Five hundred and fiftieth chapters lonely minister
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wen Renzheng respectfully with a stern expression: "Students are stupid, please ask the teacher for advice."
Wen Renzheng sighed and stood up with his hands behind his back: "Let's hang out with this old man!"
"Yes, teacher please!"
Is it the lamp officer or the military attache in the courtyard?"
Wen Renzheng smiled indifferently and looked sideways at Liu Mingzhi without concealing the admiration in his eyes: "You finally understand. Not only are you hesitant, but the civil and military officials are also hesitant. Are you a civil official or a military attache? They are also waiting and watching. Civil and military officials are also hesitant.
Although we don’t separate the families, we don’t deal with them either, especially the intrigues between the court and the court. As a young talent like you, you will be each other’s enemy no matter where you end up.”
Liu Mingzhi nodded understandingly and sighed helplessly: "Is this the way to weigh things?"
"No, this is called the Emperor's Mind Technique. Boy, look at what it is?"
Wen Renzheng was standing in the corridor and suddenly stopped and pointed at the moon in the sky and asked.
Liu Mingzhi was stunned: "The moon!"
"Where around the moon?"
"Stars!"
"What is the difference between the moon and the stars in the sky?"
Liu Mingzhi pondered about the bright starry sky of the prince, and seemed to understand what Wen Renzheng meant and said softly: "The moon is brighter and more lonely than the stars in the sky. Although the moon is vast and bright, there is only one, and the stars are densely packed in the sky, but they are dim."
Wen Renzheng looked at Young Master Liu sternly: "Do you understand now?"
Liu Mingzhi rolled his eyes a few times and exclaimed: "Your Majesty wants me to be a high-ranking and powerful minister?"
"A child can be taught. You are twenty years old. If you don't become a lonely minister, you will be the next person to learn about politics. The best outcome is like this. Who can predict the worst outcome!"
Liu Mingzhi suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. At this moment, he realized how ridiculous it was that he thought the monarch and his ministers were harmonious and harmonious. Although he knew that the Tian family was ruthless, he never imagined that they would be so ruthless.
He murmured in confusion: "The Emperor's Mind Technique, although I have watched a lot of TV series and thought I already understood what the Emperor's Mind Technique is, today it seems I have underestimated the ancients!"
At this moment, Liu Mingzhi finally understood why ancient people had so many conspiracies.
After eating every day, there is no entertainment or leisure, except for making villains and planning how to plot against others.
It’s no wonder that your mind is not gloomy!
"Are you feeling sad?"
"It's really heartbreaking. I thought I'd forget it and don't mention it."
"You don't have any plans to quit the court?"
"Old man, if you don't tell me you don't have it, once you tell me, I really have such a plan. I keep calculating and calculating every day. It's so tiring. It's so different from the life I imagined. This is not the life I want!"
"Do you still remember what the old man said to you at Dangyang Academy?"
Liu Mingzhi thought about it and looked a little disappointed: "We are in the middle of the game and there is no way to retreat!"
"That's right, you are the one in the game now. Once you reach the top, you have no control over it. It's too late to quit now. You can only press forward under the pressure."
"Boy, thank you for your mentor's teachings! I will keep them in my heart and never forget them!"
"Don't forget? I see you have almost forgotten!"
"Ah? What does the old man mean by this?"
"Demonstrate the Nine-Style Sword Song to the old man!"
"Well, this, this is late at night, wouldn't it be bad if it disturbs others' rest?"
"Oh, I'm extremely lazy. It's really unbelievable how the Heavenly Sword would choose you as the master. All the descendants of the Heavenly Sword in the past generations are the proud and famous figures of the generation. Although the old man is not talented, he has defeated all the heroes in the world. Could it be that you are so ten?
The fifth generation of Heavenly Sword Master will bury the reputation of Heavenly Sword!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the old man's heartache and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Old man, I'm really not a slacker. I really don't know how to master the Nine-Style Sword Song and Nine-Style Sword Art. After practicing for more than a month, I can only show my performance.
, I can’t use the true power of the Nine-Style Sword Song at all, and I’m helpless!”
When Wen Renzheng heard this, he looked at Liu Mingzhi in surprise. The chosen master of Heavenly Sword must be an amazing genius. Heavenly Sword is an imperial sword, and he has the aura of an emperor. People who are not of great destiny cannot suppress Heavenly Sword at all.
Liu Mingzhi had a murderous intention that he had brought with him for thousands of years, but Liu Mingzhi felt nothing strange at the moment except for being a little empty. Wen Renzheng couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
"Where is Tianjian now?"
"Study, old man, do you want to use it? I can go get it for you, or return it to you. I really don't have that blessing. I can't practice at all!"
Wen Renzheng looked around the courtyard: "In which direction is the study?"
"It's over there!"
Wen Renzheng nodded quietly: "Boy, keep an eye on it."
Wen Renzheng's eyes were shining brightly, and he could see clearly even in the dark night. He only saw that Wen Renzheng's robe became automatic and whistling in the absence of wind.
"Nine-style sword techniques, plundering the pen, and entering the Qingming with an immortal sword."
Liu Mingzhi stared blankly at Wen Renzheng, who was only an afterimage. He suddenly felt a strong wind piercing the sky, and a sword roar passed into his ears.
Wen Renzheng's figure was certain. Liu Mingzhi looked at the Heavenly Sword trembling in Wen Renzheng's hands wordlessly. He was a few hundred meters away from the study, and he just made a move with the Heavenly Sword?
Is this martial arts or immortal magic? It's too fantasy.
However, Liu Mingzhi immediately calmed down when he thought of the sword light that pierced the sky at the foot of Erlong Mountain in the past. He had seen flying swords that were similar to missiles, so what was missing?
Wen Renzheng's face was flushed and he held up the Heavenly Sword in his hand, his arms trembling: "Boy, take the sword!"
Liu Mingzhi hurriedly stretched out his hand, Wen Renzheng threw the Heavenly Sword into Young Master Liu's hand, and his trembling body relaxed.
Looking at the peaceful Tianjian in the hands of Young Master Liu, Wen Renzheng looked extremely lonely: "Oh, the old man is an old man after all, one sword, one master!"
"Old man, what are you doing?"
Wen Renzheng watched and realized that Young Master Liu was a little helpless. He had almost vomited blood just now due to the force of the sword, but this kid acted like a normal person.
"In martial arts, the more advanced you are, the more sensitive your feelings will be. You still lack practice. You can't even feel the sword intent of the Heavenly Sword. How could the Heavenly Sword choose you as its master?"