Yue Nu A Qing, the sword is natural.

Her swordsmanship was truly heavenly, but the hand of the Heavenly False White Ape was once again in her hands.

Now that it is in this era, how can Wang Dong not pay attention to Ah Qing?

With a wave of his hand, he asked the chamberlain to go out and summon someone in to tell him.

After a while, two gray-clothed men hurriedly entered and bowed their heads respectfully: "Meet the prime minister." ”

"Hmm!" Wang Dong nodded, "Tell me the information you have found in detail." ”

"No!"

One of them, a man with a thin body like a monkey and a sallow face, said respectfully: "Back to the prime minister, the villain went to Yue to inquire about the news according to your instructions, and found out that three years ago, there was indeed a Yue girl named 'Ah Qing', who taught the swordsmanship of the Yue country, but only taught it for three days, and then disappeared and disappeared, and ...... missing." ”

The sallow-faced man didn't dare to slack off, and he told the story of 1510.

"Three years ago?!" Wang Dong raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had only now determined the time of the crossing.

According to this calculation, the Yue * Shi has already touched the shadow of Aqing's sword, and then trained successfully, and before long, Gou Jian will lead his troops to attack Wu!

Wang Dong smiled and didn't take it to heart.

In the following days, Wang Dong was nestled in the library building, studying the classics.

The collection of books in the palace of King Wu, in addition to the seal writing, even has gold inscriptions, oracle bone inscriptions, the characters are peculiar, difficult to read, and the sentences are even more obscure.

Fortunately, Wang Dong now has the sole power, but there is enough manpower to use it. Help him translate and interpret.

For the training of the eight hundred soldiers, Wang Dong did not completely let go, he selected a strong bone from the "Medicine King God Chapter". The Danfang that strengthens the qi and blood gathers the Wu Guofang to refine the pill or decoction for the sergeants to take!

In addition, Wang Dong combined what he had learned to create an internal martial arts method and including "knives, swords, sticks, and axes." Yu, hook. A total of 12 types of blades, including forks, halberds, and ......", were also taught.

In terms of grade, Wang Dong taught this time. Whether it is internal strength, mental strength, or blade kung fu, it can only be regarded as a basic method, simple and unpretentious.

But it is precisely because it is unpretentious, but easy to spread, and although the internal skill taught by Wang Dong has a low start, it will never become a confinement.

And the same is true of the twelve types of blade kung fu. The least one is only nine styles, and the most one is only thirty-three styles, which seems simple. But the changes of each blade have been covered, and it can be said to be the foundation of martial arts in the world!

Eight hundred soldiers took pills, decoctions to strengthen muscles and bones, increase qi and blood, and practiced the internal skills and blade kung fu passed on by Wang Dong, and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Day by day, he became stronger and stronger, and gradually had the shadow of a person in martial arts.

On this day, the husband suddenly received a letter. The letter stated that it was the Duke of Jin Ding who invited him to Huangchi for a meeting and made a bloody alliance with the princes of the Central Plains.

To put it bluntly, the major princes determine the priorities and discuss the ownership of the overlord.

The husband has long lost the courage and diligence of his youth, and his character of preferring great joy has not changed at all, and he was excited when he received this letter from Jin Dinggong.

After being excited for a long time, Fucha finally calmed down, remembering that it was no longer him who was really in charge of Wu Guo!

He hurried to see Wang Dong.

"The king wants to go to this meeting in the Yellow Pond?" Wang Dong looked at the restless husband in front of him, and his expression was a little strange.

No wonder he has such an expression, after all, the 'Yellow Pond Meeting' is an extremely famous historical event in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Wang Dong remembered that in order to overwhelm the princes of the Central Plains at the meeting of Huangchi, Fucha almost poured all the troops of the whole country to the north of Huangchi, resulting in the emptiness of the country, and was seized by Gou Jian to attack the capital of Wu Gusu, and even kidnapped the prince of Wu!

This slap in the face was a snapping sound, and the strange thing was that the husband not only returned to the teacher, but also killed the seven people who reported the news in front of the tent in order to block the news.

When the meeting of Huangchi finally ended, something even more strange happened, on the way back to China, Fucha had a whim to attack the Song Kingdom, and finally gave up under the persuasion of the minister.

Finally returned to the country, the husband saw that his troops were exhausted, and the country lost the prince, and the soldiers had no will to fight, so he did a strange thing, and actually sent a messenger to make peace with the Yue country.

This kind of posture of being swollen on the left side of his face, and offering his right face to let the other party step on it, shows the weakness of the husband and can be bullied, and it can be seen that he is indeed old, not only is he not the majesty of the past, but even his brain is broken!

Fucha was planted with fear in the depths of his heart by Wang Dong's spirit*, and was tortured by the life and death charm to the point of wanting to die, standing in front of Wang Dong was trembling, that there was a bit of kingly spirit.

Fucha knew very well that Wang Dong wanted him to be a puppet, and he had the heart to resist, but he didn't have the courage to break the net.

On the other hand, this is a good thing, because even if he had this courage, the fish would surely die, but the net would not be broken!

"If the king wants to go, why should he consult with me? In a word, that's it! Wang Dong smiled.

Fucha breathed a sigh of relief, and hesitated: "It's just that the princes will be in alliance, if there are too few soldiers and horses under the widows, I'm afraid they will suffer ......." ”

Wang Dong said lightly: "The king can bring as many people as he wants, even if he comes out of the nest, Wang has no objection." ”

The husband was overjoyed and said: "The eight hundred divine warriors in the hands of the prime minister, can the widow take them all together?" ”

The 800 soldiers were carefully selected from 100,000 elite armor to form an army of their own, and Wang Dong gave it the name of 'Shenwu Battalion'.

During this time, the husband continued to observe the sergeants of the Shenwu Battalion, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, everyone in the Shenwu Guard was a warrior with one as ten, and after forming some strange formations, it was even more powerful, and the battle array was strangled, and the blockers were invincible, often three or five people formed a battle formation, and they could be as solid as a rock, and one hundred and ten Wu soldiers rushed into battle, and they couldn't do anything for a while!

At the same time, the husband was frightened, but he was even more salivating.

"What do you say?" Wang Dong glanced at him and said with a smile.

The husband was like a basin of ice water poured down on his head, and it was cold to the tip of his heart, and he sneered: "It's the widow who lost his word, don't blame the prime minister!" ”

"The widow still needs to prepare for the meeting of the Yellow Pond, so he won't bother the prime minister!" Standing in front of Wang Dong, he always had the feeling of facing a giant beast in the wilderness, and after getting the promise, he didn't want to stay longer for a moment, and left in a hurry.

Wang Dong was too lazy to pay attention to it, waved his hand, and a waiter held a bottle of wine and brought it.

"Go down, I want to see it in the palace for myself!"

"No!" The attendants bowed and retreated.

Wang Dong took the wine bottle, drank the wine leisurely, held a bamboo slip in one hand, and walked out of the library building!

This is the first time he has stepped out of the library in these days, and the wine of this era is naturally not good, but Wang Dong has already tasted countless fine wines in the world, and now what he tastes is not the taste, but the ancient meaning and flavor, which is also a unique taste.

He walked leisurely, walking through the corridor of the Wu Palace, and suddenly, he heard a tactful and clear singing voice, which seemed to be a low whisper, extremely soft, and taught people to be intoxicated unconsciously. (To be continued)

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