Cyber Daming

"Time: The fourth day of the second month of the third year of the New Calendar, Zi hour."

"Location: Jinlou, Chongqing Prefecture."

"Recorder: Zaxu Lin Jinjiang."

"This is really not what I am willing to do. Friends who are familiar with me should know that I have actually quit this business for a long time. I returned to my old business today just to entertain everyone. After this time, I will definitely wash my hands. Don't ask about Goulan's worldly affairs. Every sentence is true, and the pictures are proof."

Lin Jinjiang said the above words solemnly to the displayed document, then stood up with his head hanging down and walked forward reluctantly.

In this extremely luxuriously decorated banquet hall, many pairs of eyes focused on him.

Lin Jinjiang stepped onto the stage set up in the middle of the banquet hall.

"Dear relatives and friends who have come from afar."

Lin Jinjiang, who had his back to everyone, spoke in a low voice, then slowly turned around. The moment he raised his drooped head, a light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Lin Jinjiang suddenly opened his arms and raised his voice.

"Welcome to Lord Ma's reception banquet. There are no swords and swords here today, there is no bloodshed, only sensuality and pleasure. The most important point is that all the consumption tonight will be paid for by Lord Ma!"

Lin Jinjiang shouted loudly, directing everyone's eyes to fall on the figure lying on a barbarian sofa.

The man has strong features, deep eyebrows, and short gray hair. A fiery red cloak hangs over his shoulders, and a gold chain as thick as his thumb hangs around his neck. The muscles on his shirtless body are strong and clear, and he is full of masculine and vigorous masculinity.

"Long live Mr. Ma!"

There was a roar of cheers, and Prince Ma, who became the focus of the audience, just waved his hand lightly and uttered two words.

"Have fun!"

As the words fell, the melodious sound played, the beautiful lights swept through the ambiguous air, and beautiful figures came out one after another.

"Sisters, let's stand according to the three age groups of old, middle and young. Don't worry that if you stand in the wrong team, you will lose tonight. I asked about Jinjiang early in the morning. The brothers present today are all mature men. , I just like a big sister who can care for others.”

"Of course, young sisters, don't be disappointed. You won't love others, but uncles and brothers will. To sum up, Master Ma will never let you go back empty-handed today! But how much you can take back depends on you. It’s up to you!”

Lin Jinjiang shouted loudly: "Without further ado, sisters, twist your waists and let everyone see your charm!"

Under Lin Jinjiang's mobilization, the atmosphere in the venue became lively, with laughter and laughter one after another.

"I didn't expect that Lin Jinjiang, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually hide this trick. He is such a damn talent!"

In the corner of the audience, He Zangjia, as the proprietor, turned a blind eye to the Yingying Yanyan around him, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Jinjiang, who played the role of the madam.

"It's a pity that he is now a famous person with tens of millions of fans, and he doesn't look down on my three-acre piece of land. Otherwise, even if I was fooling around today, I would have to lure him to the Golden Tower in Kyoto to help me host it. Business."

He Zangjia sighed sadly, full of sorrow, and could only raise a glass and drink to drown his sorrow.

"Okay, don't get the advantage and behave yourself. Now you have the big tree of Liaodong Tianque on your back, you have opened one golden building after another, and your business is getting bigger and bigger. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?"

A laugh and curse sounded next to He Zangjia.

"How do you call this a good person? It's precisely because Jinlou's business is getting bigger and bigger that it needs more talented people like this. Followers are worthless these days, and people like Lin Jinjiang are a rare commodity."

He Zangjia let out a heavy sigh: "He washed his hands in a golden basin, it is simply a pity for the flower country!"

"Other farming orders are about cultivating the land and cultivating yourself. But you are better off because you are planting people. I advise you to be careful and don't make a wrong step and cause your position to fall. Then no one will collect your corpse."

"Thanks to your blessing, I am now the master of Nongxu Siqianmo. Although it is a bit slow, I can barely read it."

He Zangjia turned his head to look, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile: "I just don't know what time you, Mr. Wang Xie Wang, are now?"

"snort!"

Wang Xie snorted coldly. In the battle of Jinling, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. Although he was lucky enough to survive in the end, his injuries have still not fully recovered, and his position has been stuck in the decisive position of Zonghengxu Four, and he has not been promoted to the position. Three is the master of adversity.

If it weren't for the fact that the current situation in Mingtu was very suitable for the survival of the vertical and horizontal order, he might have been dropped from the order due to injury.

"But you provoked me first, why are you angry now?"

He Zangjia laughed. Although Wang Xie was a vertical and horizontal person, he followed the royal way and was not domineering. When it came to talking nonsense, even if two Wang Xie were tied up, he would not be his opponent.

"Have you thought about what I told you last time?"

He Zangjia raised his hand and put his arms around the other party's shoulders: "Come to Kyoto and work with me, brother. As long as you agree, I will immediately hand over the entire Jinlou intelligence network to your management."

"Give me some more time to think about it." Wang Xie said angrily.

"What else is there to consider? Aren't you tired of the life-and-death struggle?"

Seeing that the other party's attitude was wavering, He Zangjia immediately stepped up his persuasion: "In the past, you chose to follow Mr. Pei because you couldn't stand the Zhu family. But now that the Zhu family is gone, who are you going to fight with? After holding a knife for half my life, it’s time to relax a bit.”

"But Yang Baize's side"

"Don't worry, I've already made an agreement with him. You can leave at any time and he will never stop you."

When Wang Xie heard this, he couldn't help but ponder for a long time: "Even if he is willing to let me go, the background of Chishe is still there in me. It may not have any impact now, but no one can tell what will happen in the future."

"What are you afraid of?" He Zangjia raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head: "There are still people above us, so we can't cause chaos."

Wang Xie naturally understood what his friend meant. As long as that person did not die, Mingtu would never be caught in a chaotic war again.

After all, every one of the big forces that count today has something to do with him.

Perhaps this was part of the reason why he chose to leave Mingtu.

"Let me think about it again."

Wang Xie still failed to make a decision on the spot. Seeing that He Zangjia still wanted to persuade him, he immediately changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, do you think Brother Jun will come back this time for Zou Sijiu's wedding?"

"You ask me, I'll ask who goes."

Prince Ma raised his eyelids and said angrily.

At this moment, with a glass full of wine in front of you and the beautiful woman on the left in your arms, it is the best time for the ambiguity to heat up.

As a good surfer who has been in love for decades, Prince Ma naturally deeply understands the preciousness of ambiguity.

It was the process of two strangers who had never met each other, from meeting to getting to know each other, and revealing their true feelings to each other. She talked about her difficult family situation and the unbearable past, and you talked about the vicissitudes of life you have experienced and the glory of starting from scratch.

In the end, the hearts echoed, the emotions reached agreement, and everything fell into place.

The whole process is indispensable, and the taste is indescribable.

But at this critical moment, there was Zhang Siyuan on his right who was in the way, which made Prince Ma feel uncomfortable.

"Boy Zhang, do you know why the light is so dim?"

"Why?"

"Because at this time, you shouldn't see me. You should stay where you belong and tell a story about being the headmaster of Xindonglin Academy to a diligent and thoughtful little girl."

"New Donglin Academy has no story, only accidents."

Prince Ma poked Yahuazi and said, "Then let's change it and talk about the hard life you had when you lived on the streets without a father or a mother."

"This girl is already miserable enough, and I want to compare my misfortune with hers. Isn't this not good?"

"Then do you have a gun?"

Zhang Siyuan asked blankly: "Of course I didn't bring it with me. I'm here to attend a wedding this time, not a fight. Why do I bring a gun?"

"I'll lend it to you! Come on, go out and fight with me. I finally understand. If I don't fight you today, I won't have any fun."

Lord Ma said as he was about to stand up, but Zhang Siyuan grabbed him.

"Don't be angry. It's a long night and I'm not worried. Why should you be anxious?"

Zhang Siyuan smiled apologetically and said, "I really can't help but be curious. You said that boy Li Jun has been away for three years and hasn't even sent a letter to me. I don't even know what he is doing outside."

"The barbarians are not covered by yellow beams. How can they send you a message?"

Prince Ma asked: "And I'm confused, why do you care about this? Can't you just be the headmaster of your academy?"

"I, the mountain chief, have seven years left before I can step down from my post. I am planning ahead and preparing to join Brother Jun when the time comes."

Seeing that Zhang Siyuan looked determined to not give up until he reached his goal, Prince Ma had no choice but to suppress the restless desire in his heart and signaled the beauty in his arms to leave first.

"About a year ago, he actually sent someone back with news."

Lord Ma had just opened his mouth, and Lin Jinjiang came over quickly like a hyena smelling the smell of blood.

He and Zhang Siyuan were on the left and right, sandwiching Prince Ma in the middle.

"Don't worry, I'm just recording it. Without Baihu's permission, I will never leak anything to the outside world!"

Lin Jinjiang immediately expressed his loyalty and diligently served Lord Ma a glass of wine.

"He said that it's quite interesting outside. Those barbarians are not as weak and ignorant as we thought. On the contrary, their sequences are richer than ours, and there are many high-ranking people. In those two years alone, he I’ve killed several prefaces and even a preface.”

Lord Ma himself was talking, with a yearning expression on his face and a hint of restless fighting spirit.

"Speaking of which, the strength of the Barbarian Land is not weak." Lin Jinjiang asked doubtfully: "Then why, except for some ordinary traveling merchants, have their followers almost never appeared in our Bright Land?"

Zhang Siyuan nodded along, which was also what puzzled him.

He had asked his father this question before, but Zhang Fengyue just smiled slightly every time and never answered directly.

Even in the archives of documents preserved by Confucian Xu, there is very little information about the barbarians.

This is obviously not normal. After all, before those criminal areas were conquered by the Ming Empire, they also belonged to the category of barbarians. Coincidentally, a large amount of past history has been lost inexplicably.

Even Emperor Longwu only conquered the surrounding countries and stopped there, without much exploration of the barbaric lands further away.

Combined with what Lord Ma said at this moment, it seemed that someone deliberately blocked the communication between the followers of Mingtu and Barbarian Land.

"In the past few hundred years, we, the Bright Earth, have never had peace within ourselves. We were so busy fighting each other that we naturally had no time to take care of them. So it seems that those who deliberately blocked the communication between the two parties must be the Barbarian Earth's own people? "

Zhang Siyuan asked: "But why is this?"

"Because they're afraid of us."

Prince Ma chuckled and gave an answer that shocked the two of them.

"Afraid of us? Why?" Lin Jinjiang asked.

Prince Ma did not answer in a hurry, but continued to ask: "In the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Period thousands of years ago, our Ming land was known for its flourishing of a hundred schools of thought. But why is it that when the Zhu family demarcated the order, Ming land was left with only three religions and nine schools of thought?"

Lin Jinjiang was in the miscellaneous order, and Zhang Siyuan was in the Confucian order. Logically, they were both knowledgeable orders. But now in front of the rough man Prince Ma, the two of them looked like ignorant schoolchildren, looking at each other blankly.

"Because the sequence has appeared a long time ago, but it has never been called 'sequence'. These two words were invented by Emperor Yizong. And the reason why he wanted to draw the sequence back then was ultimately just to steal this reputation and consolidate his Zhu family's vertical and horizontal business."

"It is precisely because of this that all traces of the Hundred Schools of Thought in the past were buried by the Zhu Ming royal family and rewritten into their history. Over time, they were gradually forgotten by the world."

"As for those barbarian merchants who touched the empire, they were actually actors arranged by the Zhu family and the people of the barbarian land. They were the smoke they released."

"As for why the barbarian sequence is afraid of us."

Prince Ma grinned: "Because they are the various schools of thought that failed in the competition in Ming soil, and eventually lost their foothold and could only go far away. And the twelve sequences of the three religions and nine streams are the winners who finally stayed in Ming soil after the bloody battle of the jungle!"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Jinjiang and Zhang Siyuan were shocked.

They never expected that the destroyed Zhu Ming royal family would still have such a secret.

"But these are all the news from Li Jun, whether they are true or false is still to be discussed. You also know that his way of getting news has always been simple and crude, even if he is deceived by a story, he may not be able to tell it."

Lord Ma drank the wine in the cup and added slowly.

However, despite this, Zhang Siyuan felt that this news should be true, even if there are discrepancies, I am afraid the difference is not big.

Otherwise, how could the Zhu family still have such a deep foundation after so many years of decline?

His father always kept his mouth shut and never answered his questions directly.

Thinking of this, Zhang Siyuan felt suddenly enlightened, but then a new doubt suddenly jumped out of his mind.

"Then the lifespan shackles of our Mingtu followers"

"It is also related to this matter."

Prince Ma nodded and said, "We rely on ourselves to advance to the next level, while those people in the barbarian land are just the opposite of us, relying on others and not ourselves."

"The Zhu family wants to emulate them and control all the people in Mingtu in their own hands."

Prince Ma smiled and said, "They also want to cut off the Tianditong, but they want to cut off us and leave Zonghengtongtian!"