As one of the actions of the Qingluo Palace, the people of the Yama face can temporarily use the people in the palace to discuss together, even if they are wise into the demon, it is also a person's head, as the saying goes, everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high, and everyone uses their brains together to think of countermeasures and schedules, which will always reduce mistakes.

This is also Niu Wen in the initial management, a little bit of running-in, suffering and hardships summed up the experience, in the final analysis, he is also just an ordinary person, if he is left in the ancient times he is familiar with, he will not mention, but this era is completely without the slightest historical reference, it can be said that he crossed the river by feeling the stones, and on the whole he has done quite well, at least when he was a child, he showed that his intelligence was already called a monster.

Hand the bamboo slip in his hand to the red-faced Qingsha, who respectfully took it, looked through it roughly, and said slowly: "Wuding Pass changed hands, and Jingqian moved to the southern capital."

There are only nine words on the bamboo slip, the amount of information is too huge, and after Niu Wen and the others finished speaking, they said softly: "This is also expected, but where to move the capital and how to act next in the military policy are put on the agenda" After saying that, he looked at the crowd.

Kneeling on the ground, some of them groaned and pondered, some raised their heads and did nothing, and some were already writing on rice paper in front of them.

Niu Wen took everyone into his eyes, it seems that the inner branch here is still slightly inferior, too far worse than the inner branch hall in the Central Plains, and looked at the red-faced rakshasa quietly, the latter wiped his forehead in embarrassment, a little embarrassed, and bent down lower to stand beside Niu Wen.

Isn't that a trivial matter? For the red-faced Rakshasa to finally climb to this position, he can be named the red-faced Yama on the top, looking at his little brothers in front of him, he swore fiercely in his heart that after the black-faced Yama left, he would definitely train to the death.

Can't you blame these green-faced rakshasas, they don't know what it means to be sitting in front of them.

Qingluo Hall is staggered and horizontal, in the western countries, up to the purple waist and gold down to the clothes do not cover the body, all kinds of shuttles in the world, do not ask the name, do not ask the source, do not ask the status, only do the exchange of information, but also the exchange of equivalent information.

This is just the Qingluo Palace, and its real Yama Hall is even more in the shadows.

Niu Wen painstakingly operated, from nothing to a huge foundation deep-rooted, tribulation and pain and even bloodshed, are all trivial things, people only perseverance, as strong as a stubborn stone can not be defeated, so that lightning strikes are not broken.

A long time has passed, and Niu Wen has taken advantage of the free time to constantly read and approve many bamboo slip books.

The red-faced Qingsha saw that most of his subordinates were kneeling on the ground expressionlessly, so he signaled and got permission, and the five of them stood in front of the long table and waited, and finally passed them one by one and put them in their hands, staring ahead with their eyes and not looking at the contents.

The five of them took out the blank rice paper, placed it neatly on the long table, and bowed aside.

Niu Wen put down the bamboo slips in his hand, turned over the pages of rice paper and checked them, nearly 100 people's words, even if they were roughly swept, it would take a long time, so he waved his hand.

The red-faced rakshasa understood, signaled to the five people, blew a clever whistle, knelt down and got up to leave, and each returned to his duty post.

There may be more than 1,000 words on the rice paper, and there is only one sentence at the least, but it is very simple and shocking.

Niu Wen flipped through one of them, and there was only one word: stop, and the person's number was written below the rice paper: Rakshasa No. 35 in the fourth row

Such an interesting person, Niu Wen aroused his curiosity, and gestured to the red-faced rakshasa and pointed to the rice paper, and the latter bowed down and went to find someone.

Time passed, and the red-faced Rakshasa was leading a man behind him, with a medium stature, much lower than the red-faced Rakshasa and the strong man.

This man stood in front of the long table, bowed down neither humbly nor arrogantly, did not speak, and waited for the following.

Niu Wen nodded, pointed to the words on the rice paper, and said, "You wrote this?" ”

The blue-faced Rakshasa nodded, indicating that it was exactly what he had written.

"Okay, then I'll ask you" Niu Wen asked quietly, "What does this 'stop' mean?" ”

The green face looked at the red-faced rakshasa, and the latter nodded in agreement, before he spoke, a voice of a young man came: "Stop chasing, chase and catch, catch up"

Niu Wen thought carefully about the nine characters, but there was some taste.

Jingguo is suffering from external and internal troubles at the moment, but after all, the country of the thirteen states, in addition to the control, there are still eight states left, there is a way: the hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, if it is pressed too tightly, I am afraid that the sword and spear will grow until it goes down, and the net will be broken; Moreover, Qingluo Hall is in the dark under the general trend, it is best not to show it, you can have one more initiative, and one more initiative is to add one point to win; Finally, the land of the Eight Prefectures is located in the east, which can also be used as a buffer to avoid early contact with other countries.

Thinking about it like this, in Niu Wen's mind, a clear and long line gradually brightened, don't care about the gains and losses of one state and one place, you must know the truth that people and lands are lost, and people and places exist, it seems that he is indeed in a hurry, and a little general is slowly tolerated, which is the best policy.

"It's a little interesting" Niu Wen was in a happy mood, looked at the red-faced rakshasa and said, "Let me see me at the cultivated land tomorrow"

When the latter heard this, a trace of envy leaked from his eyes, but in an instant, he was hidden in his heart, and he bowed down

The blue-faced Rakshasa had a hint of surprise in his eyes, but bowed down to express his gratitude.

Niu Wen nodded, waved his hand, and saw the latter bow and take three steps back to leave, and looked at the bamboo slips and books on the long table, and suddenly his head was big, no wonder he often received news that there were not enough employees, hey..... I'm so hard!!

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Far away in Hongzhou Hongcheng Mansion, Gongzi Yu stroked his forehead, his face was sad, in the study, everyone talked softly, no one expected that there was such a big force entrenched in Jingguo, the progress of the two states of Qing and Jiang was extremely slow, and the front line came again and again to make disturbances, it didn't matter if you checked, the stick was stretched too short, and it was directly stabbed into the hornet's nest.

Everyone in the study room is a little helpless, the matter is big, no one dares to act arbitrarily, can only discuss countermeasures around their own son-in-law, if it is really hostile, it will not be cowardly, but this is not a good opportunity moment, the truth of hurting the enemy is one thousand and losing eight hundred, everyone present still knows.

Gongziyu is also overstretched, lacking a real confidant around him, who can sit in the study, and is talented, but without the talent of the world, even a little strategic direction and strategy cannot provide reliable or effective advice.

"Childe, I'm just a little learned, and I can't think of a good way" The next person said with embarrassment, I still have to come out of this matter, grandma's, I complained in my heart

"I don't think I don't want to talk about it, but I don't dare to say it," said an arrogant voice at the end of the room.