Lu Yunzhang was greatly disappointed with this trip to Longqing County. His immortal master had only freeloaded some wine with that woman and chatted about some trivial matters. There was not even the slightest bit of romance, let alone slaughter the shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Fish-dragon Gang. Before leaving, Lu Yunzhang had been rambling, saying that the female master of the tenth largest gang in the world had average looks and cultivation. In short, he was fighting for justice for his immortal master. The implication was that if it were him, he would not waste his energy on such a woman. Hsu Fengnian, who had never been willing to talk nonsense with Lu Yunzhang, spoke his mind for the first time. He said that he was not looking for a wife. It did not matter whether Liu Nerong was beautiful or not. As for Liu Nerong's martial arts aptitude, it did not affect whether she was a heroine in his heart. When Lu Yunzhang heard this, his eyes widened. Was Liu Nerong worthy of being a heroine? Hsu Fengnian rewarded the youth with a four-word evaluation. It was like playing the lute to a cow.
After that, the three of them rushed to Liangzhou. Along the way, Xu Fengnian successively taught Wang Sheng the rough embryonic form of over ten sword moves. There were Old Huang's nine sword moves, the old man's two sword moves, and Wen Hua's one sword move. He allowed her to not ask for a deep understanding and only understood his intentions. He did not deliberately favor Wang Sheng. The moves he taught Lu Yunzhang were all top-notch. He did not even hide Gu Jiantang's Thunder Core. This pair of youths could endure hardships and work hard. They secretly competed with each other, afraid of falling behind each other. When they practiced martial arts, they were obsessed with it. However, it was obvious that Lu Yunzhang's speed of cultivation was much faster than Wang Sheng's. He was already very familiar with the hob and drag blade, and vaguely had the demeanor of a grandmaster. Occasionally, when he listened to Hsu Fengnian explain the profoundness of sword moves to Wang Sheng, he would be able to comprehend by analogy. On the other hand, after Wang Sheng acknowledged Hsu Fengnian as his master, for some reason, he became more and more introverted. He was silent and was no longer as naive and unaffected as before. Perhaps it was because of Lu Yunzhang's talent in martial arts that the girl felt a lot of speechless pressure. Hsu Fengnian was well aware of this, but he did not try to ease the heavy pressure in her heart because of this.
As they neared Liangzhou, Hsu Fengnian rarely took the courier roads. He only chose the paths with few people and had Wang Sheng and Lu Yunzhang take turns to fight. He wanted them to do their best to press forward with their weapons. Compared to the two, Lu Yunzhang was naturally more imposing. With the Great Frost Blade in hand, he dared to fight with his life on the line. He would not even acknowledge the Heavenly King. When facing his immortal master, he would never hold back and would always charge forward in a spurt of energy. Wang Sheng, on the other hand, was much inferior. Every time he unsheathed Goose Yellow, even if his moves were sixty to seventy percent similar, his spirit was only twenty to thirty percent. This was exactly the opposite of Hsu Fengnian's expectations for her. Over time, Wang Sheng also realized the crux of the problem. His originally dark and rough face became more and more stiff. Every time he looked at Hsu Fengnian's calm expression, he wanted to say something but hesitated. He felt guilty and uneasy.
After crossing the Yellow Flower Pass, they would arrive at Liangzhou a dozen miles away. Currently, there were fourteen military officers stationed in Beiliang's Taoist Realm to guard the fourteen passes. From the point to the line, it was proposed by Ancestor Gu, the originator of the Situation Theory. There was a flintlock for five miles, a block for ten miles, a fort for thirty miles, and a city for one hundred miles. In the past, Beiliang did not have flintlock forts. On the contrary, they were not shabby in number. However, most of them were disorderly. Once the real war broke out, they might not be able to quickly respond to each other. Now, the number was slightly reduced, but the situation in Beiliang suddenly became clear. The Yellow Flower Pass was one of the fourteen passes. It was led by a senior military officer named Li Maozhen, who was an experienced military officer. Li Maozhen was old and wise and was deeply trusted by the old King Liang. Otherwise, Xu Xiao would not have let him guard the East Gate of Liangzhou.
The Huaiyuan Gate of this pass was the favorite of frontier poets of the past generations. This gate symbolized that the imperial court was conciliatory and farsighted. The dark green city walls that extended out from the two sides of the pass were like a dragon traversing the desert. The dragon's head extended to the north and connected to the red Shooting Wild Goose Mountain. At the top of the mountain was the Yin Locking Flintlock, which was known as the "Number One Flintlock in the World." In the past, the Yellow Flower Pass did not exclude people from fairs. Especially on the first and fifteenth of every month, people would come and go. It was unusually prosperous. However, after becoming one of the fourteen passes, the Yellow Flower Pass became much more deserted. The trade caravans that passed through the northwest region of the dynasty had to take a detour. There were complaints everywhere. So much so that the weak military officer Li Maozhen sent a memorial to the Qingliang Mountain, requesting to reopen the city gate and military camp. The 3,000 elite soldiers would not need to be paid by Liangzhou and could even be used to support the border army. At that time, Hsu Fengnian was not in the palace. The Red Hanlin Academy in Wutongin argued about this. In the end, Lu Chengyan, who replaced the Green Ants to enter Wutongin, made the final decision and rejected the old military officer Li Maozhen's memorial. It was said that the old military officer Li Maozhen almost resigned and retired. He openly scolded the old military officer Wutongin for not knowing the cost of living. He even said that they would empty out the palace sooner or later. The old military officer Li Maozhen didn't even let the young feudal lord off.
Six or seven elite light cavalry galloped out of the Yellow Flower Pass gate, escorting a white-haired old man in casual clothes. The old man stopped his horse at a military camp outside the city and squatted on the ground, sighing. Although Beiliang Road imitated the court's Ministry of Works and established a Military Camp Division to be in charge of all military camps and fields, the old man, who was familiar with the rules of officialdom, thought that this was just a helpless move by the new Prince Liang to settle down foreign scholars. The essence of a military camp was the two words "land reclamation". Once it was handed over to outsiders, it would only become a tool to make money. However, the old man was an official of Beiliang. How could he really go and wrestle with the Beiliang Palace? Fortunately, the young scholar in the Military Camp Division with the official title of Minister Counsellor had not stretched his hands too far. Although he was not familiar with military affairs, his subordinates could be considered competent and dedicated. The new residents who had migrated from Beiliang Road's fourth prefecture, Liuzhou, were also well-behaved and peaceful. Only then did the old man pinch his nose and admit it. Otherwise, he really would have taken the bold action of driving them out of the country with troops.
Not long after the old man arrived at the military camp, a few young civil officials rushed over upon hearing the news. Among them, the young man in the lead had an eighth-level embroidered official patch. The two behind him were ninth-level quails. Their ranks were not high, but they held real power. The eighth-level official was one of the six Minister Counsellors of Beiliang Road's Military Camp Division. His name was Liu Gongren. The other five were all at the border. He was the only one in charge of the military camp matters in Liang and You Prefectures. It was said that this was because the Military Camp Division was wary of Li Maozhen, who was in the bag. Liu Gongren was implicated and had no choice but to remain within the borders. After Liu Gongren arrived here, other than surveying the fields, he had also paid a visit to the You Ji General's residence several times. Unfortunately, Li Maozhen, a military officer with real power, did not give this young man any face. Each time, he was met with a closed door. After Beiliang Road's fourteen military officers surfaced, it was like a military town. Most of them were new faces. At this time, the arrogant old man who was squatting by the field with his butt facing Liu Gongren was the backbone of Yellow Flower Pass, the weak military officer Li Maozhen.
The old man did not pay attention to Liu Gongren's courteous words. He snorted coldly and did not even raise his head. He sneered, "Sir Liu, you really have the leisure to come here and worm your way into being friends with me. Are you not afraid of delaying the great undertaking of the military camp of two prefectures? Or do you think that being familiar with a weak military officer will be beneficial for your future climb in the bureaucracy? "
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