Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 319 Grain Storm IV

Unknowingly, the time entered June of the second year of Guangxi.

In the hot summer season, the days are long and the nights are short. Before the morning mist clears, a round of red sun slowly rises from the sky. The bright sunlight shines on the campus of Jingpingyuan with intense scorching heat.

"Sweep!"

"Leap into the sky!"

"Cut the horse!"

"Breaking the military!"

Mu Jing was dressed in a strong outfit, holding a dark golden coiled dragon with both hands, and with every move, the dancing tiger was full of power, showing the momentum of killing the battlefield and also giving full play to the advantage of a long weapon.

Practicing martial arts for half an hour every morning has become Mujing's habit. His body has become better and better under the conditioning of Zhang Ning's master, and he has begun to consolidate the inner strength in his body. Give him some more time, and he will be A veritable inner strength master.

However, his skills are not enough, and he can't bear the power of Panlong Lance at all. This is a magic weapon, and it is also a magic weapon. It needs not only strong strength to support it, but also a firm will to control it.

A quarter of an hour was already his limit. After a quarter of an hour, his hands began to tremble, and he hurriedly withdrew his moves, not daring to practice forcefully. He supported Panlong Lance, panting, and asked Huang Zhong next to him: "Loyalty?" Uncle, how do I feel about these moves?"

"You have learned these moves well, and you can play them smoothly, but I feel that the moves themselves are not good enough. After all, Ma Chan is not a long spear, and the long spear's moves are still not suitable for Ma Chan. If you want to fully exert the power of Ma Chan, you need to continue Improve and understand!"

Huang Zhong's tall and burly body stood at the side, watching Mu Jing's martial arts practice intently, and when he heard Mu Jing's question, he nodded to express his approval, and then said.

The lance is a very unorthodox weapon, and there are very few such moves. Now that Mujing is practicing, he adapted it from the marksmanship, but the spear is a spear after all. Although the horse spear is also a long weapon, it is still different from a spear. .

"Your Majesty, wipe off your sweat!" The maid Chun Cha came up and brought up the sweat towel in her hand.

There are four maidservants in Jingpingyuan, spring, summer, autumn and winter. These four are all descendants of Taiping. Tibetan martial arts is Mujing's personal maid and also a guard.

The leading maid is Chuncha, who is sixteen years old, with a pretty face, but her long black dress has a hint of aloofness.

Mujing handed over the Panlong lance in his hand, and the two Jingping guards on the left and right stepped forward to take it, and then he took Chuncha's sweat towel, wiped off his sweat, and glanced at Chuncha's face, his eyes sank: "Chuncha, where's Your Highness?"

"Your maidservant doesn't know!" Chun Cha raised her head and glanced at him upon hearing this, but replied indifferently.

"lie!"

Mu Jing took a deep look at her: "You know where she is, then go and bring her back, just say I let her come back!"

He wanted to marry Cai Yan. In the mansion, there were complaints from all over. The most complained was none other than Zhang Ning's direct descendants. Among them, the four maids in spring, summer, autumn and winter were the ones who complained the most about Zhang Ning.

Mujing knew this very well.

"Your Highness, she doesn't want to see you!" Chun Cha lowered her head and said quietly.

"Didn't you hear me? I said get her back!" Mu Jing said coldly, "In Jingping Courtyard, I have the final say!"

"promise!"

Chun Cha felt a chill in her heart and nodded quickly.

"You just say that I have a little physical condition, forced to practice martial arts, and caused old injuries!" Mu Jing paused, and his voice became softer.

"Slaves cannot lie to His Highness!"

"I was lying to her, not you!"

Mu Jing glanced at Chun Cha indifferently: "Do it!"

"promise!"

Chun Cha was silent for a long time before nodding in response.

Only then was Mu Jing satisfied with wiping the sweat beads on his forehead with a sweat towel, then turned around and left the school grounds, and walked side by side with Huang Zhong on the promenade of the courtyard, while walking, he said: "Uncle Zhong, Luoyang seems to have more and more ranger masters recently!"

This is news from Jing Wusi.

"Ok!"

Huang Zhong nodded: "Recently, there seems to be a lot of masters in Luoyang City. I went around the East City yesterday and found two or three masters who are similar to me!"

"To be able to be in a room with you, even if it is not a martial artist in the Yuangang realm, it is still a warrior who has stepped into the Hunyuan with a breath of stellar energy. These warriors, even among rangers, are rarely seen on weekdays. It seems that this Luo Yang is really real. Became the eye of the storm!"

Mu Jing squinted his eyes, and there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.

On the one hand, it is the order to seek talents.

This can indeed attract a lot of warriors, but not many masters can be attracted. The warriors in the Yuangang realm are quite arrogant, and it is not possible to attract them by seeking talents.

But what Mujing is more worried about is the conspiracy of the aristocratic families. These aristocratic families have too strong background and a good reputation. They are popular in the world of scholars, and they are also very convincing in the world of rangers.

He said in a deep voice: "It is inconvenient for the military to intervene in the matter of rangers, and Zhi Jinwu is unreliable. The Divine Guard is still at Sishuiguan. In Luoyang, I still want you to keep an eye on it. I will let you Jing Wusi cooperates with you, Jing Wusi has recently recruited a lot of warriors from the Qiuxian Pavilion, and they have a little fighting power!"

"Ok!"

Huang Zhong responded: "The same masters, within ten steps, I must have a feeling. I will find a way to find them out, but I can't touch them easily. After all, they have not made enemies with us, so we don't need to make enemies!"

"You can handle this by yourself. I believe in you. In Luoyang City, the wind and rain are coming, so you need to be careful!"

"understand!"

Walking to the entrance of the corridor, Huang Zhong turned and left, while Mu Jing stepped into the wing room, where the bathtub was already prepared, and the little girl Xia Jian was serving beside him.

After taking a bath, Mu Jing came to the Book Pavilion.

"My lord, the court Taichangqing has set an auspicious day, the eighth day of the eighth lunar month!" Hu Zhao handed over a copy of the birth date issued by the Taichang official office: "My lord, I ask you, what's your opinion?"

"I have an opinion, will he listen?" Hu Zhao, who had cast a sideways glance at Mu Jing, asked coldly.

"If you don't like this day, Taichang can change it!"

"Can I change my name on the letter of appointment?"

"What name will it be changed to?"

"How about Mushan?"

"I guess Tai Changqing can't help you with this!"

"Ha ha!"

Mu Jing sneered, his eyes were self-evident.

Even if he doesn't want to, he doesn't have the right to be willful when things are done.

His father's choice was right, and his father's worries were also right. Family background is something that cannot be ignored in this era. With Cai's reputation, it is more effective than his order to seek talents. This is the deterrent force of a great Confucian.

He made a single decision to bring everyone under Mu's command into the capital and became a master, but at the same time he also shouldered too many responsibilities.

The current situation in the capital seems to be peaceful, the Mu family is in power, and they are only one step away from reaching the top, but no one knows how many turbulent waves are hidden in it, and the lives and deaths of too many people are already on the bodies of their Mu family father and son .

Life is actually a process of compromise.

Even if he, Mujing, doesn't like to compromise.

But now he can only compromise.

The blame is to blame him for not being strong enough to do whatever he wants, as later generations say, when you don't have the ability to defy the sky, the will of the universe is irreversible at all, and if you want to defy the sky, you must be prepared to be smashed to pieces.

"Three letters and six rites, the letter of appointment has been issued!"

Hu Zhao glanced at Mu Jing, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the reputation of the Mu family and the face of the Mu family are all on your shoulders now, you can't be willful."

"rest assured!"

Mu Jing said indifferently: "I know the importance of it!"

As a human being in two lives, Mu Jing is Mu Longtu. He is not a simple boy, his soul is an adult soul. When he calms down, he even becomes a little cold, knowing what choice he should make.

"A secret letter from Chang'an!"

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Hu Zhao didn't pay much attention to it. He knew that someone as determined as Mu Jing couldn't be persuaded, so he had to figure it out for himself, and he handed over the second job to be dealt with today. The document, this is Chang'an's secret letter.

"Have you seen it?"

"Look here, Zhang Heng's report, the recent offensive momentum is good!"

"Chang'an is already in chaos?" Mu Jing opened the secret letter, his eyes moved slightly.

"Jingping Commercial Firm added by Mi's family can be financially lethal!" Hu Zhaodao: "A lot of grain in Chang'an market has been taken by them together. Once they win the grain, it is tantamount to dominating the market and controlling Grain merchants, but recently their large-scale purchases have caused turmoil among many grain merchants, and the prices have begun to fluctuate, but I believe that as long as they complete the emptying of Chang'an grain in a short period of time, they will be able to take the lead !"

"It's not that simple!"

Mujing looked at the secret letter, which covered Zhang Heng's detailed process of recent purchases in the market. He read it very carefully, but finally shook his head: "The grain merchants in Guanzhong are just puppets, and the real grain is always controlled. In the hands of a wealthy family!"

Whoever owns the field controls the food.

Most of the fields in Guanzhong are controlled by aristocratic families, a small part is controlled by local gentry, and most of the ordinary people are tenants and long-term laborers, and few own fields.

So the food is naturally in the hands of their family members.

　Tomb-sweeping day started, three days of tomb-sweeping in a row, the first day was pretty bearable, the second day I was as tired as a dog, and tomorrow there is another day, climbing mountains and ridges, so enjoying it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)