Pei Manxilou made a formal ceremony, squinted and smiled: "Which government office does Mr. Xu work for?"

Xu Xinnian responded politely: "Hanlin Academy."

"The Dafeng imperial court sent a small official of the seventh rank to receive us?"

A sneer came, and behind Pei Manxilou, a young man with a feminine temperament and erect pupils was dissatisfied.

"Who are you?" Xu Xinnian asked rhetorically.

The feminine boy with erect pupils raised his chin, and was about to speak, he listened to Xu New Year's words: "Oh, forget, you are not a human being."

The vertical pupil boy was irritated by his indifferent sarcasm, and snorted coldly: "My little master has the blood of an ancient **** and demon, how can you compare to a mortal."

"Then why don't you go to heaven? Stay in the mortal world and do what you do." Xu New Year said in surprise.

"you........"

The young boy with vertical pupils flushed flushed and stared at him fiercely. Someone in the north dared to talk to him like this, and now it is delicious food.

"Xuan Yin, don't be rude."

Pei Manxilou squinted his eyes and smiled: "Xuanyin is the bloodline of Great Demon Zhujiu, no one is used to it. Master Xu is good at cursing, he really lacks lessons."

Pei Man Xilou glanced at him, and the boy with a vertical pupil was silent.

"Although Lord Xu has a low official position, he is indeed one of the most elegant and noble. The Hanlin Academy can only be entered by top scholars. How can you be compared to an evil animal."

Pei Man Xilou gave a beautiful word and said: "Under Pei Man Xilou."

I didn't scold him. If I want to scold him, you have to wait until tomorrow to enter Beijing...Xu Xinnian nodded.

Huang Xian'er smiled slyly and turned her eyes to look at Xu Xinnian. The first character of Pei Man's family name in the first part of the white house is the same as the Pei family of the Central Plains.

She was looking forward to seeing this young Dafeng official confuse her surname, so she was embarrassed. She took the opportunity to show her gentle side, cooperate with her charm, and provoke the young official's heart.

Xu Xinnian nodded, "Emissary Pei Man, this officer will take you to the inn to rest."

Huang Xian'er was a little disappointed at once. This young Dafeng official was a little real and learned, which made her subsequent temptation impossible.

Pei Manxilou never thought of using this cleverness to make Qinggui of the Imperial Academy embarrassed, ride on horses, lead the delegation, and leave the dock under the protection of two hundred officers and soldiers.

After passing through a few small streets, finally came to the main road in the city. The scene in front of him stunned everyone in the monster mission.

The streets are unimaginably spacious and can accommodate fifty cavalry galloping side by side. The houses on both sides are lined up to the end of the line of sight, and the archways of shops are hunting in the wind.

Such a flowery picture is the first time they have seen it in their lives.

Huang Xianer's soft eyes were blurred, and she finally knew why her ancestors were so eager to go south to the Central Plains, eager to seize this land.

But then Huang Xian'er realized something was wrong, because humans stood on both sides of the main road, with baskets in their hands. The baskets contained vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and even stones.

There were angry expressions on their faces and hatred burning in their eyes.

"Kill Demon Man!"

Someone roared and threw a rotten egg at the demon-man's mission, like a fuse that lit the gunpowder, and fry the pan instantly.

"Kill Demon Man."

"Get out of the capital."

"..."

Vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, stones, stinky rice balls, etc., all smashed at the monster mission, and the dirt was flying all over the sky.

Yaoman was impulsive and tyrannical, and couldn't stand the provocation the most, so he grinned and showed anger.

"Master Xu, the people of Dafeng are very enthusiastic."

Pei Manxilou buoyed up his energy, blocked the filth smashed on both sides, and said with a smile.

Xu Xinnian said lightly: "Yes, I'm afraid you won't have enough to eat."

Pei Manxilou choked for a while, but didn't know how to respond.

It's normal for Yaoman to rob the border, because it's just a bite.

Huang Xian'er frowned again and again, a little annoyed. Although he could use the air to block the filth thrown by the people of the human race, such a treatment was enough to make the mud man angry.

At this time, she heard Pei Manxilou ask: "These people seem to take special care of Mr. Xu?"

Only then did Huang Xian'er discover that when the people around him threw Caiyeye's rotten eggs, they deliberately avoided the young official, but the entourage did not receive the same treatment.

After making this discovery, Huang Xian'er squinted, observed for a while, and saw more details.

The people are more than just caring, and they will even pay special attention to them and avoid him cautiously.

The people of the human race seem to love him very much, lest they hit him..........

Huang Xian'er looked at Xu New Year in surprise, and became extremely curious about him.

Just relying on his identity as a custard, it is absolutely impossible for people to treat each other like this. Maybe he has another identity? And it is the identity recognized by the people of the human race... Pei Manxilou squinted and guessed in his heart.

Xu New Year hehe, "They are not caring for me, they are caring for the sign hanging on the horse."

brand?

Huang Xian'er was taken aback, she and Pei Manxilou realized that there was a wooden sign hanging on the horse's neck, and they hadn't noticed before.

Xu Xinnian possessed himself, took off the sign and showed it to the two of them.

Five words were written on the sign: Xu Yinluo's brother.

Xu Yinluo's brother? ! Huang Xian'er's voice was soft, like acting like a baby, and whispered: "What's the meaning of this?"

Pei Man Xilou squinted his eyes, opened a little, and finally realized: "No wonder, no wonder! It turns out that Lord Xu is the younger brother of Dafeng Yinluo Xu Qi'an."

There is a secret room in Baishou Department for storing secret files. Behind this secret room is Baishou's huge intelligence network, and the leader of this intelligence network is Pei Manxilou, who is praised as a nerd by the barbarians.

He himself wrote the legendary silver gong of Dafeng.

Rising at the end of the year of Jingcha, less than a year so far, from a mediocre Kuaishou of Changle County to the most shining star of Dafeng.

His talent is extremely terrifying, but the most fearful thing is by no means his combat power, but his reputation that can be called a hundred responses.

After the Chuzhou Massacre case, his reputation has reached its peak, a peak that makes people sigh.

Pei Manxilou's evaluation at the time was that the millions of people in the capital loved him. Now, after witnessing the power of a wooden sign, he decided to return to the barbarian and add another sum: blessing and family.

Huang Xian'er obviously also thought of the legendary silver gong with a look of surprise.

Among our Protoss, only leaders have such prestige... Huang Xian'er is increasingly looking forward to this trip to the capital.

The barbarians have the blood of gods and demons and have always called themselves gods.

In the welcome of the people in the capital, Xu Xinnian led the demon-man mission into the post.

After setting up the mission, Xu Xinnian, who was sent by Emperor Yuan Jing to do drudgery, was forced to stay in Pei Man Xilou. After half an hour, he hurriedly retired.

He didn't report back to the Yamen either, so he was absent from work for a long time and went home leisurely.

.........

"The elder brother is a rare outstanding person. I didn't expect this younger brother with sharp teeth and good talent." After Pei Manxilou sent Xu New Year away, he was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea.

In half an hour, the other party could pick up every allusion he said, talk about history and talk about the scriptures, that many new year's witty remarks, when talking about the old grievances between Dafeng and the northern gods, he would still breathe fragrant, talk It is thorny and cynic.

Sitting on the stone bench, Huang Xian'er deliberately put on a sultry sitting posture, stunned the spirits of the surrounding postmen, and hummed after hearing the words:

"It's just a stinky scholar who doesn't understand the style."

She kept hinting and seduce on the way, but the stinky scholar turned a blind eye to the blind man.

Huang Xian'er ate the dried fruits and dried meat on the stone table and asked, "I will enter the palace to meet the Human Emperor tomorrow. What are your plans? If you are not sure to move back to the rescuers in the short term, remember to notify me early."

Pei Manxilou sent away the postmen in the yard, and said with a smile: "How do you deal with it?"

Huang Xian'er yawned, lazy and charming:

"Then I won't go back to the north. It's better to choose a high official in the capital and be a concubine than to go back to the north and be punished. I'm not afraid of revenge from the clansmen, right? ."

Pei Manxilou smiled and said: "It is inevitable to let Dafeng send troops to help my Protoss. It is inevitable to cede the interests. The meaning of waiting for me is nothing more than "bargaining".

"The Protoss is asking for great favor, and losing the first opportunity. If we want to be equal to each other, we must first attack their arrogance and arrogance. They respect you three points before they can give in three points at the negotiating table.

"Of course, you still need your fox club to work outside the negotiating table. Among the three poisons of wine, sex, and wealth, **** is the top priority."

Xuanyin, a young man with vertical pupils, found a chance to interrupt, coldly snorted: "Human race is humble like an ant. In ancient times, it was the food of animal blood kept in captivity by our ancestors of gods and demons. Even though the era of gods and demons is over, the common people of human race are still food."

He knew that the mission was for help this time, but he still looked down upon the weak and weak human race.

Pei Manxilou glanced at him, squinted and laughed:

"These words, if you say in private, if you dare to be unobstructed outside, I will peel you off."

Xuan Yin pouted, "I know, I didn't wait until the postman left."

Pei Manxilou took out a small box from the tribute he was carrying this time. He carefully and solemnly opened the box, which contained a book.

These books all have a common name: "Bokusai Dadian"

"Hokusai is my bookstore. I read well since I was a child. I don't want to understand it. I can only memorize it by rote. Later, I went south with the tribe to rob the scholars of the human race. For the first three years, I listened to them. In the middle three years, I talked with them. In 1991, the scholars who could be looted in the north, no one could be as knowledgeable as me.

"At the age of eighteen, I was studying to go south to study, so I didn't hesitate to dye my hair black. At the age of twenty, I suddenly had the idea of ​​writing a book. After ten years of studying in the Central Plains, I compiled what I had learned into a book and revised it. At that time, I didn't want to name the book.

"Until I returned to the tribe and returned to the Hokusai Study House, I suddenly understood what it should be called. In the next six years, I worked hard and "The Hokusai Dadian" finally came out.

"This volume is vast, with a total of 308 volumes, covering the history of scholars, agriculture, industry and commerce, astronomy and geography. Didn't Dafeng say that I have no history? In fact, there are, because they have not seen the Hokusai ceremony. Dafeng's If the historian saw this book, he would be ecstatic.

"Of course, the most proud of my life is the book of war. I have read almost all of Dafeng's book of war. Regardless of predecessors, the real book of war in the world is the book "The Art of War" by Zhang Shen, a great scholar of Yunlu Academy. "Six Shu". It is true, but too much emphasis on the role of practitioners in war.

"Ignore the importance of ordinary soldiers in the war. If the practitioners are eliminated and only ordinary soldiers remain, then his "Six Notes on the Art of War" is just a shit."

Huang Xian'er was lethargic when she heard it, and finally got a little interested when she heard the art of war, and asked:

"The role that mortals can play in battle is inherently small. What's wrong with focusing on the role of practitioners."

Pei Manxilou shook his head:

"Do you know why Wei Yuan was able to win the Battle of Shanhaiguan? How did his generation of military gods come from? Only Wei Yuan can use ordinary soldiers with extraordinary skills. He is the real leader. Eliminate practitioners and use only ordinary soldiers. If you give Wei Yuan 500,000 troops, he can sweep Kyushu.

"I have studied the war that year, when all parties invested more than one million troops, and the number of ordinary soldiers has accumulated to a terrible level. When this force is perfectly controlled and dispatched, it will be invincible."

It's great, but I don't understand... Huang Xian'er said Yanran: "How about I'm going to seduce Wei Yuan, if we can get him, we will be considered as successful this time."

"You don't want to live anymore?" Pei Manxilou asked back.

Huang Xian'er giggled sweetly, full of charm.

Of course she just said casually that she was a very smart banshee to be elected as one of the leaders of the mission.

...........

The next day, the demon-man envoy entered the palace, passed the Meridian Gate, crossed the Golden Water Bridge, and met the emperor in the Golden Temple.

On the way, Huang Xian'er didn't have the consciousness of meeting the prince of a country at all. She looked at her in a misty manner, hooked up with the guards, ministers, and all the men on the way.

Entering the Jinluan Temple, on both sides are the Gungun Lords, and the Emperor Yuanjing sits high on the dragon chair.

Huang Xian'er only slightly put away her flattery, and still whistled to the emperor.

After that, the two tribes of demons and men paid tribute to Emperor Yuanjing. In addition to the tribute, there were three women of the fox tribe, top-grade ding furnace.

When a foreign nationality pays tribute, it is normal that there are beauties in the tribute.

When the old **** finished singing, Emperor Yuan Jing spoke with satisfaction and said:

"I heard that the war in the north is in full swing, and I am also very worried. However, the autumn harvest is approaching, and the people are busy with the autumn harvest and cannot send troops to the north. I have compiled a military book at the Imperial Academy, and hope to help you and others resist foreign enemies."

Let me first express the difficulties of the imperial court. The autumn harvest will be exhausted and it is not advisable to start the war lightly. Then I sent a military letter to show that the Dafeng Military Way was strong.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! May Dafeng and my Protoss have an agreement forever, and the friendship will last forever." Pei Manxilou knelt down on the ground, respectfully.

At the end of the meeting, Pei Manxilou did not ask for help until he left.

It's calm!

The court officials were surprised, sneered, and joking.

In their view, Yaoman is a more vulgar existence than Wufu, and the right way to open it is to ask the court to send troops for assistance in the court.

Unexpectedly, this Pei Manxilou was a calm man, but even so, he still had to speak, and it didn't make much sense to show the city in the court.

After leaving the palace, Xuan Yin, the young boy with vertical pupils, couldn't hold back anymore, and hurriedly asked:

"Brother Pei Man, didn't you say that the art of war is poor, and you are not trying to defeat them in their most proud area and win respect? Why didn't you just say it?"

Huang Xian'er giggled and said:

"If you show it to those people what is interesting, even if you show it to the sky, they will ignore it. How to eat you or how to eat you."

She turned to look at Pei Manxilou, and said, "Who are you going to take first?"

Pei Manxilou said lightly: "Guozijian!"

...........

Just after the afternoon, a piece of news came from the Imperial Prison. The leader of the barbarian mission, Pei Manxilou, visited the Imperial Prison and competed with the grand sacrifice wine.

This person is knowledgeable and skilled, I might as well..........This is the evaluation of the wine.

He didn't leave there, and ceremoniously lectured at the Imperial College, and left his book "Bokusai Dadian" in the Imperial College.

A barbarian still has a book?

The students of the Imperial College were angry at first, but as the word-of-mouth of "Bokuzhai Dadian" fermented, the verbal abuse gradually subsided, and it was more shock and a barbarian's knowledge.

"Bokuzhai Dadian" has a huge volume, extensive coverage, and awe-inspiring essence. It cannot be compiled overnight.

Books of this scale are usually compiled only by the court. Unimaginable, it was compiled by a young barbarian alone.

With this book alone, Pei Manxilou can rank among the great scholars of the world.

The most shocking thing is that several volumes of the "Hokusai Dadian" record in detail the history of the two groups of monsters, the origin and evolution of the two groups, especially the detailed history of the 800-year history, which is no better than the history books compiled by Dafeng difference.

A resounding slap was given to the Imperial College, and a resounding slap to the scholar of Dafeng.

Pei Manxilou became famous for a while.

"It's hard to believe that the crude barbarians have such a seed for reading?"

"Then Pei Manxilou is Baishou, and Baishou is known for his intelligence, but there are very few people like him."

"If I can write this book, it will definitely go down in history. This barbarian is too powerful."

"Ashamed, ashamed, the old man was still in school when he was his age. But this year, things are already high and I don't have the energy to study anymore."

"This person is hateful. First, he competed with the big ritual wine, and then pretended to be generous and left the "Bokusai Dadian". This is to beat us Dafeng scholars in the face."

It is precisely because of the other side's identity and knowledge that Dafeng scholars are "incompetent", because most scholars are unable to do such a feat.

"If there is anyone in the younger generation who can compare with this person, only Princess Huaiqing is."

"Princess Huaiqing studied at the Imperial College and Yunlu Academy successively, and this person was born in a barbarian tribe, and he knows which one is higher and lower is clear at a glance."

The demon mission's entry into Beijing has attracted much attention, not only by the officialdom and Shilin, but also by the civilians in the capital.

Their topic was originally whether the imperial court should send troops to aid the monsters. Slowly, news from the northern barbarians about the university asked them to spread through restaurants, brothels and other places.

"Nonsense, how can the vulgar barbarian have the knowledge to make the Imperial College Great Sacrifice Wine worship the wind? What kind of rumor fabricated by a fool."

Regarding such rumors, no one who heard it believed it and sneered at it.

In the eyes of the people, the Imperial College is an official school and a place rich in Wenquxing.

The status of scholars is very high.

But because of this, after the news was confirmed, there was a lot of scolding in the market. After dinner, the people in Beijing no longer discussed whether to send troops, but jointly attacked the Imperial College, calling them insulting the state system and insulting them.

The corpse position vegetarian meal, a group of straw bags.

"Xu Yinluo and Wufu can be the chief poet of Dafeng. It can be seen how bad the scholars at the Imperial College are, and a group of wine and rice bags."

"You sound like you despise Xu Yin Gong."

"I didn't mean that, I was just a waste of the Imperial College."

"It's a shameful shame, I lost to a barbarian in academics, a shameful shame, I have no one?

.........

Inn.

Xuan Yin, the young boy with vertical pupils, returned from outside, carrying a small box of books on his shoulders, deliberately put them down with force, making a movement, and laughed loudly towards Pei Manxilou and Huang Xian'er in the yard:

"A group of useless scholars in the Imperial College, I only said that they borrowed books for Brother Pei Man, and they didn't dare to stop. Don't look at the harshness of the scolding brother outside, it just shows that they are afraid. They are afraid of your knowledge."

Although he thinks reading is useless, the spirit of being able to kill the human race in the field of reading is really cool and exaggerated.

"It's just a book change, it's a book change..."

Pei Manxilou is like a treasure, picking out the books in the box.

"That big sacrifice of wine is the most knowledgeable person, even he is not as good as you, it seems that the human scholars are just that." Xuan Yin laughed.

Excited!

"Dajijiu has a profound knowledge, but the human race is prosperous, and he cannot represent the entire human race. There is a strange woman in the palace, and the knowledge is amazing."

Pei Manxilou picked a four-book commentary and read it with relish.

It has been three days since Guozijian "discussed the Tao". The demons in the mission were both astonished and pleasantly surprised to find their leader Pei Manxilou, who became a popular figure.

Becoming the center of the topic, it shocked the human race.

Huang Xian'er fiddled with the rouge bought in the shop, and asked casually: "Now that you have enough reputation, the next thing is to negotiate?"

In the past few days, she has not been idle, and has stuffed many Dafeng officials with a fox girl with excellent looks.

"not enough."

Pei Manxilou did not look up, and said while reading:

"I heard that there will be a literary meeting in the Imperial City of Hou Tian, ​​which is related to the war in the north. The literary meeting is good, the literary meeting is so famous. Xian'er, if you spread the word, you said that I will talk to the great scholar Zhang Shen of Yunlu Academy at the literary meeting. Ask for advice on the art of war and hope he can attend the cultural meeting."

"The great scholars of Yunlu Academy may not pay attention to you." Huang Xianer's tone was lazy.

"The war books are down. If you don't come, I will be cheaper. Wouldn't it be better." Pei Manxilou smiled, and immediately remembered something, and said:

"By the way, we can't go up to Qingyun Mountain. If we go, we will be suppressed. Go and find that Xu New Year. I have inquired about him. He is a student of Yunlu Academy."

"it is good!"

The young boy was excited, and he could feel that Brother Pei Man had become "stronger" in the eyes of these human races.

Brother Pei Man's plan is proceeding smoothly.

.........

A wave of unrest has risen again. The Shilin scholars are still studying and copying the "Bei Zhai Dadian", immersed in the vastness of this great book, and are shocked by Pei Manxilou's feat of asking the great scholar Zhang Shen to teach the art of war. .

What does this barbarian mean?

After slapping the Imperial College in the face, do you want to hit Yunlu Academy on the face again?

It became lively now, and the scholars at the Imperial College were both angry and looking forward to Pei Manxilou's actions.

Yunlu Academy is not easy to mess with.

The barbarian asked the great scholar Zhang Shen of Yunlu Academy for advice on the art of war, and he asked for hardship.

They only hope that the great scholars of Yunlu Academy will temporarily put aside their arrogance, and if they dismissively refuse the "seeking for advice" of Manzi, it will become a stepping stone for Manzi to become famous.

Yushufang, Xiaochaohui.

After sitting on the big case, Emperor Yuan Jing swept across the ministers below with a grim expression.

"What do the officials think about recent events?"

Of course, he was referring to the series of high-profile practices of Pei Manxilou, which used scholarship to system the Imperial College, promoted the "Bei Zhai Dadian" to make famous scholars, and wanted to ask great scholar Zhang Shen at the literary meeting.

"This person intends to make a name for himself in the capital, just because he wants to establish a reputation so as to increase his bargaining chips for negotiations."

"Huh, I thought the court would give in like this? Wishful thinking."

"Even if he really wins Zhang Shen, we will not back down by half a point."

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned. The more they said this, it just showed that Pei Manxilou became more and more afraid of him and regarded him as a big man and a great scholar.

Once the mentality went wrong, it changed. When negotiating, it will be affected.

Negotiating with a little-known kid, instead of negotiating with a famous scholar, can you have the same mentality?

Wang Shoufu came out and said in a deep voice: "It is necessary to restrain his momentum, it is best to defeat his momentum and destroy the momentum he created."

Emperor Yuan Jing snorted: "Now I can only look forward to Zhang Shen."

Wei Yuan shook his head and laughed.

...........

Huaiqing Mansion.

Wearing a simple and elegant palace dress, Huaiqing held a volume of "Bei Zhai Dadian" borrowed by the Imperial College and read it tirelessly.

Xu Qi'an and Lin'an were sitting at the same table, one frowning and the other frowning.

Taking advantage of Huaiqing's carelessness, Biaobi peeled a grape and stuffed Xu Qi'an into his mouth. The latter spit out the seeds and asked, "Is this broken book really so amazing?"

Huaiqing nodded slightly, did not raise his head, and said, "If Pei Manxilou was born in Dafeng, he will become a famous Confucian, and his name will remain in history."

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath: "This person is able to make the "Bei Zhai Dadian", presumably he is also very familiar with the art of war. If he dares to challenge Zhang Shen, it shows that he has considerable certainty. Zhang Shen's "Six Notes on the Art of War" It is widely circulated that Pei Manxilou knows Zhang Shen, but the latter does not know him."

In all fairness, he didn't want to see the barbarians gain. It is imperative to send troops to the barbarian, but it can't be so cheap.

In the past two decades, monsters have frequently looted the border, burned and killed the commandments ~lightnovelpub.net~ and even cannibalized people. When in Chuzhou, Xu Qi'an saw the people who had fled with his own eyes, who were displaced and sleepless.

I have also seen poor households have a hard time because of the war.

Looking at Dafeng, Chuzhou is one of the poorest states, suffering from swordsmen and soldiers all the year round. All this is due to the barbarians.

Huai Qing pursed her pink lips, and her tone was rare and solemn:

"Master Zhang, he once went to the battlefield in his early years, and later resigned because of a bad career. He has a lot of opinions on the art of war, but that was decades ago. In the past few decades, he has lived in academy, I am afraid that the army has already been deserted."

Xu Qi'an sank.

In fact, when it comes to the art of war, the only art of war he knew in his previous life was the art of war of Sun Tzu. Not only did he know it, he also memorized it.

Of course, Xu Qi'an himself would not memorize such things. This belongs to the extracurricular author explained by the teacher.

After so many years, I have long forgotten about it.

After benefiting from the refining of the God Realm, the primordial spirit was transformed and detached from mortals. He could recall the content of Sun Tzu's art of war.

Moreover, Kyushu possesses extraordinary powers. In his view, the art of war in this world tends to be more open and close, with brute force. For example, on the battlefield, the rank four masters can lay down cavalry composed of ordinary soldiers.

No need to be too tactical.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, born in the mortal world, tends to "micro-management" and pays more attention to details.

"After the astronomical meeting, you join me to participate." Huai Qing said.

"If Zhang Shen attends, Erlang will definitely attend, I'm not easy to look like him." Xu Qi'an frowned.

"Then I can easily become someone else and act as my guard." Huai Qing's brain was active and gave suggestions.

"it is good."

..........

PS: After taking a nap, I finally got out of this chapter. Although the update is so long late, the word count is full of sincerity.