Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

The Black Eagle Pavilion, which came to welcome the heir of the Xiangfu back to Beijing, arrived in Zhenxi Prefecture on the seventh day after the war. Along with it came a large number of flying monsters carrying all kinds of disaster relief supplies.

The speed of disaster relief in the Great Yan Dynasty has always been a Schrodinger thing.

In some places where disasters occur, the dynasty's heavenly soldiers and disaster relief supplies can arrive at the scene the next day.

But in some places, even if you wait for the disaster to pass, you may not be able to wait for a hair of supplies.

As for the victims who died in the local disasters?

No one will care at all.

They are just a group of victims in the dispute between the court and the sect.

And in theory,

even if the area of ​​Zhenxi Prefecture is a key pass, it still belongs to the latter.

Because of the ambition of Zhenxi Hou Li Chaoxian.

At the beginning of establishing Zhenxi Prefecture, he tried his best to get rid of the economic control of the court step by step. It was from that moment that, in the eyes of the court, Zhenxi Prefecture had actually changed from a border army to the private army of Zhenxi Hou from a frontier army to expel the Tartars.

The independence of a military region is something that any unified dynasty cannot tolerate, but the court of Dayan can tolerate it.

First, Dayan is large enough to accommodate a warlord guarding the border, and second, compared with the sects in that era, Zhenxi Prefecture was just a sprinkle of water.

Although Zhenxi Hou controlled the military power, he did not extend his hand to taxation and officialdom, or rather, he tried, but his hand was chopped off by the two in the court.

Now think about it,

Without the support of officialdom and taxation, the finances of Zhenxi Prefecture of such a size would most likely collapse directly, but in fact it did not, so the infiltration of the sects probably started from that time.

Xu Yuan could not judge whether his good brother's father was right or wrong.

Yearning for higher power and realizing greater ambitions are the rights of the capable.

Moreover,

What his father did should be more excessive than that of the Marquis of Zhenxi.

It's just that in this chess game, one successfully jumped out of the chessboard and became a chess player, while the other failed and became a chess piece between the fingers of others.

The Marquis of Zhenxi broke into the forbidden zone of power, but he did not have the ability to reach the other side in the era of rampant monsters.

The cries of countless giant beasts hovering in the sky attracted the eyes of soldiers and civilians in the city. The people who had experienced the war were like frightened birds, but the Zhenxi Army, which received the order, quickly calmed down these panic emotions.

The flying beasts carrying disaster relief supplies landed, and with them came all kinds of talents dispatched by the Xiangfu. They got off the monsters in an orderly manner and began to take over everything in the city.

On the seventh day after Li Junwu's death, the Xiangfu's engulfment of Zhenxi Mansion had gradually begun.

Turning around in silence, Xu Yuan silently walked towards the black eagle that was parked not far behind him.

This is cruel.

But from the perspective of power, it is natural.

The sect has penetrated into the bones of Zhenxi Mansion, and they must sweep everything away with thunder.

Di An wanted him to stay in Zhenxi Mansion and continue to preside over the overall situation.

This is the father paving the way for him.

And behind this order, the father took Xu Yuan's emotions into consideration as usual. He can do nothing, listen to nothing, just stay in Ximo, and wait until Xiangguo Mansion swallows up everything in Zhenxi Hou Mansion, and all the merits will be counted on his head.

But Xu Yuan still refused the father's order.

In his blueprint, the cooperation between Zhenxi Mansion and Xiangguo Mansion should be his cooperation with her, rather than annexation with her death as a bargaining chip.

Everything in front of him is not the future that Xu Yuan wants to see, but he is powerless to stop it, and there is no reason to stop it.

Only in this way will Li Junwu's death not be in vain.

Only in this way can Zhenxi Mansion become a sharp blade piercing the sect, rather than a shield to protect the sect.

In silence,

On this empty training ground, Xu Yuan walked towards the flying beast that was welcoming him.

It was a black eagle, but it was more than twice as big as Xu Changge's. Its feathers were like scales and covered with dark patterns. Just standing there with his eyes closed, he caused countless birds around to cry restlessly.

The attic behind him was magnificent with carved beams and painted rafters. A lifelike black dragon was hovering on the surface of the attic.

This was the air palace of the Prime Minister of Dayan.

The palace that only the Prime Minister could use.

Xu Yuan approached slowly, and the majestic beast of a hundred feet slowly lowered its head and crawled at his feet.

Xu Yuan stood still for a moment.

The meaning of this black eagle coming here is self-evident.

When he returns to the imperial capital in this air palace, it will be the day when Xu Changtian becomes the young master of the giant Prime Minister's Mansion!

"Da Da Da"

When the array stairs extended down from the attic behind him, Xu Yuan suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps behind him.

Looking back,

he saw a middle-aged man in a precious brocade robe running towards him. Judging from his clothes, he should be the leader of this group of reinforcements from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After approaching Xu Yuan, the middle-aged man knelt down without any hesitation:

"Third Master, I have something to report."

Xu Yuan looked at the other party quietly.

He did not stop the other party from kneeling,

nor did he stop the other party from calling himself a minister,

but just said in a light voice:

"I remember you, Bai Zhao, or Bai Jingtian, after the Wanxiang Sect incident, you have such a status in just two years. You are very good."

Bai Jingtian pressed his forehead against the ground:

"I am terrified."

Xu Yuan looked at the seed sown casually in the battle of Wanxiang Sect under his feet, and said calmly:

"I just gave you a chance. It's your ability to seize it."

Bai Jingtian pressed his head closer and replied in a solemn tone: "Everything is given to me by the young master. If it were not for the young master, my life would probably be wasted in that corner of the world."

Xu Yuan was silent for a moment and nodded gently:

"Get up and talk business."

Hearing this, Bai Jingtian stood up slowly, but still lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Xu Yuan's face:

"I went to the far north at the beginning of the year on the order of Commander Lou."

"Wait a moment."

Halfway through, Xu Yuan interrupted the other party, glanced back at the Xuanying Pavilion behind him, and called out in a low voice:

"noob."

As soon as he finished speaking, a head popped out of the attic. Bai Muxi's bright eyes were filled with confusion.

Xu Yuan pointed to the middle-aged man in front of him:

"Come down and listen together. It has something to do with your tribe."

When Bai Muxi heard this, her eyes widened instantly, she jumped down from the window, landed behind Xu Yuan, and called out in a low voice:

"Son."

Xu Yuan smiled at her and looked back:

"You can continue."

Bai Jingtian carefully considered his words and said quickly:

"The relocation work of the underground palace survivors has been completed. With the assistance of President Hua, the 370,000 underground palace survivors, except for the more than a thousand survivors who died due to acclimatization and disease on the way, the rest have all moved into Huizhou New City in batches."

Hearing this, Bai Muxi's beautiful eyes gradually widened, her chest restrained by her underskirt rose and fell, and her clenched fingertips dug into her palms.

Xu Yuan's reaction to this was very calm, and he just whispered:

"After traveling thousands of miles, only a few thousand people left behind. It's pretty good."

"The survivors of the Underground Palace are all strong men, without the burden of old or young, and they have formed an army themselves. This result is not something I can do." Bai Jingtian had no intention of stopping his work, and said truthfully: "On the way, there is the Underground Palace. The general surnamed Qin gave an overview of the management and control of the majority of the survivors."

General Qin

Xu Yuan recalled briefly, and the face of a cold and handsome man appeared in front of his eyes.

Qin Yuan.

The man who directly killed Xiaobai's licking dog for the sake of the continuation of the underground palace.

Thinking in his mind, Xu Yuan glanced back at Xiaobai's excited expression and said softly:

"Xiao Bai, it seems that Qin Yuan has fulfilled the promise he made."

Bai Muxi pursed her lips and smiled, then bowed and saluted Xu Yuan: "Young Master is so kind, but Mu Xi has nothing to repay."

Xu Yuan smiled, then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was hesitant to speak, and said:

"Just tell me everything else, don't worry."

Bai Jingtian's face showed a hint of embarrassment when he heard this. He considered his words and whispered:

"General Manager Hua of the Tian'an Chamber of Commerce asked me to tell you, Sir, that he has helped you advance the expenses of Huizhou New City and the materials consumed by the relocation of the underground palace survivors, but the interest will be paid in advance."

Flashing past the look of the old man with the white beard, Xu Yuan chuckled helplessly:

"The interest rate is really high. I will visit you personally after I return to Beijing. Is there anything else?"

Bai Jingtian's eyes stared at his toes for a moment, then hesitantly said:

"Also, there is a certain His Highness who seems to know about the survivors of the underground palace. He went to Huizhou New City and lived there for a long time some time ago."

Your Highness the Prince?

The survivors of the underground palace are top secret, but someone in the royal family actually knows about it?

Xu Yuan frowned and thought for a moment:

"Li Yunqing?"

"Yes." Bai Jingtian.

Xu Yuan felt slightly relieved.

Others knowing this information may pose a threat, but Li Yunqing does not.

Whether he kept his identity a secret when they first met, or later faked his death to keep it a secret, it all showed that the prince just wanted to be a good person and go to Japan to become the local emperor.

After pondering for a while, Xu Yuan asked:

"Why hasn't he gone to Japan yet? I remember that when I left Beijing at the beginning of the year, the decision to send troops to Japan had been approved by the Holy Emperor."

Bai Jingtian replied respectfully:

"The army has already set out, but the third prince has temporarily stayed in Dayan in the name of raising military pay and supplies."

"Oh"

Xu Yuan reached out and patted the middle-aged man in front of him on the shoulder:

"Understood. Take care of the affairs of Zhenxi Mansion. I'll wait for you in Di'an."

Bai Jingtian's pupils trembled, and he knelt down again with a pop, his voice trembling:

"Yes, sir."

Xu Yuan glanced at him, patted Xiao Bai on the back, then turned around and stepped onto the formation stairs behind him.

And it is at this moment,

Bai Jingtian's hesitant voice came again:

"Sir, His Highness the Second Prince has led his army to the vicinity of Jiu'an Mountain where the imperial mausoleum is located. He should return to the capital at the same time as you in half a month."

After a pause, Xu Yuan's narrow eyes gradually narrowed, and a whirlwind condensed from his body. He became quieter and his voice was calm and indifferent:

"That's quite a coincidence."

The words fell,

He slowly walked up the stairs and stepped into the attic that belonged to the prime minister. Xuan Ying stood up and raised up the yellow sand to cover the stairs he walked on.

Jiu'an Mountain.

Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have been wiped out.

The flying white snow still covers the entire land, hiding the way to the top of the mountain.

Li Zhaoyuan was walking alone in this roadless snow-capped mountain forest, exploring the way to the top of the mountain.

Every time he takes a step, the road behind him and the footprints he steps on will be immediately hidden by the wind and snow.

He walked very slowly, very hard, but also walked without any hesitation.

In the snowy sky, it seemed that there was no concept of time.

I don’t know how long it’s been,

Li Zhaoyuan looked up and saw that the mountaintop was within reach. He wanted to look back up the mountain, but found that the path down the mountain was blocked by the snow.

After a moment of silence,

Li Zhaoyuan smiled and continued to walk up, stepping on the endless dead bones hidden under the snow, and continued to walk up.