The human world was blue, and such a great vision lasted for seven days.

The strong martial arts that hovered in the sky finally dissipated, and the world returned to tranquility.

Bai Chuan, a contemporary Wenyin official sitting in Guyao City, would always take a little time out after dealing with the incomparably heavy trivial matters at hand, and then leaned on the wall of the Great Wall of Wenqi, staring blankly at the sky.

It seems that between the blue sky and white clouds, there will eventually be a white cloud, like Eleven's smiling face.

Then quietly called him a nerd.

Confucianism deliberately opened up a second center, and there were too many things to deal with.

Half of the vast continent, including the Great Qing Dynasty, hundreds of countries of all sizes that have been more than a hundred years old, as well as some small border countries scattered around, Zhili Academy really doesn't have much energy to take care of them one by one, and these burdens can only be handed over to the Wenyin official Bai Chuan to arrange.

It's a pity that this time it was Qu Dongguan who came to Guyao City to assist together, otherwise it would be estimated that Bai Chuan would be driven crazy directly by this bunch of troublesome things.

Fighting and killing may be good, once you deal with trivial things, Bai Chuan is simply a head two big.

The five groups of the local branch had already been arranged by Qu Dongguan to go to the locations that needed to be stationed and arranged, and because Confucianism had completely separated the two battlefields, they became much more flexible, and naturally shouldered more heavy responsibilities on their shoulders.

To take into account all the territories of the entire Haozheng continent, the scope of responsibility of a group of local branches is very large.

Therefore, it is inevitable that the local branch needs to be expanded and replenished, but the status of Wenyin officials in Confucianism is almost equal to that of several deputy sect leaders of culture and education, and there is no ten saints who serve in the Temple of Literature to control them.

It can be said that the part that Bai Chuan is responsible for belongs to his highest status in Confucianism now, and he is in the limelight for a while.

After some discussion with Qu Dongguan, it was decided that each group of local branches should absorb local forces in the territory they were responsible for to supplement the shortage of manpower.

In this way, the verification of the personnel selected into the local branch group is very rigorous, and there must be no spies lurking, and those who join the group must be recommended and guaranteed.

Due to the fact that Shirakawa was in charge of half of the vast continent, which was almost not arranged in time on the Zhili Academy, the strength of the expeditionary army did not invade so far at all.

Except for a few presumptuous Underworld Ghost King troops, the most troublesome force left is the group of Hundred Monks, but there has been a clear attitude of cooperation from the Holy Gate, compared to the frontal battlefield on the side of the Oguri Dynasty, the pressure that Shirakawa has to face can be said to be a little too easy.

Therefore, with Qu Dongguan in charge of handling trivial matters, and Nangong Yaochi and Shi Yan by the side, Bai Chuan also has an idea on weekdays, which is almost equivalent to a hands-off shopkeeper.

After dealing with some matters that required his nod in the dojo today, he took the time to run to the Great Wall of Wenqi again, looking up at the sky, stunned and in a daze.

And most of the defenders of the Wenqi Great Wall are accustomed to this civil official who does not have any shelf, he is easy-going and will not take care of the shelf at all, and occasionally joke with the defenders of them, and he is very approachable.

Just don't disturb Lord Wenyin when he is in a daze, I guess I'm thinking about his wife.

It's a pity that that the spicy and bold Valkyrie just went to heaven like this!

Due to the presence of the military horses of the Holy Gate, the Daqing Dynasty almost never tasted the smoke of the great scuffle between the world, and the vast territory was peaceful, which was different from the situation where beacon fires were often lit to warn the surrounding area.

The people of the Daqing Dynasty seem to feel that the great melee in the world seems to be far, far away from them, and they may not see the scene of the gods fighting in their lives.

Shirakawa sat for a long time, until the sun set and the bright moon climbed, and then he sighed secretly.

At this time, Qu Dongguan, who had not stopped when he came to Guyao City, sat down beside Bai Chuan peacefully.

This fourth disciple of the Heart Saint is the first time to take out leisure to chat with the little junior brother.

handed over a pot of the famous immortal wine of the Daqing Dynasty, and said with a smile: "I come to stay for a while every day, and I feel a little uncomfortable when I leave suddenly." ”

Bai Chuan borrowed the wine jug, took a sip of it, and said a little embarrassed: "Let my senior brother be tired, even my share has been done, I, ah, I just feel a little embarrassed." ”

Qu Dongguan took a sip gently, and said with a smile: "What's so embarrassing, everyone has their own division of responsibilities, since the senior brother handles these trivial matters more than you, then the senior brother does a little more, like the second senior brother, he can't do it, he can only wait for the sword at the Zhili Academy, and like the third senior brother, I don't know what the plan is, I really hope he can come back, we have not been together for a long time, no, senior brother he ............"

Speaking of the countryman Wushuang who was not far away, Zhao Jing, the great disciple of the Heart Saint, and Qu Dongguan still didn't continue to say some things.

Even if the Holy Gate and Confucianism have joined forces now, the brothers and sisters who are in the same vein have still embarked on two different paths, and there is no longer the scene of the four brothers laughing and playing together as in the past.

Speaking of which, not only Qu Dongguan, but also Guiyuan and Cao Guanru, the people they admire the most, except for Mr., that is the senior brother Zhao Jing.

It's just that why it has come to this point, to be honest, Qu Dongguan has never figured it out.

Maybe he is just a scholar who is dedicated to learning, what major events in the world and the avenue of the world are far less than a few senior brothers think about so much.

Qu Dongguan shook his head, putting some of the negative emotions behind him.

"Eleven is gone, you need to sit in Guyao City to get an idea when you become this Wenyin official again, even if the Tiangan Qiangyuan Ding Group is completely dispersed, and now it is in urgent need of reorganization, have you considered the candidate?"

Bai Chuan nodded and said: "I have thought about it, now that the war in Haozheng Dazhou is divided into two battlefields, there is no need to go to thousands of miles to support like before, the Tiangan Qiang Ding Group is now full of four people, and it is a bit unbelievable to put it in the current situation, since I intend to reorganize, let's increase the number of people, I think about it, there is still a group of people in Yuzhen Sect who have no heavy burden now, so let's pull it together first." ”

Qu Dongguan said with a smile: "You have a lot of thoughts, and you use power for personal gain." ”

Bai Chuan laughed, "I have the power in my hand, of course, I will inevitably fall into the hands of others, I decided to do a big vote, then no one will gossip about the formation system of Tiangan Qiangding." ”

"Oh? What do you want?"

"The second battlefield is where we have the most headache is the group of monks of the hundred schools, it's time to teach them a big lesson, let the world know that Confucianism, one of the three religions, is not so easy to bully. ”

"It's decided?"

"It's decided, the new official has three fires, and this first fire will burn the hundred monks first. ”