Late spring, March. Yuelu Academy, Mountain Changjing Room - Ju'an Xiaoxie.

Two slender figures are looking at the drizzle outside the window, and their expressions are leisurely boiling tea.

"It has been two months since Wang Nanrong's eight thousand iron horsemen entered the customs, and most of the demons and monsters in the north who are slightly famous have been cleared by the iron horsemen under his command.

Those dark piles buried in Buddhism were beaten by Wang Nanrong with grass and rabbits, and there were not a few left, senior brother, should we send some disciples to the north to build some private schools and study to expand the momentum and spread the knowledge of the saints?"

Regarding the words of the inquirer, the person being asked thought about it for a long time, and only after a stick of incense did he slowly shake his head: "Senior brother, when the academy was at its peak, we could divide the troops, but now we can't.

The rise of Lingwu Marquis Nanrong is too weird, I can't see through him, and I am afraid that we will be empty if we are planted under his nose. ”

Surprised to look at the person who replied, the person who asked the question was full of incredulity, this person in front of him was the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable Mr. Zhi who was respected as the last Confucian in this dynasty!

Touching his beard that he had taken care of for many years, Mr. Shan Changzhi of Yuelu Academy continued: "Senior brother, don't be surprised, although the world respects me as the last great Confucian of this dynasty, you and I know best how this is, I am just a puppet from Huaiyou, and I am always one line away from the realm of Confucianism.

Although Wang Nanrong is inferior to me in the realm on the surface, the fist that swept everything above Beibi that day was enough to tell the world his true combat power, and I was not as good as him. ”

Hearing his most respected senior brother say the five words "I am inferior to him", the expression of the person who asked the question suddenly collapsed.

Buddhism has been in business for hundreds of years, and it is normal for Confucianism to lose power, and Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is not comparable to Confucianism for a long time.

But they can't even provoke Wang Nanrong, a guy who has sprung up, does this Confucian sect still have any hope for revival?

The affairs of Confucianism have nothing to do with Wang Yu, and after leading the troops to traverse the demons in the north, Wang Yu's rank has been promoted to another level.

The prince of Jin, the scholar of Dongge University, the governor of You, and the two states, the concession to return to the hometown to feast on the seven days of the Xuanhe lintel.

This promotion almost pushed Wang Yu to the cusp of the Great Zhou court, and countless impeachments and accusations came to Wang Yu on the second day of the reward announcement.

If it weren't for Wang Yu's self-respect for the Huns and the power of the army, and the strength of the whole body and the fact that he could not win it with an edict, this reward would have almost killed the entire family of any official in the Great Zhou before it fell.

Wang Yu knew about Emperor Zhou's sinister intentions, but he had no idea of revenge against the only husband in the palace who enjoyed his love for beauty.

This generation of Emperor Zhou is a wine-colored disciple, the kidney water has long been exhausted, and eat more of those tiger and wolf demons, if it were not for Pudu Cihang, the demon monk who often uses demon power to prolong his life, I am afraid that he will not even be able to wait for the Yuan Reform Ceremony to follow in the footsteps of his Laozi Daxing Emperor, and his soul will return to the netherworld.

Even if there is a demon monk Pudu Cihang who uses his demon power to prolong his life, Wang Yu is not optimistic about the longevity of this generation of Emperor Zhou.

Based on Wang Yu's understanding of the human body, he can conclude that the current Zhou Emperor is only afraid that after a year and a half, he will end up dying violently.

What's the point of scheming with a dying man!

What's more, following this opportunity to annihilate the demon mountain bandits, Wang Yu extended his reputation and tentacles to the entire north in one fell swoop.

In terms of fame and status in the minds of the people in the north, Wang Yu is not inferior to anyone in the world, and once the time is ripe, these fame will bring him countless benefits.

Not to mention, just now, these fame and status have brought him a lot of benefits.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the north who had no food and clothing due to natural and man-made disasters migrated to the secluded and bitter cold land of their habitual thinking because they trusted him, the Marquis of Lingwu.

Now that the orthodoxy of the Zhou family is still there, the people in the north are already like this, and when the Zhou family loses virtue and competes in the world together, the north is only afraid that it will be like a secluded state and two states, and he will be easily absorbed into his pocket.

Originally, after Jingping in the north, Wang Yu wanted to lead his troops to the south, and once again repeated the act of brushing up fame in the northern Xinjiang, but due to the triple obstacles of the Great Zhou royal family, the central court, and the Buddhism, as well as the looming dragging behavior of the three sects of Taoism and the four courtyards of Confucianism, Wang Yu's idea failed to take shape.

His tentacles of power stopped at the front line of the Huai River under the suppression of many parties, Wang Yu didn't think anything about it, after all, the step was too big, but it would pull the egg!

Due to Emperor Zhou's repeated orders, before the late spring and summer arrived, Wang Yu took the soldiers who went to Kyoto to officially embark on the journey of 'returning home' brocade clothes without night.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or the center of the imperial court deliberately arranged it, the Nie family, who was invited by Wang Yu to the post station to cooperate, went out of Kyoto with Wang Yu to Zhejiang on the same day.

Daozuo met, and Wang Yu, who had promised the Nie family that they could go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang together, had no other way but to fulfill his promise.

So, Wang Yu, who was ready to make a quick decision, returned to his hometown for a week, boasted of his exploits for a week, and then turned back to the secluded and sorted out the things he had accumulated for many days, and took the Nie family smoothly for nearly a month before stepping into the predecessor's hometown - Zhezhou.

The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the center of the imperial court were almost unhappy, counting the time for the seven-day flowing water banquet, and the rights of the two states appeared in a vacuum period of at least one and a half months.

Although this one-and-a-half-month vacuum period cannot sweep away the prestige and power that Wang Yu has accumulated in Youzhou and Erzhou, it is enough for them to mix in countless sands.

In the next few years, as long as Wang Yu does not tear his face, under the response of these sands, he will definitely not be able to spare the energy to continue to expand his sphere of influence.

Today, when the Great Zhou is already crumbling, this is enough.

At the end of March, under the sunset.

The official post station outside Jinhua County, Zhejiang Prefecture welcomed a group of quirky guests.

Among the guests, there were two well-mannered literati dressed as 'masters', who looked like they were officials, and the one on horseback must have been a big official, otherwise the other official would not have shown that he wanted to stammer, but was afraid of the east and the west and did not dare to provoke.

Among the remaining guests, the twenty soldiers on tall horses are definitely ruthless, and the leader of the mountain bandits and black wind thieves caught in the county the year before last is not as strong as the one who looks the worst among the twenty generals.

The other team of both men and women is the official family members who are common on weekdays, and the third lady in these dependents, Miss Xiaoqian, who has an average status, is really like a fairy.

A few glances can make people feel fluttering!

"Little two, little two?"

Hearing the voice calling for him, the post station junior who was daydreaming suddenly woke up, and trotted all the way to the person who shouted: "This lady, what do you command?"

The one who summoned Xiao Er was the wife of Nie's father Nie Tongzhi: "Xiao Er, I just heard the sound of drums around here, is there a temple near this post station!"

"If Mrs. Hui said, there is indeed a Guanyin temple not far from the post station, which is dedicated to the Nanwu Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The presiding master of the three precepts in the temple is a well-known monk of great virtue, and this Guanyin temple is very effective!

In the county, the old man Qi's family has been a family for many years, and there are a group of wives and concubines, but they have not been able to give birth to heirs, and then the old man Qi took his wife to eat fast and chant Buddha in the Guanyin Temple for three months, and the next year Mrs. Qi gave birth to a big fat boy. ”

Listening to the call of Xiao Er's muttering in the post station, Mrs. Nie's eyes became brighter and brighter.

She has been married to Nie's father Nie Tongzhi for many years, although she has also been out of the way over the years, but they are all daughters, if she hadn't often taken the initiative to take concubines for Nie Tongzhi over the years, I am afraid that she would have been drowned by gossip.

But I don't know if the ancestral tomb of the old Nie family has committed any taboos, after so many years, whether she is a housewife or those concubines, she is born without a handle.

If it goes on like this, the huge family business of the Nie family will be cheaper than others.

Thinking of it, Mrs. Nie began to act, and after a whisper in the boudoir, Nie's father Nie Tongzhi's eyes also lit up.

If he wasn't in a hurry to have a big fat boy who could inherit the family business, Nie's father would not have taken his family to the place where he took his family when he went out to be an official.

As a result, in the post station outside Jinhua County, the two waves of people who walked all the way from the north to the south officially parted ways.

Wang Yu and the others then stayed at the post station, and the Nie family and his party rushed to the Guanyin Bodhisattva Temple not far away.

This scene made the secret agent of the Zhou Dynasty who was quietly monitoring Wang Yu's whereabouts almost jump up in a hurry, why did the imperial court temporarily change the appointment to promote your Nie Yuanguan to the next level, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?

Isn't it just to let you use a gentleman's trick to deceive Wang Nanrong, a rebel minister, and try to delay Wang Nanrong's return to the north as much as possible, so that the center of the court can mix sand with seclusion and Erzhou?

Silently recorded the black account of Nie's father Nie Yuan in the secret strategy hanging beside him, and the spy hid again, although he always felt that his hiding was only afraid that he had been discovered by Wang Nanrong, a rebel minister, but he still had to have professional cultivation.

Sitting in the center of the post station, reviewing the news that had just come from his divine sense, Wang Yu looked at Nie Yuan's disappeared back with sympathy.

I've seen the green, but I've never seen myself in a hurry to find green.

Nie Yuan's realm is really not ordinarily high, at least it has to be as high as several floors.

Under Wang Yu's divine sense investigation, it only took a moment for him to figure out the reality of the Guanyin Temple not far away.

The bald donkeys inside can indeed help people send children, but it is not Guanyin who manifests the spirit, but the ability of those bald donkeys to winding paths to secluded places is not bad.

In the case of not having a bad physique and not a bad number of people, these bald donkeys are by no means comparable to those lords and outsiders whose bodies have long been corrupted by wine-colored wealth.

As long as there is nothing unspeakable about the bodies of these lords, the wives and concubines of the outsiders, it is not difficult to conceive an heir at all.

It's just that what the surnames of these children are, only Guanyin knows.

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