[Yi Tian] Who has no regrets

It's really cold.Xiao Dong stomped his feet, stood up straight and solemnly, and looked down from time to time.

An older man, also dressed in Mingjiao white robes, came out from the next hut, striding towards Xiao Dong.

This person was Lao Xu who was on shift with Xiao Dong.Xiao Dong couldn't help showing joy.Old Xu patted Xiao Dong's shoulder carelessly: "Go to the house and have a warm fire. Your shift today is over, and you just drink some wine to warm up. Miss Yang said, it's cold now, and we will finish our duty at the gate. You can get soju."

Xiao Dong rubbed the back of his head and smiled silly: "Miss Yang is still kind and meticulous, she even cares about the plight of us little pawns."

Just as I was talking, a group of people from the foot of the mountain rushed up the mountain, stopped in front of the cliff, and shouted to Xiaodong: "Chen Ziming of Tianzimen led 12 people from his subordinates to return to Guangmingding. Please let the brothers who guard the gate go. .”

After the two sides exchanged the signal, Xiao Dong and Lao Xu worked together to shake the axle and slowly lower the suspension bridge.

Chen Ziming hurried up the mountain, rushing to the next checkpoint.

Looking at the backs of this group of people, Xiao Dong murmured in a low voice: "Master Chen is always calm, but this time I don't know what orders were given by Miss Yang, so he comes and goes in a hurry."

Old Xu slapped him down: "Don't inquire about such things. You are young and work hard, maybe you can be selected to learn teachings from Miss Yang."

Chen Ziming arrived at the door of the study, calmed down, nodded to the maid who was pulling the curtain at the door, and walked slowly into the study.

As soon as you enter the door, you are facing a screen with thousands of galloping horses, and several pots of flowers and plants are placed on the shelves beside the wall.Going around the screen, a graceful beauty is standing behind the table, bending her slender waist to rub ink.

There is a huge map hanging on the right wall, and Yang Buhui is meditating on the map with his hands behind his back.Hearing the movement, she turned her head and smiled.

Chen Ziming strode forward and bowed to salute: "I've seen the girl." Yang Buhui stretched out his hand to support Chen Ziming: "I said earlier, Uncle Chen, you don't have to be polite. Dad is able to take care of the Mingjiao because of Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen Just call me by name."

Chen Ziming smiled slightly and didn't insist, but he didn't intend to be so casual. Instead, he talked about the results of this trip to the east: "Every time my subordinates arrive in a province, they will call the altar masters to convey the order of Guangmingding. Sure enough, all the altar masters As soon as they heard that the accounts were returned to the public, they all changed their colors. When the subordinates said that each sub-altar needs to hand over their property every year, the altar owners almost broke out on the spot."

Yang Buhui was not surprised, walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote.

Chen Ziming went on to say: "Later, my subordinates conveyed the meaning of the girl's reform of the branch forums, saying that in the future the branch forums will be built according to the provinces, and the secondary forums will be established according to the roads below the provincial forums." He paused, and said with some amusement: " The altar masters immediately fell silent, and all sat and pondered secretly. The subordinates also said that the girl is planning the regulation of rebels in various places, and the sub-altars in each place will calculate the credit according to the property turned in and the number of rebels. From now on, the Mingjiao will be promoted or demoted according to the degree of merit At this point, all the altar masters have changed the direction of the wind and praised the girl for her wisdom."

Yang Buhui put down his pen and said approvingly: "Only Uncle Chen can handle such a difficult matter. Uncle Chen has worked hard these past few months. You should go back and rest for a while, and Daddy and I will welcome you tonight."

Seeing Chen Ziming leave, the ink-grinding beauty smiled before saying a word, with a pair of ecstatic phoenix eyes, she lightly parted her vermilion lips and asked: "Our Ming Cult has been established for hundreds of years, but there has never been a leader who can hold the money of the branch altar. In the palm of your hand. How does the girl know that this method will definitely work?"

Yang Buhui held the map in his hand, avoided answering, but asked her another question: "Sister You Lian, is there a fixed number for the size of Mingjiao branch forums?"

This beauty is Hua Youlian, the master of Dizi Sect. She thought about it for a while, shook her head and said: "Mingjiao has been established for a long time, and it has been banned by the government for many years, and its affairs are kept secret. The establishment of branch altars is based on the trend, so there is no certainty .It has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are different sizes, and there are no rules at all.”

Yang Buhui blinked at Hua Youlian, with a sly look on his face: "That's right, the sub-altars in various places are intertwined and do not belong to each other. If a clear upper and lower hierarchy is not established, Mingjiao will inevitably have many constraints in doing things in the future. It must be done. Although the scales of sub-altars vary from place to place, none of them has reached the level of a province. Now I have given them the opportunity to lead a province, sister You Lian, if you are the altar master, are you tempted?"

Yang Buhui looked at the map, slid his finger to the position of Dadu and stopped, narrowing his eyes.

Hua Youlian was a little puzzled, and put down the millstone: "Then they don't have to agree to return the accounts to the public?"

Yang Buhui turned around and walked to the window: "People who join the Ming Cult include all three religions and nine streams. However, they can all be divided into two categories. One category is naturally to expel the Tartars as its mission; the other category..."

Yang Buhui pushed open the window, and there were several red plum trees outside the window, which were even more eye-catching against the backdrop of Kunlun's snow.Yang Buhui said in a manly voice: "The other category is the outlaws with big ambitions. If wealth can be exchanged for greater power, they will never hesitate."

She turned her head, with an innocent smile on her immature face, but her eyes were cold: "When a man meets power, it's like a dog meets a bone. It always dies."

Hua Youlian clearly felt the sarcasm in Yang Buhui's words, her heart became more dignified, and she replied respectfully: "It's just that in this way, there will inevitably be some fights in the lower forums. What if I hurt my teacher's vitality?"

Yang Buhui broke off a plum blossom, and said casually: "Mingjiao has been without a leader for many years, good and bad are very different, it's better to take this opportunity to clean it."

Hua Youlian originally wanted to persuade Yang Buhui to close the window to avoid the cold, but when she heard this, she paused, then lowered her head and rubbed her ink, feeling both respectful and fearful towards Yang Buhui in her heart.She has been in the Mingjiao for a long time, and she clearly knows that Yang Xiao has only the four sects of heaven, earth, wind and thunder that can be called direct descendants.Wusanren and Yang Xiao are at odds, and the Five Elements Banner does not follow orders.The sub-altars in various places just dare not break away from Mingjiao, and Yang Xiao is in charge of Guangmingding, so they are regarded as forces under Yang Xiao's name.In fact, they have already gone their separate ways.

Seeing that Yang Buhui just drew a big cake for the altar masters and implemented the relationship between superiors and subordinates lightly, Hua Youlian couldn't help but secretly rejoice.She didn't expect the lonely and arrogant Yang Xiao to have a daughter with superb means, but she had such scheming at the age of eleven or twelve. In the future... Hua Youlian didn't dare to think too much, and hurriedly lowered her head.

All the Dizi sects she belongs to are women, and she has always been the weakest of the four sects.Now she was ordered by Yang Xiao to serve Yang Buhui by his side, and she would definitely be valued by Yang Buhui in the future.

The room fell silent, Yang Buhui was racking his brains to translate simple mathematics and physics principles into a language that the ancients could understand.

She has sent Lei Zimen to dredge the Silk Road, intending to make a fortune from transnational trade.However, the five-element flags are scattered in the Western Regions, and if they want to go unimpeded, they must establish a good relationship with them to avoid disputes from time to time.Yang Buhui has already inquired clearly that the Five Elements Banner has researched various organs.After much deliberation, she felt that it was best to hand over these scientific principles to them.Firstly, everyone is a compatriot who fought against Yuanmeng; secondly, there are many people who know the Five Elements Flag, and these things can play a role in their hands.

Yang Buhui didn't want to use this to win over the Five Elements Flag.She knew very well that this rift did not develop overnight, and it could not be smoothed over with a few good words.All she wanted was a truce and peaceful coexistence between the two sides.

Yang Buhui didn't stop writing until noon.She rubbed her sore neck and let out a long sigh of relief.

After saying goodbye to Hua Youlian, Yang Buhui happily went to have dinner with Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao had been waiting at the door early, and stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the distant mountains.Yang Buhui saw Yang Xiao's somewhat desolate back from a distance, and his nose was sour.

Dad, it's already over 50!

Did I neglect my father a little bit?Yang Buhui touched his nose and began to blame himself.Yang Xiao really loved her in every possible way.The level of martial arts is the most important thing for Jianghu people.What Yang Xiao is most proud of in his life is his peerless martial arts.He wholeheartedly wanted to give Yang Buhui the best, and couldn't wait to teach Yang Buhui.

But his daughter doesn't care much about martial arts.Recently, I have been busy rectifying Mingjiao, and I haven't practiced kung fu for a long time.Yang Xiao was actually very disappointed.

Thinking of this, Yang Buhui raised a big smiling face and rushed over: "Daddy, Daddy!"

Yang Xiao joyfully caught Yang Buhui, threw her high up, and kept shouting: "Huier, Huier!" The wrinkles on his forehead were all relaxed, and the look of sorrow no longer appeared.

For the next few days, Yang Buhui handed over all the work at hand and concentrated on learning martial arts from Yang Xiao.Yang Xiao has already taught Yang Buhui inner strength and mental skills, and now he is teaching boxing and kicking skills.

Yang Xiao showed Yang Buhui a set of palm movements.But seeing the shadows of palms everywhere, it's hard to tell the truth from reality, but Yang Xiao's figure is elegant and can be retracted freely.After finishing the palm dance all the way, it landed in front of Yang Buhui lightly.

Yang Buhui traveled all the way west, and most of the people in the rivers and lakes he saw were mediocre in martial arts.Masters like Miejue Shitai and Jinhua Granny compete with each other, and the competition is based on internal strength.Yang Buhui doesn't know martial arts, so naturally he can't tell the level of depth.Yang Xiao also tried his best to show off his skills in front of his daughter.Seeing Yang Xiao's attack at this moment, Yang Buhui was dazzled, how could he not be overwhelmed.

Yang Xiao was originally a well-known handsome prodigal son in the world, but unexpectedly, when he grew old, he fell into the hands of his youngest daughter.He could see the admiration in his daughter's eyes, and tried his best to restrain himself from showing a smug look.Cover your face, suave Mr. Zuoshi, how did you become a silly father!

When Yang Buhui finishes learning all the palm techniques, another spring will come.

Yang Buhui looked at Yang Xiao worriedly, finally made up his mind, and proposed a itinerary that he had hesitated for a long time: "Daddy, let's go to Wudang."