Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey

Chapter 74: Written into a book

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Shen Zhi smiled coldly and said, "Master Hou, the Japanese pirates' plan is about to come true."

"This attack on the county seat is just a trivial matter. I have already obtained the dead Japanese pirates and assassinated the governor. When the Japanese pirates cooperate with the attack, several counties will be corrupted in one time. Then the Marquis can write a letter to plead guilty."

"Now the power is in the hands of the governor, and the responsibility is clear to the higher-ups. Our letter is just to show our loyalty."

"Besides, the generals are unruly. If it were someone else, it would take time to subdue the generals. Moreover, even if the imperial court sends servants, they must rely on the marquis."

The Marquis of Jibei walked a few steps in the palace: "Now that we have deployed people, can we simply kill the governor?"

Shen Zhi leaned forward and said in a low voice: "No."

After a pause, he said again: "Master Hou, this is all about propriety."

"No matter how strong the Japanese pirates are, if they can occupy our counties, they are nothing more than plundering, so we choose the Japanese pirates."

"The purpose of assassinating the governor is to show that the governor is incompetent, so that the court will consider the overall situation of the elector sitting in Yingzhou. However, the assassination cannot really be successful. If the assassination is successful, it will be a major event that shocks the court. The court must investigate to the end - in this way no one can You can’t get it cheap.”

"Master Marquis, these are not troubled times. If Master Marquis had had this intention and power, he could have fought for the dragon by killing the governor. Now this step is just a way to kill him."

"Master Marquis, when we founded our country, we were the great ancestors of the dynasty who were wise and mighty. However, it has been seven years since he ascended the throne. I heard that he is not in good health."

"As long as the prince has military power, if the emperor dies and the prince ascends the throne, and the prince is weak, it will be difficult to defeat the princes one by one. The prince can be in power for a long time, or even hereditary."

"If there is a big chaos, Mr. Hou can go one step further..."

"But now, we must not be radical. In order to prevent the fake show from being real, I think we can send personnel to be present. Once these Japanese pirates have the courage and ability to fake the show, they can be killed."

The Marquis of Jibei had dark eyes, as if he was deep in thought, and sighed for a long time: "Thank you for your hard work, sir. I rely on you these days. If you hadn't come up with the plan, I don't know when I would have taken control of the military."

Shen Zhi bowed and straightened his face: "The Marquis promoted me, I am the Marquis's son when I am born, and I am the Marquis's ghost when I die. What does this hard work count for?"

The Marquis of Jibei just smiled and said nothing. After a long time, he seemed to have remembered something: "By the way, I heard that the third brother asked you to get some books?"

"Yes, Pei Ziyun, there are indeed some great talents in this state's Jieyuan."

The Marquis of Jibei nodded, and after a long moment, he asked, "Are you from Songyun Sect?"

"yes!"

"Then can we win over this person and Songyunmen?"

"It is very difficult to win over this man. As for winning over the Songyun Sect, I'm afraid it is impossible." Shen Zhi said, paused, and explained: "Although the history of the Songyun Sect is not too long, it has experienced two dynasties up to now. , it can be said that it has established a firm foothold.”

"These Taoist blessings rely on the earth's energy. Although the earth's energy is natural, there are ways to break it. As long as the court gives an order, even famous mountains and rivers can be blocked and redirected."

"Although the earth's energy has changed and is not dead, it has shifted, and the original blessed land has gradually disappeared."

"Changing a mountain and changing a waterway is a huge project, and the imperial court is generally unwilling to do it, but it is not impossible, so Taoist sects are generally unwilling to get involved too deeply."

"Although Third Young Master has entered Songyun Sect, and Songyun Sect has also received some benefits from the Hou Mansion, this is not enough to win over Songyun Sect." Shen Zhi said.

"I understand, please step back!" The Marquis of Jibei waited for Shen Zhi to go out, then stood up and looked back: "Come out!"

"Mr. Shen is truly a gentleman!" A Taoist walked out, clasped his hands and smiled. He was wearing a Taoist robe and a bamboo crown. He had a pale face and three long beards. He looked to be in his forties.

After hearing this, the Marquis of Jibei felt uneasy. He suddenly smiled and said, "With the Taoist Priest from the Holy Prison Sect joining us, why worry about not being able to achieve great things?"

several days

The bookseller wiped his sweat and waited outside the Hou Mansion. After a while, someone came out and saw the bookseller leading him in. The bookseller held the manuscript in his hand and followed the servant.

Shen Zhi was practicing calligraphy with a pen and ignored the bookseller when he came in.

The bookseller entered the room and saluted: "Sir, I have found some original autographs and presented them to you."

The book was handed to the person and passed up by the servant. Shen directly looked at the manuscript and took a brief look. It was indeed a famous article. He smiled and said: "Yes, I don't expect you to find these autographs in a short time." ,good!"

"This is all because of your reputation. I heard that the Marquis Mansion collects manuscripts, and few people can refuse." The bookseller said with an apologetic smile.

"Even so, you are very diligent." Shen Zhi took a sip of tea and arranged for the butler to lead the bookseller to the accounting office to pay another hundred taels of silver. This is the final payment. These seven books are all good.

Shen Zhi took the seven books and headed towards Wei Ang's small courtyard. When he entered the small courtyard, Wei Ang was making tea and a painting had been completed and placed aside.

Shen Zhi stepped forward: "Third Young Master, I have found all the books you asked for last time."

After saying that and handing the book over, Wei Ang took the book, flipped through it, and said, "These books are all good, and they are all famous writers. Oriole, you are my personal maid. You can take the books and give them to Pei Ziyun."

"It's Young Master." Huang Li answered, took the manuscript, went to the mansion to pick up an ox cart, and took the manuscript to Fu's mansion.

When the ox cart arrived at Fu's house, Oriole got off the cart and knocked on the door. The door opened quickly and the porter asked: "Girl, who are you looking for?"

Oriole said: "I am the maid of the third son of the Marquis of Jibei. Last time Pei Juren asked my son to look for the manuscript. Today there is news and I have sent it to him."

When the concierge saw it was a girl, he said, "Girl, I'll report it later."

After a while, the concierge came out: "Girl, please."

After saying that, he led the way and led the oriole in.

Pei Ziyun was writing at this time. When Oriole entered, he saw a study room, almost full of classics and history books, piled on the table, and full of manuscripts. He thought to himself: "Although he is not as good at painting as the young master, he is only good at writing. But it really looks more in line with Mr. Jie Yuangong’s identity.”

Just thinking about it, Oriole stepped forward and handed over the book.

Pei Ziyun then stood up and took a look. It turned out to be the maid he had seen last time. She had bright eyes and white teeth. Although she was not very pretty, she was still attractive. He immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, sir."

I felt a reaction after taking the book. I couldn't help but be overjoyed and smiled: "These books are very good, Oriole. I will definitely come to visit you in a few days."

"Mr. Pei, then I will go back and take my leave. Farewell!" Oriole said and left in a hurry with the concierge. She should not stay out for a long time.

Pei Ziyun saw him go away and took out three of the seven books without hesitation, throwing away the other four: "Three of the seven books have sustenance."

"Book writing in ancient times was very painstaking, and it often took several years or more than ten years to complete. This ratio is not too surprising."

"He was filial to his relatives and promoted others."

"Lu Jiyuan, Jinshi."

"Wang Ziliang, lift people up."

"They are all famous people. These three books are inspiring and can be absorbed."

"In other words, these three books are enough. A lot of knowledge is learned by analogy, and the more is not always the better. I will use one book first, absorb it, integrate it, and then absorb other books."

Pei Ziyun turned into the room, put a book under his pillow, fell asleep with the pillow on his head, and fell asleep after a while.

Not long after Pei Ziyun fell asleep, there was a sound of pushing the door open and saying, "Junior brother, junior brother, the weather is nice today, let's go fly a kite."

Little Loli Chuxia entered the room with a kite. She just took a look and saw that Pei Ziyun was sleeping soundly, so she came closer and shouted: "Junior brother, junior brother, don't sleep, come with me to fly the kite."

Pei Ziyun slept peacefully and couldn't wake up, so he stamped his feet and left the house angrily.

Waking up from a dream, falling into a dream again, waking up again, and falling into a dream again, Pei Ziyun absorbed three books in a row, feeling that the world was shaking, and he fell into a trance when he stood up. He took a few steps back, stretched out his hand to hold the bed and rested.

"Even if the plum blossom blooms its second petal, it's still a bit unbearable." Pei Ziyun realized that there are not many limits on what the plum blossom can absorb, at least he can't touch the top, but even if he practices Taoism, there is a limit to what he can accept, and he must have a rest process.

Not only did he have a headache, but his thoughts were also stagnant. This was a serious mental depletion. Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly, put all these famous articles aside, and fell back to sleep.

When I woke up again, I felt somewhat recovered, and my head still hurt a little. I stood up and moved around. I saw some food on the table, but it was cold. There was a note under the food. I took it out and saw that it was Master's handwriting. , I couldn’t help but feel warm in my heart.

"Gurgling" his stomach made a sound. Pei Ziyun opened the door and wanted to call someone to warm the food. When he saw that the sky was dark with only a few stars, Pei Ziyun realized that he fell asleep until midnight.

At this time, the night wind was blowing and it was a bit cold. The servants must have fallen asleep. Pei Ziyun thought for a while, closed the door and returned to the table. He lit charcoal and put a small pot on it. After a while, the small pot was boiling and the dishes were hot. After a while, the aroma comes out, and you can use it with rice and start eating.

Although the food was a little cold, it still tasted good. After finishing it, I laid out the rice paper in front of the desk, polished the ink, and started writing.

The original collection of university annotations totaled seven articles, but by the time Pei Ziyun read it, it had been revised eleven times. Although it is not perfect, every word is accurate.

With the help of three great writers in this world, I reshaped the seven chapters, took their essence, expanded and edited them, and wrote them all in one go. I finished one chapter and put it on the table casually. I don’t want to sleep for a while. This is the introductory method. , I have the memory of the original owner’s past life and don’t need to practice at all, I just need to accumulate mana.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed. Pei Ziyun wrote and proofread every day. He practiced the Hundred Beasts Art to accumulate mana. After proofreading, he laughed: "The university is finished."

As he said this, he ordered: "Come here, prepare an ox cart. I will go to the Marquis' Mansion."

At this time, Fu Juren and Yu Yunjun were leading people in front of a room. The room was locked and the corridor was quiet. They both looked at it with sadness and joy. Several old books were placed on the shelf, the bed curtains were rolled up, and there were still things on the table. There are tea quilts—it's all original.

"Hey, Yun Niang and I came to see you again. I missed you..." Fu Juren said, lighting three pillars of incense and placing a small incense burner, thinking silently in his heart: "But you live in a blessed land, you must have no worries, only I miss each other very much, so we can make up for each other."

Yu Yunjun said silently, if it weren't for his sister, it would be difficult for Fu Juren to enter the Taoist sect. This is all due to fate.

After exiting, Fu Juren took a moment, changed his mind, and was about to speak. Suddenly Yu Yunjun waved his hand and his face changed: "Huh?"

He showed an indescribable expression.

(End of chapter)