Da Bong fights more people

As thoughts flickered, Xu Qi'an said: "Notify the brothers patrolling the streets. If you find any abnormalities in the inner city, or see spies wearing black robes and masks, you must notify me in time."

Zhu Guangxiao nodded, "Yes".

Song Tingfeng said suddenly: "By the way, I heard that in three days' time, the northern demon mission will enter Beijing."

Goblin missions coming to Beijing?The monsters and barbarians have just teamed up to destroy Chuzhou City. How long has it been since they dared to enter the capital?Xu Qi'an frowned:

"I haven't heard of it."

Song Tingfeng said "Hey": "Your Majesty held a small meeting yesterday to discuss this matter in secret. Jiang Jinluo revealed it when he took us to drink at the Jiaofang Division last night."

I know about the war in the north. According to the delay in the transmission of news, the war in the north should have started long ago, but even so, the northern monster sent a mission to Beijing, which is enough to show that the war is unfavorable! Xu Qi'an pondered:

"The monster and barbarian clans are too helpless to ask for help so soon?"

The northern monsters, Dafeng, and Witchcraft are the three checks and balances.

Song Tingfeng said: "The cavalry of Yasukuni is the most in Kyushu. Before the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the barbarian cavalry was able to compete with the Yasukuni cavalry. After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the strong barbarians were killed and injured. Now the Yasukuni cavalry dominates Kyushu.

"I don't think the war in the north will drag on for too long. The northern barbarians won't survive this year."

Zhu Guangxiao added: "After the death of Ji Li Zhigu, there is only one Zhujiu between the monsters and barbarians, and the witch gods have no shortage of high-quality powerhouses. Besides, the battlefield is the home field of wizards, and the witch gods' ability to control corpse soldiers is extremely terrifying."

Zhu Jiu experienced the Battle of Chuzhou City and was seriously injured, so it makes sense to think so. Xu Qi'an nodded.

Zhu Guangxiao sighed: "Compared to the weakening of Dafeng's national power, the national power of the Three Kingdoms governed by the Witch God Sect is flourishing. If it weren't for the presence of Duke Wei."

Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng are watchdogs who supervise all officials, and their vision is not bad, and they can clearly perceive the weakness of Dafeng's national strength.

One year is worse than one year.

However, the emotion of worrying about the country and the people was quickly replaced by the charming laughter of the little ladies.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao each picked a handsome woman, hugged them into the house and worked hard.

Xu Qi'an sat alone at the table, drinking wine in silence, and looked down at the opera in the lobby with no expression.

At night, Xu Erlang's study room.

Holding the teacup, Xu Qi'an frowned after listening to Xu Erlang's recitation, "It's only this little?"

"Recently, there are a lot of things going on in the Imperial Academy. The imperial court wants to revise military books, so I don't have much time to memorize the late emperor's daily records." Xu Erlang explained helplessly.

"Military repair book?"

"It's a custom to revise military books every time we go to war." Xu Erlang took a sip of tea and said:

"Let me tell you something. Three days later, the northern Yaoman's mission will enter Beijing. The war in the north is in full swing. If there is no accident, the imperial court will send troops to support Yaoman.

"Actually, the imperial court made this decision when the information came from Chuzhou, but it still needs to be considered. Heh, to put it bluntly, it is to inspire people's hearts. Tomorrow, the Imperial College will hold a literary conference in the imperial city, with the purpose of spreading the idea of ​​the main battle."

Huaiqing told me about this, yes, I have to accompany her to the essay meeting Xu Qi'an remembered it.

He had never experienced war in his previous life, but he had read a lot of ancient and modern history, so he could understand what Xu Erlang was trying to express.

Mobilization during wars has been a common method since ancient times.We must tell the people why we are fighting and what is the significance of fighting.

Of course, in this era, what the court wanted to mobilize was not ordinary people, but the scholar-official class.

"Then, are these daily records I've memorized useful to you, brother?" Xu Erlang asked.

"Have!"

Xu Qi'an gave an affirmative answer, saying:

"Through this daily record, it can be seen that the first emperor did not ask Renzong about the method of longevity frequently, but there were not many, which shows that he had certain illusions about longevity.

"But for some reason, he has absolutely no illusions about longevity. I haven't seen the idea of ​​the late emperor wanting to practice Taoism for the time being."

"The first emperor never practiced Taoism." After Xu Erlang finished speaking, he frowned and said, "Because of some reason?"

The first emperor was a smart man, and he knew his weight. Xu Qi'an smiled, without explaining, and said instead:

"The first emperor didn't practice Taoism until his death, but he did have fantasies about cultivating Taoism. I guess it may be that the first emperor influenced Yuan Jingdi. You continue to read the daily life record and write it down as soon as possible."

The next day, the torrential rain fell, and the wind whipped up the rain foam, bringing a bit of coolness.

Rainwater flows down the eaves, forming a curtain of water droplets.

Summer is coming to an end, and the young crops in the fields are showing signs of turning yellow.

Xu Erlang stood under the eaves today and said with emotion: "It seems that the Wenhui will not be able to go."

Xu Qi'an walked out of the room, watched the rain side by side with him, and said with a smile: "I think so too, so Erlang, let me borrow your official card."

Opposite the two brothers was the East Wing. Xu Lingyin was standing under the eaves, waving a branch, and kept "cutting" the water drop curtain under the eaves, never tired of it.

Her little shoes and trousers were wet from the rain.

At this point, Lina was still soundly asleep, Li Miaozhen was meditating in the room, and Second Uncle Xu, wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, sadly went on duty.

Xu Qi'an also has something to do today, he is going to Lingbao Temple to do two things, one: test Luo Yuheng's true attitude towards him.

Two: Ask about the ancestors of the previous generation.

It was raining heavily, Wei Yuan's carriage was driving in the rain curtain, and the raindrops kept bursting on the ceiling of the carriage, crackling.

Da Qingyi opened the car window, watching the rain silently, blurring the world.

At a certain moment, the rain seemed to freeze for a moment, like an illusion.

"Rain can wash away dust, but it can't wash away people's hearts."

The sound of emotion sounded in the carriage, and the voice was full of vicissitudes.

Wei Yuan still looked at the rain screen, and said calmly: "The rain scene in Qingyun Mountain is not as good as mine?"

Dean Zhao Shou, who appeared silently, had a serious face: "After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, Dafeng should have flourished, but because, because"

Zhao Shou wanted to speak several times, but found that he couldn't remember.

"Because something happened during the period. At the end of the year of Jingcha, the sculpture in Jiyuan was cracked, and the one in the northeast was the same. In the end, you just won 20 years for Dafeng and the human race. All these years, I have been thinking that if Jianzheng hadn't stood by and watched, the ending would have been different."

Wei Yuan still had no expression on his face, and his tone was flat: "It's up to man to make things happen. Nothing in this world will go according to your will, Zhao Shou's, nor will it go according to my will. The prison is with you and me. Not all the way."

Zhao Shou nodded and said: "Gu God is an ancient god and demon, but also a rootless duckweed, but the Wu God is different. He dominates the Northeast and rules millions of creatures. He accounts for at least one-third of the luck of the human race. .

"If He breaks the seal, no one in Kyushu can stop him. Unless Confucian saints are resurrected."