Chapter 141: Blasphemy, Barefoot Mozi.
In the confusion and stunned of everyone, Hei Bo began to read out the second king's book, and the old and calm voice resounded in the main hall of the political hall.
"Qin Gongjunshu: Move Jingjian to temporarily handle the affairs of the Zuoshu Governor's Mansion for the long history; Qianche Ying is the general of Liyang. ”
The content of this Jun book made the Manchu Dynasty civil and military stunned, Jing Jian and others knew it, but Gan Long, Du Zhi and others were surprised.
After all, Jing Jian moved from the internal history to the history of the left chief of the Governor's Mansion, and his title was downgraded by one level. And Zi Cheying moved from Weiwei to General Liyang, and his title was reduced by two levels.
From the operation of Yingquliang, it can be seen that all the old ministers have been promoted and made a fortune, but they are the upstarts who follow Yingquliang and have been belittled.
The upstart was demoted, Gan Long and others were happy, but they felt inexplicable again.
For a while, everyone's hearts were like a mess. Laughing absurdly, he knew in his heart that the early deployment had been basically completed.
Next, it is time for Yingquliang to be gradually implemented and improved, so that the old clans and others will relax their vigilance, and it will also give the new upstarts time to control the place.
After taking a sip of white water, his eyes were deep, he didn't care about the stunnedness of others, his thoughts drifted into the distance, he could leave Liyang.
At the end of the meeting, a group of people were busy congratulating, a group of people were quiet and terrible, only sitting quietly in their positions, he was waiting for everyone to leave.
Entering the Mojia headquarters is a big event after all, and it is a risky thing, and he must inform Yingquliang.
"National teacher, please have a gentleman!" After a while, Heibo walked out of the corridor and saluted towards the wilderness.
"Hmm."
Nodding, he got up and followed Hei Bo from the corridor, and at this time, Yingqu Liang stood in the study.
"Your Majesty."
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Yingquliang turned his head to look at the wilderness: "National teacher, take a seat!" ”
sat down on the side, smiled wildly, and said: "Your Majesty, all the arrangements have been completed, only need to be refined, I am ready to leave Liyang and go to the Mojia headquarters." ”
Hearing this, the smile on Yingquliang's face narrowed slightly: "The national teacher has already decided?" ”
"Hmm."
nodded, and was desolate: "No regrets about dying!" ”
Everyone has what they want to do and what they should do, and he knows his heart clearly, what he wants is the supremacy of martial arts, not to leave a name in history.
Even if he became a Qin national teacher, it was only for him to pursue martial arts.
Yingquliang raised his head, stared at the wilderness, and after half a sound, he paused one word after another, and said: "The national teacher is miserable, the Mo family is different from others, you should be cautious!" ”
"Okay."
Araku nodded, then turned to leave.
Until Huang walked to the door of the political hall, Yingquliang's solemn and solemn voice came: "If the national teacher is gone, he will not return......
"Qu Liang is not capable now, but, when the change is successful, Qu Liang will personally avenge the national teacher, if Qu Liang can't do it, he will leave the ancestral training to future kings."
Hearing this, Yingquliang's words made his heart warm, and then he turned his head and smiled, with a bright smile.
"Thank you."
With that, he strode away.
Life in the world, someone cares, it is a wonderful thing, for today's famine, and because of this, he did not hesitate to move his family to Liyang.
Back in the house, Huang walked into the third entrance, talked to his parents, explained some words to Hei Jiu, and then returned to the study.
At this time, Feng Zheng and Xiang Li were waiting in the study, and they all brought their luggage.
"Let's go!"
Glancing at Yang, he said in a deep voice, "Contact the disciples of the Mo family and let the other party guide us." ”
"No."
Half an hour later, the bitter harvest came and saluted to the wilderness: "National teacher, please!" ”
"There is labor!"
Riding a horse, straight into the west of the Qin State, the group walked into the 100,000 mountains, with Mozi's disciples to lead the way, and did not take the wrong road along the way.
Qinling.
It rises up in the south bank of Weishui for hundreds of miles, forming the first peak valley, which is called Nanshan by people all over the world, and also called by 100,000 mountains.
Based on the land of the Qinling Mountains, the barren looked at the vast mountains, and the wind signs on the side saw that the barren stopped, and couldn't help but open his mouth to introduce.
"The flow of the world is separated from this southern mountain, and most of the rivers in the north flow into the great river, and most of the rivers in the south flow into the great river."
Feng Zheng took a sip of water, put away the water bag, and couldn't help but talk eloquently: "The people of the time called the four big rivers that independently entered the sea the four desecrations, which are the big river, the big river, the Huai water, and the Jishui. ”
"The tributaries of the four desecrations are called the eight streams, namely Weishui, Luoshui, Hanshui, Chushui, Yingshui, Rushui, Surabaya, and Yishui."
"The four desecrations and eight streams are all famous mountains, the river is out of Kunlun, the river is out of Minshan, the king house is out of Ji, and the Huai is out of Tongbai."
"The Yishui is the smallest of the eight streams, and it flows into Surabaya and then into Huaishui, which is a tributary of the tributaries, but because it originates from Mount Tai, it is among the famous waters."
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Hearing Feng Zheng's words, Huang nodded, he knew in his heart that these four desecrations basically included most of the Central Plains.
Moreover, Chu Di was not included in it.
"It's a good place, it's easy to defend and difficult to attack, and Lao Mozi is also a ruthless man...... he smiled absurdly, but he knew that the Qinling Mountains at this time were purely barbaric places.
Mozi led the Mo family to hide here, no wonder the world couldn't find it.
"Nanshan is a natural place of beauty, with mountains and rivers arching guards, and there are Mojia organs to create ...... in it."
"The Mojia headquarters is built on the mountain, with 864 houses, 64 wells, more than 400 acres of cultivated land and many secret stone cave warehouses."
Xiang Lidu pondered for a moment, and then looked towards the wilderness: "This also causes the disciples of the Mo family to survive here without leaving the city." ”
"The headquarters is sturdy and practical, and the organs are dense, and it is difficult for ordinary elite troops to get close!"
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Seeing that Xiang Lidu was hiding the Mo family, he told the wilderness in such a grand manner, and he was so bitter that he wanted to split, and he couldn't wait to immediately slash Xiang Lidu, the second or fifth boy.
"Ahem......"
coughed a few times, and was reminded: "Xiangli is still in the Mo family, doesn't the national teacher think it's too much?" ”
"Haha, just curious."
After resting for a while, Araku came to the Mo family's headquarters with the bitter gain, because this time it was an invitation to Araku to enter, and the Mo family did not expose the external defense and shadows.
"Old friends come to the door, it's really full of brilliance...... an old laugh came, and the barefoot old man came quickly.
"Old Mozi, haven't you changed your old problem of not wearing shoes?" Feng Zheng smiled and quipped.
"Haha......"
Mozi laughed, and then looked at the wilderness and the Xianglidu, only staying on the Xianglidu for a while, and finally landed on the wilderness.
Mozi also knew about the disobedient disciple of Xiang Li, and the incident caused an uproar in the Mo family.
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.
But it doesn't matter who it is.
There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
on this.
Shen Changqing is used to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
Arguably.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppression Division is huge.
The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.
Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.
Have memories of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.
Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.
At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.
Access to the attic.
The environment has changed in vain.
A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.
The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.