As the middle of winter approaches early spring, the world is still cold, and another strong wind and snow suddenly arrives. overnight, the earth is covered with silver and the mountains and rivers pass through white.

Huh ~

In the biting cold wind, the wilderness is rarely visited. Even if there are large businessmen and escort agencies, they often avoid such days.

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

They were wearing thin black clothes, and their uniform long swords and bows were dyed with frost white, but they seemed not to feel the cold.

The clothes were shining, but the people were still majestic and motionless, as calm as their faces.

"If I didn't really come out and go for a while, it would be unimaginable. In just a few decades, Qingzhou has become so decayed..."

The black-clad swordsman who was walking in front sighed:

"If the old prince saw it, he would be sad and sad if he didn't know how to..."

They were in this time, as if they were in a wilderness, and there were no other colors under the heavy snow, but judging from the outline of the uneven snow piles.

He still recognized that this so-called wasteland was once a village.

This is an abandoned village.

They have seen countless similar villages along the way.

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

That old pious woman deserves to die..."

Another young swordsman had a deep tone:

"Sooner or later one day..."

"Live now."

The rest of the people were all in their hearts, calling out the man's words.

Everyone was silent, and then urged the horse to move, speeding up, and soon, they had passed through the snow-covered wasteland.

Turning across the mountain road, I saw some smoke rising from the cooking stove, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

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

The black-robed swordsman in front of him gave a message, gently pinched the horse's back, swaying the wind and snow, and leaving.

The horse was sitting on the shoulders of more than nine feet high, and it was like a flowing fire while running, with extremely fast speed, only half a cup of tea.

A village with scattered smoke from cooking came into his eyes.

This village is not small, but there is very little smoke in cooking, and there is only a sporadic smoke in cooking. The swordsman's eyes were slightly dark and he understood in his heart.

Without external forces, the village will disappear completely in a short time, just like the ruins of the village before.

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

The swordsman turned over and dismounted, letting the horse stay in the snow, and hiking towards the village.

Not long after, a gray-white carriage was parked outside the village.

A waxy old man walked in the snow with a tightly wrapped little girl.

"Miss..."

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

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

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

"Okay, why not?"

The old man felt very distressed and kept slapping the little girl's inner breath.

After a long time, the little girl was tired of playing. When she returned to the carriage, she glanced lightly at the swordsman standing there for a long time, like a snowman:

"Wang Muzhi sent you here?"

"Men's departure on Thursday"

The swordsman in black robe shook off the snow and bowed:

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

"The master is in the village and he is in a bad mood. Be careful of these things, and don't mention King Longyuan in the end!"

The old man named Huang warned.

"I know, I know."

Zhou Xili reported in his heart and nodded. He was about to enter the village, but an old man had already left the village.

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

Seeing Thursday, the old man looked stern:

"Yun, Qing and the two states are so corrupt, Baizhou is not much better, right? Long Yuan Road is just the three states!

It’s fine if you love the scholar. These bandits who occupy the mountains and become kings can be strangled by yamen runners from a small city. Can’t you, the Longyuan Palace?!”

"Thursday Li met Mr. Xu."

Zhou Xili bowed long and listened to the old man's words, and smiled bitterly:

"It's not just a young man who speaks for the old prince. You really know that Longyuan Road is close to Liuji Mountain, and there are alien races who threaten the border guards, so it's extremely difficult for the old prince to escape.

In addition, after the war, my energy was not as good as before. I only had three hours a day to wake up, so I really couldn’t take too much into account.”

Xu Wenji's face was slightly slower, but he still said nothing: "Where is Wang Muzhi? Will he die?"

"The old man must have seen it all the way, but the situation is far more serious than you see. There is more than a year of drought at the junction of Bai and Qing prefectures, and hundreds of thousands of hectares of fertile land have no harvest.

The Tianlang Royal Court seemed to have abnormal movements due to hunger and coldness. The previous rebellion affected dozens of counties due to the temptation of the Sheng Sect.

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

Thursday Li poured out bitter water.

"Forget it, forgot."

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

How could he not know these?

Qingzhou is in trouble!

Backed by the three families in Liujishan, the three states of Longyuan Road will suffer huge losses every time they fight.

Especially in Qingzhou, during the battle decades ago, almost every family was in vain and everyone cried.

But what he saw along the way was so shocking.

If this is the case in the world...

Thursday left in a hurry, but Xu Wenji fell into silence for a long time, and the old servant named Huang came over:

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, bandits and strong beams, refugees lost their homes, and gentry gathered in the Longyuan Road. I am afraid that something big will happen..."

"In the battle between Liujishan, although the Ming Dynasty won and lost, the wounds left by that battle should have been good for cultivation, but..."

Xu Wenji sighed:

"The disease comes like a mountain falling, and the disease goes like a thread being drawn. Your Majesty is too anxious..."

He has been in the court for a long time and is very concerned about local affairs, but he is still a thousand miles apart. How could he have seen it with his own eyes and touched it even more?

"I'm old, you're old too. If you can't control it, let him go..."

The old servant's face turned dark.

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

Xu Wenji shook his head.

On Thursday, he drove back and brought dry food for everyone.

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Xu Wenji began to chase people.

"This... Lord Wang wants me to wait for you, you..."

Xi Li's face froze.

"Longyuan Guard has a very big reputation. When you come, they may be hiding."

Xu Wenji's face was very stern:

"It's better to find your treasure armor."

"this…"

Zhou Xili smiled bitterly, but he didn't dare to disobey the old man, so he had to say unhappy:

"Miss is also in Qingzhou. If you have any difficulties, you might as well..."
To be continued...