Chapter 107: White Horse Forum

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Wei Lao Yuanrong's majestic voice resounded in everyone's ears, and the people in the whole world were in an uproar. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many people who know the way get together and talk about it.

"No, I admit that Su Shi's merits are boundless, but is it really appropriate for a martial artist to be nominated as an alternate for Wu Anjun?"

"The alternate is the alternate, and there are about a dozen candidates for Wu Anjun now, but those who can really be elected as Wu Anjun must be people with both ability and political integrity and admired by everyone, and the military rank is less than that of a flying general, so don't want to compete for other candidates. ”

"Well, that's right, I heard that the work of this Wu Anjun has begun to be completed, and the selection of the next Wu Anjun will start two years at the earliest, six years at the latest. ”

"It's such a short time, can Su Mitian be promoted to a flying general during this time?"

"It's possible in troubled times. For example, the sages Han Xin, Cao Cao, Huo Quzhi and others have all gone through a hundred battles in the troubled times, and have achieved a lot of feats in just a few years, and their military ranks have soared...... So, you know. ”

"Alas, it seems that Su Shicuo has no hope of being elected to Wu Anjun. "Many people have regrets.

"What can you do if you can't be elected this time, isn't there a next one! The average tenure of Wu Anjun is only about 20 years, and Su Shichu is still young, and there are opportunities. ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

One of them saw more clearly, shook his head slowly, and said: "You all see too shallowly, the world knows that Su Shichou can't be promoted to a flying general within a few years, and Wu Anjun's competition is even more hopeless, how can Lao Yuanrong not know? But Lao Yuanrong still nominated Su Shicuo as an alternate, which has a deep meaning. ”

"Oh, what do you think?"

"It's not a high opinion, but I thought of a rule of the Privy Council: after a person is nominated as an alternate for Wu Anjun or the Five Tigers, even if he does not seek the protection of the Privy Council, the latter will protect this person anytime ......and anywhere;

"I see, Lao Yuanrong is to use this move to warn the world, so as to protect Su Mitian!" the other person Pan Ran realized.

Everyone also suddenly realized, and praised Lao Yuanrong for his foresight.

In South Xuzhou.

After hearing the news that Su Yi was nominated as an alternate for Wu Anjun, Qiu Yuanshi nodded slightly: "It seems that I can have people put away the portraits posted around Southern Xuzhou." ”

Capital, Admiral's Mansion.

When Lu Buqun heard this announcement, he frowned slightly, and then stretched out again: "Although there are people younger than me who become candidates, I don't need to be upset about this, the person who can really become Wu Anjun is the final winner." ”

After that, Lu Buqun turned around and went back to the house, the national disaster had been solved, and he would not waste an hour or a quarter of time that could be used for reading.

In the front line herald room.

A group of officials of the main battle faction laughed and talked about the situation.

"Hahaha! This Su Shizhi is really extraordinary, sixteen-year-old Wu Anjun is an alternate, has there ever been one in history?"

"There is an example, that is, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, a monarch tried his best to nominate his twelve-year-old son to be the candidate of Wu Anjun in order to make him famous. ”

"Well, I have the impression that who's that guy?"

"I forgot. ”

Everyone pulled the corners of their mouths, and some of them said: "In any case, Su Shichou is a person from our main battle faction, and when Wu Anjun is selected in the future, everyone will vote for him!"

"Then the tiger general Liu who is also an alternate doesn't care?"

"Ahem, let's talk about it later, it is unknown whether Su Shichou can be promoted to a pilot at that time, and he may not come to the selection meeting. ”

"That's right. ”

The Prime Minister's Mansion in the Book Order.

The Lord and the faction had solemn faces.

"Lord Zhou, Lao Yuanrong nominated Su Yi as Wu Anjun's alternate, isn't this a warning to us?"

"Yes, Su Yi's main battle tendency seems to be getting heavier and heavier, if that's the case, what should we do?"

"As it was before, it will be in the future. Zhou Xueshu said, closing his eyes again and being silent.

"Why is that the same again?" muttered to many.

Zhongshuling's answer was ambiguous, but there were still some delicate-minded officials who understood the meaning and nodded slightly.

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Hearing that he was nominated as a candidate for Wu Anjun, Su Yi was the most surprised.

"This, I'm young, how can I ...... it" Su Yi muttered, but after thinking about it, he seemed to have realized something, and turned to the direction of the capital to make a deep move, and said loudly: "Xie Lao Yuanrong has worked hard, Xiaosheng will definitely live up to high expectations!"

The words fell, and the ground under his feet shook slightly, as if Lao Yuanrong was expressing affirmation.

Su Shi'er's eyes shone brightly, and she said: "Yi'er, now you are also a candidate for Wu Anjun, and you will not lose to Lu Buqun at all, and I will be able to fight back against Mama Wang in the future, she is chattering in my ear every day." ”

"I'm far worse than Lu Buqun, he's a flying general. The corners of Su Yi's mouth twitched.

"But that flying general failed to save the world, and you ......" Liu Xinzhao's eyes were like torches, and it took a long time to calm down, and then said, "Su Lang, do you remember your agreement after the Yuedan review?"

"Well, in May, I'll go to the Yingzhou Conference. Su Yi nodded.

Liu Xinzhao was in a happy mood, as if she had tasted luscious honey, and raised a sweet smile.

Su Yi hurriedly looked away and looked at Su Shi'er, who looked ignorant.

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and it changed back to the scene of the night, and Su Yi remembered the "Shooting Sutra" in the sky.

The light of "Shooting Sutra" has converged, as if it has turned into a star, shining in the sky.

Even from a distance of thousands of miles, Su Yi could clearly see that this scripture exuded a soft brilliance in the sky.

The stars are like shining water, and the light is like soft yarn.

In the night sky, in addition to the twenty-eight general stars, there are many stars that are brighter than ordinary stars, and "Shooting the Scriptures" is one of them.

Su Yi watched it for a long time, and even her neck was sore, but she didn't see any other movements in "Shooting the Scriptures".

"Why don't you come down......?"

Su Yi was very helpless in his heart, he was still going to promote this archery textbook, did he have to copy it again?

Just thinking about it, "Shooting the Scriptures" suddenly threw a ray of silver light in two opposite directions, and disappeared into two spatial ripples respectively, like a meteor reflecting the night.

A ray of silver light shot into the small world and hit a hundred-zhang-high stone tablet in the Jinglun Courtyard.

In an instant, the pillar of light of this stone tablet broke through a million zhang, as if it was about to be higher than the stars.

At the same time, dozens of scripture steles around them shook in unison, like nightingales chirping, like a thousand bells around the beams.

The old man in the courtyard was taken aback and looked at the glowing stone tablet, on which more than 2,000 characters were carved, which was the book "Shooting the Scriptures".

It's just that these two thousand words are like a dream, like a cloud, and they can't be peeped at by any shallow person of the Holy Dao, let alone memorized.

Then, the light converged like a whirlpool, slowly turning into a simple and handsome bamboo slip, and the word "Shooting Sutra" was engraved at the frontispiece, which is a copy of this scripture.

The old man's face was full of excitement, this was the first new scripture he had ever seen!

But when the old man wanted to spread out the bamboo slips to check the contents, he seemed to be obstructed by a huge force, and he couldn't see the text after the "Shooting Sutra" anyway; in desperation, the old man had to go to the main hall of the king's landing, intending to present this scripture to the old Yuanrong, but halfway through, he remembered that the old Yuanrong were not here, so he turned around and walked towards the teleportation point at the exit.

As he walked, the old man weighed the scriptures in his hand and said, "There is no weight at all, it is as ethereal and elusive as a cloud, it is really a classic! ”

The old man stood on top of a formation, his body turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the sky.

After he left, in another "Wenzong Academy" in this small world, there was a lifelike statue rising from the ground, standing up with people, and the face was Su Yi!

Another ray of silver light from "Shooting the Scriptures" shot into another small world: the White Horse Forum.

The White Horse Forum is a small world shaped by the famous philosopher Gongsun Long, with his own "White Horse Non-Horse" sophistry, which was originally used as a place for famous scholars to communicate and debate with each other, and later under the accumulation of topics, the small world gradually expanded and evolved into a treasure place for all the people to talk about the scriptures and Taoism.

As long as you are promoted to a pedestrian, you can use the "famous thorn" to let your mind enter this place, discuss current affairs in the world, and debate hot topics.

This world is beyond the horizon, and in the vast bluestone land, countless stone tablets stand up regularly, and each stone tablet is a topic.

On this land, there are many figures flying back and forth, and when they encounter a topic that interests them, they will stop and join the discussion of the crowd.

There are tens of thousands of people gathered under some topic steles, while some steles only have a few people.

After the victory of the war, hundreds of thousands of scholars poured into the White Horse Forum, waiting for something in an open field, including the Imperial Fu Yuan and Ji County Order, and they all knew that the previous racial war was huge and wonderful, and new topics would be formed in the forum! )