Don't look at it as just an expatriate merchant pavilion in the fairy city, it is not inferior to the big merchants in the city, the price difference is not low, and he eats two dishes of water, as the director here, how the life is can be imagined. [Ran^Text^Library] On the surface, they have nothing to do with the Acropolis, but if you dig deeper, the two sides are inextricably linked.

The Shang Pavilion can become big here, monopolizing the trade of most items, completely relying on the support of the Acropolis, without the guards in the city to rely on, without the Acropolis to deter these families, the Shang Pavilion will definitely not be able to move an inch here. In other words, the Shang Pavilion and the Acropolis seem to be unrelated on the surface, but in fact, there are countless places to be used.

If Fang Yan and a few other city lords are hard enough in the background, it is easy to interfere in the affairs of the Shang Pavilion, and he only needs to stumble up and down a few key nodes in his transaction, and he can force the Shang Pavilion to obey, and this kind of thing has happened before. However, listening to Guan Mu's tone, the Yu Pavilion Master of the Shang Pavilion seemed to be quite tactful, and Guan Mu's tone was also reserved when he talked about him.

And the errand he was responsible for, Guan Mu did not mention, but the dialect had already guessed that it was the defense of the Acropolis, which was the most important duty of the Acropolis, even if he didn't speak the dialect, he had to ask, otherwise he would never have peace here.

As they spoke, they came to the gate of a house. Along the way, Fang Yan also had a preliminary impression of Uehara Castle, this small stone city was quite prosperous, the streets and buildings on both sides were scattered, and there were many monks in the city, at least much stronger than the Black Wind Fortress Stone Fort that Fang Yan once garrisoned.

Hugging all the way, pedestrians on the road have sideways glances, making the dialect a little unaccustomed. When they arrived at the front of the mansion, they saw dozens of armor soldiers standing neatly on both sides, but they had different magic weapons in their hands, and some of the armor on their bodies were slightly damaged.

There were dozens of people standing in front of the door, all dressed in the big and small stewards of the city, and they saw the arrival of Fang Yan and others. One by one, they gathered around to salute. From now on, this was the place where Fang Yan lived and sat down, and as the master Fang Yan invited everyone into the house, a group of people followed him and walked in a chaotic manner.

Although the city is not big, the city lord's mansion is quite magnificent. The entrance is a large courtyard, paved with smooth cyan stone slabs, lined with tall spirit trees, and a few open spaces with huge stone carvings. Among them is a passage several feet wide paved with white jade. Straight to a tall temple ahead, where the tongue later gave orders. Council Hall.

When everyone entered the hall one after another, Fang Yan sat on the main seat under the guidance of Guan Mu, and the rest of the people sat down separately. Then Guan Mu introduced the people in the hall to Fang Yan one by one, and after a while, Fang Yan's face became a little strange, because at this time, almost all the people sitting in the hall were the stewards of the Acropolis City Guard Pavilion and the Law Enforcement Pavilion, but there were very few others, and the other deputy city lord and Shang Pavilion master did not come at all.

However, one or two stewards came to the Deacon's Pavilion and the Shang Pavilion to meet the situation, and none of the stewards of the Foreign Affairs Pavilion came. If there is no one in charge above, the people below naturally don't know how to do things. I don't know what the reason is, the dialect hasn't figured out the details of the city yet, maybe Guan Mu is likely to do something in it, and he can't jump to conclusions now.

From beginning to end, the dialect's face was the same, and no one present could see any change, and these people were originally worried. Some are gloating, thinking that the dialect will be thunderous and angry, waiting to see a good show. Who knew that Fang Yan had been talking to everyone kindly, and had said some scenes without pain, and dragged on and on for an hour or two, but those people still did not come. But everyone present dispersed in a mass of harmony, and no one understood the meaning of the tongue.

Of course, Fang Yan has his own schemes, but he can't be led by the nose and become a tool for others to fight against dissidents. And those who deliberately hid and did not come, no matter what the reason, since they dared not to give face on the first day of his tenure, it is no wonder that he acted ruthlessly. If he doesn't give some punishment, how can he, the city lord, deserve it.

It's just that there is no need to worry now, wait for him to ask about the situation in the city, since Xiancheng appointed him as the city lord, then he has a chance to concoct them. Thinking of this, the corners of Fang Yan's mouth turned up slightly, but there was a smile on his face.

Qingluan and the others all went to arrange trivial matters, and Fang Yan wandered around the city lord's mansion alone, walking around aimlessly. The area of the house is not small, there are several buildings in the place of dialect discussion and errands alone, plus these plants and decorations, there are no less than two or three hundred acres, in this small acropolis, I am afraid that there are few such grand buildings.

The area of the back house is not small, in addition to the exquisite pavilion of the continuous piece, there is a fish pond of more than ten acres of size, the pavilion rockery is elegant, it can be seen that the previous owner has spent a lot of thought here. Fang Yan sat down in the pavilion casually, looking at the fish swimming in the water in a daze, and suddenly recalled the days when he was in the southern city, when he often sat quietly and alone, completely relaxing his thoughts, which was simply a pleasure for him.

It's a pity that his identity is different now, and the peace of the moment is quickly disturbed. In addition to the group of people he brought with him, there were originally many subordinates and servants here, who did not leave with the previous city lord, and they were unspeakably panicked in the face of the new master. Fortunately, they met the generous person of the Lin family, and she was in charge of leaving all these people behind, and in addition to gratitude, these people were too diligent in their work, and soon found a dialect under the command of the Lin family.

Fang Yan is really helpless, he can't be quiet alone, and when he enters the room, he can't help but cultivate, which is really tangled. In fact, the Lin family had nothing to do with him, and with her cleverness, she immediately felt the strangeness in the lobby today, so she asked Fang Yan out of concern, and Fang Yan did not hide it, and told her what she thought.

"Although your approach is not in line with my mother's appetite, it is not unstable, since you know it in your heart, I will no longer be verbose. Although it is not enough to cultivate for the mother, it is still okay to help you do something, otherwise it will be underestimated. "It's almost all about fighting all the way, and the cultivation of the Lin family is not very useful, but now that Fang Yan encounters this kind of thing, it makes her think about it first.

Of course, the dialect of what the Lin family thought was clear, so he smiled and said: "Okay, let the children try their hands first, and if they are defeated, they will invite their mother to come and take charge in person, so that they can understand the methods of our old lady and stop their arrogance." ”

"That's exactly what I say. is still the same sentence, no matter what you do boldly, there is a mother to support you. Lin said with a proud face.

In the following days, Fang Yan stayed quietly in the city lord's mansion, did not find anyone to learn about the affairs in the city, nor did he rush to the deacon's pavilion and other places to inspect, but only went to the fang market for a walk, and never left the mansion. The monks in the city only knew that a new city lord had come, but few of them had seen him, and they had not heard him speak, so they did not know what they were busy with.

There was a lot of talk outside, and there was a lot of talk about it. But Fang Yan is the same as no one else, practicing as usual every day, and having the leisure to find a few vacant land in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion to reclaim the spiritual field, plant some spiritual valleys and other things, and take care of them himself in his spare time every day, with a posture of not hearing anything outside the window.

He could calm down, but some people couldn't stand it, and on the day Fang Yan entered the city, the monk sent by the Shang Pavilion was called away before he could return home, and it was naturally their pavilion master Yu Renze who called him. After the meeting, Yu Renze asked in detail about every move after Fang Yan entered the city, every word he said, and even his expression had to be described to him clearly, and the person who made him was miserable, but he didn't dare not do it.

In the next few days, Yu Renze has been paying attention to Fang Yan's every move, when Fang Yan entered the city, he didn't want to go, but he didn't want to offend Chang Qing for this, I heard that he wanted to be the city lord, but he was inserted by Fang Yan, and let out the wind to make Fang Yan make a fool of himself in public, and many people chose to avoid his prestige.

But he also heard that the dialect is not small, and it is said that there is a big family behind him, and this kind of person is not easy to offend. But he knew better that the Chang family's power in Immortal City was almost pervasive, and besides, the affairs of the Shang Pavilion he was responsible for, if there was no Chang Qing's assistance, many transactions would not be able to be completed smoothly.

This is the root of his involvement, and after thinking about it again, he still decided to advance and retreat with Evergreen. However, he also had an extra mind, sent his subordinates to go, and made an excuse that he was on an errand in the field and could not rush back. In this way, he did not offend Changqing, but also left room for himself to ease his relationship with dialects, worthy of an old fox.

Who knew that for several days, the dialect did not make the slightest movement, and did not give others the opportunity to test the truth, as if he had come to live in the Acropolis, and he did not have the slightest consciousness of being the lord of the city. This made Yu Renze anxious, and he didn't know what the dialect meant, and most importantly, who the first target of the dialect was.

With his cunning, he faintly guessed the mind of the dialect, that is, to brake with silence and patiently look for an opportunity to strike another thunderous blow, but it is not clear who this blow will fall on, but he never wants it to fall on his head. He knew that he had only obtained this position because of a big family attached to Xiancheng, and he didn't dare to fall into a battle of this level.

After a few days, it was simply torment, and in the end, Yu Renze stomped his feet, even if he had to face Changqing's difficulties in the future, he had to cross the current threshold first. At sunset, Yu Renze quietly came to the City Lord's Mansion and asked to see Fang Yan, and he chose this time to carefully consider, not only to fulfill his lie about his busy official business, but also to ask to see him at this time without annoying Fang Yan.

Sure enough, it didn't take long, and the servants in the mansion came to reply, and the city lord was invited. Yu Renze was a little settled in his heart, and followed this servant all the way, he had been here countless times, but this new city lord had never seen it, and he was a little uneasy for a while.

Coming to his familiar living room, this is the hospitality place of the City Lord's Mansion, and the tables and tables in it have not changed, it seems that this new city lord is an easy-going person. The servant politely made him a pot of spiritual tea, and then asked him to wait here, and stepped aside without saying a word.

Yu Renze sat and waited, thinking about how to speak when he saw the dialect, his mind was spinning rapidly, but he forgot the time for a while, and the servant stood there and didn't dare to speak, and time passed quietly. Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the sky was already dark, and Yu Renze suddenly came back to his senses, but he didn't see the shadow of the dialect.

"Why has it been so long, and City Lord Fang hasn't come yet?" Yu Renze hurriedly asked the servant, but saw him silently shake his head, which made his heart sink suddenly, this first knife would not be aimed at himself. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )