Feng Yan sat down next to Du Kuangfeng. Wei Xingzhen stood for a while, then turned around and walked out of the side hall.

"Xingzhen?" Feng Yan stopped him, "Where are you going?"

Wei Xingzhen stopped, "I'll go and listen to what Wulang and His Majesty said, and call me if you have something to do."

The door was locked from outside, and Feng Yan in the hall looked at the door in a daze, and it took him a long time to withdraw his gaze.

Du Kangfeng touched his chin - is this arguing?

Feng Yan was silent for a while, lowered her eyes and said, "Wulang entered the palace this time, was it the Tianshi you brought in?"

"Yes." Du Huanfeng nodded.

"What important thing does Chen Heng have to spread to the emperor? Does the Heavenly Master know?"

"Not Chen Heng." Du Xuanfeng replied, "Chen Heng's token was stolen by Goro. He just took it and danced... He had nothing to do with what the emperor said to Chen Heng. I called you here, and I also wanted to explain this matter clearly."

Feng Yan was slightly stunned.

"But now Wei Xingzhen went to the next door to listen, so I'll tell you it alone."

Du Qiangfeng told the prophecy he heard from Feng Yishu not long ago. At the end, he took a deep breath and looked at the window on the other side of the side hall.

"...So, according to the news that Goro got from Ayu, you must be ready to temporarily evacuate Luoyang, but this rain..."

Feng Yan also followed Du Kuanfeng's gaze and looked at the window - from time to time, rain fell on the window ridge, leaving a bloody flow.

"Maybe the rain will stop in seven days." Feng Yan suddenly said, "If this is true, it will match Ayu's statement."

Du Kangfeng frowned, "How do you know?"

"I heard what the King of Jin said today. He said that someone left him some advice in his dream, and the rain would stop in seven days."

"Who?"

"He didn't know either, he just said it was an immortal."

Du Kuangfeng was skeptical, and then he thought about it and was stunned, "Seven days later...that is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month?"

"Yeah." Feng Yan nodded.

Du Qiangfeng fell into deep thought - the pendulum clock that had originally tended to disbelief was slightly leaning towards the side of belief. After all, he had heard of Xia Ying several times on this day.

"Where was Ayu buried?" Feng Yan asked again.

"Before the burial was buried, after cremation, Goro took part of the ashes with the porcelain altar and carried them on his body - the bag on his back was just the one he carried."

Feng Yan sighed again.

No wonder when I saw Goro just now, I felt that he suddenly became much haggard.

"Okay." Feng Yan whispered, "When the matter is over, we will pay a good tribute."

Du Xuanfeng looked at Feng Yan, "Do you know Ayu's spiritual genus?"

Feng Yan was a little surprised, "That girl is also a monk?"

"Yes." Du Huanfeng nodded, "Do you can't feel any spiritual power in her?"

"Yes..." Feng Yan also frowned, "I thought her divination was a kind of talent that had nothing to do with spiritual consciousness."

"I thought so before, but today Goro told me that she is a monk of the genus Yin." Du Qiangfeng sighed a little, "I have lived for so long... This is the first time I have really come into contact with someone with the genus Yin of the genus Yin."

"Does the Heavenly Master understand this spiritual genus?"

Du Huanfeng shook his head, "I just heard some of it. When my master enlightened me, I remember he said that Yin spirit can hardly be regarded as a spiritual genus, because it hardly brings some kind of power to monks like the other five spiritual genus, such as fire is good at attacking, mountain is beneficial to act...

"Yin is different. Yin is spiritual consciousness is a kind of destiny, and birth is destined to have a certain mission." Du Huanfeng scratched his head, "It's really appropriate to put it on Ayu."

Feng Yan stopped talking, she looked to the side of the main hall.

I wonder if I can convince Sun Youwei with the story of Goro.

"By the way," Du Qianfeng suddenly remembered something, "Xiao Qi's spiritual consciousness has also awakened, do you know?"

"Is that true?" Feng Yan's eyes lit up slightly, "When?"

"Just not long ago, it seems that she is not very capable of controlling her own strength... But now Ji Ran is with her every day, and the two of them are taking care of each other."

"Is Xiaoqi a Fire genus?" Feng Yan asked, "or is the wind?"

"I don't know this. When I asked her last time, she refused to say more, saying that she would wait until she sees you next time."

"It's so good, I finally woke up." Feng Yan smiled. She was silent for a while, with a complicated expression for a moment. "I really hope that this Guzhe Chaos will pass soon..."

"It will pass." Du Qiangfeng comforted, "Although I don't know what the process is, according to Ayu, as long as I can successfully leave Luoyang in the end, there will be a way out-of-life--oh, I also missed a sentence, Ayu wants Wulang to convey a word to you."

"Give it to me?" Feng Yan was a little surprised, "What do she want to say to me?"

“Say, ‘thank you’.”

...

Thunder began to roar between heaven and earth again.

Shortly after Feng Yishu left Taichu Palace, the empress suddenly summoned court officials and began to discuss the possibility of the entire city's migration.

Feng Yishu naturally had no right to participate in such a debate. He stood in a place invisible to the court officials and listened nervously. However, to Feng Yishu's surprise, there were almost no few people among the court officials who opposed it - he thought there would be many people like Chen Heng.

After confirming the intention, the discussion began to extend to the details. There was a fog lingering in the Daizong Mountain area in the north of the city, and there were stone people causing trouble in the distance. It seemed that the safest evacuation to the Taishi Mountain area in the south.

There are more than a dozen filled granaries in the city now, and most of the cattle, horses and mules have died in the bloody rain. It is impossible to transport them in a concentrated manner. The best way is to let the people and the army bring their own rations.

Then this requires coordination.

In addition, there are various documents and historical materials - a large number of isolated books are recorded in Wenyuan Pavilion... When people moved from Chang'an to Luoyang, the capital was already prepared for transportation before people came. It took more than two years to complete the process.

How much energy can I leave to these dead objects now? Can they be taken away? How to take them away?

This issue caused extremely fierce disputes, and the core around it was nothing more than one - after leaving Luoyang this time and when he came back, would Luoyang still be there?

Will it be like Chang'an, and when everyone comes back, there will be only a piece of ruins?

Feng Yishu yawned when he heard this.

In the end, the empress impatiently interrupted the dispute between the court officials and directly ordered the selection of books in the order when the capital was moved that year. The important official documents were sorted out by the ministers. From today onwards, the important documents must be sorted out for seven days.

Everyone knows that this is an impossible task, but... Since Your Majesty has given the order, the issue must be pushed to the next one immediately.
Chapter completed!