Going north

The sky is clear and the blue waves are everywhere, and the cheerful chirping of seagulls is heard from time to time in the sky.

This is a large building ship owned by the Royal Trading Company. The purpose of this trip is to go north to Fusang.

Yang Pan stood at the top of the property, blowing the sea breeze freely.

A fat man dressed in a private outfit came over and landed behind Yang Pan and said, "Sir, why don't you go down to rest? I heard from the boatmen that the wind is about to blow, and there may be a storm at night, so it's better that you have to go into the warehouse to rest. There are two days left to go to Liaodong."

"Well, the Imperial City Department has made arrangements?" Yang Pan nodded and asked.

"Don't worry, the arrangement has been made and you won't miss your affairs." The fat man nodded. He was not a professional spy in the Imperial City Department, but he was just a businessman who worked for the emperor. However, he was named in the Imperial City Department and could be regarded as their peripheral personnel.

Nowadays, most of the people who travel outside have their names in the Imperial City Department, responsible for collecting some public information.

That was amateur, but this fat man was professional. The businessman who ran the boat was amateur. His job was a spy, commonly known as a secret agent.

The plan is actually very simple, just Yang Pan killed someone and the Imperial City Department was responsible for the aftermath.

This has made the people of the Imperial City Department suffer.

However, with Yang Pan in front of them, they just helped them. Although they were doing rough and tiring work, at least they were not too difficult or dangerous.

Of course, there is indeed some pressure to operate in Liaodong.

After all, it is nominally the territory of the Liao Kingdom.

However, the Liao Kingdom has a vast land and is sparsely populated, and it is impossible to take care of the bitter and cold land of Liaodong, so the rise of the Jurchen tribe between the white mountains and black waters.

If this is as popular as the Central Plains, look at the chieftains in the southwest, can they rise?

No, because they are surrounded by Han people, and their territory is also mixed with Han territory.

The imperial court had the idea of ​​boiling frogs with warm water. It was not just a strong one, otherwise the soil would be changed to flow in minutes.

After hearing the advice, Yang Pan returned to the cabin. It was ten days later, and a storm was coming.

The sea is so moodless. The sky was clear before and the next moment was a storm.

Yang Pan sat quietly and breathed, absorbed his mind, and regained his energy. He had not gone out for two days. He had reached his level of cultivation and had reached the state of eating wind and drinking dew. Fasting was just a small matter.

Inserting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can meet the needs of life consumption.

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"Sir, Liaodong is here, and there is XX Port in front of him." Fatty Man knocked on Yang Pan's door and spoke.

Yang Pan finished his breathing, opened the door, stepped out, and a strong cold wind blew.

Yang Pan looked up and saw that the so-called port was a bridge extended by a small fishing village with wood, and such a large ship could not be parked at all. In early spring, Liaodong was still white in the main color, and occasionally a green spot could be found in it.

"Very good, I'll go first, you guys continue." Yang Pan nodded.

"Sir, the boat cannot enter the port, but there is a small boat that can be sent to you." Fatty official said.

"No need, there is no need to be such trouble." Yang Pan said, jumped up and flew away in the air.

"Hiss, Lingkongxudu, how is this possible? Is this still a human?" The fat man was so surprised that his eyes almost fell out. This was the first time he saw Lingkongxudu mentioned in the book. The highest level of martial arts described in the ancient books was not exaggerated, but facts!

With the cultivation level of Yang Pan, flying is no longer a new thing.

Yang Pan could even fly to Liaodong by himself, which was much faster than taking a boat.

Why did Yang Pan choose to build a boat? Isn’t it because he wants to cooperate with the actions of the Imperial City Department?

After all, the Imperial City Department also needs to prepare to go deep into Liaodong and pick up and drop off children, and the manpower, material and financial resources are also mobilized.

Even Yang Pan people are leaving this world, why are you keeping money?

So Yang Pan simply took out his wealth and subsidized this time. With money, the people from the Imperial City Department will be much easier to handle, but it will also take time.

If the funds are insufficient, the Imperial City Department will have to raise funds for at least ten days and half a month, but now it will be much faster without raising funds.

The transfer of tens of thousands of children can be arranged in a few days, which shows the energy of the Imperial City Department.

In fact, this is because most of the Imperial City Department's power is inquiring about the news on the territory of the Liao Kingdom, and it will take time to mobilize them to the Liaodong area.

The agreed time is half a month later.

So, Yang Pan was not in a hurry, he fell down and walked forward step by step.

And Yang Pan is also gathering momentum!

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The Jurchen tribe, hundreds of miles away, is holding a spring festival.

Under the leadership of the clan shamans, countless Jurchens sacrificed their gods, and conserved that the New Year would have a great harvest.

The Jurchens are also nomadic peoples, and they usually do not stay in one place for a long time. At the same time, they can also gather ginseng, hunting, and herbs. The former is the basis of their lives, while the latter is their source of wealth.

Especially precious medicinal materials such as ginseng, deer antler, and snow lotus are in short supply, and they are everywhere in this wild mountain.

It’s just that when collecting, you need to deal with the attacks of beasts.

This day was their most lively and happiest day.

The old shaman who was presiding the high ceremony suddenly raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

The old patriarch of the Jurchen tribe noticed this detail and asked softly: "Great Shaman, what are you looking at?"

"A god of killing comes! And it's for us." The old shaman said in a deep voice.

"Kill God? What's going on?" the old patriarch asked in confusion.

"The Central Plains incident occurred and the Kong family was uprooted by the Central Plains Emperor. Our plan has been exposed. I think it was the people from the Song court who came to take revenge." The old shaman guessed clearly.

"Even that weak Song court dares to send people to retaliate against us?" The old patriarch said indifferently. The Song court occupied the fertile land of the Central Plains, but was bullied by the Liao Kingdom and Xixia. It was really a joke from the surrounding countries.

If the Song court is strong, the Jurchens would not dare to touch its wrong ideas, right?

Therefore, the Jurchens far away in Liaodong really don’t take the Song Dynasty court seriously.

"How many people have come, the great shaman, should we send people to deal with them?" asked the old patriarch.

"Send two battalions of knights, led by Wanyan Tai'a, to search for all suspicious people in the southeast direction." The old shaman sent people from the Holy Mountain Temple.

"I'll send some people to help, right?" the old patriarch said actively.
Chapter completed!