Motorcycles appeared at the intersection, and the military police looked around

The convoy appeared, and it was the head of state traveling.

The convoy stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Yuan Zhengxuan got out of the car and walked up the mountain in person.

General Yuan was hesitant about one thing and came to discuss with the teacher. Every time he was undecided, he always came to the teacher and always got an answer.

The teacher is a master of the world, and those teachers abroad must not understand what a master of the world is.

Through the dense fog like a veil, Yuan Zhengxuan and a few entourages climbed to the top of Moyun Peak, which is different from the steep winding stone road, the top of Moyun Peak is a large flat land, paved with thick stone slabs, and the most central is an abandoned square field, the stone slabs begin to collapse from the center, the cracks spread radially to the surroundings, and small plants and mosses grow out of the cracks in the stone slabs. It used to be the family's jousting arena.

In a small pavilion with an ancient meaning in the northeast corner, an old man with a wrinkled face but strong spirit held a wolf pen in his hand, and was waving to Yuan Zhengxuan, shouting in a hoarse voice: "General Yuan is here to guide, and the old man is deeply honored." ”

Yuan Zhengxuan hurriedly ran to the pavilion, bowed to the old man in the pavilion, and bowed to the ground: "Teacher, you are tormenting me." ”

"You are now the head of a country, the Ninth Five-Year Honor, I naturally have to respect you. If you want to be good, you have to respect the old and the young!"

Yuan Zhengxuan bowed to the ground again: "No matter what status the student has, you are my teacher, teacher, don't joke with me anymore." ”

The old man laughed and shook his head, he was an old naughty boy.

He is the previous head of the Yuan family and Yuan Zhengxuan's teacher - Yuan Yiming.

"Come in and sit!" he patted on the wooden bench in the pavilion, making a muffled bang.

Yuan Zhengxuan walked into the pavilion and sat down. I saw Yuan Yiming squatting on the ground, rubbing a stone tablet that was flat in the pavilion. Next to it are a row of pens, brushes, vertebral bags, ink discs, and a thick stack of rice paper. On the other side of the pavilion stood several other stone monuments.

"Teacher, you're rubbing the monument. Yuan Zhengxuan twisted the rice paper with his fingers, and the paper was quite tough.

"Well, just hung up. When Yuan Zhengxuan arrived, he had just pasted the pulped rice paper on the tablet. Now rubbing one side with his hand to make it smooth, Yuan Yiming at this time was silent, serious, and concentrated, as if he was like two people just now.

Rubbing, also known as ink rubbing, is similar to engraving printing, and is a photocopying process carried out to preserve inscriptions. First of all, the white paper should be wet on the surface of the stele, and the inscription is concave and convex, and then the ink is applied on the paper, and the ink is removed after drying.

He knew that this was the teacher's self-cultivation, so he didn't bother, sat on the wooden bench and waited quietly.

After making sure that the paper and the tablet were tightly fitted, Yuan Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, he licked the rice milk on his fingers, turned his head, and asked with a smile: "Undecided?"

"It's because I miss my teacher, so I came to visit ......"

"It's not honest again. ”

"Well, something did happen......"

"Is it that the juniors of the Hu Che family and the Heavenly Sword family are making trouble again?" Yuan Yiming sat opposite Yuan Zhengxuan, crossed Erlang's legs, and took a sip of the teacup from the Eight Immortals table in front of him. "Treat them politely. ”

The Hu Che family and the Heavenly Sword family are the three major families in the Snow Country on the same level as the Yuan family. They are all famous families with ancient martial arts heritage, and since ancient times, the regime has been changed and rotated in the hands of the three families, forming a delicate balance. Now that the Yuan family is the dominant family and holds the political power, the Hu Che family and the Heavenly Sword family are naturally unwilling to fail. They expressed their support on the surface, but in fact secretly supported the rebels, and many of their families held important positions in the rebels, opposing the central government centered on the Yuan family.

Yuan Zhengxuan got up to refill the tea for the teacher, shook his head and said, "No, it's outside." ”

Yuan Yiming held the teacup in his hand and asked suspiciously, "What's going on outside?"

Yuan Zhengxuan sat down and said softly: "Master Nian is here." ”

Yuan Yiming was stunned for a moment, and slowly put the teacup in his hand back on the table. "People in the West have finally set their sights on our land. ”

"They brought a lot of weapons ......"

"Hmph," Yuan Yiming snorted coldly, "Send weapons? Isn't this just exporting death?" ”

"Their demands are simple, to take two people from us, and to form an alliance with us against the darkness. ”

Yuan Yiming nodded, without saying a word, turned around and continued to rub the stele, the rice paper has been half dry, and the current process is to smash the word, Yuan Yiming holds the brush in one hand, holds a small mallet in the other, and gently beats on the inscription.

To smash the words, use a brush and a small mallet to hit the gap between the text and the paper, so that the paper enters the recess and fits the concave surface closely.

Yuan Zhengxuan knew that the teacher was in thought, so he quietly drank the tea in his hand.

Yuan Yiming was very skillful at hand, and he smashed more than a hundred words in a blink of an eye. He dropped the gavel, stood up, and sat back on the wooden bench.

"A hundred years ago, I met Nianshi. When I was a child, he looked at me like a beggar and asked me if I wanted tomatoes...... Tomatoes were a rarity for us at the time. Yuan Yiming took a sip of tea, leisurely looked at the surging sea of clouds outside the mountain, and memories also came to mind. "I watched him make a big fuss in the Snow Palace, and countless dead soldiers in the family went forward and followed, but no one could stop him, my father, in the ranks of the dead soldiers......"

Yuan Zhengxuan stood up and took off his military hat.

Yuan Yiming stood by the pavilion, sighed, and looked back at the cracked martial arts arena: "Twenty years ago, Yunfeng gambled and fought, and the person who came also had a lot to do with Nianshi. I think you know all of this. ”

The abandoned tournament ground is overgrown with weeds, but when one sees the terrifying depression, one can still think of how heroic the great battle once was.

"Students understand. ”

"But these are all old things, don't mention it! After all, the times are different......" Yuan Yiming's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became cloudy, "The grievances of our generation may not be borne by your generation......"

He squatted down again, picked up the garlic-shaped ink puff, dipped a little pine smoke ink in the plate, and gently pounded it on the tablet. It's like an old craftsman in ancient times.

While busy working, he said: "If this stele is well extended, it can be expanded from the inscription, but the stele will have no spirit from now on, and it will only accelerate decay." Our country is like a monument, whether it is resources or the ability of the family, we always draw nourishment from the past and eat the old book. This situation won't last long, maybe it should change......"

The pitch-black ink smeared on the rice paper, leaving only the tiny words, like stars in the night sky.

"Besides, you've been thinking about it for a long time, haven't you?" said Yuan Yiming without looking back.

Yuan Zhengxuan took a deep breath and was silent.

Andro sat in the window of his hotel room, which had a view of the Snow Palace and the large square in front of it.

The Snow Palace is at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, built against the mountain, and is the former capital of the kingdom, so it naturally has the scene of the kingdom. The capital is in the north, and it's cold, but the room is warm like spring.

The room is covered with oriental-style decorations, and the all-solid wood furniture is delicately carved, complex and beautiful, with a faint taste of decay. Antique wall clocks make a slight sound of gear snapping and loose strings.

Yesterday's discussion did not come to an immediate conclusion, but the first two conditions have been passed and ordered to be enforced, and the only one is the establishment of a coalition against the darkness, which has some controversy in the leadership because it involves many details with hidden interests.

But it was obvious that everyone had changed their attitude towards him, and General Yuan promised to give a definite answer today, and arranged for him and the diplomats of the Nian Shi Guild to stay in the best hotel in the capital of Snow Country.

At this time, in the square in front of the Snow Palace, the soldiers were carrying the weapons he had brought.

Andro took a leisurely sip of black tea, already confident about the outcome of the matter.

Dealing with secular regimes, Andro was already familiar with them, and he knew that the stepping stone that would make these heads of state agree to cooperate was only two things other than deterrence by force, and that was money and weapons.

Deterrence by force can easily subdue them, but the exchange of force brings only fear and fragile relations, just as a secular regime that rules a country with fear cannot last. Such alliances are prone to collapse against a behemoth like darkness, as Jerusalem has learned hard from its previous diplomatic experience.

Therefore, whether it is the Nianshi Guild or the Protestant Religion, when it comes to contact with secular countries, military deterrence is secondary, and trading becomes the first choice.

Snow Country is a closed country with no foreign economic and trade exchanges, so it makes no sense for them to give them more money, so this batch of weapons is the best stepping stone. When they see a square full of weapons, anyone will be shocked.

Selling arms, although it sounds like a trade that exports death. But in fact, the Nianshi Guild only provides weapons to the secular regime, but never ammunition, so these weapons can be used as a deterrent, but in fact they are not that lethal.

In the current era, international trade is very underdeveloped, so it is very difficult to obtain a large amount of ammunition. This objectively deters the killing.

In this troubled world, it is impossible to fight the darkness without making a sacrifice at all, and if you want to fight the devil, sometimes you have to become a devil yourself. Only sending weapons and not ammunition is already the bottom line that the Nianshi Guild can accept.

At this time, the phone rang, and it was Yuan Jixing. He came to inform Andro of the Committee's preliminary intentions for the seminar.

As he expected, the military council had accepted three conditions.

In the welcome room, the members of the Military Council changed their faces one after another, saying that they had misunderstood the intention of the envoy and apologized profusely.

This is not a surprise to Andro, who is initially misunderstood when he travels to many countries, but after he speaks up, the attitude of the other party often changes 180 degrees.

Because the request of the Nianshi Guild was not too much at all, compared to the weapons and equipment that were given to them, it was simply not worth mentioning, and no one could refuse this great gift from heaven.

After Andro demonstrates the unique abilities of the Nianshi, the leaders of various countries will see the reality that the Nianshi Guild is an invincible behemoth, and if they don't cooperate, they may help change the government. From those weapons, it can be seen that if those weapons fall into the hands of the rebels, how can their own regime last?

And they are so powerful, but they are very restrained, and their demands are not excessive, and there is no reason to refuse.

Therefore, the Supreme Authority of the State, the Military Self-Government Committee, unanimously passed a resolution: to agree to all the demands of the Teachers' Association.

The Military Self-Government Council held a grand banquet for him in the Snow Palace, but Andro did not see General Yuan in the crowd. According to Yuan Jixin, because the teacher suddenly fell ill and his life was in danger, after making the decision, he had handed over the power of agency to the vice chairman and went to visit the teacher himself.