The soldiers and horses of Ningshan Mansion and Gao Yu have been hoarding outside the city for eight days, but they have no intention of attacking, and they don't even call for formation, and they practice normally every day.

But the more this happened, the more strange and uneasy Fang La felt, and the news he received every day was safe and sound, without the slightest friction.

Not only Fang La, Lu Qinghou and others, but also a little surprised, at least there should be a tentative attack, such as a feint attack a few times, to see the degree of city defense here and the speed of support on the periphery, so as to further deploy the next attack strategy, but from beginning to end, in the past eight days, Gao Yu and Ning Que have not moved.

Under the careful consideration of Lu Qinghou, the deployment of troops has also changed, Fang Xiang commanded the 100,000 soldiers and horses outside the city, Fang Jie and Deng Yuanjue defended from the north and south gates respectively, Ning Buregret, Wang Ren guarded the east gate, Si Xingfang guarded the west gate, Liu Yun led the cavalry out of the north gate, sneaked into the mountains and forests late at night, and cut off the back road when waiting for the siege, Li Tianding and Zhang Jian guarded the palace, so that the original 150,000 outside the city were transferred back to 50,000 to supplement the city defense, a total of 180,000 horses in the city, and 50,000 were stationed at the south gate. The other three doors have 20,000 each, and the remaining 30,000 are freely deployed.

Under Cheng Jinyun's tutelage, Jiang Ning's mastery of the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Exercises has also become more and more mature, and the kung fu on his body is also growing by leaps and bounds, which is almost like two people before.

Fang Jinzhi also felt that the war was imminent, and he was busy running around with Ning Buregret in the army every day, but for Jiang Ning, he had never been at ease, and always felt that he, a young and beautiful master, had something to do with Jiang Ning, but he couldn't grasp the handle, so he could only give up.

The blacksmith shop has also closed its doors in the past few days, rented a house near the princess's mansion, and paid attention to the movements in the entire city, Zhou Yong is even more frequent in the city guards and the major pawnshops, and the meeting with Zhou Xiang is becoming more and more frequent.

Jiang Ning has seen Zhou Xiang twice in the past few days, each time there is a different deployment, Zhou Xiang, as an officer guarding the city, reported to the princess's mansion Ma Ye is extremely abnormal, but every time he carries something, he has some meaning of wanting to move, and Jiang Ning will naturally do enough tricks, Zhou Xiang comes out with a scolding every time, and he doesn't forget to urge when he walks to the door.

It was as if every household knew that the great war was coming, and that the streets had become deserted since the army was stationed ten miles away on May 13.

The only thing that stands out from the rest is Tai'an Academy.

Since Nangong Yaowen was trapped at home and was not allowed to enter or leave, Lu Yuntian, the first genius in Jinling, seemed to be stimulated, returned to the academy, locked himself up, and the academy was also surrounded by troops sent by Lu Qinghou, and he would not let them go out of the mountain gate at all except for the necessary expenses every day.

Many students are either not at ease at home, or can't bear the loneliness, or are attracted by those fame, within two months, there are seventy percent of the students who chose to take refuge in the Yongle Dynasty, it is ridiculous to think about it, Guan Xiaoyun, one of the four great Confucians, is arrogant, talking about poetry and etiquette, but the students who can be taught are shameless.

Guan Xiaoyun was above the attic, looking at the leafy academy, no one had pruned these branches and flowers for a long time, it was already a little broken, and in just two months, his proud students' attitudes towards him gradually changed.

Jinling talents, in this rolling tide, no one spoke, quoting scriptures and classics on weekdays, being romantic, and becoming famous, all of which have become a dead letter, a joke.

"Dean Guan, the letter from Master Horse ...... you"

Guan Xiaoyun suddenly saw a letter that was still in the corner by him, which was handed to him half a month ago, and the letter was written by Jiang Ning Jiang Zichuan, who is known as the first genius in Jiangnan, I heard that he is a disciple of Qi Yunmeng, and he is a representative of the younger generation of Hangzhou's literary circle, but now he has become the concubine of Princess Jinzhi and the lackey of Fang La.

If you can't leave your name in history, it will be stinking for 10,000 years, and Jiang Ning embodies this sentence vividly.

The day before yesterday, I heard that this Jiangning went out with the traitors of Ningshan Mansion to the front line to resist the officers and soldiers, and he came back alive, why did he come back alive? This guy is not a scholar?

Guan Xiaoyun gradually frowned, he had also seen Jiang Ning's poems, and his writing and artistic conception were naturally not able to be written at this age, thinking about it, Guan Xiaoyun gradually picked up the letter.

But the disgusted expression gradually disappeared, and became extremely dignified, and then he picked up the pen, splashed ink, and the book was indignant in his heart, and after a long time, he dried the letter that had written four pages, relieved the envelope, added a hand stamp of ink, and opened the door and walked towards the courtyard.

"A few days ago, Jiang Ning Xiao'er persuaded him to surrender, this is the old man's reply to him, take it." Guan Xiaoyun said, threw the letter in his hand to the ground, turned around with a cold snort, and walked towards the lake.

The guard frowned, but this is one of the four great Confucians today, and the military advisors have to fight hard for people, they naturally have to take care of them, and they don't dare to make half a point, otherwise they will be blamed from above, and they will not be able to eat and walk around.

The man picked up the letter, went down the mountain, and walked towards the Horse Mansion.

In the early morning of May 14, at three o'clock, the sky was already bright, and on the city walls and in the streets and alleys were posted articles with ink and talent.

"Asking for thieves, there are thieves in the southwest, surnamed Fang, named La, and the Holy Father, who is really a person who deceives the world and steals his name, three generations are Xia, eat the king's Lu, do not obey the king's will, and establish himself as a king for the southwest, which is a crime; Occupy the eighteen prefectures of the three states, slaughter the good people, occupy the people's daughters, worship the king, and build the Yongle dynasty, which are two crimes; Everywhere he went, the people were in spite of their lives, and the remnants of Mani went about their own business, committing adultery and plundering, and doing all kinds ......of evil, these are the three deadly sins."

An essay, sprinkled with more than 700 words, lists the seven sins of Fang La and Manichaeism, one by one, from the way of the king, the subjects, and the people, and the hearts of heaven, earth, and benevolence, all the corruption and disobedience of Manichaeism.

"Slap ......" was slapped on the case by Lu Qinghou with a palm, gritted his teeth and said, "Who is it?" Who is this stuff? ”

"Still checking ......"

"Check, still checking?"

"Yes, the army patrolling at three o'clock today only found out, and before, it was not ...... No ...... found"

"Attack the heart, attack the heart, this is the heart attack, in the army, in the army, can there be dissemination?" Lu Qinghou's complexion changed greatly, he was able to scatter these tens of thousands of texts all over Jinling City overnight, except for those who read, who else could have such great ability? 700 words, even if it is a hundred people, it takes a day and a night to copy, and it will definitely be a literati gathering......

"Catch ...... Arrest all those who are literate and literate, tomorrow, not before tonight, you must ask out, no, before tonight, you must catch the mastermind of this matter......" Lu Qinghou ordered, as if he had lost his sense of proportion.

"It's ......," the soldier behind him hurriedly went down to give the order.

Lu Qinghou looked at the gradually rising sun, and suddenly felt a trace of helplessness in his heart, who is this person? Unexpectedly, the method of attacking the heart has been used to such a point, and Xu Xuanjie, the most powerful enemy army, has been killed by Ning Que, who else will there be?

And the news of this text also reached Ning Que's camp in the early morning.

"Is it Gao Yu?" Ning Que asked.

He Zirong said undeniably: "It is possible...... After all, the only ones who can move inside are the scouts of the military department......"

"No, no, if he had such great ability, he wouldn't have come to me......" Ning Que denied the idea again.

Suddenly, his eyes moved: "Inform Gao Yu that at three o'clock, send troops." ”