"Give them power and induce them. There are many people with righteous intentions in this world. For example, Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Gang in the Northern Song Dynasty, single-handedly stopped Daliao from sending troops southward. It just so happens that I also know someone like Qiao Feng.
At this time, I will recommend him to the officials."
As he spoke, Jingzhou told Guo Jing to Ning Zong.
If nothing unexpected happens, Guo Jing can still learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from Hong Qigong and become a giant.
If he had the support of Ning Zong and the help of Hong Qigong, he could easily integrate the martial arts forces with the help of the Beggar Clan and help the Song Dynasty fight against the Jin Dynasty.
Ning Zong kept the word "Guo Jing" in his mind, and planned to ask his subordinates to check soon to find out what kind of ability Guo Jing had, and what kind of eyes he had in front of him.
At this time, Ning Zong had already regarded Jing Zhou as that sleeping dragon and phoenix chick. No matter what he said, the other party could always easily give him a solution. This was a hundred times better than those ministers who only knew how to fight partisanship.
However, the man in front of me has no interest in fame and fortune, and he even disdains the official position he was awarded. Otherwise, how wonderful it would be!
Ning Zong sighed in his heart, there are really people from the imperial family who have learned martial arts and don't sell goods in this world.
"The official family is going to lose!"
Jingzhou lost a piece, and the black and white men who were still fighting at the same level suddenly experienced earth-shaking changes. White's big dragon was instantly trapped. If nothing unexpected happened, there would be no need to lose a few more pieces.
White will no longer have the power to make a comeback.
Ning Zong smiled helplessly and said: "Sir, your chess skills are superb, and I am no match for you. Not only is your master good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting, but he also has a millionaire in his chest. He is really a strange person in the world!"
"The officials are so ridiculous." Jingzhou took out a booklet from his arms, put it next to the chessboard, and said, "The officials still need to remember that the Mongolian tribe is really one of the great enemies of the Song Dynasty!"
"The Mongolian people live nomadically, so everyone is proficient in riding and shooting. If the tribes are unified, it will become a serious problem. The Jin Kingdom has been in peace for a long time and has no ambition to be aggressive. In a few years, I am afraid it will be even worse.
How unbearable!”
"The official family hosted a banquet for me, so I will send this book to the official family."
When Ning Zong heard this, he panicked and said, "Sir, are you leaving?"
At this time, he already knew that the man in front of him was a man of great talent, so how could he let him go?
"Why don't officials read this brochure first? Besides, I want to live forever and have no intention of serving as an official in the court. Now I have been bothering you for a long time. If I don't leave, the road to immortality will be difficult."
Jing Zhou called out to the big eagle, and soon it appeared above the pavilion. With a step in the air, Jing Zhou climbed on the back of the eagle and rode away with Ning Zong's reluctance.
"Sir! Sir!"
Ning Zong shouted several times, only to hear from the air: "Officials don't have to be like this, there is no such thing as a banquet in the world..."
When the man disappeared, Ning Zong came back to his senses, flipped up the booklet on the chessboard, and saw the four words "Breaking the gold to decide" came into his eyes.
"Could this be the military manual left by Yue Fei?"
Ning Zong had a guess in his mind. He turned to the homepage and saw eighteen big characters written on it: "Search carefully, train carefully, reward and punish publicly, give clear orders, strict discipline, and share joys and sorrows."
"Sir, you are really a strange person. With this Wu Mu's suicide note and your good strategy, there is no need to worry about breaking the gold! But...what can I do!!!"
After leaving Lin'an and flying for another day, Jingzhou arrived at Zhongdu.
If we travel on horseback, we don't know how many days it would take to get from Lin'an to Zhong.
As night fell and the stars were shining brightly, he saved a lot of trouble by flying directly in on the eagle and did not cause any trouble.
Laifu sat in front of the inn, staring ahead blankly, muttering: "The young master has been away for more than half a year, and I don't know when he will come back. I can't see the young master, and I always feel that I have no confidence in my heart."
A few years ago, his family was in chaos. If Jing Zhou hadn't encountered him and rescued him, the grass on his grave would probably be higher than a person's waist.
That day, the young master wielded a bloodthirsty sword and left corpses all over the ground, but he was not afraid at all. He only felt that the white clothes were like a fire in the cold winter, warming him up.
"Master, I practice the skills you taught me every day. Now I am getting stronger and stronger. I can lift two bags of rice by myself. Master, when will you come back~"
Laifu picked up a small stone and threw it forward. The stone rolled to the ground and made a crisp sound.
"Haha, Laifu'er, are you thinking about Master Dao?"
Laifu stood up excitedly, raised his head, grinned, almost lying down, and shouted: "Master! Master, where are you? Laifu misses you!"
Suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing on his face. If he hadn't been a strong man, like a calf, he would have been blown down. Then a huge figure appeared in the night, until the figure approached the inn, he
Only then did he see clearly that it was a big bird, and there was a man standing on the bird. He was not his young master.
Besides my young master, who else is dressed in white, carrying a piano case on his back, and holding a jade fan in his hand?
There are also a few girls painted on the jade fan who are slightly upturned, making him blush at a glance?
Laifu wiped his eyes to make sure he was not dazzled, and said in surprise: "Oh, this is really a big bird! I'm a bitch, Master, where did you get this big bird? It, it... looks...
He is stronger than me and can even catch up with a big calf!"
Several hundred meters away, Jingzhou heard this guy talking about himself. Now that he saw the big eagle, he actually forgot about himself, this guy!
"How can you compete with this bird alone!" Jing Zhou kicked his butt and said angrily: "Laifu'er, weren't you talking about the young master just now? The young master is hungry now, why don't you go and give it to him
Young master, prepare a meal? Prepare more, this big bird can feed several people!
Laifu chuckled, scratched his head awkwardly, and said: "Master, I have never seen such a big bird. I was so excited when I saw this big bird that I forgot about you. Didn't you often say that I am as strong as
It's an ox! This bird is so big, so it must be quite strong."
"I'm going to call Old Wangtou right away and prepare a meal for the young master!"
Hearing what he said, Jingzhou almost wanted to kick him again, and couldn't help but said: "Why bother bothering Lao Wang at this hour? The Yanbo Tower next door is still brightly lit and there is a lot of music and music. Go over there and ask for one."
If you tell me your name as the young master, you are afraid that it won’t be given to you?” “Don’t you know that there are many young ladies in famous and unknown flower houses in Zhongdu who are all eagerly awaiting the young master’s arrival?”
"Don't bother, don't bother." Laifu hurriedly explained: "Master, the old Wangtou hasn't slept yet. I just walked in front of his door, and I heard Mrs. Wang's mouth keep screaming, calling you a damn ghost, what a damn thing you are.
~"
Jingzhou glanced sideways at Laifu and scolded with a smile: "Bullshit, the young master wants to eat the food from Yanbo Tower today. Go and bring a few plates back! If you call Lao Wang at this time, be careful that Mrs. Wang won't treat you tomorrow."
Face!"
I didn't realize it, but Lao Wangtou and Mrs. Wang are both very old and quite good at playing...