"The fourth." Zhen Jian was dressed as a child and looked at the person in front of him who had lost his breath. Said with a sneer.

Since the day Zhen Jian received the Assassin training method from Li Chengqian, Zhen Jian has been rushing towards the Taiyuan Wang clan non-stop.

While rushing to the road, he practiced the assassin methods in the assassin training method, and as soon as he arrived at the Wang family, Zhen Jian had already mastered the assassin methods.

Although Li Chengqian's warning has always been in Zhen Jian's mind, the hatred of killing his father and mother is not shared. Zhen Jian still resolutely came to the Wang family. However, Zhen Jian did not forget what Li Chengqian said. Therefore, Zhen Jian did not go to the trouble of the main personnel of the Wang family.

Just kill some inconsequential people from the royal family.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, I have not forgotten what you said. However, I have a common enmity with the Wang family. I just can't help it. I promise you, I'll kill ten people and come back immediately. ”

Tai Chi Temple.

After a busy day, Li Chengqian dragged his tired body back to his Tai Chi Hall.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, how is the poetry conference?" When Qiu Lian saw Li Chengqian, she immediately came up and asked curiously.

After reading seven or eight thousand poems, Li Chengqian felt that he wanted to vomit when he heard the word poem, and he didn't want to answer Qiu Lian's question. As a result, I saw Qiu Lian's aggrieved look.

"It's okay." Li Chengqian hurriedly said.

To be honest, this is okay or Li Chengqian's highest evaluation of today's poetry conference. Li Chengqian finally knew why there were layers of selection in the ancient imperial examinations.

First, going directly to the palace for the exam is too time-consuming and energy-consuming. Second, the average level of this group of literati is the same as that of primary school. It is because of this that Li Chengqian will feel a little like vomiting when he hears the word poem now.

"Okay." Qiu Lian knew that Li Chengqian didn't want to say more, so she had to nod helplessly. "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are hungry. I'll go prepare a meal for you. ”

"Okay." Li Chengqian smiled, looking at Qiu Lian's departing back, Li Chengqian walked to his bed and lay down.

Li Chengqian is quite disappointed now, because this poetry conference is like a farce. Originally, Li Chengqian thought that the poetry conference attended by more than 10,000 literati would definitely be able to recruit many subordinates. As a result, after a busy day, except for a few award-winning people, almost all of the others were crooked melons and inferior dates. What is this called?

After the poetry conference ended, many literati wanted to follow Li Chengqian, and then came to Li Chengqian. However, Li Chengqian really has no shortage of idlers now, and what Li Chengqian lacks is talent.

Lying on the bed, Li Chengqian thought for a long time. A conclusion was finally reached.

Now the Tang Dynasty is still too poor after all. Although, historically, the Tang Dynasty was one of the most powerful empires. However, the early Tang Dynasty was really poor. What are the consequences of poverty? The consequence was that the cultural level of the common people in the early Tang Dynasty was not high.

Because books are expensive, paper is expensive, and the people have no money in their hands. Therefore, the really literate people are except for the officials and the children of the scholars. The level of education of the common people is very low. Even if there are countless people who come to study with all their fortunes in order to get an official position in the imperial court, it still has not changed the status quo of low education.

A person like Ma Zhou who was born poor, but has great ambitions and great talents. Looking at the entire Datang, there are not a few. In such an environment, Li Chengqian wants to find talents, and he has no objection to looking for a needle in a haystack.

At this moment, Li Chengqian really realized what it means to be a talent. The most important thing is that Li Chengqian does not know much about the history of Tang Zhenguan. At most, I only know a few people with great names.

After eating the dinner carefully prepared by Qiu Lian, Li Chengqian called Xue Rengui in.

The training method of peerless generals has been obtained, and Li Chengqian naturally wants Xue Rengui to start training. You can't just put a general on the side, just ignore it. Besides, Li Chengqian's life safety in the future will depend on Xue Rengui.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, what's the matter with me?" Xue Rengui touched his head and said with a smile.

"Do you want to be a big player?" Li Chengqian did not answer Xue Rengui's question, but asked rhetorically.

If you want to train Xue Rengui, you have to have Xue Rengui himself have this idea. Otherwise, just because Li Chengqian asked for it, Xue Rengui would definitely not be able to become a talent. Even if there is a glorious stroke in history, Xue Rengui's hope of becoming a talent is very slim. Only if you really like and yearn for something, will you continue to work hard for it. Constantly climb to the top. If you don't have any interest, then you might as well give up.

"Can I do it?" Xue Rengui thought about it and said a little unconfidently.

Xue Rengui was born in a family, although his family was poor, he also practiced martial arts since he was a child. There is still ability, and there is also yearning. But how many brave generals are there in the Tang Dynasty? Xue Rengui didn't believe he could stand out from it.

"If you have this idea, you can do it." Li Chengqian smiled and said.

Without much Xue Rengui, Li Chengqian already knew what Xue Rengui was thinking.

"Yes." Xue Rengui immediately nodded.

Xue Rengui has been here for two days, and he also has a preliminary understanding of Li Chengqian's personality. Naturally, he knew that the prince would not be untrustworthy. Although, Xue Rengui didn't know why Li Chengqian was so confident. However, Xue Rengui still chose to believe in Li Chengqian without hesitation.

Not for anything else, just for Li Chengqian's trust and the delicious meals made by Qiu Lian.

"Hmm." Li Chengqian nodded and continued. "Then you can show me what you have learned from martial arts since childhood, as well as your so-called innate divine power."

It's not enough to have a dream, and there are conditions to match. If not, then Li Chengqian can only wait a few years, wait for Xue Rengui to be stronger, and then hand over the peerless martial arts training method to him.

"Yes." Xue Rengui nodded solemnly. With Li Chengqian, he walked out of the prince's palace together.

After getting Li Chengqian's permission, Xue Rengui played a set of his family's ancestral boxing techniques.

I have to say that the level of the scholars is really unusual. Although Li Chengqian doesn't know boxing, he still has eyesight. Xue Rengui's punch was strong and powerful, if someone stood in front of Xue Rengui, Li Chengqian felt that Xue Rengui could punch that person to the ground and couldn't get up.

This has made Li Chengqian believe in the evaluation of Xue Rengui in history. However, Li Chengqian still wants to see more from Xue Rengui. Because, it is not particularly difficult to become a famous general, but it is a difficult thing to become a peerless general.

"Xue Rengui, what kind of weapon did you use?" Li Chengqian thought for a while and asked.

On the battlefield, it is not possible to solve the problem with fists and feet. On the battlefield, the most important thing is weapons. After all, if you don't use weapons, your enemies will definitely use them. You can't compare your fist to someone else's sword. There is no other explanation for this than death.