[Two is even more nonsense...... The little black room is absolutely unusable...... Stuck with seven or eight hundred words......]

White Tiger Mountain, the third floor of Yuelai Inn.

King Yan sat alone by the window, and Li Jin stood aside.

A few days ago, he had said several times that "the dishes on the mountain are monotonous, and the food is tasteless", so Xiu'er decided to learn the skills of cooking.

Yan Xiaoyi summoned Zhen Liang at the foot of the mountain, and after discussing, he asked Xiu'er to learn from the cooks of Yuelai Inn. And the place of Yan Dawang's daily activities also has a Yuelai Inn.

The winter sun, warm and lazy, crawled over the pane and caressed Yan Xiaoyi's body. It always makes him feel lazy and can't lift his spirits.

The surrounding movements, the sound of chariots and horses, gradually faded away, and I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

It wasn't until someone mentioned the word "King Yan" that he suddenly woke up. Listen carefully, it was a few people on the second floor talking about something.

"Thousands of displaced people have come here, and the Baihu Mountain is busy, and the king of Yan has called the villagers to help and the county officials to help, but why don't you see him ask us Confucian scribes?"

"Hehe, with Yuan Benchu's words first, the little king is afraid that he will also have scruples. Don't forget what some people in Shilin said! ”

"Yuan Benchu hurt people a lot!"

"Alas! I really hope that this King Yan can carry out a 'Great Contest of Scripture', so that we and other literati will have the opportunity to climb the White Tiger Mountain!" ”

"How many of you, can you have more Shilin bones? This Yan Xiaoer professes to be an immortal, why don't you see him soaring in the daytime, why don't you see him giving people immortality? One of them was different from the others, and seemed to have a prejudice against King Yan, "He is afraid that he has other plans for relieving the homeless people like this, right?" Yuan Benchu said, the messer, this Yan Xiao'er is also ......"

"Yuan Benchu said that the chaos may be a bit too much. In the past few days, you and I have been at the foot of the White Tiger Mountain, but I have not seen any uncomfortable actions or disobedience from the disciples of the White Tiger Inner and Outer Sects. ”

"It's not up to you to decide whether you disobey or not. Yan Xiao'er's name of 'demon' is not."

Hearing those people talking about the possibility of him "plotting to cause chaos", Yan Xiaoyi shook his head. I have been in the late Han Dynasty for a long time, and I don't know when the mind of dominating the world began to weaken. He had "come" from the era of peace, and although he had always retained the vision of "riding a thousand horses and winning a decisive victory on the battlefield", he instinctively resisted bloodshed and killing.

And in the past few days, when he was relieving the homeless, looking at the faces full of sorrow and suffering, and looking at the groups of children whose parents had died and who were lonely, he completely dispelled the idea of fighting for hegemony.

There are not many ambitious ambitions, and it is enough to have rice and food, relatives to accompany them, and friends to play with.

Competing for the world, it sounds good. But with that hard work and intriguing kung fu, it is better to live a good life by yourself. When the ability is small, he will collect some believers and accumulate some prestige; When the ability is great, it will ensure the stability of one party and help the people of one place. After honestly, I waited for Xiao Xiaoyi to grow up, and then married Xiu'er as a daughter-in-law.

In the process, he can also rely on the "Heroes of the Three Kingdoms VII" system to transform the late Han Dynasty in this time and space into the world he wants.

Think about it, one day on the White Tiger Mountain, Zhuge Kongming wore a long robe and a long sword, stood in the wind, and bowed his hands as a salute: "After the end of the school, Zhuge Liang entered Zhuge Liang, and challenged the same disciple Sima Zhongda by name, please ask the king for permission!" ”

Such a scene, in Yan Xiaoyi's view, is far better than "report the king!" Zhuge Junshi and General Zilong broke Yuan's army in Juancheng, destroying the enemy's leaders and annihilating more than 10,000 enemies."

As for how the court family reacted, King Yan gradually stopped thinking about it now. He is confident that he has a "system" by his side, and in a little time, he will be able to put aside a dissent.

"Bang dang!"

When King Yan was imagining the future, there was a sudden commotion downstairs.

"You guys, please! The inn does not accept those who talk about the rights and wrongs of the king! ”

"Dog guts! You're just a small guy, how dare you expel a few of us! ”

"Get out!"

Yan Xiaoyi looked out from the window lattice on the third floor, and the five men with scarves were driven out by the inn boys, and they were so angry that they scolded "vertical sons, cheap slaves". One of the men even scolded Baihu Mountain and King Yan together: "You fools, don't you know that Yan Xiao'er is really a 'demon thief'......"

King Yan shook his head, he didn't know where this person came from, he dared to speak falsely in his "dojo", he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

Sure enough, before the man finished speaking, a homeless man who was working in the inn was furious when he heard this, shouted "Shut up", rushed out, and kicked his flying feet.

"Ahh

The man screamed and was kicked to the ground, gnawing on the mud and breaking half of his front teeth. Before he could get up, a few half-sized children who were playing in front of the inn ran over with mud balls and thin branches, and without saying a word, they were beaten and smashed.

"What right do people like you have to praise and belittle the king?"

"The king of heaven and man has passed into the world, there are countless living people, and the name of benevolence has been spread in the state and county, how can this ignorant person be insulted! Beat! Kill it! ”

"Little donkey, suck his immoral mouth!"

Countless homeless people and villagers surrounded them, pointing at a few people, and ridiculing and sarcastic.

It was not until the arrival of the patrol team that the further development of the situation was stopped. Yan Xiaoyi shook his head, no longer paying attention, and instead thought about what the man said before.

How to recruit scribes?

In the form of a "great comparison of scriptures"?

Or is it a form of "examination" in later generations?

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Changge, the official military academy.

The soldiers and generals were in an uproar because of Pan Feng's words.

When Pan Feng first arrived at the camp, the officers and soldiers were not familiar with its combat strength, so there was no way to compare. However, the opponents he invited to fight were well-known and well-known figures throughout the battalion.

Tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, from generals to pawns, when it comes to fighting bravely, Sima Sun Jian of the Zuojun can be called the first!

His subordinates Zu Mao and Han Dang generals are the first to fight and are unmatched.

The people invited by Pan Feng are these people!

"Good, good! Just let me Han Dang meet you madman! ”

"A certain Cheng Pu is also! Arrogant child, receive a spear from Cheng Pu! ”

"I'm mad at me! Zu Mao will not spare you! ”

"Sun Jing is here!"

The four generals under the account of Sima Sun Jian of the Zuojun Army, each holding a spear, a snake spear, a double knife, and a halberd, stepped on the school ground, and surrounded the fanatic surnamed Pan with a cruel smile.

Even if they belong to the same Han camp, they cannot distinguish between life and death. But this battle must be a severe humiliation of the madman before the anger in their hearts can be vented.

"Ah Weng, when did Pan Qiuhuang become so arrogant?!" Du Peng frowned. Even if he is as brave as Master Zhang, he will not say such a big thing. With one enemy and four generals, do you think these are bandits?

"Pan Qiuhuang, as one of the six true legends of White Tiger Mountain, is very much welcomed by the little king. Although his martial arts are slightly inferior, he has been given several immortal methods and obtained several immortal treasures, and his strength should not be underestimated. Moreover, Guan Yunchang and Xiahou Yuanrang, if they are allowed to take the stage, it must be because they can win. Eucommia analyzed the situation for his son.

The first few days were in a hurry, and there was no time to speak much. Seeing that although his son was calmer and more introverted than before, he was obviously silent, so he was a little worried, so he took this opportunity to talk to Du Peng.

Du Peng was a little unconvinced, and said: "On the Julu battlefield before, Xuande Gong once analyzed that the so-called immortal law should be the ability to control the earth, water, fire, and wind, and the power is slightly insufficient, but it is enough to deter the battlefield and change the situation of the battle. But if you want to talk about solo martial arts, I'm afraid the gain is not big, right? ”

"How many immortal methods have you just seen?" Du Zhong shook his head, and said, "Good boy, as soon as this Taiping thief is over, you will go back to the mountain with me to meet the king!" ”

"Ah Weng, I agreed with Master Zhang, I want to follow him!"

"Then let Master Zhang go back to the mountain together!"

"Well, that's a matter for later. Look, those four will play! ”

……

"Fanatics! Are you going to fight the four of us empty-handed? ”

Zu Mao shook the double knife in his palm and asked.

Pan Feng stretched out his hand, and [Dragon Knife and Gun] was in his hand.

Immortal soldiers?

Zu Mao and Sun Jing suddenly became vigilant, and most of their anger dissipated, and they raised their swords and dealt with them carefully.

"Don't delay the effort, let's go together!"

Pan Feng made a provocative remark again, Zu Mao was ruthless, jumped forward quickly, and slashed straight over with two knives.

"Bloody Knife!"

A cold breath penetrated to the bone, and with Pan Feng's whispering, it spread on the stage. The spear in his hand has been wrapped in frost, forming a cyan giant knife, cold and domineering!

"Bang!"

Sun Jing and the three of them endured the sudden coldness, and they were about to rush forward when they stomped their feet, but they saw that Zu Mao in front of them was slashed to the ground by that Pan Feng, and he fainted on the spot.

"Daiei!"

Han Dang and the three of them were shocked and angry, and they raised their troops together to attack forward!

Pan Feng laughed, didn't dodge or dodge, just in front of the sharp spear of the spear, the long knife slashed obliquely and spun suddenly.

A clump of ice cubes appeared out of thin air, wrapping the three of Han Dang and Zu Mao on the ground, turning into four ice crystals!

Crystal clear, like four pieces of possessed ice armor.

Pan Feng flicked his fingers and "ding" sounded.