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    Buddhism is so powerful, why do you want to seal your own traitor in Dafeng?  Either there is something special about Dabong's sangbo, or the problem comes from Shenshu itself

    Xu Qi'an hesitated for a while, but couldn't help asking this doubt.

    "I'm just an ordinary person, I don't know these inside stories." Wei Yuan shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

    "Xu Ningyan, you will be twenty this year." Wei Yuan asked suddenly.

    "Yes, Duke Wei." Xu Qi'an was taken aback for a moment, wondering why this opening sentence had a strong sense of d¨¦j¨¤ vu.

    Sure enough, Wei Yuan said afterwards: "It's time to start a family."

    The life expectancy of mortals in this world is generally high. If there are no natural disasters and man-made disasters, there is no pressure to live for a year, and it is common to be 70 or 80 years old.

    Therefore, the age span of trial marriage is very large. Some women marry at the age of fourteen, and their breasts are not yet full and their buttocks are not raised. It is ridiculous to hit the nail on the head.

    Some women in their twenties are still in the boudoir, the flower path has never been swept by customers, where is the jade man (river crab) to teach the flute, pitiful.

    There are such examples around Xu Qi'an, the aunt who married her second uncle at the age of sixteen, and Huai Qing who is still illiterate at the age of twenty-five.

    Speaking of life expectancy, Xu Qi'an will inevitably have doubts in his heart. It is unreasonable for a Confucian sage to die at the age of 82.

    However, Wei Yuan is a weakling, so it is meaningless and unnecessary to discuss such high-level knowledge with him.

    Xu Qi'an tentatively asked: "What does Wei Gong mean by?"

    "The right inspector, Yushi, has a granddaughter who just happened to be of the age to leave the cabinet, and she looks very pretty." Wei Yuan said.

    "She's very handsomeI'm afraid she's not worthy of a lowly position." Xu Qi'an shook her head.

    "Miss Four of Weihaibo's family is seventeen this year. Weihaibo wants to find him a husband-in-law. You are a viscount, so you are a good match." Wei Yuan said.

    "It's not a lowly position to brag about, the lady of the Earl's family is not good enough for me." Xu Qi'an still shook his head.

    "Where is the niece of the Governor of Water Transport? I am short of money. If you can form an marriage relationship with him, it will solve my urgent need." Wei Yuan looked at him.

    No, although I teased myself as the second generation eunuch, you are not really my father, and your desire for political marriage is too obvious Xu Qi'an thought for a while and said, "Are you beautiful?"

    "Naturally, she is delicate and pleasant." Wei Yuan said.

    Hearing the words delicate and pleasant, Xu Qi'an passed directly, shaking his head:

    "To be honest, I have saved a lot of money now, and I plan to redeem all the oirans of the Jiaofang Division. If the wives are just handsome, I'm afraid they won't be able to restrain the group of coquettish prostitutes."

    Wei Yuan frowned: "What kind of woman do you want as a wife, or do you already have someone you like?"

    There are too many people who like it Xu Qi'an pondered: "First of all, you must be as beautiful as a fairy, second, you must have a noble status, and finally, you must have considerable talent.  A good helper in the kitchen."

    Wei Yuan smiled, "Then it's better for me to ask His Majesty to marry you and marry a princess back."

    Xu Qi'an was a little excited: "Wei Gong, really?"

    Wei Yuan nodded and pointed to the door.

    "What orders does Mr. Wei have?"

    "Get out."

    Driven out of the Haoqi Building by Wei Yuan, Xu Qi'an did not return to his Yidao Hall, but instead went to the newly built Spring Breeze Hall.

    Li Yuchun was about to take Song Tingfeng Zhu Guangxiao's gongs to patrol the streets. Last night, there was such a big commotion among Buddhist eminent monks that the people in the city were discussing it this morning.

    Some people marvel at the power of Buddhist eminent monks, while others say that Buddhism is too deceitful and hope that the imperial court will send out their teachers to crusade.

    From princes and nobles to traffickers and pawns, this topic was all discussed this morning.

    There is no Internet in this era, otherwise thousands of Dafeng people will shout: key!

    On the keyboard, he fought 300 rounds with the Buddhist gates of the Western Regions.

    In order to prevent people from the rivers and lakes from taking the opportunity to make trouble or spread rumors, the yamen has strengthened its patrol tasks.

    "One library, one library!"

    Xu Qi'an immediately stopped Li Yuchun and the others, went back to Yidaotang and shouted the gong of his subordinates, and a dozen or so people patrolled the street together at a pace that their relatives did not recognize.

    After patrolling for half an hour, when passing by a Goulan, Xu Qi'an said: "Boss, you take my people to patrol over there. I will take Ting Feng and Guang Xiao to this side."

    Li Yuchun asked back: "Why is the arrangement so chaotic? You take your people, I take mine, there is no need to mix and match like this."

    &nbSuddenly, I found that Li Yuchun had also brought someone over, presumably he was nearby, and when he heard the publicity from the government officials, he came over to have a look.

    "Boss!"

    Xu Qi'an greeted him.

    Seeing that the order was well maintained, Li Yuchun was relieved and said: "After returning from Yunzhou, the three of you finally got rid of the previous laziness and became more mature and stable."

    "This shows that we have grown up." Xu Qi'an responded with a smile

    At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and a pergola was set up in the large square outside Sitianjian. This was a resting place for the dignitaries of the capital.

    More than a thousand imperial guards surrounded the square, prohibiting idlers from approaching.

    If the people in the city and people from the rivers and lakes want to watch, they can only watch from the outside.

    After lunch, under the leadership of Master Duer, the missions from the Western Regions walked from the Sanyang Post Station in the outer city, through the bustling crowds and downtown, to the large square outside the Observation Tower.

    Chu Caiwei stood on the edge of the gossip platform, looking down, a group of monks came slowly, and there were several figures wrapped in red and yellow cassocks among the figures in cyan robes.

    The leader is Duer Luohan, who is skinny and dark, and looks more like a little old man.

    "Teacher, the monks are here to ruin the scene." Chu Caiwei said, took out a piece of pastry from his pocket, and watched the excitement with great interest.

    "Come and come."

    The prisoner was drinking some wine, basking in the sun, feeling at ease.

    "Teacher, are you going to fight in person?"

    "Caiwei, if the teacher makes a move, the Bodhisattva must come in person. Duer wants to fight me, not me."

    "Then who do you want to send to fight?" Chu Caiwei tilted her head and analyzed: "Senior Sister Zhong Li is plagued by bad luck, killing eight hundred enemies and self-defeating eight thousand.

    "Senior brother Song and I are both alchemists, not good at fighting. The second senior brother is not in the capitalOnly Senior Brother Yang can fight."

    The supervisor sighed.

    "Why did the teacher sigh."

    "It's just a coincidence that you, Senior Brother Yang, practiced kung fu yesterday and became obsessed, so you couldn't play."

    "Ah?" Chu Caiwei was taken aback. Immediately, the cakes in her mouth were no longer fragrant. She frowned delicately and said worriedly:

    "Then what should I do?"

    "It's annoying to be a teacher, so I want you to go to the palace, just like His Majesty wants someone alone."

    In a short time, wearing a yellow dress and riding a horse, he galloped into the palace.

    Just after noon, Emperor Yuan Jing was studying Taoist scriptures in Lingbao Temple, listening to the female national teacher explain the profound meaning of the classics, but he couldn't calm down and was absent-minded.

    "Your Majesty is worrying about the fight?" Luo Yuheng asked softly.

    Emperor Yuan Jing hesitated for a moment, and said: "Although I have full confidence in the supervisor, the Buddhist sect has come prepared this time If you lose the battle, what's the point of doing so?"

    "The warlock system is rather special, and it is indeed not safe if it does not respect combat power." Luo Yuheng nodded.

    Among all the systems today, the warlock system has the weakest combat power, and its field of expertise is not personal combat power, but the enhancement of national power.

    One of the key factors for the invincibility of the Dafeng army is its excellent armaments, and those uncanny siege equipment, artillery, bed crossbows, etc., all come from the Sitianjian.

    This is something other systems cannot do.

    Ninth-rank physicians save lives and heal the wounded, eighth-rank qi masters and seventh-rank feng shui masters can study the earth's veins and improve feng shui. These are extremely powerful auxiliary skills.

    Even the formation masters of the fourth rank are actually assistants. What they are best at is not fighting, but refining magic weapons.

    Warlocks need to be attached to the dynasty, and the two are in a symbiotic relationship.

    Hearing what Luo Yuheng said, Emperor Yuan Jing became more worried.

    "Your Majesty, why not invite the dean of Yunlu Academy? Among the major systems, warriors are the most powerful, but if you want to talk about which system is the most perfect and has no shortcomings, only Confucianism. Confucianism can deal with all situations, even if Buddhist means  No matter how superb it is, Confucianism can settle it.¡±

    Emperor Yuan Jing's eyes brightened slightly, and then shook his head: "National Teacher, last year I intended to let Dean Zhao become an official, but he refused."

    The implication is that he can't invite scholars from Yunlu Academy.

    During the conversation, the old eunuch hurried in and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the palace is here to report that Chu Caiwei from the Sitian Supervisor has ordered to see you."

    Asking for an audience at the teacher's order Emperor Yuan Jing pondered: "I am listening to the teacher's lecture, and I won't go back to the palace. You let her come to Lingbao to see me."

    The old eunuch took the order and left.

    Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Luo Yuheng, and said: "The prison should be for the purpose of fighting the law, and the national teacher should listen to it and help me with my staff."

    Although he is honored as the Ninth Five-Year Master, his morals and deeds are low, and he has no independent opinions.  Luo Yuheng needs to provide opinions and analyze

    ps: sorry sorry, an hour late.

    ps: Recommend a friend's book: "Surprised Son-in-Law", author: Qi Family Seventh Brother.  The old author is old, and the quality is guaranteed.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The national teacher also listened to the matter, and helped me with my staff.  "

    Although he is honored as the Ninth Five-Year Master, his morals and deeds are low, and he has no independent opinions.  Luo Yuheng needs to provide opinions and analyze

    ps: sorry sorry, an hour late.

    ps: Recommend a friend's book: "Surprised Son-in-Law", author: Qi Family Seventh Brother.  The old author is old, and the quality is guaranteed.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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