Lord Yang is about the same age as Yue Buqun, short in stature, peculiar in appearance, and a person from the temple, who is actually a "heavenly eunuch", but he is disabled and strong, and the name of talent can reach the heavens.

Yue Buqun just clenched his fists and bowed slightly, "Lord Yang", and there was no more expression.

Lord Yang also looked at Yue Buqun.

When he knew that Master Mu handed over his son to a Jianghu man to tutor Kaowen champion, he was also as confused as the world.

He himself is a great Confucian and a celebrity, and he has come up step by step through the imperial examination, and he knows that the imperial examination is not easy.

And Master Mu's performance in this war against Mongolia was eye-catching, and his performance in the post-war recuperation process also made his eyes shine.

Master Mu bluntly said that all this came from Yue Buqun's guidance, which made Lord Yang interested in Yue Buqun. After learning that Mu Zhen had become the top student in high school in less than a year, Lord Yang was only stunned, and suddenly had the idea of seeing Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun was neither humble nor arrogant when facing Lord Yang, his expression was indifferent, unlike facing a prominent ***, he just wanted to face an equal friend.

Lord Yang didn't care, with his status, he didn't need to listen to compliments, those false respects were of no benefit to him, and he wanted to know Yue Buqun and also wanted to use his strengths. There is no shortage of people around you, so leave this task to those who need it.

Lord Yang also hugged his fists and said, "Mr. Yue, I am fortunate to have a good meeting, please take a seat."

Yue Buqun said, "Thank you."

Master Yang said, "Mr. Mu was shocked when he mentioned Mr. Yue, and after he relayed many of Mr. Yue's words, this hall also felt that it was extremely appropriate. It is admirable that he is not a temple man, but he is proficient in military and political affairs."

Yue Buqun said: "It was Lord Mu who showed love, and it was Lord Mu who trusted Yue, so he dared to believe Yue's words on paper."

Lord Yang said: "Mr. Yue is too modest, the war came suddenly, and the church was also in a hurry, if it wasn't for the proper handling of General Mu, I'm afraid it wouldn't have gone so smoothly. Today, we invite Mr. to give me advice."

Yue Buqun smiled, "It's the adults who are too modest. The adults are civilian generals, and they are entrusted with important tasks at critical moments, which is very human, and the Mongolian iron cavalry cannot defeat the adults."

Lord Yang said, "Mr. Yue, this hall didn't invite you down to Huashan to listen to this. On the shoulders of this hall is the trust of the emperor and the responsibility of the people on the border, Mr. Yue was born and raised here, and he has both the ability and the ability to contribute."

Yue Buqun said, "What the Lord said is true. It is the blessing of the people to have the people in mind. It's just that Yue has no experience in government, so it is inevitable that he will fall into empty talk, so Yue will just say it, and adults will listen to it, and as for whether it is appropriate, it is up to the adults themselves to discern whether it is appropriate."

Lord Yang said, "Sir, please speak."

Yue Buqun started from repairing the dredging of walls and trenches to strengthen the border defense, and then strengthened the development and construction of the border areas to protect the territory and the people; and then to recruit troops to settle the fields, settle the displaced people, deal with the affairs of ethnic minorities, strengthen the external defense system, maintain tribute trade with the Western Regions, etc., and so on, I said everything that came to mind.

Lord Yang was surprised inexplicably.

It was impossible for Yue Buqun to know what he was going to ask him, and he couldn't prepare an answer in advance. This casually said, many of them coincided with their own meditation and hard thinking, some of them were still hesitating, but Yue Buqun said a word, and there was a sense of seeing the sun through the clouds, and it was by no means just talk on paper.

It's a pity that such people are in the rivers and lakes.

Yue Buqun said that it was enough, took a sip of tea, and looked at Lord Yang's expression should be satisfied.

Yue Buqun finally said, "Yue Mou is just moving his mouth here, if he really wants to do this, there are too many things to do, and it is not within Yue's ability."

Lord Yang took a deep breath and said, "This has already made people pause, this hall has thanked Mr. first, and I will ask Mr. for more advice in the future, please don't shirk Mr."

Yue Buqun said: "My lord's words are serious, Yue must know everything and say everything."

Lord Yang has the intention of seeing Yue Buqun and hating it late.

He didn't understand martial arts, but he knew that Yue Buqun had just cultivated a martial champion, and in his cognition, martial arts

The champion is the limit of martial arts.

And Yue Buqun cultivated a literary champion in a blink of an eye, and Lord Yang asked himself that literature was not weaker than anyone else, so he studied literature with Yue Buqun.

Lord Yang is a prodigy, he became famous at the age of eight, he was promoted at the age of fourteen, and he stepped into the career of a jinshi at the age of eighteen.

Yue Buqun couldn't train Mu Zhen to become a writer within a year, so he could only cope with the exam, but Yue Buqun's own literary skills were not covered.

No matter what aspect Lord Yang is learning from, Yue Buqun can deal with it easily, and he is not sharp, but it makes Lord Yang feel like a spring breeze.

Lord Yang knew that he had met a master.

Meeting friends with literature, Yue Buqun's calligraphy attainments also surprised Lord Yang, the level is high, comparable to his friend Li Dongyang, a university scholar, and he is quite inferior.

This meeting was very pleasant, Yue Buqun and Lord Yang were satisfied, and Mr. Mu was also impressed when he watched from the side.

At the beginning, Yue Buqun was invited to the capital, but he was reserved and released his pigeons.

Fortunately, he woke up in time, and as soon as he got close to Yue Buqun, he made meritorious service in the northwest, and his son was a little lightning fast, so he lacked opportunities to react.

Yue Buqun stood in front of the table, waving with his heart, Lord Yang and Lord Mu were on the left and right, and they were also concentrating.

Lord Yang had to leave Yue Buqun with a pair of ink treasures, and Yue Buqun couldn't do his best.

Suddenly, Yue Buqun paused and stopped.

Lord Yang was stunned, how could he stop writing smoothly, it wouldn't be beautiful if he didn't do it in one go.

Just as he was about to ask, Yue Buqun raised his head and stared out the window, his brows furrowed slightly.

Mr. Mu reacted immediately, and was about to step forward to block Lord Yang.

With a "bang", the window was torn apart, and a sword had reached Lord Yang's eyes.

Things happened too fast, Lord Yang didn't react, it was too late for Mr. Mu to block, the brush in Yue Buqun's hand suddenly flew up, hitting the fast sword in front of Lord Yang.

The pen of the empty bamboo knocked the long sword away, and at this time, General Mu had already blocked Lord Yang behind him.

Yue Buqun's expression remained unchanged, and he tried the skill of this sword with one move.

The second sword came to Lord Yang again like lightning, but the middle interval of this Mu chief soldier was unhindered.

"So fast!"

Mr. Mu was shocked, and just as he wanted to react, Yue Buqun's hand had already arrived.

This time, he didn't shoot the long sword, but reached out and pinched the sword, and the lightning stopped in front of Lord Yang, and he could kill Lord Yang if he went further, but it was this small step that became a moat.