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Chapter 876 I only heard that Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, how can there be such a thing as Jing Ke assassinating the King of Yan?
The embassy slapped in the face came to an end, the officials dispersed, and Fang La returned to the backyard.

Seeing from a distance on the martial arts training ground, there is a strong young man with a height of eight feet who is practicing martial arts. A Fangtian painted halberd waved smoke and dust like a tornado, which was extremely mighty.

Fang La stopped and watched for a moment, showing appreciation.

This is his nephew Fang Jie, who is extremely brave and will be a peerless general who will be hard to rival in the world in the future. He has always been optimistic.

In addition to Fang Jie, there are now four generals under his command, Shi Bao, Si Xingfang, Li Tianrun, Pang Wanchun, all of them are brave generals.

However, thinking that King Yan's subordinates were more powerful than clouds, Fang La's eyes darkened again, he stopped watching, and walked quickly into an ancestral hall.

This mansion is only a temporary residence, and this ancestral hall dedicated to the ancestors does not have a tablet dedicated to the ancestors of the Fang family, so Fang La walked through directly and came to a hidden hut behind.

There was no one in the room, only a huge screen divided in two, and a few candles were placed on both sides of the screen, giving off a faintly strange atmosphere.

Fang La went around behind the screen first, and found that there was nothing there, only a few torches. He picked one of them up and lit a candle, then returned to the screen, stood with his hands behind his back, and waited silently.

In just a quarter of an hour, the candles flickered, and a figure suddenly stood up from behind the screen, and an ordinary voice sounded: "Why is the Holy Duke here?"

Fang La said indifferently: "Since Mingzun is well-informed, you should know what I am here for. Lin Bandit's refusal of my envoy this time has something to do with Mingzun's sect. It seems that the hatred between the two of you is very deep, even mortal enemies!"

The figure behind the screen replied: "This person and Gao Qi and Ding Run are indeed in trouble with my teaching, which has caused the exposure of strongholds in various places and suffered heavy losses. I'm waiting for an ally."

Fang La sneered: "Allies? All states and counties in the north have clearly announced that the Mingzun and Maitreya cults are banned. Once found assisting the cults to confuse people's hearts, they will affect their relatives and severely punish them. Isn't this attitude a sworn enemy?"

The figure behind the screen was silent for a while, and said: "This is to blame me for implicating Sheng Gong, but this time it may be the opposite. The king of Yan is afraid of Sheng Gong's power, so he will suppress me and teach him together!"

Fang La was startled: "Afraid of me?"

The voice behind the screen said: "That's right, the Zhao and Song courts have lost their orthodoxy since they wore their edicts. What's the use of Zhang Dun's reunification? Can he reverse the general trend of the world?"

"Sheng Gong knows best that the army's decline in this attack on Jinghu is becoming more and more obvious. The veteran of the Western Army, Zhe Keshi and Zhong Shi, are already at the end of their strength, so there is nothing to fear. , If this army dies again, Zhao Song will be completely finished..."

"On the other hand, the Shenggong passed through Jinghu, and the people's hearts are attached. If the Shenggong is allowed to sit in the south, and the Yan army goes south in the future, the real enemy he will face may not be the imperial army, but His Royal Highness the King of Chu in the south! "

Fang La had to admit that what he said was both insightful and pleasing to the ear, but he was very deep in the city, and he did not show his expression: "If it is true as you said, the Yan army should take advantage of the situation and go south to wipe me out in Jinghu Lake!"

The voice behind the screen said: "Sheng Gong's words are self-deprecating. The soil and water in the north and south are different. In the Jinghu waterway, the Yan army may not have much advantage. How can we talk about extermination?"

"Besides, the Yan army has to guard against the Liao people in the north and the Zhao and Song courts taking advantage of the fire. This king of Yan looks mighty, but in fact he is the most feared by the world. He is under the enemy's back. His suppression of Shenggong just proves that we have chosen the right person!"

"Dragon snakes rise from the land, and the heroes compete for the deer. The one who survives to the end is the real dragon emperor, the Ninth Five-Year Lord!"

Fang La nodded secretly. Everyone knows that Xiangyang is good, but Xiangyang is really not that easy to occupy, otherwise he would not have waited until this time, and after the analysis of the Mingzun leader, he was indeed persuaded by seven or eight points, and took the opportunity to talk Turn around: "I, Fang La, do have the ambition to win the Ninth Five-Year Championship. Since I have taken this path, this King Yan is my enemy and must be eliminated!"

The voice behind the screen understands this hint, and hopes that Ming Zunjiao can carry out the assassination method, but does not think about the strength shown on the battlefield. If he can assassinate, Ming Zunjiao might do it when he was the head coach Let alone becoming King Yan now...

It's hard to answer, and I can only pretend that I didn't understand: "My teacher should help me to help the great cause of Shenggong!"

Fang La really thought about Jing Ke's method of assassinating the King of Qin, but he didn't get an answer. He was displeased, but he began to promise: "Your teaching has helped me a lot. After the great Chu is established, this king will make your teaching a state religion, just like Buddhism. Like Taoism, a temple is erected openly to worship King Ming."

The figure shrinks down, as if bowing down: "Thank you, His Royal Highness Chu!"

Fang La waved his hand: "Go ahead if you have nothing to do!"

"The minister is leaving!"

The figure seemed to bow again, and the candle was slowly extinguished, and there was no movement behind the screen.

Fang La paused for a moment, then turned and walked out. When he walked from the dark room to the sunlight, there was a hint of murderous intent in the corner of his eyes, but he quickly restrained himself.

He likes to use religious methods to strengthen the loyalty of the generals under his command to him, but he is extremely afraid of the Mingzun religion's bewitching of the people. If the subjects all believe in that Ming king, wouldn't he want to be restrained by him?
Of course, we still have to endure it at this stage. Among other things, Ming Zunjiao persuaded the Xidong Yi people to join him and use them. This is the key help, and there are still many reliances.

Even if you want to ban Mingzun's teaching, you have to achieve a great cause, let's talk about securing the throne.

However, everything is forewarned, and if not forewarned, it will be abandoned. Before that, we still have to make preparations, such as recruiting more heretics, and first breaking the way of meeting with gods and gods.

As for this matter, Fang La felt that he was lucky.

Because just a few hours later, when Wang Yin came to report the military situation, he heard the question from the Lord, and replied: "I recommend a man named Zheng Biao, from Lanxi County, Wu (wù) Prefecture, to worship in Jinhua, the blessed place of Daomen. Under the mountain gate, I have learned a good skill, and I came to vote for Shenggong not long ago and became a general, but our army is mainly defensive, and has not made any meritorious service yet!"

Fang La was not in a hurry, and asked, "What is this person's means?"

Wang Yindao: "There is a divine law to protect the body. Wherever there is a fight, there must be clouds and air to accompany him. Now the army calls him a 'Shenjun', but this person knows the etiquette. He says that the Holy Duke is above, and he absolutely dare not have this title!"

Fang La was very satisfied when he heard it. Those who do not rely on Taoism and still bow their heads to the superior are the subordinates he wants: "This person is polite, and I must not be rude. I will recruit him. Do not bury talent."

Not long after, Zheng Biao was brought over. He was also tall and big. He loved to practice sticks since he was a child, but since he learned Taoism, he saw a light body when walking, and he was even more cloudy. He directly bowed down and said excitedly: "The last general pays homage to Shenggong, and today he can see Tianyan, what a blessing for three lives!"

Fang La smiled slightly and said: "Your Excellency, I think I have seen that Daoist Daoist before, so my words are exaggerated!"

Zheng Biao immediately said: "It is not an exaggeration at all, my master is indeed a fairy, with a demeanor, but the holy man and the tiger are on the dragon's plate, and he is the hero of the king. Seeing him today makes me happy in my heart and cannot be restrained." !"

Fang La wanted to restrain his emotions in front of Mingzun, but now he didn't want to be patient, he laughed: "General Zheng is quick to speak, when I become queen, would you like to lead the imperial army and be the commander of the king's guards?"

This was prepared to be cultivated as a confidant, and Zheng Biao was overjoyed and bowed down immediately: "I will protect His Highness the King of Chu, and I will not hesitate to die!"

"Get up!"

Fang La helped him up, and first asked about his family's situation, parents and relatives, whether he had married offspring, etc., and finally said: "General Zheng is accompanied by clouds and is praised as a 'God King'. I wonder if there are other ways. Magic means, let me open my eyes?"

Zheng Biao immediately performed Taoism.

Fang La watched carefully, but felt a little disappointed.

Because this person's method is still obviously based on martial arts, supplemented by Taoism, which is far from the kind of master of Taoism he imagined.

Zheng Biao soon found out, showing shame: "I made Shenggong laugh. I have only studied art with a master for three years, and my cultivation level is only at the bottom of the school. If the master said that I am not destined to die, is it true?" It's time to go down the mountain..."

As he said that, he showed yearning: "My master is the most outstanding person in the contemporary Shimen, especially he has a 'Xuantian Hunyuan Sword', which can fly a hundred steps to catch people, unpredictable , no matter how strong the martial arts are, they cannot be guarded against, that is the real master!"

"Flying sword to take people?"

Fang La thought of hinting that Ming Zunjiao would assassinate the King of Yan before, and the other party should not, but when he heard the hundred-step flying sword, his eyes lit up: "In that case, can you please ask the master to come out of the mountain and help me? , I will definitely worship him as a celestial master!"

Zheng Biao showed hesitation, obviously not sure, but under Fang La's eager attention, he still nodded and said: "The Holy Duke has an order, so I should obey it. I will pass the book to the door, and invite the master to come out of the mountain!"

Fang La nodded happily.

Now his reputation is gradually spreading in the south, with Ming Zunjiao attached and Jinhuashan disciples taking refuge, naturally more strange people and strangers will join in and accomplish a great cause together.

Sure enough, this time his fortunes turned around, only a few days later, just after lunch break, Zheng Biao came to him and told: "Sheng Gong, the master has replied, the master is in retreat to comprehend the law of the heavenly general, and he cannot escape, but I My uncle happened to be traveling around the world, so he came to help, and the master specially lent the 'Xuantian Hunyuan Sword'!"

Fang Laxi said: "Quickly please... no, I will personally meet such an expert!"

In his mind, he remembered that when Prince Dan of Yan met Jing Ke with courtesy, he immediately ran out to meet him without even having time to put on his shoes.

When he arrived outside the mansion, he saw a Taoist with fluttering sleeves and two swords on his back, his temperament was dusty, and when he came in front of him, he just turned around and saluted smartly: "Poor Daodong Yunzi, I have seen Shenggong! "

(End of this chapter)