Da Bong fights more people

After a pause, Emperor Yuan Jing said, "Zhang Shen hasn't come yet?"

The old eunuch bowed his head: "Mr. Zhang is in the future."

Emperor Yuan Jing nodded slowly: "It's not in a hurry, the Wenhui hasn't gotten into the topic yet. Although the scholars in Yunlu Academy are annoying, they have never disappointed in their knowledge."

His demeanor is quite relaxed.

What is the topic of the meeting?

It's a war, a war in the North.

Among the representatives of the Imperial College, a student got up and made an indignant statement:

"The barbarians have been harassing the border all year round, killing my Dafeng people, causing far-reaching disasters. Now they are crushed by the iron hooves of the Yasukuni in the Northeast, and they shamelessly come to me for help.

"Barbarians are barbarians, brazen."

The surrounding Guozijian students responded one after another, scolding the barbarian for being "brazen".

Huang Xian'er cared all about it with a smile, twisting her temple hair with her fingers.

The boy with vertical pupils was full of anger, trying his best to suppress the snake's brutal and bloodthirsty nature, and the vertical pupils cast a cold glance at the student.

Pei Manxilou did not change his face, and even laughed, saying:

"The Sorcerer Sect dominates the northeast of Kyushu, and there are only three states next to Dafeng. With Dafeng's population and military strength, they can be blocked from the three states at a certain cost."

He paused for a moment, and seeing the expressions of approval from the princes and generals, he continued:

"However, if the territory in the north is also occupied by the Witch God Sect, the Jingguo cavalry can go south and attack the capital directly. Kang and Yan will attack from the east, echoing each other. Dafeng is not in danger.

"As we all know, there are endless grasslands in the north. If Yasukuni gains the northern territory, it will be able to raise more cavalry. At that time, even if Dafeng has artillery and crossbows, it will not be able to stop this group of "invincibles" on land.

"So, Dafeng sent troops, not to help our Protoss, but to help ourselves. Our Protoss has a difficult reproduction and a low population. Even though it sometimes disturbs the border, it does not have that kind of troops to go south. The threat to Dafeng is limited. But the Witch God is different. what."

No one objected.

The masters of the Hanlin Academy, the students of the Imperial College, and even the court officials all agreed with his words.

The Northeast, which is controlled by the Witch God Sect, is rich in products. It can be used for both hunting and farming, and the farming civilization has the most prosperous population.

Compared with Dafeng, the population of the Witch God Cult is far behind because of the limited area.

If the territory in the north falls into the hands of the Witch God Sect, and some of the population moves to the north, within 20 years at the most, the population of the Witch God Sect will double, at least double.

Pei Man Xilou said in a deep voice: "At that time, the present day of our Protoss will be the future day of Dafeng."

Xu New Year watched silently.

This group of idiots have been taken over by the other party unknowingly. Shouldn’t you be asking for bargaining chips? How to discuss the necessity of sending troops? There must be troops. There is no doubt about it. The discussion chips seem to be What is to be done on the negotiating table is the business of the princes, and it is indeed not appropriate to discuss it at this time.

The core of this essay meeting is actually that Dafeng wants to destroy Pei Manxilou's image and his compulsion.

But the form is not very optimistic. This guy is eloquent and eloquent, and he has the "righteousness" that must send troops.

Xu Nian turned his eyes and found that many generals were eager to try, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they frowned and remained silent.

Still self-aware, these generals are sloppy in cursing, arguing?Even if they have rich experience in leading troops, they can't say no to Pei Manxilou, bah, vulgar warriors

"Isn't Zhu Gong always sharp-tongued in court? When the Tai Tuo slapped Ben Gong's palm, couldn't he be eloquent? Why didn't he speak?" Zhuang Zhuan said anxiously.

"How can the Taifu end? He is a highly respected senior. There is too much difference in seniority. Even if he wins, it would be disgraceful. People will only say that I bully the younger by the big. The same is true for you, and if you In the end, I can guarantee that Pei Manxilou will take the initiative to compete with them for knowledge."

Huaiqing rarely said a lot of words, explaining to his stupid sister:

"Except for a few great scholars, everyone's knowledge has been abandoned."

Mounted eyes widened, and murmured: "Then what should I do? I'm so mad."

The faces of the students of the Imperial College were heavy, and the masters of the Hanlin Academy were also facing a formidable enemy, and their faces were not good-looking.

Wang Shoufu sighed: "Pei Manxilou's talent is amazing, it's really surprising."

The young officials of the Imperial Academy were full of confidence when they entered the arena, and there was an obvious gap from the silent and serious posture now.

Wang Simu looked at Xu Erlang frequently, expecting him to stand up and perform.

Wang Shoufu noticed his daughter's eyes and said, "Why is Erlang so silent today?"

Wang Simu frowned.

Just when everyone was speechless and thinking hard about countermeasures, a clear light flashed over Luhu Lake, and Zhang Shen, wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown, appeared out of thin air.

Then, he fell toward the lake.

With another flash of light, Zhang Shen appeared in the shed, with a little fear remaining in his expression.

His bragging must be: I am not in Yunlu Academy, but in Luhu.So he almost fell into the lake, Xu Qi'an complained wildly in his heart.

"Zhang Daru is here."

"Mr. Zhang finally arrived, and I knew that Mr. Zhang would not be absent."

The surrounding students cheered, relieved.

The princes laughed, and those who had friendship with Zhang Shen said one after another: "Brother Jinyan, you are here."

Zhang Shen nodded calmly, saw the Grand Tutor immediately, and hurriedly bowed: "Student Zhang Shen, I have met the Grand Tutor."

The Taifu said "hmm", and finally smiled on his always stern face: "Zhang Jinyan, this young man from Baitou wants to ask you about the art of war, so you can teach him a thing or two."

Inside the pergola, the atmosphere suddenly rose.

Zhang Shen looked around, looked at Pei Manxilou, whose hair was like snow, and said, "Are you the Pei Manxilou who wrote "Beizhai Dadian"?"

Pei Manxilou got up for the first time, bowed and said: "The student has met Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Shen waved his hand: "You don't have to be polite, you want to fight me in the art of war?"

There was a sudden silence in the shed, and everyone looked forward to it.

Huang Xian'er sat up slightly, squinting her eyes, staring at the scholars in Yunlu Academy.

The boy with vertical pupils restrained his arrogance. This fourth-rank master of the Confucian system is the "enemy" of Brother Pei Man's literary meeting this time. Although he looks down on scholars, the scholars of Yunlu Academy are not in the scope of contempt.

Even though the Confucian system has been in decline for many years, its prestige is still there.

"Students are not talented enough, and I want to ask my husband for advice." Pei Manxilou smiled softly, with confidence in his chest.