Return of the God of War: The Vest Boss is A and Sassy

"Go to Nancheng immediately."

Yan Yihan immediately glanced around coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

When she was the God of War in the Northern Territory, she used to save a lot of money to support the economic construction of the southwest, so that everyone could afford to eat.

But after entering the southwest, she didn't even see a decent road, how could she not be angry.

I am afraid that most of the money she has sent over the years has been embezzled by local officials.

"Miss, there is no way."

Da Chong glanced around, his face a little ugly, "There are cliffs and cliffs all around, and there is no road, how do we get in?"

"There is no way to enter the mountain?"

Yan Yihan's eyes were so cold that he was about to burst into flames, "What the **** are the local officials doing?"

"It's not that simple." Zhang Chengyi was stunned and said, "Nancheng is naturally isolated from the outside world, surrounded by cliffs, and there is no road at all."

"Then why not build the road?"

Da Chui was a little confused, and looked at her with a puzzled expression, "Since Nancheng's economy is so poor, it should build more roads to develop, otherwise, how can these local products be sold?"

"Ha ha,"

Zhang Chengyi sneered, "What you think is too simple, the city lord of Nancheng is regarded by the local people as a local emperor, and the specialties of the people are bought cheaply by them, and then shipped to the outside world by water, the money is earned by these officials and gentlemen. Now, how much money is actually in the hands of the people?"

"If the road is open, and the common people do business by themselves, how can there be ways for officials and gentlemen to make money?"

"It's nasty."

Da Cai's face was flushed with anger, he never imagined that there is someone more hateful than himself in this world.

"They did this just because they were afraid that the common people would go out and file a lawsuit. As long as the surrounding area is blocked, then they have the final say in the matter of Nancheng. The life and death of these common people are not a matter of words."

Zhang Chengyi continued.

At this moment, Yan Yihan's face has turned ashen.

She never imagined that the water in a small southern city would be so deep.

However, it is impossible to be completely isolated from the outside world. Nancheng is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Hundreds of clans come and go. Since ancient times, it has been the southwest half of the city. How can there be no access to the important town of Sichuan?

If there is no access, how did those people come out just now?

Yan Yihan frowned, thinking hard for a long time.

His eyes fell on the turbulent river, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Who said there is no way, this surging river is the way."

Probing in the direction of her finger, the three rivers merged, and the waves rose into the sky.

Da Chui opened his eyes wide, looked at the cliff, and said with a look of astonishment, "Miss, you're not kidding, are you crossing the river?"

Yan Yihan said coldly, "Since ancient times, the land of the southwest has been divided into seven mountains, one water and two fields. Six waterways are integrated. The main road is not good, only the waterway."

Her words aroused everyone's interest, and Zhang Chengyi was even more emotional. Yan Yihan seemed to know everything.

She even studied the land of the Southwest. She looked at Yan Yihan with more and more admiration, and even thought that the saint aunt of Lotus Peak might also be her.

At the confluence of the rivers, the current is fast, not to mention the wooden boat, even if a boulder falls, there will be no waves.

Da Cai was stunned, "Miss, tell the truth, do you want to murder me, with such a wide river, we will die if we go down?"

Yan Yihan rolled his eyes at him, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll kill you now."

Da Cong shrank his neck in fright, hid behind Leng Feng, and stuck his head out to look at her.

Before he finished speaking, he heard a melodious folk song in the river:

"Hey—the peach blossoms are blooming on the peach hills. The blossoming flowers smell fragrant. If my sister is in love, she will open her mouth earlier, and don't wait for the flowers to bloom in pairs—"

From the cliff at the foot, a bamboo raft slowly walked out. There were two people, old and young, holding a bamboo wormwood on the left and right, and slowly propped up the water.

The singing was coming from the boat, and the bamboo rafts were like broken leaves in the wind and waves, floating indefinitely.

"Someone really crossed the river!"

Da Chong's face was startled, and he hurried to the shore, jumped up and shouted, "Uncle, uncle, we want to cross the river, we want to cross the river, you come over quickly."

The water was fast, he shouted a few times, and the two people on the boat came slowly.

Everyone looked closely, and only then did they realize that the man on the bow was indeed a strong old man and a blushing handsome young man.

He exudes a unique temperament. If he is placed outside, he is a first-class handsome guy, the kind that is crazy enough.

The young man had a handsome face, fair skin, tall stature, and a faint temperament that made him feel a bright sunshine in his heart.

Leng Feng, the top handsome guy who has always been known as the Jiangnan military grass, was also stunned.

"There is still such a handsome man. Is this temperament immortal? I have never seen such clean eyes."

The boat stopped slowly, and the young man turned his head, his eyes bright as stars, and said in surprise, "Are you from the Hua family?"

This young man's Chinese has a southwestern accent, crisp and sweet, and very moving. Even Yan Yihan, who is used to seeing all kinds of handsome guys, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and give him a second look.

As for Zhang Chengyi, even the laziness would flow out. If it wasn't for someone beside her, Yan Yihan would have no doubt that she would scream like a nympho.

Yan Yihan responded slightly, "We are in a hurry to enter the mountain, can you make it convenient and take us in."

The young man showed a look of embarrassment, turned around and asked the old man, "Father, these four Hua family members are going to cross the river, do you want to take them there."

The old man shook his head, "The Chinese family has always been insidious, so it's better for us to deal with them less, so as not to get into trouble."

Da Chui hurriedly interjected, "Uncle, as long as you take us across the river, we will give you whatever money you want. Please be convenient."

It's okay not to mention the money, but the young man's face instantly turned angry when he mentioned it, he slapped Yihao on the surface of the water, "Dad, you're right, the Hua family is really sinister and cunning, and they kept their mouths shut. Money, only you Hua family are like this, and you have to take money to help others, if this is passed back to the village, the folks in Jiuzhai Shibawu will laugh at us."

Yan Yihan blushed, and quickly took over the words, "What little brother said makes sense. Helping others is the foundation of happiness. My entourage is too vulgar. When I look back, I will educate him. Can we get on the boat?"

The young man glanced at his father, shook his head and said, "No, we are here to see the saint. I heard that the saint will enter the mountain from here today. You are not a saint, why should we take you?"

"what,"

Yan Yihan narrowed her eyes and suddenly smiled, "What if I were the saint?"