Lanke Chess Edge

More than a month later, in one of the back gardens of the Dragon Palace of the Tongtian River Water Mansion, Ji Yuan and Lao Long were sitting at the garden table facing each other. This time there was no chessboard on it, just cakes and tea.

Ji Yuan and Ying's three dragons also came back here yesterday, but they don't need to worry about searching for dragon corpses and seeing the hibiscus tree and the sun golden crow for the time being. The old Huanglong Huang Yuzhong will be mainly responsible for informing the dragon clan For this matter, Ji Yuan and the others were happy to have a rest.

At this moment, Ji Yuan was taking the Xiezhi painting scroll out of his sleeve, and slowly unfolding it on the table. The soft and clear water waves in the water mansion had no effect on the painting scroll. The old dragon stared carefully at the vivid Xiechi on the scroll, while chewing a handful of berries in his mouth.

Ji Yuan looked at the unresponsive Xiezhi on the scroll, put his hand on the scroll and slowly poured in some mana, watching the Xiezhi on the scroll become more and more vivid and the colors gradually brighter, then spoke in a deep voice.

"Xiezhi, do you have anything to say to Ji?"

Ji Yuan's question seems to be unclear, but there is actually a reason for it. When he was observing the Fusang Sacred Tree, Ji Yuan took out the Xiezhi scroll more than once, but how did the Haechi scroll respond to those few times? nothing.

After Ji Yuan finished asking, he waited for a while, but the picture scroll still didn't respond. The old dragon took a look at Ji Yuan, and just like Ji Yuan, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiezhi, have you seen the hibiscus tree and the sun golden crow before?"

After waiting for a while, there was still no response from the picture scroll. Ji Yuan and Lao Long looked at each other, and the latter nodded slightly. The next moment, Ji Yuan waved his sleeve and threw out a corpse, which was as big as several tables. It is the kind of monster that attacked the dragon group outside Xutang Valley.

"Um?"

Xiezhi on the painting scroll suddenly made a sound of doubt, Ji Yuan picked up the painting scroll and pointed it at the monster's corpse.

"Want to say something?"

Black smoke began to rise from the scroll, and Xiezhi's animal head was already close to the surface of the scroll, as if it was about to emerge from the scroll.

"Tiger Jiao? This ghost's appearance is only six-pointed at most, and it's also a bit smaller... Take its blood and give it to me!"

Tiger Jiao? Ji Yuan didn't have any impression of the tiger jiao in his heart, it sounded like a jiaolong, but Xiezhi actually said that he had sextuple resemblance. But put aside all these considerations for the time being, he looked at Xiezhi in the picture scroll and said.

"Are you just a painting, or is there something special about you, who painted you?"

"Take his blood marrow to my uncle, draw his blood marrow to this uncle!"

Xiezhi began to repeat his words again, Ji Yuan frowned, thinking that Xiezhi was playing stupid again, this time he didn't bother to fight with Xiezhi, so he just shook his hand vigorously, put away the scroll, and responded No time for Xiezhi.

"Uh, Mr. Ji, why did you just put away the scroll?"

The old dragon was slightly puzzled, he thought that Ji Yuan would have another conversation with the Xiezhi on the painting, and Ji Yuan did not hide it from the old dragon, looking at the painting and speaking bluntly.

"Although it is said that Xiezhi is a just beast, it is not completely believed. The one in this picture may be a real Xiezhi, and it cannot help him all the time. Such ancient beasts with names and surnames cannot be regarded as ordinary monsters. The Sun Golden Crow Old Mr. Ying has seen it, Xiezhi is naturally impossible to match the Golden Crow, but it is definitely not easy, since this Xiezhi frequently pretends to be stupid in front of us, it is impossible for Ji to help this Xiezhi all the time."

The old dragon's expression was clear, recalling the shock when he saw the Golden Crow, he naturally looked up to Xie Zhi quite a bit.

"Mr. Ji's concern is reasonable, please drink some tea."

"please."

While the two were tasting tea, Ying Ruoli also entered the courtyard. She had just returned from her temple in Tongtian River.

"Father, Uncle Ji, I'm back."

The old dragon pointed to the position beside the table.

"Sit down and talk about the changes in the past three years."

Ying Ruoli approached the table and sat down, and told about all the things she knew. What she was talking about was not about the internal affairs of the Dragon Clan, nor was it about the major matters of the Divine Dao, and it didn't even have much to do with cultivation. Things that happened.

For the practitioners, it is just three years, but for the human world, it is not long or short. There are two things that Ying Ruoli should emphasize. The first is that Emperor Dazhen Hongwu passed away a year ago , After the new emperor succeeded to the throne, he did not give himself a title like the previous emperors. Influenced by the education of the emperor Yin Zhaoxian from childhood, the new emperor believed that if he did not love vanity, he would not be an outstanding emperor. qualifications.

After Ying Ruoli finished the first thing slowly, Ji Yuan put down the teacup and sighed thoughtfully.

"Really, Emperor Hongwu is dead..."

At the beginning, Ji Yuan could see that Yang Hao's life was not going well, but after entering "Wild Fox Shame" together, he got better, but he didn't expect that he would pass away after only two more years and less than one o'clock.

"The second thing, um, Uncle Ji, Daddy, you may not have guessed that the Zuyue Kingdom has launched troops against Dazhen."

Ying Ruoli just finished speaking, but Lao Long didn't respond, while Ji Yuan was obviously taken aback.

"Huh? The Zuyue Kingdom launched troops against Dazhen?"

This plan was unexpected, and it was possible to reverse it when he thought about it. How could the Zuyue Kingdom take the lead in breaking the armistice contract and mobilizing troops against Dazhen?

"That's right, and Uncle Ji, just half a year after Emperor Hongwu died, the Zuyue Kingdom raised 80,000 troops, known as 300,000 soldiers, conquered the six passes and thirteen villages on the border of Dazhen in two months, and entered Qizhou. The land of the border has fallen..."

This development sounded like fate and even felt a little dramatic. Zuyue's domestic and foreign troubles were turbulent, and he could achieve such a result? This should be Zuyue Kingdom's last fight, right?

"What about Dazhen's reaction?"

Ji Yuan frowned and asked, Ying Ruoli knew that Uncle Ji was more concerned about Da Zhen's affairs, so of course he answered truthfully and in detail.

"The whole country in Dazhen was outraged, from the gentry to the common people, they were all angry at the attack of the ancestors. In my temple, there were many people who prayed for the victory of the Dazhen war. Now there are even many Confucian scholars. They all throw their pens into the army, and there are many Confucian scholars who carry their swords with them..."

"oh……"

Ji Yuan nodded slowly, and the old dragon beside him smiled.

"Hehe, it's interesting. Although the old man doesn't have much interest in human affairs, he also knows that the human nature of the Yue country is full of holes. Hearing Ruoli's meaning, Dazhen has suffered a lot?"

Calculating fate is already counting, and it is hard to say anything about human luck, but it is difficult to calculate the future, but it does not take too much effort to calculate the past, and you can get a general direction.

"To put it bluntly, Dazhen's frontier army underestimated the enemy, and they suffered a big loss because of their mental calculations and unintentional calculations."

Even if it’s not watching the video, with such a big direction of hexagram, I don’t know the absolute details, but it’s probably not a problem to know. In general, almost everyone in the Dazhen Army thinks that the national conditions of the Zuyue Kingdom are extremely bad. He also didn't have the courage to attack Dazhen at all, and even thought that the existing army of the Zuyue Kingdom would not have much combat effectiveness, so he underestimated the enemy and was defeated.

Hearing these two things, Ji Yuan sighed slightly, got up and left directly, the old dragon didn't stay any longer, but gave Ji Yuan the small altar of ambergris that he had promised before, but even if there was nothing to do with Ying Feng, Originally, this wine was also intended to be drunk with Ji Yuan.

After leaving the water mansion, the waves flew away with fog, and not long after, Ji Yuan landed in the city of Gyeonggi Prefecture.

The streets are still bustling and bustling, Ji Yuan walks on the streets, pedestrians and merchants come and go.

"Sell pancakes, newly baked pancakes~~" "Candied haws, sour and sweet..."

"Bows and arrows, I'm selling bows and arrows, a strong bow with a stone, you can wear the armor of Zu Yue's thief from a hundred steps away!"

...

Ji Yuan was walking on the street, he could hear all kinds of noisy conversations and cries, his eyes were wandering in the street, although it was blurry, it seemed that in this early winter season, eight out of ten people dressed like Confucian scholars All of them are wearing swords, hanging on their waists and walking with their swords on their backs. His plan of fate seems different.

Suddenly, outside the teahouse not far away, a guy shouted loudly.

"There is news about the frontier army. There is news about the frontier army in this teahouse, but if you come to order tea in the building, you will get a plate of refreshments~~~"

"What, news from the frontier army?" "Go and see!"

"Wait for me, take a seat, take a seat!"

...

Many people on the street who heard the sound started to move, and some vendors who set up stalls also asked the vendors nearby to help take care of the stalls, while they hurried to the direction where the sound was lively, especially among the scholars and pedestrians on the street. .

Ji Yuan paused, and then walked forward at a faster speed. When he reached the edge of the teahouse, the seats inside were already full, but there were still people coming. The table in the teahouse originally had a table for four people , At least eight or nine people are crowded now, and there are more people sitting on small stools by the corridor pillars, or simply standing, almost everyone is holding a teacup in their hands, and the tea doctor is holding a teapot and pouring tea one by one.

The teahouse was almost completely surrounded, and several tea doctors poured tea around with teapots, just like the highly skilled bus conductor in the memory of his previous life, who could make everyone buy the same ticket on the overcrowded bus. The only exception was a table next to the counter, where stood a middle-aged Confucian scholar holding a paper fan.

"Everyone, the Zuyue rats bullied me too much! Taking advantage of my frontier army's unpreparedness and entering Qizhou, the Zuyue Kingdom was in turmoil. The so-called soldiers were like bandits. They burned, killed and looted Qizhou, which attracted more and more people from the Zuyue Kingdom A lot of bandit soldiers have entered the country, so I rushed to help Qizhou with several armies, Pioneer has already fought several battles with Zuyue bandit soldiers!"

"A bunch of bastards!" "Yeah, I wish I could go to the battlefield to serve my country!"

"Our dynasty is stable and peaceful, and our country is strong and powerful. The Zu Yue rats don't want to appreciate my dynasty's generosity to him, and dare to seek their own death!"

For a while, the crowd in the teahouse was furious.