Chapter 45 Mountain Chief!
The captain of the Chen family looked at the dozens of Black Lotus Sect tokens in front of him, especially one of the Order tokens, and his face immediately became luck in my heart was completely shattered, replaced by a deep sense of joy.
A Xiantian Realm envoy and sixty warriors have stayed in the Chen family for several years, and they are all members of the Black Lotus Sect. Fortunately, they were discovered in time, otherwise, once these people have wrong thoughts, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The Chen family is a family of military commanders. Most of the family's strength is located in the Three Hundred Miles Border Fortress. There are not enough manpower in the rear. Most of them are family members of the Chen family, some retired seniors, and a guard team.
With the power of the Black Lotus Sect and the fact that everyone was unprepared, once the Black Lotus Sect took action, it would not be considered a catastrophe, but it would definitely be a bone-crushing pain.
"Thank you very much, Lieutenant Chu Ying. You have helped my Chen family a lot. Those thirty carts of goods should be regarded as a thank you gift. If you need it in the future, you can come to my Chen family and we will try our best to help!" Captain Chen said to He bowed respectfully to Chu Jiang.
"Colonel Chen is polite, as you should be."
After the three of them exchanged pleasantries, the two captains also left. Colonel Chen took away the caravan members, while the captain from Beichuan City took away the Black Lotus Sect's token for Chu Jiang. Please take credit.
The Chen family's thirty carts of goods also bulged the pockets of Chujiang's No. C military town. Among the thirty carts of goods, there were twenty carts of grain, eight carts of spirits to keep out the cold, and the remaining two carts, one and a half. It's an iron pot, and half a cart contains fifty pounds of coarse salt.
The food and iron pots were mediocre, but the eight carts of spirits and coarse salt were really scarce items in the C-size military is naturally no shortage of salt in the army, but it is definitely not much. It is just enough to use. Moreover, salt is an urgent need, and Chujiang will not be dissatisfied with too much salt.
As for spirits, let alone it. Now that the cold winter is coming, a sip can keep you warm for a while. In the north, this is also hard currency.
After checking the goods, Chu Jiang then asked the ten archers to leave and go to Yongping City to find Guo everyone left, the military town named C in Chujiang also returned to peace.
Everything that can be done has been done. Guo Qing, Xu Mo, Sun Cheng, and Du Kun divided their forces. The next step is to wait for the summoning points to be recorded. Once the summoning points are obtained, the next stage of infiltration can begin.
On the other side, in Liangshan City and Liangshan College, an old man wearing a white gown sat in a pavilion, holding a jade pendant in his hand. He looked at the scene in front of him and fell into deep thought. He was the academic administrator of Liangshan Prefecture and also the academic administrator of Liangshan Prefecture. The head of the academy.
In this world, literati also have powerful power, which makes the status of literati not inferior to that of warriors.
There are colleges in each of the twelve states of Dayan, and the heads of the colleges in each state are highly respected beings. Not only do they have a high social status, but they also serve as academic administrators, and their status is no weaker than that of the states. Pastoral.
"Mountain Chief!"
While Xuezheng was meditating, a civil servant wearing a red official robe came from outside and bowed to Xuezheng.
"Zi Qian, you're here." Xuezheng called the civil servant over.
"Chief, is the Sifang Inkstone missing?" Xu Ziqian sat across from the academic administration and asked.
The old man shook his head, "Still missing, I sent someone to use the True Word Jade to ask the camp captain. The True Word Jade was not broken. The Sifang Inkstone should have been taken away by the Northern Barbarians at that time, but I don't know if it was snatched back later. .”
With that said, the old man handed the jade pendant in his hand to Xu Ziqian, the state pastor.
"The True Word Jade was given by the Master, and it is absolutely infallible. However, the Sifang Inkstone in the military town may not be real. The True Word Jade will be strong, but if the battalion commander does not know the truth of the matter, it will be concealed. "Xu Ziqian said. "Alas, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false. The barbarian took the blame and stole the Sifang Inkstone. He will definitely not return it."
"There's a tiny difference, a huge difference. We haven't stepped into the realm of Confucian scholars. We, the literati, have no power to resist in front of the warriors. For more than a month, I have tried my best to find all the connections I can use. "
"In one month, nothing was found. Even the fact that it was taken away by barbarians was not discovered by our investigation. The Liangshan Army told us."
"It's hateful. If I were a Confucian scholar, how could I just watch the cultural relics being stolen!" Academician Lu Ming shouted feebly.
Lu Mingsheng is a genius. He was enlightened at the age of five. He studied hard for ten years. At the age of 11, he entered the literary world. He has clear ears and eyes. .
There is only one step left before the literary spirit can penetrate the heavenly spirit, form the awe-inspiring spirit, and advance to the level of a Confucian , this step is too difficult. From the age of 47 to now 73, for 26 years, Lu Mingsheng is still stuck at this step.
No advanced Confucian scholar, no matter whether he has clear ears and clear eyes, has a photographic memory, or has a divine vision, he cannot stop the sword of a warrior.
The realm of being a scholar, being useless is a scholar, this is the realm we are talking about! "The mountain master has been accumulating for several years. One day, he will be able to break through the bottleneck and become a Confucian scholar!" Xu Ziqian on the side said sincerely.
"I'm already in my seventies. I'm afraid there's no hope for me in this life." Lu Mingsheng shook his head and said.
"I have tried my best, but I am unable to recover the Sifang Inkstone. I will send a message to Master, and I will bear the responsibility for the loss of the Sifang Inkstone."
"The twelve cultural artifacts are of great importance and are related to the safety of the Yan Dynasty. We must not lose anything. I wanted to use the power of the imperial court to recover the cultural artifacts, but soldiers from various places, the Zhenwu Division, and even the Liangshan Army were dispatched, but still Didn’t get it back.”
"It's been a month now, we can't delay any longer." Lu Mingsheng said sadly.
Xu Ziqian on the side also let out a long sigh, and things finally reached the worst ending.
The twelve literary utensils are distributed in the twelve states of Yanshan. The master of Yanshan Academy personally arranged them in various academies. The hiding locations are only known to the master and the mountain chiefs of each academy.
It was stolen a month ago. The mountain chief felt that he had failed his master's trust and did not report it to Yanshan Academy. He thought that he would use the power of the entire Liangshan Prefecture's court to retrieve the Sifang Inkstone and tell his master when the time came.
The idea is good. As long as Sifang Yan is found, no matter how minor or serious the guilt is, at least the mountain leader, who has always been strong in his life and has never failed anyone, will feel better.
Unfortunately, the entire Liangshan Prefecture was moved, and Sifang Inkstone was not mountain chief also has another person on his head who is responsible for not reporting the situation and delaying the opportunity.
Xu Ziqian shook his head. The mountain chief was not an official after all, and he failed to see clearly the situation in Liangshan Prefecture. In an important border area, the general who holds the military power is the most powerful person.
The one who could quietly steal the Sifang Inkstone would be a local rich expect them to recover the Sifang Inkstone would be to catch the thief, which is absolutely impossible.
(End of this chapter)
