said:

"The Northwest Royal Court is gone, and it is said that the last King of Tianlang was solved by King Zuo Xian himself. Are there any descendants left in this world? ”

Du Tanqing thought for a while: "The old man participated in that incident back then, and the descendants of the Chi Department should have all died in battle." Eighteen years ago, however, when the last remnants of the forces were cleared, a carriage was escaped, which contained the body of an elder of the Chichi tribe and the shoes, socks and clothes of some young children, but there was no trace of the children. The palace has been checking for many years, and there are no clues......"

When Hu Yanjing heard this, he spoke:

"Even if there are really some people left, now the power is definitely not small, the prince should pay attention."

Du Tanqing nodded, and asked again:

"Gang Master Hu came here to report the news?"

"This matter is just incidental, there is another thing......"

Hu Yanjing repeated Dongfang Shangqing's suspicions and continued:

"Shang Qing Gongzi has a stubborn personality and is suspicious of me, and he will definitely hold on to the trivial matter of tribute porcelain; But his age is cautious and high-spirited, and he is not unable to cope. I came here because I wanted Du Lao to arrange a few killers to assassinate Shang Qinggongzi, and I would sacrifice my life to save him when the time came, so ......"

Du Tanqing frowned: "Since you are already suspicious, you will directly find an opportunity to kill it, and blame it on the heads of the Xihai tribes, why bother so much?" ”

Hu Yanjing shook his head and said: "Young son of King Liang, follow me out, if you die outside, even if the sin is not mine, it will not be easy for me to go back alive." Shang Qing Gongzi is young and doesn't have so many eyes, I will sacrifice my life to save me as a bitter plan, and he will definitely remember my affection afterwards, and the little things in the past will naturally not be pursued......"

Du Tanqing was silent for a moment, nodded and said:

"That's fine. Your trip is to discuss business with the Gou Chen Department, and the other three major departments are all greedy for this matter. After you arrive in Langxuan City, I will arrange for some people to assassinate you, and find a way to make the three major deals look annoyed and angry; In this way, it can not only help you break the siege, but the imperial court can also knock down the three major departments on the grounds of 'assassinating foreign envoys', killing two birds with one stone. ”

Cao Aning listened to this and said:

"Just leave it to me to wait for the bitter meat plan, and ensure that it is done seamlessly."

This matter is not difficult, but Hu Yanjing's martial arts are not low, Dongfang Shangqing still has a lot of guards, the assassin is too bad to scare Dongfang Shangqing, and it is not easy to find powerful people, Du Tanqing didn't refuse when he thought about it:

"You can handle the proportions yourself, this kind of trivial matter that should be combined inside and outside, if it is still messed up, the two of you should find another job."

"Du Lao can rest assured that he can ......"

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The bright moon is in the sky, like frost and moonlight sprinkled on the Gobi Desert, and a thirsty river crosses the Gobi Desert.

Hoof, hoof......

Three or two horses galloped from the south, galloping along the river to the city at the end of the view, and on horseback sat three dusty men and women.

Fan Qinghe walked in front to lead the way, dressed as a ranger in the night terror hall, and Xuanji real people followed behind, and the birds and birds who came outside the gate for the first time squatted in the arms of the night terror hall, looking curiously at the vast field.

The dividing line between Liangzhou and Beiliang is located in Heiyanguan, which is located along the ancient river channel, and it is only twenty or thirty miles away from Honghe Town.

Liangzhou and the south side of the Xihai Zhubu, thousands of years ago were the hinterland of the Great Liang Dynasty, after the diversion of the river, gradually barren, into today's Gobi, the scenery outside the pass and the inside of the pass has not changed much, but it is more desolate, it is difficult to find any traces of the people's life, and the area of Langxuan City is not in the habitable zone.

However, Langxuan City used to be the capital of the whole world, the historical significance is very important, it is not far from the Northern Liang and the Great Wei, the merchants of the two dynasties want to trade with the Xihai Zhubu, naturally come here, and over time it has become a 'Wanbu Collection', which is a big trade market.

The Manbuji does not last for a day, but begins at the end of summer and ends in winter.

Night Terror Hall set off from Honghe Town yesterday morning, because they wanted to go back quickly, the three of them basically did not stop on the road, and it took a day and a half after setting off to rush to the ancient city of Langxuan, and when they walked nearby, they were already able to meet the caravans coming from south to north one after another.

As the national capital of thousands of years ago, Langxuan City is now difficult to see the appearance of the city, and the only thing that can prove its existence is only the two zhang mound with severe weathering on the periphery.

The three of them crossed countless caravans, and Pegasus came to the outside of the ancient city of Langxuan, where it can be seen that the buildings inside have long disappeared, replaced by large tents and simple houses one after another, and horse teams, camels, cattle and sheep can be seen everywhere, just like an earthen wall, enclosing a large open space on the plain.

Although the environment looks simple, the scale of the ancient city is quite large, and the night terror hall is more than 20 miles long and wide, not less than Yun'an City, and the people inside are shoulder to shoulder, gathering more than 100,000 people.

The Night Terror Hall followed Fan Qinghe and entered near a groove in the earthen wall, and raised his eyes to see the firelight and tents stretching into the sky, and his eyes were really a little shocked:

"I didn't expect there to be so many people, I thought it was just a small town."

Fan Qinghe was naturally accustomed to this, and led the two of them through the messy bazaar, and responded:

"There are more than 400 tribes of the West Sea, and every autumn there is a harvest, and they all get here to exchange for living materials, and there are more than 1,000 people in the underworld alone, and there are hundreds of caravans outside, so it is not unusual to have such a big scene......

Xuanji Zhenren rode a horse for a day and a night, more greedy than birds, and looked at it casually on the horse, and asked:

"Is there any good wine here?"

Fan Qinghe felt that Xuanji was really a fart, so she couldn't talk to the Night Terror Hall on the road, so she definitely didn't treat her very well, so she said casually:

"It's such a big place, how can there be no wine, you just have to think, even the Qinglou can find it."

Night Terror Hall was slightly surprised: "There is still a green building in this place?" ”

Fan Qinghe rode a horse and walked in the front, pointing with a horsewhip:

"Right in front, that big red tent, see? I don't charge money when I go in, and there is good food and drink to serve. ”

"Huh?"

Night Terror Hall raised his eyes and looked, "So hospitable? ”

Xuanji Zhenren came to the Xihai Zhubu to find Snow Lake Flowers, and helped explain:

"It's a small tribe in the north, matrilineal respect, men are laborers, no status, and the women in it come here to 'borrow'. Although it doesn't cost money to eat and sleep, it is required to be handsome, martial arts, and it is best to be able to read and write, and it is half a month to go in, and it is impossible to get out of the slag. ”

When Night Terror Hall heard this, he understood the meaning and said with a smile:

"No wonder, I'll just say, why do men hide when they get there."

"You're sturdy, if you go in, you're sure you'll be able to bring disaster to all the girls inside, don't you try?"

"Alas......"

Night Terror shook his head, but didn't answer the words.

While the three of them were chatting, they walked four miles along the side streets before they came to the center of Langxuan Ancient City.

Although it is also a large flat land, the environment is obviously much better than the outer perimeter of the smoky miasma, and there are many fast places separated by fences, and there are exquisite white or red tents inside, and some houses are specially built, and various family emblems and flags are hung at the door.

There are also a lot of merchants who come here, but the clothes are obviously more expensive, and the quality of the items traded by the major departments has also improved by several grades, and when the night terror hall passes by a fence, it even sees a large horse circle, which is locked in more than 100 horses, several dark clouds and snow, and the others are all famous horses, and the lineup is quite exaggerated.

Even if the Night Terror Hall had seen a lot, it was still inevitable that he would be surprised to see this scene, and he led the horse to pause outside the fence and asked:

"These are all horses?"

Fan Qinghe nodded: "This is the territory of the Wuma Ministry. The ancestors of the Wuma Department raised horses for the Great Liang Dynasty, and most of the tens of thousands of war horses in the Northwest Royal Court came from the Wuma Department, but unfortunately now they are suppressed by the Northern Liang Court, and the horse farm has been confiscated a lot, and it is not as powerful as before. These are just taken out to support the scene, the horse king who is serious has long been ordered by the big names from all over the world, if you want, I can say hello and get you a purebred BMW. ”

The big dark horse behind the Night Terror Hall signal:

"I'm used to riding, so I don't plan to do that for the time being. Well...... But you can get a few horses when you go, King Jing wants to like it. ”

Fan Qinghe nodded, and then gestured to the bird market in front of him:

"Where are there still birds, snow eagles, horned eagles and so on, and powerful ones can catch wolves; There is also a multicolored parrot that can speak human language, unlike it can only ......"

"Huh?"

Bird's eyes were full of shock, and he suddenly felt that it was not unreasonable for this woman in colorful clothes to be chased and beaten by the demon girl's sister.

While the three of them were chatting, they passed through the crowded market and soon came to a huge venue.

The site is enclosed by a fence, there are more than 20 large round tents inside, the middle one is very exaggerated in diameter, less than ten zhang, about three zhang high, with logs as pillars to prop up, the big tent is yellow, the outside is hung with red yarn, the door is hung with the family emblem of the Winter Hades tribe, and there are dozens of samurai with gauze scarves masked waist hanging scimitars standing guard around, it looks gorgeous and majestic, just like the emperor's palace.

Xuanji Zhenren knew that Fan Qinghe was the king of the mountain in the Winter Hades, but he really didn't expect Fan Qinghe to have such a big pomp, and when he saw such an exaggerated palace, the image of the female snitch in his heart turned into a rich woman with a big family business.

And for the first time, Night Terror Hall realized that the Winter Hades King was not a joking name, but a serious exotic queen.

Fan Qinghe led the horse to the outside of the station, and as soon as he appeared, more than ten members of the Winter Hades tribe quickly stepped forward and bowed:

"Lord Zhuzong."

Fan Qinghe raised his hand slightly to signal that he was exempt, led the horse into the station, and commanded:

"This son is a distinguished guest from afar, go to arrange to catch the wind and wash the dust, and let the old people in the clan come to meet the guests. By the way, find a clean place for this maid to rest. ”

"Yes."

Xuanji really felt that this maid should not be talking about birds.

She squinted slightly, and wanted to go up and slap Fan Qinghe's ass, but when Night Terror Hall held her arm to stop her, she didn't remember the villain, and glanced at Night Terror Hall instead.

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Night Terror hurriedly let go of his hand......

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Thank you for the reward of the big guy ~

(End of chapter)