When Xi Zhicai heard the lord's name for himself, his face was even more bloodless, he knelt on the ground and refused to get up, and even wanted to slap himself a few times, and said in a trembling voice: "Cough... Cough... The minister knew that he was wrong, and he would never do it again in the future. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Seeing that the expected effect had been achieved, Liu Zhi no longer embarrassed him, and said sincerely: "Zhicai is too worried, I don't mean to blame you, the Qing family still gets up first, and we will say it slowly if there is anything to say." ”

Xi Zhicai stood up tremblingly, gently wiped the sweat on his forehead, moved his eyes elsewhere, and never dared to meet Liu Yan's eyes, only to feel a majestic momentum, and he couldn't breathe.

After a long time, Liu Bian retracted the momentum on his body, and Xi Zhicai's mood was greatly relaxed, he exhaled lightly, coughed and wheezed: "Cough... Cough... Lord, this matter will be arranged by the minister, and the most appropriate minister must be selected. ”

Liu Wei smiled slightly, signaling that he agreed with his opinion, and then, patting the head of the red dragon horse, he galloped towards the commander flag of the character He that was faintly visible in the distance.

It was not until this moment that Xi Zhi reluctantly regained the demeanor that a national soldier should have, and hurriedly raised his eyes.

Qiongyun danced, the green grass was in the sky, the sun was projected on Liu Yan's body arbitrarily, the battle armor was gilded, the cloak was inspired, and the whole body exuded a fiery momentum, scorching and pressing, just like the rebirth of the ancient Red Emperor, which made people inexplicably give birth to a kind of idea of bowing down and swearing allegiance.

As the speed of the red dragon horse accelerated, the figure reflected in Xi Zhicai's eyes gradually blurred, but the majestic figure in his heart became clearer and clearer, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Cough... Cough... The lord is growing up really fast, and he is becoming more and more like a master. ”

"Ahem... Cough... It is no wonder that Mr. Dong Zi is known as the first person in the world to educate after Confucius, and Mr. Dong Zi taught the emperor's mental skills, not for the Ming monarch, but also to become a generation of overlords. ”

Liu Wei rode the red dragon horse, galloping quickly, and Dong Zhongshu's voice sounded again: "Knowing people, selecting people, employing people, educating people, checking and balancing, and applying the quantity are the key to the great achievements of ancient and modern emperors." ”

"It involves power, wisdom, power, and heart, and many ways to conspire with contingencies, so there are many emperors in history who want to become a generation of Ming monarchs, such as dragon carp crossing the river, but there are very few who can succeed."

"Your Majesty's skill to recognize people can be called terrifying, whether it is Xu Sheng, Gan Ning, or Zhang Xiu, Wang Po, all of them were discovered by His Majesty from the reckless, promoted and reused, and now, they have all become the top talents in the world."

Liu Bian heard Dong Zhongshu's praise, and at the same time, he was happy, but also a little helpless, and said secretly: I am just familiar with a large number of historical books such as the Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms, the Spring and Autumn Period of Kyushu, and the Zizhi Tongjian.

"In addition to the art of recognizing people, His Majesty's two skills of educating people and employing people are also quite successful, especially the hearts of those who buy Zhang Xiu, which can be called perfect."

"Xi Zhicai, his strategic and tactical abilities are considered top-notch, but the art of scheming can only be counted as the first-class end, otherwise, he would not have used these careful thoughts at this time."

"Today I'm going to talk about faith. If Your Majesty wants to achieve hegemony, you can't pin your hopes on others, because nothing can be relied on forever, things are always changing, so you can only rely on your own beliefs. ”

"Your Majesty, only by constantly cultivating, improving your ability to deal with things, and strengthening your inner cultivation, can you become the kind of person like the Emperor of Gaozu who has been defeated and fought repeatedly, and finally has the last laugh."

Liu Bi listened to Dong Zhongshu's serious teachings, and couldn't help but think of one person: Liu Bei was able to grow from a grassroots to a generation of emperors, because of his terrifying tenacity, a person from young to old, has failed miserably for decades, and can still adhere to the dream, just because of this tenacious character, Liu Bei can rank in the top three in Chinese history.

Just thinking about it, Liu Yan's ears suddenly heard a loud laugh: "Haha, congratulations on the victory." ”

Suddenly, Liu Wei was awakened by this loud voice, looked at his dusty uncle, a reassuring smile on the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "A little prince is just a prince, not worth mentioning." ”

When He Jin heard this, he couldn't stop laughing, and after the two of them got closer, his eyes carefully observed, and when he saw that Liu Yan was not seriously injured, his tense expression relaxed.

He Jin stretched out his rough hand, sorted out the crooked battle armor for Liu Bian, and said with a smile: "Bian'er is becoming more and more like a king, and when my uncle sees you, he can't help but bow his head and bow down." ”

When Liu Wei heard his uncle's joke, the smile in his heart became stronger, and then, he pulled out the bloody sword, offered it with both hands, and laughed: "I am a man who wants to be the emperor." ”

He Jin looked at the bloody sword, let out a sigh of surprise, and said in surprise: "The sword of the Flowing Huang Xuan Clan? ”

He Jin, who was extremely surprised, immediately gathered his true qi in his eyes, and shot out two rays of black qi essence light, which wandered on the sword body: "The sword pattern is like a dragon's golden scales, layered and staggered, a total of twenty-four shapes, and the material is twenty-four kinds of strange gold. ”

"The shape of the sword is like a raging sea of blood, the red waves are raging, and the sky is surging, presumably the swordsmith sacrifices himself as a sacrifice and inspires the spirituality. Coupled with the anger in this sword qi machine, it must be a fierce and unparalleled cadre. ”

He Jin retracted his gaze, his face was a little embarrassed, and he was embarrassed to take out an openwork ancient sword from behind him, put it in front of Liu Bian, and said, "Uncle went out this time, in addition to deterring the Yellow Turban Taoist priests from all over the world. ”

"I also went to Tanggu City and invited Ma Jun, the first sword-casting master of Tanggu, to cast a divine weapon for you with twelve kinds of East China Sea Qijin."

His eyes wandered, looking at the fierce and crazy cadre sword, and said in embarrassment: "Now that you have the cadre sword, it seems that you can't use it." ”

Before he finished speaking, Hebo Tianyu, who was immediately swordsman, said indignantly: "Although there is a little less Qijin, in order to increase the power of this sword, the lord deliberately used Xingtian essence blood to enlighten him. ”

"Because of the loss of a large amount of essence blood, the realm of the lord is unstable, and he almost fell from the realm of heaven and man to the great grandmaster."

Liu Wei listened to Hebo Tianyu's words, and saw that his uncle's weather-beaten face was much older.

He didn't say anything, snatched the long sword from He Jin's hand, carefully inserted it into his waist, and said with a bright smile: "Uncle, what's its name?" ”

He Jin saw that he held it in his hand as if he had obtained a treasure, and his embarrassed expression turned into an excited laugh: "You haven't chosen a name yet, you can set one." ”

"Choking-" Liu Yan took out the divine sword, and looked at it intently, the sword body was clear and shiny, like a pool of water flowing slowly.

Looking down again, there was a statue of Xingtian wielding a dry qi at the bottom of the stream, roaring into the sky.

Thinking that this was the result of his uncle's essence and blood, his heart was extremely sour, he sorted out his mood a little, raised his head, and said with a bright smile: "For so long, if it were not for the protection of my mother and uncle, I would have known where I would have died." ”

"The support of my mother and uncle is the courage for me to survive in this world."

"Then, this sword is called Zhaogut."