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"We ordinary people, we're really happy today!"

Wang Ce returned with a full load, and his mood was so good that he repeatedly hummed an out-of-tune song all the way back to Nanya, and sat down in the teahouse at the intersection.

In the past, I wanted to be in the spirit and soul but couldn't, and on that day, the two yas were in civil strife, and I finally took the risk of taking a chance outside the city to win the spirit and soul of a martial artist.

Today, Tang Zhengyue alone is worth the capital, not to mention the spirit and soul of the four martial artists who are still bought and given away.

The spirit souls of two martial artists can resurrect a seventh-level tyrant war spirit.

The spirit souls of the two Martial Sects can resurrect an eighth-level battle spirit. The deal made a lot of money.

A Tang Zhengyue is a pity that he is an immortal martial sect, if it is a nightless martial sect, then he can barely resurrect a lower-level eighth-level Tongtian battle spirit. Of course, Wang Ce's cultivation is too poor, and at most he can only resurrect the human male level.

It's always good to be prepared, though. This is Wuzun Wuzun, not a wild dog scattered all over the ground, do you think the essence and soul of Wuzun Wuzong are so easy to get.

What's more, the harvest of the bronze pot is more than that. These days, the emperor has not cut off his head, and more than 30 masters in the Gangqi Realm have died, which is enough for Wang Ce to resurrect one or more powerful war spirit armies.

If Wang Ce was willing to decompose the spirit and soul of the Immortal Martial Sect into countless parts, just relying on the strong spirit and soul of this Immortal Martial Sect would be enough to have a strong war spirit army long ago.

Of course, that would be a waste. Not in line with business experience.

Wang Ce was elated: "Boss Ji, come and pot your best tea here." ”

The boss of the tea shop Ji laughed: "Yo, Lord Wang, you seem to be very happy today, it seems that you have bumped into a good thing." I heard that you are young, but you are a fourth-grade official, which is very remarkable. At a glance, you know that you will be a commander in the future. ”

Wang Ce laughed proudly, what kind of bullshit is the title of the fourth grade, who cares. Who cares about a shit-like shit-like soothing envoy from the four pins!

From the four products of the town to soothe, due to some historical reasons, it has become a fictitious position. If you hang up this position, it only means that you have the qualifications to serve as a major leader in any of the two departments.

The most typical is the three most powerful departments, which must be suppressed on their heads to be enough. As for the kind of place like the logistics department, the general general commander is enough.

The departments directly under the two yas, the big leaders are all the commanders-in-chief. The chief of the branches of the lower provinces is also the commander-in-chief. However, the direct agency is obviously half a level higher, and if you count the pacification envoys, it is a whole level higher.

At present, he is the fourth rank of the honorary rank from the fourth rank. As soon as you enter the fourth grade, you are a solid high-ranking official, and if you climb up a little more, it will basically be enough to reach the level of a provincial official. For a seventeen-year-old, this is a promising prospect.

In Wang Danian's words: "My lord, I don't do anything, I have been working for 20 years, and the most important thing is from the command of the three products." ”

Wang Danian is in charge, and it is no wonder that hundreds of officials in the court are sharpening their knives. When they were seventeen years old, they were still wearing open crotch pants and playing with mud, so they didn't want to live with such a degree of promotion.

The age of Zhishi stipulated by the imperial court is seventy years old at the latest. In other words, as long as the emperor is willing, he can take Wang Ce to play for another fifty years in minutes.

The actual position of the fourth product, plus 50 years? That is, after giving a pig 50 years later, they will all be Manchu Dynasty henchmen, cover the sky with one hand, and dare to usurp the throne if they give a martial emperor.

However, for a person who is planning to run away, don't talk about the four grades, even if you don't change the throne.

Wang Ce was drinking tea while thinking about things.

Xiong Shiwu and the others touched in: "I know you're here." ”

Lu Ke smiled: "It's okay, it's just that there is news from Beiya, saying that Emperor Zhu Wu is dead, and the whole world is furious, and threatens to give our Northern Tang a good-looking one." ”

Pi carefully pouted: "They will shout and exploit us, they really have the ability to find their two old martial emperors back." ”

Wang Ce was secretly amused, if the world really wanted to recall even a missing old martial emperor, the old eunuch Wang was probably not an opponent. The Northern Tang Dynasty will either go to war directly, or it will only bow its head.

"Boss Ji, have some snacks. Xiong Shiwu coughed a few times: "Don't underestimate the world, in the end, it is a thousand-year-old family." There is news from Beiya, saying that Dashi sent people to Xiliang and Dongning, vaguely to join forces to fight our Northern Tang Dynasty first. ”

Wang Ce chuckled in his heart, the activities of the sharp brother Tang Chengming vaguely had the background of Dongning people. It's really not easy to judge Dongning's movements, in case they really worry about the Northern Tang Dynasty and start a war together, it will be a big disaster.

Over the past year, I have always been in the Northern Tang Dynasty, and I have always had feelings for this land and these people. Wang Ce cursed himself for being too soft-hearted, so he had to smile and say, "Don't worry, Your Majesty will definitely deal with it." ”

"Emperor Wu, I can't imagine that one day our Northern Tang Dynasty will also have Emperor Wu. "Pi Xin is a typical excited man.

The Northern Tang Dynasty gave birth to Emperor Wu, which made the Northern Tang Dynasty from top to bottom, from officials to ordinary people, everyone was born with confidence and pride.

made up for this lack of confidence, not to mention the fanatics like Pi Careful, even the people who clamored for war were definitely not a few.

Why do ordinary people support the war, and why are they so enthusiastic?

Because of the oppression and exploitation of the superior powers, there can only be one hegemon in a region, and there can only be one hegemon who exploits other countries. Exploiting other countries to subsidize their own courts and people is a popular interest of the people.

The superior country is a bit like the United States in the previous life, the Yankees are rich because they spend money, and the whole world pays for them. This is much the case with these superior nations.

Self-cultivation governs the country and levels the world, don't understand the meaning of the world crookedly. In the eyes of the literati, the meaning of the world is mostly to exploit other countries for the benefit of their own people.

In a world where force dominates everything, don't think that literati are some kind of good man.

The mainstream idea of various countries is "inner saint and outer god", and "inner saint and outer king" has the same meaning. It's not just a mainstream idea, it's not just a rhetoric, it's a universal view that everyone is putting into practice.

The physiognomy of a saint is the highest ideal state of spiritual belief.

The Martial God is the highest ideal realm in the martial arts world.

One is the satisfaction of the soul, and the other is the limit of martial arts. It is enough to show how expressive and vivid the "inner saint and outer god" are.

Wang Ce suddenly smiled: "Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu is a winter worm, we are Xia Cao, it is estimated that there is no hope of seeing it in this life." Emperor Wu, that is the shadow, you see it, but you can never touch it. ”

"Cut, the Martial Emperor is still bent on pursuing the realm of the Martial God. Pi Cheng made it clear that he despised it and was full of confidence: "My ideal is to become Emperor Wu." ”

Wang Ce burst into tears suddenly, Ah Pi's psychological age was too immature, and he would not regard Emperor Wu as a target if he was a little sensible.

Emperor Wu has a long lifespan, even if it is accumulative, Wang Ce believes that there should be some Emperor Wu in the land of Dongzhou. But you also have to be realistic, and see how big the entire Dongzhou is, and how many people from more than 20 countries add up.

With such a huge population base, can a martial emperor be born in ten years? Or, one in a hundred years?

You're just starting out in business, and you fantasize about being Bill Gates from the beginning? That's too fierce. The meal should be eaten in one bite, and the road should be walked step by step.

Dude is not a dreamer.

"Forget it, let's go. What I asked you to prepare, are you ready?" Wang Ce walked out, and glanced back at the elegant middle-aged man in the corner who was very clean, but he couldn't see through it.

Each of them is a little light

The tea shop was empty, and the middle-aged man sitting in the corner frowned: "That kid is the cunning boy you said? I don't like it, full of nonsense, what cordyceps." "It is said that Emperor Wu seems to be an endangered animal.

"There are so many people who can enter your Song Feiran's eyes, and there are so many in the world!" Boss Ji smiled.

Song Feiran's face was slightly pale: "The little girl you said is very good, but first I look at the coughing teenager, it's not bad, tough and determined to go to ......."

"Xiong Shiwu, he is only sixteen years old, he is in the realm of temperament, is it five degrees of affinity, or is it six degrees?" Boss Ji also couldn't remember clearly. It's no wonder that Xiong Shiwu is a genius among geniuses in any L-generation teenager, but the light was blocked by Wang Ce and Zhu Haitang.

Song Feiran groaned, and Boss Ji smiled: "Could it be that you really have a thought?"

Song Feiran did not deny it.

"It's snowing again today. ”

Wang Ce complained that he was born in the south all his life, and he was really not suitable for the days when the Northern Tang Dynasty came down in winter and snowed on an average of one poisonous day.

Liu Wufang obediently took off his fur coat for Wang Ce, Wang Ce shook some snowflakes on his body, stomped into the house, and threw all the large stacks of files he was holding on the desk: "Is my master here today?"

"Master Su said that he won't come today, let you figure out the spirit pattern by yourself. "Liu Wufang exudes a little bit of admiration, on the one hand, he is a martial arts genius, and on the other hand, he is also a refiner, which is rare.

"I'm exhausted. Wang Ce hated going to work, just as the employees in his previous life hated him.

Every winter, it is often the time when Nanya and Yushitai are more active. There are many snowfalls in the winter of the Northern Tang Dynasty, disaster relief, official inaction, embezzlement of grain money, etc., and so on, there are always a lot of them every year.

No, the Criminal Department today asked the Second Division to assist in the arrest of a county official who was seriously derelict in his duties and caused more than 100 people to freeze to death in June due to inaction and other reasons.

For the two places, it doesn't matter if it's spring, summer, autumn and winter, it's all the same anyway, it's just a brick, where you need to move it.

I don't know where the woman with a tendon is now. Wang Ce shook away his distracting thoughts, held the dossier collected by Xiong Shiwu and others, and read it slowly.

Winter, that's a lot of trouble.

Liu Wufang doesn't have much cultivation, and running together is mostly difficult to endure in the winter snow. Once this kind of little kid gets sick on the way, it's better to be yourself.

Gotta when I'm unlucky. Wang Ce was helpless, continued to read the dossier, and shouted: "Girl, grind the ink." ”

Little Lori pouted, grinding ink while breathing. Wang Ce examines the dossier, occasionally drawing a few strokes on the booklet to make a little record. Xiao Luo was curious: "What are you doing?"

"Curiosity kills cats. Wang Ce glared, little Lori was not afraid, but made a grimace.

It's not easy to do! The eyeliner of the two yas, the local armies in various places, and even the garrisons of the eight government armies. In particular, the Northern Tang Dynasty was intensively planning for foreign wars, and all parts of the country were strict and strict.

Dragging a little Lori with little cultivation, it's hard to pass. Wang Ce scratched his head, thought about it and continued Lin Xian

At this time, Dai Shuang suddenly visited. Dai Shuang's first sentence was: "My lord, take me with you." ”

Wang Ce's face suddenly became fierce!