Chapter Forty-Nine: A Game Within a Game, Outside Change (Part II)

The first update. There will be a second shift around nine o'clock.

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"However, now that the prince is using this inheritance as a bargaining chip to open the Mid-Autumn Festival, we must not add chaos at this time. When the Mid-Autumn Festival passes on August 15, what does my brother want, just play tricks!"

Shang Shaoyan said embarrassedly: "Brother Xian laughed. ”

He couldn't help but be embarrassed. People in their twenties, coquettish or something......

"Brother has been responsible for all brothers and sisters for twenty years as a great-grandson, this is the reward you deserve!" Yan Li affirmed.

"Brothers and sisters...... Shang Shaoyan looked up at the sky again, "Actually, brothers and sisters are very bitter...... Don't talk about your situation over the years, just talk about Shaohong...... He was born with a handsome face, and a clear and high-pitched voice......"

But he couldn't stand the grease and powder, wore red and green, and was a charming little Dan on stage. Yan Li continued, "So when he was eleven or twelve years old, he secretly drank spirits every time and burned his throat. Although he doesn't have to pretend to be a little dan, he has a problem with alcoholism. ”

"Ha......" Shang Shaoyan chuckled softly, his laughter was mixed with bitterness and joy, "I can't hide anything from my virtuous brother." ”

"It's not a difficult corollary. Yan Li said, "Let's get back to business." The prince's bureau, we acted rashly, just to send to death, its stupid......ity! We still have smart things to do. ”

Shang Shaoyan was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Is there anything else to do......?"

"Does my brother think that my younger brother has come to teach you to be coquettish?" hahaha......" Yan Lilang said with a smile.

"Ahem...... Shang Shaoyan coughed a few times to cover his embarrassment, "Brother Xian, don't mention this." ”

"Calmness, forbearance, trade-offs, and determination, my brother can't forget it. Yan Li re-mentioned these four keys, "Without calmness, you can't see the situation clearly; without forbearance, you can't preserve your strength and plot great things; and if you don't make trade-offs, you can't get rid of the chaff and win." The most important thing is to decide. When the interruption continues, it is chaotic. ”

"Foolish brother is taught. Shang Shaoyan said solemnly.

"The trial of the ancient mound is the prince's bureau. If it is not a big man who can compete with the prince, he is not qualified to fall. We juniors are just cannon fodder. But did my brother calmly think that such a tense situation would be an opportunity for us?" Yan Li said leisurely.

In fact, what Yan Li said was not all the truth. With his wisdom, as long as he is willing, he can always seek a corner in this big game of chess. It's just that this game has no benefit for him, so why bother to risk it in vain?

Of course, Shang Shaoyan didn't know Yan Li's thoughts, and he couldn't even think of what the so-called "opportunity" was, so he could only sincerely clasp his fists and say: "Please ask the virtuous brother to teach!"

After a lapse, the prince suddenly started with a high profile. This game is bound to attract the eyes of many big people, and those who have grudges with the prince are even more unstoppable. So...... At this time, who will keep an eye on us juniors?"

Shang Shaoyan's eyes lit up, and he seemed to grasp some key, but there was always a layer of light veil that was not broken, and he frowned slightly and asked, "What does Brother Xian mean......"

"Why does my brother want to sing on stage? That is the decree of the Jade Emperor Temple, and the strict defense of Yijiazi. Now, how can the Jade Emperor still have the heart to keep an eye on us? And the Wang family, who was originally in charge of keeping an eye on us, has just been uprooted by us. ”

"That's true!" Shang Shaoyan's eyes lit up completely, "It's indeed a godsend." As long as we seize this opportunity, from now on, the sea will be wide and the sky will be high and the birds will fly!

"My brother was still too happy. Yan Li shook his head and said, "Now, it's just that the time has been prepared, and there is still a lack of location, people, and people." ”

For Shang Shaoyan, this proposal was even more attractive than the inheritance of the Martial King. He hurriedly said, "I want to hear about it." ”

"If you want to fully retreat, you have to leave Jianchuan. Where should we retreat? Is there a safe enough base for me to leave the sight of the Daomen in one fell swoop? Is this place secret enough to be undetected by the Daomen? If the Daomen finds out afterwards, do we have enough strength to resist the pursuing soldiers of the Daomen? In case we can't resist it, is there a second stronghold to provide another transfer?"

"This ......" series of questions made Shang Shaoyan stunned. When he was still thinking about the inheritance of the prince, this cousin had already considered it to this extent?

Sure enough, it's a blind eye, and I don't see Mount Tai!

"Can't you answer any of them?" Yan Li was a little disappointed - in the time of Yijiazi, the descendants and robes of King Wuwu would not be completely unprepared, right?

"Foolish brother is ashamed!" Shang Shaoyan said ashamedly, "Your seniors must be prepared, but the specific situation, foolish brother is not clear. ”

"As long as you are prepared, you are better than not ready. Yan Li nodded and said, even if it is a bad hand, it is better than no chips at all, "The top priority is to find out how many chips we have." The brother must know who to ask and who to trust. That's people. ”

"Hmm. Shang Shaoyan nodded solemnly.

"When asking, try to side-to-side and don't easily reveal our intentions. Yan Li advised, "In case the news leaks, don't panic." In this way, we know who cannot be trusted. We are always safe before the Mid-Autumn Festival. One month is enough time for us to deal with variables. ”

"Foolish brother remembered. ”

This plan, on the one hand, is that Yan Li is doing some hard work for the family, and on the other hand, it is to find something to do for Shang Shaoyan and add some experience, so that he will not really do stupid things.

Yan Li herself has never been worried about retreating. From a distance, he can go to Zhuzen Temple at any time to worship the Buddha and participate in Zen meditation, even if he is a cultivator of Taoism, it is impossible to go to the Buddhist temple to arrest people at will; from a distance, he has been recommended by Yu Qingyue, and he will be able to go to Skylark Gate next year.

The Skylark Gate is enough to compete with the Jade Emperor View. With Yan Li's ability, when he arrives at the Skylark Gate, he cannot be an ordinary disciple, and his status will be stable and safe at that time.

Seeing that Shang Shaoyan was at a loss when asked, Yan Li felt that there was indeed no far-sighted person in the robe of the Martial King! Otherwise, at least Shang Shaoyan, who was in the lineage, should know a thing or two about these arrangements, and he was prepared.

Perhaps, over the years, they have been struggling to survive, and they really have no way back.

Of course, this doesn't matter to the descendants of King Wu. It's a big deal to sing and laugh, and it will never be worse than now.

Yan Li is worried that if the wisdom of the martial arts is not as good as this, will the Mid-Autumn Festival really go well?

The Nine Abyss Ghost Blood Talisman of the Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan, the Sword Casting Master of Western Qin appeared one after another, and Bu Chen's weird pilling to improve his skills, all made Yan Li feel like the mountain rain was coming.

And these things are all related to the Dongsha Gang.

This gang that sells sea salt along the route of the river seems to be very deep.

So, why did the Hengjiang Gang, which is lagging behind step by step, wrestle with the Dongsha Gang so far?

Without strong means, there must be a strong background. I'm afraid that behind the Hengjiang Gang, there are also big articles.

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Jianchuan North Wharf, the stronghold of the Dongsha Gang.

The establishment of Jianchuan North Wharf is also a legend.

The idea of Jianchuan was originally to establish a free zone where the three religions would be governed together and not subject to the jurisdiction of any one country at the junction of the three great powers of Qin, Chu and Qi. Therefore, Jianchuan City is located on the south bank of the river, far away from the northwest Qiang Qin in the southeast.

In Chinese tradition, the south of the mountain and the north of the water are called the yang, and in turn, the north of the mountain and the south of the water are called the yin. Therefore, Jianchuan City was once called "Jianyin".

But in this place where heroes come out, everyone likes masculinity, and even women like silk handkerchiefs and neatly dressed chivalrous women's clothes, this "yin" word is really unpleasant.

As a result, the name "Jianyin" was slowly forgotten, and everyone in the world called him "Jianchuan" straightforwardly.

The south pier of Jianchuan Castle was originally the only pier, and it was spacious and prosperous enough. It was not until the Dongsha Gang came to the west strongly, the Hengjiang Gang did not give an inch, and the two sides continued to clash with each other, that the spokespersons of the three major sword sects came forward and re-established a new wharf in the north of the Jianchuan River.

Of course, these two gangs have also fought over their respective dock strongholds.

The construction of the South Wharf is perfect, and it is of course the first choice for both sides. In particular, with Zou Tong's stingy surname, how could he be willing to pay out of his own pocket to build a new wharf? Moreover, the south wharf is close to Jianchuan City, and it is most convenient for goods to be transferred in and out, unlike the north wharf, which has to cross the river to enter the city.

When Zou Tong succeeded in occupying the South Wharf, the Hengjiang Gang cheered and cheered, and they all thought that this was a great victory for the Gang.

How do you know, the financial resources of the Dongsha Gang are beyond expectations, and they have completed the construction of the North Wharf within a few years at the expense of blood, and take advantage of the fact that the North Wharf borders with the West Qin, and gradually extend their tentacles into the West Qin, which makes the Hengjiang Gang feel pressure.

It can be seen that the vision and courage of the leaders of the Dongsha Gang are far from being comparable to Zou Tong.

It was almost night, and the bustling North Wharf began to fall silent.

At this time, a spacious carriage quietly drove out of the Dongsha Gang stronghold.

This carriage is more than twice as wide as an ordinary carriage, and it will not be cramped with seven or eight people sitting in it, and it is dragged by four horses from Xiqin, galloping on the stone road of the north pier, smooth and fast.

This is a horse-drawn carriage for the big guys.

The rules of the Dongsha Gang are stricter than those of the Hengjiang Gang, and all the night guards are specially selected, and when they see this carriage, they don't even think they see it.

A quarter of an hour later, Fu Jingshui, the helmsman of the Jianchuan branch of the Dongsha Gang and a congenital master, had already gotten off on the bank of the Jianchuan River.

Behind him, another majestic figure stepped out of the carriage.

If there is a high-level member of the Dongsha Gang here, he will definitely recognize this person - the leader of the Dongsha Gang, Chuanhai Pingbo Fu Jingyang!

This big gang leader actually appeared in Jianchuan City quietly. If Zou had informed him of the news, he would have been shocked and would have been on the verge of a great enemy.

Fu Jingyang was in front, Fu Jingshui was half a step back, and the two congenitals stood at the front of the dock, looking eastward.

"Calculate the time, it's time to come. Fu Jingyang spoke slowly, his voice was hoarse and deep, majestic and courageous.

Fu Jingshui nodded and said softly: "Brother doesn't need to worry, even if it's late, it doesn't matter." ”

"I'm not afraid they'll be late. Fu Jingyang said in a deep voice, without a trace of expression on his square face, "I don't want to see the corpses of my brothers." ”

These two brothers, quietly standing on the banks of the Jianchuan River in the middle of the night, turned out to be waiting for someone! What kind of characters are they, who can bother the two congenital marquis, and what changes will they bring to the Jianchuan River where the mountains and rain are coming?

In the whispered conversation between the two, on the distant Dongfang River, there was a trance, and a little ghost fire appeared......