When the two powerful cultivators from outside Great Qin were directly killed by Shao Kill, who was the most proficient at killing people in the Minshan Sword Sect, without even having time to use the means they were best at, the palace maid surnamed Rong walked through the continuous barracks, walked into the Chinese army camp where Liang Lian was, and sat down opposite Liang Lian.

Liang Lian was drinking medicine.

The medicinal juice in the medicine bowl was as thick as ink, and it looked extremely bitter, and ordinary people were eager to drink it all, and then seal it with a spoonful of sugar, but he was expressionless, drinking it slowly like tea.

The palace maid surnamed Rong looked at him indifferently and said, "Niangniang is very disappointed in you. ”

"I'm disappointed too. ”

Liang Lian stopped, looked at the medicinal juice in the bowl, was silent for a moment, and then said: "I thought that I was greedy and not very satisfied, and I was bent on fiefdom, and then I couldn't gain a firm foothold in Changling, and at least I could find a fiefdom, but yesterday, I thought clearly that these were all my own extravagant hopes. The Holy Lord and she were bent on not letting people remember the Bashan Sword Field and those people, and they wanted to make the names of those people disappear with the years before the Holy Lord ascended the throne, how could it be possible for someone like me to be a marquis?"

"My existence is to remind many people of the past. After a pause, Liang Lian laughed sarcastically, his smile was cold, like a cold light flashing on the arrow cluster when the arrows on the battlefield swept through the sky.

"It's just your personal thoughts. The palace maid surnamed Rong looked at Liang Lian with an unchanged face, and said: "Although Niangniang is very disappointed in you, she still agrees with your ability, as long as General Liang is loyal to his duties, in the future history books, the disgraceful things about General Liang will also be erased, and you will only remember your merits." ”

"The reason why those people in the Bashan Sword Field disappeared was that they couldn't see too far in front of them. Who would see so far away now regardless of what is in front of them?" Liang Lian looked at the palace maid surnamed Rong coldly, "I just want to know what purpose you brought her. ”

The palace maid surnamed Rong looked at him and said quietly: "Niangniang will let you lead the army to South Vietnam, if possible, she hopes that you can be the same as other Guanwai marquis, in South Vietnam." ”

Liang Lian's eyes narrowed slightly, he took the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, the medicinal juice was like a knife into his throat, and his voice was suddenly extremely cold: "Nanyue Fenghou? Niangniang really looks up to me, not to mention that the methods of Nanyue cultivators are extremely weird, the climate is unadaptable, the winter is very cold, the summer is very hot, miasma snakes and insects, which one does not cost human life, and the fast riding and galloping and runic chariot advancing tactics that our army is good at are almost useless..."

"Niangniang asked you to go, not to listen to your advice, but to make you obey. Telling you this news in advance is so that you can prepare, and it is a sign of her respect for you. The palace maid surnamed Rong had a flat voice, but interrupted Liang Lian's words mercilessly, "As for her letting you go to South Vietnam, naturally she has her arrangement, when will you see her and let those who are useful to Daqin be sent to death?"

After saying this, she stood up, didn't look at Liang Lian's face, bowed deeply to Liang Lian, and then turned around and walked out.

Liang Lian turned his head, looked out of the window of the tent, looked at some of the eaves of Changling, and was silent for a long time.

In the past many years, all he wanted to do was to climb up, and he didn't want to be a dog with a leash around his neck, but many years later, in retrospect, he followed those people, and when he was low, he didn't look like a dog.

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The carriage in midsummer was very stuffy, after the battles of destroying the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, and after the bloody wind and rain of the years before Yuanwu ascended the throne, now not only the entire Changling and Great Qin Dynasty, but even the whole world, like the Bashan Sword Field in the past, those who could defeat several or even a dozen strong men in the Seven Realms with one person have been rare and extremely rare. There are fewer and fewer strong people who defy the sky, and now they are driving for themselves are strong people of this level, so Ding Ning is very relieved to roll up the curtain and let the wind flow in from the windows on both sides.

The windows are open, the air is moving, and people on the road can see the people in the car.

In the alley that had just entered Changling, a middle-aged man in a silk shirt greeted him, saluted from afar, and said respectfully: "Mr. Taixu asked me to bring a letter." ”

The carriage paused slightly, and Shao didn't feel any danger when he killed, so he didn't reveal any murderous intentions.

"My people. ”

Ding Ning whispered to his back.

Shao Kill was silent, bowed slightly, and drove the carriage to the side of the middle-aged man who delivered the letter for Wang Taixu.

The middle-aged man handed the clenched letterhead in his hand through the car window, then took two steps back and waited.

Ding Ning opened the letterhead, his eyes fell on the open letterhead, and his body suddenly stiffened.

After a while, he looked up at the middle-aged man outside the window and said, "I'll go directly to the ink garden, and let Wang Taixu send my aunt to the ink garden." ”

The middle-aged man saluted respectfully, then retreated.

Looking at the middle-aged man's respectful posture, and then thinking about the Jianghu figure named Wang Taixu and what Ding Ning had done in the past six months, Shao Kill couldn't help but shake his head slightly, this young man who was born in a wine shop was not an ordinary person in the first place, but his opponents in the sword club regarded him as an ordinary person.

Thinking so in his heart, he didn't say anything, and the carriage walked unhurriedly through the streets and alleys of Changling, heading towards the ink garden.

There have been too many disputes, and too many people have been killed, Shao Killing is just entrusted by Baili Suxue to protect Ding Ning and kill everyone who wants to kill Ding Ning, he is not interested in intervening in the conspiracy of any force in Changling, when the carriage stopped in front of the Moyuan Gate, he said: "I'm waiting here, don't worry about me." ”

This was Ding Ning's favorite words to hear, and he walked out of the carriage with some difficulty, and thanked this cultivator who had been killing all his life, and seemed to have no idea what he could do other than killing.

The high wall of the ink garden has already been opened, and many shops along the street have been built, and when I saw Ding Ning walking out of the carriage, many neighbors who were busy with their work in the shops suddenly shouted, and shouted excitedly and surrounded them.

Ding Ning won the first place in the Minshan Sword Club to fulfill his promise to Xue Wangxu and win the scenery for Baiyang Cave, but Daqin established the country with a sword with martial arts, which is naturally a supreme honor for these neighbors who relocated from Wutongluo.

The way they expressed their love and admiration for Ding Ning was also extremely simple and direct, and the noodle shop owner who was most familiar with Ding Ning shouted the loudest, "Ding Ning, you old embryo, I won't charge you any money next time you come to my shop to eat noodles." ”

Listening to the shouts of these people, Ding Ning knew where the happiness of these people came from, so he also drank, "That is, without the care of your neighbors, without the bowl of noodles every day, where can you get the first!"

Together, this sentence was like lighting another firecracker in a festive scene, and suddenly there was a burst of cheers and applause.

Ding Ning smiled and thanked him, and talked patiently with these neighbors for a while, and then entered the inner garden with the half-hugging and half-help of these neighbors.

Several maidservants arranged by Wang Taixu were already waiting inside, and Ding Ning was sent to the small courtyard where the ancestor of the Zhou family lived in the ink garden.

In the small courtyard, a middle-aged man who always looked a little empty was already waiting for his arrival.

"It used to be you who were false, but now it's me. ”

When Ding Ning saw this person, he couldn't help but shake his head and sighed lightly.

This middle-aged man was naturally Wang Taixu, he looked at Ding Ning's pale face and laughed.

"What should I do next?"

Then, he restrained his smile and asked Ding Ning very directly and softly.

He is now the most powerful figure in Changling, but this power has always come from the transactions and gifts between Ding Ning and those powerful people in the military. Before Ding Ning won the first place in the Minshan Sword Society, his relationship with those powerful people in the military could continue to be maintained, but now, everything could change.

He is not worried about his life and death, but he is worried about the safety of many people who live with him in Changling.

"It won't be worse than before, it will only be better. ”

Ding Ning lay down on a bamboo recliner in front of him, then looked at the worried Changling Jianghu hero, and said seriously: "Zheng Sleeve personally wrote a letter to my senior brother and asked him to leave my side. She's the one who knows how to make trade-offs the most, so she's going to throw out a lot of things that are compensatory for me. ”

"In the past, you and I were rootless duckweeds, but now it's different, our backer is the Minshan Sword Sect. ”

After Ding Ning paused, he looked at Wang Taixu and continued: "Since she can't stop the Minshan Sword Sect from winning the first place, the next thing she has to do is to buy it. It is always more useful to her to use a useful person than to destroy a person. ”

Wang Taixu's brows frowned slightly, he pondered these words carefully, and said, "Then you just have to wait?"

"Waiting for her arrangement, as well as the arrangement of the Minshan Sword Sect, strictly speaking, you and I are now among the people of the Minshan Sword Sect. Ding Ning said calmly: "But you must first help me find out where my senior brother went." ”

Wang Taixu nodded.

"In your letter, although Bai Shanshui escaped, it is possible that one of her companions was in the Great Floating Water Prison?" asked Ding Ning.

Wang Taixu couldn't understand why Ding Ning deliberately mentioned this matter, but he still nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

"The people who oversee the Heavenly Division, these days there are times when they go to the sycamore, why?"

Ding Ning then asked.

Wang Taixu did not answer.

He could hear that this was Ding Ning's self-talk, and it was not his problem, but Ding Ning's problem.