were incredibly still, the smell of burnt offerings drifting lazily about, like a fish swimming around the noses of several extraordinary cultivators. It was playful, yet also provocative.Ye Lingxiao...A sudden downpour of heavy rain.

The hurried rain beat against the night, making it even colder.

To overcome the strong with the weak, one must exert every ounce of strength. The state of Zhuang has no right to remain.

So now the entire Xin'an City is unprecedentedly weak, and it doesn't even have enough troops to maintain basic law and order.

The battle that took place on the streets of the capital of Zhuang Guo lasted for a whole minute, and still no one came to help.

The heavy rain relentlessly pounded the streets. This weighty accusation persisted for a long time, and only then did people cautiously venture out from their rooms on either side of the street, observing the situation.

Naturally, one could only see a body that had been dismembered into six parts.

The deputy prime minister of the Chu state, Dong'a's corpse.

When Jiang Wang acted, he only intended to kill Dong A completely, but in fact, he created such a cruel death.

The police officer who received the report rushed to the scene and cordoned it off. Upon identifying the victim, he almost fainted.

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Those officials who had been dispersed to rest by Dong A beforehand gradually gathered in the Wenhuage, but for a long time they couldn't come up with a strategy.

Until...I wish only my body to be engulfed in flames, marching from the border fortress, breaking through the rain curtain and flying.

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Zhuge Wei probably never regarded Lin Zhengren as a rival. Ever since Lin Zhengren, at that time, had retreated without fighting when facing the siege of Jiangcheng, this name was forgotten by him.

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He later lent his gun to Jiang Wang and also sent a message from Lin Zhengren that if he dared to bully others with his cultivation, he would beat him every time they met. It could be said that he was utterly disdainful. And Lin Zhengren really endured it in silence, never engaging in direct confrontation.

But in Lin Zhengren's heart, he truly cared about only one opponent: Zhu Weiyi. Of course, now it probably had to include the man who broke into the Lin family estate at night and wore a Shan Gui mask.

This time, the State of Chu mobilized almost all its fighting force for war. However, those high-ranking officials left only Zhu Wei in the country.

This unspoken expectation placed a heavy burden on Lin Zhengren. He understood very well that in the minds of the Zuo country's high-ranking officials, Zhu Weimiao weighed more than all the young prodigies, and was treated as the future core.

But the urgency was just urgency, he Lin Zhengren would never give up.

This time, the Zhuang Yong War was a good opportunity. Zhucheng Wei was naturally expected to perform well, and even in a way, he was seen by the high-level officials of Zhuang as a "backup" and "future seed." However, this also doomed him to make no achievements on the battlefield of Zhuang Yong.

In this crucial battle, if he can perform brilliantly and earn enough merit, he might be able to rise to the top later.

It was precisely with this mindset that Lin Zhengren refused to allow anyone to influence his actions.

With people, he scoured the northern prefecture of Yongguoling, driving civilians to Luolong Pass. This kind of thing wasn't complicated; all it took was ruthlessness. And he did an excellent job.

At this time, Lin Zhengren paused in mid-air and bowed to a red-faced elder who rushed over.

“The Lord of Sacrifice suddenly came here, is there any urgent military intelligence to announce”

This red-faced old man is Zhang Ren, the ceremonial wine master of Guozijian.

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The director of the National Palace Museum has traditionally been concurrently served by the Prime Minister. However, the Prime Minister does not have the time and energy to manage the specific affairs of the National Palace Museum. In reality, the actual head of the museum is the Taisi (祭酒).

As for Zhang Ren, Lin Zhengren was naturally very familiar with him.

The displaced people of Yongguo marched on, forming a long line at the feet of their pursuers. At intervals, someone would raise a torch. The Zhuang Kingdom side, naturally, would not provide any hanging lights for these displaced people.

Their base was at Suolong Pass, in Yuyang Prefecture.

It seems that it's probably too late now, the situation is changing too quickly and dramatically.

Zhang Ren lowered his head and suddenly asked, "Lin Zhengren, how do you think driving away these ordinary people will be effective"

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Lin Zhengren couldn't quite grasp his thoughts at the time, and cautiously replied, "Haven't the materials sent down by the superiors already made their intentions clear"

Zhang Ren remained composed. "Go on, speak."

The question of the sacrificial wine couldn't be ignored. Lin Zhengren thought for a moment, then honestly said: "I see that the rear army has prepared many broken pattern talismans, so they must have already had a plan. When driving these Yong National citizens to attack the city, let them hold the broken pattern talismans and go forward, breaking one formation pattern can allow them to retreat unharmed. If Han Yin orders their execution, he will inevitably lose the hearts of the people; if he ignores them, then the Solitary Dragon Pass formation will surely be broken."

Zhang Ren sighed: "Even if we win using this method, the people will probably not be easily pacified."

“The Grand Wine Priest is right,” Lin Zhengren said carefully, “But now we probably can’t worry about that much. The most important thing is victory right now. As for public opinion, it’s the easiest to manipulate and can be gradually cultivated.”

Zhang Ren looked at him meaningfully: "You are a talented person."

Although Lin Zhengren had met Zhang Ren many times, people like him always kept their true feelings hidden. It was difficult to tell what he was really thinking. Lin Zhengren himself wasn't sure and couldn't be certain whether his answers would satisfy Zhang Ren.

Therefore, he only modestly replied, "Master of the Wine Ceremony has praised me too highly."

"There's a task for you." Zhang Ren lightly opened up this topic, as if it were just a casual inquiry. He continued, "Something happened in Xincheng. I don't know the specifics yet, so we need to send a few clever disciples from the National Institute back to investigate. Report any developments immediately."

He looked at Lin Zhengren: "I think you are very smart and very suitable for this task."

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Lin Zhengren's face was impassive, making it impossible to tell what he was truly feeling.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yan merely bowed his hands in greeting: "I am honored by the esteemed Master of Sacrifice's recognition. Zheng Ren will certainly take on the task. However, the matter concerning Lingbei Prefecture..."

"You needn't worry about that, I'll find someone to take over." Zhang Ren patted him on the shoulder. "Just do this for me."

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"The student obeys." Lin Zhengren bowed to accept the order and turned away, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Has something happened in Xincheng

The prime minister doesn't even know what happened there, yet he sent me

He thinks I didn't die fast enough...

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He sneered inwardly, but showed not the slightest hint of it on his face.

Because he had no right to refuse the invitation from the National Temple Wine Master.

Lin Zhengren has always been a very rational person. In his own judgment system, he would never take risks that he shouldn't, and he would never do things that he shouldn't.

Even his dissatisfaction with Zhang Ren was quickly forgotten, replaced by a more important piece of information and judgment: Zhang Ren, having served as the wine master for too long, might have forgotten the harsh realities of the world and now likely valued people who were kind and compassionate. If he ever came into contact with him again, he would need to adjust his demeanor.

After considering all aspects, Lin Zhengren still set off on the road back to Zhuang Guo.

Returning from Lingbei Prefecture to Xincheng, the entire journey was under the control of the Zhuang Guo army. We could fly freely and recklessly.

Even if it was just for show, he couldn't dawdle too long and let his fellow disciples who had also received the order get ahead of him.

As they neared the territory of Huaxing County, Lin Zhengren slowed his pace and observed their surroundings with utmost caution.

To his surprise, Hualin County was very peaceful and tranquil.

The expected danger did not occur.

This doubt lingered until he stepped into Xincheng. Sang Xian Shou said, “Why are you so certain he would risk himself for you”"He definitely will! Our bond goes deeper than anyone can possibly imagine!" Officer Wang Yue spoke with growing fervor, his...