Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey

Zhi Shen smiled coldly and said, "Hou Ye, the plan of the pirates will be accomplished."

"This attack on the county seat is only a trivial matter. I've got the pirate dead and assassinated the governor. When the pirate cooperates with the attack, he can erode counties in a while, and Houye can write a letter to plead guilty."

"The power is now in the hands of the Governor, and this responsibility is also clear. Our letter is only showing loyalty."

"Moreover, the generals, if you change people, it will take time to subdue the generals, and even if the court sends someone, you must rely on Hou Ye."

Jibei Hou took a few steps in the hall: "With the staffing already installed, can you simply kill the governor?"

He Shen leaned forward, said lowly, "No."

He paused and said, "Houye, this is all a measure."

"No matter how strong the pirates can occupy our county, it is nothing more than plunder, so we choose the pirates."

"The assassination of the governor is to show that the governor is incompetent. The court will consider choosing Houye to sit in the general situation of Yingzhou, but it cannot really succeed in the assassination. The successful assassination is the event that shakes the court. It won't be cheap. "

"Hou Ye, at this time is not a troubled time. If Hou Ye had already had the heart and strength to kill the Governor to fight the dragon, this step is just the way to death."

"Houye, the founder of the country today was an emperor Gaozu, wise and martial, but now he has been at the pole for seven years, and I have heard that my health is not very good."

"As long as Houye took control of the military, if the emperor died, the prince would be crowned, the prince would be weak, and it would be difficult to straighten out the princes. Houye could take power for a long time, even hereditary."

"If there is a mess, Hou Ye could go further ..."

"But now, it is extremely radical. In order to avoid the real drama, I thought that we could send personnel to the scene. Once these pirates have the courage and ability to fake the real drama, they can kill it."

Jibei Hou's eyes were drowsy, and he seemed to be pondering. He sighed for a long time: "Mr. is working hard, these days rely on Mr., if it is not Mr. plan, it is unknown when it is necessary to master the military power."

Shen Shen straightened and looked right: "Because Hou Ye promoted me to muddy life, he is the man of Hou Ye and he is the ghost of Hou Ye. What is the hard work?"

Jibei Hou just smiled, no longer spoke, and for a long time, it seemed to remind me: "Yes, I heard that the third child asked you to get some books?"

"Yes, Pei Ziyun, this year's Jieyuan was really talented."

Jibeihou nodded his head for a long time, and then asked, "Is it Songyunmen?"

"Yes!"

"Could you win over this person and Songyunmen?"

"It's very difficult to draw this son. As for drawing Songyunmen, I'm afraid it's impossible at all." Shen Zhi said, paused, explaining: "Although Songyunmen's history is not too long, it has also experienced the Second Dynasty. , It can be said that it has established a foothold. "

"These blessings rely on the atmosphere. Although the atmosphere is natural, there is a way to break it. As long as the court orders it, even the famous mountains and rivers can be intercepted and diverted."

"Although the ground gas changed without dying, it drifted away, and the original blessed land gradually disappeared."

"The change of a mountain and a channel of water is a huge project. The court was generally reluctant to do so, but it is not impossible, so the gates are generally unwilling to step in too deeply."

"Although the three sons entered Songyunmen, Songyunmen also benefited from Hou's government, but this did not attract Songyunmen." Shen Zhi said.

"I see, you step back!" Jibei Hou waited for Shen to go straight out, got up and looked back: "Come out!"

"Mr. Shen is really a nerd!" A Taoist strolled and walked out, clapping and laughing, this man was wearing a robe, a bamboo crown, a clear face, and three long beards, looking more than forty years old.

Hearing this, Jibei Hou felt a sudden uneasiness in his heart, and burst into a smile, saying, "If the Taoist of the holy prison gate joins in, why don't you worry about a big deal?"

Several days

The book seller wiped his sweat and waited outside Hou's house. After a while, one person came out and saw the book seller lead him in. The book seller held the draft in his hand and followed the servant.

Zhi Shen is holding a pen to practice calligraphy, and ignores the bookseller when he comes in.

The book seller salutes when he enters the room: "My lord, my little man finds some original books and presents them."

The book was handed to the person, and the servant passed it up. Shen directly passed the manuscript and looked at it. It was indeed a famous article. He smiled, "Yes, I don't want you to find these handwritten books in a short time. Yes! "

"This is all adult prestige. Few people can refuse to hear the manuscripts collected by Houfu." The bookseller said with a smile.

"Even so, you are very diligent." Shen Zhi took a sip of tea and arranged for the housekeeper to lead the bookseller to the account room and make another hundred or two silver. This is the final payment. These seven books are all good.

Zhi Shen Zhi took these seven books toward Wei Ang Xiao Yuan, entered the courtyard, Wei Ang was making tea, and a painting had been drawn and placed on one side.

Shen Shen went straight forward: "Three sons, the books you wanted last time have been found."

After I said and handed the book over, Wei Ang took it and turned it over, saying, "These books are all good, they are all famous, Huang Ye, you are my next to you, and you pick up the books and send them to Pei Ziyun."

"It's a son." Huang Yan replied, took the book, went to Fuzhong to support an ox cart, and took the book to Fu Fu.

The yak cart arrived at Fu's Mansion, Huang Huang got out of the car, knocked on the door, and the door opened quickly. The concierge asked, "Girl, who are you looking for?"

Huang Huang said: "I am the maid of the third son of the Houfu in Jibei. Last time, Pei Juren asked my son to look for the manuscript. Today, I have news to send to the son."

As soon as the doorman saw it, it was a girl, and she said, "Lady later, I'll go and tell the truth."

After a while, the room came out: "Girl please."

I finished leading the way, and brought me to Huang.

At this time, Pei Ziyun was writing. Huang Huang went in and saw that it was a study, almost full of historical books, piled on the case, and even full of manuscripts. He thought, "Although it is not as good as the art of painting, only fine writing, But it really looks more in line with Jie Yuan's identity. "

I thought, Huang Yi stepped forward, and handed the book.

Pei Ziyun then got up and took a look. It turned out that it was the last girl I saw last time, with bright eyes and bright teeth. Although not very beautiful, but also moving, he smiled at the moment: "Thank you son."

I received the book and got a sense of it. I couldn't help but be overjoyed and smiled: "These books are all good, Huang Ye. I'll be here in a few days."

"Pei Gong, then I will go back to life and say goodbye!" Huang Yan said, and then hurried away with the porter, she should not stay long.

Pei Ziyun looked away, took out three of the seven books without hesitation, and threw away the other four: "Three of the seven are entrusted."

"Ancient books are very painstaking and often take years and ten years to complete. It is not too surprising to have this proportion."

"Zeng Xiaoqing, lift people."

"Lu Jiyuan, Jinshi."

"Prince Liang, lift people."

"Everyone who is famous, these three books are inductive and can be learned."

"It's enough to have these three books. Many of my studies are by-passes, not the more the better. I will use one, learn, blend, and then learn other books."

Pei Ziyun turned into the room, put a book under the pillow, fell asleep on the pillow, and then fell into a dream.

Pei Ziyun had not heard the dream for a long time, and there was a sound of pushing the door. He pushed the door and said, "Sister, brother, the weather is fine today, let's go kite flying."

Xiao Xiaolioli went into the room with a kite in the early summer. Just looking at it, Pei Ziyun was asleep, and approached, shouting, "Master, brother, don't sleep, go with me to fly a kite."

Pei Ziyun slept peacefully, couldn't cry, and went out with a stomping foot.

Waking up in the dream, waking up again, dreaming again, Pei Ziyun sucked in three books in succession, feeling that the world was swaying. When he got up, he shivered, took a few steps back, reached out and supported the bed to rest.

"Even if the plum blossom has opened the second petal, it can't bear it anymore." Pei Ziyun came to his senses, and the plum blossom had few restrictions, at least he couldn't reach the top. However, even if he practiced the Taoist method, there were limits to his acceptance and he must have a rest process.

Not only has a headache, but even her thoughts are stagnant. This is a situation of serious mental loss. Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly, put these famous articles on one side, and fell down to sleep.

When I woke up again, I felt some recovery, and my head was a little bit painful. I stood up and moved around. I saw some food on the table, but it was cold. I put a note under the food, and I took it for a look. It ’s Master ’s handwriting. , Can not help but feel warm.

"Cuckoo" belly rang, Pei Ziyun opened the door, wanted to call people to warm up the meal, seeing the sky was dark, only a few stars, Pei Ziyun reacted, and fell asleep deeper in the middle of the night.

At this moment, the night wind was blowing, it was a bit cold, and the servant should have slept. Pei Ziyun thought about it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Closed the door and returned to the table, he lighted up a small pot of charcoal, and after a while, the small pot was burnt. Boiled, heated the dish, the aroma came out, just use the rice and eat it.

Although the food was a little cold, the taste was still good. I ran out of rice paper at the desk, grinded the ink, and drew down the pen, and I was full of thought.

Ebara's original university annotated collection totaled seven articles. By the time Pei Ziyun read it, it had already been revised eleven times. Although it was not perfect, it was also very eloquent.

I got three people from this world, Wensi. I changed seven of them, took the essence, extended the editing, and wrote it all in one go. When one is finished, I put it on the table and do n’t want to sleep for the time being. This entry method , You have the memory of the previous owner of the past, you do n’t need to practice, you just need to accumulate mana.

In a blink of an eye, on the seventh day, Pei Ziyun wrote a daily article, and proofreading. He cultivated beasts to save mana. On the day when the proofreading was completed, he laughed: "University notes."

He said, "Come here, prepare a bullock cart, and I'll go to Houfu."

At this time, Fu Juren and Yu Yunjun were taking a person in front of a room. The room was locked and the corridor was silent. They both looked sadly and joyfully. Several old books were placed on the shelf with the bed curtains on the table. There is a tea quilt-all this is the original.

"Hey, Yunniang and I have come to see you again. I missed you ..." Fu Juren said, burning the three-pillar incense and making a small incense burner, meditating in his heart: "But you live in the land of blessings. I am the only one who suffers a lot, and it ’s a mutual compensation. "

Yu Yujun was silent, if it were not for her sister, Fu Juren would be difficult to enter the door, all these are fate.

After quitting, Fu Juren passed a moment and changed color, and then he had to speak. Tu Yu Yunjun waved his hand, his face changed: "咦?"

He uttered an indescribable look.