Chapter Eighty: Beacon Fires Rise

  Qīngyù Jùn, Pán Fǔ! -> Qingyu County, Pan Prefecture!

  At this time, the weather turned warm, and the carp hidden at the bottom of the lake seemed to come out for a breath. Dozens of carp shone golden in the sunlight, creating ripples on the water's surface, with small bubbles being swallowed and spat out by the fish one after another.

  "Master, you said that according to folklore, carp jumping into the dragon gate can transform into a dragon. Is it really true?" Xiaoyao scattered some fish food and immediately the carp rushed over in a frenzy.

  "It's possible that it might be true!" said Xiwen, biting her little finger, with one hand holding onto Pan Hao, in a clear and crisp voice.

  "What do you think, Little Peach?"

  "I don't know! But folk legends are like the wind that blows through an empty cave, they must have some reason and origin!" Little Peach thought with her head tilted.

  "Master, what do you say!"

  "Of course, there is, but this dragon gate is not so easy to jump up to. Eight or nine out of ten will perish halfway, and some lucky ones can return under the true dragon and assist the true dragon." Pan Hao said with a faint smile.

  "Young master, someone has come to visit!" A servant came to report.

  "Hmm! Who is it?" Pan Hao slowly got up and adjusted his clothes.

  "They say his surname is Qu." The young servant thought carefully and said.

  "Oh! Alright, take him to the front hall and serve tea!"

  Pan Haodan smiled faintly, already knowing who it was in his heart.

  "Yes, young master!"

  The little servant responded with a respectful tone and turned down.

  "Is that Quzhū sister?" Xiǎo Wén little girl said with a slightly strange tone, her small hands supporting her tender cheeks. Apparently, she felt threatened by Quzhū's existence.

  "Hey little girl, want to come with us?" Pan Hao said endearingly as he ruffled the little girl's hair.

  "Don't even think about it!" The little girl proudly raised her head, disdainful of Pan Hao's comforting gestures.

  "Hehe, okay!"

  Pan Hao was overjoyed and turned to the two maidservants saying: "You watch Miss, I'll go take a look!"

  "Yes, young master!"

  Xiao Yao and Xiao Tao saw Xi Wen and Pan Hao's movements, couldn't help but smile, and replied together.

  "Hmm!"

  Pan Hao then stepped out of the pavilion.

  ……

  "Big Brother Pan!"

  Qu Zhū saw Pān Hào walk in and her eyes lit up instantly. She hastily got up from her seat.

  "Pan Xianzhong!" Qu father also stood up, seeing Pan Hao involuntarily lit up with a bright smile, his own daughter had always been thinking of this young man! However, the fate of marriage was indeed mysterious, and it was unknown whether the two had a destined connection.

  "Uncle Qu! Little Qu Zhu!" Pan Hao smiled and first bowed to Qu's father, then smiled at Qu Zhu.

  "This time, I came to thank you for your help, nephew. If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid that neither I nor Quzhū would still be in this world. And now, my body is fully recovered, and my internal energy has greatly increased. I can even feel the barrier of my innate abilities. In the near future, I believe I will definitely break through." Qu Fù was a straightforward person, and he thanked him with great gratitude, bowing his hands. "In the future, if there's anything that needs to be done, just give me an order, and I, Qu Hong, will rush into boiling water or walk through fire, even if it means certain death!"

  "Don't say that, it's just a coincidence that I happened to help Qiu Zhu!" Pan Hao said with a wave of his hand and a hint of sigh.

  "Brother Pan, don't be modest. The situation back then is still vivid in my mind!" Qu Zhu pouted her small mouth. How could she, Qu Zhu, not repay kindness? Moreover, that person was Brother Pan. Thinking of this, the girl's cheeks flushed slightly, but she still looked up at Pan Hao with determination.

  "Good nephew, no need to decline, the kindness and virtue of Qu Hong are all remembered in my heart!" Qu's father thought sincerely, pressing on the armrest of his chair, his voice loud and clear, matching Qu Zhu's words.

  "Let's drop it, I've prepared a table of fine wine, let's have a good drink." Pan Hao said no more and hastily spoke to the two.

  "Then trouble Xianzhong. Qu Shu I'm not polite!" Qu father, on the other hand, cupped his hands and was willing to stay, wanting his daughter to spend more time with Pan Hao.

  No mention of wine and banquets, cups and chopsticks intertwined.

  Qingzhou!

  Beacons are lit everywhere, and soldiers rush to the sky. Many places are desolate and uninhabited, decadent and deserted. On the side of the road, there are many dry corpses lying down, crows crying loudly, and the earth's resentment rushes to the sky.

  The flood submerged the homes of countless people, the court was corrupt and powerless to relieve the disaster. Many refugees died on the way, no one buried them, and they were left to rot in the wilderness.

  Simultaneous kidnappings and killings, exchanging children for food, and killing people to grab food are happening one after another. At this time, the masses have already risen up in revolt.

  In a certain place in Qingzhou, thousands of rebels were stationed at the foot of the mountain. These rebels were all shabbily dressed and pale, with rough weapons. Many of them held hoes, sickles, and even some held only a wooden stick, their combat effectiveness can be imagined. At this time, these rebels had a faint sense of decadence and decline.

  But among the many tents, there was one tall tent. All around, teams of tall and powerful soldiers wearing simple armor patrolled back and forth, with an aura of solemnity and murder lingering. These were the elite of the rebel army, who would be given priority in food supply, but also had to pay double effort to train and kill enemies.

  Dashing in on a swift horse, a soldier wearing simple armor shouted from atop:

  "We have confidential information!"

  "Let me through quickly!"

  The brave and strong soldiers surrounding the large tent hastily made way for Xin Bing to enter.

  Bang!

  The cavalrymen on horseback arrived several zhangs outside the tent, hastily dismounted, and then quickly ran in.

  Inside the tent, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance stood with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, seemingly very worried. Suddenly hearing an urgent report from outside, he couldn't help but feel a tightening in his heart - could it be that Yu Yuan's army had surrounded and killed him here?

  "Come in!" The man ordered the messenger outside the tent.

  "It's General!"

  The soldier who had just been riding his horse wildly outside suddenly rushed in, holding an envelope sealed with red wax in both hands and bowed to hand it over to the man.

  "Ah-ha! So that's how it is! Heaven destroys the Great Song!" The middle-aged man excitedly slammed his palm on the table, leaving a deep handprint several inches in.

  The man turned his body and walked out of the tent: "The great Song Dynasty has collapsed, we are destined by heaven to destroy the Song Dynasty!"

  The man used his inner strength, and his voice was so loud that it almost deafened the ears, and could be heard for miles. His power was majestic, making people tremble with fear. At the same time, the news he brought was even more shocking to hear.

  "What? The Emperor is dead!"

  "This is heaven's will for the great Song dynasty to perish!"

  "Many injustices will ultimately lead to their own downfall, we finally have a day of liberation!"

  The rebel army suddenly surged with excitement, each one exhilarated. The suffocating feeling of being pursued by Yu Yuan for many days instantly dissipated.

  At the same time, several large-scale insurgent leaders also received information and were overjoyed, spreading it widely.

  In the Yan River County of Qingzhou, on the plain, there were layers and layers of military tents standing upright. In the middle of the tent, a middle-aged man with a national character face sat upright in the middle of the tent, his back as straight as a spear. His large hands rested on the armrests, exuding an aura of majesty.

  At this time, he held a letter in his hand, and his eyes showed a look of horror: "The chaotic world is indeed coming, I thought that Yu Yuan had devoted his life to the court, with outstanding achievements. Now it's already too late to turn back, but the will of the former emperor must be followed, and the Qingzhou rebel army must be suppressed."

  Yu Yuan's eyes burst out with a strong and fierce light, and his determination in his heart became even more resolute after receiving this news.