Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

Chapter 57 Arrival in the Prefectural City

Looking at Lu Qingshuang, Zhou Yan was speechless.

I choose the second one.

""

Lu Qingshuang looked at him, a hint of satisfaction in her cool gaze.

"Alright! I'll make the arrangements once we get back to the capital."

While they were talking, Li Kun had already prepared a campfire and handed the two of them two portions of dry rations.

While eating, he discussed with Lu Qingshuang the process of arriving in the prefectural city.

The general process is to first enter the city, then go to the Xuanyiwei (Black-Clad Guard) office to file a record, and after the merits are verified, Zhou Yan's subsequent position and achievements will be determined.

As for the outer city residence that Lu Qingshuang promised, it will be prepared in advance.

After listening, Zhou Yan had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

After eating the dry rations, he returned to Zhu Asan's family.

  

Zhu Asan was sitting by the campfire when he saw Zhou Yan return. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What does Commander Lu want with you?"

"It's nothing serious, they just told me that I had made too many contributions, so they gave me a house and made me a deputy centurion."

Zhou Yan had an indifferent expression.

"I couldn't refuse, so I accepted the house."

Zhu Asan was stunned.

"Really?

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Zhou Yan grinned.

"Of course it's fake."

Zhu Asan:

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Zhou Yan chuckled twice, then said seriously, "However, Commander Lu did say that there is an empty house outside the city that I can borrow to stay in for now."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhu Asan's family.

"Third Brother, come with me."

Zhu Asan quickly shook his head.

"No, no, no, how dare we live in the Black-Clad Guard's house? We'll go stay at Zhu Zhu's maternal grandfather's house first, and then we'll move out once I find a job."

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Zhou Yan remained silent for a moment and did not press the matter further.

Zhu Asan is a man of self-respect.

Forcing them to go there would only make him uncomfortable.

He turned to look at Zhu Zhu, who was munching on dry rations, and smiled, saying, "Is our little Zhu Zhu tired? Hang in there for a few more days, and we'll be in the big city soon."

""

The little girl raised her dusty little face and said earnestly, "I'm not tired. I'm not tired at all when I'm with Daddy, Mommy, and Brother Zhou Yan."

My heart softened, and I reached out to pat her little head.

He then said to Zhu Asan, "When we get to the prefectural city, I'll ask Commander Lu if he can find you a job, Third Brother."

Zhu Asan initially wanted to refuse.

But the words stuck in his throat.

He was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

"OK.

""

He didn't actually want to trouble Zhou Yan.

The other party had only just joined the Black-Clad Guards, and he hadn't even gotten a firm footing yet.

But he really had no choice. His wife's family had always had a lot of opinions about him, and he didn't know how many cold shoulders he would have to endure after he went there.

It's good to find a job sooner rather than later.

Silent all night.

Over the next five days, the group headed towards Jiande City.

The number of refugees encountered along the way increased.

When some people heard that Qingzhou City was gone, they knelt down by the roadside and wept bitterly.

Some people didn't believe it and insisted on heading towards the Green Boat, but were eventually stopped by the Black-Clad Guards.

Some people didn't ask any questions and just silently followed behind the group.

In the end, the line grew longer and longer.

From a distance, it looks like a slowly moving gray dragon.

Along the way, they also encountered two groups of Black-Clad Guards and city soldiers heading to Qingzhou City, totaling about three to five hundred people.

Lu Qingshuang was somewhat puzzled. Although she had already sent people to the prefectural city to explain the situation, there was no reason why she could gather manpower so quickly.

They learned after inquiring that the news had already reached the prefectural city before them.

The one who made the move was none other than Lu Yuan, the Marquis of Linchuan, who was far away in the capital.

Upon receiving the message, Wu Yunshan immediately summoned the high-ranking officers of the Xuanyi Guard in the prefectural city and discussed countermeasures with the prefectural government.

A group of city defense officers and black-clad guards were dispatched to Qingzhou to handle the aftermath.

Wu Yunshan himself led the Xuanyi Guard experts to pursue the remnants of the Wusheng Sect, including Wumian.

The atmosphere in the procession was oppressive, and there were hardly any smiles on the faces of the people.

This situation persisted until the prefectural city was in sight before it eased somewhat.

Jiande Prefecture City.

One of the ten major cities of Dongchaozhou, with a population of hundreds of thousands, and four city gates in the east, west, south and north, its daily population throughput can be described as astonishing.

As the group drew closer to the city, a city wall far taller and thicker than that of Qingzhou County gradually came into view.

The old marks on the blue bricks are layered upon each other, and from a distance, they look like a silent, crouching giant beast.

The arched city gate is wide and clean, and above it, three huge stone-carved characters hang below the city gate tower.

Jiande City.

Zhou Yan looked up at the three words and couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

The prefectural city was indeed magnificent, far superior to any small county town.

However, their group was stopped by the guards as soon as they reached the city gate.

"stop!"

A middle-aged general, clad in armor and with a long sword at his waist, stepped forward and demanded in a deep voice, "Where do you come from, and what brings you to the prefectural city?"

The man had a square face and a short beard. As he spoke, his eyes constantly scanned the line in front of him.

No wonder he stepped forward to stop people.

Along the way, not a single one of the Black-Clad Guards had a good image.

Their clothes were tattered, their faces were pale, and many of them were injured.

As for the common people behind them, needless to say.

They carried large and small packages, and were covered in dust and dirt.

They didn't look like they were entering the city; they looked more like a group of refugees.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dark figure shot out from the carriage in front.

The middle-aged general reacted quickly, grabbing the shadowy figure.

I looked down.

Upon seeing this, his hand trembled.

Token of a Hundred-Household Commander of the Black-Clad Guard!

He immediately clasped his hands in a salute and said, "This humble officer, Wang Lang, the city guard captain, greets you, sir. Are you from Qingzhou City?"

Li Kun replied from inside the carriage, "That's right! Why aren't you moving aside?"

Wang Lang looked troubled and hesitated, saying, "This... the Black-Clad Guards can enter the city ahead of time, but the remaining civilians cannot enter."

Li Kun's face darkened. He stepped down from the carriage, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and asked, "Why is this?"

"My lord, you may not know this, but the news of the blood poison in Qingzhou City has been spread by someone. Now, some powerful families in the city have jointly reported to the government, preventing the people from entering the city. The prefect is now helpless."

"Wang Lang said in a low voice.

Li Kun was taken aback after hearing this, his expression shifting between light and dark, unsure of what to do. He had no choice but to return to the carriage and explain the situation to Lu Qingshuang inside.

After hearing Li Kun's account, Lu Qingshuang frowned.

She could use her power to force her way into the city, and no one would dare to stop her.

If she forcibly leads the people of Qingzhou into the city today, and if those powerful families stir up trouble again tomorrow, the entire prefecture may be filled with panic.

If things get out of hand, it will be even harder to handle.

Wang Lang clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Sir, the prefect has already set up a temporary camp outside the city gate and arranged for doctors. We can settle the people of Qingzhou there first, and after a period of quarantine, once it is confirmed that they are safe, they can enter the city."

Lu Qingshuang remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

"Do it this way."

The order was quickly passed down.

Before long, soldiers stepped forward with spears and led the surviving civilians of Qingzhou to the other side of the city.

Zhou Yan watched as a group of soldiers carrying long spears walked over and drove the people to the other side.

Just then, Li Kun walked over from the front and whispered an explanation to him.

That's when he found out.

Oh, it's quarantine. He's familiar with that.

He didn't feel anything was wrong, and he led Zhu Asan and his family to follow the crowd.

Li Kun stopped him and said, "Where are you going? You're a member of the Black-Clad Guard, you don't need to be quarantined. Come into the city with me."

He paused, and many people around him looked over upon hearing the sound.

Some people are numb.

Some people are envious.

Some people's eyes flashed with an inexplicable resentment.

Zhou Yan did not turn around.

Zhu Asan didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and hugged the bundle in his arms tightly.

The shadow of the city gate fell, enveloping the group.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the three large characters on the city gate.

Jiande City.

In this vast city, status represents everything.

But his journey has only just begun.

—End of this volume