See Wang Xuan arrival they hurriedly hand over.
Chen Mo Dao saw the sergeant carrying the gloomy wood outside the account and quickly looked forward and knocked it for a few times. After that, he laughed. "This thing came at the right time. Please look at it!"
Say please Wang Xuan came to the wooden table.
Wang Xuandingqing saw that the table was a wooden model of Yong ‘an military camp.
Everyone is a skilled craftsman, naturally creating a vivid picture, and there are many more arrangements. On the other side, there are several marching tents.
Wang Xuan came to the interest. "What are you?"
Chen Mo Dao Fu must sigh, "My Lord, this ghost statue is rare. There are secret methods to make it into a town gate, but it is a little rough after all."
"I think Anjun Yong is strong, but there are not many people. Please forgive me. If you are attacked by the enemy, I am afraid you will be powerless."
"That’s right."
Wang Xuan nodded and said, "Does Mr. Chen have a clever plan?"
Chen Mo Dao looked at Wei Wei and smiled. "I didn’t expect the cobbler’s family to be here these days, but it has made some achievements."
"The government army will camp in the wild in the future. I heard that the entire military camp in the border army is equipped with supporting methods. Once it takes root, it will stand tall like a mountain."
"I think it’s better to make these three statues of the ghost town god into a three-sided marching tent according to the principle of panic and drums. The layout of the three talents can be arranged at any time with the flag of the adult four elephants and the special gate array as a camp array."
"Although it’s not as good as the frontier military treasure, this Bing military government can rank well."
"It’s a master craftsman!"
Wang Xuan’s face is full of joy. "Mr. Chen can call me at any time if he needs it!"
Although the craftsman Chen family is famous for stone carving, the most talked about is that they are familiar with all kinds of craftsmanship. No wonder Bai San Nuo tried every means to invite them.
They talked with great enthusiasm, and before they knew it, it was noon.
And mo home there atmosphere is dignified.
A mountain city has sprung up in the eastern mountain range of Yong ‘an.
The mountain city has become a huge I-shaped 100-meter-high stone wall. On one side, it rises according to the mountain trend, and the surrounding buildings are built. The back of the mountain faces the plain and the other side faces the vast eastern mountains.
The so-called mountain city is the experience of a family for thousands of years.
In troubled times, sticking to the mountain city is a pure land.
In the prosperous times, the shops in the mountain city are also the way to make money.
Family members live in the middle generation and reproduce.
Some thousand-year-old families, such as Xiao’s mountain city, are large in scale and have their own city god temples, which are profound and easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The completion of Mojia Mountain City is a happy event, but now it has become a trouble.
Don’t sit idly frowning in the main hall of family discussion in Shancheng, with a wry smile. "How many families in Bingzhou, one big and six small, have a small family? The family background is still shallow. It’s a courtesy to send invitations without troubled times. How can a family send someone?"
An old clan sneered, "I heard that it was the Xiao family who was cheating. It seems that the bloody clothes were stolen just after the Xiao family wanted to make an occasion to bully, but unfortunately we hit him."
Mo yun frowned. "It’s nothing to bully, but it’s not our business to get a title to fight for the brains of those famai families, but it’s not our business if someone looks at the giant spirit mine in time …"
"This matter cannot be neglected!"
Mo Huai’s idle eyes are thoughtful. "It’s hard to ask my uncle to come back. If it’s revealed, it can also make them afraid. I’ll send someone to discuss it without delay."
Say away from the mountain city in a hurry to the barracks.
……
"Xiao is impatient …"
Jun Zhang Wang Xuan was not surprised after hearing it.
When the bloody clothes were stolen, the Xiao family retreated and defended. Although they finally got the soup hidden by the Huang family, the name of the Crane Dance Building in the Yuan Festival fell a lot afterwards.
Guo Shouqing has woken up to the decline of Xiao’s border forces, and now the tide of military restructuring is coming, but they want to maintain their status.
If even Bing’s lair can’t be greeted with a hundred words, his family will laugh at him.
Jianghu is like this. You have to have both inside and outside.
What makes him curious is how the Xiao family plans to grow this face.
Chapter one hundred and fifty Bing Fengyun Xiao Guyou Zhong Mou
Don’t worry about leisure. "Do adults care?"
Wang Xuan leisurely took a sip of tea. "Brother Mo thinks too much. Remember when you were in your city, you told me that you wanted to live in troubled times. Now your idea has changed because of a giant copper mine?"