Dao Fruit

"What? Qiu Yanyan defeated the master of Jiuyun Zhai?"

After hearing the news, Li Kun stood up from his seat. The cup on the table fell down again due to the jolt, and the tea soaked several memorials. The corners of Wang Fu's eyes twitched slightly.

The sound of the cup pouring made Li Kun calm down. He lifted the cup and looked at the wet memorial. He had a headache and subconsciously said: "If there is any news about Qiu Yan again in the future, please remind me first. Put the cup away."

After saying this, he also realized that something was wrong, so he skipped it and asked: "What's going on? Isn't Qiu Yan cleaning the house these days? How can he be related to the master of Jiuyun Zhai?"

The more he talked, the more Li Kun felt a headache. He knew the reputation of the master of Jiuyun Zhai, and being able to defeat the master of Jiuyun Zhai was not something that could be compared to the debate among juniors and younger generations. The impact it would bring was difficult to estimate.

The problem is, Qiu Yan was just about to go somewhere for training, and this kind of news came, which really made him feel difficult.

You must know that he dared to let Qiu Yan, the new champion, out of the capital because although his reputation was gradually rising, he did not yet have authority. This was why he had to work harder to leave an impression of the emperor's power in his mind so that he could control it in the future. This is one of the emperor's mental tricks.

But once Qiu Yan's reputation becomes official, it can't be dealt with so simply and crudely.

The reputation here does not refer to fame in the general sense, but to factors including popularity and authority, and represents a transcendent identity.

Li Kun knew very well that if Qiu Yan's thoughts were united, if nothing unexpected happened, he would definitely become a great Confucian, on the same level as Ma Yang and others.

When Ma Yang left the court and went south, it was not just the emperor's ability, but the combined efforts of many factions and forces, and the power of the late emperor's death that made him successful.

Even so, later on, Li Kun considered the conflict of different opinions and wanted to check and balance the new party. To maintain the imperial power, after much deliberation, I still had to invite Ma Yang out again and put down his body to comfort him.

This shows how difficult it is to dispatch a great Confucian who has gained popularity.

"Old slave just received the news, the details..." the white-faced old man said. Li Kun couldn't wait to say: "Let the person who sent the message come in."

This order was passed on, and not long after, a big man walked in. It could be seen that he was slightly nervous, but he was still calm when he saw Li Kun. He immediately knelt down and saluted: "Imperial City Secretary Zhao Mou has entered the inner courtyard and has seen the emperor." Then he shouted long live the mountain.

This Zhao Mou has no fame, is not an official, and cannot be considered a scholar, so he has to kneel down to pay respect.

"Tell me what happened." The white-faced old man ordered. Zhao Mou nodded and told him what happened in Dafan Temple. It was told from beginning to end, and there were no deviations in many details, just like seeing it with one's own eyes.

"Dafan Temple? Is it a branch of Buddhism that came from the west?" Li Kun obviously knew about this Dafan Temple. "By the way, have you reached a conclusion as to whether those monks are spies from the Fan people?"

The white-faced old man replied in a low voice: "If your Majesty doesn't ask, the old slave is also ready to report back. It has been found out that the three of them are not spies of the foreign people, at least they have not done anything to collaborate with the enemy. Not only that, the three of them also interacted with the monk There was a dispute, but in fact these three monks and the guide who went west were originally from the Central Plains."

The old man's expression remained unchanged when he spoke, but his heart became more and more sad. In fact, this news came more than a month ago. He reported it to the emperor, but now Li Kun has completely forgotten about it.

This kind of forgetfulness can happen to ordinary people, but it has become more and more frequent in the past two years for Li Kun. Even if he takes supplements, there is no improvement. If he encounters such a thing, as long as it is not too important, the white-faced old man will often not say anything. , in case Li Kun is depressed.

After getting the answer, Li Kun asked a few more questions and frowned: "You're so good, why do you want to provoke Qiu Yan? Qiu Yan's talent and learning have been confirmed by many things. When he took the exam in another country, I saw that he was extraordinary. Why? Can’t anyone else see it?”

From this tone, Wang Fu could tell that Li Kun was still optimistic about Qiu Yan and had some criticisms of Jiu Yun.

The white-faced old man said: "How can they know people as well as the officials?" Seeing Li Kun's happy face, he was also happy.

While talking, Li Kun asked Zhang Mou again: "How is the master of Jiuyun Zhai doing now? You said he lost the argument and was carried away. How is he doing now?"

Zhang Mou replied: "After the master of Jiuyun Palace passed out, he was picked up by the students and returned to the study. He successively sought out famous doctors in the city, but there was no improvement. Now he is contacting the imperial doctor from the imperial hospital. It will take an hour or two to get over."

When Zhao Mou said this, he noticed that the white-faced old man was winking at him. He was stunned and realized that it was because Wang Fu was present.

The hidden stakes of the Imperial City Department are so pervasive that even the ministers can clearly detect when they are entertaining relatives and friends in the courtyard at night, who they invited, what dishes they ate, when they started and when they ended, and they are often feared by many officials. He was impeached, but as the emperor's eyes and ears, he would definitely not be abolished. Otherwise, the emperor would really become deaf and blind, and could only rely on the words of court officials to understand the world and make judgments.

From this point of view, the officials and the Imperial City Department were hostile. As the prime minister and assistant, Wang Fu was the head of the officials. When he heard that a scholar-official was being monitored in this way, he naturally could not sit idly by and ignore it.

Sure enough, the man's eyes widened and his face showed anger. He turned to Li Kun and said, "I will definitely impeach you on this matter."

Li Kun gave a wry smile, feeling one head and two bigger. Zhao Mou was also shocked. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he was afraid that he would say the wrong thing and lose his footing.

On the contrary, the white-faced old man shook his head slightly, showing no emotion. He knew in his heart that something happened before his eyes. Even if Wang Fu had no intention of pursuing the matter, he still had to make such a gesture, and he would have to give up afterward, otherwise the truth would be kept.

Similarly, the look in the white-faced old man's eyes was also ordinary, otherwise the emperor might have a knot in his heart when he came back to his senses.

"Forget it, you go down first." At the end, Li Kun waved his hand and asked Zhao Mou to retreat. He comforted Wang Fu for a while, and finally said, "Just now, I was hoping that Qiu Yan would stop making any noise, but now it's good, he Not only did he participate in the discussion of Confucianism and Buddhism, but even the master of Jiuyun Zhai was stunned by his arguments."

At this point, he said to the white-faced old man: "The faintness in this debate may be the backlash of order. I will ask the imperial doctor to come over and have a look later, and then pass on my instructions and express my condolences."

Where is the status and reputation of the master of Jiuyun Zhai? Li Kun is the human master. No matter what, he must express himself in order to set an example for the world. Promote righteousness.

After hearing this, Wang Fu sighed secretly. He knew that after this debate, the reputation that the master of Jiuyun Studio had worked so hard to build would be destroyed. It was hard to say what would happen to Jiuyun Studio as well.

"He Qiu Yan said. There is no benefit in winning, but there is a lot of loss in losing. That Jiuyun is a little hungry and has lost his normal mind. Even if there is no order backlash, the day when his thoughts will retreat is not far away. Now it has become The first whetstone on Qiu Yan’s road to becoming a great Confucian..."

While Wang Fu was thinking about it, Li Kun had already walked over.

"Wang Qing, if something like this happens, it will definitely cause an uproar among the scholars. Letting Qiu Yan go to the local government will inevitably make people uncomfortable. In my opinion, we can only let him serve in the Hanlin Academy first. If you have If you are empty, you might as well go and make some suggestions.”

"I understand." Wang Fu nodded, seeing that Li Kun was afraid of being known as jealous of talents and talents. This emperor still valued reputation very much.

However, when he talked about it later, Li Kun showed an angry look: "However, although Qiu Yan is talented, he is too good at causing trouble. I didn't pay attention to him for a long time, and he revealed such trouble again. Too many people in the Imperial Academy He needs to find something to do in his leisure time!"

As he spoke, he clapped his hands: "That's right. Qiu Yan wanted to organize the military affairs and submitted military strategies several times. It was obvious that he was very familiar with military matters. The military pavilion in the Hanlin Library has not been edited for a long time. Have you sorted it out? Just let him go and learn something by the way."

Wang Fu felt like a clear mirror in his heart. He knew that the emperor was determined to train Qiu Yan and become the backbone of the military reform in the future, but he had no objection and just agreed.

This time you get the prelude right, and this is the end.

………………

"Um?"

When Qiu Yan returned home, he suddenly felt a change in his luck and official aura. As soon as his thoughts moved and Li Gua changed, he understood in his heart that it was nothing serious. Wishes, and the feedback of the Nine Rhymes.

These people's wishes are not generated out of thin air. As long as you change your mind, you can taste the ethereal taste from them, which is similar to the order that the master of Jiuyun Zhai has combined.

The debate ended, and order backfired. The master of Jiuyun Zhai fainted and has not yet woken up. Due to the relationship between cause and effect, this backlashed order is now surrounding Qiu Yan, along with the people's desire to respect Jiuyun all over the world. , also gathered together.

"These people's wishes are sincere, but they are a bit flashy. The number is not large, but it is enough to replenish the consumption of the spirit body for the time being. In addition, the biggest gain is the power of the mantra. The master of Jiuyun Zhai Probably because he came into contact with Buddhism and understood the method of using people's wishes to simulate similar effects. However, this method requires the order and causal connection of this Fangbuzhou to be effective, but it can be used..."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan changed his mind and the people's wishes gathered poured into the soul cave and were transmitted to the divine space.

In the space, divine stars gathered in the starry sky, but at the edge, stars were slowly extinguishing.

This means that one believer is giving up the sacrifice to the spirit body one after another.

When the believers change their mind and no longer offer sacrifices or offerings to the future, the thoughts they have placed on them will slowly dissipate. This is a long process, but I don’t know what means the men of the Lord Chimu used to make it happen. This process was shortened a lot and the divine power in Qiu Yan's body was quickly drained!

Divine power is the foundation of the gods. It is dissipating bit by bit, just like cutting out flesh. It is a torment. I feel that the power is constantly being lost, but I am powerless. However, I still know the origin of the person who caused the trouble. Even the gods will burst into flames. If Qiu Yansi hadn't been able to control the anger and draw it away after absorbing a little of Huo Zheng's magic skills, the anger would have penetrated the divine power space long ago.

Even so, the anger that had been stripped away had condensed into a large group, violent and chaotic, as if it might explode at any time.

Suddenly, the divine pool rolled, and people's wishes poured out, blending into the divine stars, causing Qiu Yan's power to expand instantly. At that moment, he vaguely noticed that there were a pair of eyes observing him from a high place.

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