บท 155: The Map

"When the heart is focused, the foundations will strengthen…"

High up in the air, a strange black bird spread its wings and glided into the airspace of the Secluded Mountain Prefecture. On its back rode a Taoist priest.

Overlooking the huge Secluded Mountain City in the air inspired a sense of awe. The looming city walls, the orderly roads and the dots that moved along them… everything seemed to suggest that the city had left behind the shadows of war. The morale of the people had risen and stabilised.

Most people were fine with simply being followers.Whether it was Liu Yan previously, Fang Yuan now, or even the Wu Country. They farmed when they had to farm, paid taxes when they had to pay taxes.

If one could loosen his iron grip on the domain and rule with more benevolence, the people would definitely praise him to the high heavens.