"The right to comment on this Yellow River main competition has been won by the Tianheng Arena and the Canglang Arena."
The more Jia Fugui thinks seriously, the more he likes to do other things. Being busy is his way of thinking, so he writes a letter to Zhao Tiezhu right now.
Tianheng Arena was a business he had done after he was released from prison. From the Pei family of Zhengtian Mansion, he bought a lukewarm field at that time from the hands of "Tianheng", and changed its name to "Tianheng". In just one year, he flew wildly and expanded rapidly... and bit the big pie of the Yellow River Association.
Zhao Tiezhuling replied with a wake-up call: "This commentary is over, so I will go to visit Mr. Huang with good wine."
Squeezing out the "Yanfeng" of Chu and the "Zhengwu" of Wei is a tacit understanding between "Tianheng" and "Canglang". After this Yellow River Meeting, the most resounding sign in the arena in the world will be these two.
Zhao Tiezhu's letter said again: "Brother Fugui, don't worry. The two brothers colluded with each other and colluded with each other, and sooner or later to reach the top of the world!"
The stadium echoed the golden voice of the young master of Yingyang Mansion: "The next game is really amazing. The first player to appear is called 'Wen Yong'. This person is not simple. When it comes to the surname 'Wen', what do you think of? Haha, you must have guessed wrongly, it has nothing to do with Qiantang--"
The relevant information about the name "Wen Yong" flashed through his mind, and Jia Fugui's thoughts flew around. He didn't care, but he was used to thinking.
The Central Dajinggui is the best in the world, and there has never been no information from regional powers such as Song.
Jianxin Wenlong Yin Wenhua's cousin, former genius of the country, Yin Wenyong, who was preparing to represent the Song Dynasty to play in the inner court of the Yellow River Association, chose to abandon his surname and leave the country, and obtained a preliminaries in his personal name and participated in the competition in the Yellow River...
After losing national support, family resources, and leading the team before and before the game, they were beaten to the loser's game with their own efforts and talents. This probably shows what "a heart is higher than the sky, and life is thinner than paper".
Thinking about this name passes by now.
He has mastered the Five Classics and mastered all six arts. It is said that Tatsumi Wu, who has touched the threshold of the cave truth... came here to see who?
And I was hiding in the illusion of Taixu, and I never came to the Yellow River arena in person—
The Song Dynasty, which was traditionally inspired by the Mohist craftsmanship, was not willing to invade life by the Mohist genius, and there was no spiritual mirror sky curtain in China. Apart from the Yong Kingdom, only those big countries had this thing. After all, the cost was high, and the cost of the Yellow River event was even more expensive.
Of course, it is better to say that it is not so vigilant against the Mo family or short of money, the Song State does not believe in the power of the civilians and does not care enough about the needs of the civilians.
This country is "the world of scholars and officials". Although it is said that "water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn the boat", and everyone advises the king to "love the people and care for the people", it is also a top-down perspective. It has never truly equalized the people and puts himself in the shoes of others.
What the king cares about is scholars. The people use it like grass and write it on paper, which is called "the most important thing in the world".
In fact, even if you don’t buy the spiritual mirror sky curtain, you will not be embarrassed to be able to do similar projects. No matter how rich the treasury is, the enjoyment of those princes and nobles is not lacking. In June, a very elegant "Qu Shui Liushang" was held. The treasury paid, gathered a group of noble families in Shangqiu City and some so-called famous scholars to raft on the long river to write poems. A special circle of a water area, a boat banquet was held, and the river platform was viewed from afar, and a wine was served to fight poems with the upcoming genius drama.
It is called "The deer sings on the Yellow River, and congratulates the aura of flowers as soon as possible."
Of course, the fuck can only be "congratulations early". By July, the Yellow River Meeting has begun to prepare, so there will be no wallets here.
Jia Fugui, who returned as scheduled, not only knew these things about Song State, but also knew very well what Wei State was doing during the same period of time. He led the team of Yan Shaofei, who represented the country in the Yellow River Association, sent all the contestants, including Luo Yuan, to the underworld to train and fight with ghosts and gods. He used military training to temper the genius, and the expenses consumed were included in the military budget, and the overall expenses were similar to those of Song State's "Qushui Liushang".
At that time, I thought that the Song court had given up the Yellow River Association at all and planned to rely on Confucian relief in the future. When the world was the generals, they would go to Shushan to support their elderly care... After Chen Yanxun was born, the Song court, who had a lot of calligraphy and a lot of silk and bamboo, showed a sense of leisure in his heart.
The various glitzs in the early stage, under the dazzling performance of the national genius, showed unfathomableness, and had a sense of déjà 'the overall situation is ingrained, showing others as weak'.
The just-concluded showdown is Jiang Anan vs. Duan Qifeng, Liguo. So is Tatsumi coming to observe his son's defeated general?
The daughter of a daughter who has not experienced setbacks is resentful of the failure of the first battle. After obtaining the challenge qualification, she will challenge Chen Yanxun again - this is a very reasonable plot.
Although the fighting talent shown by Chen Yanxun probably does not require pre-match guidance, as his father, Tatsumi Wu, it is normal for him to care like this.
But... I always feel something is wrong.
It’s not that something is wrong, but that I seem to have missed something.
This important feeling comes from the spiritual awareness of [Tianji]!
The core magical power belonging to Jia Fugui is annotated in "Chao Cangwu" that "must win the secrets of heaven."
It allows Jia Fugui to often grasp the best choice under the secret of heaven in battle. But its power is not only reflected in battle.
Jia Fugui understood that he had already obtained the secret of heaven, but he needed to figure out what the secret of heaven was - what he saw and heard today, and what exactly was the key to God's metaphor.
Ordinary people, even if they are covered with dust in their naked eyes, they cannot grasp the secrets of heaven. Even if they have supernatural powers, they must be clear-headed and guard the spiritual treasures so that they can remain in the "turbid sea of ​​red dust".
He might have figured out more clearly that in this Yellow River meeting, besides the ownership of the leader, the confirmation of the status of the aquarium, and the unity of all the worlds, what else can be important enough to cause the occurrence of the secret of heaven?
Or is there anything else that can be related to yourself who is out of the way?
After the last glance of crossing the flame bronze door, Jia Fugui saw that the next game had begun. Wen Yong flew up high like a thin-winged bird. Opposite Wen Yong was a man named "Xiongwen", with an ordinary name and an ordinary appearance.
Ninety percent of the key to this metaphor of the secret of heaven falls on Chen Si and Wu.
But during the Yellow River Meeting, what can a Tatsumi Wu who doesn’t appear or even go to the watch the river platform to affect?
He stepped through the bronze door where the flames were still shining, and left the quiet room where sandalwood was floating quietly behind him.
Jia Fugui, who left the competition field, also left Taixu Illusion Realm directly.
The two sides of the virtual and the real ones are the ancient wood carving doors that are inconsistent with his shoulders.
The vertical banner with the four big words "Still water flows deep" is just separated by a door, and it seems to have become an ancient pond with a faint sound of turbulent water.
A long picture spread out on the desk, saying: "Who is in the mountains? Things have gone through the spring and autumn."
The ink color has condensed.
The man who walked out of the quiet room was once again the disciple of the Dongtian Master, Chen Suan, who had a lot of graves and valleys.
The sky is too hot and the wind is dull.
The Taoist robe was swallowing and spitting out its vitality, and Chen Suanbu was born in the clouds.
In the city of Tianjing where every inch of land is valuable, the East Tianshi Mansion has a vast vastness that makes people lose their way.
Some people kept coming up and leaving, and they took away his instructions from the coming and going. They were busy and orderly, and this precise and natural rhythm ended abruptly when Chen Suan frowned.
He held the jade stamp in his hand and handed it back: "Make another one."
The subordinate, who looked smart, dared not question at all, and then wanted to retreat.
Speaking of which, Su Zhenhai, who was born in Zhongshan Kingdom, was also his junior brother from Penglai Island. He was also one of the first people to surrender to him and look for opportunities after he was "released from prison".
Chen Suan sighed and finally mentioned: "This is the second time you have been remade. Do you know why?"
Su Zhenhai has a very smart appearance, his eyes always roll around, as if there are many ideas coming out at any time. But he didn't show off in front of Chen Suan, but just lowered his head and said, "I didn't do it well, which made the gentleman disappointed. When I go back, I will definitely find out my shortcomings and do things better."
"Your advantage is that you are smart, your disadvantage is that you are not smart enough."
Chen Suan looked at him: "What I want is not the proof that you think she is fine, but the proof I find is fine."
"It's not that I think she has a problem, I'll give me a clue about her problem."
"What I want is all the experiences of this woman Bian Qian on the grassland. It's 'all'. You don't need to filter it for me, do you understand?"
The hairpin that was horizontal on Chen Zhenren's head was the square-outai sword with a sheath. It looked dirty but lived in the black hair color.
Su Zhenhai buried his head: "I will remember that I will not commit it again in the future."
Chen Suan didn't say anything and continued to move forward.
The Jing Kingdom is very big and there are many hills. Even this Dongtianshi Mansion has a surname of "Song" but not "Chen".
After being imprisoned for five years, the people who had been around him couldn't help but go their separate ways. After coming out, there were not many people under his command, and they still had to teach them one by one...
These are not problems. Problems that can be solved with a little more effort are already an easy part of life.
Of course, people who don’t even realize this are easy enough.
After walking through the corridor a few more steps, I walked to the familiar pavilion.
It was here that time that Jiang Wang sent him to Taixu Prison - there was no real prison at that time, but he specially created a quiet room for him as a prison.
Speaking of which, he is also the "creation of the world" in the illusory realm.
Zhao Tiezhu also said that with this qualification, he might be able to compete for the next Taixu Pavilion membership.
Chen Suan walked over calmly and sat down to continue the unfinished game of chess - this game of chess hides its power and draws its fate. Bai Zi seems to have entered a desperate situation, but there are endless changes and is ready to go.
If Jiang Wang was present, he would remember it, of course he might not remember it either - this was the game of chess that he walked into the Tianshi Mansion and stretched out his hand to brush the chaos.
Now it's still a good boy, and I stop here without a single step.
Just like the man named Chen Suan, who has been stagnant for five years in this world.
After he was released from prison, he had been active for another year before he came back to play this game of chess.
Dongtian Shi Song Huai was sitting opposite him.
No matter how things change in the world, the master is always waiting for him.
"Only by pursuing the world, you will lose the situation." Time did not leave any traces on Song Huai's face. His wrinkles did not increase or decrease, as if they had solidified into traces of Tao. If you look at it carefully, there would be a Taoist rhyme.
At this moment, he spoke calmly: "It's been six years. Have you figured out how to solve it?"
Chen Suan was silent for a long time and said, "I have memorized it."
To be continued...