Peace Order
Chapter 612 - 49: Shuangtao’s Note, Academy’s Appointment_2

Chapter 612: Chapter 49: Shuangtao’s Note, Academy’s Appointment_2

The person in charge of the Changfeng Building for the Jiangnan Eighteen States was from the Xue Family, a somewhat famous scholar, Li Guanyi read on the letter, and Xue Shuangtao had become one of the managers of the Changfeng Building, observing the familiar handwriting of that young girl.

Therefore, I also built a Changfeng Building there, perhaps it will be of help to you.

Xue Shuangtao.

Li Guanyi quietly looked at these letters, his palms had grown accustomed to slaughter, but now they gently caressed the letter still softly, finding traces of the young girl when he bowed his head, even more than a year after their separation.

Sometimes separation is not about distance.

When the wind blew, the surface of the pond rippled like the rivers of Guan Yi City.

That plum tree, which would not blossom during this season, gently swayed, and the person in charge of the Changfeng Building in the state city was just outside this courtyard, quietly bowing his head in wait, in the third month after the Qilin Army had entered the mountains, when there was no news, the young girl in Guan Yi City found him.

Back then, he said he would not run to such a far and dangerous place to be responsible for such an intelligence agency, let alone someone like Li Guanyi, although his name had risen, who knew if he would survive?

To be young and famous and then die, weren’t there enough heroes like shooting stars in the sky?

But in the end, he was persuaded.

The young girl appeared gentle, but at such a critical moment, she displayed a forcefully heroic aura, she said, "Mr. Shang Yuanzhi is a scholar, do you wish to see the same events as before, or witness a legendary rise like the Red Emperor’s?"

Shang Yuanzhi thought: "She really trusts you, Duke Qin."

At the time when Marquis Qin Wu was most in need, there was still one person who would quietly stand there, just like in the beginning, inside the private academy, where the jobless, half-starved young man clutching his stomach looked up, unaware of the laughing young mistress in the tall building watching him.

It was like when he was imprisoned by the Imperial Guard, someone quietly knocked on the iron bars and then smiled at him in the sunlight.

He quietly looked at those idle, light words on the letter.

"Summer has reached its end, the lotuses have withered, dragonflies skim the water flying past, the autumn wind is refreshing, and people outside Guan Yi City fly kites."

"Autumn has arrived, the leaves on the mountains have turned completely red, and they are beautiful when they fall."

"Spring has come, flowers are blooming, slim and graceful."

"That tree under which I hurt my foot, I can now climb it by myself."

Nobody could enter the separate courtyard where the sword of Marquis Qin Wu rested peacefully.

Anyone who wished to enter was stopped by Shang Yuanzhi.

The summer wind still carried a fierce rhythm.

The young hero, famous at sixteen, leaned on his sword, sitting there alone for a long time.

......

Li Guanyi’s division was getting ready to prepare an envoy, needing to enter the magnificent Red Emperor’s imperial city with the grandeur of a military marquis, the soldiers of the Qilin Army almost directly advanced to the second level of combat due to this matter.

The political situation in Central State was equally complex, like a bottomless abyss, a slight misstep could lead to being swallowed whole, in truth, the most suitable to lead this embassy should be Old Pang Pang Shuiyun, who was old but firm, had experienced many things, seen rises and falls, and had been quiet for over a decade.

But now the situation in Jiangnan was complex, though the aristocratic families were under Li Guanyi’s control, following Yuan Zhi’s advice, the young man chose restraint over action, letting these families constantly feel the sword hanging over their heads.

The sword would descend, they would not die, but would be severely injured.

But what was more fatal was not knowing when this sword would fall.

This effectively balanced the many aristocratic families.

However, this strategy was only temporary, the sly aristocratic families had already started making other plans, they needed old hands like Pang Shuiyun and the Martial Dragon King, Kou Yulie, one civil and one military, to stabilize the situation.

Regarding what Li Guanyi should do after arriving in Central State, Elder Pang had a simple idea:

"Go to the Academy."

"Your teacher, Wang Tong is there, his status in the Academy is not bad, and he is appreciated and valued by Gongyang Su Wang, since you are his disciple, after finding him, he can surely handle those dry bones in Central State."

Thus, Li Guanyi settled down, just starting to wrap things up before departing.

Among the Qilin Army soldiers who had joined during this long march, some took a brief leave to move their families, and Li Guanyi’s division entered the state city of the Murong Family, which together with the Sword Casting Valley in Ying Country under the control of the Jiang Family, were the only two forces capable of producing mystical weapons in the world.

But the Jiangnan Eighteen States lacked mines, crafting fine weapons was feasible.

But crafting armor was difficult.

So Li Guanyi had Nangong Wumeng take some young men and women from the Murong Family to the two mines discovered along the way, a copper mine and an iron mine, to scout them out, the Murong Family, with capable craftsmen, owned enough mines, yet they were undeveloped.

Which was sufficient to equip them with the capability to craft armor.

But Nangong Wumeng did not return, instead, a Flying Eagle returned first.

"Nangong Wumeng was fishing when the fish swept away, angered, he followed the stream and found the mines, the forging Elder of Murong Family was overjoyed, hoping Nangong Wumeng would travel the world to look for mineral veins"

’Nangong Wumeng refused’