Ling Chan and Fu Yaoguang stayed in the cold mountain for a few hours, Bai Ruisong had just arrived with people, and he didn't even have time to send the rescued city people down the mountain.

Now in the afternoon, the sun is just right, and it is shining.

Bai Ruisong first looked at Ling Chan and Fu Yaoguang, and was really relieved to see that everything was fine with the two of them.

Then he pacified the people, arranged for soldiers to escort the people down the mountain in an orderly manner, and everything went in an orderly manner.

Ling Chan walked around the crowd and didn't find Xue Xingchi.

She asked Bai Ruisong again, but no one saw Xue Xingchi.

The townspeople said, "No one has come out except for the two adults." ”

The system whispered: [That is, he ran away by himself, the villain with a special physique, even if Xue Xingchi can't cultivate, he won't fold in this kind of place. 】

This kind of place where the yin qi is like clouds is a great supplement for Xue Xingchi.

[But will he give us trouble?] 】

The system remembered that when Ling Chan jumped down, Xue Xingchi's face felt frightened.

Xue Xingchi's black and white eyes seemed to be able to dripher blood.

[He is a villain, he was originally going to make trouble for us,] Ling Chan said calmly: [Xue Xingchi wanted to kill me in Wushan, and the trip to Hanshan also stumbled me everywhere, and it is better to go now. 】

Wen Lingchan wants to be a good person, but she is destined not to coexist with the villain.

……

The fog of the cold mountain has dissipated, and the sky of Huachun should also be brightened.

The criminals in the city have been almost wiped out, the strategists are conscientious, diligent, and the big actions of killing people are quietly carried out in private, without causing trouble to the people, and now the city is prosperous and lively, better than what Ling Chan saw when he entered the city a month ago.

Bai Ruisong insisted on cleaning the dust for the two and holding a celebration banquet.

Ling Chan insisted not to.

Fu Yaoguang sat on the side and drank tea, quietly watching the two of them pull.

Ling Chan: "The two of us just did what we should do!" Celebration banquet or something, there is no need at all! ”

Bai Ruisong explained: "I know that the cold mountain is not worth mentioning to the lord and Miss Wen, but the celebration banquet is to announce to the people in the city that the danger of the cold mountain has been lifted. ”

"Isn't it good to arrange for Xiao Li to tell them?" Anyway, this celebration banquet can't invite the people of the city.

"There are many powerful people in the city, and there are many powerful people around them, so I invite them to communicate and enhance their feelings, so that they can better manage Huachun Mansion in the future." Bai Ruisong said implicitly: "The list that Miss Wen got in Hanshan is also just clearing. ”

Understood, it's to show off your muscles and warn the thorns to be careful, don't be obedient and blow you up.

Since it has a political purpose...... If you don't do that, you won't work.

Ling Chan pretended to be sick: "Oh, I'm so tired, it turns out that I was injured today!" Can't attend! ”

Bai Ruisong smiled, and could only indulge her, and said softly: "Okay, if you don't want to go, you won't go." ”

Turning his head to look at Fu Yaoguang, he looked solemn again, "Lord, Miss Wen is a guest, you can not go, you are the master, but you have to go." ”

Fuyaoguang: "......"

He has always had no emotions, and he doesn't care, everything in political affairs is subject to Bai Ruisong's opinion, and it is understandable whether to go to the banquet or not, but looking at the two faces of the strategist, subtle emotions welled up in his chest.

You...... Isn't it a bit of a double standard?

Ling Chan looked at Fuyao's gloomy face, laughed, the laughter was crisp, like a silver bell colliding, and she floated away briskly by the wind.

……

Three days later, it was night.

Horse-drawn carriages flowed and piled up in front of the city lord's mansion.

Bai Ruisong set up a banquet, and the entire city lord's mansion was in chaos.

Except for Ling Chan.

She lay in a tree, doing nothing but the breeze and, of course, the system of her brain.

[It's all right, it's a little boring. 】

The system comforted her: [When this is over, we will leave Huachun and go all the way to the imperial city...... After Wen Lingchan left home when she was young, she never went back to see it, and she regretted it in her heart...... We'll go back and see for her. 】

[Starting from Huachun, all the way south, crossing the Nanji River, and going to the capital......] The system chatters about the arrangement of routes.

It hopes that Ling Chan will leave Huachun, leave Fuyaoguang, and stop entangled with these talented arrogant sons.

Even if Ling Chan holds the script in her hand, can she compete with people, can she still fight with heaven?

Ling Chan listened with a smile, not saying good, not bad.

The whispering voice of the maid below floated, "...... A temple fair was also held in the city, and I heard that there was an urgent rehearsal of the scene where the city lord saved the people......"

"I really want to see ...... too"

"I'll go for you!"

A figure jumped down from the tree, and the maids hugged each other in fright, but the "ghost" took two steps forward and the moonlight illuminated the beautiful face.

Ling Chan ran away briskly, leaving only a cheerful laugh, "Wait for me to come back!" I'll tell you if there's such a play! ”

……

Fuyao Light is wiping his sword.

He didn't pay attention to this celebration banquet for the powerful people in the city, and he still wore a strong suit that was easy to move.

Fuyao's bare clothes were tightly closed, almost not covering the Adam's apple, and the dark blue belt three fingers wide was also tightly tied, forming a thin waist.

The light moon-white power suit wrapped his body, this color can't be suppressed by ordinary people, showing Huang Xiancun, but he wears it lightly, and his body is cold and cold, and he is more and more dusty, not like this person in the world.

In silence, he placed his sword on the table.

He heard footsteps, and someone was looking for him.

There was a gentle knock on the window twice.

Fu Yaoguang said: "Enter." ”

So the window was pushed open with a snap, and the girl outside the window pressed her hands on the window lattice, holding her face with her index finger, and laughing sweetly, "Fuyao Light, do you want to go out to play?" ”

Fu Yaoguang didn't like the noise of people, and before he could speak, he saw Ling Chan stretch out his hand and stand up, stopped his words, and said calmly: "I don't want to hear the refusal." ”

She blinked wide, pitiful and cute, "Go out with me!" ”

The jingle around her neck was crisp, and she looked at the colorful stones, and somehow agreed.

"Okay."

Ling Chanxi smiled, she didn't enter the room, greeted Fu Shaoguang outside the door, and when he came, she pulled him away with a smile.

Fu Yaoguang followed her honestly, but said: "I promised Bai Ruisong to participate in the celebration banquet." ”

Celebration feast?

"I think it's about the same as the Hongmen Banquet."

Ling Chan remembered what Yu Sijiu had said to her, and she only felt that the clans of Huachun Mansion were rotten in the mud and smelly.

She snorted and grinded her teeth, "They don't deserve the elaborate hospitality of the City Lord's Mansion!" Bai Ruisong is not allowed to go! ”

……

In the clean room, Bai Ruisong is writing.

There was a long roll of guest lists, and many names were circled by him with cinnabar.

It was Yu Sijiu who told Ling Chan the list, and as soon as Ling Chan came out, he poured all these clues to Bai Ruisong.

These families were more or less involved in the living sacrifices of the Cold Mountain.

Bai Ruisong intends to solve all these guilty people tonight.

The riches that were bought with the lives of innocent people should now be returned.

He handed the list to his subordinates.

The subordinate respectfully took it, looked at the long red scroll, and shivered fiercely.

These are all local wealthy families, with deep roots and leafy ......

He left with the long scroll in his hand, and as soon as he opened the door, he happened to meet the bright eyebrows on the other side, "Hello?" ”

Ling Chan raised her hand and waved it very cutely.

Behind her, she stood like a Laneige jade tree.

Thank you for helping me correct my mistakes! I love you!

Bow to all the babies who read my text! I really have a lot of typos, I'm sorry everyone...... I try to check before I send it.,But there's always something wrong with checking yourself.,I'm sorry sorry (deep bow)

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