Da Bong fights more people

"The correct statement is that those who are lucky cannot live forever." She corrected.

As expected, Luo Yuheng knew about this, so she wouldn't wonder why Emperor Yuan Jing wanted to practice Taoism in a delusional way?Xu Qi'an expressed this doubt.

"There are always people who have unrealistic fantasies. There are countless practitioners in the world, and most of them have fantasized about becoming a master of the first rank, or even surpassing the rank."

Luo Yuheng said indifferently: "Perhaps Yuan Jing thinks he has seen hope, or there may be some hidden secrets. To me, no matter what plans he has, it has nothing to do with me. I cultivate my way, and he cultivates his longevity. "

She knew that Emperor Yuan Jing might have secrets, but she didn't delve into it. She borrowed her luck to practice, and she was in a cooperative relationship with Emperor Yuan Jing. Going deep into the secrets of the partners would only lead to a stalemate in the relationship between the two parties, and Xu Qi'an even chewed out the words of the national teacher Meaning.

After pondering for a moment, Xu Qi'an no longer entangled in this topic, but instead said: "I used the talisman sword in Jianzhou, how can I contact the national teacher in the future?"

Subtext: Quickly give me another rune sword.

The talisman sword contains the power of Luo Yuheng's sword, and it is quite difficult to make, so it is not just a gift.

Because of this, Xu Qi'an asked her for it. This was a temptation.

Hearing this, Luo Yuheng frowned and said, "It is extremely difficult to refine the talisman sword, and it cannot be accomplished overnight."

After a pause, she said in a calm tone: "I happen to have one more, so it's useless to keep it."

With a wave of his sleeve, a talisman sword lay quietly on the table.

It really made Xu Qi'an look at Fu Jian with complicated emotions.

Royal Garden.

Attic, gazebo.

Emperor Yuan Jing stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the imperial garden in the rainstorm, and said with a smile: "Although the flowers in my palace are very beautiful and beautiful, they are too delicate to withstand the damage of wind and rain."

In the rain, clusters of bright flowers bent their bodies, and the petals floated with the rain.

Behind him, Wei Yuan held the tea, sipped it lightly, and said lightly: "Flowers are meant to please the master. The softer they are, the more the master likes them. His Majesty likes them to be weak, but he laughs at them for being indestructible. It really doesn't make sense. .”

With his back to Wei Yuan, Emperor Yuan Jing flashed a sharp light in his eyes, and said with a smile, "For me, it's enough to take care of the most beautiful flower. Wei Qing, what do you think?"

Wei Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.

Emperor Yuan Jing continued to watch the rain and sighed:

"After the turmoil in Chuzhou, King Huai died in battle, Jili Zhigu fell, Zhujiu also suffered heavy losses, and the northern border was weak. The Witch God Sect is coming aggressively this time. If the northern monsters and barbarians fall, Dafeng will destroy all the borders from north to east. will be surrounded by witch gods.

"Wei Qing, you are a master of the art of war, what do you think?"

Wei Yuan replied without hesitation: "Of course the imperial court wants to send troops to support the Northeast, but the benefits should not be missed. The northern barbarians have been harassing the border all the year round. This time, it's Dafeng's turn to cut their flesh and suck their blood."

Emperor Yuan Jing showed a smile: "The Hanlin Academy wants to revise military books. I have seen it. It has been revised and revised. There is nothing new. After the barbarian missions enter Beijing, I am afraid they will be laughed at. I will give it to you. Wei Qing is a rare handsome talent in a century. You might as well go to the Hanlin The academy will teach you a thing or two."

The book of war is part of showing the "national power" to the demon missions. The more books of war, the more masters of Dafeng's art of war.Its importance is second only to artillery exercises.

The art of war that Dafeng uses today is still left by the scholars of Yunlu Academy, and the "Six Books of Art of War" written by Zhang Shen, a great scholar of contemporary art of war.

On the contrary, Wei Yuan, who is recognized as a peerless handsome talent, never left a single word.

Wei Yuan shook his head.

Emperor Yuan Jing was not angry at all, and said:

"The Guozijian originally wanted to hold a cultural meeting in Luhu today, but a heavy rain hindered the meeting. I plan to let the Guozijian hold a cultural meeting after the embassy enters Beijing. At that time, Wei Qing can go and sit."

Wei Yuan just nodded.

In the next two days, under the impetus of the imperial court, the war in the north and the barbarians began to spread in the capital, first among the scholar-bureaucrats, and then among merchants and marketers.

All of a sudden, heated discussions arose in officialdom, Shilin, colleges, teahouses, restaurants, Goulan, and Jiaofangsi, like a frenzy of heated discussions.

The common people in the market harbor hatred for the Yaoman Mission, and oppose Dafeng's intention to send troops to aid the Yaoman.

The common people's love and hate are straightforward, and they don't care about the overall situation. They only know that the northern monsters are Dafeng's sworn enemy. Since the founding of the country 600 years ago, there have been constant wars and small battles.

Not to mention far away, just recently, in the months before and after the Chuzhou massacre, the northern monsters kept harassing the border, burning, killing and looting.

The aristocracy, on the other hand, has a higher vision, is more rational and objective, and the main battle ideology and wait-and-see ideology collide fiercely, unlike the common people in the city, who almost overwhelmingly oppose it.

In fact, not only the capital, but when the imperial court decided to send troops, it had already sent a report to the states. It didn't take long for the local government to promote the idea of ​​the main station and spread it widely.

In such an environment of heated discussions among the people, a mission team from the north arrived at the capital wharf along the canal in an official ship.

This emissary composed of monsters and barbarians is composed of elites from the twelve tribes of the barbarians and masters from the six tribes of the monsters.

But the two leaders are young people, one of them is white-haired, and his handsome appearance is different among the barbarians. He always has a smile on his face and his eyes are always squinted.

Pei Manxilou, the eldest son of the leader of the Baishou tribe among the twelve tribes of the barbarians.

Bai Shoubu is known for his wisdom, and he is regarded as an outlier among the barbarians, and this Pei Manxilou is an outlier among the outliers.

He has studied the culture of the Central Plains deeply. When the barbarians plundered the border of Chuzhou, they robbed women and food.He is the only one who doesn't want food or beauties, but only grabs books.

The Four Books and Five Classics, biographies of literati, and even some interesting story books that are not nutritious, all comers are welcome, and books are addicted to life.

The other is Huang Xian'er, the princess of the fox tribe of the demon clan. She is wearing a northern-style leather dress, the skirt only reaches the knees, revealing two slender and straight calves.

The clothes only cover the important parts, revealing the wheat-colored skin, round shoulders, and tight belly, revealing a wild beauty.

And her face is charming.Every frown and smile reveals a seductive charm, which is the opposite of the sexy and wild body, blending with a soul-stirring beauty.

The women of the fox tribe of the Yao clan are the most charming and charming.

The two stood on the deck, looking at the Dafeng officers and soldiers waiting at the pier, Huang Xian'er smiled coquettishly: "Bookworm, if we return empty-handed this time, we will be in trouble if we can't move to rescue the soldiers."

Facing the wind from the river in the West Tower, Pei Man said calmly, "Whether reinforcements can be invited depends only on how much we pay."

He looked at the capital, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile:

"There is Yunlu Academy in the capital city, an academy founded by the great disciples of Confucian sages. 200 years ago, when Confucianism was at its most glorious, the whole world surrendered. Not to mention our protoss, even the Buddhist kingdoms in the Western Regions had to endure Confucianism's backsliding and transfer the inheritance from The Central Plains moved back to the Western Regions.

"There is Guozijian in Beijing. Although it does not practice the Confucian system, scholars have more time and energy to develop knowledge, astronomy, geography, scholars, agriculture, business, etc., and so on. If we can move the library library of Guozijian back to the north, we will There is no need to go south in this life.

"There is Wei Yuan in the capital city, known as Dafeng, who has been one of the few masters of war in the 600 years since the founding of the country. In the 6th year of Yuanjing, General Dugu, who guarded the north, passed away. 10,000+ cavalry of our protoss went south to plunder. It only took him three months , Killed 10,000+ cavalry and discarded their helmets and armor. 20 years ago, the Battle of Shanhaiguan, without him, the history of the entire Kyushu would be rewritten.

"There is a supervisor in the capital, overlooking the Central Plains for 500 years, his mind is like a secret, unpredictable.

"There is a poet in the capital, known as the No. 200 poet in the past 1 years, even if he was Dafeng 200 years ago, it is difficult to find a second one.

"The capital city, I've longed for it for a long time."

Pei Man Xilou let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "There are countless outstanding people in the capital. I am full of knowledge, and I finally have an opponent."