The Holy Emperor and the others were full of passion in their hearts, and they all yearned for the kind of chivalry in Cui Yu's mouth, and the Holy Emperor sighed, if there are people in the martial arts in the world, all of them are this kind of chivalrous, which ruler still spends so much strength to remove the martial arts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I'm afraid that with a little guidance, it will be an amazingly powerful weapon in my hand.

The Holy Emperor retracted his thoughts, looked at Cui Yu's face full of confidence, and said, "I'm afraid that Mr. already has a plan, I don't know what Mr. plans to do." ”

Cui Yu smiled and took out three thick pieces of music from his arms and handed them to the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor looked down and saw that the first piece of music was written "The Art of War", and when he opened it, it turned out to be the strategy of the Art of War that Cui Yu had just said, but after a cursory look, he hurriedly closed it in surprise and hurriedly stuffed it into his arms.

Everyone was stunned, but Taiwei Sima Du has strong martial arts and excellent eyesight, at this speed of lightning and flint, he was stunned to see the word art of war, and he didn't need to guess at all, he knew that this was Cui Yu's art of war strategy, as the first person in the military, his eyes were red in an instant.

"Your Majesty, you can't forget the old minister!"

The Holy Emperor glanced at Sima Du, his face was embarrassed, and said: "Aiqing doesn't have to be like this, I will order someone to copy a copy and send it to Aiqing, but Aiqing, remember that without my permission, you must not pass it on to the second person." ”

Sima Du's red eyes faded at this time, but his eyes were still staring at the Holy Emperor's arms.

The Holy Emperor turned around uncomfortably, out of sight, and then looked at the second chapter, which was Cui Yu's method of business warfare, a thick stack, and now was not the time to look at it.

Then the third chapter is Cui Yu's chapter against the martial arts this time, the Holy Emperor opened it and saw that everything was detailed, and Cui Yu listed all the plans in detail.

It's just that even so, but this time it depends more on people's hearts, and whether the plan can succeed or not, even the Holy Emperor himself is not very sure.

Finally, he simply closed it and asked, "When is the gentleman going to leave?"

Cui Yu thought for a while and said, "At the end of the month, the second part of the plan will be implemented now." ”

As he spoke, Cui Yu looked at the Holy Emperor and said, "Now, please ask the Holy Emperor for permission to give him the honorific title of 'Emperor Master'!

The next day, the Tang Dynasty court was shaken, and the Holy Emperor issued an edict that Cui Yu was a scholar and a man of heaven and a heart. Specially given the title of the emperor's teacher, he is the teacher of the world, and the holy emperor will be the education of the world!

Under the role of the state apparatus, the classics and scriptures taught by Cui Yu spread all over the world at a very fast speed, and some local officials who did not take it as the same thing were found out by Zhentianfu and dismissed and demoted.

This made the officials of Datang know that this was not a trivial matter, and they went all out.

In the Guogong Mansion, Cui Yu lay on the recliner in the garden with a relaxed face, ignoring the entire Datang outside, because his plan had become chickens and dogs.

Now that he finally has leisure time, Cui Yu naturally wants to enjoy it.

So there is the current scene, there is a reclining chair in the garden, Cui Yu is lying on it, and the burial soil is lying on top of Cui Yu, and the whole is a stack of arhats.

And the loyal ghost general, at this time his powerful force seems to have no effect, at this time, he is holding a fruit bowl in one hand, standing behind Cui Yu, and sending it at any time.

Fortunately, he didn't have the slightest emotion, or he would have to be depressed and half dead.

Tang Guoqiang and Qinglianzi didn't come over all at once, every time, as long as the weather was clear, it was always like this.

If you let people know that the emperor of the Tang Dynasty is like this, I don't know how many eyes will be broken.

In fact, he lived in the Guozhang Mansion, not because the Holy Emperor did not prepare a mansion for him, but because Cui Yu knew that he would not stay here for long, so he simply never went to live, and even now, Cui Yu did not know where his home in the capital was.

The burial soil lying on Cui Yu's body is very happy, since she arrived in the capital, Cui Yu has spent less time with her, but it is better than being in the purgatory copper furnace, and she will not see each other for a few months or even half a year.

However, all of Cui Yu's plans and burial soil are known, and when she saw Cui Yu's plan for the grassland, the burial soil accused Cui Yu of being ruthless more than once, but she didn't care, just to say something more to Cui Yu.

Cui Yu glanced at the blue sky and sighed: "Count, this good day won't last long." “

Fu Tu raised her little head, put her chin on Cui Yu's chest, and said, "Are you going to be busy again?"

Cui Yu touched the head of the burial soil with a smile and said, "There is no way, in order to implement the laws of the Heavenly Dao that I formulated, this can only be done." ”

The laws of heaven are the tasks that the system issued to Cui Yu before, and during this time in the capital, Cui Yu combined the laws of this world and the laws of his own world, and finally completed it.

This is also due to his familiarity with the law, otherwise it would not have been completed in three or five years.

But the task was completed, but the system could not be used, which made Cui Yu depressed, but the establishment of the Heavenly Dao Law was not only to complete the task, but also to make the world more fair and more able to protect the lives and interests of ordinary people.

Referring to the Heavenly Dao, the burial soil said: "Didn't the realm spirit say it, you have to be careful of the Heavenly Dao." Although I don't know why, as long as I hear these two words, I am always inexplicably disgusted. ”

Cui Yu touched the head of the burial soil with pity, he didn't know in his heart, but Cui Yu still couldn't figure out whether to believe in Houtu or the so-called Heavenly Dao. But at least he has seen the legendary Houtu now, but he still hasn't seen the Heavenly Dao. However, who knows that the Houtu he sees is the real Houtu, isn't it, it's all what she said?

"Okay, don't mention it, how about we go listen to the book?" Cui Yu said with a smile.

The burial soil eyes lit up, put his hands around Cui Yu's neck, took a sip, kissed Cui Yu's face, and said, "I want to listen, go quickly!"

Cui Yu got up with a smile, hugged the burial soil and left the Guogong Mansion with the ghost general, who knew that before he reached the gate, he ran into Tang Guoqiang and Qinglianzi.

"Where are you going?" asked Tang Guoqiang with a smile.

Cui Yu glanced at the burial soil with a smile and said, "Take the burial soil to listen to the story." I don't know where there is a good storyteller in this capital. ”

Tang Guoqiang and Qinglianzi glanced at each other, and said with a smile: "You really asked the right person." How about the old man accompany him. ”

Cui Yu readily agreed.

Yipin Xiangju is the largest teahouse in the capital, and the people who come here are either rich or expensive, at this time Cui Yu and his party just walked in, and they heard a burst of applause.

Tang Guoqiang easily led Cui Yu into a private room, and listened to the storyteller's life, which happened to be a new chapter.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please listen to the thirty-ninth episode, right and wrong, good and evil. As he spoke, the storyteller patted the wood and said, "Guo Jing has been galloping for several days and is out of danger. Slowly returning to the south, the days are warm, the grass is long, along the way after the military revolution, the city is broken, the corpses are full of roads, what you see and hear, it is all shocking. One day, I rested in a broken pavilion, and saw a few lines of words inscribed on the wall: "Tang Dynasty poetry: 'The water is murmuring and the sun is slanting, and there are no chickens and dogs and crows.'" Thousands of villages are like cold food, and there are no people and flowers. 'The splendid rivers and mountains of my Central Plains have become the scene of fierce battles. The misery of the people is even worse than this poem. Guo Jing was stunned when he looked at these lines, and he couldn't help crying with sadness.

He roamed in the vast, not knowing where to go, only in a year, Huang Rong, his teacher, the most dear person in the world, abandoned the world one by one. Ouyang Feng killed his teacher and Huang Rong, and he should have gone to him for revenge, but as soon as he thought of the word "revenge", the tragic situation of Khorezm's massacre of the city immediately came to his heart. ”

When Cui Yu heard this, he smiled, this is his second step plan. The Legend of the Condor Heroes has been spread all over the world.

Cui Yu looked down and found that seven or eight out of ten of the listeners were all martial arts people, and not far from the storyteller, there were stacks of Condor Hero Messengers.

The martial arts warriors below all bought one after another, and some even wanted to buy books, and Cui Yu knew that his plan had succeeded.

Now is the beginning of his third step plan, the sword of the ten major sects.