Chapter 328: Wearing the Yellow Robe (Part 1)

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Everything is just a passing cloud.

Zhang Cheng felt that this god was in vain, and he couldn't show his holiness in front of people, so it was meaningless!

Looking around the room, it turned out that all the people were proud.

Zhou Yi was needless to say, Li Xun rose from a poor royal family to a third-rank official, Chen Ying was successful in his practice and was about to marry a beautiful wife, Cui Yuan was in charge of the Cui family and was a powerful local tyrant, Du Si founded a sect and was known as a little sage...

Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a sense of disappointment that he had the skills to slay dragons, but there were no dragons to slay in the world.

Li Xun saw that the banquet suddenly became a little cold, and spoke to comfort Zhang Cheng, and said hurriedly.

"Brother Zhang, I have a wish. I hope His Royal Highness Prince Yan can ascend the throne and become the emperor!"

"Xun'er's wish is more reliable!"

Zhang Cheng said immediately: "Old Zhang has agreed to it. We must support Xun'er."

Li Xun emphasized: "We support His Royal Highness Prince Yan!"

"Yes, Xun'er has the final say!"

Zhang Cheng nodded repeatedly, thinking that when he seizes the throne, he will show his magical powers and blind your eyes!

When he sees the power of the gods, he will come to flatter Master Zhang obediently, hehehe...

Zhang Cheng couldn't help laughing when he thought of his pride.

Cui Yuan tried hard to hold back his smile and made up his mind to follow Zhang Cheng at any time. He must use magic and magical powers to record the scene when he was deified.

This video can be eaten for 10,000 years!

The banquet ended hastily, which was quite unsatisfactory.

After Li Xun sent everyone away, he returned to the front yamen, thought for a moment and called his trusted guards. .

"You are all my right-hand men. Now the water in the capital is turbulent. Do you dare to fight for wealth and honor?"

"Please give me your orders, General."

The guards did not hesitate at all. They were originally low-level soldiers. They stood out from the battlefield of Qingqiu. They followed Li Xun through life and death and were loyal.

Li Xun took out a thick stack of letters from his arms. Each guard was given a dozen letters with different names and titles marked on them.

There were old princes who had not been involved in affairs for a long time, scholars who were not satisfied with their official careers, and officials who retired to live in retirement...

The titles were even more bizarre, such as great grandfather, great uncle, nineteenth uncle, nephew, good brother, brother, etc.

"You send these letters to their houses."

Li Xun instructed: "You must find a way to meet the owner and hand them over in person, but you must not make a fuss and attract other people's attention."

"General, don't worry, we will find a reason to send the letter."

They were chosen as personal guards, not only because they have martial arts talent, but also because they are smart.

The patrol camp has the power to patrol the market, and they can find a reason at will, such as arresting fugitives, harboring demons, etc., which will not attract attention at all.

Li Xun nodded slightly, and the letter was not an invitation to start a rebellion.

These people seem to have great power, but they have no actual power, so they dare not gamble their family's lives to fight for the merit of following the dragon.

The letter only requires them to wait and see, and when Li Xun breaks through the palace, they can play their respective advantages.

Or voice support, or privately connect, use their reputation to win over the people of Luojing, and open up a second battlefield besides fighting.

Li Xun governed the people in Bodhi County, suppressed the evil cult in the northern border, fought against the noble families and divided the land, and worked together with the human race outside the region to break the demon city. He saw the power of ordinary people with his own eyes.

The national martial saint seemed not to care about the dragon fight, but when the public opinion was surging, how could he sit idly by.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing!"

...

Cui Mansion.

Once the first noble family, it is now less than eleven times its heyday.

When Cui Yuan returned home, Cui Yongnian, who had been refined into an avatar, had already summoned the clan members.

Even if only Cui Yongyuan was left, there were still hundreds of people in the Cui family. Only two years after Emperor Jingtai died, more than a dozen of them had entered the court as officials.

The rest may become wealthy businessmen and provide financial support for the Cui family. Or establish a free academy, recruit students widely, and cultivate supporters for the Cui family.

After the pain of genocide, the three thousand year-old noble family quickly embarked on the upward path again.

"I called you here today to announce something."

Cui Yuan sat in the first seat, showing a little bit of his power, and the clansmen below were silent: "Recall the traveling Confucian scholars to support Li Xun, the descendant of King Zhongshan, and assist in the defense after he breaks through the imperial city."

The imperial city is easy to break, as long as you dare to be the first bird.

The difficult part is to defend it, and you need to face all the dragon-fighting forces in the city.

"I will obey the order of the head of the family."

The Cui family agreed in unison. In a few years, they had already been disciplined by Cui Yuan.

Those who were not in line were sent to do business outside the region.

"Father, please go to the other families and convey my meaning."

Cui Yuan said: "The aristocratic families have always been one. Since the Cui family supports Li Xun, they should not have other thoughts."

Cui Yongnian nodded slightly. He was originally a first-class Confucian scholar, and he became the incarnation of the real dragon. He could easily suppress other aristocratic families.

Most of the aristocratic families have declined after the Jingtai reign, but the Cui family is still the leader with a top official in the family.

"Master, although His Royal Highness the King of Zhongshan is good at leading troops and has good relations with the royal family, he has few connections among the officials in the court."

An old man of the Cui family said, "Our Cui family has been around for three thousand years and is the best at being an official. Do we need to make some preparations in advance, so that there will be no one available in the court after the success?"

"King of Zhongshan? Your Highness?"

Cui Yuan was slightly stunned, then reacted and said, "The one who ascended the throne was not Li Xun, but the King of Yan, but our Cui family supports Li Xun."

"I understand."

The old man couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't this just taking off your pants to fart..."

The merit of following the dragon is not as satisfying as coming directly from the dragon. What's more, the power of King Yan is overwhelming. He runs two states and has countless senior officials under his command. The Cui family can only be regarded as the icing on the cake.

On the contrary, Li Xun was left empty-handed and needed the support of the Cui family even more after he ascended the throne.

It's not that Cui Yuan doesn't understand this, but he thinks it's unnecessary. With Li Xun's achievements in conquering Qingqiu and massacring the city and destroying demons, he will definitely become a righteous god in the future.

A mere emperor, the structure is too small!

…

Chen Mansion.

After Chen Ying came back, she went directly to the study.

After talking to his father for a while, he fled out of the city carrying a pound of Ning Shen Shen Tea.

The Tongtian Sword Sect is based in the west of Luojing City, a hundred miles away on the top of a sword-shaped mountain called Tianjian Peak.

It is said that this peak is the ancestor of the Sword Saint. The sword energy that escaped when he learned the sword naturally cut the peak into the shape of a sharp sword.

Chen Ying's flashlight fell in front of the mountain gate. When the disciples on duty saw it, they quickly bowed and saluted.

"I've met my uncle!"

No one in the Sword Sect knows about Chen Ying's reputation. Firstly, he is extremely talented in martial arts and has reached the threshold of being a master at a young age. Secondly, he is engaged to the eldest lady and can freely enter and leave Chunfeng Tower without even being harshly criticized by the sword master.

Such a true man is truly a role model for Sword Sect disciples.

Chen Ying wiped out one or two Concentration Flowers and said: "Take the specialties grown at home and soak them in water to drink."

"Thank you, uncle."

The disciple on duty took it with a smile. As expected, meeting his uncle on duty would be beneficial, and reported in a low voice.

"The sect leader is learning the sword in the back mountain, and the eldest lady is listening to the third elder's lecture on swordsmanship in the front hall."

"Understood."

Chen Ying immediately turned into an escaping light, circled around Tianjian Peak, and landed directly on the back mountain.

The back mountain is the forbidden area of ​​the Tongtian Sword Sect, where the corpses and swords of the previous sect leaders and elders are buried. Only those who have made great achievements will be allowed to come here to learn Taoism and choose swords.

Pei Yu stood at the front of all the tombs, staring at an ordinary solitary tomb.

Chen Ying fell behind him, bowed and said: "My son-in-law paid homage to Mount Tai. Hearing about the hard training in Mount Tai, he specially sent me some concentration tea to relieve his fatigue."

Pei Yu slowly turned around, looked Chen Ying up and down, and nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you have benefited a lot from the Qingqiu Killing. It won't take long for your true energy to condense into the outer scene. Tell me, is there anything you can do this time? What's up?"

Chen Yingzhen said: "My son-in-law just came to visit Master Taishan to show his filial piety. How can I ask for anything?"

Pei Yu waved his hand directly and said: "Then go back, don't delay my sword enlightenment."

"Oh! Don't worry, Taishan. My son-in-law really has such a small problem."

Chen Ying said quickly: "My son-in-law's good brother Li Xun, you have also heard that he will break through the imperial city in a few days and help King Yan fight for the dragon. At that time, he will be targeted by everyone. Please ask Taishan to take action. He will be so powerful that Xiao Xiao ”

Pei Yu is a first-grade sword cultivator with many years of experience, and his strength ranks among the top of the Daqian.

The soldiers under Li Xun's command were powerful and unmatched by anyone in the capital. However, compared to the King of Chu who was in charge of the Demon Slayer Division, their high-end combat power was much inferior.

Lao Chen then told Chen Ying to let his father-in-law get away with it.

"Since the founding of Da Qian, the sect has always been strictly guarded."

Pei Yu said: "It's a good thing if you succeed in participating in the battle for the throne, you won't be rewarded too much afterwards. If you fail, you will be punished by everyone."

"Don't worry, Taishan. As for those guys in the city, not to mention compared to King Yan, they are much worse than Brother Xun."

Chen Yingxin said: "Taishan does not need any explicit support. On the day of the fight for the dragon, just visit the King of Chu to have tea and discuss Taoism. When everything is settled and the King of Chu is unable to save himself, I still have to thank you!"

Pei Yu glanced at Chen Ying. This idea must have come from Lao Chen. He looked back at Gu Tom for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"I can agree, and I hope to ask the Protector Martial Saint for advice afterwards!"

"no problem!"

Chen Ying is very good at this kind of blank check, which is basically the same as next time I make a check.

"When you go back, tell Mr. Chen that I will persuade the sect alliance to support it."

Pei Yu looked at Gu Tomb and murmured: "As the leader of the Yunzhou sect, the Tongtian Sword Sect has been silent for thousands of years. If there is no more movement, the world will only remember Daqian Martial Saint and forget the Tongtian Sword who once sacrificed his life to protect Yunzhou. Holy!”

Chen Ying looked at the lonely tomb and asked doubtfully: "Is the Sword Master Tongtian buried in this tomb?"

"It's just a tomb!"

Pei Yu shook his head and said: "There was once a dragon demon god who coveted Yunzhou. The founder risked his life to fight with him in the East China Sea, and both fell. Not even the inherited immortal sword was left behind."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ying bowed and bowed three times to Gu Tomb.

The Battle of Qingqiu made Chen Ying realize how miserable the human race outside the territory was. The reason why he was able to wander around Chunfeng Tower freely and casually was because his ancestors risked their lives to fight the demons.

"If in the future, we also have such a lonely tomb, thousands of years later, someone will worship it, and it will be worth visiting this world for a while!"

…

Jixia Academy.

Du Si sent a greeting card, and an edict came out to welcome him immediately.

The reputation of Longchuan Du Shouren is already well-known among scholars.

A few days ago, Shanzhang Yan Yuanzheng personally annotated "Ge Zhu Lun", praising its writings and thoughts as a spring of imagination, and exploring a new path for Confucianism.

Since Confucian practice began to rely on being an official in order to make it easier to establish a destiny, it has fallen into huge shackles.

How could the great Confucians not understand that whatever you gain, you must lose something? Setting up a life for an official will taint the fate of the country and public opinion. It is similar to the fortune of the dynasty and Shinto, and it is equivalent to cutting off the way forward for Confucianism.

Du Si took a different approach and used bamboo to extend the study of the mind and the treatment of the mind, which is referred to as the study of the mind.

There is no need to be an official, just cultivate a heart without selfishness and material desires, and pursue the way of heaven in all things.

Since this article came out, it first shocked Longchuan Academy, then Wuzhou, and then Daqian. All scholars seemed to have been given a slap in the face.

In addition to being an official, Confucianism has another way to cultivate the mind. It may be difficult, but it does not have to sacrifice the future.

Cheng Jiaoyu, who came to greet him, was astonished by Du Si.

After hearing that Du Shouren had sent a greeting card, he immediately left his students and went out to greet him in person.

"Mr. Du, please!"

Cheng Jiaoyu said: "I read Mr.'s articles day and night, and I had many doubts. I once visited Longchuan Academy, but I regretted that Mr. Zhang was traveling. Today, Mr. General is here, so we can't leave easily. Let's talk about giving some lectures to the students! "

"It's what you wish for."

Du Si said: "When the turmoil in Kyoto calms down, I will come to the Academy to stay for a while. I have long wanted to take a look at the collection of books in the Academy."

With Du Si's current status and strength, there is no need to be humble in front of fellow Confucians and Taoists, and he cannot be humble. There are already many scholars who have embarked on the path of cultivating their minds, and they cannot tolerate the patriarch being inferior to others.

Not to mention giving lectures in the academy, being the head of the Confucian Academy is more than enough.

"Okay, okay!"

Cheng Jiaoyu was overjoyed when he heard this. Du Si was staying in the academy and could ask for advice at any time: "Mr. Du, come with me. The mountain chief is currently entertaining guests at Mingxin Hall. It should be almost done."

The two of them talked about articles and knowledge all the way, and soon came to the outside of Mingxin Hall, where they happened to see someone coming out.

Wang Bo'an frowned. He wanted to support Li Ze, the son of Emperor Hongde, to ascend the throne. He claimed that since he was a direct lineage and had a long history, it would be conducive to the inheritance of Daqian and he should be the new king.

This was not said to the other people fighting for the dragon, but to constantly sharpen the ears of the Martial Saint who protects the country. Wang Bo'an expected that the Martial Saint was devoted to maintaining the Daqian inheritance, and inheritance by the eldest son was an excellent system.

Wang Bo'an saw the situation clearly. The princes, uncles, princes, and vassals were all scum, while Da Qian was the Martial Saint who protected the country and had the final say.

Wu Sheng nodded, but Li Ze had no one to support him, and the throne was still as stable as Mount Tai.

The result was beyond Wang Bo'an's expectation. The Protector of the Country Martial Saint turned out to be indifferent, even though he had asked someone to send his remarks to the Dragon Protector Division.

When Wang Bo'an's plan failed, he devised another plan and came to his alma mater, Jixia Academy.

At that time, Wang Bo'an was studying in the Academy. After becoming a Jinshi, he served as a teacher. Now, his portrait is hung in the library of Jixia Academy to inspire future students.

As a result, Yan Yuan was just like the stones in the latrine, which were smelly and hard. He said that the academy was a place for teaching and educating people, and he would never support anyone to become emperor.

After all, no matter who becomes the emperor, he still needs the disciples of the academy to serve as officials, so why take the risk to fight for it?

Wang Boan's repeated persuasion failed and he had to leave.

At this time, he had begun to think in his mind that Li Ze was destined to have no hope of ascending to the throne. It was time to change the wall. With the power of the Wang family in the court, he was not afraid that no one would welcome him.

"I've met Mr. Wang!"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice woke up Wang Bo'an who was thinking. He looked up and saw Du Si who was smiling but not smiling.

"snort!"

Wang Bo'an snorted coldly, turned pale, and walked away.

How could Wang Bo'an not know about Du Gezhu's reputation? Every time he hears someone discussing his article, he can't help but think of the incident of incontinence in the Palace of Supreme Harmony.