In December of the third year of the Great Han Holy Sect, Banquan Yan Wangfu

"Father-in-law Qin, you're very happy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info after the dead ball, it's a hundred, but I'm going to have to worry about it. While scribbling on a blank piece of paper, Meng Qiu gritted his teeth and scolded Qin Hui, who had been cut into many pieces and played his own game in the underworld.

Qin Hui was finally cut 3,675 knives, and ate fifty pieces of his own meat and two bowls of Qin Gonggong's brand sheep and scorpions before he was cut by Yinggou and died. Then the huge spy network behind him was uprooted, including 368 eunuchs and palace maids in the palace, a total of 7,890 scoundrels and dignitaries in the capital, and 8,978 local officials and farmers throughout the Han Dynasty, the number is staggering.

These people betrayed the motherland and were willing to be women for the barbarians, for different reasons, but the results were all seized by Qin Hui without exception, threatening the lives of the whole family, and had to follow Qin Hui all the way to the black, contributing to the great cause of Qin Gonggong's "eunuch emperor".

However, at this time, Meng Qiu was not concerned about this matter, what he was worried about now was the huge losses and loopholes suffered by the Great Han after Qin Hui's toss this time. You must know that this time, Qin Hui sent dozens of craftsmen who made firearms to his barbarian father, as well as three drawings of artillery, these alone were enough to give Meng Qiu a headache, and there was even more trouble as a result.

White Lotus Sect

This anti-Yuan organization has appeared since Zhu Yuanzhang was still a monk and begging for food, and quickly spread to the entire Central Plains. After experiencing the double encirclement and slaughter of Xu Da and the Yuan Dynasty, the main force basically disappeared, and the remaining remnants were reduced to pieces under the leadership of the "White Lotus Holy Maiden", lurking in various places along the southeast coast of the Han Dynasty, waiting for the opportunity to subvert the Han Dynasty in the name of mission.

"This Qin Hui has a bit of ability, and he actually has something to do with the White Lotus Sect. Tut-tut is to give money and to people, and if there is nothing to do, he also helps the White Lotus Sect to train the army. Is the purpose to let the White Lotus Sect help him become emperor? Hey, there's this kind of thing! The White Lotus Sect is also taboo for meat and vegetarians! Hehe, no wonder Ben Jiuqiansui has always felt that there are always people who want to harm me recently! Meng Qiu was talking to himself happily, but he didn't feel that there was another person behind him.

"Bang", a black cloth shoe smashed directly on Meng Qiu's head, an old voice sounded, Wu Bo's left black cloth shoe and right hand grabbed Meng Qiu's ear and hit, the action is called a flowing water, at first glance, it is a practitioner who often beats people. "Little bunny! What nonsense?! I'll kill you unfilial little bunny! Uncle Wu scolded while beating, Meng Qiu turned his head and found that it was Uncle Wu, showing a helpless expression, honestly covering his head and being beaten.

"Uncle Wu, what are you doing here? Calm, impulsiveness is the devil! ”

"Uncle Wu, don't slap your face, your nephew and I eat with my face!"

"Uncle Wu! Uncle Wu! Don't be impulsive, it's not good for your body, you dissipate your anger, can't I pump myself myself? Yes! ”

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Half an hour later, Meng Qiu, who was full of shoe prints, squatted on the ground helplessly, holding his head, looking at the Xuanhuang Emperor who was gloating at him while drinking tea, and Wu Bo, who was sitting in a chair with an angry face.

"Uncle Wu, you dissipate your anger. Xiao Qiu didn't mean it, this kid has been a master with few roots in his head since the day he entered the Yan Wangfu, and he jokes all day long. I know in my heart that Xiao Qiu is loyal to me and loyal to the Dahan Jiangshan Sheji, so don't be angry! Glancing at Meng Qiu, the latter hurriedly lowered his head like a child and folded his hands to beg for mercy, looking like his younger brother was in trouble and begging for his brother's help, Emperor Xuanhuang, who had already learned the cause and effect, smiled and said.

"Hey! Your Majesty, don't plead for this little bunny! He is the prince of the Han Dynasty and your own royal brother! But he also has to abide by the law of etiquette and humility, and the old man has to let him remember it for a long time today! Hearing this, Uncle Wu's face improved slightly, but he still said stiffly.

"Uncle Wu, I'm kidding! It's not that you want to be an emperor yourself! Meng Qiu hurriedly stood up and shouted, but he was lost a shoe by Uncle Wu, and the shoe prints on his face were stacked one by one, which was called abstract art.

"Hahaha! Uncle Wu, in this way, let's punish Xiao Qiu to cook in person today, how about our grandfather have a reunion dinner at noon? With a relaxed smile, Emperor Xuanhuang proposed.

Hearing this, including Meng Qiu and Wu Bo, they were all stunned, and immediately smiled, yes, they are not the relationship between the emperor and the people, they are a family, and the family members have no power and intrigue, only warmth.

Meng Qiu was named nine thousand years old, and the reason why he did not build another mansion was that he had been staying in King Yan's mansion; Even if Uncle Wu was given the title of earl by Emperor Xuanhuang, he did not stay in the palace to enjoy the glory and wealth, but also stayed in the palace of King Yan; When Emperor Xuanhuang became the emperor, he would often find time to return to King Yan's mansion. They understand that this is their home and that there are families waiting for them to return.

evening

insisted that he and Meng Qiu go to wash the dishes and let Uncle Wu rest earlier, Emperor Xuanhuang rolled up his sleeves and brushed the dishes while chatting with Meng Qiu about recent things. This habit has lasted for four years, and the two of them wash the dishes and work like brothers in ordinary people's homes, chatting lightly and enjoying the warmth and relaxation outside of power.

"This Qin Hui is so frustrated! He actually wants to lead the barbarians into the Central Plains, help the barbarians rule the Han people, and become the emperor himself! Has he forgotten how the Yuan Dynasty ruled the Central Plains and how it brutalized my Han compatriots? Emperor Xuanhuang smashed his fist against the wall, and said angrily that he was completely angry with Qin Hui's betrayal of the country.

"So, I made a pot of sheep and scorpions. However, there are no clues about the White Lotus Sect at all, and I have to find a way to find it myself. I knew that I should have sewn up my little brother like this, and then cut it off and repeat it countless times! Meng Qiu said angrily, other firearms or something are okay, after all, the barbarians lack everything, just block the border trade, but this White Lotus Sect is really difficult to deal with.

What made Meng Qiu even more anxious was that combined with the intelligence analysis collected by Yinggou and Hou Qing, and compared with Qin Hui's confession, it was not difficult to find that the White Lotus Sect had at least five large strongholds in Jiangnan and other places, and there were a large number of loyal followers to the White Lotus Sect in the strongholds. These followers usually work and cultivate, and the young and middle-aged also undergo daily military training, ready to start a rebellion at any time.

"These strongholds should be able to provide the White Lotus Sect with 80,000 to 120,000 troops, and although this army has not seen blood, its destructive power is extremely amazing." Meng Qiu said with a heavy face, he knew very well the cruelty and horror of religious wars, once the White Lotus Sect launched a war, it would definitely be under the banner of religious wars, that is, either join the White Lotus Sect as a follower to eat and drink, or be killed when the infidel's entire family was killed.

This was what the European Crusades did, as long as they were under the banner of religious wars, all soldiers could turn into demons in an instant, and do the most shameless and obscene things in the world that surpassed the bottom line of human morality. Just because this is a religious war, under the cloak of religion, everything is God's will, and mortals should honestly obey it.

Now Meng Qiu did not know the specific information such as when the White Lotus Sect would start the war, where the war would be launched, and the capital was far away from Jiangnan, and once the White Lotus Sect moved from the capital to the capital to quell the rebellion, it would take at least three months. In the end, the Han and the White Lotus Sect fought and fought repeatedly, which would only consume each other's vitality and cheapen the barbarians in the north.

"So what are you going to do? Do you need me to drop the guard to help you? After thinking for a moment, he wiped his hands on the dragon robe casually, and the Xuanhuang Emperor asked.

"Hehe, this is not necessary, just make a holy decree and let me take Yinggou and Houqing to Jiangnan for a trip. I already have some ideas about this matter, I can do a good job of strategic planning and tactical planning in three days, it is best to make the White Lotus Sect self-defeating, if it is really not possible, I will fight a battle and end them up, and I must not damage the vitality of the country in Jiangnan. Hearing this, Meng Qiu showed a thief's smile and said with an unfathomable look.

"White Lotus Sect? Is it very bullish? Don't be funny, under the analysis of the plan, your set is like a pig's urine bubble, and it will burst when you poke it. I still want to fight with your grandfather and me, see that grandpa I don't toss your White Lotus Sect up and down the ********, the sect leader will be arrested as a bed warmer, and the rest of the sect members will all be sent to the mud bomb concentration camp for labor reform! With a cold smile in his heart, Meng Qiu's face was full of smiles like a child looking forward to a new toy.

Five barren mountain temples somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River

"Qin Hui died, he was killed by the nine-thousand-year-old Meng Qiu of the Great Han, and even the fine work network behind him was uprooted. It's going to be difficult for us to get the ordnance in the future, so what should we do next?" a tall, thin middle-aged man dressed as a middle-aged merchant whispered around the campfire, seven or eight men dressed as ordinary people.

"How many people did we have in stockpile?" Hearing this, the old peasant sitting on the left turned his head to the white scholar on the left and asked.

"At present, the ordnance can be used by 70,000 troops!" took out a book from his arms, and after reading a few pages, the scholar frowned slightly and said.

At this point, everyone was silent, and looked at the woman sitting in the center of the fire with reverence on their faces: the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect, the leader of the contemporary White Lotus Sect!

"First send someone to approach Meng Qiu and inquire into his details to see if this person can be used by my White Lotus Sect. If you can't, kill it! At the same time, prepare for the grain and grass, so that the disciples in all parts of the south of the Yangtze River, especially Jinling, Anqing and other strategic places, can prepare, once the Holy Sect rises up, they will immediately start an incident at the same time in their own place, so that the puppet dynasty will lose one or the other and be exhausted! The White Lotus Sect Master, who had been hiding in the dark, spoke, listening to the voice of a young woman who was twenty-eight years old, but the words she said were full of murderous aura and strategy.

Meng Qiu's estimation was not the slightest mistake, the White Lotus Sect did intend to rebel in Jiangnan in the near future. What the White Lotus Sect members didn't know was that every move they thought they were hiding well had been made clear by Meng Qiu using the audience analysis model and audience psychological analysis, and they were still complacent.

Silly 13 is a disease, and it cannot be cured.