Lu Henian did not refuse directly: "I have to ask the teacher about this!"

Yan Zhen nodded and didn't say much. As long as Lu Henian was willing to introduce him, it would be great.

Lu Henian and Hong Yi resigned and left together. On the way back, Hong Yi asked quietly: "Brother Lu, if you agree to this, won't you make Mr. Chu unhappy?"

Lu Henian smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's enough for me to just bring what he said. It's up to you whether the teacher wants to see him or not. It's naturally his blessing if the teacher wants to see him. If he doesn't want to see him, he can force it."

No!"

Hearing what Lu Henian said, Hong Yi felt relieved.

But after Hong Yi left, a middle-aged man came out of a room next to the hall. Yan Zhen asked the middle-aged man: "Old Duan, what do you think of this Hong Yi?"

"Young talents are lurking in the abyss!" Mr. Duan Da slowly spit out eight words.

"Oh, Old Duan, are you so optimistic about him?" Yan Zhen's eyes moved and he looked at his military advisor in surprise.

"It's not that I think highly of him, but he deserves this evaluation."

Mr. Duan Da shook the folding fan in his hand and said slowly: "Let's not talk about his own Taoism and martial arts. Just look at the backstage that supports him. It is enough to see that this kid's future achievements will not be simple!

"

"Let's not talk about Taishang Dao. The recent rise of literary Dao is enough to overturn the current world structure." Mr. Duan Da took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Yan Zhen.

"I received a piece of news. A few days ago, a ghost immortal master tried to test Xie Wenyuan, but Xie Wenyuan shouted and dispersed his spirit. If Xie Wenyuan had not shown mercy, I am afraid that the ghost immortal would have almost completely disappeared. Even so, that

The ghost fairy is also almost seriously injured and dying."

Yan Zhen took the paper, looked at the information on it, and looked shocked: "How can the cultivation of literature and Taoism be so terrifying?"

"There is another piece of information that I compiled." Mr. Duan Da took out a piece of information that he compiled and handed it to Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen took the information and looked at it: "Huh? When we attacked the Giant Whale Island, there was an inexplicable heavy fog. It was suspected that Lu Henian, who was next to Hong Yi, summoned... Also, when we attacked the Giant Whale Island, there was also a heavy fog in the Snake Canyon^

When Wei Lei sent Lei Lie to intercept and kill, suddenly there was a strong wind and rain in the sky, and the rain fell to the ground and froze. The scope of the wind and rain was limited to a radius of 500 feet..."

These pieces of intelligence information were originally mixed in other records, but now Mr. Duan Da extracted them and connected them in series. At this moment, there were many mixed and unclear events, and finally they became clear.

's context.

"It seems that I still underestimated the means possessed by literary practitioners." Yan Zhen couldn't help but sigh after putting down the paper.

On the other side, Lu Henian, who left with Hong Yi, didn't know that Yan Zhen had already learned about some of his methods from some scrapped information.

Having said that, when Lu Henian showed his literary skills in front of everyone, he did not deliberately hide it. Moreover, sooner or later, literary skills will be spread all over the world. Yan Zhen will know this soon, and there is no point in hiding it. So even if the other party knows it.

, he won’t care either.

Not long after returning to Green Camp, Yan Zhen's appointment documents were quickly sent out. Hong Yi packed up and took the soldiers and horses of Green Camp to the Fifth Army Navy, more than two hundred miles away, to take over.

After taking over the troops of the Fifth Army Navy, the number of personnel under Hong Yi expanded to 2,500. All of a sudden, all kinds of complicated things came one after another.

In the barracks, where Hong Yi works, the iron table is covered with piles of documents, military symbols and tokens. All kinds of affairs need to be handled by Hong Yi.

If he hadn't cultivated the Taoist arts, and if his Taoist skills had not reached the state of being possessed by distractions and thoughts, and could use distractions at the same time, Hong Yi would have been in dire straits.

After spending more than ten days, Hongyi finally straightened out the various affairs of the Fifth Army Navy and also assigned various tasks.

As the navy patrolling the Jinghai Sea, the Fifth Army Navy, in addition to normal drills, also has tasks such as maritime patrol, suppression of pirates, and protection of domestic merchant ships.

It might take an average person a month or two to sort out such matters. Hong Yi only spent a dozen days to sort out everything, and he even arranged everything in an orderly manner.

It can be seen that his ability to handle government affairs is extremely good.

Even Yan Zhen couldn't help but sigh in admiration when he found out.

On this day, after Hong Yi finished handling today's paperwork, he went to the school field to watch the soldiers' training, and then went to the beach to relax.

Amidst the sound of the waves, looking at the vast and distant sea, my mind becomes empty and distant without even realizing it.

At this moment, a sudden soft cough woke Hong Yi up from his thoughts: "Master Yi, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

"Who!" Hong Yi withdrew his spiritual thoughts and looked forward, only to see a hunched old man in black standing behind a small sand nest twenty steps away.

"Butler Wu!" Hong Yi looked at the person coming, let out a long breath, and got all his energy up. He had not noticed the other person just now, which really surprised him.

Hong Yi used his spiritual thoughts and was unable to glance at Butler Wu, and immediately knew that the other person was a martial arts saint.

Only the Martial Saint has such a miraculous method. The aura is vaguely fused with the surroundings, all vitality is converged, and the possessed spirit cannot be scanned.

"Master Yi, you are so good at Taoism. You don't use your soul to come out of your shell, but directly shoot around with your spiritual thoughts. As you can see with your own eyes, this kind of Taoism method is only the ability of the soul to be possessed. Master Yi, you just have to

Just one step away from becoming a ghost and immortal..." Butler Wu's old voice reached Hong Yi's ears.

"I originally thought that Master Yi just practiced a little martial arts, because I have watched you grow up for so many years. Whether you are strong or not, not only me, but also the Marquis can see clearly.

I didn’t expect that Young Master Yi would actually become a Taoist master. If Master Hou knew about it, I don’t know what he would think.”

"Steward Wu, why did you suddenly break into the forbidden area of ​​the Jing Navy Camp today? You must know that this is a country's coastal defense, and no one is allowed to break in. You just broke in without warning and spread the word, which not only harmed the military

The reputation of Marquis Wen's Mansion itself also violates military law."

Hearing Butler Wu nagging him as if he was talking about family matters, Hong Yi knew in his heart that the most mysterious old steward in Wu Wenhou's mansion was definitely not here to talk to him, but to cause trouble.

"I respect the order of the Marquis and bring Master Yi back to the house. I won't let Master Yi do anything nonsense anymore. You should have had enough fun these days, Master Yi. The Marquis said, Master Cheng, you haven't had enough fun yet."

Trouble, if your life is at stake, I will take you back as soon as possible."

Butler Wu listened to Hong Yi's business-like tone and put on a general air without taking it to heart at all. He smiled with his walnut-skin face and looked at Hong Yi as if he were a naughty child.

"Take me back, have you had enough fun?" After all, Hong Yi was well-educated. After feeling angry in his heart, he calmed down in an instant, raised his eyelids slightly, and suddenly, he looked up to the sky and burst into laughter. The sound shook the sea.

Ripples.

"What if I don't go back?" After Hong Yi laughed, his laughter stopped, and a deep chill came from the gap between his teeth.

"Master Yi is a member of the Hou family after all. You can't disrespect the family law of the Marquis." Butler Wu said quietly.

"I am a servant of the Hong family. I only listen to the Marquis. Although there are national laws, the Marquis must have his own reasons for doing this. He will also handle it properly in terms of national laws. Master Yi does not need to worry." Butler Wu.

Seeing the naughty child's angry eyes made Hong Yi feel clearly in his heart.

"So, Butler Wu, you insist on taking me away?" Hong Yi smiled coldly, gritting his teeth, and the murderous intention in his heart gradually boiled.

"Of course." Butler Wu felt the murderous intention in Hong Yi's heart and shook his head: "Master Yi, please stop being naughty. I also know that you have made a lot of progress recently and have become a Taoist master.

I have taken in a few masters, but in the eyes of the Marquis, these are just child's play. Come back with me, admit your mistake to the Marquis, stay in the Marquis's house honestly, don't be naughty, the Marquis will not treat you

How."

"Admit my mistake, what mistake did I make? Do I need to admit my mistake?" Hong Yi condensed his increasingly strong murderous intention into a ball.

"This old slave doesn't know, but the Marquis is the young master's father. If the father says that his son is wrong, then he must be wrong."

Butler Wu shook his head and looked extremely patient: "Originally, when the Marquis came this time, he told the old slave that he wanted to abolish your martial arts, young master, to prevent you from being naughty again, causing trouble and causing big trouble. But the old slave

I think that practicing martial arts is not easy for the young master, and it would be a pity to lose it, so I advise the young master to admit your mistake and apologize to the Marquis, and the Marquis will definitely forgive you."

"So Hong Xuanji is so domineering and unreasonable? He feels that his son is a threat to him, so he wants to strangle him in the cradle?" At this moment, Lu Henian, who was rushing from the other side, couldn't help but interjected.

Seeing Lu Henian's arrival, Hong Yi couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Brother Lu, why are you here?"

"With the utmost sincerity and sincerity, I sensed that there was a dangerous situation on Brother Hong's side, so I rushed over from the military camp." After Lu Henian explained, his eyes were fixed on Butler Wu.

"Old guy, tell me, is this how your master treats his own son? When he finds out there is a threat to him, he immediately eradicates him. How can he be a parent with such a narrow-minded mind?"

Hearing Lu Henian's words, Butler Wu's brows jumped: "Master Yi, if I didn't tell you this, how could you hand over all these shabby things? I will be unhappy if I find out!"

Neither three nor four? Goods?

Hearing what Butler Wu said about him, Lu Henian suddenly laughed angrily.

But before Lu Henian could speak, Hong Yi on the side suddenly said: "Let me ask you, Butler Wu, how did my mother die when you were with the Marquis?"

"Is Master Yi's biological mother? She was seriously ill with tuberculosis and died of coughing up blood." Butler Wu's eyelids moved and he sighed slightly, "Master Yi was seven years old at the time and was by his mother's side. He was much more aware than the old slave.

, why do you still ask the old slave?"

"Serious disease of tuberculosis? Coughing up blood and dying?" Hong Yi seemed to have heard some big joke, "A saint of the Supreme Taoism, whose martial arts and Taoism skills are rare in the world, actually got tuberculosis and died of coughing up blood? Even my mother

Because her emotions broke her Taoist heart, but with her level of cultivation as a martial saint, how could she get tuberculosis and end up coughing up blood and dying?"

Hong Yi's voice was as cold as three winters of ice, and his face was as calm as an ancient well, but everyone present knew that the anger in Hong Yi's heart was as high as ten thousand feet.

"It turns out that Master Yi already knows!" Butler Wu sighed slightly.

"Yes, I already know that my mother was disabled from Taoism and martial arts by Hong Xuanji, right?" Hong Yi said quietly, "Then she was given poison by that bitch Mrs. Zhao. She seemed to have tuberculosis, but in fact, the poison penetrated into her lungs.

, so there’s nothing you can do to save yourself, right?”

Butler Wu remained silent.

"Hong Xuanji is really good at scheming. With the help of my mother's affection for him, he made my mother 'betray' Meng Shenji with a backhand plan, and then obtained Taishang Tao's "Taishang Alchemy Sutra" from her, which made my mother unable to

Not staying with him, and at the same time secretly destroying my mother's martial arts. In order to restore her martial arts spirit, she finally watched Madam Zhao pouring poison into my mother with cold eyes. Each of these, one by one, was really good.

Calculate! He is so stupid that he claims to be a master of Neo-Confucianism in vain. They are all bullshit and not as good as knowledge!"

"Master Yi!" Upon hearing Hong Yi's words, Butler Wu's eyes sharpened, "A son doesn't tell his father's fault, how can you be so unfilial?"

"Unfilial?" Hearing Butler Wu's accusation, Hong Yi seemed to have heard some big joke, and a cold smile appeared on his face, "The hatred for killing one's mother is irreconcilable. If you don't avenge me, you will be a son of a man in vain!

"
To be continued...