He Dinghong's face was gloomy and uncertain. As soon as he stopped his hand, the bird stretched its legs twice in pain and died.

"Think I owe you a favor."

Seeing Panmo's coffin beaming with joy, he added: "Cooperation is absolutely impossible."

Panmo Cun was helpless, thinking about how difficult it is for a bird to exchange a promise, and it was a fruitful day today. As for cooperation, the future is long and there are plenty of opportunities.

He Dinghong waited for the coffin to leave before untying the paper tube as thick as an embroidery needle from the bird's leg.[

Pull out a piece of silk that is more than three inches long and as thin as a cicada's wing.

After a long time, Ji Wuyan went up to the pavilion on the top of the mountain to look for He Dinghong.

After meeting each other, I was shocked and asked, "Master, what happened?"

He Dinghong's eyes were cold and heavy, feeling both regretful and angry, but also hard to make a choice. In the end, he was left with the decision to kill.

"Wu Yan, do you want your adoptive mother to live again?"

"Of course I want to!" Ji Wuyan answered without hesitation.

He Dinghong carefully looked at Ji Wuyan's expression and saw that there was no fraud, so he said to himself: "A biological son is not as good as an adopted son, so what's the use of keeping him? What's the use of keeping him!"

Ji Wuyan felt that He Dinghong's expression was different, as if he was trapped in some kind of demon and couldn't be dragged away. Then he saw that he was actually holding a dead bird in his hand, and he spoke cautiously: "Master, are you the national master..."

He Dinghong cut off the words and said: "Wuyan, remember what you said today. No matter what, the most important thing is to teach your adoptive mother to live again!"

By the end, his voice was stern, his whole body's true energy was bursting out, his clothes were bulging, and even Ji Wuyan had to use his kung fu to protect his body.

After taking the piece of silk and reading it, Ji Wuyan's heart suddenly sank.

Nanzhao Shaopo

There are regulations on the division of each county and prefecture in Nanzhao. It cannot be too big or too small. This is related to the jurisdictional responsibilities and accountability of officials. It is easy to say about other places. Jinning is the capital of the country. If it touches the border, it will be included in the surrounding territories.

, taxation, garrisoning, and officer grades, everything must not be careless.

One hundred and fifty miles outside Jinning is considered a direct-administered area, and there are three larger counties: Shaopo, Yimen, and Jinlin.

There are tributaries of large rivers passing through Yimen and Jinfu. They have a superior environment and are connected to official roads and have convenient transportation. Whether it is trade or agriculture, it can be regarded as a prosperous corner.

Same fate, different treatment, this is Shao Po.

The standard distance between Shaopo and Jinning is exactly 145 miles. If it is moved a few miles further out, it can be placed under the jurisdiction of Suzhou.

Nowadays, Jinning is too far away, and the officials in the capital are impatient to take care of it. Suzhou is close, but Shaopo is "directly under the jurisdiction", and Suzhou officials have no courage to touch it.

In addition, it is far away from the river and has mountains, and the land is somewhat saline and alkaline and not fertile enough. The annual harvest is not very good. Most of the people live in subsistence and it is difficult to achieve greater development. There is no oil and water, and no future. On the contrary, it attracts many people from all walks of life.

The local ruffians and gangsters are mixed in among them.[

The officers and soldiers don't check, the county magistrate doesn't care, and a few bags of broken silver are paid as a monthly ritual. Why do you want to go through so much trouble? Where can I find a better base than this?

Xiao Liluo and Huangfu Ruoshang were hiding in Shaopo.

Xiao Liluo once thought about leaving Nanzhao temporarily, but he was unwilling to do so. He couldn't go to the prosperous places in big states or counties, and he didn't consider the remote backcountry where news flow was inconvenient. After thinking about it, Shao Po was the most suitable.

In the Sangui Zone, people from all walks of life are mixed together, and the household registration is in chaos. It is not easy to find an ordinary innocent family. There are many foreign villains who are responsible for dozens of lives, and no one will touch them easily.
Chapter completed!