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Chapter 264 Statue

Yue Fei's words were shocking. He had always been a safe person, so Zongze didn't take it lightly.

He quickly moved forward, took Yue Fei to the tent in the camp, lowered his voice and asked, "Pengju, what's your clever plan?"

"The thieves rely only on Qingxi Cave. That place is a dense forest that stretches for thousands of miles. There are many cliffs in the mountains, as much as one hundred feet long, with ravines and caves all over the place. If we attack by force, the three armies will have to use their lives. Now the imperial court

No money or food was allocated, no reinforcements were sent, and there was a lot of resentment in the camp."

"Such a matter cannot be hidden from the Mingjiao thieves. They have many detailed operations in Jiangnan Road, and they will definitely spread the truth to Qingxi Cave."

"We just took advantage of this matter and picked out a group of close soldiers, mixed with some who surrendered, and deliberately asked them to pretend to surrender in Qingxi Cave. Fang La, a man who recruits many disciples, never asks about his origin. He must be happy to accept it, and we are just right

Take this opportunity to go to Bianliang and find a way to reach Tianting, and we will bring the luggage. When the time is right, we will cooperate internally and externally to catch all the thieves!"

After Zongze heard this, before he could say anything, Han Shizhong on the side said first: "This plan is feasible, I am willing to go!"

Han Shizhong usually cursed a lot. Before Zongze discovered it, he had been punished several times for speaking rudely to the court and Shangguan.

Fortunately, he was able to fight, and the generals in the army kept him to earn military merit for themselves, otherwise he would have been cut off from the sacrificial flag long ago.

Zongze sighed and said, "That's all we have to do."

He secretly thought in his heart that Yue Fei was still too young. He naively thought that His Majesty was a wise man and that too many traitors had deceived His Majesty. As long as he saw the emperor, all problems would be solved.

When he really sees the emperor, he will understand

Zongze had served as an official in Bianliang, and he had no knowledge of these matters. He told the treasonous truth: The current emperor is really not the emperor of the emperor.

However, the fake surrender was indeed a good strategy, taking into full consideration the terrain of Qingxi Cave and Fang La's character.

For other things, let Yue Fei go to Bianliang to understand the true face of the dynasty that everyone is loyal to.

"Pengju, you select people and go into the mountains one after another to pretend to surrender. Remember, don't go too many at once, otherwise it will create a half-truth and half-false effect."

In the Song Dynasty, it was not honorable to serve as a soldier, so many soldiers were bandits or criminals who were recruited for peace.

These people already hate the imperial government, let alone fighting hard here, with their heads in their belts and hungry.

There are many people in the camp who really want to surrender. After these people sneak in, they may betray some information about the Song army, but they can better cover the soldiers who are pretending to surrender.

Yue Fei nodded and thought to himself: The last time I received Zhuge Wuhou's formation annotations from an upright Taoist priest, although I only read them for ten days, I benefited a lot. This time when I go to Bianliang, I should come and say thank you in person.

good--

At the Zhengjing Sect, Li Yu looked at the three scribes with a smile on his face.

"Which one is the fortune teller?"

"He is a villain." A scribe took a step forward. Li Yu took a closer look. He had a very high forehead and a somewhat thin body, but he was very strong.

With high foreheads and sharp peaks, he is wise and careful, and knows first where to garrison troops. The beauty of Hunan breeds heroes, and the divine fortune teller is called Jiang Jingming.

"Are you willing to join my serious sect?"

"What I wish for."

Li Yu smiled and said: "Now there happens to be an important thing that needs someone to take care of. If you do it well, I will accept you and train in a serious school."

Jiang Jing was overjoyed and bowed his head.

The other two master scholar Xiao Rang and the jade-arm craftsman Jin Dajian also had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

Everyone comes together. If he can pass, does he also have a chance?

Li Yu whispered a few words in his ear.

Jiang Jing nodded repeatedly. He didn't expect this thing to be so easy. He thought it was something difficult.

Li Yu asked again: "Who is Xiao Rang?"

There was a man at the bottom who took a step forward, followed the example of the Taoist priests, and bowed slightly, "That's the little man."

Li Yu stood up, walked to the front of the hall, and said, "Mr. Xiao, I have a calligraphy that I copied from a mysterious place, and I would like to ask him to teach me."

Xiao Rang was delighted to see Lie Xin and asked, "Where are the rubbings?"

"Come here, bring me my rubbings."

Behind him, Pan Jinlian appeared as a little maid, taking out the rubbing that he had hidden from his inner room.

The above is a bit old, and Li Yu often studies it himself. After all, these characters are together with the Five Elements Order. Li Yu hopes that it is the instruction manual for the Five Elements Order.

Although the Five Elements Order has a good effect in his hands, it is obvious that it also hides greater potential.

The effect he discovered alone may not be enough to make Fang La retreat and withdraw his troops to concentrate all the power of the Ming Cult to search for it.

"Come all, let's take a look together."

Jin Dajian and Jiang Jing looked at each other and came closer.

Xiao Rang showed the development film and was amazed, shaking his head and nodding.

"How is it?" Li Yu asked nervously.

"This is Parthian writing. As far as I know, the Parthian Empire in the Western Regions has long been destroyed."

"What are you talking about?"

"Perhaps it's some kind of religious scripture. I'm trying to translate it for the leader."

Xiao Rang held the rubbings, shook his head and said: "If there is a bright envoy who appears in the world, educates and transforms all living beings, frees all living beings from suffering, breaks the hatred of enemy countries, installs thrones, and quells good and evil, he will be the king of Ming. He will be the only one in the three realms and encompass all things."

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Li Yu was greatly disappointed. It turned out that the people in the dry well were still waiting for the birth of King Ming.

He put away the rubbings and said, "Sir, you are indeed well versed in Chinese and Western knowledge, and knowledgeable about the past and present. Are you willing to learn from me?"

"It would be a great honor to be taken in."

Xiao Rang didn't hide it, everyone wanted to enter the serious school.

Li Yu smiled and said, "Then this must be Mr. Jin Dajian?"

"Exactly."

"Sir, I invited you here to re-carve all the inscriptions and stele carvings here." Li Yu said with a smile: "Maybe you, sir, also know that this place originally belonged to the Daxiangguo Temple, but they tried to usurp the throne and have been driven out of Bianliang. Now.

There are also many Buddhist inscriptions in my house, which are really out of date."

Jin Dajian cupped his fists and said, "This is easy, don't you dare disobey me."

Li Yu smiled and said, "That's good, take a good look at me."

Jin Dajian was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Li Yu, who was a fairly upright young Taoist priest.

He laughed dryly and said, "The headmaster is really young and promising, and has great skills in looking good."

Li Yu shook his head and said: "That's not what I'm talking about. What I mean is that I ask you, sir, to carve a hundred-foot-tall statue in my image based on this mountain. As the founder of the Zhengjing Sect, there must be no statue for future generations to admire."

Jin Dajian was amazed in his heart. It was a big project with a height of 100 feet. I was afraid that it would become a scene in Bianliang.

Perhaps the only thing that can compare with it is the Leshan Giant Buddha.

"If you don't give up, sir, you can join our Zhengjing sect and carve slowly. The road of cultivation is long, and it often makes people feel like they have passed away, and the world has changed. Sir, this is where you can take pleasure."


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