Chapter 160

On the fifth day of June, as soon as chunluyuan passed the entrance examination, Lingyun went to Tianyi college and told Mr. Zhu, "do you want me to help you build momentum?"

"There is a flying sword in the Academy. I'd like to borrow it and find two friends to help me," Ling Yun said softly. "Zhao Gou is in power. Zhao song can only be Zhao song now. No matter how good the situation is, it will be a bad card."

Zhu zhe sighed. He didn't want to get involved in the struggle between the imperial court and the imperial court. He just couldn't get used to the sects. Moreover, most of the people in Tianyi Academy were not from Nanye Prefecture, so he didn't care what it would be like here. The case of King Ling, which was caused by Zhao and Song Dynasties, doomed them not to go far. The patriarchal clan in Nanye Prefecture and the friars in other prefectures intervened in the calculation, Some people don't want to calculate these accounts because they want to consider the general situation. Some people want to calculate them, but it's not time yet.

He has been able to confirm that Ling Yun, the younger martial brother, is the descendant of Ling Wang. If we want to clear up a group of people who were hidden in the dark, then Ling Yun must be the most important chess piece.

"I'll do it right away," Zhu said softly. "Later, I'll ask some friends to give lectures immediately to arouse the students in Beijing to listen and build momentum for you. Then, will you continue to go to Qingquan county?"

Ling Yun shook his head. "Elder martial brother should have guessed Ling Yun's identity. He wants revenge, but he won't involve too many people. If I am here alone, it's inevitable that the situation will get out of control, so I need to find two people."

"A thousand Jinjing, I can promise to help you pick up people in three days." Zhu said with a smile.

"Elder martial brother, this is to take advantage of the fire, but younger martial brother has learned." Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Since zhe Zhu promised to help himself, now he doesn't have to worry too much.

It's much faster to send letters by flying sword than by ordinary mail, but it also takes a while. Fang Chao went to Dafeng, and he was very quick to receive letters. He came here as soon as he could. If he had the help of a great monk, he would arrive in two or three days at most.

As for Chen Diao temple, Ling Yun can't figure out whether this guy is still in Youzhou. He's not sure where he is, and he likes to travel around. If he can't find anyone, Ling Yun needs to make more preparations.

"So I'll go back to my house first." Ling Yun said.

The news spread quickly that Ling Yun had a quarrel with Zhao Gou in Chunlu garden and scolded Zhao song scholars. In this way, Ling Yun's intention was fulfilled and it was more convenient for him to build up momentum for himself. But now he was on shaky ground, and suddenly he was too passive against Zhao Gou.

"Young master, are you all right?" In the early morning, he asked Lingyun by the arm.

Ling Yun shakes his head. If Zhao Gou has more discontent, he may take back his military power. The more than 1000 people have not been completely accepted by him. If they are forced to leave now, their efforts in this period will be completely wasted. Therefore, even if they want to leave the capital, he must take them away.

"It's still a little too impulsive. It's really going too smoothly these days." Ling Yun murmurs that he is sitting in his study. If he has not been to Zhenbei City, if he is still the former Ling Yun, then the capital of Zhao and Song dynasties after today will be a mess. But Ling Yun is still Ling Yun, and he will always grow up.

If their adoptive father is still there, they don't want to see such a scene. Ling Yun sighs, "young."

"Or I'll kill Zhao Gou for the young master?" He said softly in the early morning.

Ling Yun shook his head. "If I killed them directly, I would have done such a simple thing. How could I have done so much planning?" Ling Yun rubbed his face. "It's easy to kill them, but how can the injustice of Ling Wang Fu be cleaned up? Those who have done so must repent at their graves! "

"But..." I still want to persuade Ling Yun in the morning. He is planning for Zhao song, but what does Zhao Gou do to him? Isn't it the same as the old master and wife? He devoted himself to serving his country, but he ended up beheading all of us.

Ling Yun waved his hand, took a long breath, and said gently, "just keep doing your work and help me build momentum, so that Zhao Gou won't deal with me blatantly, and everything I did before can be retained."

"All right." In the early morning, he sighed, "there are also experts in the palace. You'd better be careful."

Ling Yun nodded that he knew it and indicated that he would go out in the early morning. But the more important thing now is to keep the army in his hand. Zhao Gou will not seize power openly, but will surely send someone to monitor him. Once he has some other actions, he will make Zhao Gou an excuse to deal with himself.

He didn't expect that such a thing would happen before. Zhao Gou also wanted to suppress his arrogance in Chunlu garden. Otherwise, he would become famous and arrogant, and Zhao Yu would not be able to suppress himself one day.

Although he had this idea, it was definitely not done on the premise of harming the whole of Zhao and Song Dynasty. Moreover, he liked Zhao Yu, the third prince, very much. He had a deep mind and a tolerant mind. His vision was more long-term than the others, including Zhao Gou. His goal was just to make those who participated in Ling's mansion apologize for their death, But we should be able to guarantee that we will not damage the foundation of Zhao and Song dynasties.

Otherwise, he would have chosen the crown prince for a long time. Wouldn't it be better for him to seize power at one stroke?

Do you need to make another big round?

"The officer is a little small," Ling Yun rubbed his chin, "but do you think I'm so easy to deal with?"

Ling Yun's advantage lies in that he was a swordsmanship teacher of Tianyi Academy in Beijing two years ago, and he also had a relationship with Zhu. Zhao and song paid more attention to literature than martial arts, and some Mr. Zhu came out to talk for him, so his Confucian identity meant that Zhao Gou couldn't do anything about him.

Once he really wants to suppress Ling Yun because of his remarks, it just gives Ling Yun the status of letting the general rise, even if it is to help the king of Wu, let them fight and make profits on their own!

"Yes! King Wu Ling Yunlie grins. He can be regarded as a scapegoat. Xueai Hou is Zhao Gou's brother-in-law. Although he is dissolute, he is really a smart man. Only King Wu can make the best use of him. King Wu is not in the capital, but Wuyuan is there. If you fool him to the front, everything will be solved.

King Wu wants to marry the Lin family of the Ministry of official affairs. Moreover, Lin Lu is really beautiful. She is a famous cold and talented woman in the capital. That boy of Wu Yuan is obsessed with the beauty of his mind, so he must want to get it.

"Come here in the morning." Ling Yun shouts a way, also owe oneself the side has such a helper in the morning, otherwise oneself still don't know how to solve.

In the early morning with a bowl of ginseng soup, Ling Yun's body has been gradually recovering these days. It can be seen that he is much thinner than before, "young master, what's the matter?"

Ling Yun said mildly: "you'll go to find Lin Lu later, and then lead the topic to Wu Yuan. We are not stable now. If we meet Zhao Gou, we will lose."

"Young master, do you want to pull Prince Wu's mansion out and compete with Zhao Gou?" He asked in the early morning.

Ling Yun nodded, "yes, and this kind of thing, do not show traces, let it be. For example, let Wuyuan get a title or position, then Lin Lu will consider doing such a thing, I will go to Jueluo to discuss this matter, let him contribute."

"What position do you think is the most suitable?" He asked in the early morning.

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes. "Zhao Gou has been afraid of the great potential of the general, so he transferred Wu Yuan to me to be his boss. After that, I will push Wu Yuan to the altar step by step, and it will be known in a few days."

"I'll do it now?" He asked in the early morning.

Ling Yun nodded, glanced at ginseng soup, he is not weak to that point, need to take these things every day to fill the body? Qi and blood deficit this thing, even if it is some bad luck, but the body can still recover, and Qi and blood will only be more pure than before.

In the world, there is no real Wufu. Ling Yun doesn't have that idea. He is very satisfied to get the best of the three realms.

……

Fang Chao has received the news of Ling Yun, frowning slightly, "impulsive some, or remedy."

He doesn't want to go in the past, but he can't get out. Like Ling Yun, he is quite confident in his own wisdom, but after all, he has less knowledge. He will inevitably mess up when he encounters some things, but as long as he calms down, he can still make up for it. So Fang Chao refuses Ling Yun's request and writes a letter back.

Ling Yun is also writing a letter at this time, telling Fang Chao not to come here. He is just nervous, and he is in a mess. From the bottom of his heart, he regards Zhao Gou as his enemy, so his purpose is too obvious, and he seldom wants to protect himself, because there are several gentlemen behind him, which is what Ling Yun relies on from the bottom of his heart.

Now he must get rid of this fluke mentality, and then go to work, otherwise he will fail.

Fang Chao is in Dafeng Kyoto. He is sitting with his underground black hand at ease, and has gathered all the underground strength of Zhaosong capital into his own hands. He has already made preparations for these, but now he just takes over the net. "When you are successful in Zhaosong, I'll give you a big gift and swallow three dynasties in one fell swoop!"

……

Chen Diao temple is still forgetting Youzhou Xiufang, looking at the two children every day, and imagining the wonderful love story in the future. It's Chaohua's own business to love each other, whether to become a Buddha or not, and how to choose.

This highly respected Buddhist disciple was just idle and wanted to calculate him and Ling Yun, but he didn't expect that he was actually calculated. "It's just a story of two people. How can it be more interesting than three people?"

"Since ancient times, Buddhas and demons have been the most concentric, good and evil," Chen Diao temple said, shaking a swing and a folding fan. "Who is better to find?"

Demons and Demons certainly exist since ancient times, but demons do not refer to a single race. They also include the spiritual demons of monks, and the spiritual demons still occupy the majority. Nowadays, outside daomen, most of them are spiritual demons of monks.

Of course, the Terran also has evil cultivation, but this is not evil, but the real evil, or in the current secular rules, deviant people.

Chen Diao Temple doesn't intend to get involved with such a big man, but it's also very interesting to get involved a little bit.

The world's demon cultivation is not the earliest, but it is the most outstanding. The three religions are always less meaningful. If we add another human demon cultivation, it will certainly be better. It must be extremely wonderful. Especially in Buddhism, which is one of the most popular debates, the debate on the establishment of Buddha and demon must be very frequent.

Chen Diao Temple thought, seven orifices bleeding, he casually touched a, "Damn, this is too much, blood don't want money, don't you think?"

Chen Diao Temple quickly gathered his thoughts and stopped thinking.

"Blessed and boundless heaven, Amitabha, son does not speak, strange power and chaos..." Chen Diao Temple murmured, and the passing blood slowly dissipated.

……

A young man in blue sitting among the clouds gathered glass as his son and said with a faint smile, "it's interesting."

"What do you mean?"

"There are always more interesting descendants in this generation, but next time, don't blame me for not giving your husband face." The young man in blue said gently.

The middle-aged Confucian who played chess nodded slightly. Among his disciples, it seems that they are all half weight in making trouble, but what the man in front of him said is that they should be his two younger martial brothers, and most of them are Chen Diao temple.

……

After writing the letter, Ling Yun holds his chin and looks at the busy servants outside the window. He and his brother are playing in the yard, while his adoptive father and mother are watching. "In the twinkling of an eye, when he asks the heavenly language, Xiaojie sighs, Bajiao smiles."