Sima Zhuifeng, who looked pale and trembling all over, walked out of Yishan Academy tremblingly. By the time he got on the carriage and ordered to go back to the prefect's mansion, his mood had calmed down and his face was calm as usual. There was no trace of him. He had just been pointed out and scolded by thousands of people in the academy.
"Trojan Governor!" Sima Zhuifeng sat calmly in the carriage, holding a small tea cup and sneered softly, a sharp light flashed in his clear eyes, and his whole body was enveloped in a faint red light.
The high-temperature red light was like a layer of glass, clinging tightly to the surface of Sima Zhuifeng's body, without any temperature leaking out.
The red light that is enough to melt gold and pin iron, Sima Zhuifeng can control it so delicately and meticulously, which shows how amazing his cultivation is. If the representatives of the wealthy families in Yishan Academy who rebuked him and expelled him in unison, saw his behavior at this moment, I really don't know how many of them would have the courage to speak.
"Trojan Governor!" As the car drove away from the Yishan Academy, Sima Zhuifeng looked back at the academy gate, and the teacup in his hand, along with the tea and tea leaves, turned into a wisp of smoke.
"You really think of me as a waste made of wood and clay? How can I, Sima Zhuifeng, insult the reputation of my Sima family?" Sima Zhuifeng chuckled a few times, suddenly closed his eyes, and shouted softly: " Old Wutou, take my name card and go to Fengyu Jiuchong Pass to meet General Li of the 'Open Coffin' and ask him to mobilize troops into the city."
Outside the carriage, riding on the back of a green horse, Sima Zhuifeng's personal manager Lao Wutou, who was wearing black and thin, nodded slightly, swayed his body, and faced a breeze, and he was flying like a big kite. Standing up, his figure suddenly blurred in the air more than ten feet above the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yaozhou was a newly established state more than a hundred years ago. Every inch of land in Yaozhou was snatched by the ancestors of Yaozhou from the remnants of the wilderness, and every inch of soil was soaked with blood.
The wilderness is boundless, and the survivors in the mountains are fierce, strange, and extremely difficult to deal with. Groups of barbarians from the tribesmen of the survivors often harass the prefectures and counties of Yazhou. At the beginning of the establishment of Yazhou, there are always new things happening every once in a while. The opened prefectures and counties were broken into and bloodbathed by the surviving barbarians.
At the request of the previous governor of Yazhou, the Jin Dynasty set up nine continuous checkpoints at the key point leading to the Shiwanhuang wilderness in Yazhou to guard against the intrusion of the barbarians. Each of the nine checkpoints had its own unique characteristics. The captain led the troops to guard the area, and a general with mixed numbers was in charge of the nine checkpoints known as the "Nine Levels of Wind and Rain" by the people of Yazhou.
Fengyu Jiuchong Pass was also the most powerful military presence of the Jin Dynasty in Yazhou. Regardless of the number of soldiers, elite level, and equipment quality, they far exceeded the state soldiers under Sima Zhuifeng.
The soldiers are excellent and powerful. The garrison at Fengyu Jiuchong Pass is directly under the jurisdiction of the Taiwei Mansion of the Jin Dynasty. It has no subordinate relationship with the Yazhou government. All supplies, military pay, supplies, etc. are directly allocated by the Taiwei Mansion every year. It can be deducted from the commercial tax, grain tax and various miscellaneous taxes in Yizhou City.
Sima Zhuifeng had no right to dictate the garrison at Fengyu Jiuchong Pass, but he dared to let his personal manager Lao Wutou take his name card instead of his official documents from the prefect to dispatch troops at Fengyu Jiuchong Pass, which shows his influence on Fengyu Jiuchong Pass. The power exceeds everyone’s imagination.
"Superintendent of the Trojan Horse!" Sima Zhuifeng squinted at the street scene outside the car window and smiled extremely coldly: "Since it is a Trojan horse, you can't decide whether it can walk or not! You whip it and chop it with a knife, but we are a Trojan horse. I won’t obey your orders!”
After laughing a few times, Sima Zhuifeng turned over his hand and grabbed a bottle of grape wine produced in Ganzhou, Jin Dynasty from the secret compartment of the carriage. He took out a thumb-sized "Five Stone Pill" with a gold and stone color from his belt. He threw it into the wine bottle and shook it vigorously a few times.
A heat wave rushed out from Sima Zhuifeng's palm, wrapped around the wine bottle and smoked it. With his vigorous shaking, the Five Stone Pills quickly dissolved in the grape wine, and a pungent aroma turned into billowing white gas and sprayed from the mouth of the bottle. When he came out, he hurriedly opened his mouth and swallowed the white air completely.
Sima Zhuifeng's fair complexion suddenly turned red. He held his breath and drank up the grape wine mixed with Five Stone Pills. His complexion was so red that he was about to bleed.
His pupils shrank to the size of needle tips, Sima Zhuifeng's belly roared like thunder, and his internal organs were shocked by the power of the Five Stone Pill. Soon he was sweating profusely, forcing him to lift the curtains of the car.
The car was driving at high speed, and a cool breeze broke into the car, making Sima Zhuifeng's hair and clothes dance wildly. He took off his big robe and pulled it open to reveal his bare chest. The cool breeze blew on his sweat-dropped chest. Sima Zhuifeng still felt unbearably hot all over!
"Hiss! What an overbearing medicine. It is more than three times more powerful than the previous Five Stone Powder medicine! These new batch of alchemy alchemists recruited by the emperor really have some skills!" Sima Zhuifeng shook his head slightly, and the scene in front of him began. Shaking and blurry, he laughed strangely with an inexplicable "hehe".
Today, the emperor of the Jin Dynasty desires immortality extravagantly, and ignores the government affairs, refining elixirs and taking medicine all day long, which has attracted the princes, nobles, and leading figures of wealthy families throughout the Jin Dynasty to follow suit. Sima Zhuifeng was born in the Sima clan. Although he was far away in Yazhou, he could always get a copy of the most popular elixirs in the Jin capital in time.
"As expected of the elixir that the emperor spent a lot of money to refine, it's wonderful!" Sima Zhuifeng smiled with a confused expression. He felt that his stomach was as hot as fire, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. Wu Yuan was flowing rapidly in his body, which was much faster than during his daily practice. The speed is at least twice as fast.
"We have to spread the medicine quickly, spread out, spread out!" Sima Zhuifeng suddenly stuck his head out of the car window and shouted to the driver: "Speed up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry back home!"
The medicinal power of the Five Stone Pills is extremely overbearing. If you want to dissipate the medicinal power, you either have to run naked in the snow in the cold winter, or you can only reconcile yin and yang, using the wonderful principles of yin and yang to reconcile the extremely overbearing pure yang energy in the body.
The car drove a little faster, and Sima Zhuifeng exposed his head outside the car window, looking at the scenery on the roadside with a silly smile.
After leaving the main road leading to Yishan Academy and turning a few corners, Sima Zhuifeng's guard of honor turned onto the main road of Yizhou City. Sima Zhuifeng stuck his head out of the car window and stared blankly at the street scene. He suddenly frowned.
I don’t know why, but there are a lot of annoying people on the streets of Yazhou today.
Groups of shirtless men with various crowbars and ropes in their hands sat lazily under the eaves of the street, laughing and telling dirty jokes unique to rural villagers.
In the small alleys on the street, many urban foxes and rats were looking around, with a sinister and treacherous sneer on their faces.
Several teams were crowded on the street, and a large number of trucks were crowded together, blocking the road.
Sima Zhuifeng, who was in a hurry to return to the prefect's mansion to "disperse", was blocked on the road. He suddenly shouted angrily: "What's going on? Why are the roads blocked? Let them all get out of here, the prefect." ! ”