Jiangnan, Chuzhou, by Maiqing Lake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, it is already the middle of February, and the south is in a good time for spring flowers to bloom, and the birds and flowers by the lake are fragrant, and the scenery is endless.

In a gorgeous courtyard with the characteristics of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, a young man sits by a mahogany window, writing something. Occasionally, he would raise his head and look at the two girls who were fighting each other's swords outside, one of them was practicing a swordsmanship called Xuanji Sword Dance, and the other was originally a sword dance master in the capital.

The girl named Xiaomeng, this time, wore a beautiful skirt with spring colors, willow blue, covered with Yang Fei's color placket and half arm, and the half arm was embroidered with a small bottle and quail, which means "peace and security". Her opponent is still the big red shirt she is used to, and the light blue jacket and pants are under the skirt. The two of them wore the same style of flower buns, and their beautiful faces shone under the collision of sword light.

If it was a more leisurely time, Ning Jiang might have enjoyed their beautiful and flawless dynamic beauty like a sword dance, but now, it was indeed difficult for him to have such a mood.

Pulled down the curtains, and while thinking, he finished writing the letter to Qin Mo and Qin Kan, called the little girl in, and asked her to send the letter out through the secret channel of the Heaven and Earth Society, and then he took out another letter, opened it and looked at it for a while.

At this time, more than half a month has passed since the end of Mount Tai's sealing of Zen.

In this half month, the land of Huaxia can be said to be unusually quiet.

Although many people feel that the world should also change, but when this huge change is unavoidable, more people are subconsciously overwhelmed, shocked, and watching, whether it is the chaotic battlefield in the southwest or the prosperous capital of Haojing, at this moment, everyone is silent.

It's like the calm before the storm, not even the wind can feel the slightest, only the layers of dark clouds, accumulated above everyone's heads, can't be touched, but bring people desperate and deep depression.

In the Taishan Sealing Zen, the golden sword of unknown origin actually did not completely defeat Emperor Wenxing, but even so, it completely crushed the Ziwei Xingyuan and pierced into Emperor Wen's golden body. The tone is lost at a breakneck rate.

Ning Jiang tried it, at this moment, the scope of his temperament was at most equivalent to the previous four or five people, and he was still the champion. For other Jinshi, the most literary tone is to compare two or three people.

And the literary spirit possessed by the people is basically negligible now that Emperor Wen's star wall was destroyed and Emperor Wen's golden body was pierced.

After leaving Longhu Mountain, he and Zhang Zhichi, the law enforcement real person of Longhu Mountain, jointly wrote to the imperial court, accusing the Nanjian Xuanwei Division of falsely accusing him of being a thief, and the complaint even hinted that the practice of the Nanjian Xuanwei Division was very likely to be forced by the officials to rebel against the people, so that the Daomen and many people in the rivers and lakes were forced to be enemies of the imperial court, and even made Yueling fall into a chaotic situation like the southwestern states.

For the imperial court, at this time, where can you still take care of Yueling? Fearing that Yueling would be affected by the riots of the Southwest Seven Road, the imperial court almost immediately sent a messenger to pacify Longhu Mountain and various Daomen, Zhao Shen was already dead anyway, and he was no longer held accountable, and Qiu Tianling, the deputy envoy of consolation, was forced to bear all the responsibility and was escorted to the capital, but on the way, a group of heroes suddenly killed, chopped him into meat sauce, and roared away.

The battle situation in the southwest became strange at this moment, and when the Confucian generals' tone became more and more difficult to play a role, the officers and soldiers did not know how to fight at all. And the rebel forces suddenly became hesitant, and everyone was watching and hesitating.

Ning Jiang understood their thoughts, they were originally just ordinary people who couldn't survive and were forced to rebel by the government, they were forced to rebel, under the strong pressure of the officers and soldiers, they were able to unite and fight against the oppressive court and gentry together, but if Confucianism and Taoism really collapsed, it would mean that the world was in chaos, and they not only had the opportunity to become a force on one side, but even had the opportunity to tear the land and become kings. The righteous army who asked for the people's lives and the heroic who was the king of the land were actually in a thought, facing a huge temptation, who could maintain the original intention?

In such a situation of great changes, should we continue to join forces to deal with the officers and soldiers, or should we take the lead in annexing other surrounding forces to strengthen ourselves and prepare for the great chaos in the world in the future? Seeing that it is no longer possible for officers and men to counter the rebellion in the southwest, and with the pressure greatly reduced, it is possible to avoid infighting among the "rebel armies" from all walks of life, and no one can stop this.

The barbarians and Xiling have not moved yet, perhaps waiting to see how much Huaxia's cultural atmosphere will be weakened, or waiting for the ice and snow to melt. In the previous life of Ningjiang, because there was no "meteorite from the sky" this vision, Mount Tai sealed Zen in the summer, after Emperor Wen's golden body was destroyed, the barbarians immediately went south, but this time, Mount Tai sealed Zen changed in the first month, and many things naturally became different.

The court is doing its best to save all this, and the Son of Heaven has issued edicts one after another, leading the ministers to fast, and **** to worship in the direction of Mount Tai. The great Confucians got together, forgot to sleep and eat, and argued about whose fault it was. Even last year's champion Lang won the champion, but resigned from the official position and went to such disloyal and unfilial things, he was taken out and whipped, and almost came to the important conclusion that the reason why such a major event happened was all the fault of the new champion.

Until someone thinks that a mere teenager will not cause the world to shake, everyone is right to think about it, so once again "all parties are guilty, the sin is in the holy bow", and Song Shao, the son of heaven, had to think anxiously, thinking about what he did wrong, provoking the induction of heaven and man, and the wrath of God, so he continued to make an edict against himself, and finally fell ill on the dragon couch in the saliva of the ministers.

Ning Jiang had no intention of laughing at the stupidity of the court, just because they had indeed maintained the Great Zhou Dynasty for 800 years in this way, and even if someone put forward different opinions, those opinions would soon be drowned out by the "correct" approach. He can easily see through the ridiculousness in it, but because he is a time-traveler, but the limitations of the times are by no means so easy to break through for the people in it.

It's a pity that the "correctness" of these 800 years is all based on the entire Confucianism, Taoism, and cultural system, and when this foundation is destroyed, many things must be changed, but at any time, change is not an easy task.

The letter that Ning Jiang was reading was written by Zhang Shao.

At this time, Zhang Shao, Wu Yunmei, and Qin Ze were already choosing a new address to conduct research on "chemistry".

Speaking of chemistry, the current focus is naturally on gunpowder. Gunpowder is a weapon on the battlefield, but once it is used, the loss of the recipe is almost inevitable.

Despite this, before entering Longhu Mountain, Ning Jiang had already asked Qin Mo and Qin Kan outside to use the network of the Heaven and Earth Society, as well as the treasures of the Marquis of Xiao Sui, to collect saltpeter among the people.

Ning Jiang knew that the formula of gunpowder was not complicated, but what really affected the large-scale use of gunpowder was saltpeter, and most of the naturally available saltpeter was concentrated around the folk pigsty and latrines. The refining of nitrate ore is much more difficult. Being one step ahead and collecting saltpeter on a large scale can make the formula of gunpowder unsuitable for the enemy even if it is exposed.

And the Hechong Gate controlled by the Heaven and Earth Club has the legitimacy of collecting saltpeter, just because of the cooling effect of saltpeter, making it an indispensable material for driving corpses and transporting corpses. At most, there is a reason to say that there are too many dead people in the southeast, and when it comes to summer, the demand is too great, and prepare in advance, and no one will care about this in an era when no one has really begun to pay attention to gunpowder.

What's more, He Chongmen is the lower ninth rate of the lower nine streams, and those high-ranking characters look at them too much, and they don't care what they are doing at all.

At this time, Qin Mo and Qin Kan had already connected with Zhang Shao's side, and the new earth method of nitrate refining provided by Ningjiang had also begun. In the past, because it was underground, the test of new gunpowder was only limited to the continuous improvement of the formula, but now, the application of "explosive packs" has also begun to be put on the agenda. Fortunately, now, the Nanjian Xuanwei Division no longer dares to trouble them, and there are many mountains and mountains, and Taoism's research on this kind of thing is a normal thing in the eyes of others.

Ning Jiang knew that the storm that swept China was inevitable, and in which direction the whole situation would develop, at this moment, even he couldn't grasp it. The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover, and at this time, he can only prepare for the worst with the greatest preparation......

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That night, the full moon hung high in the sky.

In the forest, a little black cat climbed up the branch and meowed like a baby girl at the full moon in the sky.

On the grass on the other side, Ning Xiaomeng sat auspiciously, sitting under the moon without moving, with a sword inserted by her side, and the sword body and the mysterious light faintly emanating from her body reflected each other.

Chun Jianli walked under the tree at the other end, looked up at the knife on the branch, and then looked at the girl under the moon. The moonlight in the sky is like being attracted by a knife, with mysterious points of light, flowing around the knife. She thought to herself, could this be the legendary "absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon"?

And beside Xiao Meng, the sword, obviously no one held it, suddenly buzzed, making a trembling sound, as if the whole sword was vibrating.

Chun Jianli stared at it with wide eyes for a moment, wondering how the hell did this happen?

If it is witchcraft such as ghosts, it is naturally feasible to operate weapons or objects through the evil spirits of sacrifice, for example, the black pomegranate is to control the poisonous needle through a very small flying Gu worm, but Xiaomeng obviously does not know witchcraft. However, the constantly vibrating sword body seemed to be one with her, which made Chun Jianli extremely surprised in her heart.

At this time, Chun Jianli already knew that the martial arts practiced by Xiaomeng was called Xuanji Sword Dance, but even if she was well-informed, she had never heard of this kind of swordsmanship before.

Then again, could it be that Ning Jiang could really understand the cultivation method of animals from that Nine Yin True Scripture, so that the knife could cultivate into a monster in the future?

Chun Jianli felt that he was a little whimsical.

Walking through the forest and looking up, the full moon was like a silver platter, shining brightly. In these months, she really saw the full moon for the first time, in the months under Longhu Mountain, not to mention the full moon, even the moon could not be seen, and when she came out of Longhu Mountain, the Lantern Festival had passed.

Now that I think about it, the few months I was trapped in the ancestral cave of Longhu Mountain, although I was blocked by officers and soldiers outside, I was actually really leisurely, except for practicing every day, the rest of the time was to fight and make trouble, and I was angry with that guy if I was not careful.

After coming out, although the matter was resolved, he seemed to have become busy all of a sudden, and in the past half a month, he didn't have much time to accompany her and Xiaomeng. This morning, she and Xiaomeng practiced swords outside his window, if it was before, he would definitely read it with interest, and sometimes comment a few words, and then he her off, thinking that he obviously didn't know martial arts and talked a lot.

But this morning, he actually drew the curtains, as if they were afraid that they would disturb him.

She pursed her lips, feeling a little depressed, but she still didn't dare to disturb him after all. After all, who is he? She wanted to be his help, but if there was really something, he always told Qin Wuyan and Xiaoya'er to do it. He laughed and was angry with her, as if he didn't make her angry, he was unwilling, and she always couldn't do anything about him, and he was actually a little happy in his heart, but in the end, she neither became his woman, nor was she his sister.

So is she staying by his side just her own dead face? Does he really have a place in his heart that belongs to her?

I don't know why, on the first full moon night after leaving the ancestral cave sky, she was inexplicably troubled.

When she came to a pavilion outside the forest, she pulled out her sword and practiced her sword.

The Three-Element Flowing Bead Mind Method was urged, and the heart, body, and mind turned into the fire of samadhi, and with the whirring swing of her sword. This is something she was able to do in the past through the magic of self-harm and the effect of activating the Holy Phoenix Blood, but now, it is already easy to do.

The firelight slanted two large circles, her delicate body rotated in the air, her legs were quickly staggered under the skirt, and she stabbed back like thunder, and with a bang, the firelight suddenly bloomed, like a short-lived firework, gorgeous, and inflamed.

"Hmm......" A voice came at this time.

Chun Jianli put away her sword and turned around, holding her sword and bowing to the pavilion: "Master! ”

At this time, when he just arrived, a boy was already standing on the pavilion with his hands on his chest, and this boy was naturally the Batboy.

Since rescuing the little girl that day, he has taken Chun Jianli as an apprentice, and in the days when they temporarily lived by Maiqing Lake, he would appear here every time he arrived, instructing her in swordsmanship, and he would usually leave in an hour.

Chun Jianli is actually very curious, since he is her and Xiaomeng's master, why don't he also live here, always coming and going? But Xiaomeng said it, because he is a "bat" son, bats always come out at night, and they are seen during the day, is it still a bat? After listening to it, Chun Jianli felt that it made sense, and she was speechless.

(To be continued.) )