The four treasures of the study were in place in an instant.
Bai Yi's writing is quick and easy, with little strokes of brushstrokes and a single swipe of his hand.
"Yuezhou Fu!"
When everyone came forward to take a look, their eyes were instantly dazzled, and they were all attracted by this article.
"... Yuezhou is the land of Qin for thousands of years and the tragedy of thousands of years; the so-called Yuezhou is not just a place; it is the soul of Qin!
...Seven hundred years ago, Yuezhou was surrounded by soldiers. The men of Yuezhou abandoned their families to join the army and went to fight on the battlefield. They sang tragic songs for thousands of miles, and every ten households were empty. What is the so-called? Nothing but the word Da Qin!
... Yuezhou is the Yuezhou of Da Qin, and we are the children of Da Qin; I, the man of Yuezhou, belong to Da Qin, and I will die without regrets; I, the man of Yuezhou, belong to Yuezhou, and I will be humble and calm!
...To be alone outside is not what Yuezhou wants; to be on the verge of battle is not what Yuezhou wants. The situation is not good, so we can only throw our heads and shed blood; in the place where the four battles are fought, many people with lofty ideals should rise up and fight.
...It is for the Yuezhou elders to live a stable life, and for Da Qin's territory to not lose an inch!
... Yuezhou is still fighting hard, the blood of the men on the battlefield is not dry, and the blood of Yuezhou is not cold yet. How can Shangguan Yuan in the DPRK give up?
... We are weeping and crying, not for ourselves, but for Great Qin; if we abandon Yuezhou today, where will we abandon it tomorrow?!"
...Although Great Qin is great, how long can it be abandoned?"
A piece of outstanding literary talent, in which the spirit of sadness, anger and depression is vividly written on the page, the Yuezhou Fu whose suppressed anger almost breaks through the sky suddenly appears in the world!
Between the lines, there is a desire to serve the country with fists and fists, and every word is sonorous, full of awe-inspiring loyalty;
Especially the last sentence.
If Yuezhou is abandoned today, where will it be abandoned tomorrow? Although the Qin Dynasty is great, how long can it be abandoned?
This sentence simply ignited the explosives among the students.
After reading this "Yuezhou Fu", all the students felt that their chests were about to explode.
"Brother Bai, well written!"
"Brother Bai, this article is worthy of being passed down through the ages!"
"I, a man from Yuezhou, will fight to the death!"
"Hurry up and spread Brother Bai's article so that everyone in Yuezhou can see it!"
"We also need to send a copy to the court, send it as soon as possible!"
"We must let the superior officials in the court see the ambition of my Yuezhou people!"
"Not bad!"
"Brother Bai's article is worthy of a hundred thousand cavalry. If Yuezhou is protected, Brother Bai will do the most great service. There is no greater good."
"Brother Bai's move has immeasurable merits. It will be beneficial to the present generation, but it will be used by the common people."
Bai Yiwen's face became more and more sad, and he said slowly: "Everyone, what happens depends on the decision of the superior officials in the court. You and I are just a mayfly in this world, and our power is so insignificant."
"But after all, we have worked hard and struggled!"
Many young students took Bai Yiwen's articles and ran out.
"Who owns a publishing house?"
"Me me me!"
“Who has a channel for quick distribution?”
"Me me me!"
"Who has..."
"Me me me!"
"When there is no time to print, we copy it with pen and paper! The sooner such a classic is handed down from generation to generation, the sooner it is sung and sung, the more benefits it will bring to the people of Yuezhou. Who will do it?"
"Me me me!"
…
That night.
Yuezhou Fu suddenly appeared in large numbers in Yuezhou, like wells and fountains. At first, they were just copied. Countless students took to the streets, took a piece of paper to copy the text, and recited it impassionedly and loudly in the place with the largest number of people.
Many people who were already panic-stricken could not help gathering more and more people to listen.
For those who didn't understand the language and didn't understand, someone would patiently explain it. However, the more explanations there were, the more angry the crowd became.
"Yuezhou is on the verge of life and death, and is in danger!"
"There is no hope for the future of Yuezhou if it is placed in the hands of the superior officials in the court. Only in the hands of you and me, the people of Yuezhou, will we seriously consider Yuezhou! We must defend Yuezhou to the death!"
However, as time goes by, some people begin to become discouraged, discouraged, and listless.
"The imperial court has given up, so what's the use of reading a few articles here?"
"Haha, the monarch doesn't care about Yuezhou, so what's the use of us caring? We can eat in Da Qin, but will we starve to death when we return to Da Yan?"
“What dynasty and what country are not allowed to have common people?”
"That is, I am not an official, and I have no money, so I will farm the land honestly, pay taxes and grain; in Da Qin, I pay taxes and grain to Da Qin, and when I return to Da Yan, I will pay taxes and grain to Da Yan. I just want to survive.
That’s all, do you think this is the truth?”
"That's right."
…
This evil wind gradually entered the army as it spread.
There was nothing at the beginning, but the momentum of mutual discussion gradually sprouted and grew.
"If Yuezhou is abandoned, the people may be fine and become obedient citizens in another country, but what will us troops do? How should we put ourselves in their shoes?"
This question has silenced countless people.
what should we do?
During this period, Wang Sanyuan convened meetings with generals every day, and every time there was a huge quarrel.
Every time, that kind of sour and sarcastic saying, 'The upper management of Da Qin has made it clear that they are giving up, but we are still fighting hard, idiots...'
There are not a few people who hold this view, and there is even a tendency to gradually expand.
But every time, Wang Sanyuan beat him out: "Destroy the morale of our army! Beat him out!"
Although Wang Sanyuan, the highest military officer in Yuezhou City, suppressed them, the soldiers took no further action, but the fire in their hearts seemed to be ready to move.
As the craze in the city became more and more intense, the above remarks became more and more popular, and the army gradually divided into two groups, which were at war with each other tit for tat.
"Even if I am the only one left, I am still a member of Da Qin. I will be a member of Da Qin when I am born, and I will be a dead member of Da Qin when I die!"
"Great Qin has given up on us. Even if I am not afraid of death, I still have a wife and children. What will they do if I die? To die in vain will not only be of no help to the cause, but also useless to myself!"
"I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want to die in such a humiliating way. Dying by being given up and dying fighting for the country are two different concepts!"
"It is reasonable to be loyal to the country; but if you are abandoned and have to fight and die, then haha, I can't forgive you for not being able to accompany me in this form of 'loyalty'."
"Fuck you, you mean you're going to surrender if Yuezhou falls? Don't give me any excuses. You have Da Qin's salary in your hand and a lot of military pay in your mouth, but you still have to talk nonsense. What the hell?
Isn’t it better to pick up chopsticks to eat and put them down to curse?”
"To put it bluntly, we are still soldiers of the Qin Dynasty. We should have the integrity and attitude of the people of the Qin Dynasty! Besides, give up Yuezhou? Where is the military order? Come down? Have you seen it? You bastard, you are trying to deceive the morale of the army.
Is it still reasonable?"
"If the higher-ups really want to give up Yuezhou, they won't give up the army! Don't you understand such a simple truth?"
Seeing the generals of the entire garrison divided into two groups, each one was noisy and his veins bulged. From time to time, someone would swing his fist, and in an instant they were beaten into a pack of pigs.
And this spark quickly started a prairie fire, triggering a large-scale group fight.
Countless men in the army were fighting in groups like crazy!
"I have seen so early that you are not a human being. Sooner or later you will become a traitor. I will destroy you today to eliminate any hidden dangers!"
"Looking at your sly eyebrows, you are not a good person. You will die early and be born early..."
"I've been displeased with you for a long time. Today's opportunity is just right. I think you're destined to become a traitor sooner or later..."
Wang Sanyuan only made verbal accusations, but did not take any practical actions, which also made many soldiers dissatisfied.
"What's going on, General Wang? Such a serious crime of deceiving the army, can he be beaten out with a stick and scolded twice?"
"I don't understand it either."
"To be honest, I've been thinking about General Fei these past few days... his aura, hey."
"Me too. Indeed, fighting under a general like that, even if you die in battle, is very comfortable."
"It's just that Trelai has a bad mouth."
"Haha...you have a nice mouth."
…
Feng Yin has not been idle these days either.
The newly arrived little monsters were all enlightened through a group dispersion, and more than half of the spirits from that time were given to two Tiexintang trees, so he transferred all the little monsters to them.
They were all thrown away and handed over to Zhuang Weiran and his wife for their care and training.
He doesn't want to create monsters like Little Eagle and Little Falcon anymore; firstly, they are too eye-catching and attract the wind; secondly, they are really hurtful.
What he is more concerned about now is the two Tie Xintang trees in the yard. These two big trees have withstood many times of spiritual enlightenment. Although each time they are in the mode of sharing, but after careful calculation, they are about the same.
There should have been almost two full-point spiritual energy cyclones infused into it, but there was never any sign of being overwhelmed like the little eagle and the little falcon.
You really get as much as you give. The situation is almost like chasing Feng Ying. I don’t know if it is the scattered infusion that will cause the cyclone spiritual power to be incomplete, or something else. Anyway, the load limit of these two iron hearts is high.
It's just very high, and it certainly deserves the praise of being able to live for more than ten thousand years.
The pet shop is right next door, leaving it to Zhuang Weiran and his wife to take care of the little ones. Not only are they stylish, but they also seem to be very handy and don't have to worry about Feng Yin at all.
During this period, He Xiangming came over to take a look, and was amazed by this. She spoke highly of the two of them: they were more proficient than her subordinates who had been doing it for many years, and they could do it with ease!
Although He Xiangming is not very satisfied with the effects of the little guys Feng Yin has cultivated this time, the effect he is not very satisfied with is compared with the previous results of the little eagle and the little falcon. From the perspective of beast control, they are still better than those of the little ones.
It was much better to train him in his own hands, at least several times better. Naturally, He Xiangming couldn't say anything.
"Brother, that kind of falcon..."
"That kind of..."
Feng Yin smiled bitterly: "That kind of thing really doesn't happen all the time; because Kitty Eagle and Kitty Falcon are weak, they just cover up their qualifications. In fact, their own bloodline is the most important factor."
He Xiangming deeply agrees with this.
As for Feng Yin himself, on the first day, he once again relied on the enlightenment of Qing Qi, as well as the accumulation of practicing the Spirit Transformation Sutra during this period, and taking the reward elixir from Jun Tianshou to improve his cultivation.
After being promoted to the seventh level of Xiantian, everything is so natural and there is no hindrance at all.
No matter how the situation changes, improving one's own strength and enhancing one's own foundation will always be Feng Yin's first choice.
After this promotion, Feng Yin, under the urging of Daozi, really felt that his understanding of the first of the nine Kaitian movements had deepened slightly...
But as his understanding deepened, Feng Yin became more and more eager and urgent for Jun Tianshou's gold medal training.
I met Wu Tiejun several times in the past few days. I learned that Wu Tiejun and Fei Xinyu were devoted to the army during this period. After asking a few casual questions and confirming that the momentum was good, Feng Yin felt relieved.
Come.
After all, he didn't want to get too involved in military affairs, lest he get stuck in the mud and be unable to escape.
Feng Yin, who didn't know much about the system, had almost no idea about the dividing line between 'junzhong' and 'tianyijunzhong'.
So I didn't understand some of Wu Tiejun's hints.
But for Wu Tiejun's "unreasonable" request that "Master He wants to see you, it is probably because of the arrival of Kong Gaohan, the minister in white", it was no surprise that he refused ruthlessly.
Feng Yin didn't have any resistance to meeting He Bei, but was looking forward to it.
But if Kong Gaohan is added to the list... Doctor Feng will be very respectful and insensitive.
The other party was one of the best miracle doctors in the entire Great Qin. Feng Yin felt that no matter how good he was and how much theoretical knowledge he had in his previous life to squander, it would be difficult for him to get through in front of this genuine miracle doctor.
After all, it is difficult to confirm his identity as a miracle doctor...
In this case, it’s better to say goodbye to you than to meet you.
In the next two days, Feng Yin, who was free, worked more tirelessly to complete the Juntian Shou task; Mr. Feng, who no longer paid attention to many trivial matters, could be said to have greatly improved the efficiency of completing the task, especially his enthusiasm.
It's unprecedented.
And his newly improved cultivation level has really made him stand out among the others in the current stage of the mission; in just a few days, his ranking has rocketed from nine thousand five hundred to six hundred and twenty five.
And it has not declined at all, and is still advancing by leaps and bounds.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Because Feng Yin is very, very dissatisfied with this ranking.
Several of the tasks themselves were already very difficult. Even with Feng Yin's newly promoted seventh-level Xiantian cultivation level, he still had to rely on the Spiritual Transformation Sutra to continuously replenish his physical strength to survive the opponent.
But even after completing such a task, he was not directly promoted to the silver medal. Feng Yin felt that this was unreasonable.
Such a difficult task, but there is no upgrade!
It's not scientific at all!
During these missions, he never used the only move he had learned in the Kaitian Nine Styles. This was probably because he had not fully mastered it yet, and it was inevitable that he would be like a tiger instead of a dog.
Putting uncertain things into a life-and-death battle, how is it any different from seeking death?!
But with the battle, all kinds of experiences and lessons learned, and the continuous practice after returning, although it is still a wild path, Feng Yin feels that he seems to be... able to give it a try?
When I came back, I hugged Feng Ying, petted the cat, and looked through the Juntianjian, looking for a mission that suited me.
Under normal operation, I found that the bronze medal tasks in the past few days were just like scrolling down the screen; blah blah blah, there was no need to look for them at all, just flip through them and there were hundreds of them passing by!
The higher-level silver medal tasks were scrolled down with the same clatter, gaps flashed, and surprisingly there were more than a dozen gold medal tasks. This was almost unimaginable before, and even more terrifying things were yet to come——
And the mission goals of many of these missions are actually...
"They're all in Yuezhou! I'm in trouble!"
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[I'm a little dizzy and have a runny nose. I pray that I'm not infected. I don't code when I go home at night, take medicine and sleep under a quilt. Tomorrow's morning update may be later, or it may happen in the afternoon. Please note.】