Fortunately, Helian Wuwei's prestige was there, so no one dared to go against it. Helian Wuwei also gave a lot of compensation to the noble families on both sides of the lower reaches of the Yellow River. Many children of the aristocratic families were able to enter Kung Bijun. Their official positions were not high, but it was also a good thing that they did not dare to dream of in the past. Coupled with the diversion of the river, it was only a twenty-mile semicircle, so it could not be considered a serious injury. For a time, Xihe Prefecture was still calm and peaceful. There were only some rumors and gossips in private among the aristocratic families. The common people were still going on with their lives. It was a pity that the Imperial Edict ordered that no business was allowed near the river. With Kung Bijun in charge of supervising and patrolling, there would be a windfall otherwise. A horse would not get fat if it did not feed at night. The principle of the world was the same.
Hsu Fengnian and Helian Wuwei came to the place where they threw stones and cut the river. This time, the theft of Emperor Qin's mausoleum, which had not seen the light of day for nearly a thousand years, caused the various forces to be intertwined. Helian Wuwei was in charge of the dangerous business of opening the door to the thieves. Not to mention the other people who crossed the river, one General Zhong Shentong was enough to deal with. Therefore, the old Imperial Edict did not dare to be careless. Everything was handed over to his trusted aide, Kung Bijun. Hsu Fengnian saw a group of men and women dressed in Confucian attire on the high platform. Most of them looked haggard and did not have the elegance of a scholar at all. Hsu Fengnian was surprised and asked, "Children of the School of Mohism?"
Helian Wuwei nodded and smiled. He did not elaborate on his family background. Hsu Fengnian changed into a scholar's Old Man's face. When he climbed over the wall and entered the Imperial Edict Mansion, he was recognized by the white-haired Old Man at a glance. Other than the Spring Thunder Saber hanging from his waist, the main reason was that the old man and the young man could be said to have known each other for many years. The Old Man's face was at the Root level. The disguise only changed the appearance, but it did not change the Qi. That was why the old man's identity was seen through. The witch Shu Xiu used ten years of her life as the price to create a Soul level face. she handed it over to Murong Tonghuang, who was far more ambitious than her sister Murong Wuzhu. Helian Wuwei took Hsu Fengnian and walked slowly along the riverbank. A few days ago, there was a rare rainstorm. At the beginning of the river cutting, the effect was not obvious yet. The water level of the river was still much higher than the previous years. The water was turbulent and surging, it was very muddy. The sound of the rushing river was like a thunderclap, intimidating people just by looking at it. Hsu Fengnian left the Spring Thunder Saber and the Spring Thunder Saber at his mansion. His hands were empty as he squatted on a huge rock by the riverbank. The water vapor assaulted his face. His ears swelled as he heard the sound. The flow of his Qi was imperceptibly pulled by the river, so it was several times faster than usual. Helian Wuwei threw a stone into the river. There was not even a splash. He said with emotion, "When I was young, I often swam in the river after the rain, but I liked to swim against the current. Now I can't swim anymore. After I got old, I became interested. If I really want to go into the river, I can only choose the gentle part of the river. Even if I don't want to, I have to be old. "
Just as Hsu Fengnian was about to speak, he saw a group of people dressed in luxurious clothes slowly approaching. They were talking and laughing. The leader of the group was a tall man. His simple gestures had the aura of a ruler. Behind the man were a few unfamiliar faces. Lu Gui and Lu Chen, father and daughter, Zhong Tan and the maidservant Liu Daogu. Other than Lu Chen, he had only met the rest of them once. Hsu Fengnian was originally worried that Lu Chen would be exposed after seeing him. He did not expect that she would not even look at him. She was even more of a stranger than a stranger. Hsu Fengnian squatted and did not get up. Helian Wuwei glanced at him and restrained his Qi. He said calmly, "That is Grand Admiral Zhong. He has a good relationship with Beimang's Imperial Tent. He is better at being a person than leading an army. It's a pity that his brother, Zhong Liang, is not here today. "
When Zhong Shentong saw Helian Wuwei, he laughed and walked quickly towards him. He kept a distance from the people behind him. The powerful Grand Admiral Zhong regarded himself as a junior. He cupped his fists and said, "Greetings, Old General Helian."
Helian Wuwei didn't want General Zhong to give him the cold shoulder. He slapped Xu Fengnian's head as if he was an elder disciplining a good-for-nothing nephew. He scolded angrily, "Get up and salute General Zhong!"
Xu Fengnian helplessly stood up and bowed with his hands clasped in front of him. Helian Wuwei looked angry. He sighed and said, "I've made a fool of myself in front of General Zhong. This distant relative's younger generation is stubborn and doesn't know the rules."
The old man turned around and glared at him. "You think you can be arrogant just because you read a few baskets of books. Did you become the top scholar or the prime minister? You only know how to look at the sky from the bottom of a well. You're useless! Take General Zhong's eldest son, Zhong Tan, for example. He's only a few years older than you, but he's already a real Jinglang Commandant. He's in charge of three thousand elite soldiers and almost became the first top scholar in this dynasty. He's a hundred times better than your useless articles! "
Zhong Shentong saw that this good-looking young man wanted to say something but stopped. He must be afraid of the Zhong family's reputation, so he suppressed his scholarly spirit. However, he did not look happy. Grand Admiral Zhong was not surprised that Helian Wuwei was a distant relative. Helian's surname was a popular surname in Xihe Province. Helian Wuwei was born in an official's family. However, his family declined and he joined the army. Helian Wuwei was a general who had fought hundreds of battles. He was famous in Beimang for being a diligent scholar. He had never fallen behind in his military career. He had a good impression of scholars. If a descendant from a declining family had a chance to become the top scholar, Zhong Shentong would also have high hopes for him. Zhong Shentong did not want this kind of trivial matter to dampen the atmosphere and harm the long-term situation. Therefore, he smiled and comforted, "Old General, don't think too highly of my son. He's just a few years older than Helian."
Hsu Fengnian whispered, "Three thousand soldiers and horses are nothing. When I become famous in the imperial court, even leading thirty thousand cavalry will be too little."
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