In a room with a missing wall, Ning Yayun stood with her hands behind her back.
"Why does the inner breath only circulate in the meridians?"
"Why can there only be inner breath?"
"The predecessors were overjoyed when they discovered the inner breath, so everyone came to practice and fight for the inner breath... Who would have thought that there is anything else besides the inner breath?"
"Last night, my inner breath was almost exhausted. Zhong Hui probed for my pulse, and my inner breath invaded, completely depleting my inner breath. When I woke up in the morning, I felt more at ease than I had ever felt before.
Then the inner breath came back, making me very annoyed."
You...
The inner breath that others dream of has turned out to be a burden to you?
"So, I dispersed all my inner breath, eh! That's the palm. Soothing!"
Yang Xuan suddenly thought of the plot in the novel he read in the scroll, "You dissipated your inner breath, but became stronger? For example, you can mobilize the power of heaven and earth..."
Isn’t this the case in novels?
"The power of heaven and earth is so majestic, who can mobilize it?" Ning Yayun said with a smile: "At this moment, I'm afraid I can't beat your cook."
The cook of the Yang family is fat and strong, with a voice like thunder, a kitchen knife in his hand, and the aura of a master that makes people shocked.
"Then what do you do when you disperse your inner breath?" Isn't this crazy?
"How can we find great freedom if we don't leave?" Ning Yayun smiled, "By the way, bring me my guqin."
"It exploded last night."
"Really?" Ning Yayun said with a smile: "Well, go back and I will make a piano."
…
The street was still the same as before, the businessmen were talking about the horse thieves crossing the border last night, and the women were talking about their families' affairs.
Everyone has their own fun. Maybe this fun is vulgar or boring in the eyes of others, but they enjoy it.
"This is the Tao!"
Looking at these scenes, Ning Yayun couldn't help but praise.
An Ziyu asked: "Headmaster, have you really... lost your inner breath?"
"real."
"Really vulnerable?"
"It certainly is at this moment."
"I don't believe it."
Ning Yayun smiled and said, "How about you give it a try?"
This is a joke.
"OK!"
Boom!
Ning Yayun walked away with dark circles under her eyes.
…
"What metaphysics seeks is Tao. Tao has nothing to do with inner breath or cultivation."
Yang Xuan felt melancholy, and Zhou Ning came to enlighten him.
"What way?"
"It's great freedom."
"So, he was uncomfortable before?"
"Maybe you feel comfortable!"
"That's just greed. Doesn't it come naturally?"
"However, the headmaster looks very happy."
"Of course he is happy. From now on, he no longer has to worry about those sticks."
I don't have any cultivation skills. You should be more careful. If you get into trouble, you can take care of it yourself.
After being dragged down by those sticks for many years, once she was freed, it was no wonder that Ning Yayun was willing to let go of her inner breath. It turned out that it was really nice not to be dragged down!
Yang Xuan secretly criticized Ning Yayun's inner drama. His wife was reading a book, and he lay beside her in a daze.
"Zitai."
"Um!"
"Sun Ying from Fengzhou sent a gift."
"Um!"
Yang Xuan felt that his mind was empty and he had no thoughts.
"Why did you give me a bookmark?" Zhou Ning held the bookmark, "There is also a faint fragrance, like the incense from my daughter's house. Sun Ying is so old, why does he still do this?"
Yang Xuan thought of the clerk without Adam's apple and the girl standing on the street waving excitedly to him.
Sun Nian!
"Um!"
He was in a daze, feeling that this was great freedom.
"By the way, Aweng took Dechang out, saying he was going for a walk."
"Um!"
…
Yang Jia booked a hotel with the nearest hotel to Zhouxi.
When he woke up in the morning, he was stunned for a while, and then asked: "Is there any news?"
Outside the door, there were followers waiting for him to wake up.
"Mr. Lang, Ning Yayun went out of the city last night. Then there were sounds of fighting outside the city."
The Yang family sat cross-legged, still closing their eyes.
Huang Chunhui's unruliness finally made the emperor feel that there was a big problem with the official system of Jiedushi. If there was no check and balance, Jiedushi would become an emperor.
What he is best at is checks and balances. In southern Xinjiang, the King of Yue and others formed a check and balance with Shi Zhongtang. But in northern Xinjiang, no one could check and balance Huang Chunhui.
The emperor did not take it seriously in the past. After all, the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, and in the hearts of the people in the world, the Li family was orthodox. This concept was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If anyone dared to rebel, they would immediately rebel against their relatives.
The emperor was extremely confident.
So they pulled Northern Xinjiang out and formed another level of checks and balances with Southern Xinjiang. For this reason, they repeatedly constrained Northern Xinjiang and held back Northern Xinjiang.
For many years.
Huang Chunhui and Beijiang have been forbearing.
Until that time, Huang Chunhui uncovered the case one by one.
I can't bear it anymore!
alright.
Only then did the emperor realize that there was a big problem with the Jiedushi official system he had created.
When Jiedushi did not want to submit to the emperor's will, he sat on the wax.
replace?
cannot!
The emperor was worried that the decree to replace Huang Chunhui was on the way, and news of the intense public sentiment among the soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang reached Chang'an.
Therefore, he could only endure it.
But Huang Chunhui vomited blood.
His life is short.
At this time, the emperor decided to take action.
He could not touch Huang Chunhui, otherwise the sad and angry soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang would regard him as a coward.
But he can start from the surrounding areas, such as Chenzhou, Fengzhou...
Clip its wings and finally make the final decision.
The emperor's methods must be said to be very clever.
"Ning Yayun actually chose to refuse? Is he crazy?!"
Yang Jia couldn't believe it.
"Yes. It is said that there was a long battle outside the city last night, and Ning Yayun was finally carried back."
"That's right."
Chu He was an expert in the palace, and the guards he brought with him were not weak either.
"Is Ning Yayun the same person?"
"Yes. Later Yang Xuan and Xuanxue's people left the city."
"Ning Yayun is such a good person. She wants to do things for herself and take responsibility for herself, which is a bit naive. However, this is also a step down for the emperor."
Yang Jia thought this was not a bad thing, "Where is Chu He?"
"I don't know, but there were horse thieves crossing the border last night."
Yang Jia was silent.
"Mr. Lang."
The people who went to seek information outside the city came back.
"explain!"
"No traces of fighting found!"
"Is Ning Yayun's cultivation actually like this?" Yang Jia couldn't help but marvel.
"Why did Mr. Lang say this?"
"Idiot! If Chu He and others survived last night, would Yang Xuan have to cover up the traces of the fight?"
There is only one possibility to clean up the traces of the fight.
"Last night, Ning Yayun single-handedly killed the palace master Chu He and the group of guards...
Everyone underestimated his cultivation, from His Majesty, to the father-in-law, to me! They all thought that Ning Yayun, who had been hiding in the duty room playing the piano all year round, was just a mediocre person.
I waited, everything was wrong!
Big mistake!”
Chu He, it’s over!
Yang Jia said: "Chu He's death is not a bad thing for the head of state."
Yang Xuan was on the emperor's blacklist, and Yang Xuan was the son-in-law of the Zhou family. Zhou Qin even broke the rules for many years and came to Chenzhou. This shows that the Zhou family valued this son-in-law.
The emperor and the Zhou family met. For the Yang family and the head of state, it was a blessing from God!
The Zhou family was secretly out of control of the Yang family, which made the abbot privately very angry... After losing the Wang family and the Zhou family, only one family of five surnames was left with only three surnames, and their strength was greatly reduced.
The emperor was happy to see this scene.
But Zhou's son-in-law supported Huang Chunhui, and Huang Chunhui was also very optimistic about Yang Xuan. He even said in public that Yang Xuan was the best candidate to be the governor of Northern Xinjiang after Liao Jin.
This is a big taboo!
Huang Chunhui was not far away from death, and he had outstanding achievements. If the emperor did not want to anger the soldiers and people of Northern Xinjiang, even if Huang Chunhui left, he could not do anything to his family, but had to appease him.
But Yang Xuan was different, he was too young.
These young people support the confrontation between Northern Xinjiang and Chang'an. Once he successfully takes charge of Northern Xinjiang, what changes will he bring to Northern Xinjiang and the Tang Dynasty?
"Interesting!"
Yang Jia smiled and opened his eyes, "Staring at Lu Qiang, looking for an opportunity for me to drink with him."
"yes."
…
In early summer, the land of Chenzhou is full of vitality.
Farmers are working in the fields and seem to be taking their time.
"Aweng, look, a group of dogs are fighting!"
Zhou Xin has never left Guanzhong since he was born. He is like a wild horse running wild. If Zhou Qin had not been here, he would probably have disappeared.
"In the past, children from aristocratic families had to go out and experience things when they got older. The journey is difficult, so you have to experience the difficulty. If you don't experience it, how will you know that the world is not as simple as you imagine.
I brought you out this time with the intention of letting you practice. I look very good here."
Zhou Qin rode his horse easily and watched his grandson having fun.
Zhou Xin turned around and said: "Ah Weng, the main purpose of this trip is to visit Sister A and A Liang, and experience is also part of it, but I know that visiting A Jie and A Liang can be done by someone else.
As for my experience, when I arrive in Chenzhou, my brother-in-law can just watch it, but you are here too, Aweng, maybe there are other matters?"
This is the acumen of aristocratic family members.
Zhou Qin didn't hide anything from him, "Huang Chunhui vomited blood and even pushed your brother-in-law out. The situation in northern Xinjiang suddenly changed drastically. When Huang Chunhui takes office and Liao Jin comes up, your brother-in-law may also go to Taoxian County. Do you want to take over?"
How difficult it is to save the deputy envoy!"
"Can our family help?" Zhou Xin asked.
"Yes! But such things come at a huge price, so I came here just to see if the price is worth it."
Zhou Qin said it was natural, and Zhou Xin also took it for granted.
Even if a descendant of the Zhou family, or even Zhou Xin, has no future, the Zhou family will not invest resources in him.
This is the reason why aristocratic families can be passed down for many years.
The capable ones go up, the mediocre ones go down!
Always ensure that the family's resources are used for the most promising children.
Always ensure that the best people stand at the top of the Zhou family.
In this way, the family will naturally remain strong and prosperous forever.
It sounds like a country.
That's why some people say that aristocratic families are like a shrunken country.
Zhou Qin dismounted. He was wearing a green shirt and didn't have anything valuable on his body. He looked like an ordinary old man.
"Don't follow." Zhou Qin said to the accompanying guards.
"Alang, it's not safe!" the guard said.
Zhou Qin said calmly: "Do you think I am powerless to restrain a chicken?"
The grandfather and grandson walked to the field.
"Ah, it's so dirty!" Zhou Xin saw the feces.
"Haha!" Zhou Qin turned a corner and passed by.
"Ah Weng!" Zhou Xin refused to go over.
"Come here!" Zhou Qin said with a straight face.
After passing this period, Zhou Qin said: "The experience of aristocratic family members, especially those who have to endure hardships, people who have a smooth life should not be engaged in big things."
A few farmers sat on the field ridge in front to rest, laughing and talking about something.
"Everyone, I'm sorry to bother you."
Zhou Qin smiled and cupped his hands.
The farmers stood up, and the leader of the group, an old man named Zhang De, said, "Brother, I'm here to relax!"
"This vision is vicious!" Zhou Qin pointed at Zhou Xin, "The boy in the family is not sensible, so I took him to see farming to let him know that food is hard to come by."
"That's right." Zhang De looked around, "This place is dirty..."
"When I was young, I would just sit on the floor casually. Sometimes when I was sleepy, I would lean on something and fall asleep." Zhou Qin sat down casually.
Zhou Xin squatted aside, staring at the scene in front of him in a daze.
"Brother, with this kind of land, can you possibly make enough money in a year?" Zhou Qin asked.
Zhang De said: "Farming here depends on God's will..."
"This old man knows that it is a dream to ensure harvests despite droughts and floods. Farmers only hope that God will provide them with food."
"Brother is a sensible person. We are in Chenzhou! We farm but we are not afraid of God. When there is a drought, we dig canals to divert water. If that doesn't work, we carry water. People in northern Xinjiang refuse to admit defeat. Even if God is in trouble, we still have to fight it.
Dou. Hey! I’m afraid of foreigners!”
"Talk about it." Zhou Qin said with a smile.
"There are three major tribes on the grassland. They do all kinds of evil. They come to harass every year. They trample the crops when they see them and kill people when they see them farming. If we fight with God, we will have nothing to eat and even go begging. But those aliens! They are
It’s life-threatening! Brother, don’t you think so?”
"That's the truth. There's no reason to lose your life by farming the land." Zhou Qin frowned slightly.
"We are all in despair! Those who are supposed to be doing the work will be doing the work, and those who are supposed to be the clerks will be the clerks. But we are unwilling to spend our whole lives farming and seeing the good land lying waste!"
Zhang De spat, glanced at Zhou Xin who turned away, and stepped on it with his shoe.
"Later! Here came Yang Shijun. This Yang Shijun was so cruel! He couldn't sit still after hearing these things. He led his men to fight everywhere, destroying the Wasie tribe, the Jibo tribe, and the Yu tribe.
Hubu, our good days have finally come."
Zitai won the hearts of the farmers.
"Aren't you afraid now?"
"Don't be afraid! There is only one left in the southern part of the town. Hearing Yang Shijun's name would make you pee! What are we afraid of?"
Everyone laughed.
Zhou Qin asked: "The days are getting better and better, but I heard that Huang Xianggong and Chang'an had a falling out. I am worried! Once Huang Xianggong is gone, Deputy Liao will not be able to hold on for a few more years. By then...
Are you saying that Huang Xianggong is optimistic about Yang Shijun?"
"That's right, my third cousin's nephew was in Tao County at the time, and he heard with his own ears that our husband said that Yang Shijun wanted it!" Zhang De gave a thumbs up proudly.
"But I'm afraid that Chang'an will be dissatisfied and suppress Yang Shijun. Then, what should we do?"
If the son-in-law goes to Taoxian, he will drift further and further away from Chang'an.
Without the support of Chang'an, what can support Northern Xinjiang?
Popular support!
The people are ignorant and only know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. When the time comes and they are under heavy pressure, everyone will betray their relatives and leave, Zitai will fall, and the Zhou family will also be severely damaged!
Therefore, Zhou Qin wanted to know how the people were feeling.
"I'm afraid too! When people come from Chang'an, we all regard them as immortals. We watch them from a distance and don't dare to get close. Everyone is afraid that His Majesty will be furious and slap us to death."
This is what it should be.
Zhou Xin sat down and sighed.
Zhou Qin still smiled, but his eyes dimmed slightly.
Zhang De recalled it and said with a smile: "At that time we were just muddle along and didn't know what the reason was.
Later, the county school was opened, which not only taught a few things, but also taught many principles.
There are people in my village who go to study. When they come back every month, they will publicize something in the village and say something...
What I have entrusted to you is not to blind the people, but to inform everyone about the outside world.
I have a bad memory. He talked too much, and most of them were forgotten. One time, he said something, and I remembered it firmly."
Zhang De raised his head and said, "Your Majesty said, when you are doing things, you don't need to think about any big principles in life. There is only one principle: compare your heart with yourself.
The people worked hard, with their faces turned to the earth and their backs to the sky, paying taxes and performing labor services so that the officials had food to eat and clothing to wear.
Our roads in Chenzhou, ditches in Chenzhou,... ahem, everything is made by the common people.
Without the people, there would be no officials, no Chenzhou, no Northern Xinjiang, and no Tang Dynasty. The people are so... what..."
"Great." said a young man next to him.
Zhou Qin found that there was light in the young man's eyes.
"Yes, it is great.
The people are so great and have done so much for us. If we compare ourselves to ourselves, what should we do for them? Right?
Therefore, when the people had no money to buy seeds, the envoy would provide the money without any interest, and he would just pay it back after the harvest.
The people were bullied, and the king was so angry that he couldn't eat, so he led his people to clean up the corrupt officials...
This man! Brother, he must be conscientious!"
Zhou Qin nodded, his heart moving slightly.
Zhang De said: "Your Majesty has done this to us, and we have nothing to repay. We are just one person. We will kill anyone who bullies your Majesty!"
There was also light in Zhang De's eyes, a kind of brilliance that could not be seen in Chang'an.
"Where is Chang'an? Are you afraid of His Majesty's wrath?" Zhou Qin asked.