The Great Liang Dynasty spanned more than 200 years, once experienced the evil moon and the world, and it still stands, God knows how many secrets this dynasty has, and how many hole cards.

To pull the emperor off the horse, it is by no means something that can be achieved overnight by recklessness.

With Bu'an's strength at this time, even if the aliens in the rivers and lakes of the whole Yuezhou Mansion are coerced, once they raise their arms and shout and rise up, most of them will not be able to get out of Yuezhou City, and they will be wiped out.

In fact, in his mind, he had already calculated a specific and micro plan.

I went to Qifu not to suppress bandits, but to raise and train troops in the name of suppressing bandits.

In other words, even if he really had the ability to get rid of a Lunatic cult like a decay, he would never do it.

As the old saying goes, raising a Kou is self-respecting, maybe Song Manqiu's father, Song Yinting, the commander of the Seven Fujian Dao, also has the same idea, so that this cult cannot be exterminated for a long time - it is precisely because of the inextermination that it can continue to expand its strength, ask the imperial court for military salaries, and ask the local government for supplies.

If Bu'an didn't guess wrong, and Song Guogong also knew that the emperor Xiao'er had finished cleaning up Tu Liangyi, and he was going to face the knife at Song Lanyu's descendants, then their Song family was south of the two provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, and there would be enough reason to raise a feudal army that was enough to protect themselves.

Regarding this possibility, Bu'an can only be put in his stomach at present. You can't ask if you guess, and you can't ask - no matter how much Song Guogong favors him, he won't share this kind of secret that is enough to cause annihilation.

In short, no matter what the situation is, no matter whether Song Yinting is incompetent in suppressing bandits, or he is bent on grinding foreign workers, it will not affect Bu'an's plan.

He only needs to hold the banner of morality and pretend to be stupid and kill Qimin Dao, and Song Yinting will not be able to bombard him.

When the time comes, you raise your feudal army, and I will train my guerrillas, and the well water will not interfere with the river water.

And Bu'an's plan is not so simple.

Just by training soldiers, he has a clear goal.

It depends on how he positions the Seventh Division in the next year or two.

Specifically, with his identity and strength, it is impractical to train a large local army. First, this is inconsistent with the regimental training background of the Seventh Division; second, it is also incompatible with his identity as a nine-rank general; and more importantly, he does not have enough military salaries and grain and grass to support such an army.

Since we can't seek to be big, we have to develop in the direction of elite soldiers.

In the future, the silver scavenged from Jiaxing Mansion will be replaced by Taoist Waidan as much as possible, quickly forming combat power, and adding the original team of the Seventh Division to create a core team of dozens of people.

The recruited Jianghu people can be put on the battlefield of extermination to polish, gradually eliminated, screened, and expanded in the form of the Eight Banners or Field Company.

And one of the characteristics that the entire Seventh Division needs to cultivate the most is that it can be dispersed in place and then assembled in different places, which does have the feeling of a guerrilla.

The reason is very complicated, to put it simply, once the imperial court realizes that Song Yin Ting is self-respecting, it may send troops to quell the chaos with the power of thunder, and at that time, the Seven Divisions will lose their excuse for existence, and if they want not to be disassembled, the best means is to have the ability to actively disassemble and reassemble.

In addition, this place is different from another world that he is familiar with, because the strength of a cultivator can be staggeringly strong, once he is targeted by such a power, Bu'an is sued, and there is also the power of self-preservation, but the seven divisions that are still in infancy may be destroyed by the hands of one person, and there is not even a chance to break through.

In the final analysis, because the enemy is too strong, he has to hide his own strength, and the reason is not much different from that of guerrillas behind enemy lines.

Such an army does not need to be huge, one or two thousand people is enough, even if it is strangled by the imperial army in the future, it can be broken into pieces, and after the "strategic transfer", it will be recruited and expanded.

Such an idea, Bu An only exists in his own mind, and he will not discuss it with anyone for the time being.

The other part of the whole plan needs to meet with Song Yinting before it can be implemented.

Since ancient times, those who have achieved great things need enough wisdom and patience to match.

In the city of Yuezhou, where the cold winter has come, Bu'an, who has the identity of a talented son and a son-in-law in the south of the Yangtze River, is accumulating strength little by little when almost no one knows.

Late at night, lying on the wooden bed, he stared at the black roof, and suddenly remembered the last night spent in the hut of Tianmu Mountain and Guanhailing.

It was April, the mountain was full of insects and frogs, and he decided to go down the mountain to practice, and the biggest ambition in his chest at that time was just to send the two sons of the old thief Bu Hongxuan to join him.

Now that more than half a year has passed, Bu Hongxuan has been removed by him, the two sons of the old thief, one died in the suburbs of Yuezhou, the other does not know where the army went, and Bu An himself is in a completely different state of mind.

What kind of scene will it be at the south gate of Yuezhou at noon tomorrow? How many people will follow the Seventh Division and fight the end of the world from now on?

"Childe ......"

The same name, but not from the mouth of Su Su. Since Wei Mei followed Bu'an, the little girl slept in a separate room with her son-in-law.

"What's the matter?" Bu An asked casually with his hands crossed behind his head.

The female ghost's tone was very soft, as if she was asking for help: "Won't you go ghost hunting tonight?"

Bu An let out an "um" and slowly sat up. It is said that cultivation is difficult, but who knows that catching ghosts is hard...... He shrugged his shoulders self-deprecatingly, and said softly: "Let's go, before leaving, catch a ghost for Yuezhou Mansion again." ”

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Bu'an walked through the night, looking for lonely ghosts everywhere, and sharing ghosts with female ghosts, there were still people in Yuezhou City who did not sleep.

More than half a year ago, before Zhu Xiuqi went north to the border, he had visited the small courtyard late at night. In a secluded hall with a descending tiger hanging on the wall. Hu Siniang was talking to a short, withered middle-aged man.

"That scholar is a powerful person, and my young master has already told me. ”

At this moment, if there are officials from the Yuezhou Mansion, they will definitely be able to recognize this middle-aged person, who is the Tongzhi Lord who suddenly disappeared from the Yuezhou Mansion more than half a year ago, He Yinsheng. It's just that Master He didn't know what kind of sin he had suffered, but he was thin and became like this.

"He said that he wanted to go south to suppress the bandits, which was against my lord, even if he had some ability, he was just going to die. Hu Siniang smiled and pulled her handkerchief, and sat down with He Yinsheng's hands.

Her buttocks were only on the surface of the chair, her sitting posture and figure were more enchanting than during the day, and the wrinkles on her face had long since disappeared, and she was clearly a beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen years old.

"You little fox knows a piece of. He Yinsheng paused, and decided not to tell the matter that Miss Wei and this scholar were familiar with, lest the two sides not be able to fight, and there would be no good show to watch.

Hu Siniang glanced at him and sneered: "Tomorrow, I will go south with him, but I want to see what clever methods he has." ”

He Yinsheng was softened by her glance, and immediately snorted, and snorted coldly: "Your fox trick, don't use it in front of that scholar, you will die an ugly death, don't blame me for not warning in advance." ”

Hu Siniang smiled and said, "Lord He lost his official position this time, I'm afraid that he was broken by Zhu Gong, right?

He Yinsheng made it look like this, naturally he was cleaned up by the master's family, but he was discouraged again, in front of this fox demon, but he refused to lose face, and smiled coldly: "Don't be, when your master is planted, you still have to rely on this restaurant to make a living." ”

Hu Siniang just laughed when she heard this, and she trembled with laughter, and said after a while: "Lord He, the slave family came here this time, just to ask for my master, if you kill this scholar, I wish the second young master will not be blamed, right?"

He Yinsheng smiled and said, "No, no, where will my young master care about this." ”

"That's good. Hu Siniang said goodbye with a smile.

After sending the fox demon away, He Yinsheng grinned: "Your master killed this scholar, just wait for Miss Wei to come and skin and cramp." ”