It snowed for three days in the first game, which made the whole capital excited for three days. In the next few days, it returned to normal.

It is human nature to like the new and dislike the old. Everyone inside and outside the palace began to sweep away the snow in front of the door. Except for the children who occasionally played and played, the white snow was no longer favored by anyone.

Zhao Zhengli has been deep in thought for the past few days. He learned from the city king's letter that the person who wanted his head at the black market of Changle Hall was one of the three princes, Xiao Taifu. This man was the prince's mentor and a third-generation veteran of the first rank. Zhao Zhengli was not alive.

Do you think there is any grudge against this person?

Taifu Xiao and Taishi Qi, who quarreled with Tianshi Zhao in the court a few months ago, both belong to the three princes. Master Jing, who was knocked off the roof by Zhang Ziya, happened to be a second-grade civil servant and young master. The three princes and the three princes basically favored the prince, because the prince also served as one person.

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Zhao Zhengli held the post of Zhongshu Ling, acting as agent for the world's political affairs, and the left and right prime ministers who were under Zhongshu's sect and were responsible for Pingzhang's affairs were only the prince. Therefore, the leader who wanted Zhao Zhengli's head was naturally blamed on the prince of the dynasty. Was it his intention?

The temple was divided into two offices, three provinces, six ministries, and nine temples and six prisons. Except for the political and civil servants who were biased towards the prince, the rest of the departments were either left or right, or were directly loyal to the old emperor like the Minister of War, and occasionally made small reports to win the emperor's favor.

This was the old emperor's "game" method, because he took the world halfway, and most of those civil servants and generals were from the former dynasty. In order to consolidate the royal power and let the court and court supervise each other, he sat alone on the Diaoyutai and watched the overall situation.

From time to time, courtiers were given favors and prestige to express gratitude to several princes in exchange for loyal ministers. In the future, whoever becomes emperor will have his own power.

The old emperor was fascinated by this method of strategizing, so he was reluctant to abdicate at this age. The position of dragon throne was so addictive!

Zhao Zhengli did not think too much about it. Because the court was complicated, it was not ruled out that the city king misled the direction. After all, the prince was in charge of the political "Zhongshu Ling" and the city king was in charge of the military "Privy Council". It was not ruled out that he wanted to use his power to break the balance. All this had to be done by himself.

Looking for clues to confirm, what if it is really the prince's intention? Zhao Zhengli's eyes turned cold when he thought of this.

The king of the city did not intend to reveal any information. The chaos in Shu had been watched by the imperial court. Now the time was just right. Liu Jiyuan's intention to rebel was confirmed by the chaotic situation in the world. The imperial court was famous for sending troops to redress the rebellion. At that time, the three saints of the temple also went south.

In a few days, the three great master realms all set out to the south. Apart from going to Shu County, it is difficult to think of another place where the three saints are needed.

From this, Zhao Zhengli deduced that most of the people who sealed and detoxified him were related to the Three Saints of the temple. Based on Li Zhanyi's description, the thing that defused the poison and brought him back to life was probably the Dragon Tiger Pill, and the only thing that allowed him to do it without being noticed was the Dragon Tiger Pill.

Only when he was unconscious that day, he must have been fed a Dragon Tiger Pill after sealing the poison.

Dragon Tiger Pill is so precious, why did Master Tian feed it to himself for no reason?

Just because of someone mentioned by the court?

Who is someone?

These three questions seemed to be subtly related. Although it was far-fetched, it made sense. The king of the city did not point out who he looked like specifically, but this clue had allowed him to clarify his thinking, and he was waiting for the opportunity to verify it.

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At the end of the twelfth lunar month, there were three consecutive heavy snowfalls in the north. The thick snow blocked traffic and people in the capital began to feel tired.

The semi-annual assessment of the Tianshi Mansion began, and the other Confucian Academy and the Imperial Master's Mansion were also conducted. The promotion assessment of the three saints in the temple made the old emperor even more excited. The competition between the monks was much more interesting than the game in the court. The old emperor specially sent someone to build a thick

Thick stands, a process that takes place every six months, are chosen at the south gate where troops train. The ground is wide and the roads are wide, so there is no fear of damage.

These past few days have also attracted lively spectators from both inside and outside the capital, and the old emperor did not chase them away. He just used this opportunity to show his prestige and kill two birds with one stone!

However, there are many people and there are also many disputes. The craziest thing among them is gambling, with Changle Hall, a giant businessman, as the banker.

The old emperor also acquiesced to this behavior in order to liven up the atmosphere, and charged a high commission to fill the treasury. This was a huge profit compared to the brothel fees, so he naturally would not refuse.

There was light snow falling in the sky, fluffy white fluttering. The common people and bureaucrats were perfectly dressed, from the emperor's gorgeous and embroidered yellow robes to the common people's patched linen and cotton-padded jackets. Thousands of spectators surrounded the south gate of the outer city for a martial arts performance.

Zhao Zhengli and the Bi sisters were also among them. The two sisters were more excited than Daochang Zhao. The ones who were more excited than them were Zhang Baishan, He Qijun and others from the Tianshi Mansion, because it was the first time they knew that Daochang Zhao was hiding in the golden house and several guys.

Smilingly trying to force a relationship and talking about topics that are neither salty nor trivial.

The two were familiar with each other and introduced the rules to the three people who were participating in the assessment for the first time. The three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism first selected the top three, and then the three religions discussed each other and then divided the top three. The top three were awarded four grades, and the second and third tops could also be

If you get the fifth rank and follow the fifth rank, the title has no real power, but it does not affect the official status and treatment, and the seat directly increases the position of the master.

If you have obtained the above honors, you will be rewarded with other benefits, and various rare and exotic herbs will be randomly selected. If you maintain the rank of the top three officials for several consecutive years, you will be promoted to another level. If you are defeated midway, your seats and benefits will be exchanged.

The old emperor's tent, Luan sedan, sat in the highest stand, providing shelter from the wind and snow, and several large stoves for heating. He was accompanied by two concubines, namely the crown prince's mother Li Guifei, the city queen's mother Su Guifei, and the eunuch Cao Yanzai.

Serve back and forth.

The prince, the king of the city is camping next to the old emperor. Hundreds of officials and dignitaries are surrounding the martial arts arena. There are several betting tables on the edge of the arena, which are already crowded with people.

Two young eunuchs brought a big gong to the audience, and the palace maid brought a drumstick wrapped in red cloth with a cup holder. The eunuch Cao Yan walked to the observation platform and shouted loudly: "Please ring the gong, His Majesty the Emperor Shengde!"

The old emperor walked out of the camp and came to the viewing stand. He happily picked up the drumstick and banged it on the gong.

There was excitement everywhere inside and outside the stadium.

The dealer shouted: "Let's place your bets! Yubo from Confucian Academy versus Pang Haowei from the Three Great Masters of Jiangnan! The odds of winning or losing are one to one! A draw is tripled!"

"I beat Yu Bo to win, five or two pieces."

"I beat Pang Haowei to win! Ten taels of silver."

"The two of them have about the same overall strength. A draw is three times stronger. I beat the draw by 20 taels!"

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The three great masters of the temple presided over the entire assessment. Although the Confucian Academy looked docile on weekdays, when it came to practice, they were not vague at all. They were all wearing Confucian shirts, cotton-padded jackets, and Confucian crowns, and they looked more elegant than the civil servants of the Manchu Dynasty.

fragile.

But these guys from the Literary Confucian Academy started to move their hands and their aura suddenly became full.

Zhao Zhengli did not take part in the bet rashly. Firstly, he did not know the opponent, and secondly, he wanted to keep the big bet for himself.

Song Maoling walked up to Zhao Zhengli and the Bi sisters. He introduced the characters to them. According to him, Yu Bo was the nephew of Yu Bin, Minister of the Ministry of War. Zhao Zhengli was a little surprised at this. He had never heard Yu Xiaowei mention that she had a cousin.

Confucian Academy.

Pang Haowei is one of the three outstanding figures in the Jiangnan literary world, as famous as Fang Na and Cai Xun. The three of them were admitted to the Confucian Academy at the same time, so they were called the three outstanding figures in the Jiangnan area.

After speaking, Song Maoling pointed to the woman at the forefront of the crowd in the Confucian Academy. She was quite pretty, petite and exquisite in Jiangnan style. One moment she was joking with the woman next to her, and the next moment she turned her head and looked towards Zhao Zhengli as if she was sensing something.

, Zhao Zhengli was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the other party's spiritual consciousness was so powerful. The man not far from her also looked at her. The man had a Chinese-shaped face and was less than twenty years old. He was Cai Xun.

By then, the two people in the field had already taken action. The Confucian Academy was not just about looking at the sky and reading. They combined reading with cultivation, evolved words with true energy, and used them in battles. Mu Fuzi once marked the battlefield with a brush during the day.

At dusk, he cooperated with the army formation to harass nearly 100,000 Khitan barbarians, playing a crucial step in blocking the enemy's southward march. He even stood on the city gate tower and picked up a pen to cut off the heads of several Khitan siege generals in the air. This was called "

Death-killing Book Saint."

Yu Bo is an average-looking man, with a height of seven feet. He is carrying a large writing brush that is half a person's height. He has a close battle with the folding fan of Pang Haowei, one of the three masters of Jiangnan. The two of them have great energy. Visually judging the strength of the master's lower class, there is a saying in the world:

"flow

The hooligans are not scary, but the hooligans are educated!" Even more terrifying than the literate hooligans are the knowledgeable scholars, who are not only smart and cunning, but also extremely lethal. Meeting them is not only a headache, but also a headache.

The two exchanged dozens of moves.

The snow on the field gradually became heavier, like goose feathers flying around. Yu Bo held the pen in one hand as if he were painting on white paper. He used his true energy to depict the layers of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers laid out by Pang Haowei's fan with his true energy.

Twenty-four variations.

The beginning of spring sprouts, the rain thrives, the Jingzhe, the Spring Equinox... the summer solstice is hot, the minor and major heats are dry and cracked... directly bursting the vast map of the mountains and rivers with true energy, making a "click!" cracking sound, a heat wave that originally belonged to the hot summer.

Sweeping through the martial arts arena, everyone's faces felt warm, and even the falling snow briefly melted.

At the same time, a thick brush was placed directly on Pang Haowei's neck. He was instantly breathless, because this meant that he had no hope of being promoted to the Xuan Master seat in the past six months.

There were cheers and disappointment outside the stadium.

"Why did you lose? My ten taels of silver!"

"Why are you so anxious? I'll get my money back by doubling it in the next game!"

"It's your turn to say sarcastic words after you win!"

"Who should I cry to when I lost more than a hundred taels in the first half of the year?"

"What are you talking about? In the first half of the year, there was a young man who gambled a thousand taels in one go and took the loss!"

The unbalanced hearts of several people instantly felt relieved.

This is the first time that Zhao Zhengli has encountered the unique Taoist method based on the twenty-four solar terms. In terms of potential, he is more optimistic about the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains. Maybe the mountains and rivers are too vast and consume too much energy, so Pang Haoran cannot perform them perfectly. If he reaches the level of a great master or land god,

In Wonderland, it is estimated that his Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers painting can achieve the effect of being fake and real. Thinking about it makes me go crazy, and I sincerely sighed: It turns out that scholars are also so scary.

There were subsequent battles, both of which were brilliant. Fang Na even transformed into a giant beast of the Chinese zodiac. The scene was cool and bizarre, and could condense all kinds of murderous characters, such as "Cut! Cut! Trap!" and so on.

Waiting for a while, the sisters of the Bi family and Taoist Zhao were stunned. They were not scholars at all. They were clearly a group of spell magicians, but they were better than spells.

For the first time, Zhao Zhengli understood the peculiarity of scholars practicing Taoism. They could actually transform all things with true energy. It seemed to resonate with the "Returning to the One Way" practiced by the sixth senior brother Pu Wei? The "Wuwei" elixir method emphasized the transformation of ten thousand things in one line. Isn't it similar to the transformation of true energy in the Confucian Academy?

Ten thousand means, but one is to transform thousands of Tao Qi, and the other is to transform thousands of scenes, virtual country, virtual twenty-four solar terms, twelve zodiac signs, words, etc. are all the evolution of Qi.

What would it happen if he incorporated him into "Return"? "Fearless" Danfa still has the third step, "Wanfa returns to one", and then change tens of thousands of sword air to a sword to one sword to return thousands of miles.

If you return, the characters return one, will that consequences occur?

Zhao Zhengli laughed. He used the Confucian Garden to perceive deeply.

Bi Rou touched him with his elbow, and said, "What do you smirk in a daze? Miss Yu is joking you!"

Zhao Zhengli was in a very good mood, and was woken up by Birou even more brilliantly. He looked along her eyes and looked at the side. She was seeing Yu Xiaowei and Li Zhanyi who said and laughed.

When they saw Zhao Daochang's smile, they quickly put their smiles and turned their heads. Yu Xiaowei also took a hint of shyness. Zhao Zhengli wondered in his heart. Is Nizi thought about this way?

Song Maoling looked at Zhao Zhengli in a mist: "How can Brother Zhao laugh so insignificantly? Do you want to press a few bets?"

Zhao Zhengli glanced at the six princes who were equally handsome and dusty, and God said: "Outsiders can't stand, this road still keeps himself on himself!"

Bisu hurriedly interrupted: "Taoist, look at it, Fangna, the three Jie of the Confucian Garden Jiangnan, defeated the chanting seat of He Dan!"
To be continued...