The position of Taifu is the teacher and assistant minister of the prince.
But having said that, only those young princes who were promoted to the throne at the age of six or seven in the past dynasties would let the Taifu assist the government. After all, the position of emperor is still a question of whether he is willing to return it.
Therefore, most of the time Taifu has a top-notch title, with high officials and generous salaries, but without any real power.
The reason why Jiang Beiran wanted to find the Taifu was also very simple, because the Taifu taught the prince how to be an emperor, and this was exactly what Jiang Beiran needed now.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, would you like me to help you rub your shoulders?"
When Wang Shougui went out to summon Taifu, Kong Qianqian stood behind Jiang Beiran and said.
"No need." Jiang Beiran replied without looking back.
"Then this slave will sing a song for you..."
Just when Jiang Beiran was about to turn around, Mu Yao rushed over and pulled Kong Qianqian away, "Your Majesty, please calm down, it's me who didn't teach Qianqian well."
Jiang Beiran waved his hand, making a driving motion, and then continued reading.
Pulling Kong Qianqian aside, Mu Yao said: "Remember, you can only do whatever the emperor tells you to do. You are not allowed to ask questions on your own initiative. Do you understand? Having said that, you were quite sensible yesterday, so why are you making such a fuss today?
Woke up."
"How can this slave be so noisy~" Kong Qianqian shook her head, "This slave is thinking that the emperor was so majestic and roaring so loudly in the morning. He must be tired, so I want to help your majesty relax."
"You stand quietly there, which is the most relaxing thing for the Emperor. Do you hear me?"
"Oh~" Kong Qianqian nodded, and then stood up obediently.
A moment later, Wang Shougui left and returned, kneeling in front of Jiang Beiran and reporting: "Your Majesty, the Grand Tutor is already waiting outside the palace."
"Let him come in." Jiang Beiran nodded.
"According to the decree."
A moment later, an old man who looked to be in his sixties walked in, but he was very energetic.
"The humble minister Shu Gang goes to see Your Majesty."
"Ai Qing, please live in peace."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shu Gang thanked him and stood up.
Putting "Dian Lun" on the table, Jiang Beiran looked at Shu Gang and said, "Let me get straight to the point, Shu Aiqing, I have never been exposed to the politics of the Sheng Kingdom, and I still need more guidance from the master.
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"I don't dare," Shu Gang said, bowing and saying, "Your Majesty has such a desire to learn, which is a blessing to all people."
Standing up from the dragon chair, Jiang Beiran walked around the table and asked Shu Gang: "Shu Aiqing, let me ask you, did you teach Deng Bo?"
Hearing this question, Shu Gang didn't have much reaction, and still replied respectfully: "It's Wei Chen."
"Does that Shu Aiqing know what exactly Deng Bo committed, so he was...removed?"
When Jiang Beiran said this, he almost blurted out the word "fired". In this world where practitioners are in power, the emperor is almost like a general manager. You can be powerful in front of employees, but when the chairman comes, he says you are exempted.
Your position will be removed from your position.
This kind of impact on three perspectives always made Jiang Beiran feel very inconsistent.
"Reporting to your majesty, even this humble minister didn't know about this. I only taught him eight general studies, as well as the art of self-cultivation such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. In addition, he also practiced historical records, poetry, archery, horseback riding, etc. every day."
After listening to this, Jiang Beiran thought for a moment and asked, "Isn't this the same as ordinary students?"
"Reporting to your majesty, I taught Deng Bo not long ago. Before he could go deeper, he had already ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. I have not taught him any more since then."
During the brief conversation, Jiang Beiran felt a sense of righteousness from Shu Gang, one is one, the other is two. This kind of person generally not only has money in his stomach, but also has never done anything against his will.
Nodding, Jiang Beiran asked again: "If Aiqing continues to teach Deng Bo, what will he teach next?"
"Reporting to your Majesty, you should teach six feet."
"What is six feet?"
"Tao, technique, law, form, momentum, and power, these are the six rulers by which the emperor measures the world."
After chewing through these six words, Jiang Beiran found them quite interesting and felt like he could learn something useful.
"What is Tao?"
"Your Majesty, Tao is the goal, the direction, and the ideal state to be achieved."
"What is a technique?"
"Skills are channels, roads, and ways to achieve ideals."
"Then...what is power?"
"Power is a weighing, a speculation, a comprehensive analysis and judgment of the shape and potential of things."
Seeing Shu Gang's fluent answers, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but sigh that it was better for Aiqing to be old, and those young ones were all idiots.
"Since Shu Aiqing said that the six characters are the six rulers for measuring the world, do they complement each other?"
"Your Majesty is wise, these six words are complementary to each other, and none of them can be missing."
"Tell me how these six words complement each other."
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Dao is the distant mountain that Your Majesty is longing for, Technique is the road that leads to the distant mountain, Dharma is the method and means by which Your Majesty removes obstacles on the road, Form is the form of obstacles on the road of Your Majesty's imperial career.
"Position" refers to the direction and strength of this obstacle. "Quan" refers to the comprehensive judgment that Your Majesty must make based on himself and the obstacle."
After hearing this, Jiang Beiran smiled and said: "If you say this, I will understand that Tao is the purpose, technique is the strategy, and law is the tactics."
"Your Majesty is extremely smart and can understand the essence in the blink of an eye. I admire you."
'Tsk, I have to say, it is a unique pleasure to be flattered by such an upright person.'
With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Beiran said happily: "Okay, from today on, Aiqing will be my Taifu, and I want you to teach me the art of the emperor."
After hearing this, Shu Gang hurriedly wanted to kneel down, but Jiang Beiran held him back.
"Since Ai Qing is already my Tutor, there is no need to kneel down anymore."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Shu Gang bowed.
"Come, Taifu, please come this way. I have many questions that I would like to ask you for advice..."
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In the blink of an eye, half a month flew by.
Fengzhou, Zhangyun County, Duan Town.
"Surround them! Don't let any of them escape!"
"They went up to the third floor."
"Okay! Ruan Ming, lead people to surround this inn and don't let them escape."
"clear!"
On the third floor of the inn, five injured Aurora Sect disciples were doing exercises to heal their injuries. The most seriously injured male disciple took out Jade Dew Ointment and applied it to the wounds, and said at the same time: "Senior Brother Lu, how come there is a Daxuan Master here?"
Masters of the Demon Cult, what the intelligence says is clearly just a group of remnants of the Mysterious Master level."
Lu Ziling first wiped away the blood spit out of his mouth, and then replied with a heavy breath: "Now is not the time to discuss this. In half an hour at most, those demon cultists will definitely attack. Recover quickly, don't wait until the last moment."
I can't even exert my strength."
As soon as Lu Ziling finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound, a hole was suddenly opened under the floor, and a man in green with a Yinfeng Sword in his hand rushed up.
"Set up the formation!" Lu Ziling shouted, picked up the gun on the ground and stared at the man in green in front of him.
This is the man who killed more than a dozen of his junior brothers and sisters in one move. If he were an ordinary great profound master, as a ninth-level profound master, he could barely hold him back for a while, allowing his remaining junior brothers and sisters to escape.
time.
But the strength of the man in green in front of him was probably a fifth-level Grand Mystic Master, and his skills were extremely powerful, leaving him unable to fight back.
"Are you disciples of the Aurora Sect?" The man in green asked, looking at Lu Ziling.
"So what?" Lu Ziling replied.
"You were clearly hunting south a few days ago, why did you suddenly come north today? Who told you I was here."
"We are just following orders. We will pursue wherever the sect tells us to go."
"Oh?" The man in green smiled and moved, grabbing a male disciple holding a sword.
"So fast!"
Lu Ziling didn't even notice the movements of the man in green, and Junior Brother Fang was already lifted into the air by him.
"I'll give you three numbers to think about carefully. If the answer is the same as before, I will break his neck."
"We are really just following orders! We don't know the sect's plan!"
"one."
"Wait, wait, let me think about it, let me think about it."
"Two, forget it, I have no patience anymore."
"Junior Brother Fang!"
Just when the man in Tsing Yi was about to break Fang Jing's neck, his eyes suddenly flashed, and before he had time to react, he felt bursts of sharp pain coming from his body.
Before he could react, a bolt of lightning slammed into the room.
Lu Ziling only heard a "boom" and there was only a vast expanse of white in front of his eyes. When his eyes could see again, the man in green had disappeared, and there was a huge hole in the wall next to him.
"Junior Brother Fang, how are you?"
Lu Ziling, who didn't know what happened, asked loudly.
"Ahem...ahem, senior brother, I...I'm fine." Fang Jing got up from the ground with difficulty and replied.
The moment the man in Tsing Yi exerted his strength, he thought he was dead, but now it felt good to be able to breathe fresh air.
Seeing that his junior brother was fine, Lu Ziling hurriedly ran to the big hole and looked down. In the open space below, he saw a man in white clothed with purple mysterious energy, holding a black sword with azure blue sword patterns.
, which caused the man in green clothes to retreat continuously, and wounds appeared one after another on his body.
"Awesome!" Lu Ziling couldn't help shouting.
At this time, several other Aurora Sect disciples had also gathered around, and one of the female disciples shouted: "It's Wanjun Sword! That person is Wu Qingce, the bodyguard of the King of Hell of Guixin Sect!"
"He is Wu Qingce!?" Lu Ziling said in shock.
A peerless genius who overcame a group of elite disciples and came out on top in the Young Heroes Conference held by the Hidden Moon Sect.
Wu Qingce's name can be said to be extremely loud in Fengzhou now.
"That's not right..." Lu Ziling suddenly frowned, "I heard that he had just broken through to the Mystic Master when he won the first place half a year ago, but the young man in green was also a fifth-level Grand Mystic Master. How could he be defeated by him?
Hit with pressure?"
Hearing Lu Ziling's question, the junior sister who just called out Wu Qingce's name was a little confused: "Yes...it's only been half a year. No matter how talented he is, he can't break through from Xuan Master to Great Master in one breath."
A profound master, I guess...and he can also suppress great profound masters of level five or above."
"Could it be Wu Qingce's master?"
"That makes sense!" Several others nodded in agreement, after all, this was only logical.
While the few people were talking, they saw the black sword suddenly split into seven pieces, four of which rose into the air at an extremely fast speed, while the remaining three pieces surrounded the man in green and attacked continuously as if they were living creatures.
Although the man in green was already extremely fast, he was obviously still a little weak when dealing with the three fragments at low speed, and soon there were more than a dozen wounds on his body.
"I kill you!!!"
Seeing that all the escape routes were blocked, the man in green clothes in desperate situation shouted loudly, and the blue profound energy in his body surged.
"Oops! He's going to fight hard!" Lu Ziling shouted.
Generally, practitioners at the Great Mystic Master level will learn several unique skills that burn their own life force to use in the last fight. Such moves are usually extremely powerful, but after the end, the user will also fall into a long coma and wake up.
It also takes a lot of time to recover afterwards.
"kill!"
The man in green shouted loudly, and the surge of profound energy directly shook away the three ten thousand pieces surrounding him. The Yinfeng Sword in his hand suddenly made a terrifying sound like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
Wu Qingce, however, did not panic at all. He waved his index and middle fingers together and heard a more terrifying sound of thunder in the sky.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
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In the disbelief eyes of Lu Ziling and others, four thick blue-gray lightnings fell from the sky, all of which struck the man in green.
And after the four bolts of lightning struck, another, thicker, purple lightning struck down, steadily hitting the man in green who was unable to move.
"ah!!!"
With a scream, the man in green slowly fell to the ground.
"Huh~"
After exhaling, Wu Qingce shook Wanjun's hand, and the seven Wanjun fragments flew back together.
"Well done." Wu Qingce smiled.
Wan Jun also let out a sword cry, as if in response to Wu Qingce's compliment.
Putting the Wanjun back into the scabbard, Wu Qingce took out a silver trapping dragon rope from the Qiankun Ring and tied the hands of the man in green, then spread out his profound knowledge and looked for other Evil Spirit Cult members nearby.
The remaining members of the Fierce Spirit Sect had already fled in all directions after seeing the ghost generals in the sect being killed. Unfortunately, due to Wu Qingce's speed, even if they were allowed to run fifty meters first, they were all captured.
"Go over and squat."
After capturing the last Fierce Spirit Cult member, Wu Qingce began to count how many people he had captured this time.
At this time, Lu Ziling, who had already arrived in the open space, brought his junior brothers and sisters to Wu Qingce and said with cupped hands: "Thank you, senior, for your help! If it weren't for senior, we would have died in that inn."
Wu Qingce glanced at them and said with a smile: "As long as you are fine."
"Senior, are you here specifically to save us?"
"Well, your hall master received your distress message, and I happened to be there, so I came over. Are all the people from your Aurora Sect here?"
Lu Ziling couldn't help but feel a little sad after hearing this, and replied: "Well... there are only five of us left."
Wu Qingce knew what he meant as soon as he heard it, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
"No, no, no, if senior hadn't come, we would all have died here. How dare we bear your apology, senior." After Lu Ziling finished speaking, he cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what your name is, senior! I'll be able to repay you in the future."
Arching his hands towards Lu Ziling, Wu Qingce replied: "Gui Xin Sect Wu Qingce, there is no need to repay him. We are all working hard for the same purpose, and we should help each other."
“It’s really Wu Qingce!!??”
In an instant, the five people's heads were buzzing, and they felt that their outlook on life had been greatly impacted.