Cyber Daming

"You really plan to go into Longhu Mountain and kill Yan Dongqing?"

"That's right."

"You know that there are tigers in the mountains, but you prefer to go to the tiger mountains?"

"I have never been timid when I was the fourth preface. There is no reason for me to be timid now that I am the third preface."

In the old capital of Jinling, there is an inconspicuous traditional Ming-style courtyard outside the city.

The sky is dark and the spring rain is always continuous.

The patter of raindrops fell from the square sky dome surrounding the courtyard, knocking on the door in the middle of the courtyard, causing some splashes.

The bored Zou Sijiu squatted on the steps. The young Taoist beside him put his hands in his sleeves and leaned against a beam.

They originally set off from the East Hospital and headed straight to Jiangxi Province, but they suddenly received news from Li Jun on the way and met him in Jinling.

Only when they arrived did they realize that Zhang Fengyue, who was supposed to be in Fandi, had quietly returned to the mainland of the empire at some point.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to be in a daze, but in fact they were both listening to the conversation going on inside the door with their ears raised.

"You specifically asked me to take a detour to Jinling this time. Isn't it just to persuade me not to enter Longhu Mountain?"

Zhang Fengyue smiled when he heard this: "I don't have the leisure to be a peacemaker. On the contrary, I am very happy to see Zhang Xiji's Dragon and Tiger Kingdom turned upside down. If your knife is sharper, you can cut that end It would be better if the old turtle was killed."

Li Jun asked in confusion: "What do you mean today?"

"What do you think of Yan Dongqing's behavior of seeking asylum on Longhu Mountain?"

"It's very simple. Yan Dongqing obviously wants to divert trouble to the east. He borrowed Zhang Xiji's hand to protect his own life."

"Then why do you think Zhang Xiji is willing to protect him? For an ordinary Confucian Xu San, and then confronting you, a lone Xu San, it doesn't look like a good deal."

Li Jun frowned slightly. He had naturally thought about Zhang Fengyue's commission.

"Because Yan Dongqing has value worthy of his use."

"You want to talk about partisanship, right?"

Seeing Li Jun nod, Zhang Fengyue did not comment, picked up the tea cup at hand, took a sip, smacked his lips, and muttered that it was not as delicious as Dunzhu's butter tea.

He glanced at the intermittent lines of rain under the eaves outside the door: "This rain is like a child peeing. It drags on. It's not a good time to go out and kill people. Why don't we talk slowly?"

Li Jun said in a muffled voice: "You tell me, I'll listen."

"Those who choose to specialize in 'etiquette' are, without exception, rebellious in temperament and have a high self-esteem. Yan Dongqing is the leader among them. He is ambitious and will never be willing to lead others' horses for the rest of his life. ”

The old man spoke eloquently: "He was born in poverty but was extremely talented. He had no family background, but he had talents and abilities that far exceeded those of the family. He hated the New Donglin Party's near-monopoly of imperial positions. He was satisfied with all these things. Meet the Zhu family’s needs.”

"After relying on the big tree of the Zhu family, Yan Dongqing bypassed the jurisdiction of the official department by 'serving officials' and clung to the imperial power to achieve rapid promotion. Including everyone in the Spring and Autumn Society who died in your hands. in this way."

"But Yan Dongqing also knows very well that even if the royal family can be restored one day, he will not be given any chance to form a party. It is also expected that the cunning rabbit will die and the lackey will be cooked. So he resolutely chose to leave the Zhu family and use The Spring and Autumn Society that the Zhu family worked so hard to build was used as a bet for themselves to bet on their freedom and win a share of the capital to re-establish the party. "

When Li Jun heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "If the imperial power can so easily create a group of high-ranking Confucian scholars, why do they still need to beg you for mercy?"

In Li Jun's opinion, this promotion method is too illusory.

From his understanding, the promotion of Duxing Wuxu was a matter of breaking the road with fists and kicks without any fancy, and actually breaking through the siege from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Whether it's a life-and-death battle between thugs, a lonely man's drinking of blood and chewing bones, or Zhi Ge's killing and quelling chaos, he is always stepping on the enemy's bones along the way.

Even other sequences, such as the mutual devouring of Mo Xu and Ming Gui, the pioneering research and development of craftsmen, the reincarnation experience of the new Dao Xu, the tempering of the Dao foundation of the old Dao Xu, and the backdoors, permissions and rules of the Yin and Yang order, can at least be regarded as words. There is something.

To put it bluntly, it is more practical than something like ‘imperial power’.

If the royal family had this ability, how could it have fallen to this point?

"The number of people that can be produced depends on the strength of the imperial power, and the strength of the imperial power depends on the prosperity of the people. As for the people's hearts, it is not something that the imperial power can control."

"You think people's hearts are empty and false because, Li Jun, you have never lived the life of an ordinary person. But if you regard it as a kind of belief, you should be able to understand the truth."

Zhang Fengyue said seriously: "The people's hearts are actually never just empty words, but every stitch, every leaf and every tile. It is the joy of the farmer sitting on the field ridge looking at the crops in the field, and the joy of the woman grazing when she sees her cattle. It’s the excitement of a sheep giving birth to a baby. It’s the return of clothes and new tiles to the ancestral home. It’s the health of relatives at home. It’s the joy of a disabled boy receiving a new prosthetic leg. It’s the innocent girl wearing new clothes in her dreams. "

The old man with white hair said slowly: "The emergence of the dynasty is also the aspiration of the people for thousands of years. If the people's hearts are prosperous, the imperial power will be prosperous. If the people's hearts are dry, the imperial power will wither. A shallow stream cannot accommodate thousands of sails fighting to cross it, and the river is mighty. It can nurture all living beings. The Zhu family leads the Ming Empire, so they can use imperial power to create Confucianism that also relies on the people's hearts."

"Governing the world is the meaning of Ruxu's existence in the world. But in today's messy Ming Dynasty, how much popular support does the royal family still have? How much popular support does Ruxu have left?"

Zhang Fengyue sighed: "One Spring and Autumn Meeting is the limit of imperial power. Similarly, if the current Confucian order can have a second preface like me, it is already the limit."

"Yan Dongqing thought that as long as he could get rid of the control of the royal family, accumulate fame, and wait for the opportunity to establish a new party, he would have the opportunity to break the order and be promoted, fight against the old man, and split the Confucian order. So he chose to use Longhu Mountain because he thought Zhang Xiji would Because of this, I took action to protect him.

"But he is wrong. If these troubled times continue, Confucianism will only become weaker and weaker, and there will be no new Xu Er at all."

Zhang Fengyue paused and said with a slightly bitter smile: "After all, in this troubled world, the last thing we need are us scholars."

Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are both called the "three religions", perhaps because of this.

To them, the people's hearts and minds are like the incense at the door.

Li Jun pondered for a moment and asked in confusion: "Then why didn't you deal with these people early and instead allowed them to grow bigger?"

"If it were you, how would you choose between treating the symptoms of a thousand-year-old poison and treating the root cause once and for all?"

Zhang Fengyue asked with a smile, but did not give Li Jun a chance to answer. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's too far away. Although it is just a small talk, we can't talk so endlessly, otherwise I won't be able to finish the bitterness and bitterness in it all day and night. "

"No matter how Yan Dongqing struggles, the wrong path he takes can only end in death. Even if you don't kill him, Zhang Xiji will see sooner or later that he has no value at all. He doesn't understand now, just because he was It’s just that Huang Liang is bewitching him, and this is the disadvantage of his being in harmony with Huang Liang.”

Li Jun frowned and asked, "Can Huang Liang really become like a human being and have his own mind?"

"I'm not sure, but how could the ancients thousands of years ago have thought that there would be neon lights and shadows on today's blue bricks and gray tiles?"

Zhang Fengyue laughed: "Maybe one day someone will stand in front of me and say that he is Huang Liang, but that's not necessarily true."

"Now Yan Dongqing is blind and Zhang Xiji is a fool."

The old man changed the topic and the smile disappeared from his face: "Who do you think it is that can trick them around behind their backs?"

"Eastern Palace." Li Jun replied without hesitation.

"Yes."

Zhang Fengyue looked at Li Jun and joked: "It seems that Wu Xu is not all a reckless fool."

"Don't use your brain because most of the time, your fists are better to use than your brain."

Li Jun twisted his shoulders and said with a smile: "If I were Xu Er now, even if the East Palace could pull me into a dream, I would only deserve to be beaten to death with one punch. What kind of brains do you think this is? What kind of tricks are you playing?"

"Hahahaha, the words are rough and the reasoning is rough. Nine times out of ten things in the world are not going as you wish. Where can there be so many what-ifs?"

Zhang Fengyue said: "The East Palace wants to reclaim all the stolen authority for Huang Liang and completely liberate Huang Liang from the shackles, so it is reasonable for them to do these tricks."

Reclaimed, robbed, yoke, liberated.

Each word fell into his ears, making Li Jun feel that at the beginning of Huangliang's establishment, all the participating companies seemed to know what Huangliang might evolve into, so they chose to suppress it by dividing authority.

The wave here has not yet subsided, and the wave over there is getting ready to rise again.

What a hassle.

Li Jun put aside these unnecessary worries and focused on the matter in front of him.

"So what you are saying is that if I enter Longhu Mountain, in addition to dealing with Zhang Xiji, I will also have to guard against the East Palace?"

To Li Jun's expectation, the old man shook his head after hearing these words: "The real purpose of the East Palace is not you."

"Is it Zou Sijiu?!"

Thunder struck Li Jun's heart, and his eyes suddenly sank.

Snap.

Zou Sijiu, who was squatting outside the door, was kicked in the butt. When he looked up, he saw Chen Qisheng's face that looked like a smile but not a smile.

"I heard that Wu Shen Guan is here for you this time. I'm afraid you won't be able to live for a few days."

"You kid knows nothing."

Zou Sijiu didn't seem to care at all that he was being plotted, and there was no rejoicing on his face that he had seen through the plot. He just slapped his trouser legs and stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, raised his chin slightly, and looked sideways at the darkness outside the eaves with melancholy and deep eyes. sky.

"Master Zou, I have been waiting for this day, but I have been waiting for too long."

Being used to seeing the other party's cynical look, Chen Qisheng could not help but be surprised when he saw Zou Sijiu showing such a deep expression for the first time.

"Old Chen, this is a calculation to you, but to me, it's just respect!"

Zou Sijiu exhaled and said in a heavy tone: "So many big shots got their heads bruised and bloody. It turns out it's all because of me, Zou."

"Not him either."

The words that followed from the door were like a hand squeezing Zou Sijiu's throat, and the unsaid words were stuck in his chest, making his face turn red immediately.

"Master Zou, don't talk. I understand what you are thinking about, brother."

An arm wrapped around Zou Sijiu's tense shoulders. The Taoist imitated the other person's gesture of looking sideways at the sky, and said in the same deep tone: "You have done a good job."

Zou Sijiu gritted his teeth: "Niubi, don't be so weird here. I'm just asking you if you want to fight in a one-on-one fight?!"

"Dream Lord, you can be considered the first person in history to challenge Mr. Mu in this world. Let's do this. Master Tao, I will let you run for three breaths first. If I don't beat you to your knees and beg for mercy within five breaths, you will be considered as sharp."

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"If the mission of Donghuang Palace is to liberate Huangliang, then how could their goal not be Zou Sijiu?"

Inside the room, Li Jun said: "He now has 20% of the authority of Confucian Preface."

"This is also a choice between treating the symptoms and treating the root cause. Zhan Shun has the same idea as me, he also wants to solve the problem once and for all."

"What do you mean?"

"Their target is me."

Zhang Fengyue laughed loudly and said: "So Li Jun, this time I am here to act as a bait for you. How much you can earn in the end depends on how capable you are, Ge Jun!"

Suddenly, the two people standing under the eaves, arms around each other, turned around and were struck by the old man's boldness and excitement.

"Old Chen, you said we can't be more courageous than an old man, right?"

Zou Sijiu murmured to himself, the memories in his heart stopped abruptly, and anger suddenly appeared in his eyebrows!

He raised his right arm, pointed his stretched fingers at the East Palace monarchs who were standing in mid-air, and held them tightly.

A new dreamland forcibly opened, pulling everyone except Zhan Shun and Yuan Mingfei away from Yongle Cave!

After Yuan Mingfei appeared, the dream master's rules on him had broken away from silence.

This time, he's going to hit six!

"I can't believe that such a broken Buddha's order can actually give birth to a second order. Zhang Fengyue's 'numerology' is really incredible. It can actually allow him to find a way out for you."

The changing features on Zhan Shun's face were fixed on a peaceful smile.

"But at this moment, among the yellow beams, how much strength can you, the Bodhisattva, still have?"

As soon as the words fell, the river at the foot of the mountain immediately set off a terrifying and furious tide, slamming against the mountain, causing the ground to shake and rocks to roll.

Thunder roared, the sky cracked like a leak, and what fell was no longer heavy rain, but sea water with strong fishy saltiness.

A strong rejection enveloped Yuan Mingfei's body. At this moment, it seemed that she was no longer the Bodhisattva who saved all sentient beings, but a vicious person who had made a big mistake. He had provoked the wrath of heaven and earth and wanted to crush her into pieces.

Yuan Mingfei ignored everything around her, but turned her palms lightly.

The biting cold wind rolled in from the southwest, freezing the raging waves, the intrusive sea, and the collapsing mountains.

The flying snow covered up all the mud and dirt in the entire cave in an instant.

The mountains and plains beneath Yuan Mingfei's feet rose up, piercing the sky.

"You will know if you can fight it or not."

"The wind from all over the world can actually blow into the yellow beams one day. Bodhisattvas from the ten directions are really interesting."

Zhan Shun smiled and said: "But I am not interested in fighting you today. I am just curious. Zhang Fengyue worked hard to help you complete the sequence, but now you are abandoning him just to save Zou Sijiu. If he dead

"Concubine Yuan Ming, can your Buddha heart be at peace?"