Due to the arrival of Leng Qian, Li Jiang became a big troublemaker and ignored important matters.
He now spends most of his time practicing the "Nine Yin Manual" every day.
As for Zhao Min, Li Jiang did not restrain her. He let her live in the west wing of his courtyard and walk as she pleased. Except that she could not enter the small courtyard of the military base, leave the city, or enter the barracks, and she had two guards, she was allowed to be free.
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Every night, Li Jiang would come out to have dinner with her and chat with her about her outings, including the ordinary people in the city and the deployment of the Ming army.
Li Jiang has carefully observed her and listened to reports from those who secretly monitored her. She is currently at peace in Taiyuan and has not had contact with strangers.
But this is only the superficial situation. Li Jiang is not sure that she has no other means. You must know that she is a "witch" and she cannot be careless.
Since he decided to marry her, he had to eliminate all hidden dangers. This was Li Jiang's decision.
There is also a reason why he practices so diligently.
Because he had a hunch that if the "Nine Yin Manual" advanced to the innate stage of spiritual training, his "Soul Transfer Technique" would probably make a big leap.
Memories can be read unconsciously, and they are no longer distant, even firm memories that just happened.
Maybe it can also invade the minds of innate masters?
After more than a month, the Qi in Li Jiangzhong's Dantian has accumulated less than half, and it will be full in another half a year at most. By then, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes, and he will advance to the innate level.
He had less and less time to leave the confinement, and sometimes he would not come out for whole nights.
The fifteenth year of Zhizheng passed slowly by, and it was already three months since Li Jiang returned to Taiyuan.
On the eve of New Year's Day, Li Jiang briefly left the country to have fun with the people and spent a peaceful evening with everyone. Zhao Min was also invited to attend. Li Jiang did not introduce him and no one dared to ask.
Only the people left behind at the Five Elements Banner had a vague impression that Zhao Min looked like a person, but they couldn't be sure in the end because they had only seen Zhao Min dressed in men's clothing outside Green Willow Village more than two years ago.
As soon as the first lunar month of the sixteenth year of the Zhengzheng Dynasty passed, a piece of news broke Li Jiang's seclusion.
On the fifth day of May, during the Dragon Boat Festival, Shaolin will hold a "Lion Slaughtering Conference".
Li Jiang held the invitation in his hand and sneered and ordered: "Derong, go and talk to Mr. Leng and summon Fan Yao back to Taiyuan in the name of the Military Aircraft Department to report on his duties."
"Yes." Tong Derong bowed to accept the order. After standing up, he asked again: "Second Assistant, are you calling only him? How many people need to be sent?"
Li Jiang was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, he pointed his finger at Tong Derong and scolded: "Derong, what are you thinking about all day long? Isn't Fan Youshi a person who loves military power? He is a person who wholeheartedly serves the good of the Ming Dynasty. He deserves it."
You and I admire you! Just call him and send a military aircraft member to deliver the message quickly."
"Yes, Cifu. But I have to say one more thing, what will happen to the world if Cifu doesn't help?" Tong Derong said with a stick in his neck.
"You, you, what should I say to you? Expelling the Tartars and restoring China cannot be accomplished by me alone. We still have to rely on the strength of everyone. Attributing all the credit to one person is not conducive to unity. Such words will not be allowed in the future.
Let’s talk later!” Li Jiang said helplessly.
"Okay, Second Assistant. I couldn't help myself for a moment, so I blurted out the words from the bottom of my heart. Please punish Second Assistant!" Tong Derong bowed deeply and clasped his fists.
"Why should I punish you? Don't act like a good boy just to get an advantage. Go away and do your work, I'm going to go into seclusion." Li Jiang scolded with a smile.
Tong Derong turned around and left with a smile.
Ten days later, Fan Yao rushed back to Taiyuan in the ice and snow.
Li Jiang left the customs in advance and stepped down to greet him outside the camp gate.
Looking at Fan Yao who was covered in weather, Li Jiang almost shed tears. He ignored the eyes of others and patted the snow off Fan Yao's body with his own hands.
Fan Yao repeatedly refused, but he was not strong enough to defeat Li Jiang, so he could only let him finish patting the snow and then walked into the courtyard with his own hands.
After entering the military aircraft courtyard, Li Jiang, Fan Yao, and Leng Qian went up to the second floor and arrived at the conference room.
They are two connected rooms, with an oval conference table customized by Li Jiang in the middle.
The three of them sat down and Tong Derong served tea. When he was about to close the door and leave, Li Jiang said: "Derong will stay and take minutes of the meeting. Remember, you can only attend and not speak."
"Yes, Second Assistant." Tong Derong responded enthusiastically and quickly rushed into Zhang Jing's duty room. Under the surprised eyes of other Zhang Jing, pen, ink, paper and inkstone were swept away like a gust of wind.
When he walked into the conference room, Li Jiang, who was already sitting on the left side of the round table, pointed to the seat next to Fan Yao on the right side of the round table and said, "Sit there."
Tong Derong didn't dare to say anything, so he walked over quietly and sat down.
After sitting down, he carefully observed Fan Yao on his right and Leng Qian in front of Li Jiang opposite.
Leng Qian still had the same zombie face that had not changed for thousands of years, while Fan Yao covered his face with tea and water, and neither of them said a word to object.
Li Jiang coughed and said, "Old Fan, in addition to calling you back to report your work this time, there is also news that is difficult to put into words, so I didn't say much in the letter."
"Well, I expected it. There must be something urgent! We made an agreement at that time that Shaanxi Bujing would not recall me." Fan Yao put down his tea bowl and said.
Li Jiang nodded and said, "That's true, just take a look." After saying that, he took out a golden invitation from his arms and handed it to Fan Yao.
Fan Yao took it and opened it to watch. Tong Derong next to him quietly observed his expression, and saw that his two missing eyebrows were raised and his mouth was pursed tightly, indicating that the anger in his heart was rising.
As expected, he quickly finished reading a few words. Fan Yao slapped the invitation on the table with a bang and said angrily: "Lion-slaying convention! Xiaolin is so brave! Dare to kill my golden-haired Dharma King of the Ming sect."
After saying that, he stood up, supported the table with both hands, and said to Li Jiang with wide eyes: "The Military Aircraft Department hastily gave me an order. I will send 100,000 troops to rush into Henan and wash out Xiaolin!"
His behavior brought out the murderous spirit he had developed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood for more than a year, making the scholar Tong Derong beside him tremble in his heart and feel a faint urge to urinate.
Fortunately, someone broke Tong Derong's dilemma and prevented him from making a fool of himself on the spot.
Li Jiang whispered softly: "Lao Fan, don't get excited. Sit down first and we will discuss it slowly. Even if we want to send troops into Henan, there is no rush."
Fan Yao sat down and said with dissatisfaction: "Consultant Li, you should have stopped me from going to Henan a long time ago. Otherwise, how would Xiaolin dare to hold a 'Lion Slaughter Conference'? Are they afraid that my Mingjiao's knife will harm them?"
Li Jiang raised his anger lightly and scolded: "Old Fan, don't talk nonsense. The grand strategy is collectively studied and decided by the Military Aircraft Department. How could I stop you? Didn't you agree at the time?"
Fan Yao also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he lowered his head and remained silent.
Seeing that he had stopped talking, Li Jiang's tone changed and he said kindly: "Old Fan, the so-called one moment and another moment. As long as the general policy of overthrowing the Mongolian Yuan remains unchanged, we can also change our strategy according to the specific situation. We can't do that now.
Is there an opportunity for change?"
Fan Yao was overjoyed, raised his head and looked at Li Jiang with hopeful eyes, and asked: "Is Xiaolin's conference an opportunity?"
"It's just one aspect, there are other reasons. Let Lao Leng tell you these." Li Jiang shook his head.