Five hundred li north of Lingze County was the Prefectural Office of Yanjun.
Youzhou had six commanderies.
Yanjun bordered Qingzhou. Its roads crisscrossed in every direction, making it the transportation hub of all Youzhou. Not only did it have extensive land routes, but a great river also ran through the region, making water transport highly developed.
Thanks to its uniquely advantageous geography, Yanjun was the second most prosperous place.
Second only to Youzhou Prefecture City.
Anyone who could serve as the prefect here had to be Bo Yuan, Luo Baishan's trusted confidant.
And that was indeed the case.
When the Luo Family was still only a mid-ranking aristocratic clan, Bo Yuan's ancestors had already advanced and retreated alongside them. In particular, during the operation against the Ma Family, the Bo Family had staked their lives and fortunes on it.
The Ma Family had once been the foremost aristocratic clan in Youzhou.
It was a top-tier noble house that had existed since the era of Ancestor Emperor and had ruled Youzhou for three hundred years.
After defeating such a colossal force,
the Luo Family successfully rose to power.
And the Bo Family, which had firmly chosen their side from beginning to end, naturally earned their greatest trust as well.
For the next three hundred years,
through wind and rain,
the Bo Family had never wavered.
The two sides had thus forged an unbreakable alliance.
Moreover, the leading figure of the Bo Family's current generation, Yanjun's prefect Bo Yuan, had grown up alongside Luo Baishan's eldest son.
With a relationship like that,
he was naturally unstoppable in Youzhou.
However,
this great figure who stood at the very peak of Youzhou's pyramid was currently pacing back and forth inside the government hall.
His face was filled with restlessness and anxiety.
Finally,
that afternoon,