The magistrate of Feng City had already come to Fengyang City for the tea party tomorrow, and the county office was probably buzzing with congratulatory voices.
Hearing this news, everyone in the teahouse looked at each other speechlessly, and a chill rose in their hearts.
No one had expected that the Prince of Xiang's seclusion would actually succeed in entering the Divine Domain.
This meant that from the moment he crossed that threshold, as long as he did not rebel or go against the Dao Master, then his position in the Great Zhou Dynasty would never be shaken.
In both the Imperial Court and the military, the Prince of Xiang was extremely powerful. Now that he had entered the Divine Domain, he had unquestionably become a truly powerful minister.
Chen Chang Sheng thought back to how Xu You Rong had previously not given the Prince of Xiang a high evaluation, saying that although this prince had outstanding talent, he was licentious and tyrannical, and had no hope of becoming divine. Now, it seemed that all of this was naturally false.
For the Prince of Xiang to be able to maintain this false appearance for so many years, he was assuredly scheming something grand, which also meant that he was very ambitious.
As the most powerful prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if he had any ambitions, then it was very clear what he wanted.
Chen Chang Sheng was a little worried about his senior who was far away in the palace.
At this moment, the sound of the imperial edict being read rang out on the street again.
The Prince of Xiang's entry into the Divine Domain was not even the entirety of the changes to the Proclamation.
Three months ago, the Mount Li Sword Sect Master used his heart to cleanse his sword and successfully entered the Divine Domain!
Hearing this news, the somewhat oppressive and silent atmosphere in the teahouse was immediately dispelled, like a gentle breeze on a river.
Tang Thirty Six said to Chen Chang Sheng: "Congratulations."
In the past, the Orthodox Academy and the Mount Li Sword Sect had many grudges and entanglements, even enmity that was very difficult to resolve, but that was all in the past.
Now, the entire continent knew that between the Imperial Court and the Orthodoxy, the Mount Li Sword Sect would naturally support the latter. They were allies with Chen Changsheng.
The Mount Li Sword Sect Master entering the Divine Domain was naturally a good thing for Chen Changsheng and the Orthodoxy.
Although an expert of the Divine Domain could not alter the disparity in strength between the two sides, it could at least lessen the shock brought about by the Prince of Xiang.
Chen Changsheng thought to himself, so it turns out that such a major event has occurred in Mount Li. No wonder Luo Bu and Guan Feibai were in such a hurry to return.
Everyone was very happy, except for Zhexiu, who had no expression on his face.
Tang Thirty-Six understood why and comforted, "Don't think too much. In any case, even if the Mount Li Sword Sect Master hadn't entered the Divine Domain, you still wouldn't have been able to defeat him."
The Red Goose had finished its task of sending messages. It must have replenished its food and water in the government office. After resting for a while, it took off again and flew along the mountain path of the county toward the riverside. Presumably, when it reached an open area, it would flap its wings and fly away, breaking through the clouds and bringing the will of the imperial court to the people further away or in more remote areas.
The people of the county looked at the red shadow that was as fast as lightning and excitedly applauded and cheered. Countless gazes followed it and Chen Chang Sheng and the others in the tea house were no exception. Their gazes followed the Red Goose to the river and watched as it flapped its wings and quickly flew past the iron chains and into the sky.
Suddenly, countless crossbow bolts shot out from the forest on the other side of the gorge!
The Red Goose was not prepared at all and was shot by the crossbow bolt. It fell from the sky into the river and quickly disappeared.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
Chen Chang Sheng's expression became somewhat solemn.
He could clearly see that the crossbow bolts were not shot at the Red Goose.
The aura of the crossbow bolts was very terrifying and should have been shot by divine crossbows.
No matter how important the Red Goose was, it didn't need such a concentrated volley of crossbow bolts, nor did it need to use divine crossbows.
Moreover, the information carried by the Red Goose had nothing to do with the urgent military situation.
Then who were the real targets of these divine crossbow bolts?
The sky above the gorge was slowly drifting with some clouds that couldn't block the morning light and there was no sign of a storm.
Yet in the next moment, an ear-piercing loud noise exploded in the sky like a thunderclap.
Countless divine crossbow bolts once again broke through the air and disappeared. Then, ten odd and terrifying sword flashes appeared in the sky.
A cloud suddenly dispersed, and the whistling sound of something tearing through the air rang out.
The river water suddenly became chaotic and turbid waves rose into the sky. The wind in the forest on the other side of the gorge blew and countless trees were snapped in half. Then, countless groans and cries of pain rang out.
Countless streams of blood splashed out from the forest and landed on the surface of the river. Just like the Red Goose from before, it quickly disappeared without a trace.
The iron chain on the river swayed violently, making clanking sounds.
A pair of worn-out leather boots stepped on the chain.
No matter how the chain swayed, no matter how fast the river flowed, no matter how sharp the crossbow bolts and sword flashes, that pair of old boots remained incomparably steady.
The wind continued to howl over the river, rustling the white paper and causing it to rustle. It even drowned out the clattering of the chain.
The man stood on the chain, his face covered in white paper. Even with several holes dug into his face, he still looked as terrifying as ever.
But compared to before, the white paper on his face was missing a small section, and there were some blackened bloodstains on it, most likely the scars left behind by injuries from a long time ago.
It was very obvious that he had suffered very heavy injuries. Moreover, he had been continuously pursued, and he didn't even have a moment to rest.
Anyone else in this situation would think of fleeing, or at least conserve some energy.
But this man did not do this. He raised his famous spear, blocked several crossbow bolts, forced back a sharp sword glow, and walked toward Fengyang City.
Countless gazes fell on him, following his footsteps, silent and nervous.
The man shouted at the county, "Who fucking dares to touch my tea!"
All of Fengyang City was silent. No one dared to answer him.
This shout silenced the entire city.
This man was truly arrogant.
He truly deserved to be called Painted Armor Xiao Zhang.
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Fengyang City's winter wild tea had become famous because of Xiao Zhang, but because he was wanted by the Imperial Court, it had been two years since he had participated in Fengyang City's winter wild tea party. The elders of Fengyang City had promised him a box of tea, and it had now been delivered to the Prince of Xiang's estate. Everyone believed that he would not appear this year, but he had.
So the people of the county did not know how to answer.
The chain swayed, clattering, the river rippled, clattering. Other than these sounds, there was no other sound.
Xiao Zhang walked down from the chain, stood on the ground of Fengyang City, and then began to ascend the long stone steps.
At the very top of these steps was the Seven Treasures Stronghold.
The highest point of the Seven Treasures Stronghold was the Treasure Pavilion.
A box of tea was placed in the Treasure Pavilion.
Had he really come to take the tea?
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