Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Chapter 94 The fortune map of the country, the world of great controversy, the world's sensation! (first update)
Hua Wanqiu's sudden fainting caught everyone off guard.

The literary meeting was temporarily suspended, and Luo Yan quickly carried the bride into the house and invited the doctor in.

But soon, he came back alone.

Jiang Taiyuan said with concern: "Luo Xiang, are you okay!"

"It's okay! Go on, don't delay the literary meeting!"

Even though Luo Yan said that, there was worry in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Seeing his appearance, Ying Wuji couldn't help squinting his eyes.

This Hua Wanqiu is really weird, her breath is weak, and her physical fitness is weaker than that of ordinary people without cultivation, but she is not to the point of fainting every now and then. gosh.

This Yuefu poem is nominally a remnant left by Hua Chao's deceased mother, and it was published in such a beautiful way, it should be the time when Luo Yan was emotional.

As a result, when she did it like this, everyone's emotions were disconnected.

What is the purpose of this man?
While thinking, Hua Chao sat down beside her.

Seeing the unstoppable smile on her face, Ying Wuji asked, "Sister Hua Chao, are you happy?"

Hua Chao didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile: "Thank you!"

Ying Wuji waved his hand: "Sure, if it wasn't for your help before opening the bookstore, I don't know where I am now! When you become the boss of Zhou Yuefu in the future, I still expect you to give me some advice." Woolen cloth!"

"Zhou Yuefu..."

Mentioning this place, Hua Chao's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Before she sang "The Peacock Flies Southeast", all she wanted was to go to Zhou Yuefu, so that she could leave the quagmire of Jiangcheng, go to Haojing to become an official, and she could also take care of Ying Wuji.

But now, what she was thinking was that Haojing was thousands of miles away from Jiangcheng, and Zhou Guan couldn't leave Beijing easily, so how long it would take to see Ying Wuji once.

For a moment, she was full of thoughts, she pursed her lips, and suddenly there was an impulse in her heart, she wanted to ask Ying Wuji if she wanted to stay, and if he nodded, she would not leave.

But when he turned his head, he found that Ying Wuji was staring closely at the front.

The second question of the essay meeting has already begun.

It is related to the status of two or even three elite students in the [-]-family event.

Hua Chao knew that this was very important to Ying Wuji, so he sighed lightly, and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"The second question of the essay!"

Luo Yan slowly opened the black scroll: "This topic was drafted by His Royal Highness, Prince Dali. You can use Jiangshan as the topic, and there is no limit to poems, songs, Danqing, vocal music!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present showed contemplative expressions.

The prince has a question! ?
Although the prince seldom appears in the public eye, everyone knows that the actual ruler of Dali is the prince, and the court meeting held once every three days is held by the prince.

In the past, the crown prince was busy with political affairs and had never participated in a cultural meeting, but this time he came up with the theme himself, which is enough to show how much he cares about this grand meeting of hundreds of schools.

and……

If Jiangshan is the topic, then this literary meeting will no longer be a simple literary meeting, and this outstanding work will definitely fall on the prince's desk.

If he can pass this opportunity and let the prince appreciate his ambition, even if he doesn't get the quota of elite students, he can still get the qualification to enter the court as an official.

For ordinary students, this is a great opportunity!
So, there was only two breaths of silence at the scene, and someone immediately stood up, saluted all the officials on the field, and then directly wrote a poem.

A seven-character regulated poem, the rhythm is quite neat, and the words express a strong desire to be an official, looking forward to assisting the prince in governing the country.

It's a pity that the content is a bit empty.

All the officials present shook their heads.

Then one after another came on stage, obviously much more active than last time.

Ying Wuji didn't even bother to look, his eyes wandered, falling on Han Juan and Zhao Qi from time to time.

This Taoist priest with kidney deficiency had been sitting cross-legged just now, leaning his elbows on the table, eating fruit snacks as if no one else was around.

Although he is still in that posture now, his mouth has stopped, and his eyes have also fallen on the stone wall.

This product definitely has a big move to make.

There was also Zhao Qi, who had been sitting upright just now, but now he closed his eyes, thinking of something, he must have something to take out.

Ying Wuji grinned, if he only wanted to fly southeast by relying on a piece of peacock, then he would not be that simple!

Wenhui is getting more and more lively.

The literati in front of the stone wall have come and gone, and there have been many works that can make people's eyes shine, but most of them are in form rather than content, either with empty feelings and actions, or with rhetoric that is difficult to implement.

A few Taoist disciples actually tried to persuade the king through poems, so that everyone in the world should restrain their desires, so that the world will be peaceful immediately, which caused a burst of booing from the students of other schools present, and made them blush and thick neck.

"Fool!"

Han Juan saw another Taoist come down in despair, spit out the platycodon root in his mouth, stood up and stretched comfortably.

The Taoist was a little dissatisfied, but when he turned his head and saw that it was Han Juan, his dissatisfaction disappeared instantly, and he bowed to Han Juan respectfully.

"Ok!"

Han Juan clasped his hands, paid back perfunctorily, and then walked towards the stone wall with lazy steps.

Standing still under the stone wall, he gave a symbolic salute to all the officials present, and then said: "My lord, Han Juan, here is a picture of the prince's fortune of the country. I think it will take up half of the stone wall. The poems on the stone wall, I will Just clean it up first!"

After finishing speaking, with a wave of his right hand, most of the poems on the stone wall disappeared immediately.

His speed was so fast that no one could react, and by the time he did, it would be too late.

All of a sudden, the crowd was excited.

"Where did this Taoist priest come from? It's too arrogant!"

"Why do you erase the poems I wrote so hard!"

"Extremely! My poems are bound to be kept, so they are not mediocre. Even if I can't win the top two, it should be decided by the examiners. Which round will I get this Taoist?"

"I'm furious!"

"Get out of the Wenhui!"

The field was very lively, especially those whose poems were erased by Han Juan, their words were particularly fierce.

In the end, someone suddenly said: "This Taoist priest seems to be the son of the Han family..."

In an instant, [-]% of the voice disappeared.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering if their voices were a bit loud.

Although the momentum of the Han family is not as good as that of the clan and the Wei family in recent years, it is also the third stable family in the Li country. How can they give pointers?
In particular, this Taoist priest is the only legitimate son, and his status is much higher than that of Wei Teng. If this happens to Wei Teng, Jiangcheng will designate him to die in a few days. What if Han Juan is also this kind of person...

Of course, they are not afraid.

I just feel that speaking so loudly is really out of literati demeanor.

Correct!
That's it.

On the main seat, the corners of Jiang Taiyuan's mouth twitched.

This abandoned disciple of Lao Tzu's line is actually so crazy?

Are you from Yang Zhu's lineage, or am I from Yang Zhu's lineage?

He leaned forward slightly: "Han Juan! This essay meeting contains the meaning of competition. It is unreasonable for you to directly erase other people's poems?"

Han Juan raised his eyelids, as if he hadn't had enough sleep: "If this hurt everyone's hearts, then Mr. Han is here to apologize to you, but you don't have to be too angry, because the person who wrote the poem just now , none of them can aspire to the top two.”

His tone of voice always had a weak feeling, and he could not hear the slightest mocking and provocative tone.

But this...why does it sound so irritating?
But he is the son of the Han family, what can people like himself do?

Jiang Taiyuan leaned forward slightly: "Oh? How can you be sure that no one can win the top two?"

Han Juan smiled, but didn't answer right away!
He just slowly stretched out his right hand, and the black cyan zhenqi had already diffused from his fingertips. He waved a few times towards the stone wall from the air, and a few words fell on the top of the stone wall: Map of the fortune of the country!
He smiled slightly: "Because these people have neither luck nor power!"

"Looking at Qi!"

Jiang Taiyuan's pupils shrank sharply.

Hope!
As soon as these three words came out, the field fell into a dead silence.

The art of looking up qi has disappeared in history for many years. The last time it appeared was before Zhou Youwang’s Fenghuo drama, when a yin and yang warlock appeared in Haojing. He told Zhou Youwang that there was a hidden disease in Zhou’s room. It will be torn apart, leading to the decline of fire virtue, and the Zhou royal family will be devastated.

However, King Zhou You didn't take it seriously. In order to prevent his relatives from interfering in politics, he abolished the Empress Shen and the prince. As a result, Shenhou directly colluded with Quan Rong to attack Haojing.

Later, the well-known Ping Wang Dongqian and the two kings stood side by side. Even though Zhou and Wang Shi dualized the administrative sacrifices and kept the Zhou royal family's detached position in etiquette, the hard power of the Zhou royal family was powerless. ushered in a new era of feudal hegemony.

A prophecy.

Become famous in the first battle.

The onmyoji became famous for a while, and became a guest of honor in various vassal states. Although he disappeared later, his legend has always been circulated in the world. It is rumored that he is the founder of the Onmyo school.

As for the Yin-Yang School, what fascinates the most is not the supernatural power of Yin-Yang reversing the dislocation of the five elements.

On the contrary, there is only the qi-watching technique of the ground level. For cultivation, the qi-watching technique can only conform to the yin and yang and five elements, so that it can be in the best cultivation state and position at all times.

But for the dynasty, it is more important than heavenly spells.

"Jiangshan Fortune Map!"

Ying Wuji also twitched his lips, never expecting to see such a thing in a small text meeting.

He turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ning, only to see that her hands were clenched tightly.

With so much concern about the fate of the country, it is no doubt that she is the most valued princess.

My future wife looks so pretty when she's worrying about her career!
Zhao Ning seemed to feel his gaze, and turned around involuntarily: "Brother Ying, what do you see me doing? Look at the picture!"

Ying Wuji twitched his lips: "What are you doing looking at the pictures? Will it affect my food?"

Zhao Ning: "..."

The current situation in the world is indeed not chaotic. Although the Qian Kingdom has the potential to rise, the national power deficit is too serious, and it is difficult to threaten the Li Kingdom in a short time.

Although there is a trend of division within Li, it has been like this for hundreds of years. The clan's strength can still suppress Wei and Han. In addition, there is no canonization of the Zhou royal family. Whoever dares to establish a country will fight together. Even if Wei and Han want to It is impossible to make a big move in a short time.

Qi Guotian's surname has been taken out of Jiang's name and is planning to replace it.

The reform of the state of Chu failed, and the civil strife is being quelled.

Several big countries fell into silence, and the small countries in the middle were worse than the other, and there was no possibility of a big war at all.

Therefore, as long as there are no major problems, Ying Wuji will have absolutely no problem eating soft rice for decades.

Unless the Zhou royal family collapses and completely stimulates the ambitions of the Tian, ​​Wei and Han families, it is possible to cause chaos in the world and kick Ying Wuji's job.

But...is it possible?

Zhao Ning shook his head and smiled, his gaze fell back to the stone wall. Ying Wuji didn't have to look at the fortune map of the country, but she couldn't help but care.

It's just that I didn't expect that this Han Juan was not only a disciple of Lao Tzu's lineage, but also learned the signboard of the Yin Yang family!

"Looking at Qi!"

There was also a hint of enthusiasm in Luo Yan's eyes: "Nephew Han, quickly draw this fortune picture!"

"it is good!"

Han Juan smiled, and the black cyan zhenqi at his fingertips instantly became stronger several times, but the movement of waving his hands to draw in the air was still swaying wantonly, looking extremely relaxed.

Such a superb control of zhenqi made all the masters present startled.

Such a talented person, if he breaks through the womb state in the future, even if the spiritual womb is not particularly high, he will definitely become a first-class master. How did the Han family produce such a freak?

Also, he is still wearing a Taoist robe and drawing this map of the fortune of the country. Does he represent the Han family or the Taoist school?

All branches of Taoism have been hidden from the world for many years, so what is the intention of suddenly intervening in the situation of the princes of the world?
When everyone was hesitating, the stones on the stone wall rustled down, and in less than ten breaths, the world's mountains, rivers, rivers and Luos appeared on the stone wall, and the national border was also drawn, which did not differ from the current situation in the slightest.

Han Juan didn't stop, and with a wave of his hand, a little moonlight rose from the bottom of Moon Lake, and he was extradited to Jiangshan Map.

This is the cultural spirit of Wangyuetan that has accumulated for many years.

For a moment, the moonlight on the map of the mountains and rivers was dense, like chaos descending into the world, without the slightest mystery.

All the people present were staring at the stone wall, waiting for the moment when the answer to the mystery would be revealed, and they didn't know which country the current luck was in.

Han Juan exhaled several times and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his cuff.

It can be seen that drawing this map of the fortune of the country is not a small consumption for him.

He settled down and drew a talisman in the sky. The moment the talisman was formed, it turned into a stream of light and rushed into the moonlight. The moonlight in the sky also rolled and changed regularly.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Yuehua slowly gathered towards the four great powers of Qianli, Chuqi and Qi.

The moonlight in Qianguo is slightly thinner, but it is endless.

The moonlight in the Li country is as strong as it is, but faintly three-pointed.

The interior of the Chu State Office was filled with moonlight.

The moonlight in the state of Qi is like a wave, the front wave is weak, and the back wave is flying into the sky.

It just corresponds to the current situation of the four major powers.

Everyone lamented the magic of the qi-watching technique, but some people still raised doubts: "Han Daochang, anyone with some political opinions can explain the situation in the world clearly. Although your so-called qi-watching technique is miraculous, but... Couldn't it be a trick to fool me?"

"Everyone, don't worry!"

Han Juan smiled, and immediately withdrew his true energy.

Yuehua has completely lost Han Juan's control, but it is still evolving by itself. For a long time in the early stage, the evolution is relatively slow, but suddenly there is a node where three vortexes appear successively in Jiangcheng, Yongcheng and Haojing. They turned into storms and clashed with each other, finally stirring up the moonlight of the entire map.

In just a short moment, the stone wall couldn't bear such a turbulent situation, and the moonlight collapsed in an instant, turning into a little light and returning to the bottom of the pool.

Everyone was shocked. It was fine just now, why did it suddenly collapse?
Even Han Juan was a little dazed, staring at the stone wall for a while to react.

Luo Yan couldn't help asking: "Nephew Han, what's going on?"

Han Juan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "My cultivation base is still shallow. If the luck in the world is running normally, it can be deduced smoothly for a hundred years. But if there is a shocking and chaotic world...it's not like I can handle it now!"

"Shaking the world?"

Luo Yan's expression was stern, and at some point there were beads of sweat on his forehead: "Then nephew Han, the cause of this earth-shattering chaos lies in Yongcheng, Jiangcheng and Haojing?"

Han Juan didn't answer, but just looked at the stone wall with doubts on his face.

Zhao Ning's expression was also very serious. After a while, he suddenly turned his head: "Brother Ying, whether you can hold this bowl of soft rice or not depends on how steady your hand is!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

This country luck map doesn't look like a fake!
After all, Han Juan did all his actions from beginning to end in front of everyone.

There were many officials present, including many people with profound cultivation, especially Jiang Taiyuan, a Taoist master, but Han Juan hadn't even broken through the womb state. If this can hide everyone's fraud, then he can only be said to be a fraud genius.

So……

Assuming that the fortune map of Jiangshan is true, what changes will happen between Qianli and Lizhou, and how will the royal family of Zhou react, so that the storm can sweep the whole world in a short time?
After all, before the big change happened, the luck map had been very calm.

and many more!

Gan Li?

One with the surname of Ying and one with the surname of Zhao are not all descendants of Zhuanxu. Combined with Jiang Taiyuan's dream of Emperor Zhou that he mentioned a few days ago, it seems that everything is connected together.

Ying Wuji's heart skipped a beat, and he felt more and more uneasy. No matter how he looked at it, the vortex of this world of great controversy would be very close to him. It wasn't that he had to develop as soon as possible. When he was almost developed, he should leave this place of right and wrong. .

You must know that these vassal states are like a meat grinder when they are fighting each other. No one below the soldier level can say that they can gain a foothold on the battlefield. Even the soldier level has fallen a lot, not to mention the unprecedented behind. Shocking change.

Ying Wuji doesn't think that he is the son of destiny, even if he is lucky enough to have some "dominant aura", he should firmly believe that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall.

He rolled his eyes. Anyway, there is still a period of time before the big change. It just happens to be able to develop a wave through marriage, and then reach the thirteenth level of spirit, energy and spirit, immediately break through the fetal transformation, and then run away with his wife, even if she is reluctant. Brother Wang and his princess position, he has to find a way to get rid of her...

Zhao Ning was puzzled: "Brother Ying, why are you looking at me like that?"

She shrank her neck, a little worried that Ying Wuji had a habit of cutting off his sleeves.

Ying Wuji shook his head: "Nothing!"

At this moment, everyone on the field looked different.

They were either students from various schools of thought, officials from the Li State, or Yuefu officials sent by the royal family of Zhou.

Seeing such an astonishing scene, no matter which position he stood on, his heart was agitated, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I say……"

Han Juan still looked like he was dying, as if the luck map just now had nothing to do with him. He pointed to the black and white qi on his chest, and said lazily, "This painting of mine should be regarded as conveying meaning." Let's do it!"

Everyone looked closely and found that the yin and yang on his chest were particularly conspicuous.

This is... the luck that belongs exclusively to the Yin-Yang School, and the strands are extremely clear. Although it cannot be condensed into one, it is definitely an existence that students of all schools are extremely envious of.

A work of intention!

Top grade!

Luo Yan nodded: "Congratulations to Han Shi-nephew for making a meaningful work, unless there are three more profoundly meaningful works later on, you must have a place among the elite students of the grand meeting of hundreds of schools!"

Hearing this sentence, the court was completely silent.

The three articles are more profound, are you kidding me?

Although the technique of this luck map is greater than the idea, it is also an existence that is difficult for most people to achieve.

Three more?

The prince was afraid that he would wake up with a smile even if he was dreaming.

A smile finally appeared on Han Juan's depressed face, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you!"

After speaking, he was ready to leave.

But Luo Yan stopped him: "Nephew Han, did you want to draw this map of fortune in the mountains and rivers, or did your master entrust you to draw it?"

This question is very important, because it directly shows whether Taoism intends to participate in the disputes among the vassal states.

"My master entrusted it."

Han Juan didn't shy away from it at all. After speaking, he jumped straight away, crossed the wall and disappeared into the darkness. He didn't have any nostalgia for this essay meeting, as if he came here this time just to give this picture.

Everyone looked at the direction he was leaving in silence.

Taoist, this time I really want to come back.

Jiang Taiyuan frowned slightly, not knowing what Lao Tzu's side wanted to do.

Luo Yan Fuxu smiled, and said loudly: "Writing will continue, who else has a good work?"

The scene was a bit silent, originally there were quite a few people preparing to go up, but when the fortune map of the country came out, everyone didn't know if they had come out of the shock, and going out now...wouldn't that be pure shame?
Furthermore...

What if I had just inscribed the poem, and later a painting would come out and clear the other half of the stone wall, that would be embarrassing.

"Hahaha! Since everyone is so humble, then I will show my ugliness first!"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a handsome young man standing up.

"Mr. Pingling!"

"He also writes poetry?"

"Isn't he here to be the judge, why should he..."

"Mr. Pingling has always been low-key, but this time he made a sudden move. I am afraid it is also a work of meaning!"

"This...then the second question we took part in for nothing?"

Zhao Qi ignored the crowd, just walked towards the stone wall with a smile on his face, and made a bow to Luo Yan and Jiang Taiyuan: "Luo Xiang, Jiang Fuling, I need to clear the other half of the stone wall, do you mind?"

Luo Yan: "..."

Jiang Taiyuan: "..."

Everyone on the field: "..."

Fortunately, I didn't come out just now, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

Seeing that everyone had no objection, Zhao Qi dissipated the true energy in his palm, and the handwriting on the other half of the stone wall disappeared instantly.

Afterwards, someone took out a bronze pen holder with a height of one person, smiled slightly, and jumped up with the pen.

One brush stroke and one ink stroke make mountains and rivers natural.

Under the control of his true energy, not a drop of ink flew out of the stone wall, and the paintings on the stone wall gradually took shape.

In the painting is a river, sand and rocks are flying in the river, and the embankment is nearly a foot above the ground. A discerning eye can see the Yellow River that nourishes the land of the Central Plains.

On both sides of the embankment, countless fertile fields are irrigated.

On the banks of the river, thousands of people cleared the mud.

Two figures stood on the embankment with their backs. The young man was wearing royal robes, but his feet were muddy. It was obvious that he had cleaned up the river himself just now, while the old minister was holding blueprints and was explaining something to the young man.

Zhao Qi took the pen and wrote three big characters on the signature: Jun, Chen, Min!
A trace of fresh air lingered in his chest. Although it was not as powerful as Han Juan just now, it was a veritable Confucian luck.

A work of intention.

Become!

All the officials present showed expressions of astonishment. They did not expect to witness the birth of two meaningful works in a short period of time.

And the meaning is even more clear.

You should be sympathetic to the people.

The minister should share the worries of the country.

Such paintings seem to make people see the revival of the style of Shun and Yu.

Everyone on the field was whispering.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Pingling has such a noble sentiment!"

"Shun plowed the Li Mountains, and Yu cured the floods. Nowadays, there are few kings who can do this. However, Lord Pingling traveled all over the world when he was young, and I heard that he experienced a lot of hardships among the people. On the contrary, the prince has always stayed in the palace."

"You don't want to die?"

"Why do I want to die? I'm not from your country of Li."

"...Your mother is very reasonable!"

"But look at this back, do you feel a bit like Pingling Lord? There is another one, doesn't it look a bit like Luo Xiang?"

"It really is!"

"What is the meaning of making this painting among Lord Pingling? Could it be..."

"He has been dormant for many years, is he finally going to snatch it now?"

"What's the situation today? In a small literary meeting, a map of luck that asserts a great change in the world first appeared, and Lord Pingling jumped out again..."

"Is Lord Pingling finally going to fight for the throne? I am afraid that today will be written in the history books."

"crazy!"

Everyone was a little flustered. They didn't expect to witness the occurrence of historical events in this way.

Even Luo Yan's expression was a little uncertain, and he looked at Zhao Qi with complicated eyes.

Ying Wuji looked at Zhao Ning.

really!

The girl's face was extremely gloomy.

He also felt a little slanderous in his heart, it seemed that there were too many things in the Li country that he didn't know, not only did Lord Pingling have a card in his hand, but he dared to play it so grandly, the Li country might not be at peace.

He smiled: "Hey! Brother Zhao, this Lord Pingling seems to be poaching your prince's corner!"

Zhao Ning snorted: "Brother Ying, this Lord Pingling seems to be kicking your job."

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Ying Wuji stood up.

Zhao Ning asked suspiciously, "Brother Ying, what are you doing?"

Ying Wuji spat and spit out two words.

"Fuck him!"

(End of this chapter)