Dahua respects the Tao, and the people's livelihood has been rich for many years, and it is the style of folk martial arts, cultivation, and Buddhahood. Because of this, there are not a few sects and gangs that have been inherited for a hundred years in Dahua Wulin, and there are often thousands of disciples. The world's masters listed in the Star Pavilion are also seven or eight out of ten from the counties and state capitals of Dahua.

After a hundred years of hardship, the people's livelihood is extremely difficult, from the court to the court, down to the villagers, all of them are thrifty and simple. In the Turkic country, farming and farming are the only way out of earnings, and practicing martial arts and running the rivers and lakes is the last of the last streams, which is despised by people.

Isn't there a master in the Turkic country?

Apparently not.

There is a somewhat innate desire for martial arts. Who doesn't want to walk high and high like a ghost? Who doesn't want to be able to crack a boulder with a thousand pounds? It's just that you can't do everything, and you have to make trade-offs.

Moreover, a country's defense cannot be without force.

The Turkic State does not carry out the imperial examination, and there are only two places for officials: hereditary and recommended.

Duanmu Jing, Mu Danqing, Mu Yu and others were born noble, and they were all hereditary.

And Xu Qianmeng, Yu Lingyi and others are all from ordinary families, and they were recommended by the emperor to stand in the temple.

Among the superintendents in various places, students with excellent character and academic performance will be referred to the government of each prefecture and the staff of the civil service. If the staff is a good director, they can be recommended by the chief official as an official, which shows that it is difficult for a literati to succeed overnight.

Xu Qianmeng is famous, and he is the great Confucian of the Turkic country, but he has never been recommended by the powerful and has obtained an official position. The young Duanmu Yu admired his talent and went incognito to the Hanshan hut where he settled. The two of them talked about the past and the present in the grass hut that could not block the wind and the rain, and talked about current affairs. A few days later, Duanmu Yu wore a four-clawed python robe, rode a five-colored BMW, and led the eight-carried sedan chair to visit again. Xu Qianmeng heard the sound, smiled at each other, and sat down without hesitation.

The so-called confidant, but that's it!

After only being the chief staff guest secretary in the East Palace for half a month, Duanmu Yu strongly recommended him as a loyal doctor, discussing national policies and national politics, ranking in a high position in the court.

Death for a confidant.

Xu Qianmeng soon proposed to "reform the government and eliminate the accumulated evils", and concurrently served as the minister of political reform, not only merging the yamen and eliminating redundant personnel, but also promoting self-sufficiency in military camps and fields, and ending the military maintenance tax to reduce the burden on the people. During this period, he did not know how many open attacks, how many assassinations, and how many times he escaped death! However, in the past ten years, the Turkic country has risen like the sun, and all industries have gathered, and it has the tendency to keep pace with Dahua.

The deeds of Xu Qianmeng and Duanmu Yutou reciprocated Li soon spread all over the country and became a beautiful conversation, and it was only a matter of time before it was recorded in the annals of the Turkic Kingdom.

Unlike Xu Qianmeng, Yu Lingyi was self-recommended, and this is the only case in the entire Great Turkic Country.

Twelve years ago, Yu Lingyi realized that he had achieved great success in martial arts, and walked out of the village with a bag on his shoulder, and went straight to Yinyang City. When he arrived in Yinyang City, he asked when he saw people, "Where are the best martial artists in the Turkic Kingdom?"

Everyone told him: the best martial artist is in the Governor's Mansion.

What is the Governor's Mansion? All the royal relatives and nobles need to be high-handed, and all these masters are all kept in the Governor's Mansion before entering the major mansions.

Early in the morning of the second day, Yu Lingyi put on a new suit and stood in front of the gate of the Governor's Mansion, and as soon as the "Dianmao" bell rang, he shouted inward: "The master recommends himself! The master recommends himself!" The officials and guests of the Governor's Mansion were all shocked and stunned, and they came out one after another, wanting to meet this reckless man who called himself a "master".

The Governor's Mansion is the most martial place in Dahua, and the place to go is either the palace or the prince's mansion. On that day, Yu Lingyi defeated all the guests in the mansion from the bottom up, and became famous in one battle. Then, he was able to enter the palace smoothly, became the royal military seat guest, and finally became the general of the Praetorian Guard.

... ...

Unlike Qing Xuan's imagination, the palace gate was empty. To be exact, there is not half a person in sight behind the palace gate. The palace is the most heavily defended place, and it is impossible to let it go in and out, and the Praetorian Guards are not in the open, so they are naturally hidden in the invisible place. Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend.

"Boom!boom!boom!" Suddenly, there was a sound of sharp objects breaking through the air, and dense feathered arrows shot from all directions. Without thinking much about it, Qing Xuan lowered his figure and fled towards the palace gate with a "tending step", and disappeared in an instant.

"What about people?"

"Escape from the palace gate!"

"Chase! dig three feet into the ground and find him out!" came a sparse conversation from behind the fence. Immediately afterwards, a gap opened in the fence wall, and two columns of hardcover guards rushed out and went straight to the palace gate.

Qing Xuan has only one purpose here, and that is to kill Duanmu Lan, how can he return in vain? Shicai's arrow feather attacked, with his light skills, he could rush through, but if he wanted to not be injured at all, it was extremely difficult. In an instant, he had the idea of retreating and hid at the palace gate.

One hundred steps... Fifty steps... Ten steps, Qing Xuan jumped down the palace gate and rushed up before the Praetorian Guards could react, like a tiger entering a flock.

... ...

In one notch, hundreds of people lay on the ground. The shouting has stopped, but the murderer does not know who was killed.

Zhao Qianming drove his horse slowly, looked at the corpses that were all over the place, his face was complicated, and he scolded for a while: "Damn, if you don't come to fight Lao Tzu's idea, how can Lao Tzu risk destroying the door to kill you?

"Bang dang!" Zhao Qianming dropped the long sword in his hand, turned around and jumped on the horse, and whispered to the adjutant on the side: "Find out Xia Muchao's body, collect it, and bury it on the spot." Let's dig a pit and bury the rest together! Although Lao Tzu said that he descended Shatuo, he grew up eating Dahua's rice after all, and took the money of their Xia family for so many years, so he did this last thing for them!"

Liao Tingjie, the deputy general of the General Mansion in the north, is a third-grade martial artist, and the main general is a rebel, so he has to rebel. Zhao Qianming has already detained his family members, and if he has the slightest hesitation, he will be wiped out. At this time, when he heard that Xia Muchao was going to be buried, he couldn't help but redden, and immediately replied in a deep voice: "Yes, general, my subordinates will arrange it!"

... ...

"Your Majesty, Zhan Wei Daoist has returned to the palace!" Ni Ju walked quickly to Emperor Yonghua's side and leaned over to report.

"Oh, please come quickly!" Emperor Yonghua was reading the fold, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and put the fold together and threw it aside.

While the two were talking, the eunuch on duty outside the hall suddenly knelt on the ground and reported: "Your Majesty, Yi Zuhui, the deputy envoy of Pingzhou Disaster Relief, has sent an urgent report of seven hundred miles!" He knelt while holding a white-edged folded book in both hands.

Bai Ben is a funeral post, seven hundred miles urgent, that is the journey of the prince's death. The prince of Pingzhou is only Xia Muren.

Emperor Yonghua stood up, listened to the old eunuch's recital, and saw the white folded book in his hand, so he naturally thought of King Yi, and instantly felt that his eyes were black, and he was unconscious.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

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