In February of the sixth year of Zhongping, the sky was changing, the imperial court set up a prince, the general assisted the world, and the city of Luoyang hurried through a chaotic situation. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

March has come quietly, this season, it is the twilight of spring, the ice is thawing, the Luoshui is rushing, the flowers are blooming hundreds of miles away, and the whole gloomy atmosphere of the capital is also full of the breath of the recovery of all things.

Xi'e Township Mansion.

This is a new mansion, it can't be said to be new, it was originally a noble marquis's mansion, or a county-level marquis's mansion, but the former master's house has come to an end, and the house was raided and exterminated in the great movement of the party's ban, and the mansion was naturally taken back by the imperial court and has been retained.

After the fire on Zhengyang Street, the mansions of many nobles and dignitaries in the court were burned down, and if the imperial court wanted to rebuild the noble residential area of Zhengyang Street, it would take time, so the imperial court decided to re-reward some mansions to those officials and nobles who were burned.

The Xi'e Township Marquis Mansion is no exception, and naturally it has also been re-established.

This mansion is the imperial court after renovation, given to the Xi'e Hou Mansion, seven in and seven out, occupies nearly ten acres of space, much larger than the original Hou Mansion, and close to the Luoshui River, the environment is elegant, there are corner towers on all sides, there are high-altitude control points, the defense is very strong.

On this day, the morning sun is rising and the sun is shining all over the world.

In the courtyard.

"Kill!"

Now Mu Jing, who is already unofficial and light, is dancing the sword hard.

After Zhishi, he was still obsessed with learning literature and practicing martial arts, in fact, at his age, he should have been studying at the same time, which happened to follow his heart.

He has worked martial arts, this set of swordsmanship he has been connected for a long time, originally inherited in the Taiping Martial Arts Scripture of a set of heavy sword swordsmanship, the sword is not fast, but the sword is very explosive, under the dance of this swordsmanship, the bones in his body began to make a muffled sound, like thunder.

The medicinal bath prescription given by Zhang Ning is still very useful, soaked once every ten days, and soaked many times in a row, in the past two or three months, his blood and qi have become stronger and stronger, and his muscles and bones have gradually stabilized, saving him a lot of time for building a foundation.

Now that he is a third-rate general, his martial arts can already be compared to a third-rate general, and if he goes further, he can condense the dantian with the invisible power of qi and blood, condense the power of internal strength, and enter the realm of a second-rate general.

However, this realm is still a little far away for him, after all, his foundation is not solid enough.

If you want to enhance your combat effectiveness, you must supplement it with skills.

If you don't practice martial arts, you will be empty when you get old.

But if there is no explosion of martial arts in practice, there is no strength in the void, and he is just a reckless man, not a martial artist.

So he now focuses on cultivating swordsmanship.

"Shizi, your swordsmanship has no form and no god!" Huang Zhong was dressed in a robe, standing beside him, his eyes were like gods, and he made a pointing figure.

"What is God?"

"Form can be taught, but God can only understand!" Huang Zhong said: "If you practice more, you will naturally have some understanding, and what you realize is what it is!" ”

"How long does it take to practice?"

"Look at the qualifications!"

Huang Zhong looked at Mu Jing and said, "Your qualifications are mediocre, you practice at sunrise, you are diligent day and night, if you practice for a few more years, you may have some understanding!" ”

"Made!"

Mu Jing's swordsmanship became angry: "Don't hit people in the face, this old guy is waiting, Uncle Ben's swordsmanship has been successful, and he will beat you for nine streets!" ”

Of course, this was just his thoughts.

In terms of his qualifications, in Zhang Ning's words, it is a miracle to be able to enter the realm of 'mixed yuan and a mouthful of anger', and if he wants to beat a fierce general like Huang Zhong, it is estimated that even if he is not in the next life, there is no hope in the next life.

Huang Zhong's martial arts, described in the words of Zhang Huo, the commander of the Taiping Divine Guard, have reached the point of disrespect of ghosts and gods, and his strength and blood have been integrated, and one person can guard the momentum of thousands of troops and hundreds of generals.

"Shizi, if you are determined to be on the battlefield in the future, you should practice long weapons!" After Huang Zhong, a martial arts master, gave him some advice on his swordsmanship, he suggested: "The sword is only suitable for the rangers of the rivers and lakes, not for battlefield fighting!" ”

There is no distinction between superior and inferior weapons, only suitable and unsuitable.

Some short blades are generally suitable for fighting between rangers and warriors, and it is okay to fight alone, flexible and dangerous, but if it is used on horseback, it is somewhat insufficient.

Only long weapons are suitable for battlefield charges.

"Then Uncle Zhong, what long weapon should I cultivate?" Mu Jing retracted his sword momentum and asked.

In this era, he could not do without the battlefield.

Therefore, Huang Zhong's suggestion was very reasonable, but he hadn't thought about what long weapons he wanted to cultivate.

"Gun, take the flexible way, if you can practice your marksmanship well, you may be able to fight on the battlefield!" Huang Zhong thought for a moment and said.

"Why not a knife?"

"Knife, one blade, one force, simple and heavy!"

Huang Zhong despised him very vaguely and said, "Your skill ...... I'm afraid I can't play the essence of the knife! ”

"Yes!"

Mu Jing knew that this was disgusting his lack of skills.

"Shizi, Mr. Drama is here!" Huo Yu walked up, handed him a face towel, and wiped his sweat.

Mu Jing handed him the sword in his hand, then picked up a faceless towel to wipe his sweat before he spoke: "Let him go to the lobby, I will go to see him after I take a bath and change clothes!" ”

"No!"

Huo Yu nodded.

"Uncle Zhong, that's all for today!"

"Okay!"

Huang Zhong nodded, turned around and left.

After Mu Jing bathed, he changed into a light blue robe, and then walked along the corridor and walked into the lobby, which is the middle hall, located in the third courtyard, spacious and bright.

"Dragon Figure!"

Xi Zhicai had already knelt in it, and when he saw Mu Jing walking in, he quickly stood up and bowed, this salute was more sincere than before.

"Brother Zhicai's new official has taken office, how can he have time to take care of me, an idler!"

Mu Jing walked to the position in front of the hall, knelt down, and said with a smile.

Beigong was imprisoned, inside and outside were guarded by the soldiers of the Northern Army, there was no news of the Son of Heaven, the ten permanent servants were like wild cranes with broken wings, and the government was controlled by the general He Jin.

Mu Jing's seal supervision order naturally continued.

There is an endless stream of people who want to kill him in this Luoyang City, but some people are afraid of the imprisoned Son of Heaven in the deep palace, and some people are afraid that Nanyang holds the seriously ill Mushan, so he will not be wiped out for a while.

But this official can't go on, the prince supervises the government, and the day after the general takes charge of the dynasty, he is taken down, the prince reads with him, and the seal supervision order is made, these official positions are all taken down, he is considered an unofficial and light, and he moved directly from the official office to the Xinhou Mansion.

"Long Tu said it was funny!" Xi Zhicai shook his head with a wry smile and said: "You are not an idler, you are still the sacrificial wine of Hongdu Menxue, and you are also an official position with a rank of 600 stones, and you are also an official of the imperial court." ”

"If you don't say it, I'll forget!"

Mu Jing laughed at himself: "Where is Hongdumenxue, does anyone know?" ”

Hongdu Gate Learning, in the past, Emperor Ling in order to fight against the Confucian students of Taixue, personally opened a school, if according to history, this should be the first specialized school, set up multiple subjects, but unfortunately in this world of Confucianism, after all, it is not enough to stand on it, and it has already been closed under the squeeze of Taixue and some scholars.

But before the Son of Heaven rewarded him, he also gave him the title of Hongdumen School Sacrificial Wine, probably because he had studied movable type printing, so the Son of Heaven thought that he had the talent to inherit the skills of the Mo family, and wanted him to reopen Hongdu Gate School.

But during this time, a printing supervisor has made the capital full of wind and rain, how can he have time to take care of any Hongdu sect.

Hongdu Gate doesn't know that Mujing is in that corner, so this sacrificial wine is just an empty name.

"Get down to business!" Xi Zhicai didn't want to listen to Mu Jing's complaints, so he got to the point, and said straight to the point: "Today's imperial edict has come down, and I am officially recruited as the supervisor of the seal, and the supervisor is Wei Zhongdao!" ”

"It seems that Lu Shangshu has put a lot of effort into it!"

Mu Jing was not surprised: "You can sit in the position of the superintendent, they have put a lot of effort into their operation, and it is also a compromise between the general and them, so I am not surprised, but Wei Zhongdao ...... These nobles have got their wish! ”

Although it is a pity that movable type printing is a pity, Mu Jing has never felt a pity for what cannot be kept.

Just when he makes a contribution to the progress of society.

Moreover, this skill does have an unparalleled effect on the progress of the times, but it is not complicated, since it has been taken out, it will be imitated sooner or later, and it must not be hidden.

After he couldn't keep the position of the supervisor, he sent several letters in a row, and he was so strong that the trick Zhicai and Bai Ding were sent to this position, which can be regarded as an explanation to the poor family in the world.

"Long Tu, you are wrong, now it's not Lu Shangshu, it's Taiwei Lu!" You said in a deep voice.

"Captain Lu? Yuan Feng is so easy to speak, shouldn't be! ”

Mu Jing squinted.

Once the son of heaven and a courtier, the general He Jin is in power, where the court is a hundred officials, there must be someone up, someone down, Lu Zhi as a clear stream, can be regarded as a giant in Shilin, he represents the power of the court, He Jin wants to stabilize the court, he naturally can't fall, but it's a little strange to go up.

Tai Lieutenant, when the three dukes of the dynasty, although the general is in power, the Tai Lieutenant is nothing, but the Tai Lieutenant also has the power to hold the military power, one is not careful, can disintegrate the general's military independence, this position, they dare to give Lu Zhi.

"The general personally ordered the general!" Xi Zhicai said softly: "News came from the west, Huangfu Song and Dong Zhuo fought a big victory, the Xiliang rebels encircled and suppressed Chen Cang for a long time, and when they were exhausted and desperate, they were counterattacked by Huangfu Song and Dong Zhuo, killing tens of thousands of rebels and killing thousands of miles away!" ”

"Got it!"

Mu Jing said: "He Butcher wants to balance the court, he doesn't want Yuan Feng and them to be dominant, after all, Huangfu Song's prestige is too high, but his influence is weakened, he is well versed in the art of the emperor, pull Lu Zhi and them out, but it is difficult to draw the skin and bones, and the tiger will eventually become a dog!" ”

He Jin is a bit of a scheming and a bit of a city, and his ability is naturally top-notch, but he is missing, vision, this point, he is not as good as today.

"Now that the prince is in charge, although the authority of the general is unparalleled, there are many loyal people in the court, and it is quite peaceful!"

Xi Zhicai said.

"Perhaps!"

Mu Jing shook his head in his heart, the current peace looks like Taiping, but it can only survive for a month or two, once the Son of Heaven dies, the world will eventually be chaotic, and the ten permanent attendants are not willing to wait for death.

If......

What is said is that if, if He Jin had enough courage that night to kill the ten permanent servants, maybe there would be a chance to change this ending, but unfortunately, he would not be able to achieve great things.

"I came today to ask about the ...... between Jingping Study and the Printing Superintendent."

"It's not that you want to ask, it's that they want to eat even Jingping's study, right?" Mu Jing said with a smile.

"You're guessing right again!"

"Between Jingping Study and Printing Supervisor, there have always been two systems!" Mu Jing said indifferently: "In the future, a relationship between Jingping Study and the Printing Supervision will form a supply and pick-up relationship, as for the scholars who want to eat some Jingping Study, it depends on whether their teeth are so good!" ”

"What if they decide to cut off food for Jingping's study?"

He is the supervisor of the printing superintendent, but he will never achieve the strength of Mujing, once the Shi clan oppresses, he can only choose to compromise, cut off the supply channel, Jingping Study will lose its current status.

"Out of food?"

When Mu Jing heard this, he said with a smile: "Our Jingping study will not die of hunger, and there is not only one printing supervisor in the world!" ”

"Nanyang!" Xi Zhi understood.

"Clever!"