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Chapter 1211

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Everyone in Mount Qing Liang knew that a powerful figure had arrived. He was a scholar from Gangnam-do's Deer County. No one had heard of him before, but he had mysteriously become the Deputy Administrator of Beiliang. This was an unprecedented high-ranking official position in the Li Yang Dynasty. Logically speaking, he should be one of the primary third rank and secondary second rank. However, Zhao Shi of Great Peace City turned a blind eye to this. He did not reprimand nor did he admit it. It was as if he had made up his mind to let Beiliang do whatever they wanted. Rumor had it that because of this, Wang Lvting, the manager of the Lingzhou Golden Weaving Bureau, had a headache. He did not know how to sew a fitting official robe for the "Deputy Administrator". Whether the official patch was a first rank crane or a second rank peacock, it was still uncertain. Mount Qing Liang was already used to this. Previously, there were two even younger scholars. Xu Beizhi, who was born in Beimang, was already the manager of Lingzhou. Even Chen Xiliang, who was the son of a humble concubine, had become the city magistrate of Qingcang City in Liuzhou. Another scholar from the Song family who had suddenly gained power was nothing. Moreover, it was said that during the Yonghui Era, when the pillars of the imperial court had emerged one after another to shoulder the burden, he had competed with the head of the Prime Minister, Yin Maochun, for the number one scholar. Such an outstanding figure had a much higher starting point than Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang. Nowadays, the atmosphere in Beiliang had changed. The status of scholars gradually rose with the tide. This was already the trend. As for the sudden appearance of Deputy Administrator Song Dongming, there were not so many rumors. Originally, Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang had suffered a lot because of this matter. Fortunately, on Mount Qingliang, even the coachmen and cooks were people who had seen the world, so they didn't pay too much attention to Song Dongming's arrival. After Song Dongming entered this grand prince's estate located in the northwest of the dynasty, he didn't spend his days as unrestrained and leisurely as Xu Beizhi, nor did he live in seclusion like Chen Xiliang, who rarely came out. He didn't wear an official robe that fit him, so he only wore an ordinary scholar's robe. He usually lived in a serene and elegant courtyard on the mountainside. Intentionally or unintentionally, he had won over a group of advisors and officials who had originally been gloomy in the prince's estate. The small courtyard was called Huai Gui. Because it sounded like "Huai Gui", it didn't have a good meaning. It was very easy for people to associate it with the words "harboring evil intentions", which was a taboo. As a result, even though the view was excellent, and when the weather was clear and bright, one could see half of Liangzhou City through the window, it had still been abandoned for many years. Song Dongming had chosen this place to stay. The servants of the estate only knew that he had never set foot in the Wutongin, where "orioles and swallows have red clay in their mouths". However, there would often be women in the courtyard who held great power coming and going, and then there would constantly be unfamiliar faces entering Huai Gui Courtyard. Some of them left, while others stayed.

Hsu Fengnian was lost in thought. Song Dongming not only needed to be used, but should be used greatly. However, compared to Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang, whose minds were not complicated, Song Dongming was much more difficult to use.

Liang Mang's war was imminent. Just as he had a large number of high-quality chess pieces, Beiliang also had a large number of good chess pieces. Among the generals, there were bright stars. Yan Wenluan, Jin Partridge, Zhou Kang, Ancestor Gu, He Zhonghu, Chen Yunchui, Chu Lushan, Yuan Zuozong, Ning Emei, Wang Lingbao, Li Mofan, and so on. There were simply inexhaustible talents. But what about the civil officials? In particular, the officials who could make Liyang drool could be counted on one's fingers, not to mention the large number of loyal court officials who had sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain during Yonghui's reign. It was no wonder that the Liyang imperial court liked to ridicule Beiliang for following his example. If Xu Xiao was crippled, the entire Beiliang officialdom would be crippled as well. The civil and military officials would be unbalanced, and it would be difficult for them to make a difference. In war, it was not enough to say that the martial artists could fight well and not be afraid of death. Especially in the upcoming war, where tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers would be involved in a local campaign. The civil officials first had to be able to not be a burden. If they could also complement the martial artists, many fewer people would die.

Hsu Fengnian raised his head and furrowed his brows.

Starting from the foot of Mount Qing Liang, the Fish-Duck Crossbows continuously shot into the air. The closer they got to Tidehark Lake, where he, the King of Beiliang, was resting, the denser the crossbow bolts became. After Hsu Fengnian returned from Beimang with the two heads of Xu Huainan and Diwu Raccoon of Mount Tibing, the Jianghu heroes who dared to assassinate Beiliang Palace completely disappeared. After all, those Jianghu people who were able to make a name for themselves, no matter how irreconcilable their hatred was, were not fools who were willing to throw themselves into a trap. This was especially so after the battle between Hsu Fengnian and Wang Xianzhi that showed disdain for the Wulin world, many of the Spring and Autumn clan men of sacrifice who had been hiding in Beiliang for many years silently left the country along with those generals and rich gentry. This group of people was truly discouraged. Hsu Fengnian could not think of anyone who could completely conceal their Qi and arrive at the foot of Mount Qing Liang, then suddenly charge into the palace. Even Hsu Fengnian could not clearly capture that indistinct figure. Logically speaking, if Zhao Shi wanted him to arm wrestle with Beimang, he could die, but he could not die too early. As for Beimang, Hong Jingyan and Murong Baoding had only recently appeared in Liuzhou, so there shouldn't be anyone who would be so bored as to come alone. Tuoba had this strength, but the mindset of the War God of Beimang had always been more inclined to achieve great feats on the battlefield.

Just as Hsu Fengnian was feeling puzzled, he saw a figure dash out of the nearby Tidehark Pavilion.

Hsu Fengnian was absent-minded for a moment.

Before Xu Fengnian went up the mountain to practice his swordsmanship, Xu Fengnian brought back the White Fox Face. It was a snowy winter and the White Fox Face was "swordsmanship" on the lake. At that time, Xu Fengnian really thought that it was the most powerful swordsmanship in the world. Now that he looked back, White Fox's bladesmanship, bladesmanship and bladesmanship were still superior, but there was still a gap between it and Gu Jiantang's and Cao Changqing's Thunder of Mind and Heart of Mind that he had seen in Tai 'an City. However, White Fox's face was the first Jianghu expert he had confirmed in his three years of travel. Of course, after that, Old Huang, the Old Man with the Blade who came out from the bottom of the lake, the old Hierarch Wang Zhonglou, and the old man with the sheepskin fur coat gradually appeared in his vision. Each of them had their own charm, and all of them were admirable. His reverence for Jianghu arose spontaneously.

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