Chapter 220: Is it worthy or not?!(1/3)
Um?
Listening to the old man's words, Xiao Qingfeng was shocked and then shook his head:
"If it's for that child, the clan uncle doesn't have to do this."
Of course he could hear the meaning of the old man's words.
However, it is definitely not a good deal to deceive Wei Zhengxian in order to kill that kid.
The person in front of him was named Xiao Zhan, who was the most respected person in the Qingzhou army. His status in the army was second only to Wei Zhengxian.
It was just because he had been stationed in the border for many years that he had lost his reputation.
"Hahaha!"
The old man couldn't help laughing out loud and shook his head:
"Qingfeng, remember, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. How difficult it is for me to go all the way, how could I take risks because of a mud leg?"
"Is there really something going on outside the pass?"
Xiao Qingfeng was a little surprised.
Others thought that Wei Zheng first led his team to Tianlang Pass because of riots outside the pass, but they naturally knew that he was trying to avoid Long Yuandao's battle for the throne.
There is not really any turmoil outside the gates.
"good."
Xiao Zhan had nothing to hide:
"A few days ago, a spy came to report that there were masters fighting at the foot of Liuji Mountain. It was suspected that it was a visitor to Dali's 'Shenfengtai' and had lost his trace."
"Kamikazetai?"
Xiao Qingfeng's expression moved: "Li Yuan?"
Shenfengtai is a major sect in Dali. Its status is almost the same as that of the Daming Lanke Temple, Hanging Temple, and Zhujian Villa.
And the Shen Liyuan of the Dali Army is the Lord of Shenfengtai.
According to legend, he had become a Martial Saint fifty years ago and had a great reputation.
"Fifty years are not short. It's enough for the other two countries to recuperate. Over the years, the border has really been ready to move. It seems to be a small friction, but who knows?"
Xiao Zhan smiled coldly, and said nothing more, but instead instructed:
"Qingfeng, you are the seeds of the clan who are working hard to cultivate and wait for the time of the day. It is more important than me! You can secretly direct this matter, but you must not take action!"
Xiao Zhan looked serious, and Xiao Jingfeng and others also agreed.
"Don't worry, my nephew still knows the importance of it."
Xiao Qingfeng was a little unwilling to accept it, but he nodded.
Everything has its pros and cons.
He was nurtured by the clan and took all kinds of materials. At the same time, many things were unstoppable.
He must never take risks, which is the most he has heard in the past thirty years.
In fact, even the most dangerous battle he has experienced over the years is under the attention of the family.
"Just you know."
Xiao Zhan patted his shoulder lightly, his tone was gentle:
"Compared with decades of planning in the clan, your tolerance at this moment is not a humiliation. After the changes of the sky, nothing will stop you from the way you go!"
"The sky changes..."
Chewing on this word, Xiao Qingfeng felt a little complicated.
"If the person I invite is not here, you must not act rashly. You must not act within the pass unless it is absolutely necessary!"
Finally, Xiao Zhan turned around and left.
Looking at his departure back, Xiao Qingfeng suddenly turned around, swept coldly over Xiao Jingfeng and others with a embarrassed look on his face, and left.
After this conversation, he didn't know that this clan uncle came here to hit him.
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The sun rises and the sun enters and rests.
Looking at the curling smoke in the autumn wind, soaking in the medicinal bath, Yang Yu had been thinking about all night, his rare mood calmed down.
The Tianlang Pass, which has a strong sense of ranks, is the most lifelike city he has ever seen.
This is really ironic.
There was no such atmosphere in the cities he had experienced before, whether it was Heishan County, Mulin Prefecture, or Qingzhou City.
Even in the most prosperous urban area of Qingzhou City, there are many rogues, and gang fights are common.
But in Tianlang Pass, very few such things happen.
This is a military pass, and most of them are relatives and descendants of the army. Even if there are those who settled outside, they must be very obedient.
The dealers who come and go are even more disciplined.
Of course, no matter how good the place is, it is inevitably dark, but Tianlang Pass is indeed the city where Yang Yu has experienced the best security.
None of them.
In the early morning of autumn, there was a little cold air. Apart from the curling smoke, there were only patrol soldiers and few pedestrians on the street.
Most of the shops along the street have just opened.
The most common ones are some shops selling breakfast.
“Huh?”
Yang Yu, who was going to go to the blacksmith shop to get customized mine iron, walked somewhere and suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart.
His five senses were extremely sensitive. When he walked here, he suddenly realized something was wrong. His secret gaze suddenly disappeared after he walked into this street.
"Give up? Or..."
Yu Yang was a little surprised and couldn't help but look around.
"Freshly baked pancakes, buns, tofu brain!"
Seeing that Yang Yu stopped, the hawking of vendors nearby suddenly became much louder.
"Come ten pancakes, and then a bowl of tofu brain."
Yu Guang swept over, and Yang Yu seemed to have some senses, so he simply sat down.
These days, there are many people who are not full, but this does not prevent the richness of all kinds of food. There are more than ten kinds of food orders on small stalls.
There are also many side dishes.
“It’s salty.”
"Okay!"
The vendor smiled and replied.
Not long after, it was delivered to me, and there were three dishes of small dishes.
Yang Yu brought the rice plate and pretended to be unintentional to a table:
"Can anyone be here?"
Opposite the table, there was an old man wearing a dark green jacket. He was normal height and looked very slim. He nodded after hearing Yang Yu’s inquiry:
“It’s random.”
Yu Yang sat down and started to feast on his face.
After practicing martial arts, his appetite increased greatly, and his daily diet was several times more than that of ordinary people. This was when he swallowed gold and iron every day, he would recover his energy.
Otherwise, it would be dozens of times bigger than ordinary people.
The old man at the opposite table put down the dishes and chopsticks at some point, but he didn't leave either. He just looked at Yang Yu lightly, finished eating like a wind and cloud, and then spoke:
“How does it taste?”
"Salty and light, tender and delicious, it's a rare delicacy."
Yu Yang nodded slightly.
“What kind of food is this?”
The old man smiled in silence:
"A truly good tofu brain needs to be ground with the brain of a hundred birds. A small bowl can accommodate thousands of people. A spoonful of them are like a thousand birds singing in their ears. That taste is the deliciousness of the world."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Yang Yu wiped the corners of his mouth and responded coldly:
"That's not tofu brain."
To be continued...