Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?
Chapter 124 Show me the big boss who taught me the supernatural powers, and I want to meet Ying Wuji
Chapter 124 Show me the big boss who taught me the supernatural powers, and I want to meet Ying Wuji by name
Emperor Zhuanxu's blood!
Ying Wuji wasn't sure if Zhao Ji was bluffing himself, but he could feel the vitality of that drop of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood from a long distance away, and there was even a trace of longing in his heart.
This desire seems to be a higher level of life.
This Nima!
Ying Wuji swallowed, feeling that the temptation of this thing was no different from the water in the desert.
He moved his eyes away, and forced a smile: "Father, there shouldn't be a few drops of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood in Dali's inventory, right?"
"This is the last drop!"
Zhao Ji didn't intend to hide the slightest bit.
Ying Wuji had been muttering in his heart, but now he dared not take it lightly: "Then do you think... I am worthy? Such a good thing should be left to Prince Ning."
"Ning'er has already used it, as long as she is given time, her cultivation will definitely be higher than mine."
Zhao Ji didn't answer the question of whether he was worthy or not, but asked another question: "Don't you want to ask, where did the blood of Emperor Zhuanxu come from?"
"Where is it?"
Of course Ying Wuji was curious, the blood of Emperor Zhuanxu was undoubtedly a top-notch fetish, but there were many heroes in the history of Li Kingdom, so it didn't make sense to keep it until now.
Zhao Ji still didn't answer, and asked a new question: "What do you think blood is?"
"Blood is blood. The ancestors were princes and generals, and the descendants will be fierce."
In Ying Wuji's concept, blood is like genes.
But Zhao Ji shook his head: "Then let me ask you again, the inheritance of the tribe is based on the surname, and each clan is separated and evolved into a clan. It stands to reason that they are inherited from the same ancestor, and the blood concentration should be almost the same. But now you look at the Ying surname. There are fourteen clans, more than 20 clans named Mi, all of whom are descendants of Zhuanxu, but only Ying, Zhao, and Mi have the strongest royal blood, why do you think this is?"
"This……"
Ying Wuji pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively, "So, the so-called bloodline is actually endowed by status?"
Zhao Ji neither nodded nor shook his head: "It is rumored that in the ancient tribes, there was no strict distinction between superiority and inferiority within the tribe. The people within the tribe just had different divisions of labor. Some hunted while others gathered. Even the chief of the tribe was elected by the tribe. sage.
But later, someone suddenly discovered that when the patriarch appeared for three consecutive generations in the same family, the chances of producing powerful offspring would increase greatly. Even if there was no patriarch in the next generation, the bloodline advantage would slowly decline after another three generations.
From the patriarch to the co-lord of the world, the so-called emperor's blood will be produced, and all descendants have a chance to awaken.
When Xiaozong was enfeoffed, he still had the bloodline advantage, but after three generations, there would be a certain degree of decline, and the degree of decline depended on his status.If he rises again in the future, the blood will be revived.
The Mi surname of the Chu State had already declined, but since it was awarded the title of Viscount by the Emperor Zhou, the Chu State has gradually grown, and now its bloodline is not inferior to that of Ying Zhao.
The ancestors of the Ying and Zhao families were the eldest son and the second son of the cockroach, and their bloodlines were already sluggish. Later, Zhao's zaofu was praised by the emperor for driving a car, and he was sealed to Zhaocheng.
Later, you were separated again in the name of raising horses and fighting barbarians. If you fail, your bloodline will decline rapidly. Fortunately, you have established a dry state and grown stronger. Now the strength of your bloodline is no less than that of our Zhao family.
It's a pity that no matter how strong Ying Zhao is, he is only a mere prince. It is too difficult to reproduce Zhuanxu's blood.
On the other hand, the ancestors of other ancient bloodlines were not considered strong in the first place, so occasionally a few were lucky enough to appear. "
"I see!"
Ying Wuji suddenly realized, he was curious before, when the Great Zhou was established, many princes surnamed Ji were separated out, why all of them behaved like a waste, and finally disappeared in the long river of history, did not expect this to be the case .
The Zhou royal family's control over the world is weak, and their bloodlines must not be much stronger now.
However, this bloodline only represents an innate advantage, and unless the ancient bloodline is awakened, it may not necessarily crush ordinary people.
But after knowing this, he became more and more curious: "It is said that Ying Zhao has declined like that halfway, how could it be possible to keep Emperor Zhuanxu's blood until now?"
Zhao Ji smiled: "Who said that the blood of Emperor Zhuanxu was left from ancient times?"
"This……"
Ying Wuji froze for a moment, he didn't stay, it was...
Zhao Ji squinted his eyes: "When the Queen was just pregnant with Ning'er, an old Taoist priest came to Jiangcheng and gave us a secret method of melting blood. This secret method can extract the source blood from the blood. If there is enough source blood , the emperor's blood can be smelted, and those whose blood is melted will not be able to enjoy the status brought by the royal family for the rest of their lives."
Ying Wuji was startled: "That's why the princesses in the royal family all live in the palace and rarely show their faces."
"Correct!"
Zhao Ji's expression was a little painful, even a little ferocious: "I sat in the snow for ten days, and finally made up my mind. Except for Ning'er and Zhao Qi, all my knees are daughters! Women can't keep the throne, let alone It is possible to unify Dali!
So when Ning'er was three years old, with the help of an old Taoist priest, I smelted the blood of several princesses. I smelted two drops of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood. One drop had already integrated into Ning'er's body. Thoroughly absorbed.
She couldn't absorb the other drop, so I stayed behind. I wanted to observe Zhao Qi, but found that he was just a lump of mud that couldn't support the wall.
So... stay for now. "
He looked at Ying Wuji.
Lift your right hand slightly upwards.
The meaning is obvious: do you want it?
Ying Wuji: "..."
Growing up so big, it was the first time he experienced the feeling of being suffocated by the atmosphere.
The corner of his mouth trembled: "Zhao Ning doesn't know about this?"
Zhao Ji shook his head: "She doesn't know, so don't let her know in the future!"
Ying Wuji: "..."
He seemed to understand what this drop of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood meant.
strength!
Threat!
guilt!
Strength, if this drop of blood is refined, the cultivation base of the fetal transformation state will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
Threat, a drop of emperor's blood is so powerful, how strong will Ying Wuque, who is serious about awakening his blood, be?He was pointing at himself, to completely cut off the idea of going back to work.
And guilt...
For the royal family and aristocratic families, blood is their innate superiority. For them, being deprived of blood is almost like permanent disability.
Just imagine, organ transplantation alone is enough to make people feel guilty.
Now, what Ying Wuji faced was a dozen princesses performing organ transplants together.
If you really want to leave in the future, can you live with your conscience?
Even if you're sure you won't leave in the future, can you take it away with peace of mind?
What will be your reaction when you see those princesses in the future?
He felt that Zhao Ji was a bit exaggerated, because judging from the current situation, Tangtang's talent is so perverted, it may also be because of accepting the emperor's blood.Zhao Ling didn't know if he accepted it, but at least he survived.
But he still couldn't stand this drop of blood.
Ying Wuji felt his head swell a little, and rubbed his hair: "You... how dare I take it?"
Zhao Ji smiled: "You are such a person!"
The corner of Ying Wuji's mouth grinned: "You are really controlling me to death."
Zhao Ji stood up slowly: "I just want to tell you that as long as you completely give up your small thoughts in your heart and truly help the Zhao family, you can give as much sincerity as you want.
But I see that you are under a lot of pressure now, but don't worry, you are still far away from breaking through the fetal transformation state. You have a lot of time to think about it. I will keep this drop of Emperor's blood for you for the time being. "
"Thank you, Father!"
Ying Wuji saluted respectfully. Although he did not accept this drop of emperor's blood, he came today, and he has greatly improved his relationship with the Zhao family.
Ugh……
Zhao Ji patted him on the shoulder: "You can just do it freely, and I will support you alone, so don't have any worries!"
Ying Wuji nodded: "Yes!"
"Go back and rest! Remember about the emperor's blood, don't tell Ning'er."
"Yes! Father, you should also rest earlier."
Ying Wuji originally wanted to leave, but suddenly thought of a question: "That's right, father! I heard that this grand meeting of hundreds of schools has been reorganized, and the previous method of preaching separately by several schools has been canceled, and it has been changed to a fixed-topic debate. It is said that this topic was decided by you and the masters together, can you..."
Zhao Ji frowned: "If you want to fight for your teacher's seat, you have to fight with your real talents and knowledge. You are really ashamed of your teacher for thinking of asking questions alone! Get out!"
"Go away!"
Ying Wuji bared his teeth, turned and left Chongli Hall.
Seeing Ying Wuji come out, Zhao Xin couldn't help but asked: "Master Consort! Why didn't I hear a word of what you said to His Highness!"
"It's strange if you can hear it!"
Ying Wuji waved his hands helplessly: "Let's go! Go home!"
When getting into the carriage at the gate of the palace, he suddenly pointed to the side and asked, "Hey? Isn't this the mansion of that earl? Why..."
Xin Zhao chuckled, "Now it's the son-in-law's mansion! Lord son-in-law, after you get married, you must leave me a room!"
Ying Wuji: "..."
Oh shit!
This favor is getting more and more owed.
……
Li's other courtyard.
Li Caitan was wearing a tulle dress, and was reclining on a low table half-sitting, holding a flagon with slippery shoulders, and pouring wine between his two red lips with his head raised.
The autumn night wind blew, the long skirt swayed with the wind, strands of long hair stroked at the temples, eyes were hazy, and she looked extremely beautiful.
"sand……"
"sand……"
"sand……"
There was a sound of footsteps.
Li Caitan followed the prestige, and saw you, your coachman, walking with a smile on his face.
The status of the coachman is very low, and he cannot enter the yard, which is a rule.
But Li Caitan didn't mean to reprimand him.
"Miss, it's time to go to bed!"
With a smile on his face, the coachman looked at her scantily clad body unscrupulously, but there was no lust in his eyes.
Li Caitan was a little displeased: "The next time you see me, can you change into a good-looking body so that I can still be happy with you, this is really disgusting."
The coachman looked disappointed, and sat directly at the other end of the low table, snatched Li Caitan's wine pot, and took a sip from the spout.
"Hah..."
He grinned his teeth in comfort: "I used to win some handsome men and beautiful women, but later I found out that the relationship between men and women is just like that. It's not interesting to drink! Nuo, if you don't believe me, take a sip!"
Li Caitan glanced at the spout he had just put in his mouth, and pushed it away with a look of disgust: "You drink it yourself!"
"whispering sound……"
The coachman cut it and poured it again.
Li Caitan looked at him: "By the way... is your real body male or female?"
The coachman asked back, "Don't you know that it is taboo to inquire about your boss?"
"boss?"
Li Caitan snorted: "I regard you as my boss, but some people see that their subordinates are under house arrest, but they don't care about it."
The coachman said indifferently, "I'm here, haven't I?"
Li Caitan nuzzled: "With your body, don't say whether you can take me away, but those pork sellers in Nanshi, can you beat them?"
The coachman spread his hands: "They are all gentle people, why do you think about those things all day long?"
"Sven man..."
Li Caitan gave him a blank look. Although she hadn't seen the boss himself, she had seen his bloodthirsty side.
Back then, he only seized the Transformation Realm of a third-rank spiritual fetus, and killed two strong warriors in one fell swoop.
Knock the bone and suck the marrow, and the face is covered with blood.
But that calm look was like eating a big pelvis on the street.
"Then what did you come to Jiangcheng for?"
"Participate in the grand meeting of hundreds of schools!"
The coachman took it for granted, "We are all members of Yang Zhu's family, how can we count as members of hundreds of families. How can we scholars miss such a grand event?"
Li Caitan: "..."
I believe your ghost!
The driver suddenly smiled: "How long have you been out?"
Li Caitan thought for a while: "It's less than a month, but I can survive it..."
The coachman asked again, "Do you know the news outside?"
"The news is blocked, how do I know?"
Li Caitan was a little impatient. Although the person in front of her was her boss, she taught "for me", and the rules were not so strict.
Not to mention a mere boss, even if the leader of my teaching is here, she should give me a blank stare, and I will still give her a blank stare.
The coachman smiled and said, "Yes! If you knew the news from outside, why would you stay here honestly?"
"What do you mean?"
Li Caitan suddenly frowned.
The coachman stared at her, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "You should have been locked up before the Wenhui, right?"
Li Caitan was a little irritable: "So what?"
"Then do you know who is hosting the meeting?"
"I heard it was the order of Zhou Yuefu."
"Then do you know who the Yuefu Ling is this week?"
"I don't care who he is?"
"Oh!"
The coachman nodded: "So you don't want to know, so I won't say anything!"
A killing intent flashed in the corner of Li Caitan's eyes: "If you don't want to say it, get out!"
"Yo! Xiao Caitan is angry!"
The coachman stopped teasing her, and said directly: "Yes! It is indeed the person you think."
"Jiang Taiyuan?"
"Otherwise who else?"
"..."
Do not know why.
It's still the same face.
But no matter what Li Caitan's expression was in the past, there was a faint charm, which disappeared in an instant.
His eyes were cold, and even his breathing was trembling.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank him."
The coachman smacked his lips: "If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't join me to teach. But you are cruel enough. If you didn't destroy your Kuncheng body, he would definitely not abandon you cruelly. Then you will live in seclusion Shenshan, come out in 20 years, maybe you can get Ying Wuque's playbook, and help Jiang to regain control of the country of Qi. At that time, a family of three will be considered a powerful party!"
"Is he worthy?"
Li Caitan's voice was cold, and his eyes were full of hatred.
She destroyed Kun Cheng's body because she believed that all the misfortunes of the girls of the Li family came from this.
If that person really loves him, then Kun Cheng's body is worthless.
But if what he values is Kun Cheng's body, then he is worthless.
Li Caitan suddenly wanted to laugh.
The moment Kun Cheng's body was destroyed, she felt free.
But she didn't expect that even if she was destroyed, she would still be unable to escape the shackles of Kun Cheng's body for the rest of her life.
She just hated that Caimei entered the palace and indeed saved her, but she couldn't leave Jiangcheng a step away, and she couldn't kill this scumbag!
"He... actually dared to come to Li country!"
Li Caitan gritted his teeth, the Hunyuan Qi in his body had a faint tendency to be uncontrollable.
The coachman smiled and pinched her face: "Xiao Caitan, do you want to go out?"
"Can you take me out?"
Li Caitan stared at her firmly: "Although I am barely safe now, the people of King Li are staring at me. As long as I dare to leave Jiangcheng, they will definitely dig three feet. Just because I teach you in Jiangcheng I'm afraid they won't be able to protect me, right?"
"You don't need to worry about this, I have my own way!"
The coachman smiled and asked back, "How is your Hunyuan Zhenqi now?"
Li Caitan narrowed his eyes: "The blood of the great clan of the Li country has almost been collected, and the proton of the Wu country and the proton of the Yan country also have it, but it is a pity that the proton of the Qian country has not been grasped! You really have problems in doing things, if he went to the brothel at that time When the time comes, arrange for me to go there..."
The coachman spread his hands helplessly: "You know the situation of teaching for me, everyone is not polite. At that time, I asked someone to ask, they said that it was not appropriate to involve you in the case of assassination, and said to find an opportunity to let you go. You sleep with Ying Wuque."
"Ying Wuque..."
Li Caitan couldn't help but licked his lips, talking about ancient blood was indeed more interesting than Ying Wuji.
However, she was still a little puzzled: "Ying and Zhao are of the same ancestry. Although the one I adopted is not the son, he is also the grandson of the previous King Li. Why do you want to adopt the blood of the son of Qian?"
"Since the Qian Kingdom has been established, the blood has already been rooted in the New Kingdom. How can it be the same as the Zhao family's blood?"
The coachman shook his head: "For this grand event, there are people from the royal families of all countries. The royal family surnamed Jiang from Qi State did not come, but an illegitimate son of Marquis Tian Wei also came. On the other hand, from the State of Chu, a female son came. The one with the surname Xiang was beaten and sacrificed, and it is said that he is also a big family with the surname Mi."
"item?"
Li Caitan was a little dissatisfied. In Chu Kingdom, apart from the royal family Mi Xiong, only Qu Jingzhao's family could be regarded as real big families.
Xiang... How strong can the bloodline be?
The coachman smiled and said: "This son's cultivation is quite powerful, so you should not be underestimated. There are not many opportunities like a grand gathering of hundreds of families. This time, I will try to raise your true energy to a higher level. As long as you can replenish the blood of other royal families, I will I will kill Jiang Taiyuan for you, and then take you to Qianguo to capture Ying Wuque!
At that time, let the leader help you restore Kuncheng's body, and the heirs born will surely awaken Zhuanxu's bloodline, and then the Qian Kingdom will be unified..."
He stopped talking.
Because a knife was on his neck.
"You mention Kun Cheng's body again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Li Caitan looked slightly cold, her bottom line was that she could not return to the shadow of the Li family.
What's more, she has mastered Hunyuan Zhenqi now, and she is close to Dacheng.
After this grand gathering of hundreds of schools, they will definitely enter the realm of great success.
If he can successfully plunder Ying Wuque's blood, and even step into the legendary realm of consummation, if he masters another supernatural power, even in the supernatural power realm, he will be hard-pressed to meet his opponent. Why do he still have to live by having children?
Depending on her stomach, even if she could become the new emperor's queen, she would not be happy.
"All right! But you have to put the knife down, the body belongs to your coachman."
The coachman squeezed the blade of the knife with a smile, and removed the knife from his neck.
Li Caitan's expression softened a little: "Speak up! How can I leave?"
"It's easy!"
The coachman smiled and took out a scroll from his pocket, opened it, and it turned out to be a portrait of Li Caitan.
Dressed in red, lifelike.
Li Caitan's pupils froze: "What is this?"
"Knowingly asking!"
With a wave of the coachman, the woman in the painting turned into a beam of light and appeared in front of the table, looking exactly like Li Caitan.
Then he took out another letter and stuffed it into the arms of the woman in the painting, then smiled and said: "When she wakes up and reads the letter, she will honestly put you under house arrest, don't worry."
Danqing crosses the soul!
The driver smiled and said, "What are you doing in a daze? For this painting, I begged that stupid wood for a long time before he was willing to paint it for me."
Li Caitan looked a little ugly: "Where did this heartache come from?"
"Oh!"
The coachman curled his lips: "Don't worry about that! The blood belonged to a cousin of yours. Her son died and her husband had a new love, so she threw herself into the river. We don't have the habit of killing innocent people indiscriminately."
Li Caitan has already thought of who this cousin is. During the Chinese New Year the year before last, she went back to her mother's house and found herself to complain about her bitterness.
Sure enough, he couldn't take it anymore and committed suicide.
She pointed to the woman in red who was lying beside her: "Then what kind of person is the one drawn with her painstaking efforts?"
The coachman smiled a bit reservedly: "It's better not to know!"
"Say!"
"Stupid said... is a slut."
"..."
Li Caitan lost his mind for a moment, and murmured: "I originally thought that he would be a hero."
The coachman smiled and waved his hands: "What do you want to do so much? Just such a servile woman, why do you listen to her? You take this, and tomorrow morning, go to Chengxi Yuelai Inn to find me."
"Ok!"
Li Caitan took the talisman paper and painted skin, and nodded slightly.
When I looked at the coachman again, I found that his eyes were already confused, so I took it and threw it out of the yard.
"Jiang Taiyuan..."
Li Caitan squinted his eyes, looking at the night sky where the stars and the moon shine together, as if he was caught in a painful memory.
After a long time, she put on the painted skin, which turned into a ray of light and merged into her body, and the next moment she became a completely different woman.
Pure and pleasant, but still with a faint charm.
She glanced back at the sleeping woman in red, and laughed at herself, "Oh, slut..."
Shaking her head, she moved the talisman directly.
Five elements escape!
……
The days passed by.
These days, nothing major has happened in Jiangcheng.
All the masters are resting in their own courtyards, only the students of each family come and go with each other, and they are very happy to compete.
As long as there are many people, you can definitely hear students from a hundred schools arguing... No!It's an argument!
After all, each school has different philosophies, as long as they get together to chat, they will surely be able to live up to their expectations.
It is said that before the Jixia Academy was in decline, it was such a bustling scene every day.
Unfortunately……
In the end, I could only meet them at the Baijia event.
In addition to academic problems, the affairs of the Dali Academy are also spreading like wildfire. For most students, they still hope that there will be another Jixia Academy, otherwise they will not have a grand gathering of hundreds of schools every time. They came here without hesitation.
It's a pity that the shadow left by Jixia Academy on the students of hundreds of schools is too deep.
When an academy becomes a political plaything, it completely loses its meaning of existence.
Since the feast of the princes, many people have gone to ask the masters who went to the side hall of the Chongli Hall, what conditions King Li offered them.
After all, this time King Li claimed that he not only provided a real official position, but even allowed the students to come and go freely, which was the condition that all the students yearned for.
After all, if you go to another country to be an official, it's all about the eyes of the monarch and powerful officials.
Some people with peerless talents are lucky enough to be directly hired as high-ranking officials.
Talent is not that strong, and those with mediocre luck can only start as a staff member. If the master has a structure, he may be able to be elected as an official. If he likes to take credit, he may be a staff member for a lifetime.
The reason why Luo Yan is well-known and accepts three thousand disciples is because as long as the disciples put forward excellent political opinions, they can be elected as officials by him. Nowadays, many of the more famous officials in Zhao Tu and Wei Tu were once Luo Yan's disciples.
Now, King Li has handed over the power of being an official to the Academy, which is enough to drive many people crazy.
However, the answers given by the masters are not so optimistic.
"Not yet negotiated!"
If we haven't reached an agreement yet, we're still talking.
Many underappreciated students are extremely anxious these days, asking about the follow-up of the Xuegong incident all the time.
Until yesterday morning, Zhao's Changping Hou sent someone to post a notice in front of the palace gate, which was filled with [-] official positions, large and small, and said that after the school was established, [-] official positions would be provided.
Although there are big and small, they are all official positions that can display their talents.
Ever since the notice was posted, Jiangcheng has become more lively.
Hundreds of students are roughly divided into two factions.
The optimists felt that King Li sincerely wanted to run the academy, and when the academy was established, a thousand official positions would be a matter of time.
The pessimists thought that Zhao Ji was just fishing, using three hundred officials to trick hundreds of students into killing him.
Both sides hold their ground.
But regardless of pessimism or optimism, they all have a consensus.
It is the money for this school palace, which may be really difficult.
The signs were obvious, because the Zhao clan posted a notice on the front foot, and then announced that they would spend huge sums of money to repair the river in Zhao Tu, obviously not wanting to spend money.
Can the Dali Academy be built only with the royal family's own money?
You know, the former Jixia Academy was in charge of food, housing, and cultivation resources.
It is a practice place for masters to pay for their tea and to gather energy to cultivate energy by taking advantage of the power of heaven and earth.
These all cost money.
"It's hard for me to say! Several masters said that they didn't agree, and it must be that the finances are not in place!"
Tian Wenjing sat in the center of the hall, and his voice was quite resounding: "If you want me to say, the royal family of Li relies on the clan land for its finances. Although there are several royal merchants, they also rely on the clan's resources to survive. Wei and Han Needless to say, the royal family of Li sells favors to hundreds of families, and it is impossible for them to pay for it.
But the Li family, the crown princess is from the Li family, and they can become royal relatives in the future, but they certainly won't get much.
Think about it, our Tian family is the minister of the Qi State, and we say one thing in Qi State, but even so, we built the Jixia Academy with all the efforts of the whole family.
Only relying on the Li royal family and the Li family who don't know how much they can do?Why? "
He speaks in a correct manner, especially when he mentions Tian's Jianjixia, he has a proud expression on his face.
The eyes of the audience were all focused on him. After all, Tian Weihou was the unnamed king of Qi. Although Tian Wenjing was an illegitimate son, he was highly regarded by Tian Weihou. His status was no different from that of other princes, even worse than that of princes. Not too far.
Tian Wenjing had a smile on his face, and he enjoyed the attention of everyone.
If it was before, he would only enter private rooms for drinking and tea.
But now that the grand meeting of hundreds of schools is coming soon, the center of the hall is the most important position.
It is indeed quite painful for the Tian family to build the Jixia Academy.
But to say that the whole family will devote their efforts is completely exaggerating, so that those who are looking forward to the completion of the Dali Academy don't want to eat farts.
At this time, someone asked: "Brother Tian, how much does it cost to build such a Dali Academy?"
Tian Wenjing made a rough calculation: "At least 300 million taels!"
"hiss……"
Everyone took a deep breath.
Three million taels is really an astronomical figure for them.
You must know that in Jiangcheng, which is so prosperous and prosperous, only quite capable workers can earn one or two monthly wages.
Although most scholars have some family background, 300 million taels is still too far away.
"Everyone!"
A Confucian student dressed in expensive clothes stood up and said, "I'm afraid the situation of the royal family of Li is not very optimistic. Why don't we raise some money? If this school is built, it can be regarded as a way for all scholars. I, I will contribute 100 two!"
Tian Wenjing: "???"
Are you out of your mind?
I advise you not to daydream!
It's good for you, stop daydreaming and spend money to buy dreams?
The field was quiet for a while, all scholars, you look at me, I look at you, finally someone started to speak.
"I'm not as rich as Brother Zhang. I'll give you ten taels. It's all out of my heart."
"One or two for me."
"I, Mo Zhe, don't have any money. When I go back, I will ask Mr. Wu to see if the guild can pay."
……
Tian Wenjing couldn't help it anymore: "Don't go crazy! There are only so many scholars in this world. Your little money, in front of 300 million taels, is not even a hair! This is a daydream, and you don't want to wake up. Bar?"
The Confucian scholar who was the first to contribute money was a little displeased: "I am willing, can you control it?"
Tian Wenjing was anxious: "Okay! I remember you! Don't even think about going to Qi to be an official in the future!"
"I didn't think about it at first! An official of the Qi State? Huh, even a dog doesn't do it!"
The Confucian scholar sneered, and immediately looked at the crowd: "If you trust me, you can hand over the money to me. Then I will go to see His Majesty King Li and do my best to build the school! If not, the event will end After that, it will be returned to everyone intact.”
Saying that, he took off the brocade robe and spread it on the table, took off the gold ornaments around his waist, and put it on the brocade robe.
The gold ornaments looked like at least ten taels, which was worth more than the 100 taels of silver he promised.
"I believe Brother Zhang, this is twelve taels!"
Someone took out twelve taels and put them next to the gold ornaments.
Now, other people who want to crowdfund also follow suit.
Tian Wenjing was so angry that his mouth slanted and his eyes slanted: "I'm sick! It's purely sick! Dad is so angry."
Room on the second floor.
"Puchi! This idiot!"
Zhao Ning couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect Tian Wenjing's rhetoric to inspire these people to donate money.
Mi Xingli smiled and said: "The school is what the people want. After the decline of Jixia, the students of hundreds of schools are like lost souls. Their thoughts cannot collide, and the progress of each school is much slower. Don't talk about them, I will I want to donate money. Brother Zhao, tell me, how much money does the Li royal family still need?"
Zhao Ning looked solemn, and said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, young lady, our royal family of Li is not short of money!"
"All right!"
Mi Xingli spread her hands. In fact, what she said was the truth. If the school was really short of money, she would be willing to donate money.
Of course, the premise is that the school is in Chu State.
Forget about Li Guo.
But this "Zhao Ling", when she came to Li country, she deliberately got to know the famous people in the Zhao clan, but there was no such person.
I don't know where it came from, not only got so close to Ying Wuji, but also entered the side hall with all the masters.
This is a bit bizarre.
Mi Xingli even suspected that he was pretended by the prince, but the prince had no reason to pretend to be such a person, and with her rich experience in forgery detection, she couldn't see any trace of disguise.
Li Guo's clan is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
Ying Wuji curled his lips: "Young lady is really dishonest. She eats ours and uses ours these days, yet she still tries to trick us every day!"
"Brother Ying is just joking!"
Mi Xingli pursed her lips and smiled: "Who among the Legalists in the world doesn't want to create a reform with their own hands? It's just that the countries are deeply mired in the quagmire, and it is really difficult to find a chance to break through. Today, His Majesty Li Wang's vigorous and resolute actions make us fascinated, naturally. Wanting to see His Majesty King Li's methods, it's really itchy!
If you really encounter difficulties during the reform, you can let us know, and Xingli will definitely try his best to help! "
"Thank you so much then!"
Ying Wuji smiled, at first he didn't know why Mi Xingli wanted to come over, but after getting along these few days, he understood a little bit.
This chick really wants to reform.
The crazy kind.
It's a pity that she really can't help.
The state of Chu borders Wei and Han, and if the military exercises deterrence at that time, the effect will definitely be very good.
It's a pity that the state of Chu is very strong, unlike the state of Qian, which has just fought a big battle.
If they are really allowed to come and act, maybe it will come true as they act. Although Wei Han is mainly affected, who can guarantee that Wei Han will not drag Zhao into the water immediately?
Mi Xingli was still itchy: "Brother Ying, Brother Zhao, can't we really reveal what was said in the hall? I can swear that I will never say it outside. Your Zhao family's blood oath, our Mi family also has it." A similar one."
Ying Wuji: "..."
Zhao Ning: "..."
This man is really studious!
Mi Xingli pursed her lips: "If you don't tell me, then I'll guess! The king's picture...is in the north?"
Hearing this, both Ying Wuji and Zhao Ning shrank their pupils.
This chick has something!
Mi Xingli pursed her lips and smiled: "It seems that my guess is right. You two can rest assured that this time is an example of Chu's reform in the future. I have no reason to play a role in it. It's just that I am thinking, if the picture is true. In the north, the financial gap of the royal family is more than one school, and Wei Han..."
Zhao Ning looked slightly cold: "Master, don't you think you talk too much?"
"This this……"
Mi Xingli felt a little regretful, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry! I'm very eager to study, and I didn't mean to offend. Brother Zhao, please forgive me!"
"Let's change the subject and drink tea!"
Ying Wuji poured two cups of tea and changed the subject with a smile: "By the way, my son, why didn't you see Xiang Ding today? He used to be with you all the time!"
"He!"
Mi Xingli was a little helpless: "A few days ago when we went hunting in the outskirts of the city, we met a pair of sisters who came to study in the country of Yan. This big stupid fell in love with her sister!"
Ying Wuji couldn't help admiring: "The young man is just beginning to fall in love, and brother Xiang was able to accompany the young lady a few days ago, he has done his duty!"
"Conscientious? Forget it!"
Mi Xingli rubbed her temples: "If it wasn't for the fact that the pair of sisters had a lot of old friends in Jiangcheng, they were busy visiting and couldn't spare time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen them. It's not like the girl just said she was free last night. He flew up to meet him and didn't come back all night."
At this moment.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
There was a knock on the door.
Ying Wuji asked, "Who?"
"Brother Ying, it's me!"
Xiang Ding's voice sounded outside the door.
Ying Wuji got up and opened the door, feeling that Xiang Ding's dark skin had turned paler.
But when I looked at it, it was still so dark, as if it was because the expression had become better.
In the past, he always had a dark face, with the appearance of a master without emotion.
There is still no expression on his face now, but his facial muscles have relaxed a lot, and he looks quite kind.
This is……
Ying Wuji looked sideways slightly, and saw two good-looking women, exactly the looks of Yandi women.
"These two are..."
"Brother Ying, my son! Let me introduce you."
Xiang Ding couldn't stop smiling: "These two girls are the daughters of the Qing family in Yandi, the eldest sister is Qingshu, and the youngest is Qingting..."
Qingshu clapped his hands generously: "I've seen the young lady, the young master Wuji, Brother Zhao Ling!"
On the contrary, Qing Ting was a little shy, with her head half down, unable to speak.
Xiang Ding reminded in a low voice: "Little Dragonfly, it's time to talk..."
Zhao Ning: "..."
Ying Wuji: "..."
Mi Xingli: "..."
Little dragonfly?
They looked at Qing Ting's shy appearance, and at Xiang Ding's majestic and warm expression, and they didn't know what to say for a while.
Qingshu sighed softly, cupped his hands and said, "Sister She stays at home all year round to recuperate from illness, rarely sees strangers, and has a somewhat withdrawn personality, please don't take offense!"
"It's not strange, it's not strange!"
Ying Wuji waved his hands again and again, but he always felt that this matter was a bit exaggerated.
This little dragonfly is so shy, how did Xiang Ding be taken down so quickly?
Could it be that this guy has a cold face, but he is actually a pile driver?
I don't understand.
"Hahaha!"
Xiang Ding laughed heartily a few times, and quickly diverted the topic away: "Talk about what happened in the hall just now, it seems to be quite lively!"
Mi Xingli shook her head. This way of diverting the topic was too blunt, but she still said: "Students from a hundred families want to raise money by themselves, and want to help the Li royal family build the Dali Academy!"
Xiang Ding: "So it's like..."
At this moment.
"Fuck!"
"Where did that kid surnamed Zhang go?"
"And the kid who followed him to donate money is gone too!"
"Don't worry, Brother Zhang said that if the school fails after the event, the money will be refunded to us."
"That's right, don't panic, how can a scholar cheat money?"
"Refund a fart! When he collected the money just now, he didn't write down the list. How can I refund it?"
"what……"
"My surname is Zhang, I really want to make peace with Lingtang!"
Everyone: "..."
This is so special.
Scholar's money is really easy to cheat.
The Qing sisters leaned on the railing and looked down, looking fresh.
Coincidentally.
The pattern on Qingshu's neck fell into Ying Wuji's eyes.
Ying Wuji's heart twitched, what the hell am I, red, and the world of mortals all me?
Qingshu watched the excitement for a while, then turned around with a smile: "There are a lot of fish and dragons in this grand event, everyone must protect your wallets! Especially Mr. Wuji, you are the new God of Wealth in Jiangcheng!"
She was full of smiles, and kept her gaze on Ying Wuji for a long time.
Ying Wuji subconsciously touched the jade pendant on his waist, and said with a slight smile, "Don't worry..."
Xiang Ding laughed loudly: "Brother Ying! Although Ms. Qingshu is a woman, she often manages business within the clan. This time she took the initiative to ask to come to Li Country, but she specifically wanted to learn from you!"
Ask for experience?
I'm begging you.
You big fool, when you see me in normal times, you don't even hide the disdain in your eyes.
Stay so enthusiastic with me today.
He also sent a master of enlightenment to the gods.
"The little girl has indeed admired Young Master Wuji for a long time, I wonder if I can sit closer!"
Qing Shu pursed her lips and smiled, although she was asking, she sat directly beside Ying Wuji.
Ying Wuji: "..."
Gan!
(End of this chapter)
Emperor Zhuanxu's blood!
Ying Wuji wasn't sure if Zhao Ji was bluffing himself, but he could feel the vitality of that drop of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood from a long distance away, and there was even a trace of longing in his heart.
This desire seems to be a higher level of life.
This Nima!
Ying Wuji swallowed, feeling that the temptation of this thing was no different from the water in the desert.
He moved his eyes away, and forced a smile: "Father, there shouldn't be a few drops of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood in Dali's inventory, right?"
"This is the last drop!"
Zhao Ji didn't intend to hide the slightest bit.
Ying Wuji had been muttering in his heart, but now he dared not take it lightly: "Then do you think... I am worthy? Such a good thing should be left to Prince Ning."
"Ning'er has already used it, as long as she is given time, her cultivation will definitely be higher than mine."
Zhao Ji didn't answer the question of whether he was worthy or not, but asked another question: "Don't you want to ask, where did the blood of Emperor Zhuanxu come from?"
"Where is it?"
Of course Ying Wuji was curious, the blood of Emperor Zhuanxu was undoubtedly a top-notch fetish, but there were many heroes in the history of Li Kingdom, so it didn't make sense to keep it until now.
Zhao Ji still didn't answer, and asked a new question: "What do you think blood is?"
"Blood is blood. The ancestors were princes and generals, and the descendants will be fierce."
In Ying Wuji's concept, blood is like genes.
But Zhao Ji shook his head: "Then let me ask you again, the inheritance of the tribe is based on the surname, and each clan is separated and evolved into a clan. It stands to reason that they are inherited from the same ancestor, and the blood concentration should be almost the same. But now you look at the Ying surname. There are fourteen clans, more than 20 clans named Mi, all of whom are descendants of Zhuanxu, but only Ying, Zhao, and Mi have the strongest royal blood, why do you think this is?"
"This……"
Ying Wuji pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively, "So, the so-called bloodline is actually endowed by status?"
Zhao Ji neither nodded nor shook his head: "It is rumored that in the ancient tribes, there was no strict distinction between superiority and inferiority within the tribe. The people within the tribe just had different divisions of labor. Some hunted while others gathered. Even the chief of the tribe was elected by the tribe. sage.
But later, someone suddenly discovered that when the patriarch appeared for three consecutive generations in the same family, the chances of producing powerful offspring would increase greatly. Even if there was no patriarch in the next generation, the bloodline advantage would slowly decline after another three generations.
From the patriarch to the co-lord of the world, the so-called emperor's blood will be produced, and all descendants have a chance to awaken.
When Xiaozong was enfeoffed, he still had the bloodline advantage, but after three generations, there would be a certain degree of decline, and the degree of decline depended on his status.If he rises again in the future, the blood will be revived.
The Mi surname of the Chu State had already declined, but since it was awarded the title of Viscount by the Emperor Zhou, the Chu State has gradually grown, and now its bloodline is not inferior to that of Ying Zhao.
The ancestors of the Ying and Zhao families were the eldest son and the second son of the cockroach, and their bloodlines were already sluggish. Later, Zhao's zaofu was praised by the emperor for driving a car, and he was sealed to Zhaocheng.
Later, you were separated again in the name of raising horses and fighting barbarians. If you fail, your bloodline will decline rapidly. Fortunately, you have established a dry state and grown stronger. Now the strength of your bloodline is no less than that of our Zhao family.
It's a pity that no matter how strong Ying Zhao is, he is only a mere prince. It is too difficult to reproduce Zhuanxu's blood.
On the other hand, the ancestors of other ancient bloodlines were not considered strong in the first place, so occasionally a few were lucky enough to appear. "
"I see!"
Ying Wuji suddenly realized, he was curious before, when the Great Zhou was established, many princes surnamed Ji were separated out, why all of them behaved like a waste, and finally disappeared in the long river of history, did not expect this to be the case .
The Zhou royal family's control over the world is weak, and their bloodlines must not be much stronger now.
However, this bloodline only represents an innate advantage, and unless the ancient bloodline is awakened, it may not necessarily crush ordinary people.
But after knowing this, he became more and more curious: "It is said that Ying Zhao has declined like that halfway, how could it be possible to keep Emperor Zhuanxu's blood until now?"
Zhao Ji smiled: "Who said that the blood of Emperor Zhuanxu was left from ancient times?"
"This……"
Ying Wuji froze for a moment, he didn't stay, it was...
Zhao Ji squinted his eyes: "When the Queen was just pregnant with Ning'er, an old Taoist priest came to Jiangcheng and gave us a secret method of melting blood. This secret method can extract the source blood from the blood. If there is enough source blood , the emperor's blood can be smelted, and those whose blood is melted will not be able to enjoy the status brought by the royal family for the rest of their lives."
Ying Wuji was startled: "That's why the princesses in the royal family all live in the palace and rarely show their faces."
"Correct!"
Zhao Ji's expression was a little painful, even a little ferocious: "I sat in the snow for ten days, and finally made up my mind. Except for Ning'er and Zhao Qi, all my knees are daughters! Women can't keep the throne, let alone It is possible to unify Dali!
So when Ning'er was three years old, with the help of an old Taoist priest, I smelted the blood of several princesses. I smelted two drops of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood. One drop had already integrated into Ning'er's body. Thoroughly absorbed.
She couldn't absorb the other drop, so I stayed behind. I wanted to observe Zhao Qi, but found that he was just a lump of mud that couldn't support the wall.
So... stay for now. "
He looked at Ying Wuji.
Lift your right hand slightly upwards.
The meaning is obvious: do you want it?
Ying Wuji: "..."
Growing up so big, it was the first time he experienced the feeling of being suffocated by the atmosphere.
The corner of his mouth trembled: "Zhao Ning doesn't know about this?"
Zhao Ji shook his head: "She doesn't know, so don't let her know in the future!"
Ying Wuji: "..."
He seemed to understand what this drop of Emperor Zhuanxu's blood meant.
strength!
Threat!
guilt!
Strength, if this drop of blood is refined, the cultivation base of the fetal transformation state will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
Threat, a drop of emperor's blood is so powerful, how strong will Ying Wuque, who is serious about awakening his blood, be?He was pointing at himself, to completely cut off the idea of going back to work.
And guilt...
For the royal family and aristocratic families, blood is their innate superiority. For them, being deprived of blood is almost like permanent disability.
Just imagine, organ transplantation alone is enough to make people feel guilty.
Now, what Ying Wuji faced was a dozen princesses performing organ transplants together.
If you really want to leave in the future, can you live with your conscience?
Even if you're sure you won't leave in the future, can you take it away with peace of mind?
What will be your reaction when you see those princesses in the future?
He felt that Zhao Ji was a bit exaggerated, because judging from the current situation, Tangtang's talent is so perverted, it may also be because of accepting the emperor's blood.Zhao Ling didn't know if he accepted it, but at least he survived.
But he still couldn't stand this drop of blood.
Ying Wuji felt his head swell a little, and rubbed his hair: "You... how dare I take it?"
Zhao Ji smiled: "You are such a person!"
The corner of Ying Wuji's mouth grinned: "You are really controlling me to death."
Zhao Ji stood up slowly: "I just want to tell you that as long as you completely give up your small thoughts in your heart and truly help the Zhao family, you can give as much sincerity as you want.
But I see that you are under a lot of pressure now, but don't worry, you are still far away from breaking through the fetal transformation state. You have a lot of time to think about it. I will keep this drop of Emperor's blood for you for the time being. "
"Thank you, Father!"
Ying Wuji saluted respectfully. Although he did not accept this drop of emperor's blood, he came today, and he has greatly improved his relationship with the Zhao family.
Ugh……
Zhao Ji patted him on the shoulder: "You can just do it freely, and I will support you alone, so don't have any worries!"
Ying Wuji nodded: "Yes!"
"Go back and rest! Remember about the emperor's blood, don't tell Ning'er."
"Yes! Father, you should also rest earlier."
Ying Wuji originally wanted to leave, but suddenly thought of a question: "That's right, father! I heard that this grand meeting of hundreds of schools has been reorganized, and the previous method of preaching separately by several schools has been canceled, and it has been changed to a fixed-topic debate. It is said that this topic was decided by you and the masters together, can you..."
Zhao Ji frowned: "If you want to fight for your teacher's seat, you have to fight with your real talents and knowledge. You are really ashamed of your teacher for thinking of asking questions alone! Get out!"
"Go away!"
Ying Wuji bared his teeth, turned and left Chongli Hall.
Seeing Ying Wuji come out, Zhao Xin couldn't help but asked: "Master Consort! Why didn't I hear a word of what you said to His Highness!"
"It's strange if you can hear it!"
Ying Wuji waved his hands helplessly: "Let's go! Go home!"
When getting into the carriage at the gate of the palace, he suddenly pointed to the side and asked, "Hey? Isn't this the mansion of that earl? Why..."
Xin Zhao chuckled, "Now it's the son-in-law's mansion! Lord son-in-law, after you get married, you must leave me a room!"
Ying Wuji: "..."
Oh shit!
This favor is getting more and more owed.
……
Li's other courtyard.
Li Caitan was wearing a tulle dress, and was reclining on a low table half-sitting, holding a flagon with slippery shoulders, and pouring wine between his two red lips with his head raised.
The autumn night wind blew, the long skirt swayed with the wind, strands of long hair stroked at the temples, eyes were hazy, and she looked extremely beautiful.
"sand……"
"sand……"
"sand……"
There was a sound of footsteps.
Li Caitan followed the prestige, and saw you, your coachman, walking with a smile on his face.
The status of the coachman is very low, and he cannot enter the yard, which is a rule.
But Li Caitan didn't mean to reprimand him.
"Miss, it's time to go to bed!"
With a smile on his face, the coachman looked at her scantily clad body unscrupulously, but there was no lust in his eyes.
Li Caitan was a little displeased: "The next time you see me, can you change into a good-looking body so that I can still be happy with you, this is really disgusting."
The coachman looked disappointed, and sat directly at the other end of the low table, snatched Li Caitan's wine pot, and took a sip from the spout.
"Hah..."
He grinned his teeth in comfort: "I used to win some handsome men and beautiful women, but later I found out that the relationship between men and women is just like that. It's not interesting to drink! Nuo, if you don't believe me, take a sip!"
Li Caitan glanced at the spout he had just put in his mouth, and pushed it away with a look of disgust: "You drink it yourself!"
"whispering sound……"
The coachman cut it and poured it again.
Li Caitan looked at him: "By the way... is your real body male or female?"
The coachman asked back, "Don't you know that it is taboo to inquire about your boss?"
"boss?"
Li Caitan snorted: "I regard you as my boss, but some people see that their subordinates are under house arrest, but they don't care about it."
The coachman said indifferently, "I'm here, haven't I?"
Li Caitan nuzzled: "With your body, don't say whether you can take me away, but those pork sellers in Nanshi, can you beat them?"
The coachman spread his hands: "They are all gentle people, why do you think about those things all day long?"
"Sven man..."
Li Caitan gave him a blank look. Although she hadn't seen the boss himself, she had seen his bloodthirsty side.
Back then, he only seized the Transformation Realm of a third-rank spiritual fetus, and killed two strong warriors in one fell swoop.
Knock the bone and suck the marrow, and the face is covered with blood.
But that calm look was like eating a big pelvis on the street.
"Then what did you come to Jiangcheng for?"
"Participate in the grand meeting of hundreds of schools!"
The coachman took it for granted, "We are all members of Yang Zhu's family, how can we count as members of hundreds of families. How can we scholars miss such a grand event?"
Li Caitan: "..."
I believe your ghost!
The driver suddenly smiled: "How long have you been out?"
Li Caitan thought for a while: "It's less than a month, but I can survive it..."
The coachman asked again, "Do you know the news outside?"
"The news is blocked, how do I know?"
Li Caitan was a little impatient. Although the person in front of her was her boss, she taught "for me", and the rules were not so strict.
Not to mention a mere boss, even if the leader of my teaching is here, she should give me a blank stare, and I will still give her a blank stare.
The coachman smiled and said, "Yes! If you knew the news from outside, why would you stay here honestly?"
"What do you mean?"
Li Caitan suddenly frowned.
The coachman stared at her, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "You should have been locked up before the Wenhui, right?"
Li Caitan was a little irritable: "So what?"
"Then do you know who is hosting the meeting?"
"I heard it was the order of Zhou Yuefu."
"Then do you know who the Yuefu Ling is this week?"
"I don't care who he is?"
"Oh!"
The coachman nodded: "So you don't want to know, so I won't say anything!"
A killing intent flashed in the corner of Li Caitan's eyes: "If you don't want to say it, get out!"
"Yo! Xiao Caitan is angry!"
The coachman stopped teasing her, and said directly: "Yes! It is indeed the person you think."
"Jiang Taiyuan?"
"Otherwise who else?"
"..."
Do not know why.
It's still the same face.
But no matter what Li Caitan's expression was in the past, there was a faint charm, which disappeared in an instant.
His eyes were cold, and even his breathing was trembling.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank him."
The coachman smacked his lips: "If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't join me to teach. But you are cruel enough. If you didn't destroy your Kuncheng body, he would definitely not abandon you cruelly. Then you will live in seclusion Shenshan, come out in 20 years, maybe you can get Ying Wuque's playbook, and help Jiang to regain control of the country of Qi. At that time, a family of three will be considered a powerful party!"
"Is he worthy?"
Li Caitan's voice was cold, and his eyes were full of hatred.
She destroyed Kun Cheng's body because she believed that all the misfortunes of the girls of the Li family came from this.
If that person really loves him, then Kun Cheng's body is worthless.
But if what he values is Kun Cheng's body, then he is worthless.
Li Caitan suddenly wanted to laugh.
The moment Kun Cheng's body was destroyed, she felt free.
But she didn't expect that even if she was destroyed, she would still be unable to escape the shackles of Kun Cheng's body for the rest of her life.
She just hated that Caimei entered the palace and indeed saved her, but she couldn't leave Jiangcheng a step away, and she couldn't kill this scumbag!
"He... actually dared to come to Li country!"
Li Caitan gritted his teeth, the Hunyuan Qi in his body had a faint tendency to be uncontrollable.
The coachman smiled and pinched her face: "Xiao Caitan, do you want to go out?"
"Can you take me out?"
Li Caitan stared at her firmly: "Although I am barely safe now, the people of King Li are staring at me. As long as I dare to leave Jiangcheng, they will definitely dig three feet. Just because I teach you in Jiangcheng I'm afraid they won't be able to protect me, right?"
"You don't need to worry about this, I have my own way!"
The coachman smiled and asked back, "How is your Hunyuan Zhenqi now?"
Li Caitan narrowed his eyes: "The blood of the great clan of the Li country has almost been collected, and the proton of the Wu country and the proton of the Yan country also have it, but it is a pity that the proton of the Qian country has not been grasped! You really have problems in doing things, if he went to the brothel at that time When the time comes, arrange for me to go there..."
The coachman spread his hands helplessly: "You know the situation of teaching for me, everyone is not polite. At that time, I asked someone to ask, they said that it was not appropriate to involve you in the case of assassination, and said to find an opportunity to let you go. You sleep with Ying Wuque."
"Ying Wuque..."
Li Caitan couldn't help but licked his lips, talking about ancient blood was indeed more interesting than Ying Wuji.
However, she was still a little puzzled: "Ying and Zhao are of the same ancestry. Although the one I adopted is not the son, he is also the grandson of the previous King Li. Why do you want to adopt the blood of the son of Qian?"
"Since the Qian Kingdom has been established, the blood has already been rooted in the New Kingdom. How can it be the same as the Zhao family's blood?"
The coachman shook his head: "For this grand event, there are people from the royal families of all countries. The royal family surnamed Jiang from Qi State did not come, but an illegitimate son of Marquis Tian Wei also came. On the other hand, from the State of Chu, a female son came. The one with the surname Xiang was beaten and sacrificed, and it is said that he is also a big family with the surname Mi."
"item?"
Li Caitan was a little dissatisfied. In Chu Kingdom, apart from the royal family Mi Xiong, only Qu Jingzhao's family could be regarded as real big families.
Xiang... How strong can the bloodline be?
The coachman smiled and said: "This son's cultivation is quite powerful, so you should not be underestimated. There are not many opportunities like a grand gathering of hundreds of families. This time, I will try to raise your true energy to a higher level. As long as you can replenish the blood of other royal families, I will I will kill Jiang Taiyuan for you, and then take you to Qianguo to capture Ying Wuque!
At that time, let the leader help you restore Kuncheng's body, and the heirs born will surely awaken Zhuanxu's bloodline, and then the Qian Kingdom will be unified..."
He stopped talking.
Because a knife was on his neck.
"You mention Kun Cheng's body again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Li Caitan looked slightly cold, her bottom line was that she could not return to the shadow of the Li family.
What's more, she has mastered Hunyuan Zhenqi now, and she is close to Dacheng.
After this grand gathering of hundreds of schools, they will definitely enter the realm of great success.
If he can successfully plunder Ying Wuque's blood, and even step into the legendary realm of consummation, if he masters another supernatural power, even in the supernatural power realm, he will be hard-pressed to meet his opponent. Why do he still have to live by having children?
Depending on her stomach, even if she could become the new emperor's queen, she would not be happy.
"All right! But you have to put the knife down, the body belongs to your coachman."
The coachman squeezed the blade of the knife with a smile, and removed the knife from his neck.
Li Caitan's expression softened a little: "Speak up! How can I leave?"
"It's easy!"
The coachman smiled and took out a scroll from his pocket, opened it, and it turned out to be a portrait of Li Caitan.
Dressed in red, lifelike.
Li Caitan's pupils froze: "What is this?"
"Knowingly asking!"
With a wave of the coachman, the woman in the painting turned into a beam of light and appeared in front of the table, looking exactly like Li Caitan.
Then he took out another letter and stuffed it into the arms of the woman in the painting, then smiled and said: "When she wakes up and reads the letter, she will honestly put you under house arrest, don't worry."
Danqing crosses the soul!
The driver smiled and said, "What are you doing in a daze? For this painting, I begged that stupid wood for a long time before he was willing to paint it for me."
Li Caitan looked a little ugly: "Where did this heartache come from?"
"Oh!"
The coachman curled his lips: "Don't worry about that! The blood belonged to a cousin of yours. Her son died and her husband had a new love, so she threw herself into the river. We don't have the habit of killing innocent people indiscriminately."
Li Caitan has already thought of who this cousin is. During the Chinese New Year the year before last, she went back to her mother's house and found herself to complain about her bitterness.
Sure enough, he couldn't take it anymore and committed suicide.
She pointed to the woman in red who was lying beside her: "Then what kind of person is the one drawn with her painstaking efforts?"
The coachman smiled a bit reservedly: "It's better not to know!"
"Say!"
"Stupid said... is a slut."
"..."
Li Caitan lost his mind for a moment, and murmured: "I originally thought that he would be a hero."
The coachman smiled and waved his hands: "What do you want to do so much? Just such a servile woman, why do you listen to her? You take this, and tomorrow morning, go to Chengxi Yuelai Inn to find me."
"Ok!"
Li Caitan took the talisman paper and painted skin, and nodded slightly.
When I looked at the coachman again, I found that his eyes were already confused, so I took it and threw it out of the yard.
"Jiang Taiyuan..."
Li Caitan squinted his eyes, looking at the night sky where the stars and the moon shine together, as if he was caught in a painful memory.
After a long time, she put on the painted skin, which turned into a ray of light and merged into her body, and the next moment she became a completely different woman.
Pure and pleasant, but still with a faint charm.
She glanced back at the sleeping woman in red, and laughed at herself, "Oh, slut..."
Shaking her head, she moved the talisman directly.
Five elements escape!
……
The days passed by.
These days, nothing major has happened in Jiangcheng.
All the masters are resting in their own courtyards, only the students of each family come and go with each other, and they are very happy to compete.
As long as there are many people, you can definitely hear students from a hundred schools arguing... No!It's an argument!
After all, each school has different philosophies, as long as they get together to chat, they will surely be able to live up to their expectations.
It is said that before the Jixia Academy was in decline, it was such a bustling scene every day.
Unfortunately……
In the end, I could only meet them at the Baijia event.
In addition to academic problems, the affairs of the Dali Academy are also spreading like wildfire. For most students, they still hope that there will be another Jixia Academy, otherwise they will not have a grand gathering of hundreds of schools every time. They came here without hesitation.
It's a pity that the shadow left by Jixia Academy on the students of hundreds of schools is too deep.
When an academy becomes a political plaything, it completely loses its meaning of existence.
Since the feast of the princes, many people have gone to ask the masters who went to the side hall of the Chongli Hall, what conditions King Li offered them.
After all, this time King Li claimed that he not only provided a real official position, but even allowed the students to come and go freely, which was the condition that all the students yearned for.
After all, if you go to another country to be an official, it's all about the eyes of the monarch and powerful officials.
Some people with peerless talents are lucky enough to be directly hired as high-ranking officials.
Talent is not that strong, and those with mediocre luck can only start as a staff member. If the master has a structure, he may be able to be elected as an official. If he likes to take credit, he may be a staff member for a lifetime.
The reason why Luo Yan is well-known and accepts three thousand disciples is because as long as the disciples put forward excellent political opinions, they can be elected as officials by him. Nowadays, many of the more famous officials in Zhao Tu and Wei Tu were once Luo Yan's disciples.
Now, King Li has handed over the power of being an official to the Academy, which is enough to drive many people crazy.
However, the answers given by the masters are not so optimistic.
"Not yet negotiated!"
If we haven't reached an agreement yet, we're still talking.
Many underappreciated students are extremely anxious these days, asking about the follow-up of the Xuegong incident all the time.
Until yesterday morning, Zhao's Changping Hou sent someone to post a notice in front of the palace gate, which was filled with [-] official positions, large and small, and said that after the school was established, [-] official positions would be provided.
Although there are big and small, they are all official positions that can display their talents.
Ever since the notice was posted, Jiangcheng has become more lively.
Hundreds of students are roughly divided into two factions.
The optimists felt that King Li sincerely wanted to run the academy, and when the academy was established, a thousand official positions would be a matter of time.
The pessimists thought that Zhao Ji was just fishing, using three hundred officials to trick hundreds of students into killing him.
Both sides hold their ground.
But regardless of pessimism or optimism, they all have a consensus.
It is the money for this school palace, which may be really difficult.
The signs were obvious, because the Zhao clan posted a notice on the front foot, and then announced that they would spend huge sums of money to repair the river in Zhao Tu, obviously not wanting to spend money.
Can the Dali Academy be built only with the royal family's own money?
You know, the former Jixia Academy was in charge of food, housing, and cultivation resources.
It is a practice place for masters to pay for their tea and to gather energy to cultivate energy by taking advantage of the power of heaven and earth.
These all cost money.
"It's hard for me to say! Several masters said that they didn't agree, and it must be that the finances are not in place!"
Tian Wenjing sat in the center of the hall, and his voice was quite resounding: "If you want me to say, the royal family of Li relies on the clan land for its finances. Although there are several royal merchants, they also rely on the clan's resources to survive. Wei and Han Needless to say, the royal family of Li sells favors to hundreds of families, and it is impossible for them to pay for it.
But the Li family, the crown princess is from the Li family, and they can become royal relatives in the future, but they certainly won't get much.
Think about it, our Tian family is the minister of the Qi State, and we say one thing in Qi State, but even so, we built the Jixia Academy with all the efforts of the whole family.
Only relying on the Li royal family and the Li family who don't know how much they can do?Why? "
He speaks in a correct manner, especially when he mentions Tian's Jianjixia, he has a proud expression on his face.
The eyes of the audience were all focused on him. After all, Tian Weihou was the unnamed king of Qi. Although Tian Wenjing was an illegitimate son, he was highly regarded by Tian Weihou. His status was no different from that of other princes, even worse than that of princes. Not too far.
Tian Wenjing had a smile on his face, and he enjoyed the attention of everyone.
If it was before, he would only enter private rooms for drinking and tea.
But now that the grand meeting of hundreds of schools is coming soon, the center of the hall is the most important position.
It is indeed quite painful for the Tian family to build the Jixia Academy.
But to say that the whole family will devote their efforts is completely exaggerating, so that those who are looking forward to the completion of the Dali Academy don't want to eat farts.
At this time, someone asked: "Brother Tian, how much does it cost to build such a Dali Academy?"
Tian Wenjing made a rough calculation: "At least 300 million taels!"
"hiss……"
Everyone took a deep breath.
Three million taels is really an astronomical figure for them.
You must know that in Jiangcheng, which is so prosperous and prosperous, only quite capable workers can earn one or two monthly wages.
Although most scholars have some family background, 300 million taels is still too far away.
"Everyone!"
A Confucian student dressed in expensive clothes stood up and said, "I'm afraid the situation of the royal family of Li is not very optimistic. Why don't we raise some money? If this school is built, it can be regarded as a way for all scholars. I, I will contribute 100 two!"
Tian Wenjing: "???"
Are you out of your mind?
I advise you not to daydream!
It's good for you, stop daydreaming and spend money to buy dreams?
The field was quiet for a while, all scholars, you look at me, I look at you, finally someone started to speak.
"I'm not as rich as Brother Zhang. I'll give you ten taels. It's all out of my heart."
"One or two for me."
"I, Mo Zhe, don't have any money. When I go back, I will ask Mr. Wu to see if the guild can pay."
……
Tian Wenjing couldn't help it anymore: "Don't go crazy! There are only so many scholars in this world. Your little money, in front of 300 million taels, is not even a hair! This is a daydream, and you don't want to wake up. Bar?"
The Confucian scholar who was the first to contribute money was a little displeased: "I am willing, can you control it?"
Tian Wenjing was anxious: "Okay! I remember you! Don't even think about going to Qi to be an official in the future!"
"I didn't think about it at first! An official of the Qi State? Huh, even a dog doesn't do it!"
The Confucian scholar sneered, and immediately looked at the crowd: "If you trust me, you can hand over the money to me. Then I will go to see His Majesty King Li and do my best to build the school! If not, the event will end After that, it will be returned to everyone intact.”
Saying that, he took off the brocade robe and spread it on the table, took off the gold ornaments around his waist, and put it on the brocade robe.
The gold ornaments looked like at least ten taels, which was worth more than the 100 taels of silver he promised.
"I believe Brother Zhang, this is twelve taels!"
Someone took out twelve taels and put them next to the gold ornaments.
Now, other people who want to crowdfund also follow suit.
Tian Wenjing was so angry that his mouth slanted and his eyes slanted: "I'm sick! It's purely sick! Dad is so angry."
Room on the second floor.
"Puchi! This idiot!"
Zhao Ning couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect Tian Wenjing's rhetoric to inspire these people to donate money.
Mi Xingli smiled and said: "The school is what the people want. After the decline of Jixia, the students of hundreds of schools are like lost souls. Their thoughts cannot collide, and the progress of each school is much slower. Don't talk about them, I will I want to donate money. Brother Zhao, tell me, how much money does the Li royal family still need?"
Zhao Ning looked solemn, and said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, young lady, our royal family of Li is not short of money!"
"All right!"
Mi Xingli spread her hands. In fact, what she said was the truth. If the school was really short of money, she would be willing to donate money.
Of course, the premise is that the school is in Chu State.
Forget about Li Guo.
But this "Zhao Ling", when she came to Li country, she deliberately got to know the famous people in the Zhao clan, but there was no such person.
I don't know where it came from, not only got so close to Ying Wuji, but also entered the side hall with all the masters.
This is a bit bizarre.
Mi Xingli even suspected that he was pretended by the prince, but the prince had no reason to pretend to be such a person, and with her rich experience in forgery detection, she couldn't see any trace of disguise.
Li Guo's clan is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
Ying Wuji curled his lips: "Young lady is really dishonest. She eats ours and uses ours these days, yet she still tries to trick us every day!"
"Brother Ying is just joking!"
Mi Xingli pursed her lips and smiled: "Who among the Legalists in the world doesn't want to create a reform with their own hands? It's just that the countries are deeply mired in the quagmire, and it is really difficult to find a chance to break through. Today, His Majesty Li Wang's vigorous and resolute actions make us fascinated, naturally. Wanting to see His Majesty King Li's methods, it's really itchy!
If you really encounter difficulties during the reform, you can let us know, and Xingli will definitely try his best to help! "
"Thank you so much then!"
Ying Wuji smiled, at first he didn't know why Mi Xingli wanted to come over, but after getting along these few days, he understood a little bit.
This chick really wants to reform.
The crazy kind.
It's a pity that she really can't help.
The state of Chu borders Wei and Han, and if the military exercises deterrence at that time, the effect will definitely be very good.
It's a pity that the state of Chu is very strong, unlike the state of Qian, which has just fought a big battle.
If they are really allowed to come and act, maybe it will come true as they act. Although Wei Han is mainly affected, who can guarantee that Wei Han will not drag Zhao into the water immediately?
Mi Xingli was still itchy: "Brother Ying, Brother Zhao, can't we really reveal what was said in the hall? I can swear that I will never say it outside. Your Zhao family's blood oath, our Mi family also has it." A similar one."
Ying Wuji: "..."
Zhao Ning: "..."
This man is really studious!
Mi Xingli pursed her lips: "If you don't tell me, then I'll guess! The king's picture...is in the north?"
Hearing this, both Ying Wuji and Zhao Ning shrank their pupils.
This chick has something!
Mi Xingli pursed her lips and smiled: "It seems that my guess is right. You two can rest assured that this time is an example of Chu's reform in the future. I have no reason to play a role in it. It's just that I am thinking, if the picture is true. In the north, the financial gap of the royal family is more than one school, and Wei Han..."
Zhao Ning looked slightly cold: "Master, don't you think you talk too much?"
"This this……"
Mi Xingli felt a little regretful, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry! I'm very eager to study, and I didn't mean to offend. Brother Zhao, please forgive me!"
"Let's change the subject and drink tea!"
Ying Wuji poured two cups of tea and changed the subject with a smile: "By the way, my son, why didn't you see Xiang Ding today? He used to be with you all the time!"
"He!"
Mi Xingli was a little helpless: "A few days ago when we went hunting in the outskirts of the city, we met a pair of sisters who came to study in the country of Yan. This big stupid fell in love with her sister!"
Ying Wuji couldn't help admiring: "The young man is just beginning to fall in love, and brother Xiang was able to accompany the young lady a few days ago, he has done his duty!"
"Conscientious? Forget it!"
Mi Xingli rubbed her temples: "If it wasn't for the fact that the pair of sisters had a lot of old friends in Jiangcheng, they were busy visiting and couldn't spare time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen them. It's not like the girl just said she was free last night. He flew up to meet him and didn't come back all night."
At this moment.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
There was a knock on the door.
Ying Wuji asked, "Who?"
"Brother Ying, it's me!"
Xiang Ding's voice sounded outside the door.
Ying Wuji got up and opened the door, feeling that Xiang Ding's dark skin had turned paler.
But when I looked at it, it was still so dark, as if it was because the expression had become better.
In the past, he always had a dark face, with the appearance of a master without emotion.
There is still no expression on his face now, but his facial muscles have relaxed a lot, and he looks quite kind.
This is……
Ying Wuji looked sideways slightly, and saw two good-looking women, exactly the looks of Yandi women.
"These two are..."
"Brother Ying, my son! Let me introduce you."
Xiang Ding couldn't stop smiling: "These two girls are the daughters of the Qing family in Yandi, the eldest sister is Qingshu, and the youngest is Qingting..."
Qingshu clapped his hands generously: "I've seen the young lady, the young master Wuji, Brother Zhao Ling!"
On the contrary, Qing Ting was a little shy, with her head half down, unable to speak.
Xiang Ding reminded in a low voice: "Little Dragonfly, it's time to talk..."
Zhao Ning: "..."
Ying Wuji: "..."
Mi Xingli: "..."
Little dragonfly?
They looked at Qing Ting's shy appearance, and at Xiang Ding's majestic and warm expression, and they didn't know what to say for a while.
Qingshu sighed softly, cupped his hands and said, "Sister She stays at home all year round to recuperate from illness, rarely sees strangers, and has a somewhat withdrawn personality, please don't take offense!"
"It's not strange, it's not strange!"
Ying Wuji waved his hands again and again, but he always felt that this matter was a bit exaggerated.
This little dragonfly is so shy, how did Xiang Ding be taken down so quickly?
Could it be that this guy has a cold face, but he is actually a pile driver?
I don't understand.
"Hahaha!"
Xiang Ding laughed heartily a few times, and quickly diverted the topic away: "Talk about what happened in the hall just now, it seems to be quite lively!"
Mi Xingli shook her head. This way of diverting the topic was too blunt, but she still said: "Students from a hundred families want to raise money by themselves, and want to help the Li royal family build the Dali Academy!"
Xiang Ding: "So it's like..."
At this moment.
"Fuck!"
"Where did that kid surnamed Zhang go?"
"And the kid who followed him to donate money is gone too!"
"Don't worry, Brother Zhang said that if the school fails after the event, the money will be refunded to us."
"That's right, don't panic, how can a scholar cheat money?"
"Refund a fart! When he collected the money just now, he didn't write down the list. How can I refund it?"
"what……"
"My surname is Zhang, I really want to make peace with Lingtang!"
Everyone: "..."
This is so special.
Scholar's money is really easy to cheat.
The Qing sisters leaned on the railing and looked down, looking fresh.
Coincidentally.
The pattern on Qingshu's neck fell into Ying Wuji's eyes.
Ying Wuji's heart twitched, what the hell am I, red, and the world of mortals all me?
Qingshu watched the excitement for a while, then turned around with a smile: "There are a lot of fish and dragons in this grand event, everyone must protect your wallets! Especially Mr. Wuji, you are the new God of Wealth in Jiangcheng!"
She was full of smiles, and kept her gaze on Ying Wuji for a long time.
Ying Wuji subconsciously touched the jade pendant on his waist, and said with a slight smile, "Don't worry..."
Xiang Ding laughed loudly: "Brother Ying! Although Ms. Qingshu is a woman, she often manages business within the clan. This time she took the initiative to ask to come to Li Country, but she specifically wanted to learn from you!"
Ask for experience?
I'm begging you.
You big fool, when you see me in normal times, you don't even hide the disdain in your eyes.
Stay so enthusiastic with me today.
He also sent a master of enlightenment to the gods.
"The little girl has indeed admired Young Master Wuji for a long time, I wonder if I can sit closer!"
Qing Shu pursed her lips and smiled, although she was asking, she sat directly beside Ying Wuji.
Ying Wuji: "..."
Gan!
(End of this chapter)
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