The first cause of all realms

Chapter 107
The midwinter is approaching the early spring, and the sky and the earth are still cold, and another heavy snowstorm comes suddenly. In one night, the earth is covered with silver, and the mountains and rivers are covered with white.

Huhu~
In the biting cold wind, there are few people in the wilderness. Even big merchants and bodyguards often avoid such days and rush on their way.

But on a wilderness outside Nanshan, a group of men in black came across the snow on horseback.

They were dressed in thin black clothes, and their unified long swords and bows were all stained with frost, but they didn't seem to feel the cold.

Clothes are scattered, but the men and horses are majestic and motionless, just like his face is as calm as a stone.

"If you don't come out and go for it, it's really unimaginable. In just a few decades, Qingzhou has been corrupted to this point..."

The black-clothed swordsman who walked in the front gave a long sigh:
"If the old prince sees it, he doesn't know how to feel sad..."

Where they are at this time, it seems to be a wilderness, and there are no other colors under the heavy snow, but judging from the outline of the uneven snowdrifts.

He still recognized that this so-called wasteland used to be a village.

This is an abandoned village.

They have come all the way and have already seen many similar villages.

"It's not just Qingzhou? There are also many rebellions in Yunzhou and Baizhou. The Liansheng Sect is really crazy!

That old godmother really deserves to die..."

Another young swordsman said in a gloomy tone:
"Sooner or later..."

"Stay here."

The rest of the people were all in one mind, calling for the man's words.

Everyone was silent, and then urged their horses to move, speeding up, and soon, they had passed through the knee-deep snow-covered wilderness.

Turning around the mountain road, I saw a few cooking smoke rising, and I was relieved just now.

"You guys wait here, the boss doesn't like this."

The black-robed swordsman in front of his head gave an order, lightly clamped his horse's back, blew up the wind and snow, and left in the dust.

The horse's shoulder height is more than nine feet high when it sits down, and it runs like a flowing fire. It is extremely fast, and it only takes half a cup of tea.

A village with scattered cooking smoke came into his sight.

This village is not small, but there is very little cooking smoke, and the cooking smoke is only sporadic. The swordsman's eyes dimmed, but he knew it in his heart.

If there is no external force to intervene, this village will disappear completely in a few years, just like the ruins of the previous village.

What makes it disappear may be bandits, thieves, refugees, or natural disasters.

The swordsman got off his horse, left the horse in the snow, and walked towards the village on foot.

Not far away, I saw a gray and white carriage parked outside the village.

The old man with a sallow complexion led a tightly wrapped little girl and walked in the snow.

"Miss..."

Looking at the delicate and quiet but pale little girl, the sallow-faced old servant felt a little distressed.

"Grandpa Huang, it's so stuffy in the carriage, just let Xiuxiu take a look, okay?"

The little girl was wrapped up thickly, and her face was flushed.

"Okay, why not?"

The old man was so distressed that he couldn't stop breathing for the little girl.

After a long time, when the little girl got tired of playing and returned to the carriage, he glanced lightly at the snowman-like black-robed swordsman who stood there and waited for a long time:
"Wang Muzhi sent you here?"

"Juniors leave on Thursday"

The black-robed swordsman shook off the snow, folded his fists and bowed:

"Mr. Wang was worried that the old man would be in danger, so he sent us here. Among them, there is also the meaning of the old prince."

"Master is in the village, he is in a bad mood, be careful, and don't mention King Longyuan at the end!"

The old man surnamed Huang gave a warning.

"The juniors know."

On Thursday, I reported in my heart, nodded in response, and was about to enter the village when an old man had already left the village.

The old man was tall and thin, wearing a starched white robe.

Seeing Thursday leave, the old man put on a straight face:

"The two prefectures of Yun and Qing are so corrupt, isn't Bai prefecture much better? It's just the three prefectures of Longyuan and Dao!

That's all for the Liansheng religion, these bandits who occupy the mountains as kings, even a government servant from a small town can be strangled, can't you do it in the Longyuan Palace? ! "

"I met Mr. Xu on Thursday."

Zhou Li bowed long and listened to the old man's words, with a wry smile on his face:

"It's not just the little one who speaks for the old prince, but you also know that Longyuan Road is close to Liuji Mountain, and there is a great threat from foreign races on the border, and it is extremely difficult for the old prince to escape.

In addition, back then... after the First World War, my energy was not as good as before, and I was only awake for three hours a day, so I really couldn't take care of too much. "

Xu Wenji's face softened slightly, but he still did not pretend to speak: "Wang Muzhi? Is he dead too?"

"Boss should have seen it all the way, but the situation is far more serious than what you saw. The border between Baizhou and Qingzhou has been severely droughted for more than a year, and hundreds of thousands of hectares of fertile land have failed to harvest.

Outside Liuji Mountain, the Heavenly Wolf Court seems to have changed due to hunger and cold. The rebellion spread to dozens of counties at the same time due to the bewitching of the Liansheng Sect.

It has been half a year since Qingzhou General Wei Zhengxian put down the rebellion..."

On Thursday, bitter water poured out.

"That's it, that's it."

Xu Wenji waved his hand and asked him to bring the dry food they brought.

How could he not know these things?

Qingzhou is difficult!
Backed by Liuji Mountain, the battleground of the three families, the three prefectures of Longyuan Road will suffer huge losses every time there is a big battle.

Especially in Qingzhou, during the battle decades ago, almost every family knew nothing about it, and everyone cried.

But what he saw along the way was too shocking.

If tomorrow is like this everywhere...

Thursday left in a hurry, but Xu Wenji fell into a long silence. An old servant surnamed Huang came over:

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, robbers and bandits, homeless people, gentry hoarding and living together, this Longyuan Dao, I'm afraid something big will happen..."

"In the battle of Liuji Mountain, although Da Ming was victorious and lost, the sores and wounds left by that battle should be good for self-cultivation, but..."

Xu Wenji sighed:
"Illness comes like a mountain, and goes away like a thread. Your Majesty is too impatient..."

He has been in the court for a long time, although he is also very concerned about local affairs, but he is still far away, how could he be more touched by what he saw with his own eyes?
"I'm old, and you're old too. If you can't control things, just let him go..."

The old servant's face darkened.

"If the world is like this, how can I have the face to go underground to meet my lords of Ming Dynasty?"

Xu Wenji shook his head.

On Thursday, I returned from driving the horses and brought a group of dry food.

"Leave the dry food, let's go."

Xu Wenji started to push people away.

"This... Master Wang wants me to come and serve you, you..."

Thursday's face froze.

"Long Yuanwei's reputation is too great. If you come, they may hide."

Xu Wenji's complexion was serious:
"Let's go find your treasure armor."

"This…"

Zhou Sili smiled wryly again and again, but he didn't dare to disobey the old man, so he could only say disconsolately:

"Miss is also in Qingzhou, if you have any difficulties, why not..."

"Go!"

Xu Wenji took the dry food.

"Then, little goodbye."

Situ Li got back on his horse, thinking of something again, and said, "I'm in a hurry, I don't have much dry food, do you want to..."

"Enough is enough."

Xu Wenji's expression was dull:
"There are only eleven families in this village..."

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The days in Qingzhou seem to have become more leisurely.

Yang prison goes back and forth between the six gates and his small courtyard every day.

The Six Doors is a loose organization, it is not under the direct jurisdiction of the state government, but is under the command of the Six Doors headquarters.

Although he also does the work of maintaining law and order, his job is still to catch criminals and eliminate major criminals and important criminals.

It can even be said that it is against many sects and gangs in the land of one state.

Therefore, the six doors are more loose, and there are no mandatory positions, but more targeted tasks.

Not to mention the speed of the arrest, whether it is head arresting, bronze medal or silver medal arresting, there is a quota of tasks that must be completed every year.

Only other tasks can be obtained in exchange for elixir, martial arts, and armor.

Yang Jue joined Six Doors, so naturally he also had missions, but he had only joined for a few days, so naturally he would not perform the missions.

Therefore, during the day, he wandered around Qingzhou City to get acquainted with Qingzhou, look for other ingredients, or return to the small courtyard to practice martial arts.

In the evening, soak in medicinal baths, swallow iron broad beans, exercise internal energy, and go to the cauldron of gluttony to refine ingredients.

It seems to be a lot lighter, but in fact, there is no slack in the slightest.

At the same time, they are also waiting for people from Qixuanmen.

It's just that it was beyond his expectation.

After more than ten days in a row, the gray-robed man who was expected to come did not come to the door again, but a few head catchers from the six doors came to the door.

"I'm Qin Hou."

"Under Qin Zhong."

Two police officers, one on the left and one on the right, stopped Yang Gui who was carrying the medicinal materials and was about to go home.

"The Qin brothers?"

Yang Jue's eyes froze.

Different from Jinyiwei, which only recruits good family members who know the basics, the six doors can be said to be inclusive of all rivers, and not only recruit elite police officers from the yamen.

There are also many masters from Jianghu Zongmen.

The Qin brothers are quite well-known in Qingzhou Jianghu, but they are born as untrained individuals but have high and strong martial arts, especially good at combined strikes.

A few years ago, he was already a bronze medal arrester, and he won the trust and reliance of the head arrester of the six sects, 'Fang Qidao'.

"Brother Yang is really a hero among men. As soon as he enters the six gates, he will be the head of the bronze medal. Thinking about our brother who was born and died more than ten times before getting the bronze medal, I am really ashamed."

With a face full of fat, Qin Houpi smiled without smiling.

"It's a pole, it's a pole."

Qin Zhong folded his arms, and kept looking at Yang Qiu.

"You two are looking for me, but something is wrong?"

Yang Jue put down the medicinal materials and asked calmly, but he also raised his vigilance in his heart.

The martial arts of these two people are inferior to Sima Yang's, but the two people's auras are connected and mixed as one, the threat to him is much greater.

"It's like this. My brothers and I interrogated a group of suspects before. It was just an unintentional act, but I didn't want to hear something interesting."

Qin Hou smiled "hehe".

"tell me the story."

Yang prison is at ease.

But in his heart, he understood the purpose of the two people's visit, and he probably learned about the fine gold armor from the mouth of the Golden Knife Gate.

However, since he dared to hand over this group of people to the six sects, he naturally had a way to deal with it.

It's just that these two people talked about unintentional actions, but he didn't believe it.

"That thing has a lot to do with it, Brother Yang, do you mind if I wait for a body search?"

Qin Zhong lowered his voice.

"Hehe~ What a coincidence! I only heard about it a few days ago that last year the Rong family in Mulin Mansion was robbed and lost a pure gold Buddha statue..."

Yang Jue's eyes were cold:

"I interrogated the prisoner, and they talked nonsense. They actually said that the two of them stole it. I don't know if the two of you would mind if Yang did a search?"

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