Cyber Daming

The secluded sea of ​​yellow beams is filled with thousands of sea beasts.

In an eternal dream, it is just when the sunset is about to set.

Golden light with a hint of red fell into the window, covering the person by the window with a majestic robe.

Yan Dongqing, who is already at the forefront of the current world, is standing with his hands behind his hands, looking calmly overlooking this ideal city built by his own hands.

There are no tall buildings in the city, nor are there neon lights that disturb people's minds. At a glance, there are exquisite courtyards scattered with blue bricks and gray tiles.

The courtyard is lined with green trees and has all kinds of pavilions and pavilions. Every household looks healthy and prosperous.

The streets in the city are clean and spacious, and there are Confucian scholars wearing green shirts walking on foot. Everyone is holding a thick paper book in their hands, chanting aloud in the street, with cadences, and what appears between their eyebrows is the understanding of the world. The joy and contentment of truth.

Everything is inferior, only reading is superior.

This is the rule of this city. All chores other than studying are done by specially trained Yan people.

They are all confined in airtight factory-like buildings, producing food and clothing like water, day and night.

As long as a scholar who lacks food and clothing can recite a classic passage written by a sage of the Yan family, he can get whatever he wants without paying any other price.

They all have different looks and temperaments, but without exception they are all top-notch beauties. However, here they can only act as reading companions, standing on the street with pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and can provide red sleeves to the reading gentlemen passing by at any time. Extraordinary service.

Even if it is the private needs of food, clothing and lust, they can satisfy them at any time.

A clear river flows through the city, with beautifully decorated boats wandering in it. Drums are playing in unison, harps are singing in harmony, friends are gathering together, and laughter and laughter are filling the river.

Yan Dongqing's eyes followed the flow of the river into the distance. Outside the city, there were beautiful green mountains everywhere, and on the top of the mountain stood the magnificent academy. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected everything in the academy like a fairyland.

Classmates argued arguments, great Confucian scholars preached scriptures, and their books were resonant.

Under the seemingly innocent appearance of studying things to gain knowledge and pursuing the truth, in fact, everyone is vying for office and blazing ambition for power.

Standing at the end of Yan Dongqing's sight was an extremely steep peak. On the top of the mountain stood a huge stone statue.

His face and movements were the same as those of Yan Dongqing who was standing by the window at the moment.

The Holy Land of Confucianism, Yan's Confucian Kingdom.

This prosperous dream world is the reflection of Yan Dongqing's lifelong dream.

Here, his name is both in books and in people's hearts. His words are both laws and regulations and instructions from heaven.

He is a saint who is more noble than the emperor, and is the leader of thousands of people.

"Head of the meeting, everyone is almost here."

Suddenly, a respectful voice sounded behind him.

Yan Dongqing slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and looked back, only to see a long table surrounded by various figures.

In addition to Zhou Changji, Zhao Ke, and Wei Sheng, who were once known as the "Four Scholars of the Spring and Autumn Period" with Xu Haichao, there are also young direct descendants from first-class nobles such as Yixing Liu, Chenjun Yuan, Lanling Xiao, and Jiangnan Wu. .

There were more than thirty people present, and they were all the backbone of the Spring and Autumn Association.

Yan Dongqing looked over, and these people did not lower their heads to show respect, but responded directly with fanatical and reverent gazes.

"Everyone, take a seat."

Yan Dongqing nodded and sat down on the main seat that represented status.

"President, if you summoned us today because you want to tell us that you are ready to abdicate and bear the counterattack from the New Donglin Party and Tianque on your own, then we will not sit down because we will not agree to it."

Everyone stood still, and it was the young Confucian Xu named Zhao Ke who spoke first.

Zhao Ke's facial features are not handsome, especially his face is slightly long and narrow, and his jaw is sharp, which does not conform to the square appearance that is most respected among Confucian scholars.

But a pair of sword eyebrows are particularly eye-catching, flying into the temples, as sharp as a sword.

"Zhao Ke, why do you think I have such thoughts?"

Yan Dongqing looked around and saw the nervous expressions on everyone's faces.

"Our common ideals and ambitions have not yet been realized, so how could I ignore my responsibilities and abandon my position?"

The smiling voice passed through the venue like a spring breeze, and the tension and uneasiness on everyone's faces instantly melted away. They all let out a sigh of relief, and this time they gradually took their seats.

"I knew that you, the leader of the meeting, would never just show off your bravery for a while and ignore the grand cause of our Spring and Autumn Meeting."

Wei Sheng, who had a short beard on his lips, glanced at Zhao Ke and said angrily: "Let me tell you, some people are just worried. They make a fuss when something unexpected happens and lose their composure. How can this become a big deal?"

"Wei Sheng, if you have the ability, say it again."

"It's the same thing if I say it ten times again. If you show your emotions and anger, you are only worthy of being a clown."

The two people sitting on the left and right were immediately at war with each other, but the others present had calm expressions, as if they had long been accustomed to this kind of scene.

Compared with the New Donglin Party, which has a big tree and deep roots and has dominated the Ming Empire for many years, the Spring and Autumn Meeting is a rising star, and the main theme of the meeting is to emphasize unity.

But being able to deal with the outside world unanimously when facing an enemy does not mean that there will be no internal rifts.

In the Spring and Autumn Festival, there are also different hills.

The criteria for dividing mountains are not complicated, it just depends on your birth level.

Zhao Ke, who had sharp eyebrows, and Xu Haichao, who was already dead, both came from first-class families and were of high status. The average rank of his subordinates is at least fifth, and they are powerful, but their numbers are relatively small.

Wei Sheng, who just made a mockery of Zhao Ke, belongs to the same camp as Zhou Changji, who is also one of the "Four Scholars of the Spring and Autumn Period". The people who follow them are almost all children from poor families who have declined, and their rankings are generally not high, but Victory lies in numbers.

Although the two mountains both took "rebuilding the Confucian state" as their lifelong career, they had considerable conflicts with each other, and verbal exchanges were commonplace.

If Yan Dongqing, the leader of the association, had not been mediating, there would have been internal fighting and bloodshed.

"Okay, no one wants to hear you having these meaningless arguments today."

Zhou Changji, who had a calm temperament, did not speak for Wei Sheng. Instead, he interrupted the two of them and turned to look at Yan Dongqing, who was in the upper position.

"President, the story of your revenge for the Xu family has spread throughout the Confucian order. Everyone in the younger generation is fascinated by it and praises you for your kindness."

Zhou Changji paused for a moment and said in a solemn tone: "But this matter caused quite a stir, especially this time you used the people assigned to Honghu and Liutao. I'm afraid it won't be easy for the eldest master to explain it to you. "

"What kind of eldest man? He's just a little kid with no fur, so why can he be our eldest son?"

Zhao Ke angrily scolded: "A man was born between heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time? Zhou Changji, have you been kneeling for too long and can't stand up anymore?"

"Zhao Ke, I know Xu Haichao's death makes you feel very uncomfortable, so I won't argue with you this time. But I still kindly advise you not to bite around like a mad dog."

"Xu Haichao died for the Spring and Autumn Society, and for all of us. He deserved his death. Why should I feel uneasy?"

Zhao Ke sneered again and again: "On the contrary, it should be you who feel uneasy now, right? If you hadn't spoken to the leader and let Yang Baize enter Huating County, how could something happen to the Xu family so quickly?!"

"Fart! Zhao Ke, stop spitting here!"

Wei Sheng shouted angrily: "If you want to die, I can help you now!"

"Am I a slanderer? When that old dog Zhu Pingyuan was still in the meeting, you were flirting with him and getting very close to him. Now I even suspect that after the Zhu family ordered the abandonment of the Xu family, some of you secretly Tell the truth to Yang Baize and deliberately persecute the Xu family!"

"Zhao Ke, some unfounded conjectures should not be used against our own people. This will only chill everyone's hearts. Do you understand?"

Just when the conflict between the two mountains was about to intensify, Yan Dongqing, the leader of the meeting, finally spoke.

"Yes, head of the meeting."

Zhao Ke responded angrily upon hearing the words, and turned his eyes angrily, no longer looking at Wei Sheng and Zhou Changji opposite him.

"Actually, I know that everyone has different opinions on this matter. But what I want to say is that no matter whether Xu Haichao comes from a wealthy family or he is a humble man, he is a fellow member of our Spring and Autumn Society and a brother. So when something happens to him, we must not turn a blind eye, let alone stand by and watch!”

Yan Dongqing's voice suddenly rose, "Even if the opposite side is the Zhu Ming royal family, Zhang Fengyue of the New Donglin Party, or Li Jun of Tianque, I have nothing to fear and will take revenge! Even if I lose my life because of this, it is just a quick move. , no complaints or regrets!”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of heavy breathing followed.

Everyone on the left and right sides of the long table could be seen clenching their fists and their eyes were red, as if they were eager to fight to the death with these people mentioned by Yan Dongqing and exchange their lives for their lives.

"What Chang Ji said just now is right. I have indeed become a thorn in the side of those people. They wish they could get rid of me quickly."

"Meet me"

Zhou Changji was ashamed and was about to explain, but was interrupted by Yan Dongqing raising his hand.

"But don't worry, this is not a dead end for our Spring and Autumn Society, but a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Yan Dongqing said solemnly: "We have been hiding incognito within the Confucian Order for many years, pretending to be flattering with the Zhu Ming royal family, and enduring humiliation with the New Donglin Party, in order to one day be able to break away from the shackles and break the trap on our Spring and Autumn Society. heavy shackles!”

"Now this opportunity has come. As long as we work together to overcome the current difficulties, the Spring and Autumn Conference will no longer be a tool used by the Zhu family to resist and check the New Donglin Party. The Spring and Autumn Conference will work together to face the difficulties together, today!"

Everyone clasped their hands and said in unison: "We are united in the spring and Autumn period, and we will face the difficulties together. Please give me your warning!"

"The biggest crises we face now are, first, from the royal family, and second, from Li Jun."

Yan Dongqing glanced at Zhao Ke and others on the left and right, and said slowly: "The top priority for the three of you now is to ask for an audience with Emperor Jiaqi through Huangliang, clear yourself of responsibilities, and show that you will not collude with me, Yan Dongqing, and are still willing to Be loyal to him and try to keep the brothers in the association safe first.”

Wei Sheng looked hesitant and asked: "Head of the meeting, now that things have happened, I'm afraid he won't believe us so easily, right?"

"Idiot, the leader has made it so clear, but you still don't understand? Do you think the little emperor has other choices now?"

Zhao Ke sneered: "Even if he knows that we are pretending to be flattering, he can only recognize it by pinching his nose. Unless he is willing to give up the entire Spring and Autumn Festival."

"Why can't he give up even though he knows it's false?"

Wei Sheng blurted out, and Zhou Changji next to him wanted to reach out to stop him, but he was still half a step too slow.

"So some things are innate, and no matter how hard you try, you can never reach them. Standing height is one of them."

Zhao Ke smiled proudly and said disdainfully: "Why do you think Zhang Fengyue took the initiative to leave Beizhili? Do you think it's really the tour of the empire as it was said, or the rumor that he wanted to reunite with Zhang Siyuan, the playboy, in the new year? It's ridiculous!"

"I tell you, this is clearly the stage he specially left for Emperor Jiaqi to make room for, and it is also the last test for Emperor Jiaqi. If the little emperor loses the Spring and Autumn Association like this, it will only make Zhang Fengyue think that he is incompetent, and then he will lose his throne. . "

Zhao Ke raised his sword-like eyebrows and scolded in a condescending manner: "Don't forget, that old monster only recognizes the entire Ming Dynasty, not Emperor Jiaqi!"

"Head, even if the young emperor can really swallow this bad breath, the relationship between us must be just a facade. Next, he will definitely insert a large number of new people into the Spring and Autumn Association and find ways to replace us. Or like Wu Jiang, he will be instigated to become an insider. "

Zhou Changji tried hard not to look at Zhao Ke's arrogant and complacent look, and said to Yan Dongqing: "Since we have shown our loyalty to him, it may be difficult to stop it. "

"What he wants to know most now What he wants to know is who are our people in Liutao and Honghu. As long as he can't figure this out, he won't easily touch you. "

Yan Dongqing looked at him deeply, "As for his soft knife to cut the flesh and slowly undermine you, it will take a long time, so it's not a problem for the time being."

Zhou Changji's heart trembled, and he felt a chill for no reason, and quickly changed the subject: "Li Jun of Tianque?"

"I will deal with him personally."

Yan Dongqing said lightly: "A mere warrior, he is arrogant and domineering. To deal with such a person, naturally, we have to use more powerful violence to subdue him."

"You want to deal with Li Jun personally? How can this be possible? ! "

Wei Sheng exclaimed in astonishment: "Headmaster, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. As long as we can stabilize the little emperor, Li Jun will naturally be dealt with by the royal family. Why do you need to do it yourself?"

"If I don't face Li Jun, the little emperor will not be at ease to follow our plan. Although the Zhu family is in decline, don't underestimate them. All the major events that have happened in the empire over the past few hundred years have never been without the presence of the Zhu family."

"Okay, don't worry about my safety. I have my own plan for this matter. There is no need to say more."

Yan Dongqing was unwilling to explain more about this matter. He nodded to Zhao Ke, and then looked at Wei Sheng and Zhou Changji.

"Before the situation becomes clear, the Spring and Autumn Association will be handed over to the three of you. Remember, a little impatience will ruin a big plan."

"Yes, headmaster." The three responded in unison.

"Everyone, Spring and Autumn share the same aspirations and face the difficulties together."

Yan Dongqing stood up and bowed to everyone.

"Let's encourage each other!"

"Let's encourage each other!"

Amidst the uniform and excited voices, Yan Dongqing's figure faded in the dream.

Zhao Ke looked at Zhou Changji and the others coldly, snorted contemptuously, and left with the members on his side.

"Son of a bitch, sooner or later I will kill him..."

Zhou Changji raised his hand and pressed Wei Sheng's shoulder, interrupting his unfinished curse.

"Keep a low profile during this period. Although the Zhu family is protecting them, there is no guarantee that they will do something like abandoning the car to save the general, and push some of us out to vent their anger on Li Jun."

He looked at the people around him, "I know what you are thinking. After passing this level, we will have to fight with many people, and there are plenty of opportunities. When we all become the masters of the Confucian country, naturally no one will dare to look down on us. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

The voices of people who responded loudly still echoed in this palace-like room, but the figures standing around the long table had disappeared.

I don't know how long it took until the sunset outside the window was completely replaced by the evening stars.

A violent sound like a kick on the door suddenly sounded.

Bang!

Zou Sijiu, who broke into the room, frowned as he looked at the empty hall.

"Damn it, they all ran so fast!"

Zou Sijiu, who was a step late, cursed in a low voice.

He strode to the window and looked at the statue of Yan Dongqing standing on the top of the distant mountain.

"If you can't catch him, then Master Zou will tear down your son's nest first!"

As soon as the words fell, thunderous noises suddenly sounded in this world.

The exploding thunder was like a dead tree branch, shattering the high-hanging sky, and pouring down torrential rain in the mirror-like cracks, like the backflow of the Milky Way, as if to drown the whole world!

Ang!

The dream that was about to collapse echoed with strange sounds like the wailing and roaring of a giant beast.

The flood was surging, and the mountains and rivers were shaking.

The statue of Yan Dongqing was hit directly by a bolt of lightning and shattered into pieces of rubble that scattered everywhere.