In the morning, east of the city, Jingping study.

"Purchase restrictions starting today?"

"Each person is only allowed to buy one book!"

"What's going on?"

“……”

Early in the morning, there were actually countless people who wanted to buy books, and when they heard the news, countless scholars immediately blocked the door.

"Is the study out of stock?"

"I said, there can't be a study with an unlimited supply of books!"

"Have fun in vain!"

“……”

The notices of Jingping's study made many readers start to feel a little cold.

"There's a notice here!"

"The printing prison was attacked by unknown bandits, and tens of thousands of books were burned!"

"Therefore, from this point on, Jingping Study will only allow each person to purchase only one book per day for a month......"

“……“

These notices at once puzzled the minds of many people in the crowd.

"I see!"

"Who is so lacking in virtue!"

"You dare to burn Confucian books, do you still want to repeat the book-burning pit Confucianism of the tyrannical Qin in the past?"

"Find out, you must find out and punish severely!"

“……”

The countless people besieged outside the study began to rise up with righteous indignation.

It's just a spark that burns up.

But the spark can ignite the prairies, as long as it can be burned, it is enough to burn the entire Luoyang City.

"I've heard that the Printing Supervisor is an official office set up by the imperial court, and the books in this Jingping Study are all from the Printing Supervisor, and now there are obviously people who can't get along with the Printing Supervisor!"

"Who dares to get along with the imperial court?"

"Isn't this difficult to guess, it must have been done by those scholars, otherwise who would dare to be presumptuous in this Yang City!"

"They just can't see that our poor scholars have books to read!"

"Damn, so damn!"

“……”

Under the instigation of people with hearts, a public opinion was finally formed in the capital, and the whole public opinion presented a one-sided situation, in the streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants, and scholars gathered, all of them were crusading against the despicable behavior of the scholars.

……

In a study.

"Sir, do we need to keep hiring people to spread the word?" Sun Yu was a little respectful to the entire young man in front of him, some people are born to be able to turn over the clouds and rain, this is really good, the son of the world is like this, and the same is true of the entire young man in white in front of him.

This young man has the warrant of the prince in his hand, so he can naturally order everyone in their Jingping study, but he was not convinced at first, in his opinion, such a young person is useful.

But in the past three days, this young man has let him see the word "ability".

In Luoyang City, the wind and rain are all from the hands of this young man.

"It's too much!"

When Xi Zhicai heard this, he shook his head: "The matter is over, you start to sweep the tail, recall everyone, don't give people a handle, how public opinion develops in the future, it has nothing to do with our Jingping study, what we have to do is to uphold the original intention!" ”

He is not helping Mu Jing, he is helping Jingping Study, he can't let the Shi clan cover the sky with one hand, this Jingping Study is preserved, and the world's poor family has hope.

"Yes!"

Sun Yu nodded and immediately ordered to go down.

"Hey!"

Xi Zhicai stood up, opened the door curtain, and looked at the indignant readers outside the door curtain, and sighed: "I'm really sorry to use you, but for the sake of Jingping Study to benefit the world's readers, I offended!" ”

……

In the middle of the city, a mansion.

This is a repressive mansion, inhabited by the court Sikong.

"Lord Sikong, these days, among the Shilin, the reputation of our Shi clan has fallen to the bottom!" Yang Biao said worriedly.

"Someone knows!"

Yuan Feng knelt on his knees, his face was calm, and he was warming wine.

"This must be what Mujing Xiaoer does!"

Yang Biao said indignantly: "Are we just sitting still? “

"Wen Xian, just a trivial matter, does it make you unable to hold your breath?" Yuan Feng looked at Yang Biao and said indifferently.

"I ......"

Yang Biao frowned, he was indeed a little out of breath.

"Your Majesty is staring at us now, no matter what we do at this moment, it is wrong, the more we do it, the more wrong it is, it's not bad if we don't do it!" After all, Yuan Feng is the official of the dynasty, a high-ranking and powerful minister of the Three Princes, and his forbearance and calmness can be compared to ordinary people.

If he underestimated Mu Jing because of Mu Jing's age before, then now, after suffering continuous losses, he began to put Mu Jing in his equal position.

A powerful minister who has gone through several dynasties, if he gets serious, it is completely different.

"Don't do anything now!"

Yuan Feng instructed: "It's just a clown who jumps off the beam, the reputation that our clan has built up for thousands of years cannot be destroyed in three or two days, so let them run rampant for a while!" ”

"But if it goes on like this, wouldn't it be to do things and make Jingping Study bigger!"

"The grass must grow tall before it is harvested, and the sheep must be fattened before it is slaughtered!"

Yuan Feng said coldly: "Let them grow, in the end, all this belongs to our scholars, we are the descendants of Confucianism, Confucian things, how can others get it!" ”

The most important thing now is the Son of Heaven.

Mujing's biggest reliance is not the ten permanent servants.

It's when it's today.

That's why these days, they have been planted in the hands of Mujing again and again.

But he knows one thing, the body of the Son of Heaven can't hold for long, so he has to endure it now, as long as the Son of Heaven dies, Mu Jing is a little fox who has lost the support of the tiger, without the momentum of the fox and the fake tiger, he can only become the snack of the lion wolf.

……

……

Printing supervision, in the official office.

Mu Jing has been a little uneasy since he came back from that last court, and he has been studying one thing, and for three whole days, he has never left the map of Luoyang in his hand.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

On this day, Zhang Ning couldn't help it after all and asked.

"Look at Luoyang City!"

Mu Jing said calmly.

The pen in his hand was still writing, but his brow was still furrowed.

"Luoyang City?"

Zhang Ning was puzzled, his eyes fell on the map in his hand, and said: "What is so good about this map of Luoyang City, it is worth you to see for three days!" ”

"I'm looking to see if we can survive in Luoyang City after the Son of Heaven dies!" Mu Jing put down the pen in his hand and said in a deep voice.

"The Son of Heaven died?"

Zhang Ning's pupils changed color slightly, and he hurriedly looked around left and right, fortunately no one was: "You are looking for death, you are making a lot of nonsense here in the official office, are you not afraid that the wall has ears, and someone will tell the Son of Heaven about your strength?" “

"With you, can anyone get close to me ten feet away?" Mu Jing smiled, although Zhang Ning was only one year older than him and was still a girl, her cultivation was not simple, and it was more than enough to crush him.

"Is the Son of Heaven dying?" Zhang Ning asked in a low voice.

"I'm afraid it's not far off!"

Mu Jing's voice was dashing.

If his memory is correct, it was just a few months later.

The Son of Heaven dragged him to beat him after going to court that day, but the words that beat him were not wrong at all.

In this Luoyang City, how can he still gain a foothold is because the Son of Heaven is still there and has the support of the Son of Heaven, so no matter what he does, it will be within the rules, but what if the Son of Heaven dies.

Who can he rely on?

Ten permanent attendants?

Forget it, I'm afraid they won't be able to protect themselves.

Lu Zhi Wang Yun?

They are all a bunch of mouthfuls who can't hold up the overall situation.

No one can rely on it, even if it is the eighth battalion of the West Garden, I am afraid that it will encounter great changes at that time, and if there are no troops after Luoyang, the ten permanent servants can only wither, and if Dong Zhuo enters Beijing at that time, I am afraid his life will be even more difficult.

"No way!"

Mu Jingyi gritted his teeth: "This Luoyang City must have our soldiers and horses!" ”

In these troubled times, what is relied on?

That's the army in hand.

"Who are you trying to woo?" Zhang Ning asked.

"I can't win anyone over!"

Mu Jing shook his head: "And I can't believe it!" ”

"Then you are going to ......"

"Jingping Camp!"

Mu Jing said the thought in his heart: "I plan to put Jingping Camp in the capital!" ”

"You're crazy!" Zhang Ning was taken aback: "This is Luoyang, the Great Han Kyoto!" ”

"Just because this is the capital!"

Mu Jing's voice was deep.

"You can think clearly, once discovered, all of us will definitely die, hiding troops in the capital, the name of the thief, the world is irreversible, no one will intercede at that time, and everyone in the world will attack it in groups!" Zhang Ning looked at Mu Jing's side face, this was the third time she had seen Mu Jing's serious and fascinating expression.

The first time was the Battle of Jingping Village.

The second time should be that Mushan was besieged, Mu Jingqin led the Jingping camp, lightning battle, and fought hundreds of miles in a few days.

This is the third time.

"But if it's not discovered, we have one more hole card based on Luoyang!"

The pastoral scenery is secluded.

"This is Luoyang City, it's hard not to be discovered!" Zhang Ning frowned.

"It's man-made!"

Mu Jing remembers that some people have succeeded, such as ...... It should only be about ten years old now, that guy named Sima Yi, in the next few decades, he survived all the people of the Three Kingdoms, and then with the thousands of dead soldiers hidden in Luoyang, he seized the world of Cao Wei and established the hegemony of the Sima family.

"How do you want to do it?"

Zhang Ning didn't know why such a crazy thing, she was still willing to trust Mu Jing.

"Beibei!"

Mu Jing pointed to the map and said, "This is the most suitable place to hide soldiers!" ”

"But after a long time, it may not be able to hide, after all, people eat horses and chew, thousands of soldiers and horses, how can they not be discovered under the noses of Luoyang City!"

"It's up to us to do it!"

"Now the master of Jingping Camp is Chen Dao, does it depend on Chen Dao's ability?"

"Except for me, you can only go to Jiedu in person, Chen Zhi's influence is still too low, and he does not have the ability to absolutely command Jingping Camp now, so this matter needs you to go out in person!"

Mu Jing took out a plan: "This is a marching strategy, as long as you follow the above, I will use the influence of the ten permanent servants in the capital, as well as the business channels opened up by Jingping Study, to give you the greatest support!" ”

"Break the whole into pieces, hide it from the people, you can be a hunter, you can be a farmer, you can be a peddler, you can be a thief, you can be a thief, you can ......" Zhang Ning opened this martial arts plan, and the more he looked at it, the tighter his heart became: "How long have you been planning this plan!" “

It's a very meticulous plan, and the thoughts are connected and interlocked.

"I thought about it for three months, and then it took three days to make these plans that I had been thinking about for three months!"

"When you first came to the capital, you had such an idea!" Zhang Ning was surprised.

"I'm insecure!"

Mu Jing smiled: "Here in the capital, it has also been confirmed that my idea is right, without my own soldiers and horses to rely on, I can only be reduced to fish on the chopping board, and I can be slaughtered by others!" ”