Please calm down your anger

Chapter 404 All families compromise, and the wind and snow are also sad

Haizhou is located in the southeast of Dayan and borders the sea.

Not far from the pier, hundreds of ships, large and small, have anchored and are ready to evacuate at any time.

These ships are all made of a kind of black spiritual wood, and the hull is inlaid with beautiful silver patterns. If you look closely, they are all made of copper talismans, densely packed like nails to form cloud animal patterns, emitting a faint blue light.

All the sails are made of some kind of animal skin and spirit silk. The sea wind howls, the sails bulge and glow blue, but the hull remains motionless, as if the force of the violent Sunda wind has been completely absorbed.

Rows of tall crossbow beds are lined up on the deck, covered with some kind of tortoise shells, and the talisman spears with thick arms exude astonishing murderous intent.

Seen from above, these large and small ships formed a certain formation, their qi and breath were integrated, and in the sea water around the fleet, there were even huge black shadows cruising around.

The Luo family ships are famous all over the world.

There are legends of the Immortal Islands on the sea, which have caused countless literati and poets to have magnificent illusions since ancient times, but only the people near the sea know that the sea is full of dangers.

Fortunately, the coastal waters can be said to have narrowly escaped death when entering the deep sea.

Only the Luo family ships can travel safely and enter the depths of the ocean to search for spiritual materials, so they have become a wealthy family.

The disciples of the Luo family are proud enough, but at this moment, they all have cold sweat on their foreheads, with solemn expressions, controlling the flying sword on the crossbow bed, and staring at the south.

There is the mouth of the Jiuqu Tianhe River.

The billowing river is turbulent, engulfed by the dragon veins from the Middle-earth continent, and collides with the dragon veins of the ocean, not only forming a wonderful scene of separation of yellow and dark blue, but also making the sky turbulent, and grotesque mirages appear.

And under the mirage, the junction of the Jiuqu Tianhe and the East China Sea has been completely shrouded in white mist, and densely packed ships can be vaguely seen.

Murderous intentions stirred up all directions, and the fish in the sea had already fled away.

Inside the cabin of Luo's flagship, a middle-aged man stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

He was dressed in black gold horned dragon lotus leaf armor, tall and tall, with gray temples, calm eyes, silently looking into the distance.

There is the deep sea, where thunderclouds flicker in the sky, ink waves on the water surface are turbulent, and the sea and sky are all black, lit up by streaks of thunder from time to time.

The man's name is Luo Qionglou, the next head of the Luo family.

There are still a few people in the cabin.

Most of them are senior members of the Luo family, some are old men whose qi breath is as deep as the sea, and some are wealthy businessmen dressed in brocade robes, all of them have dignified expressions.

Luo Fengnian, who had been taught by Wang Xuan, was also among them, standing with his head bowed, his eyes full of gloom.

Suddenly, a black line broke through the waves from the deep sea.

"coming!"

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a wealthy businessman swallowed.

Everyone raised their heads, and the black line in between was extremely fast, stirring up turbulent waves and mist along the way, and when it was approaching the front of the Luo family's fleet, it suddenly dived into the sea again.

The middle-aged man in armor frowned slightly.

Crashing... In front of the flagship, the sea was surging, and a huge monster slowly rose up. It was full of hard armor, with spiny dorsal fins, and long mouthparts. It was a giant seahorse.

On the back of the hippocampus was a saddle tied with bronze animal skin, sitting an old man with a blue beard dressed in a black robe, his eyes were pure black without a trace of white.

The old man jumped into the flagship cabin, and the cabin suddenly became gloomy and cold, with a fishy smell.

He glanced around, and said in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "The island owner asked me to ask if the Luo family has made up their minds and how many people will they bring?"

Luo Qionglou was silent for a while, then cupped his hands and said: "Report to the envoy, there is no news from the capital of God yet."

The blue-bearded old man suddenly became impatient, "You humans are always like this, tired and crooked, it's really troublesome."

"I have been away from the island for several months, and I have no time to play with you. I must have an answer within a day!"

After saying that, he leaped out of the cabin, rode a seahorse and dived into the sea, and soon disappeared.

"This guy is too much!"

An old member of the Luo family said with an ugly face: "Before, I was polite, but now that my Luo family is in trouble, I immediately changed my face. If I really bring people to the island, I'm afraid they will be reduced to fish."

The middle-aged man who looked like a merchant next to him smiled wryly and said, "That's how monsters are. It's not like you haven't come into contact with fourth uncle."

"Before we controlled the maritime trade, the Yaodong Cave on Bixi Island had to trade with us for the main Chinese elixir. If we moved overseas, we would be sheltered by it, and we would be entrusted to others, and it would be unavoidable to be angry."

"The other families don't know about this matter. If they find out that they have been fooled, the alliance formed by the ancestors will collapse in an instant. In my opinion, it is better to go to the Southern Jin Dynasty."

"Hmph, Nan Jin."

Another old member of the Luo family snorted coldly: "It's a dead end to take refuge in the Southern Jin Dynasty. The Qin family of the royal family has long been reduced to a puppet, and the Xiahou family who controls the military power is eyeing my Luo family's maritime trade routes. In the past, they will be eaten alive immediately!"

The middle-aged man with the appearance of a merchant sighed, "It stands to reason that staying in Dayan is the best choice, but judging by the appearance of the Emperor Yan, he will attack me as long as the gluttonous army is [-]%, that's why the ancestor risked his life to go Shendu, fight for my Luo family's survival...I don't know what's going on now..."

Just as he was talking, a member of the Luo family entered the cabin and cupped his hands and said, "I have seen all the elders, and the envoy from the Southern Jin Dynasty clamored to come and pay a visit."

Everyone was silent, all looked at Luo Qionglou.

Luo Qionglou narrowed his eyes slightly, "Please!"

Soon, a man came striding forward, dressed in fine clothes and high crown, with a white face and long beard, and his demeanor was romantic, he smiled and cupped his hands when he entered the door and said: "Tantai Mingcheng has seen all the elders."

Luo Qionglou nodded slightly, "Mr. Tantai came from a long way, please forgive the Luo family's poor hospitality."

The man smiled, "The Luo family is the most wealthy in the world, and the nectar on the boat is very beautiful, but I am worried about you all."

After all, there was a look of grief and indignation on his face, "Yanhuang has no way, wants to start a war, and doesn't care about the displacement of the people, and now he is breaking his promise and doing something against the family."

Seeing Luo Qionglou's face was calm, the man's eyes moved slightly and he cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, you can rest assured that our Southern Jin royal family and the aristocratic family rule the world together, and this law will never change."

"If you are worried about the Linghu family's navy, you don't need to. As long as you send out a signal, Marshal Xiahou will immediately lead the navy to come to help!"

After the words were finished, the expressions of the members of the Luo family in the cabin instantly became gloomy.

"Xiahou's family... Can Mr. Tantai recognize this person?"

A flash of anger flashed in Luo Qionglou's eyes, he waved his hand, and immediately two disciples came in dragging a bloody man.

Tantai Mingcheng panicked when he saw it, but his face remained unchanged, "What is the meaning of this, Senior Luo?"

Luo Qionglou said in a deep voice: "This is a spy from Xiahou's family. A few days ago, he secretly contacted the old sea island monster and spied on my Luo family's maritime trade routes. Now the Southern Jin Dynasty has let Xiahou's family come...Is this your sincerity? ?”

Tantai Mingcheng shook his head hastily, "I don't know about this at all, it must be a misunderstanding."

Seeing everyone in the Luo family looking at each other coldly, anger rose in my heart, "Elders, the Tantai family and the Luo family have frequent contacts, so I kindly persuade you to find a way out for you."

"I advise you all, don't make mistakes!"

thump thump... Just as he was talking, hurried footsteps sounded outside, an old man in Taoist robes hurried to the cabin, regardless of others, took a deep breath, and handed over a note with a solemn expression: "Qionglou, a letter from the gods."

Luo Qionglou took the letter and only glanced at it a few times, then the corners of his eyes twitched.

Tantai Mingcheng, the envoy of the Southern Jin Dynasty, felt inexplicably uneasy, "Senior Luo, have you considered it?"

Luo Qionglou was silent for a while, "Think about it."

After all, the whole body burst out with real qi, and the cabin seemed to fall into the vast ocean for a moment, the silence was deep and icy cold.

While breathing, Luo Qionglou put away his true qi again.

On the opposite side, Tantai Mingcheng, the handsome son of the aristocratic family, has been turned into an ice sculpture, with a frightened and desperate expression frozen on his face.

With a snap, the body shattered and the head rolled to the ground.

Luo Qionglou took a deep breath, "The Dugu family has become a big trend, the imperial family has ordered the world, the royal family's lineage has worked together to stabilize prices, and the gluttonous army will become an army after a year."

"The ancestor has already compromised. The Luo family can get one of the nine armies of the Taotie Army to protect the mountain city, but they must fully invest in logistics support. In exchange, the royal family promises not to covet the Luo family's maritime business."

The elders of the Luo family looked at each other, and the middle-aged man who looked like a merchant frowned slightly, "One of the Nine Armies... This is even harsher than the original condition."

Luo Qionglou took a deep breath and looked at the thunder clouds billowing in the deep sea, "We have no choice."

"Come here, send this head to Shendu, the ancestors will naturally know how to do it..."

……

Dongcheng, the capital of the gods, Xiuyifang.

"The Luo family has no choice, and neither do we!"

Shangguan Qiu's face was a bit grim, "In the current situation, the royal family controls the Sheji Divine Dao and the People's Will Sword. The general trend has been achieved, and the righteousness is also in its hands. The mountain city has asked me to fully cooperate."

Luzhou Qiuyin frowned, and said with a sneer: "Who told people to play hard, Mr. Wang did this, and the royal family cut themselves off again. If we don't follow up, the method of ghost sacrifice may appear next time In the mountain city."

After all, there was some helplessness in his eyes, "It's not just food that stabilizes prices, this time the big guys will have to bleed, pity my new cave, I'm afraid it won't work..."

Chong Tong of Zhangzhou Tuoba family glanced lightly, and then said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, we can only try our best to fight for the position of the gluttonous army. If we lose something, we will grab it from the Southern Jin Dynasty!"

Sima Wei on the side listened to the discussion and remained silent.

Although she felt that something was wrong and stood in line early, she was a step too late after all. She could feel that the prince's side was still a little wary of her.

If you want to gain a firm foothold, you may have to send a certificate of honor.And the group of people in front of them probably haven't figured out the situation yet.

Thinking of this, Sima Wei looked out the window, but saw the snow falling all over the sky, almost every household had hung up white lanterns, and half of the people on the street were wearing sackcloth and mourning...

……

Outside the city of Shendu, there were mournful sounds.

Several masters of Shanhai Academy were dressed in white, and Master Liu was holding the ashes tablet himself. Behind them were all the disciples of the academy with their heads tied in white cloth, each with solemn expressions and reddish eyes.

The mighty white flags lined up like dragons, and the people holding the flags were all covered with scars. If you look carefully, they are all the people who performed the ghost sacrifice method that day.

There were more people on both sides of the road, so densely packed that you couldn't see the end at a glance, it seemed that the people of the entire God City had come out.

There is a white-haired old man holding a spiritual tablet and weeping,

A big man with a beard knelt in the snow and kept kowtowing.

"Master Wang, let's go!"

"Master Wang should be a saint!"

"Woooooooo..."

The cry resounded through the sky.

The people of Shendu are not fools. After the incident, they knew that this famous emperor teacher of three generations had forged them with his life.

The effect was obvious. The next day the treasury released grain, and the price of grain in Shendu plummeted, and other prices also fell.

For the first time in Middle-earth, someone spoke for them.

Wang Xuan, Xiao Zhongmou, and Tu Su Ziming were also in the crowd.

Tu Su Ziming looked at the scene in front of him and was a little shocked, "The power of public opinion can overturn mountains and rivers. If any family dares to speak ill of Master Wang... I am afraid that the ancestral temple will collapse immediately."

Chen Qiong was also among the disciples of the academy, and when she saw him, she didn't speak, and walked away with her hands slightly clasped, her eyes full of determination.

Wang Xuan remained silent, but solemnly cupped his hands.

Xiao Zhongmou sighed at the side: "The disease of rushing water, as for boulders, is the momentum. The disease of birds of prey, as for the broken, is the festival."

"The catastrophe of the Great Yan is that the momentum set off by the emperor was disrupted, and all kinds of hidden dangers were fully revealed. With Mr. Wang's hand, there is no hidden worry about the unification of the human race."

"Not only that."

Wang Xuan remembered what Chen Qiong said last night when he came to bid farewell, and said in a deep voice: "Shanhai Academy is almost split due to the dispute over Zhou rituals. Master Wang's sage's actions have no change in the reform of etiquette."

"After the Zhou Dynasty, the aristocratic family and the royal family ruled the world together and became popular. In the future, the centralization of power by the royal family will become a great righteousness. If the human race is unified in the future, it will surely usher in a new life."

Xiao Zhongmou looked worried, "This is the real unification of the human race. Without the aristocratic family to restrict the royal family, I don't know whether it is good or bad."

Tu Su Ziming's eyes lit up, "I understand, Mr. Wang casts the public opinion knife, which is used to replace the aristocratic family and restrict..."

"It's good to understand this matter."

Wang Xuan waved his hand, turned around and jumped on the dragon-scale war horse, looked at the camp of the Xiaocavalry army in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, the whole army will practice tomorrow, and then we will wait for the battle for supremacy!"

After all, he led a few people on horseback and rushed into the boundless snowstorm.

All of them were covered with BMWs, and within a stick of incense, they had already arrived at the camp of the Xiaocai Army a hundred miles away.

At this moment, the camp is extremely lively.

All the prefectural troops have arrived. Looking from a distance, the sky above the school grounds is hot, ice blue, Geng Jin...all kinds of evil spirits gather.

The gigantic organ battle tower moved slowly, shaking the ground and rumbling...

The figures of gigantic beasts swayed, screaming in the wind and snow...

……

East Palace, Mingde Palace.

The hall was empty and deserted.

Prince Duguxi was alone, looking at the ancient territory map in front of him, and stretched out his hand to see a white light in his palm, with a wry smile on his face: "Father, master, you have faced such a big problem..."

(End of this chapter)