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Chapter 211 Brenzan Blade, nicknamed 'Feng Chu', also known as the Lucky Star of the Tang Dynasty

"Soul Leaving Syndrome..."

"Humans have three souls and seven souls. For those suffering from soul-leaving syndrome, their souls are wandering and their hearts are divided into two. Each has its own thoughts and actions, and one does it while the other does not know."

"A person has two minds. Even he doesn't know what he has done...Master, is there really such a strange disease? Have you ever seen anyone suffering from the disease?"

Shangguan Wan'er wrote down this symptom in Fan language, which made her extremely curious.

Li Yan thought that this thing was only imagined in the Qing Dynasty in the fantasy novels, and it was not until later generations that it was said to be magical. Naturally, he has never heard of it now. He smiled and said: "The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, and people's hearts are unpredictable. Who knows?"

Shangguan Wan'er tilted her head: "Oh~ Master, do you think my word is qualified?"

Li Yan took it, looked at it, and secretly liked it.

She is worthy of being the granddaughter of Shangguan Yi, a famous talented woman in history. Her talent in learning and literature has been fully demonstrated at a young age.

But this time it’s really not suitable: “What you wrote is so good. It has been less than forty years since Songtsen Gampo established writing in Tibet, and most of the nobles can’t write. What you are writing now is a book on folk medicine.

Miscellaneous books, let alone written in such smooth handwriting, reveal the characteristics of studying in the palace."

Shangguan Wan'er frowned: "But I really don't know how people write? I can't think of it..."

Li Yan took out a few books borrowed from the secret guard station: "Look at these."

After reading it, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly understood: "Their words and sentences are so simple, but there are still missing pens in many places. Is this how it is supposed to be?"

Li Yandao: "People of different classes have different habits. We must put ourselves in the shoes of all parties and consider the perspectives of all parties in order to minimize flaws."

Shangguan Wan'er thought thoughtfully: "So Master, do you want me to read more books? What the people who read the books think are put into their perspective?"

Li Yan praised: "Smart!"

After Shangguan Wan'er heard this, she was no longer anxious. She read the secret guard's book carefully before starting to write.

After she finished writing, she read it to Li Yan word for word.

Li Yan was very satisfied after hearing this: "Good apprentice, you can really help the master now. Isn't studying very useful?"

Shangguan Wan'er nodded heavily: "Yes!"

She looked at her masterpiece with both pride and admiration: "This incomplete medical book records eleven difficult and complicated diseases, including soul-leaving syndrome. In order to set this trap, Master also collected ten more strange diseases."

,awesome!"

Li Yan smiled.

In fact, he found ten strange diseases that impressed him deeply from later generations of strange novels.

In order to fit the plateau environment, there are three kinds of strange diseases that are variants of constipation, which are guaranteed to make Tibetan people suffer from PTSD.

Of course, he wasn't just fishing, he also had a kind of aphasia included in it.

When people are greatly stimulated or angered, they will suddenly become speechless.

This was prepared for Wang Xiaojie. No matter how hard he worked in a short period of time, he could not imitate the old Zamp's voice and tone perfectly.

If you encounter an unavoidable situation, you can only start with the symptoms.

Li Yan handed the book to Shangguan Wan'er: "Give this medical book to the princess and ask her to spread the medical book in the palace."

Shangguan Wan'er sniffed slightly and said, "I just forgot, Master, the smell of blood on your hands has spread to the book!"

Li Yan was startled: "The smell of blood? Oh, it was left behind by the secret guards and assassins who cooked last night. You can smell it?"

Shangguan Wan'er said: "My nose has become very good recently. Sometimes I can smell someone's scent and I know who is coming without raising my head."

Li Yan was quite pleased: "It seems you are about to open up your nose consciousness."

Only the first five consciousnesses of consciousness are eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body. Li Yan opened the eye consciousness and ear consciousness in sequence.

But it doesn't mean that you have to follow this order.

Except for body awareness, which is the most difficult, the other four are all dependent on the individual. Li Yan was the first to open his eye awareness, because he learned the secret method of bow string strength to shoot the wolf, and his eyesight was already strengthened, so he would understand it first.

The first thing Shangguan Wan'er realized was nose awareness. Li Yan waved and was already hovering nearby. Xiao Hei, who didn't dare to disturb him, jumped over happily and stuck out his tongue to lick him.

Li Yan smiled and said: "You play with Xiao Hei all day long, do you even have to match his sense of smell? It seems that in the future, I will be able to smell the smell when I take you with me to investigate."

Shangguan Wan'er pretended to be worried: "Master, you won't want Xiao Hei if you have me as your replacement, right? I like Xiao Hei very much, let me raise him!"

Li Yan was speechless: "You have a beautiful idea! Xiaohei, who are you with?"

After hearing this, Xiao Hei naturally jumped on his back.

Li Yan smiled happily.

Shangguan Wan'er knew that her master's desire to win was sometimes very strong, so she quickly pretended to be sad and lowered her head: "Alas~"

But he saw one of Xiao Hei's furry legs reaching over and caressing Wan'er's back comfortingly.

The rain and dew both fell, and both the master and the disciple were happy.

Shangguan Wan'er hugged Xiao Hei's body and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

Until Li Yan said: "The smell of blood really can't get on you. Please rewrite it."

Shangguan Wan'er: "..."

Li Yan was not only striving for perfection, but also had a new idea: "You will go to the princess's palace later to write. Is there any special smell there?"

Shangguan Wan'er said: "In the past, the princess had no smell, but these days, she smells very fragrant. She must have used spices from the Western Regions. It smells particularly good."

The corners of Li Yan's mouth curled up slightly: "Okay, after you finish writing, put this scent on it, remember not to make it too strong."

Shangguan Wan'er thought about it and roughly understood: "Master, we need to use this scent to identify the murderer? Does this work?"

Li Yan said: "Who knows, to deal with a difficult enemy, you must pay attention to every detail, but don't bet your money on one method. Go ahead, Master is waiting for your good news!"



"Waste! They are all waste!!"

At the same time, in the big discussion room, accompanied by angry curses, Zan Xiruo slammed the cup down.

Because it didn't fall far enough, the cup bounced playfully on the carpet and stood up again.

Even a cup was against him. Zan Xiruo was so angry that his face turned black and he growled: "Old Si, your chief commander, isn't he a rare strong man in the world? Why did he get killed four times in a row by a Tang man when he fought five against one?"

Well, will he assassinate you?"

Sitayu lowered his head and was scolded.

Zheng Wuwei was furious, and he was so desperate that Zanpo came in from the outside again: "Brother, Yongzhong Benji raised an objection and asked us what is the purpose of keeping so many monks from Dalun Temple in the house?"

Zan Xiruo was furious: "What's the intention? Are they willing to ask Bon masters to protect me personally? They are not willing. Now that the monks from Dalun Temple are out, how dare they hinder me?"

Sitayu raised his head and said: "Brother, please calm down. This is the truth. But after all, the Yongzhong sect has trained divine guards for us and has always had a close relationship. Now, is it not worth it to offend those monks?"

Zan Xiruo said: "Kumaro, the king of the Ming Dynasty, has been doing exercises and healing for me these days. I feel a lot better. I didn't even have the energy to scold you two days ago! He is really capable. You let those Bon believers also

Find a miraculous doctor to come out and cure my injuries, and I will tell... Dalunji to get lost immediately!"

The last five words were said in a suppressed voice, for fear of being heard by the monks outside, but Sitayu did not dare to answer, because compared to medical skills, Buddhist monks were indeed more powerful.

Zanpo said: "Brother, Mang Landaza heard the news that they have some good men under their command and want to work for you!"

Mang Lung Dacha belongs to the clan branch, that is, the descendant of Lu Dongzan's uncle, and is a blood cousin.

But Zan Xiruo flatly refused: "No, those people are greedy and cannot be relied upon. Our five brothers are enough!"

Lu Dongzan was very good at educating his sons. Except for Brenzanren who did not receive his true inheritance due to his young age, the other four sons all had their own advantages.

However, everything has advantages and disadvantages. The five sons are too united, which also has a disadvantage, that is, they are particularly exclusive.

The powerful family wanted to be controlled by the five brothers and refused to distribute the profits to other branches of the family. As a result, conflicts abounded.

Historically, Zan Xiruo died at the hands of a branch of the family, assassinated by an assassin sent by his cousin.

The cousin was much more ruthless than the reasonable Li Yan. He directly killed Zan Xiruo, then massacred his cronies, and assassinated his civil servants and more than half of the heads of thousands of households.

Behind this is the princess's false support and promise, using the power of the branch of the Gar family that has long been grudged.

Immediately afterwards, the furious Qinling led his troops back from Tuyuhun, rushed into the royal city, and bloodbathed all the major branches, and also killed all his cousins ​​and his cronies.

After this battle, the main branches of the Gar family fell into internal strife and their vitality was severely damaged.

Seeing that the power of the powerful officials was greatly reduced, the princess did not fall out. Instead, she without hesitation made Qin Ling a great minister and promoted him to the position of prime minister. This balanced the court situation and pushed the Gar family one step further into the abyss.

Wu Zetian gave a thumbs up.

This hibernating strategy of retreating to advance was so clever that when the princess became fully fledged and killed Sitayu and Brenzan again, Qin Ling had no military power in his hands and could not come back to avenge his brothers.

The Tubo government was a history of bloody killings. They did not respect etiquette and morals, but their actions were much more straightforward than those in the Central Plains.

At this time, Zan Xiruo suffered repeated setbacks and was still unwilling to give any benefits to other tribesmen. Instead, he was about to launch a real political struggle: "Send a message immediately and ask the second brother to come back with troops!"

Po Zan's expression changed: "Brother, let the second brother return to the royal city at this time. If the Tang Dynasty takes the opportunity to launch an offensive, Tuyuhun will be gone!"

Zan Xiruo said in a deep voice: "I have thought clearly. Tubo is the foundation of our clan. So what if the Tang people invaded Tuyuhun? Can they rule there for a long time? As long as the situation in Tubo is stable, sooner or later we can conquer Tuyuhun.

If you swallow it again, suppressing Zampu is the top priority!"

After hearing this, Po Zan thought for a moment and nodded heavily: "What the elder brother said is reasonable. If Tuyuhun is gone, we can fight again. The royal city must be stabilized first, and I will inform you right away!"

Brenzan's eyes rolled wittily at the side: "Even if the second brother wants to lead his troops back, it won't happen overnight. What is the eldest brother going to do during this time?"

Zan Xiruo perked up and looked forward to it: "Do you have any ideas, fifth brother?"

Brenzan said: "When I was stationed at the station before, I found that our manpower was too scarce. Even if those divine guards were not lazy, they were too busy. Since the divine guards were selected from the refugees, there are so many gathered in the royal city now.

Why not select more?”

Sitayu explained: "The fifth brother is unaware of something. It is the rule set by my father to seek elites rather than numbers. Moreover, every official divine guard must care about his family. The woman we robbed from Sun Boru

After all, there is a limit, and when their children grow up to become a new generation of divine guards, they will have more manpower."

Brenzanren misheard the key point: "In other words, it is the women of Sun Poru who limit the number of divine guards? Then don't arrange wives for the new divine guards?"

Sitayu: "..."

He knew very well what kind of life Shenwei lived, and he was willing to work hard because he didn't have enough to eat before, but now he could survive after all, and he still had a family, wife and children, and he had a thought in his heart.

If you don’t even send it to your wife, is that too cruel?

Brenzan said: "It will definitely not work in the long run. This is a temporary measure. We will stop when the second brother comes back. We must ensure sufficient manpower in order to deal with emergencies!"

"That's good. I'm upset when I see those refugees crowding the streets. If I recruit more of them, I'll be able to die peacefully!"

Zan Xiruo clapped his hands and praised: "Fifth brother has made many good plans recently, and the future is promising. My family is about to leave the bed..."

After thinking about it, Wolong was exaggerating a bit, so he temporarily changed his words and said: "My family is about to have a baby chick!"

Brenzan touched his head and laughed shyly and proudly: "Brother, you are exaggerating! How dare you do this! Hehehehe!"


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