It's one thing to be intellectual, it's another thing to be emotional.

Sometimes the more intellectually calculated, the more emotionally uncontrollable, Wang Mingcheng has been dreaming for several nights in a row, dreaming of Di Axue. Bo Xiaolu's performance, he was disgusted, but he was happy in his heart, compared himself with Bo Xiaolu's vulgarity, and secretly glanced at Di Axue.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, as soon as he glances, his heart tugged, Di Axue was also looking at him, the two of them collided with each other, and they were a little flustered.

Bo Xiaolu also glanced at Di Axue.

He's a little sober, this steel knife is ready, can he shout nonsense? In case Sister Ah turns around as a joke, Brother knows about it, and he is finished again.

These people were all invited by Brother, and he threatened that the steel knife was ready, according to this, it meant that he could "snap" and hack the two to death, and Brother T he was also preparing the steel knife when he turned around.

Seeing that Di Axue didn't smile, he was relieved, and remembered the tradition of the Eastern Xia court, so he said loudly: "Vote." In the end, we will vote on whose proposition it is. ”

Wang Mingcheng sighed.

Under the nose are all Dongxia people.

They know each other, and they may also praise each other, except for a few who came early and knew themselves well and listened to their own ideas, who supported them when they voted? It is those few, and it is not necessarily whether they support themselves or not when they vote. After closing his eyes for a while, he really wanted to leave him in the way, but he still stood firm, and when he had already begun to come to power to win support, he calmly objected: "I don't support the vote." Where the dark river is, it doesn't mean that there are more people in it, it is there, we have to respect the facts. ”

Bo Xiaolu was shocked by his words.

yes.

If only everyone supported that where the dark river is, there will be a dark river.

Everyone didn't know that the general who came was Bo Xiaolu, but now they all know.

Bo Xiaolu's reputation in Dongxia is known for being fierce, and everyone is afraid that he will not be able to step down, and they are even more afraid that he will do something that will make the Dongxia people shameful.

Even the counselor who quarreled with Wang Mingcheng the most fiercely. Bo Xiaolu parted, and everyone walked towards Wang Mingcheng. The person who had the loudest voice during the quarrel immediately stopped in front and said with a dark face, "Master." What do you want? It's between us. You have to manage, you have to manage it right. ”

Wang Mingcheng's heart was hot.

In fact, he quarreled with these Dongxia literati, but he knew that it was all for the sake of what method to use, and he was originally afraid that these Dongxia people were xenophobic and afraid of voting, but he didn't expect that people would get on the bar with Bo Xiaolu first.

Bo Xiaolu's face was deformed.

It's not that he has been more or less cultivated in the past few years, in Dongxia in the past few years, there are more and more people with character, and he is not strange to see more, ensuring that he has been fierce.

You have been arguing for a few days, saying a way not to let it be used, not to let it be used, and to train me in front of me.

Bo Xiaolu looked at a group of scribes who were eyeing him, for fear of attracting the anger of the public, and he no longer had the right to speak, so he changed his tone and said: "Actually, the king has something to say." Speaking of voting, I want to look at you and our own talents in Dongxia. Since you don't agree, let me ask someone to come to the front. ”

The scribe let out an "oh" and stepped out of the way.

Bo Xiaolu actually wanted to see Wang Mingcheng for a long time and test it with his own eyes, although he was known for his ferocity, but if Wang Mingcheng really became Di Axue's husband, he would always have a good relationship with others, and his family order was afraid that he would interfere with others, so he didn't let him go, plus he was busy with military training, so he didn't go. Standing in front of Wang Mingcheng this time, he had the impression that on the day he came, he met him halfway.

Bo Xiaolu took a closer look and felt quite satisfied.

Anyway, Diao is satisfied, and he is satisfied, and this is the main thing.

Dia Bird also mentioned it to him in the letter, otherwise he would not have scared the ice leopard. He nodded secretly, very respectful, and opened his mouth to "Wang Xianggong", saying, "Xianggong follow me to the front." He never called others Xianggong in his mouth, because in the year in Diaoyin, everyone called Diao Niao "Di Xiao Xianggong", which entered his heart, and he shouted "Xianggong" when he wanted to see people, so he felt that he pushed others to the same position as Brother.

Even if there are a few real "ministers" in Dongxia now, he will not be honorific.

But at this moment, he used this title to show respect, and hurriedly led the way. Wang Mingcheng was quite surprised, and he also looked at him a few times, but only a few glances. Wang Mingcheng's first impression was that he was a scoundrel, and he was not polite to him, and strode forward. More often, he is not like a native of the Central Plains, but like a native of Dongxia, saying that if I go up to talk about the Tao, I will go...... Turning from Di Axue's side, he stood in front of everyone and looked at everyone.

He began, saying, "I don't know what your king left behind, and I don't know why you reacted so strongly to my claims. I hope you will support my claim. I know that your achievements in the Eastern Xia are great, all of which are the credit of all of you here, but in the accumulation of the earth, you are not enough, although you have geometry to use, and you have a new style of map, but you must admit that many of you are carpenters who are halfway monks. You must not be satisfied with this, but if you who are more knowledgeable think about it, many people still think that there really is a palace of gods in the desert, and this should be the knowledge that the surveyor should know? Yes, many people who have gone deep into the sea have said that they have seen it, but it does not exist, and this palace of gods and men has a name, and only those who sail to the sea know it, it is called a mirage. Many people don't even know this, and students are more convinced of their own ideas. ”

The crowd began to whisper.

Bo Xiaolu yelled: "Calm me down." Do you know what a building in the sea, if you don't study well, you will quarrel. ”

Getting the opportunity, Wang Mingcheng said again: "Maybe the phenomenon of mirage does not affect your judgment, even in the Central Plains, those who often go to sea also think that this is an island pavilion where the gods live, but I want to say here that this is not true." Yes, after all, we are talking about the dark river, but you guys, there are two very basic judgments, which are called 'water goes low' and 'there are water and plants', right? You agree on both, right? ”

One of the people close to agreed, "Yes." ”

Wang Mingcheng said: "Since you are in favor, the most fundamental basis for us to do this is there. It doesn't rain all year round, and the sand wind and quicksand roll...... Well, is there any other way to gather water? Without. Since this is the case, where there is water, we can simply judge that the terrain is low-lying and there are plants. I know you're saying that there will always be a half-root of grass growing where there is no hair, how can you judge all of them. Right. We won't judge them one by one, even if the strata are different, even if the dark river passes through some places, you can't dig out the water, but it doesn't matter, how many of these points will be found and connected by connecting these points? ”

He asked, "What do you tell me will be?" Is this a dark river? ”

He also said: "We are not looking everywhere, after all, there are some historical materials and parchment scrolls that have been recorded, after all, there are existing water outlets, and there is a faint pattern, we are not looking for Hanhai, but there is a range." Monk Huiyuan, you know, once he passed by the Hanhai Sea, he couldn't find water, he felt that he was about to die, he was afraid that the staff would fall to the ground with him, and he wanted to bury its roots, what was the result? Squirted. He said it was a miracle, I said it was a geological formation. That's where I come in. So I ask you to do as I do. ”

In the silence of everyone and Bo Xiaolu's deliberate applause, he thought for a moment and said: "You have to find it from the source, or look for it in reverse, this is not a way, because whether it is the source and end of the dark river, we are still hypothetical, not to mention that the water flowing through the ground does not appear at all in a certain section, and may even remain under the rock layer." So, I don't agree with how sure you think you are. ”

Suddenly, someone asked aloud, "But what if I can't find it?" Are you sure you'll find it? Do you dare to establish a military order? ”

Bo Xiaolu immediately spoke for Wang Mingcheng again: "Since Brother decided to look for the dark river, it has been four or five years. Did you find it? Have you made a military warrant? How can you treat such a thing as a war? ”

He asked for Diaxue's opinion: "Yes. Sister. ”

With a "sister", Wang Mingcheng turned his head suddenly.

He was a little excited, but he didn't control himself, and asked on the spot, "Is she your sister?" "All of a sudden, everything was coherent together, why did he seem domineering and scoundrel...... Di Axue said angrily: "Don't call me Sister." Ask your prince to go. You have been talking for a long time, don't you just want to follow his opinion? Look at the way you look at this moment, are you interesting? Hot face sticks to people's cold ass. ”

Bo Xiaolu didn't dare to say anything.

He heard the smell, and he didn't say it to himself.

Wang Mingcheng didn't dare to say more, and when he asked in public, he had already become a big red face. But the audience reacted, and a counselor pulled down his nameplate, strode over, and put it at Wang Mingcheng's feet. Wang Mingcheng was wondering, and the counselor said, "I agree with Wang Gongzi's proposition. Rather than fight for us, let's do what he does. Maybe he can really help us find the dark river, doesn't he say that he was invited by the king from the Central Plains? Who is the king? The king invited him, and there was a reason to invite him. I'll quit the argument ......," and strode to the side.

Immediately afterwards, a scribe stepped forward, stood on Wang Mingcheng's side, and said loudly: "I still stand by my opinion. He ripped off his nameplate and placed it at his feet.

Bo Xiaolu began to worry, stood aside and said slowly: "Don't everyone think that where the dark river is, where is the dark river?" ”

But he really can't influence these Eastern Xia literati.

People say that the people of Dongxia are ashamed, that is, in the past few years, the literati of Dongxia are all arrogant, hard and ashamed, although Zhang Tietou is an iron head, he has hit a pimple, and he has been praised and belittled, but he can't help others, but the king has come forward to teach him to do something wrong, how can he not dare to listen to objections.

Today, Bo Xiaolu is also destined to have a small pimple.

One after another, Wen Shen stepped forward, pulled down his nameplate, lowered his head and put it on the ground, and some people took the initiative to go up, stand aside, and put the nameplate for themselves.

Bo Xiaolu felt faceless, retreated to Di Axue's side, and began, whispering: "Brother taught them badly. The true religion is broken. If I really have a steel knife, I don't think any of them will take Lao Tzu seriously. ”