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"Heaven, Earth, Black, Yellow,
The universe is primitive.
The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, and the stars are lining up. "
When he left the house, the Jia Xie looked at him as if he was a hero. The Jia Lian didn't take it seriously. Only when he went to class did he realize how accurate his stupid brother's intuition was!
It wasn't Wang Yi who taught him,
Wang Yi went to the morning court. It was the Wang family's butler, Uncle Wang, who Wang Yi specially left behind to teach him.
Uncle Wang first asked the Jia Lian to recite and talk about his understanding of the Three Character Classic,
After learning about the Jia Lian's current study progress,
Uncle Wang used the whole morning to let the Jia Lian memorize the last few sentences of the Three Character Classic that the Chang Clan hadn't had time to teach him,
After explaining the Three Character Classic once,
He asked the Jia Lian to copy the Three Character Classic.
The Jia Lian was talented. Although he didn't have a photographic memory, he was still a little genius who could remember it after reciting it two or three times.
In terms of writing,
After Uncle Wang "completely" corrected the way he held the brush, his handwriting could be considered decent compared to other children of the same age.
Why did the Jia Lian, who was still jumping around under the Chang Clan's kind words,
Why did he make good progress under the guidance of Wang Yi's butler?
It was all because of one thing!
Uncle Wang pursued a stick education!
A filial son was born under a stick, and a strict teacher produced a brilliant disciple.
There was no need to say anything,
He just smiled and played with an iron ruler. Every time the Jia Lian memorized a word wrong, he would hit the palm of his hand.
What made the Jia Lian the most painful and hateful was that Uncle Wang hit his palm and specifically hit his left hand,
He said that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to write if his right hand was swollen!
QAQ Baby felt bitter in his heart,
But it would be strange if Baby didn't say it!
"Master!!"
When he saw Wang Yi, who had specially gone home for lunch and to see the results of his disciple's study,
Just like that, he gained a disciple whose eyes were brimming with tears of excitement.
"What's wrong?
With such a lifeless appearance, how can Master take advantage of this time to teach you martial arts!?
Wang Yi naturally knew what had happened to her disciple, but she accepted her disciple's warm embrace with a clear conscience, and even deliberately teased her.
Whoosh!
Jia Lian's eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately put aside all thoughts of complaining to Ye Qingtang.
There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
"Master, hurry up and teach me!
Hurry and teach me!!
The Jia Lian looked at Wang Yi with longing eyes as he tugged at his scarlet robe.
"Alright, Young Master, Master hasn't eaten yet.
Uncle Wang, who was almost accused, looked disapprovingly at the Jia Lian's hand that was grabbing Wang Yi's official robe.
The Jia Lian reflexively put down her hands and smoothed out the creases that she had accidentally made.
Wang Yi smiled but said nothing.
No wonder he had specially arranged for Uncle Wang to be in charge of temporarily teaching his disciple when he went to the morning assembly.
Wang Yi would never let his disciple know that when he was young, his father was busy, Uncle Wang had also used this method to teach him.
Of course, he would never admit that he had arranged for Uncle Wang to "carefully" teach his disciple because of his narrow-mindedness.
As Master and disciple, they should share blessings and misfortunes together!
Moreover, Uncle Wang's original name was Hua Lu Xing.
Defeating armies and encountering Hua Lu Xing could generally turn the trouble into a favorable one. Even if it was something that could not be changed by human power and was destined to fail, after experiencing setbacks, it could instead create a new situation and obtain a better situation.
Therefore, Wang Yi absolutely!
Absolutely!
He did not arrange for Uncle Wang to "teach" his disciple because of his narrow-mindedness!
While Wang Yi was eating, he pointed at the weapons that were densely packed in the hall, which were comparable to a martial arts practice field. He said, "Go and see what you like. Whichever you like, Master will arrange for someone to teach you."
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The Jia Lian felt that there were too many things for his eyes to take in. He had never seen most of the weapons before.
Uncle Wang had arranged the positions of the weapons well. The eighteen types of weapons were arranged in order from left to right.
On the first row of weapons on the left, there were Green Dragon Crescent Blade, Three Pointed Double-Edged Blade, Phoenix Beak Blade, Flying Blade, Eyebrow Blade, Bent Blade, Halberd Blade, Brush Blade, Single Blade, etc. On the second row of weapons, there were Single Sword, Double Sword, Short Sword, Great Sword, Scabbard Sword, Male and Female Sword, etc. On the Halberd Rack, there were Single Halberds with long poles and Double Halberds with short handles.
Halberds were further divided into Square Halberds, Green Dragon Halberds, Snake Dragon Halberds, etc.
Just like when Wang Yi first asked the Jia Lian, "Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, hammers, boring lances, clubs, crutches, shooting stars, which one do you use?"
He had brought out all the weapons for the Jia Lian to choose.
Of course, as a true scholar, these weapons that could cut through hair and cut through iron like mud were naturally provided by his unnamed disciple, that is, his eldest disciple, Emperor Wen Of Zhou, out of friendship.
Later on, the masters who taught the Jia Lian martial arts would be found by his "eldest disciple" (Jia Xie stories), who were experts in the imperial palace or imperial bodyguards.
Wang Yi, the master, would focus on teaching his disciples economic and military strategy, interpersonal relationships, and loyalty to the emperor and patriotism.
The Jia Lian looked at this weapon, touched that one, and looked at another with longing in his eyes.
For a moment, he was dazzled by the choices.
Wang Yi and Uncle Wang didn't pay much attention to him. They just smiled and hurried to eat. After the lunch break, he still had to return to the cabinet to work, while the other kept picking food for his hard-working master.
The chopsticks accurately picked up a piece of green rape.
Wang Yi lowered his eyes and pretended to put the bitter gourd in his hand into his mouth. He deliberately held up the bowl, not leaving a trace of space for the shiny piece of rape to enter the bowl.
Uncle Wang also didn't urge him. He smiled and waited with the rape in his chopsticks, looking like he was going to eat it no matter what.
But Wang Yi didn't seem to notice that Uncle Wang was still holding up his chopsticks. He concentrated on chewing the piece of bitter gourd in his mouth, as if this piece of bitter gourd was particularly delicious. He slowly tasted it with relish.
"Hey!"
Unaware of the secret confrontation between the two behind him, the Jia Lian suddenly seemed to be called by something. He put down the snake spear in his hand and walked past the various weapons.
On the right side of the spear rack, there was a one zhang long spear. The spear was engraved with a fire dragon's head, and the spearhead was shaped like a dragon's tongue.
It was placed among the different long and short spears. Not only was it not covered by the other long and short spears, but because it was placed among these long and short spears that were shining with cold light, it unscrupulously highlighted its agile, flamboyant, and scorching side.
"Master, look!
Look quickly! "
Although the spear was heavy, the Jia Lian could lift it with his innate strength.
With a red face, he supported it with his shoulder and moved step by step toward Wang Yi.
Wang Yi, who was fighting with Uncle Wang, was distracted for a moment. Uncle Wang, who had seen through his flaw, reached out his chopsticks and successfully put the rape into his bowl.
Uncle Wang smiled. Little guy, you still want to fight with me!?
Wang Yi wanted to cry but had no tears. He hated eating rape the most since he was a child. What was so good about the strange taste!??
But after being taught by Uncle Wang for many years, Wang Yi had developed a good habit – food was not easy to come by. The food in the bowl must be eaten cleanly.
Wang Yi was helpless. He could only roll the rape into a small ball, pick it up with his chopsticks, and swallow it into his stomach with a painful expression.
Unconsciously trembling, Wang Yi "fiercely" stared at the Jia Lian. If it wasn't for this stinky boy shouting for no reason, would he be distracted and let Uncle Wang succeed?
Would he still need to eat this "poison"?
However, when his eyes touched the long spear on the Jia Lian's shoulder, he was startled.
"Master, I like this spear!
I want to learn this! "
Jia could not help but caress the body of the spear. Although its appearance was blazing hot and its imposing manner was oppressive, he could feel the sorrowful cry coming from this proud spear, emitting a kind of intense sorrow.
When his little hand touched the body of the spear, he felt the momentary excitement and joy of the spear, and he couldn't help but laugh.
But soon, it continued to be sad.
The Jia Lian didn't understand why it was so sad. His clever little brain turned, and he guessed that it was because he didn't know how to use the spear, and felt that he was useless (Jia Xie often lamented in front of him), so it was unhappy.
Therefore, the Jia Lian made up his mind to learn how to use the spear well.
"This spear..." Wang Yi looked at the long spear that had left a deep impression in his mind and sighed.
Was it really God's will?
He stared at the long spear with a complicated expression.
"Lian'er, do you really want to choose this spear?"
Wang Yi stared at the Jia Lian's eyes with a dignified expression. He didn't even call him disciple.
The Jia Lian felt that the spear he chose seemed to be very extraordinary, but he didn't have the slightest intention of backing down. He nodded heavily and said resolutely: "Master, I only want this spear. I don't want anything else!"
"Yes."
"What if you can't learn it well or don't have talent?"
Wang Yi asked slowly.
"Then I'll continue to learn it!
I'm a real man!
If I can't learn it in one year, then I'll practice for ten years. If I can't learn it in ten years, then I'll practice for a lifetime! "
I don't believe that I can't learn it in a lifetime! "
The Jia Lian stubbornly replied word by word.
Wang Yi couldn't help but pause and sigh softly: "Alas..." At this moment, his disciple's expression was just like that of the old friend Wang Yi saw for the last time 13 years ago. It was just as firm and just as pure.
"Is this the person you're looking forward to?"
Wang Yi asked himself in his heart.
"Speaking of which, I still owe you a gift for becoming my disciple!
Come with me, I'll make it up to you. "
Wang Yi made up his mind. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and led the Jia Lian to the inner study.
Wang Yi calmly stood with his hands behind his back. Jia Lian laboriously lifted the long spear that was ten feet long and weighed sixty-eight catties. Step by step, he moved. The two figures, one big and one small, under the blazing sun at noon, made the onlookers feel unconsciously hot and incomparably warm.
"Father, please calm down. Brother Crown Prince was confused for a moment, so he ordered You Shitai to kill Xie Zhuang and Yang Xuansu.
Although they were wrong, Brother Crown Prince is the Crown Prince of the country. He has been respected since childhood. The Crown Prince's left and right concubine's son dared to offend him. They deserved to die! "
These words seemed to be an explanation for the Crown Prince, but it was obvious that he kept adding firewood to the firewood to make the fire worse.
The Ninth Prince Li Tianlang lowered his eyes and bowed his head respectfully. A trace of pride flashed in his eyes.
"Father, please forgive the Crown Prince!"
Other than the Third Prince's early death and the Seventh Prince's disfigurement, the First Prince Li Tianhuang, the Fourth Prince Li Tianyan, the Fifth Prince Li Tianqi, and the Sixth Prince Li Tian?
No matter how much they gloated in their hearts, the Eighth Prince Li Tianjin and the Tenth Prince Li Tianying all bowed together and pleaded in unison.
Emperor Wen Of Zhou's face was ashen, and his eyes were blazing with anger. He looked ferocious and terrifying.
Originally, Emperor Wen Of Zhou had painstakingly come to court today to test the princes' performance in the Six Ministries, so he ordered them all to be tested one by one.
According to the usual practice of the Great Zhou Dynasty, each prince had to study in each of the six departments for a month before they could be transferred to another department, and so on. Half a year later, all six departments had been transferred once before the Emperor would assign the prince to assist in the work of which department he was assigned to.
The First Prince Li Tianhuang was old and fond of martial arts. He had taken over the Ministry of War as early as ten years ago.
The Fourth Prince Li Tianyan was cautious and straightforward. He could not tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes. Emperor Wen Of Zhou appointed him to take charge of the Ministry of Revenue.
The Fifth Prince Li Tianqi was fond of rites and volunteered to take charge of the Ministry of Rites.
The Sixth Prince Li Tian?
Emperor Wen Of Zhou did not like his impetuous behavior and ordered him to take charge of the Ministry of Works to temper his temper.
The Seventh Prince did not like to meet people, but Emperor Wen Of Zhou allowed him to do what he liked.
The Eighth Prince Li Tianjin was gentle and kind, and treated people with sincerity. Emperor Wen Of Zhou wanted to temper him, so he threw him to the Ministry of Justice.
The Ninth Prince Li Tianlang and the Tenth Prince Li Tianying, who had been transferred to the Six Ministries for a month, had not had any official duties yet.
In the beginning, the atmosphere was quite good.
The various princes had a clear understanding of the departments under their jurisdiction, which made Emperor Wen Of Zhou feel quite gratified. Later on, he even brought up the matter of the Prince of the Right of the Northwest Xiongnu, Hu Hanye's annual provocations for the various princes to discuss.
Although it was not within the consideration of the princes, their conversation was quite insightful, which made Emperor Wen Of Zhou very happy.
However, not long after, an eunuch kneeled in front of Emperor Wen Of Zhou in a panic and reported in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, something has happened in the Eastern Palace!
The Eastern Palace, where the Crown Prince lived.
If Dai Quan was here, he would have sent someone to find out what had happened. Then, he would have beaten up this stupid kid and sent him back to the Imperial Household Department for training.
Being so flustered was a disgrace to Yangxin Palace Hall. It was also a disgrace to the head eunuch, Dai Quan.
"His Highness the Crown Prince was drunk and ordered the Crown Prince's Family Head You Shitai and the Eastern Palace Imperial Bodyguards to beat the Crown Prince's left concubine-born son, Lord Xie Zhuang, and the Crown Prince's right concubine-born son, Lord Yang Xuansu …"
Before he could finish his words, Emperor Wen Of Zhou had already slammed his hand on the table, his face full of murderous intent.
The people that the Crown Prince had killed weren't ordinary people.
The Crown Prince's left concubine-born son, Xie Zhuang, came from Da Zhou's four great clans: Wang, Xie, Yuan, and Xiao. The Wu Yi Alley's Xie Clan was a noble and noble family, and had repeatedly produced distinguished and distinguished scholars, and had always been the leader of the Shi Clan.
Xie Zhuang was the eldest son of the Xie Family's main branch and would be the next Xie Family Head.
Emperor Wen Of Zhou spent a lot of effort to get those old foxes of the Xie family to agree and place the heir by the Crown Prince's side. This was to stabilize the Crown Prince's position and pave the way for the future.
As for the Crown Prince's right concubine-born son, Yang Xuansu, although he wasn't from any aristocratic family, his reputation was known throughout the world.
Everyone knew that he had the style of Wei Zheng and Xie Qian, and that he was a famous and upright official.
His residence was simple and crude, and he didn't accept any of the gifts from the lower ranked officials. He even had to return the extra seven maces of silver that the Ministry of Revenue gave him for firewood.
He was upright and incorruptible, and he was a model for all the scholars in the world.
If a country's heir was drunk and killed these two people, it would cause a huge commotion. Under the condemnation of all the scholars and scholars in the world, the Crown Prince's position as heir would become unstable. If it was serious, people would question his Da Zhou's Li Family's attitude towards scholars and shake the foundation of the country.
At that time, Emperor Wen Of Zhou took a deep breath and thought that there might be some inside story. How could the heir that he had taught do such a stupid thing?
He suppressed his anger and ordered people to summon the Crown Prince.
Unexpectedly, with just a glance, Emperor Wen Of Zhou was completely convinced that the Crown Prince was drunk and did such a stupid thing.
The Crown Prince reeked of alcohol, his cheeks were red, and he walked unsteadily. It was unknown how many jars of good wine he had drunk, but he still argued that it was because Xie Zhuang and Yang Xuansu disobeyed his superiors that he did such a wrong thing in anger. He asked Imperial Father to judge clearly.
[Ding!
Triggered mandatory mission: Struggle for the Crown Prince's Position.
The Crown Prince is the future and hope of every dynasty. Da Zhou's Crown Prince, Li Tian, is not good enough.
The Crown Prince's position is unstable, the people's hearts are unstable, and the foundation of the country is shaken.
Within three years, Host, please choose one of Da Zhou's princes as your lord, accumulate strength, establish a team, and assist your lord in becoming the Crown Prince to bring peace to the world.
Mission failure: Exterminate seven clans.
Mission reward: 10,000 gold, 1.5 catties of Emperor Bamboo Grass seeds, upgrade of all Heavenly Strategies martial arts skills by one level, two orange Heavenly Strategies weapons, Red Ink Iron Certificate, Phoenix Cup, and a chance to dream about Tang.
]
[This Jia Lian kowtows in salute to Your Majesty.]
The Jia Lian was also a second-class imperial bodyguard, but he had never been on duty.
Seeing the row of princes kneeling in the middle of the hall, he also knelt down in embarrassment.
Seeing the Jia Lian suddenly appear, Emperor Wen Of Zhou paused.
After thinking for a while, he remembered that today was the day that the Jia Lian entered the palace to "serve". It was because he was so angry that he forgot.
[Rise!]
After this interruption, Emperor Wen Of Zhou's anger decreased a lot. He raised his thumb and middle finger and continuously massaged his temples.
Seeing Emperor Wen Of Zhou's angry and distressed appearance, the Jia Lian hurriedly walked behind him and began to massage Emperor Wen Of Zhou's acupuncture points with ease.
Since childhood, whenever he wanted something, did something wrong, or wanted to show filial piety to Emperor Wen Of Zhou, he would massage Emperor Wen Of Zhou's head.
In order to get what he wanted, in order to not be punished if he did something wrong, and in order to better show filial piety to Emperor Wen Of Zhou, the Jia Lian had specially consulted the imperial physicians in the palace.
Compared to Emperor Wen Of Zhou's careless massages, the effect of a professional's massage was naturally much better. Emperor Wen Of Zhou's tightly knitted brows also relaxed a lot.
[Emperor, have a cup of tea!]
On the side, Dai Quan silently offered Emperor Wen Of Zhou a cup of tea that he had personally made.
Emperor Wen Of Zhou took it and tasted it. The slightly sweet and refreshing tea finally soothed his angry brain.
Anger could never solve anything. This was the experience of Emperor Wen Of Zhou after decades of being an emperor.
His brain, which had calmed down, quickly began to think about how to solve this problem.
He sat high on the dragon throne and pondered, while the princes knelt on the ground in surprise, each with different thoughts.
Everyone knew that Dai Quan could make Emperor Wen Of Zhou angry, but the princes did not expect that the Jia Lian could make Emperor Wen Of Zhou calm down. Especially when the Jia Lian's fingers were pressing on Emperor Wen Of Zhou's head …