Chapter 827: Seeing Old Friends Again in Light and Shadow
Thirty-one years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, time flies by.
"Three days ago, the East China Sea Monster Clan landed along the four states of Jiangnan East Road and swept across a large area, causing heavy losses to the military and civilians."
"Yes, I thought that when His Majesty and several saints attacked, it finally calmed down for a few years. In the blink of an eye, the monster clan suddenly swarmed in such numbers. This time, not only was the war between the Eastern and Western Borders fierce, but also the Northern Territory, now
There is actually a monster attack, this is the first time."
"In the past few days, our Ministry of War has deployed troops to resist many times, but the situation is still not optimistic."
On a speeding flying boat, several officials in red robes were gathering together. At this moment, they all frowned and talked in low voices about the war that was happening in the Wen Dynasty.
However, when the words paused, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look into the distance, and there was a bit of confusion in their eyes at this moment.
But at this moment, a middle-aged man standing on the bow of the ship looked far away, his sharp eyes scanning the passing clouds in the surrounding sky, but the strong wind could not smooth out the wrinkles on his brow.
This person's Hanlin cultivation is the most stable on this flying boat, and other officials will often look at him when they speak.
But upon closer inspection, this man was almost carved out of the same mold as the iron-blooded prime minister Tan Zhongye.
It's just that his features are younger and his cultivation level is far less than that of Tan Zhongye, but he is Tan Weiyi, the son of Tan Zhongye.
Today, Tan Weiyi is no longer a minor official in the Sixth Ministry. He has been in the officialdom for decades. With his strength and hard work, Tan Weiyi served as a general and commander of the border army until he was transferred back to Chang'an three years ago and has become what he is today.
Shangshu of the Ministry of War, commanded the six armies of the dynasty.
Although some people say that Tan Weiyi has such achievements because he has enjoyed the shadow of his father. However, in the three years since he took office, his military management has not been as dazzling as that of his father's generation.
He led the army to resolve crises time and time again.
Only in this way can we finally convince the public, and now we have the power.
However, as the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Army, Tan Weiwei was now taking the Poet's Flying Boat to a certain place.
Not long ago, as the demons from all sides moved, five armies came out together, and the battle was extremely fierce. When Tan Wei was in a state of panic, he received a letter.
That letter comes from the Song Ci Sect.
There are only a few words in this letter written by the great Confucian scholar.
I hope Brother Tan will come and talk about it.
If it was written by someone else, Tan Weiyi, who is now strategizing, would naturally ignore it, but the Song Ci Sect was famous and the great Confucian invited him personally, so Tan Weiyi had to pay attention to it.
"Yan Daru is looking for me like this, but I don't know why."
Tan Weiyi frowned slightly and murmured at this moment.
Since the war against demons, the role played by Poetry and Ci Zong in this war against demons has gradually disappeared.
The disciples from various poetry sects were no longer forced to participate in the war in accordance with the requirements of the clan law, so the number of teams sent has been reduced a lot.
Although the troops sent by various poetry sects also cooperated with the border troops and fought many victorious battles, the main force among them were border troops, and the pressure on the border troops had not been relieved in any way.
Tan Weiyi had been faced with the dilemma of having no troops to mobilize many times, and he even boldly advised Li Mo'er to restart the clan law in order to recruit Shizong soldiers and horses to stabilize the defense line.
But after that, he was yelled at by his father. Although His Majesty did not reply clearly, he also showed some dissatisfaction.
This made Tan Weiyi a little discouraged. Fortunately, among these poetry sects, there was a difference.
That is the No. 1 Ci sect in the world, the Song Ci sect.
Over the years, many disciples of the Song Ci Sect took the initiative to join the frontier armies of various parties. As a disciple of the Ci Sect, the new words they mastered played a significant role at this time.
That song "Man Jiang Hong" has been written all over the world's borders, and it always helps the armies of all parties to be invincible.
Among today's frontier armies, soldiers have an inexplicable favor for the disciples of the Song Ci Sect. Even when a scholar from the Ci Sect, Yansheng Song Mu Xuying, appears on the battlefield, the morale of the border troops will be suddenly boosted.
And Song Mu, who created all of this, naturally deserves a lot of credit.
Just thinking of this, Tan Weiyi's slightly frowning brows suddenly dropped, and his face also showed a bit of depression at this moment.
Ten years ago, Song Mu was killed by a demon clan in a battle in the northwest demon kingdom. The news spread all over the world, causing countless people to be shocked and heartbroken.
Tan Weiyi still remembers that day, when the long bell of the Chang'an Imperial City trembled, and the civil and military officials of the court rushed into the palace to meet the emperor. Li Moer showed his power in the court for the first time, knocking down a section of the imperial city wall with one palm, and his roar spread regardless of the majesty.
Quartet.
On that day, the literati all over the world were in mourning, and their morale was extremely low. On that night, people from the cities of Chang'an, Jinling and Yuzhang spontaneously came to the riverside to pay homage, and the sound of crying filled every city.
Tan Wei only remembers that he was very drunk that night, looking at the dark clouds covering the moon outside the window, and scolding God for not letting the genius in vain.
The literati culture of the Wen Dynasty seemed to have been violently impacted from that moment on, and this breath of relief was still unfulfilled after ten years.
However, as time goes by, it seems that this news has gradually faded away. Now, apart from the sighs of scholars, it is just a sigh that people around the world occasionally talk about after tea and dinner.
However, the Song Ci sect did not fall into decline quickly because of this. On the contrary, on the day Song Mu died, Yan Daru held a sword and made a blood oath. As long as it existed, the Song Ci sect continued to prosper.
On that day, countless disciples of the Song Ci Sect and the Du Mu Poetry Sect wept and made blood oaths to avenge Song Mu.
From that time on, disciples of the Song Ci Sect frequently joined the border troops and were extremely ferocious on the battlefield, creating the Song Ci Sect's fierce reputation today.
In the past ten years, the Song Ci Sect has also continued to add disciples. It is said that the Song Ci Sect is now the largest sect in the south besides the Li Poetry Sect.
After Song Mu passed away, luckily not everything was lost.
At this moment, Tan Weiyi couldn't help but sigh, thinking about the Song Ci Sect who was going to this trip, but he couldn't help but feel even more depressed.
"If Jing Zhao was still here, the Song Ci Sect would have undergone even more earth-shaking changes than it does today."
It's just that now it's a done deal, and Tan Weiyi is quite sighing about it.
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"Master Tan, gentlemen, we have arrived at the mountain gate of the Song Ci Sect."
All the officials who were still discussing on the flying boat stopped talking and looked at Tan Weiyi in front of him.
Tan Weiyi nodded slightly at this moment, looking at the mountains below the flying boat, and saw a figure speeding towards him.
The figure quickly landed on the flying boat and landed next to Tan Weiyi in the blink of an eye. Tan Weiyi and others all handed over their hands at this moment.
"I've met Yan Daru."
The person who came was none other than Yan Fu. At this moment, Yan Fu looked even more like an immortal. His strength was obscure under his plain robe, which made people extremely respectful.
Yan Fu stroked his beard gently, looked at several people, nodded slightly, then looked at Tan Weiyi and said calmly.
"Master Tan, now is the time when all parties are in turmoil. It would be a bit troublesome to call you here."
"The great scholar wrote to me personally. Tan is here anyway, but this time I don't know what the great scholar wants to discuss with me?"
Tan Wei directly stated his purpose, but now Yan Fu just waved his hand slightly, as if he did not want to immediately answer the doubts in the other party's heart.
"Let's go to the sect to drink tea first, and I will talk to you in detail later."
Tan Weiyi was pressed for time now, but when he saw Yan Daru, he didn't want to speak immediately. At this moment, he could only grin slightly, lower his eyes slightly, and then agreed with his hands.
The flying boat slowly landed, and Tan Weiyi finally saw clearly the face of the Song Ci Sect.
Today's Song Ci sect has undergone earth-shaking changes from what it was many years ago.
The area of the Song Ci Sect among the high mountains has now expanded a lot, and palaces have been built one after another. In the green mountains, reflecting the scorching sun, it is quite magnificent. When the flying boat passes by, it is even more magnificent.
You can see the flattened tops of the mountains, and countless disciples practicing in the wide square.
With just a quick glance, Tan Wei could see that he had thousands of disciples, and among them, many were at the level of scholar or above.
This also made Tan Wei shine at a glance. It seemed that the strength of the Song Ci Sect he saw at this moment was as good as that of the Li Du Shi Sect.
Immediately, the flying boat landed in front of a hall. Tan Weiyi led a group of officials to move forward, but the Shizong disciple stepped forward to stop the officials behind him. Tan Weiyi was confused when he saw this situation, but when he saw Yan Fu
As he steps forward, he follows alone.
After walking for a moment, Yan Fu's words suddenly reached Tan Weiyi's ears.
"Master Tan, what do you think of the current situation of my Song Ci sect?"
Tan Wei paused, thought for a moment, then raised his hands and said.
"Naturally, it is a scene of prosperity. Such a prosperous sect is the scene of a large sect in the world. It will surely stand for thousands of years and attract the attention of the world."
Yan Fu just smiled slightly, but seemed to accept what Tan Weiyi said, but did not speak, and just continued to move forward with Tan Weiyi.
The two walked through the main hall in front of them, then continued up the stone steps, and found a quiet courtyard. They then walked through the cloister and passed through the landscape courtyard before Yan Fu stopped in front of one of the courtyard gates.
"Master Tan, I want you to swear an oath about what I saw today."
"This is a top secret of our Song Ci sect, and no part of it must be leaked."
Yan Fuhu said in a sharp tone, and his expression was even more serious. Tan Wei was stunned when he saw this, but his expression was serious at the same time, and he nodded and said solemnly.
"Tan made an oath today on his own cultivation. He will never disclose any of the scenes he saw. If he violates this, he will die."
As he said that, Yan Fu glanced at Tan Weiyi carefully before nodding lightly.
"Master Tan, please."
"The sect master has been waiting for you for a long time."
After hearing these two words, Tan Weiyi suddenly frowned, his expression unclear. At this moment, he saw the door of the courtyard in front of him opened, and a small courtyard in front of him slowly appeared in front of him.
The sun shone into this quiet courtyard, and suddenly the flowers, plants, and trees were dancing in the shade. Tan Weiyi's eyes passed through this light and shadow curtain, and he suddenly saw a person sitting in front of a stone table in the courtyard, sipping tea.