Sword Stirs the World

Qifeng mountain is less than 60 miles away from Wuzhou City.

Here, beautiful scenery, outstanding people, a good school of beautiful pastoral scenery.

When Shen Jianxin arrived here all night, it was already the early morning of the next day.

Fortunately, the whole mess in Wuzhou has been handed over to elder martial sister Yu. Anyway, it's not the first time that she's called the royal guards spy. Unexpectedly, this time she's faster. She's completely familiar with the road and knows the way.

In a hurry, the royal guards, led by Yu Caiwei, first took control of Chengshou mansion, then took over Wuzhou barracks and managed 30000 garrisons perfectly.

Although the momentum of the royal guards is not as strong as before, this time it's a famous beginning. Yu Caiwei, a great master of the secret world, is also in charge of the battle. Anyone who doesn't obey the order will be killed with a sword.

The chief general is dead, the deputy general is on top, the deputy general is dead, the Deputy General of the deputy general is on top. In short, it's killing until everyone is convinced.

The royal guards are very clean and neat. Every time a group of officials or generals are summoned, they will announce the crime of LAN Mingyu, the city guard of Wuzhou, and then point out the corpses of the Nuzhen generals to the visitors. They learn that the city guard colludes with the Nuzhen people and plans to surrender to the city. All those who have some blood will scold and express their willingness to obey the arrangement of the royal guards.

Some of LAN Mingyu's best friends were assassinated by Yu Caiwei as soon as they saw that the momentum was not right.

At the end of the night, the whole Wuzhou City was almost cleaned, and the royal guards were able to raise their eyebrows in Wuzhou, scattering all their grievances in recent years.

Even old man Qu and his wife showed their faces this time. As the leaders of the royal guards, the two old people personally combed the officials of different sizes in Wuzhou.

The two elders have been in Wuzhou for nearly 30 years. They have been exposed to a lot of information related to Wuzhou officialdom. They have a clear understanding of the character of these local officials. Therefore, whether they are arresting or releasing people, they are all well founded. They are old and firm, and people can't find any fault. They have to admire the governor for his insight and ability to pick out such capable old men.

The spy on Wuzhou's changeable situation is already on the way. I believe that when the spy arrives in the capital, there will be another big wave.

Shen Jian, the Fuzhen emissary of the royal guards, secretly finds out that Lan Mingyu, governor of Wuzhou, is in touch with the enemy. He makes a quick decision to kill LAN Mingyu and two generals of the Nuzhen clan. Once the news reaches the imperial court, I don't know whether to reward or punish the royal guards? Because this matter is too much involved, no one can guess the final result.

However, for Shen Jianxin, he didn't care at all. Now he just wants to find the queen Zhang Yan quickly, not just to complete the emperor's life, but to ask Zhang Yan if her father escaped from the peach blossom fair disaster.

At the thought of the possibility of his father's news, Shen Jianxin's heart became hot.

Along the paddy field at the foot of Qifeng mountain, Shen Jianxin finally saw the destination of this trip, Xitong village.

In front of me is a wall made of bamboo and wood. It is about three feet high and built against the mountain. It is quite dangerous.

Under the wall of the village, there is a door more than 10 meters high for people to enter and leave. Two Miao soldiers are guarding in front of the door. It looks like a miniature version of the Han City.

Shen Jianxin knows that he has come to the gathering place of Miao people in southern Xinjiang. According to the secret report of the royal guards, the queen Zhang Yan is hiding in this stockade.

At present, this Xitong village is obviously just a small one, with a population of three to five hundred households at most. It is located on the edge of Southern Xinjiang. It is basically a mixture of Han and Miao people. At most, it can only be regarded as a nominal Miao village, which is tainted with the flavor of Miao people's life.

Shen Jianxin, carrying a star hunting bow wrapped in coarse cloth, went to the gate of the village with empty hands.

A Miao man, who was guarding the gate of the village, looked him up and down and asked, "what's the matter?"

Shen Jianxin shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "uncle, I'm here to see what you can do and beg for food."

"Looking for work? Just your little body? let's go! let's go! We don't raise idle people in Xitong village! " The Miao man waved his hand impatiently.

Shen Jianxin was not angry either. He said with a smile: "uncle, although I am thin, I have great strength! I can strike iron! The family used to have a blacksmith's shop

As soon as the words came out, the eyes of the two Miao people who were guarding the door suddenly lit up.

What Miao Village lacks most is craftsmen, and blacksmiths are the most popular among craftsmen. If such a young blacksmith stays in our Xitong village for decades, I don't know how many irons he will make!

As soon as the accounts were settled, the two Miao people who were guarding the gate immediately beamed with joy and called him into the stockade.

So Shen Jianxin easily entered the Xitong village.

After entering the stockade through the stockade wall, he found that the environment here is very good!

Green mountains and green waters, bamboo swaying, a silver waterfall pouring down from the peak, like white practice hanging on the wall, the picture is like a fairyland.

All I heard was the sound of insects, birds and water.

In front of my eyes, I only saw a clear stream, winding out from the end of the waterfall. It was like overlapping brush and ink, and the expression of posture and meaning was between the mountains and rivers.

The bamboo buildings are scattered in the mountains. They are full of the beauty of artificial lines. They are harmonious with nature.

Take a deep breath, only feel the air is incomparably fresh, with a touch of flowers and grass flavor of the air inhaled into the lungs, it is like drinking alcohol, there is a kind of slightly smoked intoxication.

As soon as Shen Jianxin came to this paradise like environment, he felt happy both physically and mentally. He finally understood why the Queen chose to hide in such a place. She really knew how to enjoy it.

The Miao people in the stockade are also very enthusiastic. When they see new outsiders, they cast curious eyes one after another.

Especially those boys and girls who are similar to Shen Jianxin's age, happily passing by him, fighting and peeping at him.

The girls murmured about the new guy, while the boys who heard those comments were unconvinced and held their heads high, proving from time to time that they were the best.

Shen Jianxin looked at this rare harmonious scene and couldn't help smiling.

Although the sparrows are small, they have all kinds of internal organs. Not only do every family have good farmland for farming, but there are also some commercial rudiments in the village. They specially set aside a site for the villagers to trade with the outside world.

Shen Jianxin just pretends to do it. He finds the blacksmith's shop in the stockade. He swings a hammer at random and is praised by Fu Youjia, the teacher of the shop. He changes into a little blacksmith in Xitong stockade.

Shen Jianxin, a new blacksmith, not only earns 30 Wen a month, but also gets an old stilted building.

Miao people are really hospitable. As long as you have skills and abilities, it's easy to live in Miao village.

Shen Jianxin sits in his own small stilted building and slowly closes his eyes, because he is ready to use the art of visualization to make the spirit out of the body.

It's much faster to search for the whereabouts of Queen Zhang Yan in the state of spirit than to find her room by room.