I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

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Everything is a cloud.

Zhang Cheng only felt that this righteous god was in vain. It was pointless to be unable to show his holiness in front of others!

Looking around the field, I saw that it was full of proud people.

Needless to say, in the Book of Changes, Li Xun rose from a declining royal family to a third-rank official, Chen Ying became a successful practitioner and married a sweet wife, Cui Yuan was in charge of the Cui family and became a powerful man, Du Si founded a sect and was known as a little sage...

Zhang Cheng suddenly felt sad that he had no ambition to slay dragons, but there were no dragons in the world to slay.

Li Xun saw that the banquet was suddenly a little cold, so he comforted Zhang Cheng and said quickly.

"Brother Zhang, we have a wish. I hope His Highness King Yan can ascend the throne and become the emperor!"

"Brother Xun's wish is still reliable!"

Zhang Cheng immediately said: "Lao Zhang agrees now and must support brother Xun."

Li Xun emphasized: "I support His Highness King Yan!"

"Yeah, brother Xun has the final say!"

Zhang Cheng nodded repeatedly, thinking that when he seizes the throne, he will show off his magical powers and make you blind!

When the time comes, I have seen the mighty power of the gods, so why not come here to flatter Mr. Zhang, hehehehe...

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but laugh when he thought about what he was proud of.

Cui Yuan tried hard to hold back his laughter and made up his mind to follow Zhang Cheng at any time. He must use his magical powers to record the scene when he became a god.

This image can last for ten thousand years!

The banquet ended hastily, which was quite unsatisfactory.

After seeing everyone off, Li Xun returned to the front office, thought for a moment and summoned his trusted guards. .

"You are all my right-hand man. Now the water in the capital is murky. Do you dare to fight for wealth?"

"Please give me your orders, General."

The guards did not hesitate. They were originally low-level soldiers who stood out from the Qingqiu battlefield. They followed Li Xun through life and death and were loyal.

Li Xun took out a thick stack of letters from his arms, and divided each guard into dozens of letters, with different names and titles marked on them.

There are old princes who have been idle for a long time, there are scholars who are unhappy with their official careers, there are officials who have retired to their posts...

The titles are all kinds of weird, such as grandfather, uncle, uncle, nephew, good brother, brother, etc.

"Send these letters to their homes."

Li Xun warned: "We must find a way to see the owner and hand it over in person without making any noise and attracting others' attention."

"Don't worry, General, we will find a reason to deliver the letter."

They can be selected as personal bodyguards because they not only have martial arts talents, but also have flexible minds.

The patrol camp has the authority to patrol the city. It can find any excuse at will, such as arresting absconding criminals, harboring demons, etc., without attracting any attention.

Li Xun nodded slightly. The letter was not an invitation to revolt.

These people seem to have a lot of energy, but they have no actual power, and they dare not risk the lives of their whole families in order to become a dragon.

The letter stated that as long as they watch from the sidelines, they can use their respective advantages until Li Xun breaks through the palace.

They either voiced their support or secretly connected with each other, using their reputation to win over the people of Luojing and open up a second battlefield besides military fighting.

Li Xun governed the people of Bodhi County, quelled evil cults in northern Xinjiang, conquered aristocratic families to share the land equally, worked with people from outside the region to destroy the demon city, and saw with his own eyes the power of ordinary people.

The Protector Martial Saint seems to be indifferent to the matter of fighting for the dragon, but when public opinion is fierce, how can he sit idly by and do nothing.

"All is ready except for the opportunity!"

…

Cui Mansion.

Once the largest family in Daqian, it is now less than its heyday.

When Cui Yuan returned home, Cui Yongnian, who had already transformed into a clone, had already summoned his clan members.

Even though Cui Yongyuan is the only one left, there are still hundreds of direct descendants of the Cui family. Only two years after Emperor Jingtai's death, more than a dozen of them have already entered the court as officials.

The remaining ones may become wealthy businessmen and provide financial support to the Cui family. Or establish a free academy to recruit students and cultivate supporters for the Cui family.

After the three-thousand-year-old family survived the pain of genocide, they quickly embarked on the upward path.

"I called you here today to announce something."

Cui Yuan sat in the first place, slightly showing his righteous power, but the people below him were silent: "Recall the traveling scholars to support Li Xun, the queen of Zhongshan, and assist in the defense after he breaks the imperial city."

The imperial city is easy to break down, as long as you dare to be the first.

The difficult thing is to hold on, and you need to face all the dragon-fighting forces in the city.

"I will obey the orders of my master."

Everyone in the Cui family agreed in unison. Within a few years, they had been properly managed by Cui Yuan.

Those who were inappropriate were sent to do business outside the territory.

"Father, please go to other houses and bring my thoughts there."

Cui Yuan said: "The aristocratic family has always been one. Since the Cui family supports Li Xun, they should not have other thoughts."

Cui Yongnian nodded slightly. He was originally a first-class scholar and became a true dragon clone. He could easily suppress other aristocratic families.

After the Jingtai dynasty, most of the aristocratic families have declined, but Cui Jiaming has a good reputation and is still the leader.

"The head of the family, His Royal Highness King Zhongshan is good at leading troops and has good relations with the clan, but he has few connections among the officials in the imperial court."

An old man from the Cui family said: "Our Cui family has experienced three thousand years and is the best at being an official. Do we need to make some preparations in advance to avoid having no one available in the court after the event is completed?"

"King of Zhongshan? Your Highness?"

Cui Yuan was stunned for a moment, then realized and said: "The person who ascended the throne is not Li Xun, but King Yan, but our Cui family supports Li Xun."

"clear."

Mr. Su couldn't help but murmured: "Why don't you take off your pants and fart..."

The merit of following the dragon is not as satisfying as coming directly from the dragon, not to mention that King Yan is so powerful that he runs two states and has countless senior officials under his command. The Cui family can only be regarded as the icing on the cake.

On the contrary, Li Xun was left empty-handed and needed the support of the Cui family even more after he ascended the throne.

It's not that Cui Yuan doesn't understand this, but he thinks it's unnecessary. With Li Xun's achievements in conquering Qingqiu and massacring the city and destroying demons, he will definitely become a righteous god in the future.

A mere emperor, the structure is too small!

…

Chen Mansion.

After Chen Ying came back, she went directly to the study.

After talking to his father for a while, he fled out of the city carrying a pound of Ning Shen Shen Tea.

The Tongtian Sword Sect is based in the west of Luojing City, a hundred miles away on the top of a sword-shaped mountain called Tianjian Peak.

It is said that this peak is the ancestor of the Sword Saint. The sword energy that escaped when he learned the sword naturally cut the peak into the shape of a sharp sword.

Chen Ying's flashlight fell in front of the mountain gate. When the disciples on duty saw it, they quickly bowed and saluted.

"I've met my uncle!"

No one in the Sword Sect knows about Chen Ying's reputation. Firstly, he is extremely talented in martial arts and has reached the threshold of being a master at a young age. Secondly, he is engaged to the eldest lady and can freely enter and leave Chunfeng Tower without even being criticized harshly by the sword master.

Such a true man is truly a role model for Sword Sect disciples.

Chen Ying wiped out one or two Concentration Flowers and said: "Take the specialties grown at home and soak them in water to drink."

"Thank you, uncle."

The disciple on duty took it with a smile. As expected, meeting his uncle on duty would be beneficial, and reported in a low voice.

"The sect leader is learning the sword in the back mountain, and the eldest lady is listening to the third elder's lecture on swordsmanship in the front hall."

"Understood."

Chen Ying immediately turned into an escaping light, circled around Tianjian Peak, and landed directly on the back mountain.

The back mountain is a forbidden area of ​​the Tongtian Sword Sect, where the corpses and swords of the previous sect leaders and elders are buried. Only those who have made great achievements will be allowed to come here to learn Taoism and choose swords.

Pei Yu stood at the front of all the tombs, staring at an ordinary solitary tomb.

Chen Ying fell behind him, bowed and said: "My son-in-law paid homage to Mount Tai. Hearing about the hard training in Mount Tai, he specially sent me some concentration tea to relieve his fatigue."

Pei Yu slowly turned around, looked Chen Ying up and down, and nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you have benefited a lot from the Qingqiu Killing. It won't take long for your true energy to condense into the outer scene. Tell me, is there anything you can do this time? What's up?"

Chen Yingzhen said: "My son-in-law just came to visit Master Taishan to show his filial piety. How can I ask for anything?"

Pei Yu waved his hand directly and said: "Then go back, don't delay my sword enlightenment."

"Oh! Don't worry, Taishan. My son-in-law really has such a small problem."

Chen Ying said quickly: "My son-in-law's good brother Li Xun, you have also heard that he will break through the imperial city in a few days and help King Yan fight for the dragon. At that time, he will be targeted by everyone. Please ask Taishan to take action. He will be so powerful that Xiao Xiao .”

Pei Yu is a first-grade sword cultivator with many years of experience, and his strength ranks among the top of the Daqian.

The soldiers under Li Xun's command were powerful and unmatched by anyone in the capital. However, compared to the King of Chu who was in charge of the Demon Slayer Division, their high-end combat power was much inferior.

Lao Chen then told Chen Ying to let his father-in-law get away with it.

"Since the founding of Da Qian, the sect has always been strictly guarded."

Pei Yu said: "It's a good thing if you succeed in participating in the battle for the throne, you won't be rewarded too much afterwards. If you fail, you will be punished by everyone."

"Don't worry, Taishan. As for those guys in the city, not to mention compared to King Yan, they are much worse than Brother Xun."

Chen Yingxin said: "Taishan does not need any explicit support. On the day of the fight for the dragon, just visit the King of Chu to have tea and discuss Taoism. When everything is settled and the King of Chu is unable to save himself, I still have to thank you!"

Pei Yu glanced at Chen Ying. This idea must have come from Lao Chen. He looked back at Gu Tom for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"I can agree, and I hope to ask the Protector Martial Saint for advice afterwards!"

"no problem!"

Chen Ying is very good at this kind of blank check, which is basically the same as next time I make a check.

"When you go back, tell Mr. Chen that I will persuade the sect alliance to support it."

Pei Yu looked at Gu Tomb and murmured: "As the leader of the Yunzhou sect, the Tongtian Sword Sect has been silent for thousands of years. If there is no more movement, the world will only remember Daqian Martial Saint and forget the Tongtian Sword who once sacrificed his life to protect Yunzhou. Holy!"

Chen Ying looked at the lonely tomb and asked doubtfully: "Is the Sword Master Tongtian buried in this tomb?"

"It's just a tomb!"

Pei Yu shook his head and said: "There was once a dragon demon god who coveted Yunzhou. The founder sacrificed his life to fight with him in the East China Sea, and both fell. Not even the inherited immortal sword was left behind."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ying bowed and bowed three times to Gu Tomb.

The Battle of Qingqiu made Chen Ying realize how miserable the human race outside the territory was. The reason why he was able to wander around Chunfeng Tower freely and casually was because his ancestors risked their lives to fight the demons.

"If in the future, we also have such a lonely tomb, thousands of years later, someone will worship it, and it will be worth visiting this world for a while!"

…

Jixia Academy.

Du Si sent a greeting card, and an edict came out to welcome him immediately.

The reputation of Longchuan Du Shouren is already well-known among scholars.

A few days ago, Shanzhang Yan Yuanzheng personally annotated "Ge Zhu Lun", praising its writings and thoughts as a spring of imagination, and exploring a new path for Confucianism.

Since Confucian practice began to rely on being an official in order to make it easier to establish a destiny, it has fallen into huge shackles.

How could the great Confucians not understand that whatever you gain, you must lose something? Setting up a life for an official will contaminate the fate of the country and public opinion. It is similar to the fortune of the dynasty and Shinto, and it is equivalent to cutting off the path forward for Confucianism.

Du Si took a different approach and used bamboo to extend the study of the mind and the treatment of the mind, which is referred to as the study of the mind.

There is no need to be an official, just cultivate a heart without selfishness and material desires, and pursue the way of heaven in all things.

Since this article came out, it first shocked Longchuan Academy, then Wuzhou, and then Daqian. All scholars seemed to have been given a slap in the face.

In addition to being an official, Confucianism has another way to cultivate the mind. It may be difficult, but it does not have to sacrifice the future.

Cheng Jiaoyu, who came to greet him, was astonished by Du Si.

After hearing that Du Shouren had sent a greeting card, he immediately left his students and went out to greet him in person.

"Mr. Du, please!"

Cheng Jiaoyu said: "I read Mr.'s articles day and night, and I had many doubts. I once visited Longchuan Academy, but I regretted that Mr. Zhang was traveling. Today, Mr. Jiang is here, so we can't leave easily. Let's talk about teaching a few lessons to the students! "

"It's what you wish for."

Du Si said: "When the turmoil in Kyoto calms down, I will come to the Academy to stay for a while. I have long wanted to take a look at the collection of books in the Academy."

With Du Si's current status and strength, there is no need to be humble in front of fellow Confucian and Taoists, and he cannot be humble. There are already many scholars who have embarked on the path of cultivating their minds, and they cannot tolerate the patriarch being inferior to others.

Not to mention giving lectures in the Academy, even being the head of the Confucian Academy is more than enough.

"Okay, okay!"

Cheng Jiaoyu was overjoyed when he heard this. Du Si was staying in the academy and could ask for advice at any time: "Mr. Du, come with me. The mountain chief is currently entertaining guests at Mingxin Hall. It should be almost done."

The two of them talked about articles and knowledge all the way, and soon came to the outside of Mingxin Hall, where they happened to see someone coming out.

Wang Bo'an frowned. He wanted to support Li Ze, the son of Emperor Hongde, to ascend the throne. He claimed that since he was a direct lineage and had a long history, it would be conducive to the inheritance of Daqian and he should be the new king.

This was not said to the other people fighting for the dragon, but to constantly sharpen the ears of the Martial Saint who protects the country. Wang Bo'an expected that the Martial Saint was devoted to maintaining the Daqian inheritance, and inheritance by the eldest son was an excellent system.

Wang Bo'an saw the situation clearly. The princes, uncles, princes, and vassals were all scum, while Da Qian was the Martial Saint who protected the country and had the final say.

Wu Sheng nodded, but Li Ze had no one to support him, and the throne was still as stable as Mount Tai.

The result was beyond Wang Bo'an's expectation. The Protector of the Country Martial Saint turned out to be indifferent, even though he had asked someone to send his remarks to the Dragon Protector Division.

When Wang Bo'an's plan failed, he devised another plan and came to his alma mater, Jixia Academy.

At that time, Wang Bo'an was studying in the Academy. After becoming a Jinshi, he served as a teacher. Now, his portrait is hung in the library of Jixia Academy to inspire future students.

As a result, Yan Yuan was just like the stones in the latrine, which were smelly and hard. He said that the academy was a place for teaching and educating people, and he would never support anyone to become emperor.

After all, no matter who becomes the emperor, he still needs the disciples of the academy to serve as officials, so why take the risk to fight for it?

Wang Boan's repeated persuasion failed and he had to leave.

At this time, he had begun to think in his mind that Li Ze was destined to have no hope of ascending to the throne. It was time to change the wall. With the power of the Wang family in the court, he was not afraid that no one would welcome him.

"I've met Mr. Wang!"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice woke up Wang Bo'an who was thinking. He looked up and saw Du Si who was smiling but not smiling.

"snort!"

Wang Boan snorted coldly, turned pale, and walked away.

How could Wang Bo'an not know about Du Gezhu's reputation? Every time he hears someone discussing his article, he can't help but think of the incident of incontinence in the Palace of Supreme Harmony.