Cyber Daming

"This time Mou An and Hu evil were caught in the attack because the East Palace didn't know that the Zhang family had lent us the authority of Confucian Xu, and they were not prepared."

"When everyone knows it later, there will be no surprise effect now. So the opportunity is rare, even if I can't make a lot of money, then I have to eat well, otherwise I will lose money to my grandma's family ”

Zou Sijiu looked at the battlefield in the distance that was almost the same as a street fight. The sand warriors played by Dongyuan Mo Xu were beaten with bruises and swollen faces, and they were kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands.

The unfinished Mingguis, with ferocious smiles on their faces, had already surrounded Hue and Mou An.

"But we have to move quickly, otherwise I'm worried that the Eastern Palace might come to snatch it."

Zou Sijiu's tone was low, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Come to rob? To rob people or to rob the rules?" Lord Ma asked.

"For individuals, lives are of course more important than rules. But for a force, rules are obviously more valuable than people."

The expression on Zou Sijiu's face became unusually serious, his brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly asked.

"Master Ma, have you noticed that the rules of these people's dream masters are a bit strange? It doesn't look like they are set up to deal with enemies at all, but more like the four beams and eight pillars prepared to build a house?"

"You're a little confused by what I said."

Prince Ma carefully pondered the meaning of Zou Sijiu's words: "You mean, their dream master rules are set according to a certain person's wishes, or a common goal?"

"Um."

Zou Sijiu nodded, but then changed the subject: "But I don't feel like it, and I think these Dream Master rules may have been dismantled from someone's hands and lent them to use for a short period of time." Gained abilities comparable to those of the Dream Master."

"Impossible, what kind of dream master's rules can take into account so many aspects?"

Prince Ma blurted out: "And it is impossible for Huangliang itself to allow someone to set such exaggerated Dream Master rules."

Although Lord Ma is a Ming ghost, he has been in various Ming ghost realms for many years and has played more Yin and Yang sequences than Zou Sijiu has ever seen. Naturally, he knows this sequence very well.

In fact, Zou Sijiu also felt that his idea was too ridiculous. If he could really achieve this step, he might not be far away from replacing Huang Liang.

"There is another possibility, that is, these people are using the rules of the dream masters who died in the past. In fact, they are just the successors of the rules, and they are not the real three dream masters of Yin and Yang sequence at all."

Zou Sijiu crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the two Nine Lords of the East Palace who were already overwhelmed by ghosts.

"They are too weak. Once they lose the rules of the Dream Lord, they have no ability to resist. This is Huangliang, this is the dreamland. Even the weakest Dream Lord cannot be this bad. Their strength is comparable to that of Lao Zhao. It looks so different, even worse than the patchwork fakes like the Sheji Witch Temple.”

Zou Sijiu's tone gradually became firmer: "These Jiujun who have jumped out now are probably just fake people. So the East Palace doesn't care about them at all. Even if they die, they won't feel any pain. As long as 'Jiujunjun' The position is still there, so many Eastern Palaces can be re-created as many as they die!"

"That's why you asked me to find a way to extract the Dream Lord's rules from them?"

At this moment, Prince Ma finally understood Zou Sijiu's thoughts, and his face showed surprise.

"The Minggui Realm has a special position among Huangliang. Coupled with the authority I have now, it will not be easy for the East Palace to find their whereabouts."

Prince Ma said seriously: "I understand, I will do my best."

At this moment, the battle in the dream has completely ended. Under the suppression of Zou Sijiu's [Heaven and Earth Lives Together] and his authority, Mou An and Hu Evil were unable to resist. They were beaten unconscious by a group of brave Ming ghosts and tied up with five flowers. stand up.

"Drag them back, serve them well first, and help the two distinguished guests warm up!"

Lord Ma said hello, and the ghosts who participated in the battle returned along the original road.

Mo Xu, who was kidnapped here, also left the dream one after another. In the present world, he only felt that he had a nightmare and was beaten up and beaten.

After a while, only Zou Sijiu and Prince Ma were left in Mou An's dream.

"I heard that Lao Li went to Beizhili?"

"Well, let's name the Spring and Autumn Club."

"Is there any hard problem?"

"We haven't met him yet, but we may meet him next time. After all, there are many people who want to block the way and people who want to push Lao Li."

Zou Sijiu smiled: "Master Ma, when can you come out?"

"It's coming soon. The people in the East Campus are very sincere. They spent all their money to repair my body. There are a lot of updates, so it takes a little longer."

"Then you have to hurry up. If we go back to Longhu Mountain and you don't come out to play music all the time, it will lose a lot of flavor."

"You brat, are you using me as a record player?"

Prince Ma raised his hand and patted her gently, and the beauty in his arms suddenly burst into laughter.

"Come, say goodbye to your nephew."

When Zou Sijiu heard this, his face suddenly turned bitter, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

But even though he felt that Old Ma had taken advantage of him, he still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and shouted at Master Ma's back.

"Master Ma, these two aunts are both... in reality."

"Isn't that obvious enough?"

Prince Ma looked back and said proudly: "On my left is a hot furnace, and on my right is a cold treatment cabin. One is hot and the other is cold. This is the ultimate happiness on earth!"

"How can you introduce us to the younger generation like this? You are so shameless!"

A sweet laugh filled her ears, and her hands beat her chest.

Zou Sijiu was stunned, then sighed with a sincere heart, and bowed to the bottom with his fists clasped.

"Master Ma, take care, aunts, take care!"

"Okay, don't see me off."

The three people, almost squeezed together, crossed the portal connecting the Minggui Realm and the Huangtu Realm.

The crack closed and the night also left the sky.

Under the bright sun again, the dream world was deserted, leaving only the dryness.

On the outskirts of the capital, a black horse was speeding on the straight post road.

Zhou Changji, who was dozing with his eyes closed, slowly raised his eyelids. Through the car window, he could already see the square and majestic palace in the distance. The ninety-nine-story flying eaves building was like a magnificent pagoda that fell into the world.

"Li Jun, what do you mean? Are you just threatening me, or are you really going to come to the capital to kill me?"

The night was filled with darkness, just like the background in Zhou Changji's eyes.

Based on his understanding of Li Jun's past deeds, it was no exaggeration to describe this warrior as daring. Born in the Pao brothers of the Western Shu region, he was regarded as a furnace for nurturing the foundation of Taoism by the Daoxu of Qingcheng Mountain, but he still broke out with his fists, killing people all the way, and his ferocity was rare in the empire in the past hundred years.

Does Li Jun have the courage to intercept and kill him?

Zhou Changji had no doubt about this, the other party must have.

But Zhou Changji was also very sure that Li Jun was not a brainless person with only martial power, otherwise he would not have lived to this day.

After Zhang Fengyue withdrew from Northern Zhili, the capital was the forbidden delicacy and bottom line of the Zhu family.

If Li Jun killed him here, it would be equivalent to slapping the Zhu family in the face in public. This would certainly be unacceptable to Emperor Jiaqi, who was determined to revive.

Moreover, he has now entered the capital area. Even if Li Jun is invincible in the third place, he may not be able to compete with the Zhu family here.

He should be able to see the key points and distinguish the priorities.

Thinking of this, Zhou Changji looked at the majestic palace towering like a mountain in the distance again, and turned his thoughts to other places.

"Yan Dongqing, Yan Dongqing, what exactly stimulated you to make you bet everything and force yourself to the cliff to survive?"

Zhou Changji's slender fingers tapped the car door lightly, and whispered to himself.

He knew what the four words "Spring and Autumn Association Leader" meant.

What kind of overwhelming power is just an additional thing, and its real value lies in the possibility of being promoted to the second leader of the Confucian Order.

This is also the real reason why Yan Dongqing is willing to work for the Zhu family.

If he loses the Spring and Autumn Association, not only will his years of hard work come to nothing, but he will also completely lose the opportunity to break the lock and advance to the order.

Based on Zhou Changji's understanding of Yan Dongqing, he is a man with deep thoughts. He will never choose to explode just because he can't bear to continue to be a dog for the Zhu family.

There must be some secrets in it, which he knows for the time being.

And it must be closely related to the promotion of the second Confucian scholar.

Zhou Changji unraveled the mystery in front of him and explored the reason for Yan Dongqing's sudden rebellion step by step.

Yan Dongqing's background is not prominent, and he is even worse than Zhou Changji himself who was born in a poor family.

He came out of a Confucius Temple in a county town in Northern Zhili, and he entered the order entirely by himself.

Apart from this, no one knows Yan Dongqing's other information, including his parents, relatives, growth experience, etc., and it has always been a mystery.

The first time the two met was when Zhou Changji's family infighting was about to be decided.

It is often said in the Confucian order that the rich are as deep as the sea, but in fact, there is no warmth in the small family, because in the entire family, it may be that only the last patriarch has an official position.

From a certain perspective, official position is power, and also rank.

In the imperial court controlled by the aristocratic families, inheriting the official position of the family elders is the only shortcut. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven to enter the officialdom by yourself.

If the descendants of the next generation do not fight, there is a high probability that they will never be able to enter the officialdom again in this life.

Without entering the officialdom, there is no ups and downs in the officialdom, and naturally they do not understand the control of people's hearts, and it is difficult to master the art of ruling.

Without entering the officialdom, there is no robe to add, and naturally no one respects and fears, and it is difficult to master the art of etiquette.

Without entering the officialdom, there are no disciples to follow, and naturally no one can use them, and it is difficult to master the art of music.

Without entering the officialdom, there is no will to be condensed, and naturally the arrows and crossbows in the hands are weak, and it is difficult to master the art of shooting.

Without entering the officialdom, there is no prominent reputation, and naturally no one cares about calligraphy and painting, and it is difficult to master calligraphy.

Without entering the officialdom, there is no power in hand, and naturally there is no power to control the current situation, and it is difficult to master the art of mathematics.

Without the six arts, there is no difference between the Confucian order and ordinary people.

So Zhou Changji had to fight with his own flesh and blood brother, and the fight was bloody and life-and-death.

Unfortunately, Zhou Changji was too weak at the time, and with his father's favoritism, he had almost no resistance and was forced into death.

It was Yan Dongqing who rescued him, pulled him into the ascendant Spring and Autumn Society, and promoted him to the status of "Four Scholars of the Spring and Autumn".

Zhou Changji once asked Yan Dongqing why he helped himself, who was no different from an ant under his feet.

"Ambition and disgust. I see the same ambition as me in you, and disgust for the Confucian order's dependence on imperial power to survive."

Yan Dongqing's answer left Zhou Changji with a fresh memory and he still remembers it today.

So Zhou Changji was not surprised that Yan Dongqing betrayed the Zhu Ming royal family.

Even the Zhu family should have anticipated this possibility. The current Emperor Jiaqi is not a fool, so it is impossible for him to be defenseless against the people of the Chunqiu Society.

Otherwise, once it is out of control, the Chunqiu Society is likely to become a Donglin Party again. A painstaking plan has become a joke of raising a tiger to harm oneself.

Therefore, the Zhu family has actually been paying close attention to Yan Dongqing, but they underestimated his decisiveness.

As his thoughts deepened, Zhou Changji found that the timing of Yan Dongqing's rebellion seemed reckless, but in fact it was very clever.

On a macro level, the "new three religions" composed of Confucianism, Taoism, and Yin and Yang are in a stage of confrontation and stalemate.

No one is willing to act rashly, and they are all waiting for an opportunity to break the balance.

In the details, Zhang Fengyue took the lead in the Confucian Order, and the Zhu family chose to give in. The people of the Chunqiu Society were depressed, and the party struggle was about to break out.

Yan Dongqing showed the toughness of the head of the association at this time, and he was desperate to avenge Xu Haichao, which naturally won a good reputation among the wavering members of the Confucian Order.

The fact is indeed developing in this direction.

And as the situation becomes more turbulent, the strength of the Zhu family will undoubtedly become stronger and stronger.

After all, the foundation of the Zhu family is still the vertical and horizontal order that is strong in troubled times.

If Yan Dongqing rebels at that time, it is likely that he will not be able to make any splashes and will be sunk to the bottom of the river.

From this, it can be seen that although Yan Dongqing is still gambling, he is not hot-blooded, but has a purpose.

"Head, it seems that you are still willing to give up everything for the order as before. Is it really so important to you to surpass Zhang Fengyue?"

Zhou Changji smiled.

He understood Yan Dongqing and knew that his lifelong wish was to surpass Zhang Fengyue, the prime minister of the empire.

That's why he would do everything to become the leader of the second order and be determined to build a Confucian country that surpasses the family.

"You have let go, what about me?"

Zhou Changji asked himself as the smile faded.

As the leader of the Spring and Autumn Association, I have saved my life for the time being, but what should I do next?

Zhou Changji looked through the car window and looked at the majestic palace again, with an indescribable look in his eyes.

Suddenly, he remembered a poem that he and Wei Sheng and others used to encourage each other when they were still carefully lurking under the shadow of the New Donglin Party a few years ago.

If you can change your ambitions, why worry about not having your achievements recorded in history?

Boom!

A sudden deafening sonic boom passed over the roof of the car, and the heavy pressure instantly shattered the car window.

The speeding carriage rubbed against the post road with a sharp hiss, and stopped in the billowing burnt white smoke.

Two pale lamp posts illuminated a figure falling from the sky.

The black and red lightning disappeared, revealing Li Jun's cold and sharp eyes.

"You're running too slowly, Zhou Changji."

In the important area of ​​the capital, a warrior with murderous intent blocked the way with his bare hands.