Chapter 81 Her Sword

In the inner hall of the Lu County Duwei Mansion.

Chen Tong sat at his desk, staring at the documents filled with text with a frown on his face, his expression worried.

A girl who looked about 18 or 19 was sitting on a chair not far away, her legs hanging in the air swinging back and forth impatiently.

She was playing with a long sword in a sheath in her hand.

The sheath was made of purple wood, quite exquisite, but not too eye-catching.

However, the hilt of the long sword was carved into the shape of clouds, and the material was neither gold nor jade, with a faint purple glow, which made people know at a glance that this sword was extraordinary.

"Brother, is the mission that the prefect has assigned to you so important?"

Chen Ying put the long sword on the table beside her, holding her face with both hands, and whispered, "He doesn't pay much attention to me after I came to the government office. And why are there so few people in your government office?"

At this time, although Chen Tong was still a county commander who had opened his own government office, he no longer had any officials in the government office.

Only the usual servants and yamen runners were left.

He was making his attitude clear and clearly recognized the prefect as his superior.

This behavior made Chen Ying very curious.

What kind of person was the prefect?

​​He could actually convince his brother so much.

Although the last time she came back was ten years ago, when she was only in her teens, she still remembered Chen Tong's high-spirited attitude and didn't care much about the prefect at that time.

"Brother, just tell me about it." Chen Ying jumped down from the chair, walked around Chen Tong, and said with a smile, "What kind of person is the governor? Is he very powerful?"

"The governor is a god-like figure." Chen Tong explained simply, but his eyes were still focused on the table.

These are all kinds of information about Wang Jinsheng, very detailed, even what he did as a child.

He tortured all of them out of Wang Jinsheng's mouth.

The problem now is, how to quickly spread the news that Wang Jinsheng was imprisoned in Lujun City based on this information?

It would be best if everyone knew about it.

He tried to tell the news to the merchants from other places and paid them to help spread the news, but he could clearly feel that the merchants were just perfunctory.

- Although Cui Heng killed a large number of local merchants in Lujun City, the merchants from other places did not care much about it. They just took advantage of the convenient water transportation of Honghe River to buy and ship goods here, and they would not stay for long, so the quantity was not affected much.

"Huhu, perfunctory." Chen Ying pouted, somewhat dissatisfied with Chen Tong's attitude, but she was not a person who liked to play with temper, so she quietly came to the table, looked at the information on it, and said in surprise, "It's from the Wang family of Langya."

"You also know the Wang family of Langya?" Chen Tong looked up at his sister and asked in confusion, "Didn't your Xianxia Sect close the mountain a hundred years ago?"

"Brother, are you stupid? The Wang family of Langya has not only existed for a hundred years." Chen Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes and said, "Besides, although we have closed the mountain, there are often disciples who go down the mountain to inquire about the news."

Before returning to the Duwei Yamen, the two of them had been together for seven days. They no longer had the unfamiliarity when they just met, and they talked very casually.

It was like a brother and sister who had been together for many years.

"Oh, I've been thinking too much and I'm a little confused." Chen Tong patted his head. He was embarrassed to make a fool of himself in front of his sister.

"Hehe, I forgive you for your good cooking!" Chen Ying smiled and folded her hands, looking very generous, and asked, "I heard you mumbling these two days. Do you want to spread the news that Wang Jinsheng is imprisoned here?" "

Yes, the governor has ordered me to find a way to spread the news that Wang Jinsheng is imprisoned in Lujun City." Chen Tong nodded and said, "It's best to make it known to everyone."

"Ah?" Chen Ying was a little surprised and asked in confusion, "Just because everyone knows, don't you require the people in Langya Wang's family to know?"

"That's not mandatory." Chen Tong shook his head.

"That's too easy." Chen Ying clapped her hands and smiled, "Brother, if I have a solution for you, you can tell me what kind of person the governor is, okay?"

"Is there really a solution?" Chen Tong looked at his sister with some doubt. In his impression, this girl seemed to only know how to eat, drink, go shopping, and have fun. She looked chubby and not very smart.

It must be said that in the eyes of a brother, no matter how beautiful a sister is, she is still as beautiful as a flower. Chen Ying's appearance can even be called a beauty in the eyes of others, but in Chen Tong's opinion, she is not as pretty as the little sister next door.

"You promise me first." Chen Ying said with a proud face and a smile.

"You speak first." Chen Tong didn't buy his sister's tricks.

"Oh, you just know how to bully me. I only come back once in such a long time." Chen Ying stamped her feet in dissatisfaction, but still pretended to be helpless and said, "Oh~ okay! Master said that people should do more good deeds and help others for fun, so I will do a good deed for once. Brother, let me ask you, since ancient times, what is the easiest to spread and what is the easiest to become widely known?"

"Government decrees?" Chen Tong seemed to be thinking about it.

"Tsk, how can ordinary people care about these? You must not have walked around the streets." Chen Ying said disdainfully, "These are the legendary stories told by storytellers.

"I have been to all parts of Lu County in the past two days. There is a teahouse in the south of the city. The storytellers inside are very popular with the people. There is also one in the west of the city. As long as the story starts, the audience will definitely be crowded with people.

"Also, those merchants coming from outside also like to buy some storybooks in the bookstore to take away and use to entertain themselves on the road."

"You mean, we should make up the news that Wang Jinsheng was imprisoned here into a legendary story, let storytellers tell it, print it into a booklet and distribute it to passing merchants?" Chen Tong suddenly realized.

"What else?" Chen Ying smiled and said, "Many people like to be recommended their favorite things and stories to others. What can be faster than the spontaneous spread of people?"

"This seems to be really feasible!" Chen Tong nodded repeatedly after thinking about it, and looked at Chen Ying in surprise, "How did you think of it? You were so stupid when you were a child."

"Puh, phuh, phuh! Who are you calling stupid?!" Chen Ying was very dissatisfied. She grew up in the mountains and had little contact with the secular world. There were also people older than her in the mountains, so

she still had a childish mentality.

At this moment, there was a sound of clapping outside, and it was Cui Heng and Hui Shi who walked in from outside.

"Greetings, sir!" Chen Tong hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"Sir?" Chen Ying was stunned at first, and then she also saluted respectfully to Cui Heng, "Greetings, sir."

Although she did not know who Cui Heng was, the only person in Lu County who Chen Tong could address as sir was the governor.

This governor was also a very important person to Chen Tong, so as Chen Tong's sister, she must behave well. She

could not leave a bad impression on her brother's superiors - although the two of them often quarreled these days, they still took care of each other's face in front of outsiders.

"No need to be polite." Cui Heng waved his hand, his eyes fell on Chen Ying, but he didn't leave.

"Sir..." Chen Tong was panicked.

"Sir, you have been looking at me for a long time." Chen Ying smiled and touched her cheek and said, "Is there a grain of rice on my face that I haven't eaten clean?"

She wanted to ease the atmosphere.

In fact, her cultivation level is already equivalent to the top of the inner scene, how could she not find the rice grains left on her face.

"Are you a disciple of Xianxia Sect?" Cui Heng suddenly said.

"Ah?" Chen Ying was stunned when she heard it, blinked her bright big eyes, and made a blank expression, "Sir, what is Xianxia Sect?"

Xianxia Sect disciples have to hide their identities and act low-key when they go down the mountain.

She must not openly act as a disciple of Xianxia Sect.

Outside Cangcheng Mountain, Chen Tong should be the only one who knows that she is a disciple of Xianxia Sect.

She also doesn't think her brother will tell this information to others.

Chen Tong, who was standing aside, couldn't help but look at Cui Heng in shock, and quickly lowered his head. He wanted to explain to Chen Ying, but at this time, the explanation would undoubtedly be a confession.

Clang!

At this moment, a burst of sword sounds suddenly rang out in the void, like a crane's cry in the sky, penetrating the minds of the three people present.

At the same time, green sword lights appeared out of thin air and danced around Cui Heng. Layers of colorful clouds spread out with the sword light, and the entire inner hall was soon filled with colorful clouds.

"Xianxia Sword Technique?!" Chen Ying couldn't help but exclaimed, looking at Cui Heng in disbelief, extremely shocked, "You, how come you know the secret of my sect, and..."

She herself didn't know whether she should say the following words.

Because she was a little suspicious whether she had an illusion just now!

What Cui Heng showed just now was the highest achievement of Xianxia Sword Technique "Sword Light Flying Colorful Clouds", which for her, was already a legendary realm.

Only the current head and a few elders can achieve it.

Why did I see it in the hands of an outsider?

And it was a man!

Xianxia Sect never accepts male disciples.

At most, someone may have taught some men martial arts by chance while traveling in the mountains, but that person is not even a registered disciple, let alone a master of the sect.

"I have some origins with your ancestor." Cui Heng sighed with deep eyes.

Looking at Chen Ying in front of him, his eyes seemed to have crossed two hundred years of time and saw the little girl practicing sword again.

"With my... ancestor?!" Chen Ying was a little confused and felt that her thoughts were a little out of sync.

Buzz! !

At this moment, the purple long sword that Chen Ying had placed on the table suddenly trembled and even floated up on its own.

It seemed to be responding to some kind of call.

Cui Heng turned his head and looked over, then looked at Chen Ying again, "Is this the sword forged by your ancestor?"

Chen Ying nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes, yes."

Cui Heng smiled faintly when he heard this, and asked softly, "Can I borrow it for a look?"

(End of this chapter)