"We came here because of this. ※%"

The two officials listened to the words of the fine ink-turning man and looked at the other party's confident appearance, and immediately became angry. They thought about all kinds of things before, fearing that because they did not investigate for a while, the relationship between the two sides would be disrupted and the purpose of the above could not be achieved, so they endured humiliation. After all, when they were talking about it, the official position was not high and the people were slight.

But now it’s different. With Qiu Yan’s words, the two officials felt confident and their waists were straight. Not to mention that they came here this time, they were only responsible for notifying them.

Therefore, after the Mozhe finished speaking, the two officials politely saluted and then said, "The Marquis of Dingguo said that this matter is related to the safety of your Tianzhizhou in Zhutuolan, and you cannot be neglected at all, so you must negotiate with you as soon as possible. But since you have no courage to be responsible for this matter immediately, then go back first and find someone who can make the decision."

After saying this, the two of them felt relieved when they saw the shocked expression of Mozhe. After saying this, the other person said, "I will come here to convey the news to your Excellency. After this, the matter between the two parties will be temporarily interrupted. I will no longer be responsible. When someone from your side comes, I will come to visit and say goodbye."

As they said that, the two of them were about to leave.

"Slow down!"

At this time, how can the fine ink turner sit still? Subconsciously speaking.

The few people next to him also showed anxiety. Even the military advisor was still barely calm at this time, but the corners of his eyes kept beating, showing that his heart was not calm.

In fact, when the two officials walked in, the military advisor in Moyi noticed that something was wrong. He was very good at exploring other people's thoughts from the details, so he noticed these two officials at the first time. It was different from the look when he first walked in. It was no longer the kind of fear, worrying about gains and losses, and looking back, but it was even more certain.

Suddenly, the military advisor in Moyi thought something was wrong, but he didn't expect to say something like this in the end. Now, listening to the slight ink call from the two, he remained silent and thought about countermeasures.

"What do you mean?"

After the initial panic, the Flipping Ink-turned-up artist calmed down again. Although his heart was still overwhelming, he still had a lot of majesty on the surface and said coldly: "Is it because you Da Rui, you don't plan to negotiate, and you still have to continue fighting?"

"This is not what a small official like us says," said one of the two officials, "but the order given by the Marquis of Dingguo, saying that you have distracting thoughts. I'm afraid it's difficult to bear the matter, so let you go back and find someone who is more sincere."

"Oh? This is strange." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Flipping Ink Master, "Don't you know. That Zhutuo..."

"This ink master..."

Before the other party could finish his words, an official interrupted him first, and he heard him say, "We are only responsible for receiving people from time to time. We don't know much about the major affairs of the country. If you really want to say it, you must go to the Marquis of Dingguo. It was just that the Marquis of Dingguo had come to you before. You don't want to meet you. Now the Marquis of Dingguo is gone, but you are talking. Since there are so many things you want to say, why did you avoid seeing him at the beginning?"

"You!" The man who turned the fine moist words did not choke in his throat when he heard this, but the anger could not be suppressed no matter what. The Mo family disciples next to him felt it, and as soon as they moved their feet, they surrounded the two officials.

"These things are really not something we can ask about. We two are low-ranking officials, but we are just coming to pass the message. I hope we don't make things difficult for us." But the two officials' expressions changed, their tone was a little trembling, and they didn't give in at all when they said anything.

"Mozhe, let these two people leave first. They are just people who do business and cannot decide anything." At this time, the military advisor of Moyi spoke, and as soon as he spoke, the tension calmed down.

The fine Mozhe glanced at the military advisor, his eyes were cold like a knife, which made the military advisor feel trembling. Then the Mozhe said, "Let these two go."

The two officials were surrounded by everyone and were already sweating and would not stop at this time, so they bowed and left.

After the two left, the Flying Ink-turned-eye turned his eyes and fell on the military advisor's face, and said coldly: "All this is what I do according to the military advisor's wishes, but now I have achieved such a result. What do you think?"

The military advisor Mo Yi sighed inwardly, feeling quite unwilling: "My plan is just to meet his preferences. He is a strategist. He has made plans for the master. You can't get benefits, but I insist on disobeying him. If so, even if he is adopted by him for a while, he will sooner or later be alienated..."

I thought this way, but I couldn't say it out after all, because no one would uphold justice and the top priority was that the military advisor in Moyi could only admit his mistake first and then said: "This negligence has backfired, but it is not impossible to remedy it. My subordinates still have some connections in this Dongdu. I will contact the Marquis of Dingguo again through other channels and try to contact him as soon as possible."

"Since you have a way, then go and do it quickly and don't have more trouble!" The fine ink-turned-in waved his hand, as if he had no intention of listening to the military advisor's longing.

The military advisor in Moyi was also tactful, no longer spoke, and left in a hurry!

After others left, several Mo family disciples next to him couldn't help but say, "No one from Donghua can believe. This military advisor seems to be surrendering, but it won't work. If he fails this time..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, he saw the thin ink-turning man punching the low table beside him, and a crisp sound made the tea cup shatter.

"This Darui Marquis of Dingguo is really too damning! It's so angry!" His face turned red, his eyes wide open, and his bloodshot was covered in it.

When others saw it, they were secretly shocked and quickly closed their voices.

When everyone dared not speak, the fine ink-turned-out man gradually calmed down. His heart was filled with anger that was difficult to vent, and accompanied by huge pressure.

"This time, someone is going to see my joke. If you really go back in shame like this, the consequences will be unimaginable. No matter what, you have to reverse the current situation. It would be fine if Fan Yuan could calm the incident, but if he couldn't..."

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and looked ferocious.

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On the other hand, when such changes occurred in the inn, as the source of everything, Qiu Yan left the yamen, walked alone, passed through the fertile fields, and came to a manor outside the city.

This manor is a academy. From a distance, it looks simple. The plaque in front of the academy says the words "Spring and Autumn".

These two words have a vigorous pen tip, and have a sense of artistic conception that runs through the long river of time. The charm of the word is almost broken. It falls into Qiu Yan's eyes today, and it even captures a trace of the breath of the writer.

Then, he withdrew his gaze and came to the door. Mr. Zheng, who had been in contact with him, was waiting in front of the door. When he saw Qiu Yan, he not only did not have any surprises, but nodded and said, "You are here, I'll wait here for a long time."

"I'm going to lead the way." Qiu Yan bowed his hand, glanced at him, and found many secrets on Mr. Zheng.

When he saw Mr. Zheng, he was limited to his realm, personality and his own luck, as if he was looking at flowers in the fog, but he felt that he was unfathomable. Now, when he looked at him again, he had almost no secrets in his body.

"Mr. Zheng really has some origin. It seems that his body has recently reached the third level of life cultivation, but there is still a hidden state of sexual cultivation. Not only that, there are obvious seal marks inside his body, and there are strong blood in the seal. If it is released, it will be enough to push his combat power up to a level in a short period of time!"

As he walked, Qiu Yan withdrew his gaze and stopped spying. He had already guessed that Mr. Zheng was not a simple person. He is now living in seclusion in the academy. However, when he was young, there might be a legend, but it was a matter of others after all, so I don’t have to ask more questions now.

Soon, the two of them came to the front of the library, which was called the Chunqiu Book Pavilion.

In front of the Book Pavilion, Mr. Zheng stopped and turned to Qiu Yan and said, "Get in, Mr. Shu is waiting for you inside." The latter nodded, and kept stepping straight on the steps.

As soon as the foot landed on the surface of the steps, an ancient, powerful and heavy breath suddenly came to my face. Just like a few years ago, it was different from a few years ago that Qiu Yan no longer simply realized this breath, but at the first moment, he dug out a series of dusty history from the breath. The person was suddenly filled with ancient artistic conception, and even Mr. Zheng was involved in it, and he experienced many historical illusions in an instant. If this person had not been firm in his will, he might have been addicted to it, and Qiu Yan would need to wake him up.

But even so, Mr. Zheng was still surprised and took a few steps back, while Qiu Yan climbed up the steps and walked directly into the book pavilion.

The door of the book pavilion was automatically closed without wind.

In the pavilion, there was silence and darkness, but the tall bookshelf and the booklets filled with them first came into view.

When I looked at it intently, I saw that the many artistic conceptions, history, spirits, etc. in the book appeared. The situation changed the atmosphere of this rather lonely library and was full of vitality.

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book. It turns out that there is a unique world. When I entered this museum, I felt lifeless, as if I walked into the underworld. Now when I looked at it, I was inseparable from life and death, and I couldn't tell the difference between yin and yang."

Qiu Yan said as he walked forward.

A voice came from the depths—

"This is the mystery of both sides of yin and yang, but it's just a fur. I have been here for hundreds of years, but I can only arrange one or two." However, this voice is completely different from the old man in Qiu Yan's memory, cool and full of energy.

Looking at the sound, the purpose was a middle-aged man in simple clothes, with patches on his clothes. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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