I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

that’s all, let’s do that first.

It won’t work in the future, please change it.

As for the changes in the order and the evening will affect the majesty of the City Lord?

City Lord Zhang has countless ways for the city people to appreciate his majesty.

City Lord, willful.

As for the current situation, the first Chief-In-Charge in the game, of course, is also served by his vest, Mister Yun.

Same as government affairs, he is only here for an overview.

Actually, let the people do it.

The relevant leader, he also has a suitable candidate.

However, this candidate is slightly special.

The tall man appeared in front of Zhang Dongyun, who had been transformed into a black clothed old man again.

“Junior has seen Senior.” Wen Hu saluted the black clothed old man.

A black clothed look like Mister Yun sits behind the table and examines the tall man in front of him.

He has a calm tone: “Your life, like everyone else, belongs to Your Majesty.”

“Junior understands.”

Wenhu looks solemnly “If it weren’t for Chang’an’s blessing, Junior and the people would have died under the Tang Jun’s butcher’s knife.”

He saluted Zhang Dongyun, who was dressed as Wu Mister Yun in front of him: “Great grace from City Lord and Senior, Junior It’s not unforgettable, and he will do his best to repay.” Now, he no longer doubts that the demonic path expert here will take everyone to get blood refinement souls and practice magic skills.

But unlike others, his mind does not belong to Changan.

In this regard, he is different from Cold Mountain sending people or fleeing people.

At the beginning, between the refugees and Tang Jun, he had nothing to do with him.

It’s just that he couldn’t bear to see the uneven road, so he got involved.

He has his own pedigree, and he has a sense of belonging to him.

But he had planned to choose honor over life before, but he was saved because of Chang’an.

For this kindness, Wenhu also takes seriously:

“Senior, please allow me some time to go back to my hometown and report the matter to my teacher before returning to Changan to serve.”

Zhang Dongyun, in the image of Wu Mister Yun, didn’t ask him where he learned from, but just looked at him with interest and didn’t speak.

Wen Hu thought that Zhang Dongyun was questioning the truth of what he said just now, and he was busy saying resolutely:

“The boy was born in the world, able to support both heaven and earth, and he spoke with a spit. A nail, no regrets, please Senior believe me.”

Zhang Dongyun said lightly: “You go, the old man believes you will come back as promised.”

Wenhu Nodded, grateful: “thanks Senior.”

“But…” Zhang Dongyun’s tone was calm: “If one day, your teacher will be my enemy in Chang’an, where will you go?”

Wenhu browses tightly frowns.

He and Zhang Dongyun looked at each other.

Zhang Dongyun looks like a Pinghu lake, without any waves.

But the invisible pressure revealed in it called the tall man opposite, almost suffocating.

Wen Hu fell into silence and remained silent for a long time.

Zhang Dongyun didn’t urge, he calmly sat in the chair.

“Junior’s teacher understands the great righteousness, Chang’an City helps the world and saves the people. There will be no conflict between the two. If there is one day…”

After a long while, Wenhu finally restarted He opened his mouth, and his voice was lower than ever:

“There is a dilemma between kindness and righteousness. There will be a day when Junior will only be able to sever himself, thanking Shimen and Changan.”

Wu Mister Yun The vivid Zhang Dongyun hearing this, with a calm tone: “Stupid way…”

He looked at Wen Hu and smiled faintly: “…But, barely enough.”

Speaking, Zhang Dongyun has a little baggage in his hands.

He took a letter from it and threw it to Wenhu.

Wen Hu was puzzled at first, took the letter and opened it and looked at it a few times, and his expression changed slightly.

The letter is a secret report of Ming Guangwei.

The content mentioned that the leader of the Longbei County Civil Revolution was not a native of Longbei, but the accent of Yuqiu Mansion in Shangnan County.

Ling asked the upper echelons of Ming Guangwei to arrange personnel to go to Yuqiu Mansion in Shangnan County to check his identity.

Along with the letter, there is even a simple portrait of another Wenhu.

Although the portrait is only 5 or 60% similar to me, there are some words on it to describe some of Wenhu’s physical characteristics.

“Dark Pavilion, name is not in vain……” Wen Hu read the letter, long spits out one mouthful of impure air.

Although he tried his best to conceal his teaching history, some clues were still found.

Using the means of the hidden pavilion, if you continue to dig deeper, it may not be impossible to find out his details.

He doesn’t want to hurt the teacher, but when the time comes, the situation is not necessarily reported.

“Senior, this letter is…” Wen Hu looked up at Zhang Dongyun.

Zhang Dongyun said indifferently: “Since we are here, there is naturally none in the dark pavilion.”

Wen Hu sighed in relief and solemnly bowed to Zhang Dongyun: “Thanks to Senior for cutting this This letter has helped Junior a lot…and also helped Junior’s teachers.”

Without the need for the black clothed old man in front of him to speak, Wenhu’s own thoughts are already bright.

He said solemnly: “Senior possesses great magical power, just now Junior Meng Lang, I hope Senior don’t care about it.”

Zhang Dongyun Xu Xu nodded: “You can teach you, next, Do things with your heart.”

On the bureau’s side, in addition to Wenhu, Zhang Dongyun continued to investigate and selected several candidates from the refugees to build the initial framework.

For the Cold Mountain faction, no one is selected.

As everything gradually got on the right track, the first batch of residents in Chang’an City began to diverge.

Some people, especially farmers, went out of the city one after another.

Outside the city, they can get land.

In the initial emergency, after filling up their stomachs, everyone will start to self-reliance.

Land and crops must be the initial foundation.

For the displaced people, although their homeland is hard to leave, they have their own land, a prosperous life, and good weather, which is best.

Besides the peasants, there are still some people who have left their homes in Chang’an City. They have been hiding in the fields before.

Among them, there are craftsmen who rely on a skill, Scholar who is forced to go into exile for a living, and there are rascals who have been idle.

Most people work hard to return to their old professions, which has added countless fireworks to Chang’an City.

The whole city, inside and out, is gradually on the right track.

If neglected, this city is located in the middle of the mountains.

At this moment, a group of people walked through the mountains and forests and came outside the city, looking at a fertile wild and majestic city from a distance, everyone was in a daze.

A middle-aged man at the head, stroking his long beard, asked the people around him: “Fourteenth brother, this is what you call Chang’an City?”

The next man nodded: “It’s right here, but there were not so many people before. It seems like an external rumor that the refugees of Longbei County finally settled here.”

Longbeard middle-aged man slightly nodded, Looking at the word “Chang’an” at the head of the city:

“I hope that this place will also become a place where our Chen family can regain a firm foothold.”