The eldest grandson had been thinking for a long time, and in front of him, the lime and the sword offering also knelt for a long time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lime, Prepare Pen and Ink"

After a long time, the eldest grandson sighed lightly and spoke.

"Yes"

Lime got up, quickly took the pen and ink, and put it on the table beside the eldest grandson.

The eldest grandson quickly wrote two letters, folded them, handed them to Lime, and said:

"Two letters, one sent to the Marquis of Triumph's Mansion, and one on Ning Chen's body, and handed it over to the dean of Tiancang Academy"

Lime took the letter and immediately went out to make arrangements.

The sword was enshrined and thanked, and a touch of relief flashed on his tired face, if he was willing to make a move, then Ning Chen would be saved.

The two left, and the eldest grandson looked at Ning Chen in front of him, his eyes were full of complexity, no matter what you say, you have won 20,000 war horses for Great Xia, and if you don't hide your merits, this palace will help you again.

After a while, Lime walked back, took Ning Chen away, and immediately left the palace.

Not long after the lime party left, an urgent order came from the north, causing the eldest grandson's expression to change drastically in an instant.

The Northern Mongolian Royal Court has sent troops!

This is a major event that has changed in the sky, and the peace that has been maintained for nearly two decades has finally been broken.

However, this time, the person who led the troops was no longer the former Marshal of Beimeng, but a woman named Fan Lingyue.

How could the Northern Mongolian royal court, which was bold and worshiped the strong, let a woman lead the troops, which made many people in Daxia puzzled.

However, the eldest grandson, who has been paying attention to the changes in the Beimeng royal court in recent years, knows very well how terrible this woman named Fan Lingyue is.

Great Xia really met the most powerful opponent this time.

There is the Marquis of Beiwu in the north of Xinjiang, and it should not be a problem in a short time, but this time the Beimeng royal court is menacing, and it will be extremely difficult to resist.

In the distant Beizhang Plain, Fan Lingyue sat in front of the army, watching one war machine after another slowly move forward, and a faint sadness flashed on her beautiful and pale face.

"Ahem"

The cold wind blew, Fan Lingyue covered her mouth and coughed a few times, looking at the slight blood red in her palms, and then covered it silently.

"Strategist, please also pay attention to your body"

Fan Lingyue's side, the young general who always followed him looked sad and spoke.

"Yes"

Fan Lingyue nodded, glanced at the direction of the Great Xia Imperial City in the distance, sighed lightly, and immediately turned around and walked towards the handsome tent.

It's a pity that Great Xia's luck has not yet reached the most decaying time, but the Martial Monarch of the First Hall of the Eternal Night God Sect has already left the customs, and the matter of sending troops can no longer be delayed, and most importantly, her time is running out......

She was born in a country with so few resources, and most of the people lived in poverty for many years, and the only way to solve this problem was to invade and invade everything.

The marshal of the Northern Mongolian Royal Court is old, and the current king is still young and cowardly, so she can only personally lead the troops to help the Northern Mongolian Royal Court build a huge dynasty as much as possible.

And Daxia was the biggest obstacle in front of her, and she had no choice.

The only pity is that the few dark chess games she laid out earlier were disrupted, otherwise, the current situation would be more favorable to the Beimeng Royal Court.

That little eunuch named Ning Chen appeared too suddenly, too strangely, no matter what, he must be eliminated.

What she doesn't like the most in her life is variables!

"How's the talk with the Eternal Night God Cult over there?"

In front of the tent, Fan Lingyue paused slightly and asked softly.

"The Night Warrior agreed to send 10,000 Divine Temple Heavy Armor, but made a condition to increase the original 20,000 war horses to 30,000," the young general replied respectfully.

"Change, tell the love to be carefree, don't delay any longer, and try your best to transport the heavy armor back as soon as possible"

Fan Lingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said softly, the most important thing in the Beimeng Royal Court is horses, and in comparison, the role of the heavy armor of the Ten Thousand Gods Temple in her hands is much greater.

Not only is her heart Eternal Night God Sect bigger, but she must have the courage to pull out the teeth of a tiger if she seeks skin with a tiger, and now the biggest enemy of both sides is Great Xia, and the Northern Meng Royal Court and the Eternal Night God Sect are far from the time of conflict in a short time.

"Yes" The young general nodded, and immediately watched Fan Lingyue walk into the tent.

As long as there is no summoning or extremely important matter, you are not allowed to enter the account of the military advisor, this is the rule, the rule set by the military advisor.

In the military tent, there was a coughing sound from time to time, slight, but so clear.

……

When the Northern Meng Royal Court sent troops, to the west of Great Xia, the first temple of eternal night was located on a high stone staircase, and the previous desolation had long since disappeared, and there were majestic side halls one after another.

After the ban is lifted, the reappearance of the First Temple of Eternal Night, which once shocked the world, will undoubtedly bring the most drastic changes to the pattern of the world.

In the first temple guarded by the palaces, a tall figure sat on the throne, staring into the distance with a powerful aura, distorting the surrounding space.

This is the strongest person in the world, the first temple master of the Eternal Night God Cult, a powerful existence that transcends the boundaries of the day after tomorrow.

In an ancient city not far from here, a man dressed in bloody clothes and whose age was difficult to identify opened his eyes at the same time, looking at the west, and his expression gradually became solemn.

He knew that the Martial Monarch of the Eternal Night God Cult was about to go on an expedition.

The martial monarchs of the Eternal Night God Sect were all brave and good at fighting, and they were warlike people, and once they got out of the customs, they would definitely start war.

The Bloody Marquis got up, summoned the adjutant general, gave a few commands, and then walked to the front of the city alone, waiting for the flames of war to ignite.

The Marquis of Great Xia also existed precisely for the sake of war.

In the Great Xia Palace, one secret message after another arrived in the Heavenly Oracle Palace, and the Xia Emperor sitting on the dragon chair had a calm face like water, looking at this sealed secret report, his eyes continued to flash with a cold essence.

The war had not yet officially begun, however, the breath of war had spread rapidly in the Imperial City of Great Xia, and in just three days, one after another sentry horses arrived from the west and northern Xinjiang, plus other secret means of communication, telling the situation on the front line in detail.

The people of the Imperial City did not panic too much, Great Xia has prospered for thousands of years, and it has been invincible for thousands of years, which has also made the people of Great Xia develop an indescribable self-confidence, and they do not hesitate to think that Great Xia will not lose.

Regardless of whether this self-confidence is good or bad, at least it is a relief to the soldiers who maintain law and order in the imperial city.

The people are still living as usual, and at most they are full of tea and dinner.

Of course, the wonderful rumors of the heroic little eunuch in the palace before still occupy most of the chapters of Mr. Storyteller and the Tavern Junior.

Therefore legendary, so popular, this is the eternal truth.

No one knew that the protagonist in their mouth had already walked around Huangquan Road, but in the end, he was rescued by the more legendary Dean of Tiancang Academy.

However, although his life was saved, Ning Chen was crippled due to the severe injury to the meridians of his legs and the shattering of his leg bones.

Whether it is acceptable or not, this has become a fact, so in the academy, there is an additional young man who often sits in a wheelchair in a daze.

The academy does not support idlers, and Ning Chen is a academy that reluctantly enters through the back door with relatives who are far away from the Triumphant Marquis's mansion, so he has no privileges.

Therefore, the academy arranged for him to be the only job he can do now, chopping wood!

Most of the students in the academy are the sons of families, and the most unfortunate ones also entered in the name of geniuses that have been rare for ten years, it can be said that there are many talents, and there are so many geniuses that they are all over the street, and Ning Chen is naturally the least conspicuous in such a group.

The Triumphant Marquis Mansion is famous, but Ning Chen, a relative who obviously can't be beaten, is destined not to have too much light from the military god.

The eldest grandson originally thought the same way, so he didn't plan to arrange such a dazzling identity for Ning Chen.

And the dean who treated Ning Chen's injuries had disappeared when he woke up, and all the rest of the arrangements were made by a middle-aged man.

It was obvious that the middle-aged man looked down on Ning Chen, but he didn't deliberately embarrass him, and left after arranging work.

After a long time, Ning Chen became a very special existence in the academy, the student is not a student, and the gentleman is not a gentleman.

To put it simply, it is a miscellaneous person who can enter and exit the academy freely.

And since his legs were crippled, Ning Chen became silent, his former smile was no longer gone, and many times, sitting there in a daze for an hour.

In the days of the academy, in addition to chopping wood every day, it was cultivation, and he rarely spoke, and after a long time, the students of the academy even thought that he was a mute.

Chopping firewood is a very monotonous job, Ning Chen has a martial arts foundation, and it is easier to chop than ordinary people, chopping and chopping, and each knife can split two firewood of almost the same size.

Time passed day by day, the knife for chopping wood was blunted one after another, silent, and silent, and the people in the academy were used to having such a strange person, and it was not strange to see it.

The academy is actually very large, and the place where Ning Chen is located is the quietest corner, there are not many students, and there is a lot less trouble.

There are several gentlemen in the academy, a master, and the master is old, so he rarely teaches and few people listen.

However, Ning Chen liked his master's lessons, and he listened to every class, and he listened very carefully.

The master was an old man who was quieter than him, with a white beard and white hair, and he was really old, and it would take a long time to finish a class, so the young students did not have the patience to listen.

The Master is very knowledgeable, proficient in poetry, writing, and etiquette, and in the words of the Master, if you live for a long time, you will naturally know more.

Since Ning Chen's legs were crippled, he has slowed down, he walks slowly, and he learns slowly, so he likes the master who is also very slow.

Sometimes, the master finished a class for a day, and everyone was gone, leaving Ning Chen alone in the humble hall, and the master would slowly finish the class.

At night, Ning Chen went back to chop the firewood that had not been chopped during the day, and the rest of the time was either cultivation or sleeping, which was very simple, and there was nothing else.

……

In the autumn of that year, Bactria promulgated a new calendar, recording the beginning of the war.

In the autumn of the first year of the new calendar, the royal court of Beimeng raised troops, and Chen soldiers were 300,000 in Beizhangyuan, preparing to attack Daxia on a large scale.

However, a heavy snowfall that had been advanced for almost a month changed all that, delaying the war for a full four months.

This was a sudden heavy snowfall, no one expected it, the Qin Heavenly Prison of Great Xia did not expect it, and Fan Lingyue of the Northern Meng Royal Court did not expect it, it came so suddenly, and it disrupted everyone's plans.

It was also snowing in the academy, which might not be much to others, but for Ning Chen, it was a big trouble, and it was difficult for a wheelchair to walk in the snow, so he was even slower.

Later, he found that the master was also slow, because the snow was very heavy, and the master was also very old, and he was much later in both class and class, and the pace of the two happened to arrive together.

The only thing that Ning Chen didn't expect was that since his legs were crippled, his cultivation had progressed faster than before, and in two months, his cultivation had progressed to the fourth grade of the day after tomorrow.

Of course, this price is not what he wants.

Moreover, when it snows, the legs will hurt very much, the pain that pierces the heart, the pain that hurts into the bone marrow, and the pain that makes people die and live.

From this day on, Ning Chen began to dislike snow.

It's just that it backfired, and the snow never meant to stop, and it didn't clear up for more than a month.

In the midst of this snowstorm, the academy's annual year-end assessment arrived.

Ning Chen is not a student, so he doesn't need to be assessed, but he was caught by a gentleman as a coolie.

The master is old, and the invigilation of the examination naturally cannot be done by the master, so Ning Chen was arrested to invigilate the master's class.

Moreover, this is what the Master asked.

Ning Chen thus became the first acting invigilator since the establishment of the college.

Fortunately, there are not many students who take the Master's course, and the invigilation does not seem to be difficult......

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