Fairy, I really am a villain!

Seeing this, he attacked them one by one:

"Lin Huazhi, are you the city lord or am I the city lord? Are you taking a nap here?!"

"It's so cold, don't bother, I have something to discuss with the young master..." The woman put the star-studded headdress on her forehead back on, muttered something, leaned down straight, stretched, and didn't mind showing off her curvy figure.

Seeing this, a cold look flashed in Jiang Xingchu's eyes opposite him.

"Second sister, please say something..."

"I don't understand, and I'm not from Xinggong." Li Muyu wanted to help, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I can stab Lin, which won't hurt her, but I'll keep her awake."

"!!"

Lin Huazhi, who had just laid down, suddenly stood up, raised her eyes and glared, her chest heaving violently.

"Alright, alright, stop making trouble and listen to Fang Xiwen finish his words first." After suffering two invisible heavy blows, Jiang Xingchu could no longer sit still and clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention back.

This is how the meeting was able to proceed.

Fang Xiwen said: "These are the operational data of Xingping, including the proposals we submitted, the various policies that have been passed, and some indicators, such as the arrest of theft. From them, we can get a glimpse of the attitude of the Gao family... But we won't look at them for now, there are more intuitive things at the moment."

"You mean, what happened in the secret realm?" Jiang Xingchu leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, looking very enthusiastic.

“That’s right. Putting aside the content of the trial and the inheritance itself, the most brutal consequence of this secret realm is that all the grassland people who entered died.

Note that this result seems to be something we forced Gao Chengyou to do, such as creating evil spirits and fighting each other...

But in fact, he had this idea from the beginning... He didn't regard the grassland people as human beings."

"How did you get it?"

"Xingchu, you came late, so you don't know. To put it simply, he personally smashed a grassland man's skull in front of me that day."

"That's not right." The girl sat up straight and realized, "From the reaction of the secret realm, it is obvious that he had an alliance with the grassland first. Not only did those people obey his orders, but even after they turned into evil spirits, they mainly exuded hatred for being betrayed..."

Simply put, it’s not that the people on the grassland cannot die, it’s just that the “degree” is too great.

If only one person died, that's okay, just treat it as an accident; if a lot of people died, that's barely okay, just treat it as an illegal invasion that has been stopped.

But he made an alliance in public but killed people in secret; we agreed to cooperate to enter the secret realm, but you killed your own people in front of them, and none of your allies came out alive, while in the end this group of people from the Central Plains were alive and well. How can people accept this?

"From what I know, the grassland exterior has reached the brink of a rage, and even threatened that if a few people died, he would kill a few members of the royal family, one life for another."

"This is the heartland of the Central Plains. How dare he say that?"

"So he has been arrested and is under house arrest."

Fang Xiwen flipped through the documents in his hand, confirmed the news, and then expressed his own opinion.

He thought very simply that Gao Chengyou's move was a complete provocation to the grassland side, and it had been planned for a long time.

But why did he do this?

Looking at the entire Jin Dynasty, there is no place that is prepared for war...food is confiscated, military equipment is incomplete, and people's morale is low.

He never thought that if the Golden Horde really sent people south, would the war be fought or not?

I think Gao Chengyou would not have failed to consider this; and since he knew this, he still did it, which shows that the Gao family behind him is very confident... very, very confident.

"Could it be that he is just naive and brainless?" Li Muyu didn't understand such a complicated matter, so he raised his hand with clear eyes.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen covered his face, pulled her to sit next to him, and told her not to speak for the time being.

"I think you're right. At least the Gao family must have gotten 'something'," Jiang Xingchu narrowed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, we found out early and they didn't make any particularly obvious moves.

Xingping City has already served its purpose. We can’t use such a soft approach to deal with the next thing.”

Hearing these very sensible words, Lin Huazhi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. After all, this was her hard work. But when she thought about it carefully, she came here for this in the first place, and now that she had accomplished the mission, she should be happy.

But she would still remember the voices of those people calling her Fairy Lin and their smiles; she only hoped that the next city lord would treat the people here well...

"It's great that you think this way," Fang Xiwen nodded gently and continued, "I must go back to the capital in a while. I can still do something by then. For now, I'll deal with things here..."

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Xiaoxuan poked half of her head in and carefully scanned the room. When she found that no one was doing anything indecent, she breathed a sigh of relief, trotted in, and handed over an invitation:

"Hello, Young Master, Son-in-law, and Chief Lin. This is the invitation that the Yun family just sent..."

"The Yun family? Jiang Xingchu, I think they're looking for you," Fang Xiwen took the letter, opened it and spread it on the table, and asked casually, "By the way, Xiaoxuan, did you find out who captured that grassland expert?"

"It's someone from the Yun family."

"That must be a huge investment. I heard from Gao Chengyou that the other party is a fifth-level expert. There aren't many powerful people in the Yun family. Could it be that the old patriarch is here in person?"

As he spoke, he spread out the invitation and raised his eyebrows when he saw the words "To Mr. Fang" at the top of the page.

What is Yun Yichuan doing? Is he trying to take revenge on me for scolding him before?

It doesn't matter, what's the big deal if I can get a free meal and get scolded...

"My dear son-in-law, it is said that it is the acting head of the Yun family," Xiao Xuan took out a piece of paper, hesitated for a moment, and hesitated to speak: "It seems to be a very beautiful woman, her name is, Yun something..."

"Yun Wuxin? Is she coming?"

Fang Xiwen then realized that the invitation was for him;

I just don't know whether the person they want to invite is the Fang family's eldest son or the young master of Xinggong?

"Another woman? Show it to me," Jiang Xingchu glanced at him suspiciously and snatched the invitation away: "Your wording is quite polite, aren't you two having an affair?"

"...What do you take me for?"

"Hmph, there are some things that are better if you and I understand each other. I don't want to say anything too harsh." Jiang Xingchu smiled cunningly, but his words were harsh.

Chapter 227 Who will Yuan Yang be left to?

Outside Xingping City, there is a small building called Tingshui.

If you enter from the side door and walk along the corridor, you can see pavilions, towers, ponds, waterside pavilions, and green pines and cypresses everywhere; if you go further in, you will see rockery, strange rocks, colorful flowers, vines and green bamboos.

But today, a "commoner" came to this quiet place.

Inside the small building, a thin man with deep features and prominent cheekbones picked up a jar of wine, tilted his head back and drank it; then he let out a sigh and smashed it on the ground before finishing the drink.

Wine and debris were splashing everywhere, and were about to fall on the woman opposite.

However, there was no expression on her face. She just dropped her sleeves, and the wine and the foul breath from the opposite side were all blocked by the invisible air wall and slid down.

Seeing this, Wu Ritu was not angry at all. Instead, a burning look flashed across his eyes. He said without disguising, "I didn't expect that there would be a woman like you in the Central Plains."

In his opinion, the woman opposite him was incredibly beautiful, and every inch of her skin was so attractive, yet she looked like an immortal being, and no one was allowed to approach her.

There is a saying that goes "The overlapping hills are like golden flickering, and the clouds in the hair are about to cover the snow on the cheeks"... In front of her, I only regret that the "Ode to the Goddess of Luo River" is too short and cannot fully describe this ethereal beauty.

"It's not because of course, it's because I'm in the Central Plains." Yun Wuxin gently shared the tea and said calmly, "The land and water nurture the people. The Great Jin is vast and rich in resources. There are few wars and the people live in peace. That's why I'm sitting here now, instead of becoming a plaything in some big tent like you guys in the grassland."

What I mean is that your tribes on the grassland are fighting against each other and there is endless chaos; instead of envying others, you should reflect on yourself.

"Haha, whether it's wealth or women, as long as our fists are big enough, we'll fucking grab them all!" Wuzhitu grinned, revealing his yellow teeth.

He didn't say the words 'including you', but he knew the woman in front of him must understand.

Hearing this naked threat, Yun Wuxin did not answer, but just brewed tea silently with smooth movements.

If the people who entered the secret realm that day were present, they would have discovered that Yun Yichuan's move was nothing more than a crude imitation of his cousin.

The technique was so beautiful that even Wu Ritu, who was keen on fried rice milk tea and looked down on this "very feminine" drink, was impressed and inexplicably quieted down without uttering a word.

"Oh, you are quite straightforward." After a long while, Yun Wuxin finally showed a smile without any smile, "Well, even if you plundered the entire Central Plains, what will happen next?"

"Men are slaves, women are used...it's that simple." Wuzhitu was not really a polite person, but facing her, those dirty words that came so easily to him did not seem so easy to say.

"Well, even if you did it, then what?"

"Then?"

"Those who intermarry with the Central Plains people... well, let's just call it intermarriage. What about the children? Will they still be slaves? But they have the blood of the grasslands in their veins, and you value bloodlines."

"How would I know..."

"Okay, let's not talk about that. If you really take over the Central Plains, can you still maintain your original appearance in this environment?"

"What's the meaning..."

“I mean fighting spirit.

It is precisely because of the cold climate and barren land that the grassland gave birth to a group of wild wolves... Your ferocity is gained through killing and built with blood.

But the situation in Central China is completely the opposite.

The beautiful scenery of the three autumns, the jade liquid of the Yaochi Lake, the beauties of the world... after getting these, will you continue to fight, or stop?"

"I, I don't know--" Being led away by her momentum, Wuzhitu showed a confused look on his face and shook his head subconsciously.

"If this is the case, then can you and your descendants, who have been corrupted by culture, politics, and economy, still be considered authentic grassland people?

If it doesn't count, then who will be defeated in the end?"

Swish.

Wuzhitu stood up suddenly, wanting to argue a few words, but looking at the woman's calm face, he just sat back down, grumbled a few times, and then nothing else happened.

He doesn't understand this.

He only knows that the bigger the fist, the more power he has. The bigger the fist, the more women, money, and a big house he can have...

and many more.

That's not right. Even if what you said makes sense, what will happen a hundred years later has nothing to do with me.

“You said—” “Boom boom boom!”

The anxious voice and the knock on the door sounded at the same time. Wu Zhitu was choked and turned to look at the door angrily.

At this time, Yun Wuxin's mouth curled up mischievously, and he gently put down the lid of the teapot and waved his hand: "A guest has come from afar, and I am inconvenient to see him off. Sir, please treat yourself."

"I haven't finished what I'm saying yet!"

"As for the compensation to the grassland, it will be delivered to your residence soon. As a vassal of the frontier, the Yun family has the responsibility to bear the compensation this time. I hope you will not be too angry..."

Only after seeing the guest off did Yun Wuxin start to address him politely; and from her words, it seemed as if the Yun family was apologizing for the matter.

But why?

Isn't Gao Chengyou the mastermind behind this incident? What does it have to do with you? Even if you want to settle the matter peacefully, won't such a weak attitude make things worse?

However, Wuzhitu, a master of exterior scenes, seemed powerless in front of her. When he saw that there was no chance to speak, he walked away with his head hung, not even noticing that he passed by her.