Chapter Eighty-Five: Midnight Slaying Machine

  The moon is full in the sky, and it's midnight now.

  In the Zhongzheng Peace Memorial Hall, Yuan Shuiyuan is writing a letter.

  A wolf-hair brush in hand, a stone ink slab beside it, a Taoist boy grinding ink, and rice paper spread out.

  When Lu Yuan entered, he saw this scene.

  "See Master Shi Bo." Lu Yuan cupped his hands.

  "Has the task been completed?" Yuanyuan asked lightly.

  "Yes." Lu Yuan nodded, it was already midnight, and he just wanted to go back and sleep well. At this time, the old man said: "Come, come to my side and watch me write."

  Lu Yuan was somewhat tearful at this moment, now he just wanted to make up for his sleep, but Yuanyuan Shangren called him to watch him write words. Alright, there's no way, this one is a master uncle, and also the master of Beifeng, his orders can only be obeyed. So he stood behind Yuanyuan Shangren and watched him write.

  After a while, Yun Yi and Yun Ping also returned. They had completed their respective tasks. Yuan Shang called the two of them to his side to watch him write.

  Characters flow from the tip of the pen like clouds and water flowing freely.

  Then, many people came one after another to report the completion of their tasks. Of course, there were occasional unexpected situations and mistakes, but Yuan's arrangements were quite good. When someone made a mistake, someone else immediately covered for them, and piece by piece, the intelligence was transmitted upwards, forming a vast network.

  You're really something else.

  Yuan Ling's arrangement had not been rushed, but it wasn't until the eve of his birthday that he finally took action. Once he made a move, it was with the momentum of thunder and lightning, suddenly deploying so many people to weave a vast net in silence, ultimately culminating in a magnificent harvest.

  In an instant, countless fish were caught in the net.

  This arrangement, this means, this tolerance.

  Yu Yuan Shang Ren is indeed worthy of being Yu Yuan Shang Ren.

  It's not just that, but when these people are reporting, Yuan is always writing with his head down, and what he's writing is the "Emperor's Capital Rhapsody" written by the founding emperor of the previous dynasty: "The majestic Qin River, the imperial residence, the magnificent Hangu Pass, the imperial palace. The ornate palace rises a thousand feet, the detached palaces stretch for hundreds of miles. The mountains and rivers connect to the Han Dynasty, the flying pavilions soar into the void. The clouds and sun hide behind the layers of eaves, the wind and smoke emerge from the intricate carvings..."

  The strokes of the characters are round and square, with a natural flow, gold born in the words, jade moistening between the lines, the law is warm and elegant, beautiful and multifaceted, the structure is wide and broad, the chapter method is clear and refreshing, the breath is ancient and elegant.

  One by one, the intelligence reports came in, and with them, occasional erroneous reports also arrived. Yuan's expression didn't change a bit, his hands remained steady as ever.

  The entire Imperial Capital chapter was written smoothly, as if his heart had no fluctuations at all.

  Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his expression.

  Lu Yuan now knew that Yuanyuan was calling himself, calling Dashi brother Yun Yi, and second brother Yunping was watching him write here, what was the intention.

  One of them, wait for the three people to observe Yuanyuan's arrangement first, and then the three of them will definitely be able to hold their own in the north peak. For now, let's take a look at Yuanyuan's way of doing things and learn from it.

  Secondly, learn to be calm and composed like Mount Tai, even when faced with a crisis.

  It is much better and more useful for a superior man to perform personally for his own three people than to preach everything.

  Night is slowly passing by, and the sand in the hourglass beside me is also trickling down bit by bit.

  “……the vast and profound, the elegant and refined, the fragrance of clouds and rain, the sound of wind and thunder.” These were the last two sentences of "The Imperial Capital", after finishing writing them, Yuan Yuan Shang Ren threw down the wolf hair brush in his hand into the pen holder, he patted his hands: “Let you three young people accompany an old man like me to watch a night of words, this piece of "The Imperial Capital" is finally finished, you can also go back now.”

  At this time, the people he sent out to perform tasks have also completed their tasks.

  The hidden forces and hands of Yuan Ling have basically been completely destroyed.

  This net has really caught a lot of fish, including some big ones.

  As for teaching three talented true disciples along the way, that can only be considered a bonus.

  Finally can go home to sleep, now Lu Yuan is dozing off, this tossing and turning until the second half of the night, originally lazy self can not doze off? Dozed off during Zhong Zheng Ping He's lecture, stretched several lazy waists, while at this time, Yun Yi and Yun Ping both looked thoughtful, neither of them spoke.

  It's really awesome, Yuan Yuan Shang Ren, a night of darkness, countless killings.

  Lu Yuan Chang let out a sigh of relief, but it was none of his business anymore. Now he just wanted to go back and sleep.

  I hope you have a good dream.

  ——————

  When I woke up, it was already afternoon on the second day.

  The weather is great.

  Tomorrow is Yuan Wenyuan's 500th birthday.

  It's finally here.

  Just after having a light breakfast, pickled cucumber and clear porridge, feeling extremely comfortable, Ye Fang and Ye Yuan had already rushed in, Ye Fang said: "Go, go, go, let's go see Liu Shimei."

  "What?" Lu Yuan was taken aback.

  "Look at Liu Shi Mei." Ye Yuan said beside him, "Didn't I mention it to you before? The ninth true disciple of Jian Zong Dongfeng, Liu Ye'er, is a famous little beauty. To be honest, she's much prettier than Ling San Shi Jie."

  Ling Yuzhu was already considered to be of medium to high appearance, and upon hearing Ye Fang and Ye Yuan's words, she couldn't help but feel some interest. Young people always have some interest in women who look good. Lu Yuan then flipped his hand and put the Nourishing Me Sword at his waist, following Ye Fang and Ye Yuan out the door.

  "Right, what's going on this time?" Lu Yuan asked.

  Ye Fang said: "I heard that it was the seventh true disciple of Qi Zong's Zhifeng Yu Nv Feng, Bai Yu Bing, and the ninth true disciple of Jian Zong's Dongfeng, Liu Ye Er Dou. I heard that Bai Yu Bing is also a very beautiful woman, but she is said to be cold and icy, not like Liu Ye Er who is pure and lovely, so I ignored her."

  Ye Fang, Ye Yuan and Lu Yuan quickly ran to the 24 floating bridges of Beifeng. The 24 floating bridges are a famous scenic spot in Beifeng. There is a stream flowing through here, forming a river that is not very wide. The predecessor of Beifeng built 24 floating bridges on it, all with arch structures, and there are carvings of lions on the bridge.

  It makes this place have some scenery of Jiangnan.

  At this time, there were many onlookers.

  Lu Yuan looked back.

  On the twenty-fourth floating bridge, that woman in white clothes, slightly tall, with a cold face like snow, should be their White Yu Bing. This White Yu Bing is quite beautiful, with slender legs and a silver-white silk ribbon wrapped around her waist, outlining her delicate waist, which can be called absolutely stunning.

  On the other hand, there was a slightly short blue-clad girl. The blue-clad girl had a bit of baby fat, her eyes were innocent and pure, with a beautiful face and snow-white skin, perfect curves. What made this girl most captivating was her innocent eyes, as if they showed the purest place in the world. No wonder she could suppress Bai Yujing and Ling Yu's sister, it seemed that this one was Liu Ye'er.

  It's perfectly normal for a true disciple of the Qi Sect to clash with a true disciple of the Sword Sect.

  Does it matter who wins and who loses between Bai Yu Bing and Liu Ye Er?

  Is this really important?

  Lu Yuan was now standing beside, appreciating the exchange between Bai Yu Bing and Liu Ye Er, with his hands clasped in front of his chest. This was the life a true disciple should lead, compared to killing enemies one by one in the dark night, this kind of life was much more comfortable, watching his beautiful senior sisters exchanging blows.

  That's just life.

  The sun is warm at this time, and it's extremely comfortable.

  Of course, Lu Yuan also knew that with light there is darkness, and it's okay to try to enjoy life whether it's bright or dark.

  It's so frustrating, it will be released on May 7th, the last day of double monthly tickets. It seems that the new book monthly ticket list is getting farther and farther away from me. But I still have to try my best, preparing to stock up on drafts. After tomorrow's Monday explosion, I'll wait for it to go live before exploding again. Hope everyone can leave some monthly tickets for me, so I can also rush into the new book monthly ticket list.