Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 622 What I'm thinking about now is, where exactly is Zhang Qingyang!
Donghan County.

Sheriff's Mansion.

"Brother Zhao, how can you still sit still?" Liu Peiyuan, who was pacing around the hall with his hands behind his back, turned to look at Zhao Defang and stopped in his tracks.

News of the attack from Eagle Fall Gorge has arrived: three thousand guards have been surrounded, and the Grandmaster of the Prefecture is on his way to their rescue.

Then, a Grandmaster-level expert attacked the Prefectural Governor's Mansion, but was eventually forced to retreat by the experts stationed there.

Then, thunder rumbled from the direction of Eagle Falling Gorge, and sword light tore through the heavens and earth.

The sky was bathed in light and shadow.

Just as Liu Peiyuan asked, how could Zhao Defang still sit still?

Zhao Defang, who was in charge of the prefectural government's affairs, looked up, chuckled, and shook his head: "These were all arranged by Marquis Qingyang. What does it have to do with us?"

"Whether it's a Grandmaster or the Nine Yang Sword Immortal, can you or I mobilize them to resist?"

These two questions left Liu Peiyuan speechless, his lips twitching.

The Grandmasters couldn't move them.

They couldn't stop the Nine Yang Sword Immortals.

"We need to borrow grain from Yunming Prefecture, transport supplies for the river works, and put pressure on the powerful families. Fortunately, we don't need to worry about the Jiuchuan River Waterway Administration, otherwise we would already be overwhelmed by these matters alone."

Zhao Defang shook his head helplessly.

Without the prestige of Marquis Qingyang, even if he were authorized by Marquis Qingyang, he wouldn't dare say that he could handle everything perfectly.

"Brother Liu, I would like to trouble you to have some grain and fodder sent to Yunming Prefecture from the surrounding prefectures and counties—"

Before Zhao Defang could finish speaking, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the hall.

"Report——"

Black Ice Guard agents dressed in black robes rushed over.

"Twenty-two grandmasters joined forces to block Wu Daoling, the Nine Yang Sword Immortal, at Luoying Gorge."

In the main hall, Zhao Defang, who had been sitting upright, suddenly stood up.

Liu Peiyuan, who was standing to the side, stared wide-eyed.

In the lobby, only the sound of wind and panting could be heard.

After a long while, Zhao Defang finally came to his senses and raised his hand to signal the spies to leave.

He turned around, looked towards the back hall of the prefectural government, and whispered.

"Lord Qingyang, what a grand gesture..."

……

Jiujiang Prefecture.

Sheriff's Mansion.

On the long table in front of Marquis Pingyun Xun Huo lay thick volumes of documents and books.

He and Zhou Chang were in charge of the logistics of the Eastern Frontier Camp. Now that Zhou Chang was stationed at the Yunming Prefecture Camp, he had half as many things to do.

Especially with the Marquis of Qingyang seriously injured, chaos erupted on all sides, and many previously smooth processes went awry.

This left him somewhat exhausted.

"My lord, at Luoying Gorge, twenty-two Grandmasters have blocked Wu Daoling at Luoying Gorge."

The old man in the green robe who rushed into the hall was full of excitement.

Xun Huo's ink brush trembled, and a drop of ink fell onto the scroll in front of him.

He stared intently at the scroll in front of him, then suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"Wow—"

He swept all the scrolls and books on the table onto the floor and stood up.

"Good, this is the way of our Great Qin."

"I want to see if even Wu Daoling can't make an inch of progress, then who else in the Eastern Territory will dare to outwardly comply but inwardly defy me?"

"Go and tell those merchants that I am currently very busy with official duties and need to issue approvals. They should come back after the matter at Luoying Gorge is over."

The old man in the lobby nodded, then turned and left.

As a servant of the Marquis of Pingyun's household, he naturally knew that his master had been troubled by these trivial matters and was feeling irritable.

it's good now.

After today, let's see who dares to question the general trend in the Eastern Territory!
Inside the main hall, Xun Huo's smile slowly faded as he looked at the night sky outside and suddenly murmured something.

"I'm not as good as Zhang Qingyang..."

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Donghan County.

The river embankment on the north side.

River workers' camping tents on the riverbank.

The curtain of a tent housing seven or eight river workers was flung open, and Wang Huanzhi, his face gleaming with knowledge, rushed in and pulled Cao Jiada, who was lying on the bed, up. "My lord, my lord—"

Wang Huanzhi's call made the river workers lying around him open their eyes and slowly sit up.

These days, Cao Jiada has been living and working alongside the river workers, reassuring the millions of workers on the riverbank.

Even after news of Qingyang Marquis's serious injury spread and many rumors circulated among the river workers, Cao Jiada still personally went to the river embankment every day to carry mud and sand.

The excavated river channel stretches out visibly.

"What are you howling about?" Cao Jiada pushed Wang Huanzhi's hand away, pressed his palm against his arm, and lowered his voice, "Don't panic no matter what trouble you encounter, stay calm."

Wang Huanzhi paused for a moment, nodded, glanced at the river workers around him, and then lowered his voice: "Sir, with the help of twenty-two Grandmasters, we have blocked Wu Daoling, the number one on the Heavenly Ranking, at Luoying Gorge. Eight hundred thousand Eastern Wei sword cultivators cannot advance an inch."

"What!" Cao Jiada jumped up and shouted.

His actions prompted the other river workers in the tent to quickly get up.

Cao Jiada gripped Wang Huanzhi's arm tightly and shouted, "Say it again!"

"My lord, twenty-two Grandmasters—"

Before Wang Huanzhi could even speak, Cao Jiada shouted, "Louder!"

"Twenty-two Grandmasters have blocked Wu Daoling at Luoying Gorge!" Wang Huanzhi roared, his face flushed red.

"How many Grandmasters?" Cao Jiada shouted.

Wang Huanzhi had now realized what was happening and shouted at the top of his lungs, "My Great Qin has twenty-two Grandmasters!"

"Who is Wu Daoling?" Cao Jiada shouted again.

"Wu Daoling, the Nine Yang Sword Immortal, is ranked number one on the Heavenly Ranking and the strongest expert in Yongtian Continent!" Wang Huanzhi's voice had already reached outside the tent.

"Who orchestrated such a major event?" Cao Jiada asked again.

Wang Huanzhi shuddered and murmured, "Marquis Qingyang..."

"Of course it was Qingyang Hou who planned this, using himself as bait to gather twenty-two Grandmasters in Donghan County to besiege and kill Wu Daoling, the number one on the Heavenly Ranking!" Cao Jiada's eyes shone brightly as he looked up to the sky and shouted.

"This is the Marquis's truly astonishing plan!"

Cao Jiada's voice echoed inside and outside the tent.

Outside the main tent, the initial hustle and bustle gradually turned into a rising roar.

Countless river workers went from whispering to talking freely, and then to shouting.

Marquis Qingyang orchestrated a scheme, gathering twenty-two grandmasters in Donghan County to besiege and kill Wu Daoling, the number one martial arts master in the land.

Countless voices are conveying this message.

The Qin Dynasty valued martial prowess.

Grandmasters are figures revered by all under heaven.

The Marquis of Qingyang's plan was exactly what countless river workers dared not imagine, yet desperately longed to see.

This is truly a world-shaking situation!

Inside the tent, Cao Jiada listened to the sounds outside and a smile appeared on his face.

He waved his hand and lay back down on the bed.

"Old Wang, give the order to have an extra meal tomorrow."

Wang Huanzhi grinned and walked out of the tent.

Inside the tent, the other river workers sat on their beds, discussing the matter amongst themselves.

A moment later, the sound of Cao Jiada snoring could be heard from inside the tent.

……

The capital of the State of Qi.

Jiang Yuanliang stood on the stone steps outside the main hall, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, his eyes filled with light and shadow.

"Your Majesty, Headmaster Yao made his move at the Donghan County government office, and then appeared at Luoying Gorge."

"He challenged Wu Daoling after the twenty-one grandmasters of Qin had made their move."

Before the stone steps, the old man in the black robe hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Let alone Headmaster Yao, even I, in such a scene, would probably not be able to resist..."

Challenging the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking—such a challenging opportunity for honing one's skills is something that probably no grandmaster in the world could refuse.

Jiang Yuanliang sighed softly, shook his head with a bitter smile.

Although Yao Baiyue was the headmaster of Caiwei Academy in Eastern Wei and thus a citizen of Wei, such a person was never someone that the emperor of Eastern Wei could control.

In fact, once one's cultivation reaches the Grandmaster realm, it is basically beyond the control of imperial power.

Unless it is the Qin imperial power.

“It’s normal for Master Yao to take action,” he said in a low voice, a deep glint in his eyes. “What I’m thinking about now is—”

Where exactly is Zhang Qingyang?!

(End of this chapter)