Go and stay in the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun!

As soon as these words came out, the big sword in Lu Guichen's hand roared, like a tiger and wolf roaring, and the sword intent was full of majesty and determination. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This Lu Guichen is worthy of being the sect master of the Sword Sect, with extremely high understanding, and he has penetrated the artistic conception to such an extent in a moment, and he is worthy of standing at the peak of the twelve kills.

Lu Guichen closed his eyes for a moment, as if he was absorbing and brewing this verse.

opened his eyes and swung out a sword, the majestic sword intent gushed out in an instant, Lao Chu clenched his fists, his white ink clothes fluttered, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Seniors are so perceptive."

Bai Mo clapped his hands slowly.

Lu Guichen said: "Du Xipo really can't write such poems, this poetic conception is very different from the style of "Qinyuan Spring" you made in the Lanting Collection, and it doesn't even seem to be from the same person's hand. ”

Lu Guichen was right.

At the Mangshan Poetry Conference, the song "Qinyuan Spring" filled in by Bai Mo came from the hand of Fang Yue in the Song Dynasty, and the song of Fang Cai was written by Tan Sitong at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the natural weather was very different.

But in this world, there is no Fang or Tan Ergong.

Therefore, there is no way to be exquisite, and the first time it came out, that is, from the mouth of white ink.

Bai Mo explained: "The poetry is different, the poet encounters different things, so the weather is very different, Bai Mo is not talented, but also has the heart of a fist, loyal to the country, the ambition of the horse leather shroud, compared with the joy of expression, naturally can be tragic and majestic, not contradictory." ”

Lu Guichen hugged his fists and said: "If Your Excellency enters my Sword Sect to practice martial arts, the old man can teach him." ”

"Bai Mo has learned the family heirloom sword moves, and I am afraid that he will live up to the kindness of his predecessors. However, when he entered the country and became a guest, Bai didn't want to refuse. ”

Lu Guichen shook his head, the courtesy of the guest qing, the master-apprentice relationship, the difference is really too big. As the sect master of the Sword Sect, although Lu Guichen was a martial idiot, he also had to consider the sect, hoping to achieve the greatest benefits at the lowest cost.

"In this case, Baimo Xiaoyou, if you have leisure, you can come to the mountain gate of the country to get together."

With that, Lu Guichen turned around and left.

"Well said, well said."

Bai Mo smiled and agreed.

Turn risk into opportunity.

The ending is quite perfect.

Bai Mo couldn't help but feel a little fluttering, since entering Beijing, it can be regarded as a smooth sail, and there has not been much change.

But after that, Bai Mo took Lao Chu back to the Spring and Autumn Pavilion together, but he noticed a trace of unusualness. This Spring and Autumn Pavilion is located in the north of the Prime Minister's Mansion, covers a wide area, has a total of four gates, white ink has always been in and out from the main gate, there is no strange when you go out today, only to come back, you will see hundreds of people outside the main gate, each with a white towel wrapped around the head, headed by three old men, are sitting on the steps of the main entrance of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion with their eyes closed, how to drive the family guarding the door, just don't go.

Could it be that this Wei Wuji is about to fall?

Bai Mo didn't enter the door immediately, he planned to patrol outside for a while, watch the sky, if a eunuch came out at this time to announce some holy decree, to arrest the prime minister and the remnants of the party or something, then just hurry up and pull the wind tightly.

The group of people who blocked the Spring and Autumn Pavilion made a noise for a while, and held up two white flags, on which were written in black ink with eight large characters in Lishu, the right book "Please ask for life for the people", and the left book "Tianzhu Country/Thief".

"Ask for your life for the people, God will punish the country/thief!"

I don't know who shouted first, and then those people shouted in unison:

"Ask for your life for the people, God will punish the country/thief!"

"Ask for your life for the people, God will punish the country/thief!"

"Ask for your life for the people, God will punish the country/thief!"

Only the three old men at the head were still sitting with their eyes closed and resting their minds.

Is the prime minister really going to fall?

But if you are going to oppose the prime minister, why do you want to come to this Spring and Autumn Pavilion?

Bai Mo tiptoed over, grabbed a person who looked like a scholar, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, what kind of heavenly rule did Prime Minister Wei commit?" ”

The student replied: "That Wei Wuji was bewitched by a traitor, and gave His Majesty some nine strategies, these days finally came to light, it turned out that there was a person named Bai Mo in this Spring and Autumn Pavilion, who was the culprit who came up with the nine strategies, and also climbed to the third grade of the twelve romantic products, virtue is not worthy of talent, Pei everyone called it to be examined and provincial, it was really cheap." ”

"Oh......"

After doing it for a long time, it turned out that he came for himself.

Bai Mo asked a few more people, and probably understood what happened.

It turned out that Youzhou, Jizhou, Yanzhou, Qingzhou and other places suddenly encountered a big flood a month ago, and the imperial court had no money for disaster relief, and refugees flocked to Gyeonggi.

In these nine strategies, Bai Mo thought about the production relations of this era and the various obstacles that the ruling class would encounter when it ordered it to go down, and after several trade-offs, there were compromises and distribution of interests for all classes in power, so that it successfully passed the court meeting, otherwise by the time the court and the princes discussed it for three or four or five years, those victims would have been thrown into the wilderness.

Later, the imperial court began to collect grain in various places for disaster relief, and sent it to various disaster areas in batches as needed, and the refugees finally returned to their hometowns, and the disaster situation in the disaster area was alleviated, but this also caused other states and counties that were originally free of disasters and difficulties, and the landlords and nobles used the imperial court to collect grain as an excuse to scrape the ground.

Lu Kaishi said: The nine strategies for disaster relief came out at one time, and there was no disaster and no difficulty.

The disaster has not been completed, and the looting of the gentry in various places has not stopped.

The first mass protests began.

At this and now, at the gate of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, there are hundreds of Qingliu scholars.

After figuring out the cause of the matter, Bai Mo breathed a sigh of relief, he had expected such a situation, he did not have a strong body and paid attention to hygiene before he got sick, and his condition deteriorated rapidly after he got sick, and he still wanted to treat the symptoms and cure the root cause at this time, Bai Mo said that he did not have that ability, he could only choose the next dose of fierce medicine.

Tianzhu country/thief, they don't have this ability, they are afraid that things will make a big fuss, and in the end they were pushed out by the emperor to be a backstabber, showing their heads to the public, and resenting the people.

Bai Mo remembered Wei Zhen's sentence "People are terrible".

"I didn't come early, I didn't come late, but I came here, I just drank wine, hey, I smell this wine, and I have more reason to say that I am a traitor. That's it, Bai went to meet these Qingliu celebrities. ”

Bai Mo asked Lao Chu to be the vanguard, and then he squeezed through the crowd, walked in front of the three old men, and shouted to those who were still shouting "Ask for life for the people, God will punish the country/thief" at the bottom of the steps: "I am Bai Mo!" Nine strategies are from my hands! ”

The three old men opened their eyes, and the Qingliu celebrities under the steps were all in an uproar.

How dare you come out?

In the distance, a man in a green shirt spread a straw mat on the land, and an empty wine glass was placed on the straw mat. Han Shi raised his wine glass, took a sip, and whispered, "Bai Mo, dead." ”

Lao Chu stood in front of Bai Mo, but was swept back by Bai Mo.

He looked straight into those angry eyes, as if there was no trace of guilt.

As he once said in the Mangshan Poetry Club, the reason of heaven is clear, and I am at ease in my heart.

Saving tens of thousands of lives at the cost of the interests of other tens of millions of people, in his opinion, in this case is already the best ending.

"The eldest husband has done something and not done something, all the monarchs ask themselves, the situation at that time, if there are no nine strategies, how many people will die?"

"Have you ever seen the floating corpses floating in the flood when the flood was flooding?"

"Have you ever seen what is written in the book about the Yi Zi and eating, what kind of miserable situation is it?"

"Have you ever seen a field that has been flooded by a flood, and how muddy and barren it is?"

"Bai Mou made this decision for the people's livelihood in the world, if it weren't for the wishes of the kings, Bai Mo is here, to the people of Li who have not been affected by the disaster, I only ask for forgiveness."

Bai Mo lowered his head and bent his knees, but he was not facing these hundreds of Qingliu celebrities, but facing the northwest, where the Li people who had not suffered disasters and had lost half of their food because of these nine strategies.

This kneeling is not to bow to Qingliu, but to ask the people whose interests have been damaged.

In the distance, the young man put down his wine glass, which had been empty.

"The saint kneels, the people of heaven and earth, the prince and the teacher, without losing the way of a gentleman, but unfortunately it is still shameless enough, and he can only live half a life."

Some of them listened to Bai Mo's words and thought about it, but more people were still full of anger, and they already thought that it was someone else's fault and wanted to reflect on themselves, not everyone can do it.

"Thief, flamboyant, gentlemen, don't listen to him messing around, we will ask for the people's lives today, and the heavens will punish the country/thief!"

I don't know who said it first, more than half of them shouted "Ask for your life for the people, God will punish the country/thief", and some people have already rushed up the steps and started to punch and kick Bai Mo.

Bai Mo bowed his body, protecting the vital point, and breathed a sigh of relief.

I haven't seen any winds and waves, but don't die here.

It was a full day of ups and downs, pleasure and fulfillment.

Bai Mo thought to himself, slowly losing consciousness.

The three old men suddenly stood up, and one of them spoke to the crowd: "Gentlemen, whoever teaches others must first introspect himself, and the virtue of knowing himself has arrived, he can teach others." The old man invited you to come here today, just to ask for a lesson or two, and not to hurt his life, since this person has already stated his interests, you should go back and think about it first, and then come to ask for advice. ”

I don't know how long it took, Bai Mo opened his eyes, and the dim candlelight pierced his eyes. He only tilted his head, and there was a sharp pain to his bones.

On the floor, Lao Chu casually found a place and fell asleep.

Leng Yuyan sat on the chair, her upper body lying on the edge of the bed, and she was also asleep.

She had a washbasin and a towel next to her.

Bai Mo wanted to laugh, but because of the bandages on his face, he couldn't.

Pretty sensible, this little girl.

Leng Yuyan seemed to notice something moving, opened her eyes, and looked at Bai Mo dimly, and Bai Mo also looked at her.

"The surname is white, you are awake."

"Hmm."

"If you died out there, believe it or not...... Believe it or not, I don't care about you? I can't even collect corpses! ”

"Then don't accept it, I don't believe that people have souls when they die."

"You're thinking too weirdly."

Leng Yuyan suddenly laughed.

Except when he was acting, Bai Mo had never seen Leng Yuyan smile.

Although she also likes to talk to herself, this is indeed a completely different woman from Ruoyun.

"Won't you be happy if I'm dead?"

Leng Yuyan said: "Of course." ”

"But I'm only half dead."

"That's just a little bit of fun."

Leng Yuyan said and lowered his head.

Bai Mo felt a little moist heat between his lips, warm, delicate and soft.