Chapter 330

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The county seat of anlai county was renovated after the destruction of Commerce in the Sui Dynasty. At the beginning, the county seat was submerged by the diverted Luohe River, and most of the people in the city were buried underwater. Even now, bones can be picked up from the wilderness from time to time. Because of the flood, the dilapidated temples in the city became more dilapidated.

When Fang Xie stopped the boat and docked, the anlai county magistrate sun maocai and the county mayor Li heikai, who had received the news before, had been waiting on the shore with people. It was the first time since they became officials that they met the imperial envoy, so it seemed that both of them were very nervous. Of course, this pressure is not all Fang Xie gave them. Relatively speaking, ye Jinnan, the left avant-garde fourth grade general, made them more afraid.

In order to show respect, not only did the county magistrate bring other county officials and local gentry, but even organized a group of elderly people over the age of 60 to welcome them. This is a very good technique, which local officials have tried repeatedly. Although sun maocai and Li heikai met the imperial envoy for the first time, this means is not unheard of.

First, it represents enough respect to welcome the elderly people. In the past, when the emperor traveled, he would have such an arrangement somewhere.

Second, this is a good way to show political achievements, and let the elderly who are old and in good health come out to meet them. This means that the local officials have good governance. The people live at such an old age and are still in good health, which fully shows that the parents do things conscientiously.

Although Fang Xie was also the first imperial envoy, he encountered too many such means along the way.

He was very gentle and polite to talk to each old man and ask some short words from his parents. For example, is there enough food to eat, how is your health, and your children are filial. These officials are familiar with everything, and there is no affectation on his face compared with ordinary officials.

The welcoming ceremony was simple and grand, without defects.

Fang Xie boarded the carriage and headed for anlai county. The imperial guards and flying fish robes are frightening, but they are also a display of royal majesty. The emperor is replaced by the imperial envoy. Even if the imperial envoy's grade is not high, he doesn't have to salute even if he is facing a governor at this time.

It arrived a little later than expected because of the headwind. When the team entered the city, it was already slightly dark. Fang Xie and others did not go to the county government, but directly went to the residence arranged by sun maocai. This is a yard specially vacated by the local squire. Although it is small, it is full of the unique customs of Jiangnan Water Town.

Because he had to stay for one day, Fang Xie did not refuse the dinner arranged by the county magistrate. However, it was still early, so the party went to the residence to take a bath and rest.

The garden doesn't cover a large area, but although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of internal organs. When Fang Xie had memories, he began in Nanyan Dali City, but this was not the beginning of his life. Before he woke up, he didn't know where he went and where he started to escape. But they all said that it didn't start in Yongzhou. The powerful man handed him over to Mu Xiaoyao at the sect door of chenqingfan.

At that time, other protectors of Fang Xie had gathered together.

The ancestral gate of the sinking fan is in Moshan, 600 miles away from Yongzhou. Mo mountain is in Nanyan, south of Dali, the capital of Nanyan.

After washing in his room, he changed into clean and refreshing clothes. Fang Xie sat in a chair and looked out of the window. He was a little distracted. Anlai county is still 500 li away from Yongzhou, but it is only seven or eight hundred li away from Dali city. It is not far from the beginning of his life, and the closer it is, the more uncomfortable the complex feelings in his heart.

Shen qingfan won't lie to him. His escape journey began in Moshan. It is certain that the powerful man gave him to Mu Xiaoyao, who was still in his infancy, and how long was he born at that time?

Before arriving at Moshan, my memory was zero and I had no impression at all.

When Fang Xie is conscious, he feels that he is being robbed. Now I think it should be the Shen Qing fan who was less than ten years old who wanted to throw him into the fire pit. At that time, the eyes of the Shen Qing fan were full of hate.

Fang Xie faintly felt that his soul robbed a baby's body. And there is a huge secret hidden in this flesh. In fact, his arrival has affected this secret from the beginning. If you are the key, then the key has changed the taste.

Fang Xie was lost in thought while sitting in the room, perhaps because this place touched his mood. He tried to think about what happened before he woke up. He knew it was futile, but he refused to give up. If he robbed the child's body, whose soul was the child before?

If Luo Yao did it himself, what is the relationship between this child and Luo Yao?

Fang Xie didn't think that he might be Luo Yao's illegitimate son. But 17 years ago, Luo Yao's second son Luo Wen was three or four years old. Even if there was another child, there was no need to let him escape. In the southwest, who can threaten Luo Yao?

So it's impossible.

Luo Wu was personally killed by Luo Yao when he was not a left avant-garde general more than 20 years ago. Three or four years after Luo Wu's death, Luo Yao had his second son Luo Wen, and then three or four years later, he had a solution

There seems to be a connection, but in fact there is no connection.

The closer it was to Yongzhou, the more worried and frightened Fang Xie was. He expected to find the truth here, but he was afraid to know the truth.

Just when his mind was getting heavier and heavier, Mu Xiaoyao knocked on the door outside.

"County magistrate sun maocai waited outside and said that the banquet had been arranged in Hexing building."

"OK"

Fang Xie shook his head and stood up to get rid of the chaos in his mind.

Wearing a regular suit, Fang Xie looks heroic and pressing, and her face is no longer young. He was still in his infancy when he left here and was an adult when he came back. Seventeen years passed in a flash. Who knows whether this is the beginning or the end?

When he walked out of the door, he took a deep breath and told himself that since he had come here, what was the meaning of fear and worry?

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There are many different customs between the southwest and the Central Plains, such as traveling here. Carriage is the most widely used in the north. The big Sui Dynasty couldn't raise war horses, but the black horse in the north is not a rare thing. For example, in Chang'an City, there are special carriages carrying passengers on every street. In the south, it's natural to go a long way by boating, but walking around the city depends on the sliding rod carried by manpower. The structure is very simple, that is, two bamboo poles are tied to a chair and carried by two strong men.

Fang Xie didn't see such a thing when he began to escape, but he didn't sit down. So when he saw the county magistrate waiting outside the door asking him to go on the slide pole, Fang Xie couldn't help but be stunned. Although the two men carrying the slide rod looked very strong, they still resisted a little by sitting on this kind of thing.

The county magistrate sun maocai hesitated when he saw Fang Xie. He thought the upstart in Chang'an was afraid. He smiled in his heart. It turned out to be an embroidered pillow, but a smile piled up on his face and said, "Sir, don't worry, this thing is very safe. What they do all year round is this business, and they have never fallen down."

Sun maocai seldom saw such a noble childe in anlai county. In his impression, even if Luo Wen, the son of the general, was no longer good, he would never be afraid to sit on a sliding pole.

The person from the capital is Jin Gui. I didn't expect that a small sliding rod would be difficult to live.

Fang Xie hesitated and finally shook his head: "I can walk."

Anlai county is not big. If the imperial envoy wants to walk, sun maocai naturally can't refuse. So he leaned forward to lead the way, and the others followed Fang Xie. County Magistrate Li heikai and sun maocai had the same idea, so they looked at Fang Xie's back with some contempt in their eyes.

Just when his expression showed a little, he suddenly felt his body cold. He looked aside and found that general Ye Jinnan was looking at him with a cold face.

To tell you the truth, his respect for the imperial envoy is pretended, but his fear of the left avant-garde comes from his bones. So he immediately bowed his head and dared not be a little more presumptuous.

A group of people went to Hexing building. Along the way, county government officials drove passers-by. Fang Xie looked at those guys in front of him, without hiding his disgust in his eyes. Sun maocai walked in front and looked back to talk to Fang Xie from time to time, so he naturally saw the expression on Fang Xie's face. His heart was tight, but he didn't want to understand what the young gentleman was dissatisfied with.

This kind of person is hypocritical and looks like a little white face with no strength to bind chickens. But he pretended to be arrogant. He was afraid that the man carrying the slide rod could do ten such noble CHILDES alone. It is said that the nobles in Chang'an city are precious and precious. They seem to be made of water and disperse with a touch. Now it seems that it is worthy of its reputation and has only its appearance.

Sun maocai thought about these while walking, so he became more and more happy.

When there was less than a hundred meters left from Hexing building, the Yamen in front had run forward and planned to line up at the gate of Hexing building. It was such an empty moment. Suddenly, a man rushed out of the people on both sides of the street and cut Fang Xie's forehead head-on!

Sun maocai was separated between the assassin and Fang Xie, and sun maocai was stupid at the moment he saw the knife.

After a moment of stupidity, he suddenly shouted and squatted down with his head in his subconscious arms. Then he heard a bang, followed by another muffled sound in the distance. Trembling, he looked up and found that the assassin with the knife didn't know how to fly out. It was five meters away and hit the wall on the roadside. The man fell to the ground and twitched a few times. Then he stopped moving. It was obvious that he was dead.

He turned to look at Fang Xie and found Fang Xie standing with a calm face.

In front of him, the humble black boy didn't know when he ran over. He was holding a mountain knife with the handle facing forward. Obviously, the black boy took the knife from the assassin with his bare hands, and then hit the assassin again.

"Sir... Sir..."

Sun maocai's voice trembled, and his face was whiter than paper. This is the first time he has met an assassin in his life. How can he keep calm.

But a minute ago, he thought he was just an imperial envoy with embroidered pillows, but his face didn't even change at all. He just stood upright and looked at the assassin who couldn't stand up.

At this time, at least 20 assassins with various weapons poured out of the crowd and rushed to Fang Xie.

As soon as these talents appeared, the burly guy behind Fang Xie suddenly jumped out. When he landed, he had an embroidery needle in his hand. As he walked forward facing the assassins, he put a red thread into the needle nose. The next second, the guy who should look very heavy shuttled among the assassins like a swallow. There were dozens of people and dozens of weapons, but none of them could touch him.

When sun Mao calmed down, he was surprised to find that dozens of people had stopped moving. The assassins stopped, but their bodies were trembling.

The next second, sun Mao was frightened by what he saw, and his heart almost stopped beating.

The tall and burly man didn't know what means he used to sew up all the dozens of assassins.

Yes, it's sewn.

That seemingly endless red thread connects dozens of assassins. Some thread passes through the chest, some through the neck, some through the cheek, and some through the arm... I don't know what material the red thread is made of. It's incredibly tough.

And those assassins, how dare they act rashly?

At this time, the little adult Fang said quietly: "Nie Xiaoju, how can you take out such rough sewing? Let your adults laugh... Remember to sew more beautifully next time."