Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 465: Emergency military information

The two alien flying sky blue moire nicknamed donkeys are very cheerful, running in small steps.

Little Donkey is pulling an extremely ordinary black-lacquered carriage behind him. Zhao Yao is like a wooden statue, sitting in the carriage steadily. His face was as sinking as water, his figure remained motionless, and even the clothes on his body were not wrinkled in the slightest.

Solid and magnanimous, what happened at the gate of his house a few months ago, when people sprayed the gate of his house with horse blood, as if it had never happened.

The carriage entered the Jiuquxitang and proceeded along the winding forest road.

Zhao Yao finally turned his head, glanced at the "Sanshengtang" surrounded by greenery along the road, and frowned slightly.

Out of the cardinal's instinct for the secret probe, Zhao Yao is full of curiosity about world affairs. Although the main responsibilities of the Cardinal Hall were aimed at the two enemy countries of Dawei and Dawu, Zhao Yao had a team of people who were responsible for spying on various secrets within Dajin.

In Jiuquxi Hall, the owner of the courtyards of thousands of buildings, he has mastered ninety-nine percent of it.

Only the real owner of Sanshentang, he has not been able to find out.

The master of the Sanshengtang is an emperor merchant in Anyang City who specializes in supplying tribute silks and tribute brocades to the royal family. However, how could the emperor merchants own such a house in Jiuquxi Hall?

How many princes with no real power still stare at the property in Jiuquxi Hall?

However, no matter how Zhao Yao's people investigate, it is always impossible to find out who uses the Sanshengtang on weekdays. In Anyang City, those people under Zhao Yao must not be able to make too much noise, so the true master of Sanshengtang has always been a mystery to Zhao Yao.

My heart is itching badly.

Zhao Yao hates this situation that cannot be fully controlled.

With a deep gaze towards Sanshentang, Zhao Yao gave a soft, almost inaudible cold snort, then took out an egg-yolk-sized top-quality big bead, held it in his hand and played it carefully. stand up.

The two little donkeys who had just started running happily, passing around the most exquisite and gorgeous mansions, and finally came to a pale silver bamboo forest. After making two turns along the winding path, crossing a bamboo bridge over a crystal clear stream, the carriage stopped in front of a three-story building called ‘Tingfeng Pavilion’.

A few faint clouds of smoke spewed out from the silver bamboo forest, and the entire bamboo forest fell into an extremely restrained and mysterious restriction.

Zhao Yao got out of the carriage, straightened his waist, and looked around.

The white-haired old man driving a car stood tremblingly on the side, looking like a dying man, the cold light in a pair of triangular eyes was extremely sharp, like a blade, quickly sweeping the entire courtyard, and he said, "Old is not a thief." 'This sentence is explained incisively and vividly.

A brocade-covered, graceful middle-aged man with a brilliant smile, greeted him from the front of the small building, and bowed deeply to Zhao Yao: "My lord, come here, please! "

"Yeah." Zhao Yao nodded, followed the middle-aged man with a smile, and walked slowly into the Tingfeng Pavilion.

The old man who drove Zhao Yao smiled and sat on the shaft of the car. He took out a long, big pipe, filled a fist-sized metal pipe with burnt tobacco, and shook his finger to sparkle. After removing the shredded tobacco, he smoked it'clicky'.

One by one, cyan smoke rings slowly spurted out of the pipe, turning into large and small cyan apertures, which blended into the prohibition in the bamboo forest.

In a short while, the entire Tingfeng Pavilion's restrictions were in the grasp of the old man. Even if the array mage who originally arranged all the restrictions of Tingfeng Pavilion took action personally, the old man would surely be alarmed if he wanted to invade here.

On the third floor of Tingfeng Pavilion, a large round table inlaid with eight treasures is placed upright in the center, and a dozen of cases around it are displayed with various rare treasures. No lights were lit on the third floor, and all the jewels on the table had already illuminated the pavilion.

Beside a note, an old man with a long beard and full of beauty is carrying his hands behind his back, surrounded by several men of different heights and shorts. A group of people are laughing and commenting on all the notes on the note. Such a treasure.

The line was beautifully born, and the maid with endless awe-inspiring smiles as her eyes turned, standing aside with all kinds of amorous feelings, quietly waiting for everyone's call.

"Master Gu, good spirits!" Zhao Yao went up to the third floor, and suddenly laughed: "You are such a pure and noble person, it is rare to see you on weekdays."

The old man with long beard smiled and turned around and bowed his hand to Zhao Xi: "Ashamed, ashamed, it is very expensive? Well, Master Zhao Yao, this is Mr. Wan Hongwan, this... is Wan Mr. Hong's eldest son Wan Xi."

Master Gu pointed to a shorter old man next to him. This jeweled body was rich and graceful, but he behaved very cautiously, even with a hint of restraint, it was Wan Hong.

Wan Xi is the middle-aged man who greeted Zhao Yao on the third floor.

Wan Hong stepped forward abruptly, bent down a little bit hard, and bowed deeply to Zhao Yao: "Master Zhao, rude, rude, the villain should have come to meet him personally, it's really rude."

Master Gu smiled and shook his head and waved his hand: "Master Zhao, it is the old man who asked Mr. Wan to introduce the origin of these precious treasures to the old man. Haha, please don't take offense, Master Zhao, really, these are here today. Baby, nothing is ordinary."

Zhao Yao smiled and nodded, his eyes quickly scanned over a dozen cases.

Then he smiled more brilliantly, and his breath became quite gentle and full of affinity. Sure enough, as the ancient master said, the treasures displayed on these dozens of records are rare treasures, even Zhao Yao, it is not so easy to get them.

Zhao Yao took a deep look at Wanhong. As a merchant, with such strength, well, it's worth coming today.

"Please, Master Zhao, please!" Master Gu smiled and took Zhao Yao's hand. The two came to the round table and rejected each other. After all, Zhao Yao became the chairman, while Master Gu sat Accompany you.

The other men, together with Wan Hong, Wan Xi and his son, all smiled and carefully sat down at the round table according to their status.

The maids walked up like butterflies around the flowers, holding the Qibao glazed jug, and filled the crystal bottles in front of Zhao Yao and others with amber-colored exquisite wine. Suddenly, the mellow aroma of wine is like the essence, filling the entire three-story pavilion, smoky, and letting people not drink and get drunk.

Master Gu raised Jiu Zun and nodded to Zhao Yao with a smile: "Master Zhao, this Wan Hong had some friendship with the old man in his early years. I am afraid that only Talent Zhao has the ability to help one or two, so I took the liberty to place an invitation to Mr. Zhao. Come, come and drink this cup."

Wan Hong and Wan Xi's father and son stood up immediately, smiling, not daring to say anything, just raised Jiu Zun and looked at Zhao Yao with humility.

Zhao Yao glanced at Wan Hong and Wan Xi with a little restraint, pondered for a moment, nodded to Master Gu with a smile, picked up Jiu Zun, and gently touched Jiu Zun in Master Gu's hand, and then the two laughed. Drink it all.

Beside the round table, the other six men, as well as Wan Hong, Wan Xi and his son laughed at the same time. Each of them was full of joy, raising the wine statue one after another, and drank the wine in one sip.

The atmosphere on the round table suddenly became alive.

An ancient master named Gu Haoran, the chief academician of the Book Secret Pavilion "Wenhua Hall" of the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of God, the head of the four arts of the imperial palace, accompanied the emperor of Dajin on weekdays, and wrote with the emperor of Dajin He writes and paints, plays the piano and plays chess, and sometimes even some of the will of the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty is also dictated by the emperor. He writes and writes, and he is the top and noble character in Anyang.

Gu Haoran has no real power, but he has a huge influence and a very wide network of contacts. Even a strong leftist like Linghu Qingqing will sell him three points.

Therefore, in Anyang City, some people say that as long as you can smoothly enter the gate of Gu Haoran's house, there are very few things that cannot be done.

How much friendship did Wan Hong and Gu Haoran have in their early years?

Hehe, Zhao Yao naturally didn’t believe these words. In Gu Haoran’s mansion, there are his eyes and ears. Zhao Yao knows when Wan Hong asked to come and how much it cost. There is nothing he doesn't understand.

Even the origin of Wan Hong, Zhao Yao is also clear.

Just to the southeast of Anyang City, the most prosperous land of the Kingdom of Dajin, there is a country called ‘Zhongluo’, and its lord is a prince of Dajin’s imperial family.

The backing behind Wanhong's business name, "Sijiangyuan", is the king's son who is most beloved by the Lord Zhonglu and who has the most opportunity to take over the throne. Therefore, Sijiangyuan has been doing well, and the wealth is extremely amazing.

Six months ago, the hapless Wang Shizi was suddenly revealed that he had an affair with the concubine of Zhongluo Xinna. After a royal fight with bright swords and arrows, Wang Shizi died unexpectedly. He and him on weekdays A prince with the worst relationship took over his throne.

Sijiangyuan is a cornucopia of wealth for the dead ghost king, and it has long attracted the prying eyes of countless people.

At this moment, the backing fell, Wan Hongman's life is worrying, and there is a risk of family destruction at any time.

Wan Hong is also a cruel master. When his backer fell, he immediately donated and absconded. The huge Sijiangyuan became an empty shelf overnight. The shops and industries in Sijiangyuan are scattered in dozens of surrounding countries. It was sold for sale in a short period of time, and the astronomical amount of money became Wan Hong's private property.

At this moment, Wan Hong begged Wan Haoran, wanting to save his life.

According to Zhao Yao's heart, he wanted to swallow Wanhong's whole family in one bite. He has this strength and the confidence to do it all.

But, one is Gu Haoran's face, the other is his Zhao Yao's face, and the third is Zhao Yao's heart, he knows that making a fortune is not as good as a long run.

If you swallow Wanhongman's door in one gulp and make a fortune, those old guys in the Zhao family will also stretch out their hands.

With such a long flow, slowly taking advantage of Wan Hong's house, such a ‘graceful and calm behavior’ conforms to his identity, conforms to the impression he has always given to others, and is more in his interest.

Putting down Jiu Zun, Zhao Yao said lightly: "Mr. Wan Hong, you can rest assured... Wan Xi, do you intend to serve in the military?"

Wan Hong laughed, and Wan Xi stood up overjoyed, and knelt down awe-inspiringly towards Zhao Yao's grand salute: "Master Zhao appreciates it, this is the honor of Caomin!"

Gu Haoran also smiled brightly.

When Wan Hongtuo's relationship approached him, he had already explained his conditions.

After Gu Haoran received his share of filial piety, he also relayed Wan Hong's terms to Zhao Yao.

And Zhao Yao also explained his conditions and threshold to Gu Haoran.

Under the operation of Gu Haoran, all tacit understanding has been achieved.

All the performances at this moment are just the last step of completing the process, which is equivalent to a business contract. Everyone stamps and seals on it to completely finalize all the results.

Zhao Yao nodded, and he said solemnly: "Wan Xi is quite famous and talented. This is what the official has heard of. This year, this official has a special sponsorship quota, which I will give you. Stop...The official position is not high. The Department of Grain and Grass of the Military Headquarters is still missing a sixteenth grade of grass."

Zhao Yao said calmly with a smile on his face: "This matter is very leisurely, but very important. Don't look at the ranks of the sixth-rank chief officials. They are at least in charge of tens of thousands of large and small pastures. There are millions of pastoral workers. , The soldiers listen to you."

With a raised eyebrow, Zhao Yao said proudly: "The important thing is that no one dares to touch military officials, so you can rest assured."

Zhao Yao glanced at Wan Hong and Wan Xi who were ecstatic, and smiled softly: "Even if he is the leader of a country, unless he personally holds an important position in the military department, don't say that he is the leader of the sixth rank. Officials of the ninth rank did not dare to move."

Wan Hong and Wan Xi were overjoyed and bowed to Zhao Yao in salute.

After escaping from Zhongluo, they have been afraid of revenge from Zhongluo and Wang Shizi.

At this moment, I relied on Zhao Yao and caught up with the military. Their lives and wealth have been saved... Although the price paid is a bit high, but think about it, these costs did not belong to them originally, so Although it hurts a bit, it doesn't hurt much to the bones.

So, the round table was staggered, Zhao Yao also slightly let go, eating and drinking heartily with the group of people.

The other six men on the round table are all cleansers beside Wan Haoran. To put it bluntly, they are a group of gentlemen who eat and drink in Wan Haoran's mansion. They can't pick up their shoulders or carry them with their hands, but they are proficient in all kinds of elegant and funny things, especially all of them are eloquent, and they can speak well, setting off the atmosphere in the attic extremely warm but unconventional.

While Zhao Yao was full of joy, from the southwest of Anyang City, a stream of extremely thin streamers flew quickly, and quickly landed in the heavily guarded palaces and pavilions outside Anyang City.

In the next instant, countless horses roared out, carrying the messenger and rushing towards the city.

Before these messengers broke into the city of Anyang, in the city's imperial palace, on a towering bell tower, the low alarm bell sounded like a muffled thunder, and wave after wave spread throughout Anyang.

Zhao Yao and Wan Haoran stood up at the same time and looked towards the imperial city with a hint of horror.

This is the highest-level alarm bell of the Dajin Kingdom. It is the alarm bell that may sound when facing full-scale war or threats to imperial rule.

This bell sounded only once six thousand years ago. Anyang City has not heard this highest level of alarm for six thousand years.

Zhao Yao and Wan Haoran took out their emergency contact seals from their sleeves at the same time.

But there is no news, no news.

The highest alarm bell in the imperial city has sounded~IndoMTL.com~ but they have not received any news yet.

Zhao Yao took a deep breath and looked at Wan Haoran.

Wan Haoran looked at the seal on Zhao Yao's hand with a hint of astonishment.

As a courtier of the Qing Dynasty, the news is not very well informed, which is excusable. A lot of information does not need to be communicated to him at all.

But as the Lord of the Cardinals, Zhao Yao did not receive news at this moment either...this!

"Master Zhao Yao, let's hurry to the imperial city. You hold an important position in the military department, which is not comparable to the idle ministers like the old man."

Wan Haoran immediately reminded Zhao Yao.

Zhao Yao nodded solemnly, rolled his big sleeve, and all the rare treasures on the dozens of records were taken up by him. Then he sullen his face, his body shook, and a few afterimages were picked up. Arrived in front of Tingfeng Pavilion.

"Go to the imperial city, hurry up."