Mr. Chen read through the General History of Yuan and Liang, but did not find the answers he wanted, but instead had more questions.

There was only one book, and he was afraid of being misled, so he looked for other miscellaneous books to read.

Unfortunately, in general, the older the books that record the history of the Yuan and Liang dynasties are, the clearer the memories are, while the more recent the time is, the vaguer the memories are, and it is unclear what the taboos are.

The Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce's Sutra Library has three floors, but Chen Sheng did not set foot on the second and third floors. The serious cultivation and inheritance items placed there are of no use to him.

"Sure enough, the real secrets will not be preserved in the classics."

Mr. Chen shook his head. The top secrets have always been passed down by word of mouth. If you don’t enter that circle, you will never be able to understand them.

He had no choice but to walk out of the Sutra Library. He vaguely heard a noise and followed the sound.

In the courtyard, Lu Shaoqing and the monks who had returned from the caravan were talking about something, and then some of them left.

"What's wrong?"

Mr. Chen came forward and said.

“Some people saw that the Thimble Chamber of Commerce was declining and wanted to leave.”

Lu Shaoqing frowned. The number of monks loyal to the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce was decreasing. If this continued, many things would be delayed.

"If they leave, they leave. People's hearts are in disarray, which is not conducive to management."

Han Fang comforted.

Lu Shaoqing was worried, but he tried his best to hide it. He looked at Chen Sheng and asked with concern, "Sir, have you found what you want to see?"

Mr. Chen shook his head. Those secrets were too profound and unlikely to be recorded in books or silk.

"Talk to Uncle Han, maybe he knows."

A look of regret emerged on Lu Shaoqing's face. He was really thinking about Chen Sheng, so after thinking about it, he pushed Han Fang out.

"I was born and raised here, so I know more than you, an outsider."

Han Fang thought that since he was a few years older than Chen Sheng and a native of the Yuanliang Dynasty, he did know more.

Mr. Chen did not refuse. The three of them walked slowly, sat down in a pavilion, and started talking.

"What do you think of the current Emperor Yuan Liang?"

Under the pavilion, it was quiet and cold. Chen Sheng's eyes became deep and his words pointed at the man who sat on the throne of the Yuanliang Dynasty.

"That is a celestial being in the clouds, and it is impossible to guess what he is thinking."

Han Fang was shocked. He didn't expect Chen Sheng's question to be so big. When mentioning Emperor Yuan Liang, he was a little secretive.

That person who lived in seclusion in the deep palace and did not attend the morning court was extremely capable in balancing all parties delicately.

"It is said that the campaign to restore order was initiated by Marquis Guanjun, and the troops from the border areas responded, and it was successful in the end."

Mr. Chen was vague about many things, so he thought of some of the parties involved and asked, "Where are they?"

Logically speaking, even if those people are old, they are not all dead. As long as there are people who know the truth, that period of history should not be so vague.

"The health of Guanjun Hou was already very poor at that time. He endured until he achieved success, but he passed away after a few days."

Han Fang didn't understand this very well, and said, "The troops in the border towns were dispersed, and the generals were replaced. The emperor lived in seclusion in the deep palace, exploring the four directions. The emperor's scheming is so profound that it makes people awe-inspiring."

He always believed that the man in seclusion in the deep palace was practicing and observing something, playing with the emperor's mind to the extreme.

"Qin Lin is definitely not a heartless person."

Mr. Chen thought of a figure, noble and dignified. Although he was arrogant, he was definitely not the kind of person who looked down on the common people like ants.

"Qin Lin? The name of Emperor Yuan Liang? Who is he?"

This one sentence slightly exposed Chen Sheng's true colors. Han Fang's heart was moved. It was unusual to call the emperor by his name directly.

This confirmed some of his guesses, that Chen Sheng was not a "casual cultivator" and that his temperament and state of mind could not be honed through hardship and chaos.

"Burning city..."

Chen Sheng's thoughts had drifted far away. After all, Fencheng was just a remote place, too far away from the center of the Yuanliang Dynasty, and it was impossible to learn the real secrets.

He wanted to leave, but since he had just arrived, he still needed to learn more. Besides, it would take time to find his next place.

"I'm going out for a walk."

Coming to his senses, Chen Sheng wanted to go out. He couldn't just sit in the well and watch the world from afar, trapped in a Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce. The Yuanliang Dynasty was vast, and his understanding of this country began with the burning of the city.

"That's right, young master is new here, and Fencheng is a bit new to him."

Lu Shaoqing nodded, and then extended his hand, handed out a storage bag, and said, "If you meet someone you like, don't miss it."

She has a slim figure, slender hands, and gives gold as gifts like dirt, which shows what it means to be a wealthy child.

"Miss Lu, what does this mean?"

Mr. Chen said in astonishment.

He had forgotten when was the last time he received a gift from anyone.

For a long time, he was the one who enlightened the people and changed the fate of others.

"When you go out, you always have to take some money with you to protect yourself. Besides, compared with your life-saving grace, this is just a drop in the bucket."

Lu Shaoqing didn't explain anything and smiled gently, but Chen Sheng understood that it was just a way to win people over. It's just that this was done in a way that made people feel comfortable and without any burden.

He finally accepted the storage bag, walked out of the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce casually, and headed towards the four directions of Fencheng.

"Miss, aren't you afraid that he is preparing to leave Fencheng?"

Original place.

Han Fang was worried. Mr. Chen was a talented person and could be of great use if he stayed in the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce. He was just afraid that he would leave.

Lu Shaoqing knew this, but there was a practical problem. The Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce was in a precarious situation at the moment and was in danger. He said, "If we can't keep it, we can just send it away generously and earn some incense."

Since her father's death, she has seen the fickleness of human nature, but there are some things that cannot be avoided just because they may happen.

"well……"

Han Fang sighed softly, his brows furrowed. The Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce was in turmoil both internally and externally, and the situation was indeed not optimistic.

outside world.

There is a lot of hustle and bustle.

There was no oppression like in the Thimble Chamber of Commerce. The sky was bright, illuminating every room, making them as bright as a painting.

"This Thimble Chamber of Commerce is indeed rich."

Mr. Chen walked on the street, his arms swinging slightly, brushing against the storage bag on his waist. He took a look and found that the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce was indeed wealthy, no wonder it attracted so much covetousness.

As his hair was scattered, his brows twitched slightly. He looked somewhere and saw an ordinary figure passing by. There was nothing surprising about it.

“Being followed.”

Mr. Chen was very sure that someone was staring at him. He released his mind and caught a glimpse of a figure that looked like a swimming fish. He took a step and slowly followed.

After a hundred or so breaths, he stopped and appeared in front of a magnificent attic. There were many magical instruments hidden inside. The precious light was so bright that a halo could be seen even in the clear sky.

"Treasure House."

Chen Sheng began to worry, and felt that the person who was following him had deliberately lured him here.

Could it be that the one who attacked Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce was not the Lord of Fencheng, but the Lord of Baibao Tower?

With this doubt in mind, he walked into the Treasure House. What he saw were magical weapons arranged in order. The deeper he went, the higher the level.

"The Calming Bell..."

Chen Sheng was very calm, watching the numerous magical instruments like a tourist. They were of different shapes and powers. Although they were of little use to him, when they were stacked together and their precious lights were stacked, there was a unique beauty of immortal charm.

He saw a bell on an independent display case. It was gray in texture with faint patterns on it. It should have been a very ordinary object, but its aura was truly mysterious.

This is a third-tier magic weapon that has the ability to see within the spirit world and see through obstacles. It is priced at one hundred thousand high-quality spirit stones.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

A loud and majestic voice sounded.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, tall, with bright eyes. He was wearing gorgeous and exquisite robes and looked very noble.

"Who are you?"

Hearing this, Chen Sheng almost laughed out loud. He had been in the Yuanliang Dynasty for only one or two days and had already encountered two "bribes". Could it be that he had found a way to make money and his status had been elevated?

When he was weak before, he didn't have all this kindness. In the final analysis, strength is the key.

"My name is Qing Huo, the owner of Baibao Tower. Nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

The middle-aged man bowed and greeted Mr. Chen, and his attitude towards him was visibly kind.

His status was not low either. He was the owner of this treasure house and controlled enormous wealth.

"I don't think you and I know each other."

Mr. Chen said calmly.

It's not that he is arrogant, but this trip was strange. There was a plan from the beginning, and it's probably not going to be a big deal afterwards.

"Although I have never seen you, your name has reached the ears of the Lord of Burning City."

Qing Huo did not let the atmosphere become cold, and there was a bit of merchant amiability. He also believed that he and Mr. Chen would be on a united front in the future, so he did not care about it, so as to avoid having to meet in the future.

"So, the one who targeted the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce was indeed the Lord of Burning City."

Chen Sheng's eyes flickered. He had just entered the Yuanliang Dynasty and there was no cause and effect. However, he attracted attention in Fencheng. It must be related to the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce.

The Lord of the Burning City would undoubtedly expose himself if he got involved with him at this time.

This answer was not surprising. Han Fang and the others must have guessed it, but without any evidence and alone, they had no choice but to remain silent.

"That person is very thoughtful. If he takes action, Dingzhen Merchant Guild will definitely not be able to resist. Why bother, fellow Daoist?"

Qinghuo did not deny it. He had full confidence in the Lord of Fencheng and said, "He can give more than the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce."

This has been proven by one example after another. The Lord of the Burning City is a man with deep scheming and many means at his disposal, making him an impossible enemy.

"He thinks so highly of me?"

Mr. Chen was unmoved, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he chose to talk and learn more information.

"right."

Qing Huo really treated Chen Sheng as his own. He said a lot and used himself as an example, saying, "This is not a lie. Qing was also valued by the Lord of Fencheng before. Now that I am in charge of Baibao Tower, how can I not be majestic?"

A past is revealed.

Qing Huo used to work as a guard in Baibao Tower. Later, when the Lord of Fencheng made a move, he was valued and slaughtered his old boss. Suddenly, he was in charge of a treasure tower.

He chattered incessantly about the glory and honor he had experienced after his success. Those who had previously viewed him as an ant now seemed as insignificant as grass in his eyes.

“It’s not a glorious thing.”

Mr. Chen said frankly.

"Um?"

This reaction made Qinghuo stunned for a moment, with a hint of disbelief.

"A conspirator who supported a traitor and swallowed up the boss's property, what is there to be proud of?"

There was a hint of disdain in Mr. Chen's words. He had lived a dignified and upright life all his life, so naturally he looked down upon such wealth.

"you……"

This time, Qing Huo heard it clearly, but he was so angry that he almost exploded. He pointed at Chen Sheng with his eyes spitting fire.

Chen Sheng didn't even look at him, and said, "I want the Calming Bell. The money and goods are settled. The extra one is a reward to you."

After saying that, he threw his hand, and the storage bag given by Lu Shaoqing flew out and landed on the display cabinet, and the calming bell on it had already fallen into his hand.

They also used gifts and attempts to win over people, but the girl from Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce was more useful to him than the Lord of Fencheng.

Then, he left very quickly without even looking at Qing Huo. As he said, he had no good feelings towards this kind of person.

"You will die in Burning City sooner or later."

Qing was so angry that he started cursing. Ever since he took control of Baibao Tower, he had never been looked down upon like this. To be treated like this all of a sudden, he couldn't stop getting irritated.

Perhaps, there was a bit of shame and annoyance from having one's soft spot hit.

…

Chen Sheng walked out of Baibao Tower with a calm mind. He did not take the existence of the Lord of Burning City and Qinghuo to heart. He continued to walk in Burning City, sometimes stopping to listen to the gossip from the teahouse above.

He really liked this kind of leisure time. He walked and stopped, moving among the crowd, feeling very comfortable.

"Grumble..."

The sound of the wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs was dull and heavy, making the passers-by's hearts buzz. They turned their heads and moved to the sides to avoid it.

A quaint carriage was galloping slowly, with the indifference of an ancient family. A small flag was hung on the side, with a gold border and a black background, with the word "hatred" written on it.

It is also this surname that has created a kind of "face", making countless pedestrians dare not provoke it and quickly give way.

"Sir, my patriarch wants to see you?"

The frame finally stopped in front of Mr. Chen.

The driver had a hunched back, but his eyes were filled with arrogance. It was obvious that his identity as an enemy gave him a strong sense of self-confidence.

"Who is this expert who can be treated as a distinguished guest by his enemies?"

In the streets, countless eyes fell on Chen Sheng with envy. Being invited by the enemy represented a kind of ability and status.

"From now on, this Fencheng will have another important figure who cannot be provoked."

Each of the small forces remembered Chen Sheng deeply. Such a person was like a soaring dragon and should not be made an enemy.

"Is it the Lord of the Burning City again?"

Mr. Chen pondered.

This is possible, but it is also possible that the enemy has learned of the actions of the Lord of the Burning City and wants to plot something in return.

In short, the path of burning the city unfolded before his eyes very quickly.

"Sir, please."

Ma Cha's eyes turned cold, thinking that if Chen Sheng refused the invitation, he would kidnap the person by force.

Mr. Chen didn't care about the attitude of a small person. He got on the carriage and sat on the soft couch. He was a man with a big sword and a golden horse. He was definitely not a person who could be bullied by others.

Unfortunately, others cannot see it and do not understand it.

(End of this chapter)