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Chapter 135: Ning Chen's Poem Killed Again [5000,

Ning Chen's eyes turned around and fell back on Wang Lin.

Looking at Wang Lin's resentful and sad eyes.

Ning Chen then said humbly: "Bing Xiang, do you want to tell me... uh, how did it end?"

I was so distracted just now that I didn't notice that the projection had ended.

"The formation stones supporting the formation have been exhausted." Wang Lin said to Ning Chen angrily.

If there is no flow of emotion, the internet will be disconnected for you.

But what does this matter have to do with me? I was just distracted for a while.

What do you want to say, I'm not stopping you, right?

What do you want to say? Just say it directly.

Whether others listen or not is their business.

Just say it.

"We, the military minister, are all members of our own family, and we will have many opportunities to give training to Huwei's army in the future.

When the time comes, whatever you want to say, Minister of War, we will say.

Let's sit around the fire, it will be lively and lively." Ning Chen comforted Wang Lin and said.

As soon as Ning Chen finished speaking, his heart suddenly moved.

'Ding!'

Ning Chen made up his mind for this voice.

The system is already in settlement.

【Loyalty】:213487

【佞】:213887

【Settlement in progress...】

[Reputation Points]: 40000

Seeing the reputation points that had been settled, Ning Chen felt that the ministers in the court had become cuter.

Ning Chen thought that he would be nicer to them in the future, after all, they gave too much.

Originally, Ning Chen thought that he could just lie down and get 10,000 reputation points comfortably.

As a result, these old men insisted on causing trouble.

Now it's okay, just give yourself 40,000 reputation points.

He was quite famous for what he did, so Ning Chen was embarrassed to give so much all at once.

The key is that so many reputation points give Ning Chen more strength to fight against these bad old men.

Looking away, Ning Chen saw the Confucian scholar who had been silently providing him with assistance.

At this moment, the Confucian scholar was very embarrassed and uneasy.

Not only that the task was not completed, but also because of him, the sponsor behind it didn't even have a chance to get lucky.

Once the three holy poems came out, others had no chance.

There wasn't even a chance to refute.

You can still find faults at the same level, but now you are not at the same level, how can you find faults.

"I just thought of Banque's poem, which is quite suitable for you.

I’ll give it to you here.

To express my gratitude to you for inspiring me to write poetry about the Holy Word."

The Confucian scholar who always hoped that he would be ignored did not expect Ning Chen to call his name in public.

He also said that it was himself who inspired him to compose holy poems.

Doesn't this mean you're going to die?

"You are going to talk nonsense and slander me.

When did I inspire you to write poems about the Holy Word!"

The Confucian scholar turned red with excitement and hurriedly defended himself.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it. I'll just compose a poem first. I'll run out of inspiration later."

"Both your body and name will be destroyed, but the flow of rivers will not be destroyed forever!"

After Ning Chen finished speaking, he looked in the direction of the general and explained:

"What does this half-que poem mean?

That is to say, after you die, your name may soon be forgotten.

But even so, it will not stop my reputation from flowing through the ages like a river."

After hearing Ning Chen's explanation, the military generals all showed surprised expressions.

Without explaining the hidden meaning, they really have to think about it for a while.

Now that Ning Chen said it so straightforwardly, they understood it immediately.

The key is that they still agree with it very much.

The thinking of military generals is still very simple.

In order to prevent the Confucian scholars from not understanding, one of the generals directly shouted in a strong voice: "Er Cao, do you understand what this poem means."

"What Er Cao? How could he be called Er Cao?" As soon as he finished speaking, another general stood up and retorted.

"Master Ning just made it clear and clear that both Er Cao and his name will be destroyed. If his name is not Er Cao, what is his name?" The general who just spoke asked the general who questioned him.

The questioning general touched it carefully and quickly handed it over like a scholar: "I was rude and didn't listen carefully. His name is Er Cao."

After Ning Chen heard this conversation, he just wanted to say, 'Fuck'.

Ning Chen turned around and saw 'Er Cao's face turning red.

"puff!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and 'Er Cao' threw his head back and fell down.

Someone came forward to check and found that 'Er Cao' was furious, his heart was broken, and he died immediately. There was no chance of rescue.

Hearing that 'Er Cao' was gone like this, Ning Chen could only sigh: This is a pure supporting role, a pure supporting role that cannot even have a name.

"This poem can actually kill people! You must memorize it carefully!"

When the generals saw Er Cao, they were immediately praised to death by Banque's poem.

None of them panicked, but felt as if they had discovered a treasure.

Seeing the generals working so hard, Ning Chen felt that his poem would become a standard for the generals to curse.

In the future this will be as popular as 'Gan Lin Niang'.

However, to say that 'Er Cao' is really angry is beyond the reach of his heart.

Ning Chen would never believe this.

‘Er Cao’ has practiced cultivation after all.

It's such nonsense to be told that you are dead.

The dream demon was killed by his own poem, but at least he was still a powerful army, riding an iron horse across the glacier.

Moreover, the poem I gave to Huweijun was a complete poem, and now it was only half-complete. How could I just say it was dead?

Therefore, the death of 'Er Cao' must be because the master behind him wanted him to die.

As for investigating the real cause of 'Er Cao's death, I'm afraid it's impossible.

'Er Cao' could only die in vain like this.

Ning Chen's mission has been successfully completed.

There is no point in staying on stage anymore.

"Next, Minister of War, I have to work hard to finish it off." Ning Chen said politely to Wang Lin before stepping down.

What else could Wang Lin say, he could only nodded with a wry smile, trying to maintain his military-like demeanor.

Ning Chen left the high platform and returned to his position.

As soon as Ning Chen stood in his position, Li Ziqiu said to Ning Chen:

“The head of the academy is truly a man of extraordinary talent.

Really, only the head of the academy is worthy of the title of Poet Saint."

"Wrong, it's the two saints of poetry!" Ning Chen corrected Li Ziqiu.

Li Ziqiu:╭(⊙o⊙)╮

The conversation between Ning Chen and Li Ziqiu was heard by many people.

Many people are not surprised that Ning Chen can say such things.

Don’t look at whose apprentice this is!

Wang Lin continued the finishing work on the stage.

Looking at the people below who paid the admission fee, Wang Lin felt that he finally felt more relaxed.

It doesn't matter if I am ignored.

At least I didn't spend any money.

They were paying for attention, but in the end they paid attention to a lonely person.

Compared with them, Wang Lin feels that he is much happier.

To say it's miserable, they are really miserable.

Especially the three writers who produced saint-level poems.

That's definitely a backdrop within a backdrop.

And Wang Lin guessed that it was for these three saint-level poems.

These three companies may have spent a lot of resources to conduct word-for-word deductions.

The final result still became the background.

All the effort was in vain.

If this matter is brought up again in the future, I am afraid no one will remember that they once produced saint-level poems.

It will probably be replaced by Poetry A, Poetry B and Poetry C.

The most annoying thing is that all these poems were written for the Huwei Army.

Take it out alone and use it on one person.

The power will be greatly reduced, which is totally not worth it.

When he thought of this, Wang Lin's tone became more relaxed.

In this miserable competition, Wang Lin defeated the following [miserable], [miserable] with [miserable]...

After Wang Lin finished speaking, Wu Zhao also said a few words.

At the same time, Wu Zhao officially announced that the Wu Dynasty was sending invitations to all great Confucians who had the talent to govern the world.

These great Confucian scholars with political talents were allowed to directly enter the Wu Dynasty and hold positions without going through the imperial examination.

This is equivalent to the appointment system.

It’s just that when Wu Dynasty didn’t have Jiuding in the past, no one wanted to play with Wu Dynasty.

Now the Wu Dynasty has Jiuding and is watching.

The three tripods of luck will be gathered quickly and successfully.

If you are willing to do so at this time, there will be many great Confucians who will serve as officials in the dynasty.

Qi Luck has unimaginable magical effects on practitioners of the fourth level and above.

Especially now that Baijiadao can be accessed, this has given many people new choices.

Luck is even more indispensable to them.

After announcing Wu Dynasty's invitation to all the great scholars, Wu Zhao also set off directly back to Beijing.

As a supervisor, Wu Zhao could not leave Fengjing for too long.

Ning Chen finally enjoyed the treatment of the teleportation array this time.

The matter is over, and these people from the Ministry of War will naturally return to Fengjing.

The first time he used the teleportation array, Ning Chen really felt it was very novel.

But when the teleportation array was activated, Ning Chen looked at the black sides, and the novelty quickly passed.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Ning Chen and the others appeared directly on Fengjing's teleportation array.

A journey of more than two thousand miles in half an hour.

This speed is still very acceptable.

Regardless of whether they are monsters or barbarians, no matter how prepared they are, they cannot capture a city in half an hour.

Therefore, the existence of the teleportation array is definitely the best protection for the city.

It was already afternoon when everyone returned to Fengjing.

On Wang Lin's side, food arrangements have already been made.

This time it was the glory of his military department, so Wang Lin, as the protagonist, naturally had to entertain all the officials.

Wu Zhao also happily accepted Wang Lin's invitation.

At the dinner, the radiant Wang Lin quickly became drunk.

If Zuo Shilang hadn't stopped him, Wang Lin would have planned to sing a song for everyone.

Getting Wang Lin drunk so quickly was definitely a tacit agreement between others.

You, Wang Lin, have gained so much limelight. Doesn't it make us seem so useless?

So at this time, if you don't just take revenge openly and honestly, then when will you wait to take revenge?

Wang Lin naturally understands their mentality.

Therefore, I didn’t use my cultivation to resolve the drunkenness during the whole process.

Relatively speaking, Ning Chen was much more lonely.

Apart from Cao Xing, only Lu Gao came to propose a toast.

But I don’t know what hatred the two have, and they absolutely cannot be in the same frame.

Seeing Lu Gao coming over, Cao Xing stood up and left directly.

Lu Gao looked at Cao Xing's back, his eyes filled with sadness.

But soon he exchanged glasses with Ning Chen with a smile on his face.

Ning Chen didn't inquire too much about the affairs between the two of them.

But how to say it.

In fact, Ning Chen had already sensed something was wrong between the two of them.

For example, Lu Gao, if you clink glasses, clink glasses.

Why do you insist on touching my finger?

They are all big men, don’t you think it’s strange?

Look at Lu Gao again, his expression is not surprising at all.

No matter how dull Ning Chen is, he can understand some of the reasons for this.

"Master Lu, I work in a brothel."

Ning Chen saw Lu Gao toasting again and thought it would be better to make it clear to Lu Gao.

The provincial Lu Gao has some unrealistic thoughts about himself.

Ning Chen did not object to Lu Gao's orientation.

But if Lu Gao wants to bend himself, Ning Chen will never allow him.

After hearing Ning Chen's words, Lu Gao smiled awkwardly: "Master Ning, please don't misunderstand me. I just feel that drinking with Master Ning is comfortable."

Ning Chen nodded: "Master Lu, don't get me wrong. I have no objection to drinking. Master Lu can come to me for a drink anytime. I just want to make it clear."

Lu Gao's eyes lit up slightly after hearing Ning Chen's words: "Master Ning, don't you think I'm a weirdo?"

"Why should I think Mr. Lu is strange? Is it because Mr. Lu doesn't like visiting brothels?"

"Whatever you like is a matter of your own choice. Just be happy."

Lu Gao looked at Ning Chen and carefully wiped his fingers with a handkerchief. It was really hard to believe what Ning Chen said.

"I just ate something and my hands were dirty." Ning Chen saw Lu Gao staring at his actions and explained to Lu Gao.

Lu Gao smiled bitterly and said, "Master Ning is willing to take the trouble to make up a lie to deceive me. This can be regarded as respect for me."

"Mr. Lu, you are just too worried. Come and have a drink with us."

After saying this, Ning Chen pushed the wine glass over and briefly touched Lu Gao's wine glass.

Lu Gao:←_←

Anyway, as long as Ning Chen is not embarrassed, it will definitely not be Ning Chen who is embarrassed.

Lu Gao and Ning Chen had a drink and left wisely.

Seeing Lu Gao leaving, Ning Chen finally understood the meaning of what Cao Xing had reminded him before.

Now that I think about it, I understand what Cao Xing said.

It's just that I didn't think about it that way at the time.

The key is that Ning Chen never thought that there were people with this kind of orientation in this world.

Wu Zhao did not participate in the whole process.

After drinking two glasses of wine, Wu Zhao returned to the palace.

After returning to the palace, Wu Zhao looked at the more than two tripods of luck that had been condensed.

I feel that it is too easy to condense these three tripods of luck.

The extra half cauldron of luck was gathered by Huweijun with the help of Wu Zhao.

The Huwei Army's performance today is not worthy of a fortune.

But Half Cauldron's luck still exists.

And if Huweijun performs well enough in the follow-up, he can fight another two or three good battles.

It should be possible to gather half a cauldron again.

Wu Zhao looked at the speed at which the third cauldron of luck was gathering bit by bit.

It is estimated that it will take at most half a year to collect all three cauldrons of luck.

The bits of luck flowing in are the result of Min Si's hard work.

As long as next year's summer harvest occurs, the results on Min Si's side will be revealed.

Then this tripod of luck is firmly in the account.

Calculated in this way, Wu Zhao only spent more than half a year.

The three tripods of energy were condensed and came out.

With such speed of concentration, Wu Zhao felt that he could afford to leave his name in history.

However, Wu Zhao’s main task now is not publicity.

But continue to keep a low profile.

At the same time, we must actively think of ways to gather luck.

When it really breaks out, Wu Zhao will definitely amaze everyone.

Suddenly Wu Zhao's spiritual thoughts moved, and the next moment he directly collected all the Jiuding Qi Luck.

When Wu Zhao put away the Jiuding, Emperor Shun was already standing opposite Wu Zhao.

Emperor Shun appeared silently opposite Wu Zhao, not even noticing Sun Banban outside.

In particular, it can be seen that Emperor Shun's strength is really unfathomable now.

"Your Majesty, Wu Zhao, has met your father." Wu Zhao respectfully saluted Emperor Shun and said.

Emperor Shun nodded, looked at Wu Zhao lovingly and said, "My little Zhao'er, you really did not disappoint your father. You did a good job, better than my father."

Hearing Emperor Shun's words, Who's expression moved slightly.

"It's all because of my father's good education." Wu Zhao said.

Emperor Shun shook his head gently: "I am an emperor who has never experienced any storms. What can I teach you? Besides, my father, I have been cultivating Taoism for these years, so I have the skills to teach you a lot."

Wu Zhao quickly said: "The child is incompetent, and my father has been wronged."

Emperor Shun shook his head gently: "Father is not here to blame you. Father is here to remind you of something."

Wu Zhao knew that if there was nothing important.

His father would never come to him easily.

Now it must be something that affects the country, so Emperor Shun would take the risk to see him.

"Father, please speak."

Emperor Shun said to Wu Zhao in a serious tone: "The ghost realm may be about to revive. You have to think of a way to deal with it in advance."

When Wu Zhao heard what Emperor Shun said, his face also became extremely solemn.

The resurrection of the ghost realm is definitely no small matter.

But the ghost realm has obviously disappeared for hundreds of years, how could it revive at this time?

Emperor Shun could not give a standard answer to Wu Zhao's question.

"My father doesn't know this either. My father only heard the news from the Changsheng Dao Sect.

Father feels that you should know.

How did the Yue Dynasty fall? Xiao Zhaoer, you are familiar with the classics and you should know the inside story clearly."

Wu Zhao nodded solemnly and said: "Your Majesty, remember. The Moon Dynasty failed to pay attention to the Ghost Realm. In the end, the red moon appeared in the sky and the Moon Dynasty was destroyed."

"Your Majesty, it's good that you know, and according to what the Changsheng Dao Sect said, the intensity of the ghost realm this time will probably exceed that of the Yue Dynasty."

After hearing Emperor Shun's words, Wu Zhao couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The Yue Dynasty was a dynasty before the Zhou Dynasty.

The Moon Dynasty flourishes and then declines when it is at its strongest.

It was because the blood moon was in the sky that night, and the moon was in the sky in a very short period of time.

The establishment of the Zhou Dynasty was smoothly established without any confrontation.

Even in the Zhou Dynasty, the influence of the ghost realm lasted for decades before it finally subsided.

It took more than a hundred years for the human race's population to return to its peak.

Now that it is said that there will be a stronger ghost realm coming, it is really difficult for Wu Zhao to calm down.

"Your Majesty, don't worry too much about this matter. The Changsheng Dao Sect said that although the ghost realm is strong, there are ways to break it. And this time the ghost realm is different from the one in Yue Dynasty."

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