Luoyang city is the capital of Yanling Dynasty. It is one of the most important places in this mountain and river world. Even in the eyes of many mountain monks, Luoyang City will be one of the few places they know.


    In such an important place, there are many people coming and going.


    Even in today''s snowy days, there are not a few people entering the city.


    Therefore, when the caravan entered the city, it did not attract the attention of others. Of course, there were a lot of Epee disciples, and the young man in green shirt who was always quiet on the road did not pay much attention when he left quietly.


    There is a lot of snow on the streets of Luoyang City. It will be difficult for pedestrians to walk on such roads. However, there is no problem for this young man in blue clothes to lead his horse on the street.


    The horse walked slowly because it was not moving fast in the snow.


    Of course, a more important reason is that the person who leads it also walks slowly.


    The man who led it was Li Fuyao, a swordsman in Taiqing.


    For example, there are many monks in his realm, but there are not so many.


    So people like him walk slowly, not because the road is difficult. There are many other reasons.


    His head was full of snowflakes. If he wanted to, he could use his sword to isolate him. But he didn''t know why. Li Fuyao didn''t do anything. He just walked slowly on the street.


    There were few people on the street, so no one would think his dress was too weird.


    But in fact, as long as he enters the city, he will be known.


    He had more than one jade pendant hanging around his waist. One of them was the only thing that the penalty Department of Luoyang city had dedicated to. It was more a magic weapon than a magic weapon. However, when he returned to Luoyang City, he would be known about his whereabouts by the emperor of Yanling, unless Li Fu shook it off or wrapped it with sword spirit.


    But Li Fuyao didn''t mean to cover up his whereabouts, so he didn''t do anything.


    He walked so slowly in the street that he was waiting for someone.


    When someone knows that he is coming, he will let others come to see him.


    This is a very normal thing, so Li Fuyao has no other emotions. He just waited quietly, walking and waiting. Maybe it''s good.


    When passing through a street and turning into an alley, the snow was less.


    In fact, the snow is not small, but there are many trees on both sides of the lane. The branches are very thick, and thick leaves grow, blocking many snowflakes.


    There was no snow on the ground.


    This kind of tree is called Yingxue. The colder the weather is, the better it grows. It is a kind of tree in the north of mountains and rivers. It should not have grown in Luoyang City. But when the Yanling Dynasty sent troops to pacify the northern rebellion, the official who wrote the war report did not know why he mentioned the tree more, which aroused the interest of the Yanling emperor at that time.


    So when the army returned to the dynasty, they brought many saplings.


    No one has ever taken Yingxue tree away from the northern border, so no one has ever thought about whether it will live after leaving the northern border.


    After all, in this world, there are many things like orange growing in Huainan and orange in Huaibei.


    But something unexpected happened. Although these trees grew slowly, they survived. After decades, they looked very prosperous.


    But the emperor of Yanling who wanted to see this scene did not.


    After all, for the common people, it is still a long time, even if it is a monarch, in the face of this situation, there is no way.


    Time is good medicine and poison.


    ……


    ……


    Li Fuyao didn''t lead his horse into the alley, not because it was too narrow.


    Just don''t want to, just don''t want to.


    Human thought, sometimes very inexplicable, sometimes appears very strange.


    Li Fuyao walked several steps and a man came out of the alley.


    The man was very young, but his face was familiar.


    Li Fuyao looked at him and stopped. He vaguely remembered what he said to himself on the mountain road of Ganhe mountain several years ago.


    Of course, before that, in that restaurant, I also said a lot.


    Of course, if you go back to the front, you will have a bad memory.


    Li Fuyao did not recall any more. When the young man came to him, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder. Naturally, the action was not big.


    The young man raised his head, but lost his mind for a moment. Then he said with a surprised smile, "Mr. Li!"


    Li Fuyao replied, "Lord Chen."


    On the way, Li Fuyao heard a lot about Luoyang City. When he was near Luoyang City, he heard many more interesting things.


    For example, a ministry official named Chen Bingjun was supposed to be a good official. However, he was targeted several times and went to the Ministry of work to be responsible for some trivial matters. Some days ago, he even forgot Nancheng when he was cleaning the snow. As a result, many ministers quarreled over this matter.Although he was finally suppressed, everyone knew that if the young official did not have a good backing, his official career would be over.


    Li Fuyao used to be a storyteller when he didn''t practice sword. Now, after practicing sword, he is fond of listening to stories.


    In this story, the image of Chen Bingjun is not very good.


    But Li Fuyao didn''t care.


    He still remembered the young man who was in high spirits on Ganhe mountain.


    He seldom admires a person, but it is obvious that this person in front of him is worthy of his admiration. Li Fuyao asked, "how is your life?"


    From the stories I heard before, Chen Bingjun should have been very bad.


    If Li Fuyao knew, why did he ask.


    Because your idea is never the party''s idea. He knows it deeply, so he asks.


    Chen Bingjun said with a smile, "if you go to the Ministry of work, you can look at these places quietly for many years. I don''t know how comfortable it is."


    Speaking of this, Chen Bingjun thought of the emperor in the small courtyard before, and thought that even if Mr. Yan Qing had a good intention, he might leave the Ministry of labor and appear in the public''s sight.


    Moreover, with this incident, it is certain that no one will crowd him out in the future. Whether the official career will be smooth or not is irrelevant to outsiders. This is a wonderful thing.


    But Chen Bingjun is not very happy.


    He said with some melancholy: "I will leave the Ministry of labor in the future. Although there will be such a day, I always think it can be slower and wait for at least several decades."


    This was originally a complaint of no importance, so it soon changed the subject.


    Looking at Li Fuyao''s dress, Chen Bingjun asked, "where has Mr. Li gone these years?"


    He is not a big man or a monk. He is just a ministry official in Luoyang, so he can''t know too much about other things. Even the big event happened in the past few days, he didn''t know about it.


    He and Li Fuyao are people of two worlds.


    Li Fuyao looked at him. He didn''t say too much about it. He only said that he went to a very north place, which was a bit more north than the northernmost part of the mountain and river.


    Ordinary people will know about the North Sea, but they will not be very clear about it. The demon land is even more unclear.


    There are demons and ghosts in this world, which is known to many people in the world. Only monks know that there are a group of demons living in a piece of land.


    Chen Bingjun nodded with a smile and said some gossips. After learning that Li Fuyao was going to stay in Luoyang City for some time, he did not chat with him and left in a hurry.


    Although the Ministry of works is a place that everyone does not want to go, there are many things. Now the snow problem in Luoyang City needs them to solve.


    To be exact, it needs him to arrange.


    After Chen Bingjun turned to leave, Li Fuyao left the alley and came to the gate of a humble courtyard.


    At the door, there were two pots of orchids as before.


    Li Fu shakes off the snow on his shoulders.


    Into the courtyard.


    In the courtyard, Wang Yanqing is playing with Gu Shiyan. This is real go.


    In the whole Yanling, only Gu Shiyan is qualified to compete with Wang Yanqing.


    When Li Fuyao walked into the courtyard, it was the time when Wang Yanqing lost his son.


    After that, the game is decided on the chessboard.


    Wang Yanqing stood up, looked at Li Fuyao and said with a smile, "long time no see."


    He looked at Li Fuyao with a sincere smile.


    Gu Shiyan asked for a monthly pass by the way, ten thousand vertical and horizontal coins plus a chapter.


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