Guangming Ding is located on the Kunlun Mountain in the Western Regions, with an altitude of six or seven thousand meters, which should be covered with snow all year round, but because of the unique topography environment, it is like the Central Plains, with four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Yue Wudi sat in the study, outside the window it was another year of spring, but he had no intention of appreciating it, and on top of the case, there were several thick stacks of documents.

Time flies, and it has been six years since the submission of the Persian Mingjiao, and during these six years, he has spent most of his time sitting in the Mingjiao Guangming Peak General Altar, dealing with the affairs of the sect, including the instructions sent by the Iron Palm Gang and the flying pigeons of Hengshan Academy.

After all these years of hard work, the main altar of the Ming Sect has taken on a new look, and the disciples of the Ming Sect guarding outside, all of them are armed with spears, wearing armor, and all of them are equipped with standard equipment, which makes people feel as if they have come to the barracks, rather than the general altar of a Jianghu sect.

With the help of the information provided by the King of Baoshu and others, the caravan of the Ming Sect had already divided into a group and went to Persia, bringing a large number of Persian treasures from that land, and then transporting them to the Central Plains to sell. He also purchased a large amount of tea, silk and porcelain from the Central Plains and sold them to the steppe, the Western Regions and even Persia.

The original refined salt trade is still being done, but it is done very carefully, this new salt, which is more refined than the official salt, has attracted the attention of the imperial court in the Southern Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom, the Southern Song Dynasty is okay, there is Han Yanxuan secretly sheltered, there is no major matter, but in the Jin Kingdom, under the pressure of the government, has gradually moved to the shadows.

As for the weapons forged from hundreds of refined steels, since Yue Wudi ordered the reform of the Ming Sect and the military training and equipment of the brothers in the sect, the outflow has been greatly reduced, and most of them are stored in the secret passages of the Ming Sect.

Only oil lamps made of petroleum have developed the most rapidly and are popular in the Central Plains and the Western Regions. It has become a large part of Mingjiao's financial income.

Yue Wudi picked up a document on the case, opened it and browsed it for a while, then smiled slightly, King Baoshu was still very attentive during this time, and the development of gunpowder had been developed to a bottleneck by him, in a short period of time. It was difficult to make any more breakthroughs, and now Yue Wudi gave him a new research direction, which was to make muskets.

The Treasure Tree King was shocked by Yue Wudi's whimsy, and after Yue Wudi provided him with the approximate outline drawings and the main internal composition drawings, the Treasure Tree King immediately locked himself in the basement and began to study, and now there is a preliminary result, although it is still useless, but Yue Wudi is already very happy. As long as you study it step by step, the power of the musket will surpass that of the bow and arrow sooner or later.

Picking up the next document and about to browse, a wonderful figure walked over, brought a bowl of ginseng soup, and said in a Chinese dialect that is more standard than the Han people: "Master, this is the ginseng soup stewed for you by the concubine, you are busy and tired." It's time to make up for it. ”

It is the holy daughter Eva of the Persian Ming Sect, and the holy aura in her body has become weaker and weaker in recent years. Instead of a thick enchantment, Yue Wudi felt a little pity, but there was no way, in Persia, she was a saint, and naturally there was a high holyness, but here. She is just a servant girl serving Yue Wudi, of course, she can only be happy with her charm.

Yue Wudi put down the paperwork and let Eva feed him spoonful by spoonful of ginseng soup, his head resting on his soft body, smelling a faint fragrance. Taking a deep breath, Eva's expression became even more coquettish.

Yue Wudi closed his eyes, there was a beautiful woman around him, but his deep thinking suddenly drifted thousands of miles away, and he hadn't been to Hengshan for a long time, Youming must miss me very much, it's hard for her, this time I went down the mountain, so I asked the matchmaker to come to the door to propose marriage, and marry Youming.

When Eva saw Yue Wudi's leisurely distraction, she knew that he was missing the fairy-like oriental woman, and she was slightly jealous in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it. She knows the identity very well, this sect leader seems to have a great prejudice against foreign women, no matter how she agrees, how desperately she tries to please in the boudoir, after the fact, this sect leader will be like a spring dream without a trace.

It's not that he is not gentle with himself, and he has never been too harsh on himself, but after six years of his own stomach not responding, Eva knows that the sect leader does not want an alien woman like him to give birth to an heir. She had heard that people with strong martial arts skills were able to control their Yuan Jing, and if they didn't want to have children, they wouldn't have ......

Eva sometimes wondered if she wasn't beautiful enough, or if she wasn't gentle enough, and after much deliberation, she shook her head negatively, feeling that she had no doubt about her beauty. is also an angel-like beauty, and her own figure is more of a devil than her, why does she rarely get a smile from the sect leader when she serves by the sect leader's side all year round, and that woman can make the sect leader's eyebrows and eyes smile gently when she only comes to the top of the light a few times occasionally?

Thinking about it, I am worse than the woman named Mo Youming, maybe it is the identity of the Hu people......

Yue Wudi came back to his senses and raised his head, because the soup spoon in Eva's hand shook slightly, and the ginseng soup splashed down slightly, spilling on the placket of his clothes.

The feeling of pressure on her chest disappeared, and Eva woke up in shock, seeing the soup stains spilled on Yue Wudi's ginseng soup, Eva's face changed color, and she hurriedly said: "Eva should die, please forgive the master!"

Yue Wudi stared at his eyes, carefully examining this Persian Ming Sect saintess who had served him for six years, and the tactful inheritance of the past six years had made this saint lose her former holiness and arrogance.

The scene of her violent suppression of the Liuyun Envoy six years ago made this holy woman believe that she was a murderer without blinking, so she has always been cautious when serving herself, why would she be distracted when serving herself today?

"What do you want, do you have anything on your mind?" Yue Wudi tried his best to make his voice appear gentle, so as not to make Eva nervous.

Eva was really soothed by Yue Wudi's soothing tone, and her heart relaxed a lot, and said: "Eva just guessed that the sect leader must be thinking about Madame, and she was so envious in her heart, and she was eager for when the sect leader could think about Eva for a while, as long as it was a short while, Eva would be satisfied." ”

When he spoke, he pressed on Yue Wudi's back again, whispering softly, exhaling like an orchid, any normal man was afraid that his blood would gush out. Yue Wudi was relatively calm. Over the years, his spiritual cultivation has also grown greatly, and he has also gotten used to it, this woman, as long as she behaves gently, she will have to seduce inch by inch.

The sun was shining outside the window, although Yue Wudi didn't mind doing things during the day. But there was still a lot of business to attend to, and he was not a man who was immersed in the gentle country and couldn't help himself, so he waved Eva back and re-examined the paperwork on the case.

This letter was sent by Qiu Qianzhang, he took refuge in the Zhao Mansion of the Jin State, and the Iron Palm Gang helped Yan Honglie to make a great contribution in the battle for succession, and his status in the Zhao Mansion became more and more lofty.

Qiu Qianzhang told Yue Wudi that Wan Yankang, the prince of Zhao, had been accepted as an apprentice by Qiu Chuji of the Quanzhen Sect. However, Qiu Chuji was seriously irresponsible, and after teaching martial arts for three days, he drifted away, saying that he would come back in three months.

This letter is Han Yanxuan's, his power in the Great Song Dynasty has become more and more deep-rooted, recently his henchmen have put forward the Northern Expedition in the court, although it has suffered from the resistance of the emperor and the main peace faction, but the voice of the main battle faction should not be underestimated. Now that the two sides were at a stalemate, he begged Yue Wudi to invite Xin Qiji back to the court. Grow the momentum of their main battle faction. At the same time, he also asked Yue Wudi to send another group of disciples from Mingjiao and Hengshan Academy to him to prepare for the Northern Expedition.

Yue Wudi gave a comment on the word "quasi", and put it aside, Lu Juechen would classify these documents and reply to everywhere according to Yue Wudi's instructions.

This one. It is Mo Youming, Yue Wudi opened it and saw that after six years of development, Hengshan Academy has become the world's leading academy for several consecutive years. A large number of disciples entered the court and the army.

Yue Wudi smiled slightly, with Xin Qiji's reputation and Han Yanxuan's power, Hengshan Academy can't grow if it doesn't want to. Seeing the end, it was Mo Youming's longing words, Yue Wudi looked at it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smile.

Sha Tongtian's voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Sect Master, the news of the desert in the caravan has arrived." ”

"Come in. Yue Wudi opened his mouth and said, over the years, the caravans everywhere have been in charge of Sha Tongtian, and the Mobei grassland is now also flooded with the caravans of the Ming Sect, salt, oil lamps, silk, porcelain, from daily necessities to high-end luxury goods, have flooded the grassland.

Yue Wudi wondered viciously, would the Mongolian nobles who enjoyed the wealth in advance speed up the pace of their corruption?

The task of the caravan in Mongolia is not only to sell goods, but also to monitor and spy on the movements of the Mongol tribes, which is also their responsibility. What's the news this time?

Yue Wudi opened the sealed bamboo tube and took out a page from it, which was densely packed with some incoherent words, Yue Wudi opened a book from the case, and the contents of the book were by no means any books in circulation in the world. It is completely a travelogue written by Yue Wudi himself.

According to the travelogue, Yue Wudi deciphered the words on the paper one by one, and a trace of inexplicable smile appeared on his face, Temujin had begun to show his fangs, and the Wuyi tribe was defeated and killed under the brave charge under his command, and the whole clan was either killed or captured by Temujin, and only one person named Jebe, riding a fast horse and relying on a hard bow, shot dozens of Temujin Mongol warriors one after another, and successfully fled.

Yue Wudi knew that Jebe would not be able to escape Temujin's clutches in the end, and would uphold the creed of respecting the strong on the grassland and surrender to Temujin, but he didn't know if they would meet Guo Jing this time.

Thinking of this, Yue Wudi decided to go to the grassland to have a look, and he didn't know if it would have any effect if he gave him Jiuhua Yulu Pill, and if Guo Jing would be as dull as in the original book.

He promised Li Ping to teach Guo Jing well, but he has been busy developing all the forces under his command over the years, and he has never found time, and now whether it is Mingjiao or Hengshan Academy, or even the Iron Palm Gang, they are all on the right track under their own leadership, and they no longer need to sit here all the time.

Pushing open the door and walking out, on the martial arts arena outside the small courtyard, Yue Wudi's sect leader and guards were training in full swing, and every soldier was sweating profusely, training the military formation and cooperating with each other.

Only the most elite disciples of the Ming Sect can be selected into the sect leader's personal guards, although these personal guards are only five hundred, but each of them has at least third-rate skills in the rivers and lakes, and they can deal with the elite soldiers of any country, and they can be ten with one. Now he has been trained by Yue Wudi with the method of battle formation on Wu Mu's suicide note, and his combat power has increased greatly.

If he played against Song Bing or even Jin Bing, with five hundred to three thousand, Yue Wudi felt that it was not impossible. But if there were more enemies, Yue Wudi wouldn't have much confidence in his personal guards.

"Subordinates see the sect leader!" When the commander of the guards saw Yue Wudi, he immediately ran over, while the other guards let Ran practice in an orderly manner. was not distracted by Yue Wudi's arrival, which made Yue Wudi quite satisfied.

"Hmm. Yue Wudi nodded, and then said with some dissatisfaction: "The guards of this seat are all formed by the most elite disciples in the sect, and all of them are good at one as ten, but now that they have formed an army, this seat really can't see that they have the ability to compete with the five thousand army." ”

The name of the commander of the guard is Yang Cheng, he turned out to be the deputy commander of the Ruijin Banner, and his martial arts are also above the second rate, after hearing Yue Wudi's words, he didn't dare to say anything on his lips, but he didn't think so, he had not been spared under Yue Wudi's high-pressure policy over the years, and was forced to familiarize himself with the art of war, so he naturally knew that one was ten and five hundred and five thousand were not a concept at all, and the difficulty of the latter was not comparable to the former.

"What? are you not convinced?" Yue Wudi saw Yang Cheng's thoughts and asked with a frown.

Since the sect leader asked, Yang Cheng said what he thought in his heart, according to his understanding of the sect leader, as long as what he said made sense, the sect leader would generally not punish himself.

Who knew that Yue Wudi sneered when he heard this: "Back then, the Beiwei army broke the gold soldiers and 100,000 iron cavalry with five hundred in Zhuxian Town, what do you say?"

Yang Cheng was stunned, the legend of the Beiwei Army had long been widely spread in the land of Middle-earth, and he naturally knew that it was just that the sect leader actually wanted his people to compare with the Beiwei Army, how could that be possible?

"Sect Master, that is the back army of Prince Yue Wumu, it is a strong army that has never been seen in ancient times, how can subordinates and others compare with it?" (To be continued......)