315 Body ending: Tomorrow will be better

The magic of the telephone attracted the attention of all the people of Chang'an, and even if only a few ministers' palaces were allowed to install it except for the office space, it still did not alleviate people's curiosity about it. According to the heart of comparison, there are usually new things, big people and local tyrants are vying to buy them, and at this time they can't get it with money and fame, and many people are not so happy in their hearts.

For example, not all families have installed telephones. Li Shimin has a long-standing grudge with many families, and he is definitely unwilling to give them special attention, and the families who can install phones happen to have people in the court who are officials and their official positions are enough or their people are in the emperor's heart. Originally, it was nothing, but it became a good way to observe the rise and fall of the family.

Cui Zhixian, a person who has not fallen for 10,000 years and has not been promoted for 10,000 years, is considered to be arrogant, and our official position is not ranked, but any good things are all missed by the saints. And the Lu family is also happy, every disciple of Wang Xiangong has a phone at home, look at how many officials in your family are not as good as a little lady in our family.

Among them, Hou Junji is the most hated, obviously he has been demoted, and he asked the saint to deliberately explain that he wants to install a phone for his home, why is he alone taking up all the good things. The most hateful thing is that I heard that the saint was the first to call him after loading the phone, and the content of the conversation was actually the topic of reinstatement to his original position, and the favorite official of the emotional saint was actually such a loser? All the ministers were not convinced!

During this period, only the publication of Lee's new book temporarily diverted everyone's attention. Recently, the new activities of the people of Chang'an, while listening to the storyteller telling "Westward Journey" in inns and teahouses and other places, talked about the jokes made by various governments about the telephone.

In this case, no one noticed that Nanshan was acquiring books on a large scale. Suiyuan has been collecting books, who knows if Wang Xiangong has any new ideas. It's those who have been paying attention to Nanshan for a long time that they didn't take Wang Jue seriously when they found that Wang Jue accepted all kinds of books and didn't clearly emphasize what he was looking for.

Three months have passed since the phone incident, and the people of Datang have been looking forward to the return of the army to Tang!

Under the leadership of Li Shimin, the whole Chang'an, from the officials to the people, all went out of the city and waited. After making great contributions, the soldiers were more trembling, and many soldiers who should be old enough to say that they were close to each other had mastered the essentials of walking the steps under Cheng Yanjin's training. The generals promised, and when they returned, they asked the Holy Lord to hold another meeting to recruit 10,000 relatives.

Some soldiers are more clever, and there are too many people at the blind date meeting, so what if you miss a good family affair. Based on the experience of the predecessors, it is said that many people were caught by the onlookers when they returned from the expedition, and some soldiers began to ask literate people in the team to write on their clothes, naturally writing their names and addresses.

Under Li Ji's indulgence and Cheng Jin's demonization, Li Shimin and others excitedly greeted the returning army, and what they saw was a strange scene.

Kong Yingda pulled Yu Shinan's sleeve, "The old man is dazzled, are the soldiers writing on their clothes?"

Yu Shinan: "The old man is even more dazzled. It looks like a word, okay, the soldiers don't forget to study when they go out to fight, Li Ji has meritorious education!"

Du Ruhui is the person with the best eyes among the uncles, and everyone has used magic medicine. At this moment, he would rather be dazzled himself, he can see clearly what is written on the soldier's clothes! The name and address of the net worth, the intention is not too obvious. Looking at Li Shimin, whose face changed, Du Ruhui regretted once again why he couldn't think of standing beside him today.

Wang Jue is also speechless, as a person who has attracted much attention, even if she claims to have started to retreat shipbuilding, she has to show her face on such a day. Especially when her own disciples also went on the expedition, Wang Jue was very worried about whether Lu Hui could afford it, after all, she had never participated in the Turkic war when she entered the night.

Hey, what about her disciple?

found Lu Hui, Wang Jue's face began to be as unpredictable as Li Shimin. Why is Cui Ming also in the team, how can he, a Wenchen, go on the expedition, and still follow his own disciples to take care of him?

The eyes of the people of the Hundred Families were very good, and Wu Zhao muttered: "What kind of heart does the Cui family have, I haven't heard that he is going to go on the expedition before, is it chasing Senior Sister Lu?"

"Hehehe...... I'll leave that to me. "Zhuge Ke has been a little aggrieved recently, and finally found a target that can be shot, and took care of things as soon as possible.

Fang Yiai obviously remembered the events of the year, and he hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Zhuge is reliable, but you have to clean up that kid well." ”

It's a very good day for the army to return. The banquet of the saint is tomorrow, like Li Jide entered the palace to report the expedition, and people like Cheng Yanjin heard that the phone must try to play, and so all kinds of people's attention will be distracted and attracted away, it is a good day to do big things.

As for collecting books, Suiyuan has been doing it in the early years, and the collection in these three months has basically encapsulated the essence of ancient books. Wang Jue originally planned to collect it for a lifetime and then transport it, but Ah Lu found that the turtle shell continued to get old, so he could only use it as soon as possible. The day everyone chooses is today, I don't know if there is a vision when the turtle shell is used up, if there is, it can be inferred that Wang Jue used this day to divinate the future, and God gave inspiration.

After the welcoming ceremony, Wang Jue did not enter the city but went back to Nanshan directly. Zhou Qi went to the market to inquire about the news, Wu Zhao paid attention to the personnel of the various forces who monitored Nanshan in the past, and the remaining disciples of the hundred schools were ready to talk to Lu Hui about their hearts.

It seems that he had a premonition, and when he returned to the Tianchi at the top of the mountain, he saw that the teachers and brothers were looking at him with different expressions, Lu Hui said: "I really didn't know that Cui Ming was going to the border pass, he said that it was because he didn't want to be a scholar and be protected in Chang'an." It is said that it was the Chang'an Order and the Holy Lord's request to let the younger generations of the family know, and Cui Ming mainly enlightened the recruits and the soldiers who were injured after the war. ”

Wang Jue pouted, and a political commissar was developed.

Seeing that everyone still didn't speak, Lu Hui said stubbornly: "I didn't plan to talk to him more, but who knew that the assistants brought by the doctors were not enough, so he put down his identity and took the initiative to help, and the relationship slowly eased." It was just a relaxation, and we didn't communicate much. ”

Seeing that Lu Hui doesn't seem to be lying, then Cui Ming's kid has a 'crooked heart'. Everyone looked at each other, and everyone had something in their hearts. Wang Jue made up her mind that as long as Cui Ming was not ill-intentioned or had a bad character, she would not interfere in her disciple's private affairs. The senior brother who had participated in the Lu Hui and Cui Ming incident felt that the two were not suitable, and they had to always be on guard against their junior sister not being deceived.

After a while, Wu Zhao and Zhou Qi came back with their front and back feet. As expected, according to Wu Zhao, half of the people who monitored Nanshan by various forces on weekdays had been withdrawn. The soldiers who had just returned did not disappoint Wang Jue, they really began to toss things, among which Cheng Biting Jin was the most.

Knowing the novelty of the telephone, General Cheng first used the phone to report the military situation to the saint, and then pulled the telephone line outside the house to play with the people. As for how to play, he went to the opponent's house to find fault and listen to the other party's reaction to the people. ”

Zhou Qi smiled and said that there was a bustle outside Lu Guogong's Mansion, except for Cheng Chumo who was in a hurry to go home, everyone was very happy. Hurry up and get down to business, Wang Jue coughed lightly and said, "Since that's the case, let's act." ”

People who have always heard that books will disappear are thrilled to see the magic moment with their own eyes. Wang Jue's yard was put under martial law, and everyone began to take out the turtle shells and place them in order. Only Lu Hui was stunned as he looked at the books in the courtyard tied up with ropes, and Wu Zhao briefly told her what had happened next to her.

After hearing this, Lu Hui sighed: "Our ancestors of the Hundred Schools are too powerful, such things can be made." ”

Li answered: "There's nothing we can't do!" After speaking, he looked at Wang Jue, "Teacher, after the turtle shell is placed, can we start?"

"Let's get started, I'll have to put the book in the tortoise shell with me. After Wang Jue finished speaking, he walked towards the bundle book of Qigao, straightened it with Meng Xiang and Wang Xiran, and slowly put it in the turtle shell circle.

Everyone's eyes stared at each other without blinking, and the book just disappeared before everyone's eyes!

Li acted in a frenzied manner and shouted, "Oh my God, this is a miracle, we are all disciples of the immortals! ”

Li Chengqian said excitedly: "Even if it can't be recorded in the history books, all kinds of our hundred schools of thought can be called miracles, and I believe that the hundred schools are the sects created by the gods in the lower realm!"

In the sigh of everyone, one person and one pig were confused, and they didn't know what to do.

Only Wang Xiran was excited and melancholy. Touching the ring hidden in the sleeve, Wang Xiangong said that the marriage customs of the hundred schools of school, with two rings to represent each other's loyal and unchanging feelings, he has been busy making rings by himself recently. If Wang Xiangong is an immortal disciple, is his old soul still worthy?

Wang Jue still has a long way to go in Datang, and Wang Xiran's emotional road seems to be very far away, and his life is full of life, so there is no need to be in such a hurry.

At this time, somewhere in the Qinling Mountains, two middle-aged people in wide-sleeved linen clothes were carrying their burdens as if they were about to hurry.

"We do so many things, and who knows in the end. ”

"Fool, people don't know that we help, and naturally they don't know that Qin Shihuang's stupid x stallion man was brought over by us. Fortunately, we have made up for it, and you and I can finally let go of our worries and leave here. ”

"Then how can you blame us, obviously he wants to change the history of China through the soul of another world, and it is better to keep some books, but I would have thought that most of the books he put into the books touting his merits, and only a few useful books are counted, even the little yellow books. The fool actually thought that God used the disappeared book to remind him to burn the book and pit Confucianism, and then sent people to the Wa Kingdom in order to conform to history.

"Don't mention those bad past, I am depressed when I think that the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang will be unearthed in the future! Fortunately, this time I cautiously put away the useless turtle shell, otherwise Wang Xiangong might have done something more creative. It's a pity that the two of us can't do anything in person, forget it, it's uncomfortable, let's leave this, push the back map!"

On this day, everyone enters the city to feel the lively atmosphere, and few people walk on the official road. The two magic sticks walked out of a distance again, but it was rare to meet passers-by. It seemed to be a family in front of him, two middle-aged people supporting an old man, and a number of scholars and boys were carrying big bookcases. As the two pass by, the runaway duo overhears the family's conversation.

The old man who was supported looked at the direction of Chang'an City with teary eyes and sighed: "Our Legalists began to compile new legislative books from the Sui Dynasty, and I thought that the final work would also be used as waste paper by the faint king, but I didn't expect that there would be a change of dynasty and a hermit like Wang Xiangong was born. Chang'an is close at hand, and the last wish of the ancestors will finally be fulfilled in my generation. ”

Since Zhenguan has been born one after another in the past year, it is false to say that he is not in a hurry, but how can he not be cautious in the matter of legislation. Let's go to the palace first, and send a post to Nanshan tomorrow to thank the prince of Wang County. ”

The boy joked: "Today, the soldiers have returned victoriously, and we have been born in a good time." ”

The two middle-aged men who ran away with their bags turned around.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the backs of the group bathed in the sun and sighed: "It turned out to be a member of the Legalist family! Tomorrow will be better, this time it can be regarded as not choosing the wrong person!

Li Chunfeng pretended to be lame, stroked his beard and sang: "Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, but they can't forget their fame! Where will the ancient and modern meet? A pile of grass in the barren mound is gone...... 166 Reading Network