Li Jianqiu sighed faintly: "It sounds like killing Zhen is a bit difficult for him. This will give me, my senior brother, some comfort."

Du Yehu thought for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Zhu, if you know the news may come."

"Have you contacted Zhu Weiwo?" Song Qingyue asked.

"How to contact?"

"It's too illusory."

"I don't know what his name is in Taixu Illusion Realm."

"Zhu is not familiar with the one in Taixu Illusion, so it's obviously him."

"Really?" Du Yehu scratched his head and looked at Li Jianqiu: "Is it so obvious?"

Li Jianqiu nodded.

Du Yehu tried to enter Taixu Illusion and wrote a letter, but then exited after a while: "He refuses to be contacted by any stranger."

"It's his style." Li Jianqiu said.

"Forget it." Du Yehu said again: "We will meet eventually."

The three of them went all the way north.

Their plan was to go to Li Country first to see how Hong Junyan, the legendary king, governed government. How to balance the relationship between the past and present people, and how to balance the relationship between the people of the original five northwest countries and the people of the Snow Country.

The knowledge in this is enough for them to study for a long time.

A large part of the reason for the failure of the Qiming New Deal was the opposition between nest areas and non-nest areas. In their original plan, the two should be in a mutually reinforcing relationship.

Song Qingyue also entered the Taixu Illusion Realm to receive some news about the Qingjiang Shui Tribe. He suddenly raised his head and said in shock: "Fu Baosong is dead!"

A coup ended.

The Prime Minister is fine, the General is fine, Sui-kun is fine.

In the end, Fu Baosong, who had always had political disagreements with them, was killed.

Du Yehu was stunned on the spot.

Li Jianqiu looked back sadly. Only then did he understand what Zhang Ren meant by "no need".

How can a coup be conducted without bloodshed?

There are those who bleed.

That's the only head that can be chopped off and is heavy enough.

…

…

Zhu Weiwo left Zhuang Guo, but did not go to Du Yehu and the others again. It was enough to ensure their safety. Everyone has their own life, and not everyone is willing to stay in a restaurant every day.

He subconsciously flew north, but remembered that Buhu City no longer existed.

He really wants to fly south, and Jucheng will stop somewhere in the southern region. But he is not qualified now.

He was walking alone in the forest with empty hands, moving forward with every step, but it always felt too slow.

"Come on, hurry up, there won't be many days when Jucheng will be open!"

Such a sound flew past my ears from afar.

There was a long caravan, winding like a dragon and a snake, going south.

Zhu Wei, I couldn’t help but listen attentively.

It turns out that Jucheng held the Thousand Opportunities, which had not been opened for hundreds of years. To be precise, ever since Rao Xiansun, the former Jiusun, died in battle at Yu Yuan, making him the evil king of Shura, Shantan, the Thousand Opportunities have been suspended ever since.

Great City is the headquarters of the Mo family. It is a city of steel and a city of divine craftsmanship. It does not have an exact location, but it usually stops at Tianjue Peak when the Thousand Opportunities are held.

The so-called "Thousand Opportunities" can be regarded as a tradition of the Mohist family. It is a grand gathering for the Mohist family to show the latest achievements of its institutions to the world. It usually lasts for nine days in a row, and the gates of the great city are wide open at that moment. Clouds often gather from all over the world and flow from all directions.

The Mohists are very willing to show off the most advanced machine skills and are not stingy about sharing them. Therefore, the former "Thousand Chances" had a private name called "Stealing Masters Conference".

Anyone can learn something, and whatever you learn is considered a skill.

But that's obviously a thing of the past.

Qian Jinhua, a contemporary wealthy man, obviously wants to turn it into an "investment conference."

This grand meeting held at Tianjue Peak has invited almost all chambers of commerce with sufficient strength in the world to participate. The Qianji Pavilion of the Mo family has also distributed pictures of many goods to various forces in advance. The intention is very obvious - I want to

Just raise money if you want.

Coincidentally, this passing caravan happened to be from the Yun Kingdom. The leader was a disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion, a guy named Xie Ruixuan.

Zhu Wei, I had no impression of this name. When I saw that particularly square face, I remembered that I had met him in Yun Kingdom.

Yes, he couldn't hold it back in the end and got into the motorcade.

Under the cover of Xie Ruixuan, he disguised himself as a caravan steward and was responsible for managing the cargo of three trucks.

"Aren't you going to Jucheng to purchase goods? Why are you loading so many goods?" Zhu Weiwo asked while sitting in the rickety carriage.

Xie Rui

Let’s take some bulk goods to Jucheng. It’s not all Jucheng, we have to sell and buy as we go.”

I wish I had some understanding: "No wonder you didn't stop much along the way. You kept doing calculations with your account book."

"Things like running a business will test the team leader's vision." Xie Ruixuan said with a smile: "I don't have much talent in cultivation, but fortunately I have some talent in this area."

Zhu Weiwo looked at him: "Then you can consider practicing business."

Xie Ruixuan's smile became even brighter: "Senior Sister has already prepared the exercises for me. I can almost get started this time when I go back - I know that you geniuses don't want to waste time, I won't disturb you, you are in the carriage

Practice, I’ll call you out when we’re almost here.”

With that said, he opened the curtain and went out, and ran to the front again to count the goods.

Zhu Wei and I stopped talking and sat quietly in the carriage.

Since that day when Buhu City was destroyed and he broke away with his gun, Huang Jinmo was captured by the Mo family and brought back to Jucheng. It is now the eighth year...

Time flies by like water!
Chapter completed!