Self-cultivation of bad people can be done automatically

Chapter 65
At this time, the Bianzhou Imperial Palace, the Jiaolan Hall.

A big red-haired man who resembled Zhu Youwen stood obediently in the hall, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, and looked at a loss.

"Youwen, look up."

Hearing Zhu Wen's words, the big man dared to look up and looked at Zhu Wen timidly.

"Father."

Zhu Wen sat on the dragon chair, looking down at his favorite son, instinctively feeling something was wrong.

"Youwen, you just closed the test once, why is your momentum different?"

The big man was startled, took a breath silently, and then said in a low voice: "Father, my son just thinks that one should not be too arrogant. It is better to be humble."

"Humility is not cowardice." Zhu Wen frowned and said, "As my son, you can be modest, but you must have the demeanor of a king!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The big man nodded quickly.

At this moment, a palace guard entered the hall and knelt down on the ground.

"Your Majesty, Po Meng is here!"

Zhu Wen's eyes lit up, and he said, "Mrs. Xuanmeng enters the palace!"

The high-pitched voice of the eunuch on the side suddenly sounded.

"Xuan, Po Meng entered the palace!"

Zhu Wen looked at the big man at this moment.

"Youwen, you go down first."

"Yes, Father."

The big man bowed to Zhu Wen and withdrew slowly.

At this time, Po Meng just entered the palace on crutches.The big man took a photo with Po Meng, and quickly saluted.

"Grandma Meng, how are you, old man?"

Po Meng nodded slightly, and gave a salute to the big man.

"Your Highness is very polite."

The big man then withdrew from the Jiaolan Palace.At this time, Po Meng walked slowly into the hall, bowed to Zhu Wen and saluted.

"Xuanming teaches Po Meng, and pays homage to Your Majesty."

"Well, no gift."

Zhu Wen's attitude towards Po Meng was fairly friendly, and he raised his hand lightly to make Po Meng stand up.

"Meng Po, do you think there is something wrong with Youwen today?"

But Po Meng congratulated Zhu Wen and said, "Second Highness knows how to restrain her edge now, and she must be more charismatic than before."

"is it?"

Of course Zhu Wen still felt something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he stopped thinking about it.

Because there are more important things worthy of his attention.

"In this army's Northern Expedition to Lulong, Tongwenguan and Huanyinfang will definitely not sit idly by. Po Meng, you can go to the Northland. As long as the people in Tongwenguan and Huanyinfang dare to do something, you will kill them." them."

"Yes!"

Zhu Youning's Northern Expedition army can be said to be as powerful as a broken bamboo.

The end of his journey is exactly Cangzhou.

The current envoy of the Yichang Army in Cangzhou is Liu Jiwei, the son of Liu Shouguang.

When Liu Shouguang returned to Lulong, he gave him an army of [-] to drive, and at the same time he had generals Zhang Wanjin and Zhou Zhiyu as his assistants, so he had many soldiers and generals.

Therefore, seeing Zhu Youning leading an army northward, Liu Jiwei sent generals Zhang Wanjin and Zhou Zhiyu each to lead [-] troops to intercept them in turn, but they were all defeated without exception.

After all, the soldiers of the Hu Jie Army who had cultivated their internal skills were not something ordinary soldiers like the Yan Army could stop.

Zhu Youning made great strides all the way, breaking what he deserved and conquering what he attacked. After breaking through more than ten cities in a row, he finally came to the city of Cangzhou overnight.

Cangzhou is a big city, and there are more than 1 defenders in the city.It was not something that could be conquered overnight, so Zhu Youning led his troops to station outside the city, waiting for the next day's dawn before attacking the city.

Outside the city of Cangzhou, scouts appeared frequently.

These scouts are all Shadow Secret Guards under Zhong Xiaokui.

The war has begun, and they are responsible for inquiring about military aircraft intelligence, terrain surveys, and providing early warning information.

At this time, they were checking the road conditions near Cangzhou City.

At this time, a man in white with a cane came into their sight.

"Boss, look at that man."

This is a small team of scouts, a total of three people, all ambush in a hidden place to spy around.

One of the sharp-eyed scouts spotted the man in white at the very beginning.

Hearing the warning from his subordinates, the leader of the scouts turned his gaze away, and immediately saw the appearance of the man in white.

I saw the man in white dressed as a scholar, with a white scarf wrapped around his head, with a lock of hair hanging down on both sides of his temples, he looked like a Confucian scholar.

What's more strange is that this white-clothed scholar kept his eyes closed and was always leaning on a wooden crutch.

"Why does this man keep his eyes closed? Could it be that he is blind?"

The leader murmured in a low voice.

However, the next moment, he was terrified.

Because the white-clothed scholar who had been walking forward with his eyes closed turned around and walked towards their hiding place.

"Boss, he is walking towards us!"

"But with his eyes closed, how did he find our position?"

"Shut up!" The leader of the scouts immediately shouted in a low voice.

Although he was extremely calm on the face, of course he still had doubts in his heart.

Their hiding places are overgrown with weeds, and ordinary people can't see any clues at a glance.
But the scholar in white just closed his eyes, but he was able to walk towards where they were precisely. This is by no means a coincidence!

Just as the leader expected, the white-clothed scholar continued to walk. Although it seemed that his pace was not fast, he arrived at their hiding place precisely in the blink of an eye.

"who are you?"

The scout leader became vigilant on the spot.

The white-clothed scholar didn't answer, but just tapped the ground with his cane.

However, it was this action that put several members of the scout team into a desperate situation.

Because they are already fenced off.

Surrounded by people from Tongwenkan who suddenly appeared in all directions.

Looking at the Tongwenguan killers dressed in white all around, the scout leader's face suddenly sank.

"Are you from Tongwenguan?"

The white-clothed scholar still didn't answer, but just waved his cane lightly towards the three scouts, and the killers from the Tongwen Hall surrounded them.

A chilling light flashed from the sharp swords in their hands.

These people from the Tongwen Museum intertwined from all directions into an airtight net, basically blocking all possible escape spaces, and stabbed at the three people in the middle together with the momentum of lore.

However, at this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the leader of the scouts, like a sharp knife.

bass!
The leader of the scouts pulled out the long sword at his waist in an instant, and with the internal energy flowing throughout his body, he turned his palm and pierced the throat of the closest Tongwenguan disciple in the shortest possible time.

One hit kill!

The white-clothed scholar's ears twitched slightly, as if he had sensed the extraordinaryness of the leader of the scouts.

At this time, the leader of the scouts had already drawn his long sword from the corpse's Adam's apple.

He turned around, and while dodging the four sharp swords that were slashing at him, the long sword swept across again, and the sword light flashed, cutting off another Tongwenguan disciple in the middle.

Of course, the death of his companion did not make the other killers in Tongwenkan back down.

As a killer, he must have no fear of death when performing tasks.

However, the two subordinates of the leader of the scouts were not idle, and they also quickly entered the battlefield.

At this moment, there were still seven killers from the Tongwen Museum, and there were only three scouts from the Shadow Secret Guard, but they were not afraid.

The shadows of people intertwined, the shadows of swords and swords, and the rain of blood flew.

As the last arc-shaped sword light fell, the last Tongwenguan killer stared at his dead eyes, clutched his bleeding throat, and fell to his knees on the ground.

"Martial arts are good."

The white-clothed scholar, who had been watching the battle for a long time, puffed up his palms.

"Even an ordinary servant under his command has such skill, Zhu Youning is very lucky!"

"who are you?"

The leader of the scouts shook off the blood from the long sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at the scholar in white.

The white-clothed scholar did not hesitate to speak this time, and introduced his identity directly.

"Tongwenguan, Li Cunhui."

(End of this chapter)