Signing Into Immortal Martial World

This mighty imperial ceremonial ceremony began in the eyes of the public and ended in Qiheli in the world.

Holy land, courtier.

Everyone bows their heads!

Zhou Tian master, martial artist in the arena.

Congratulations in unison!

Such an enthronement ceremony.

Regardless of ten thousand years ago.

Still after ten thousand years.

Few people can do it.

The ceremony ended and the enthronement ceremony ended.

According to the rules, Zhao Mu should entertain the officials and have fun with them.

Amnesty to the world, showing the heart of benevolence.

He is independent of the long white marble steps and does not speak.

Raising his hand gently, put away the Lei Chi Great Seal of the Zixiao Palace suppressing the mountain gate.

With a wave of the sleeves, the wind and the clouds dispersed, and the sky was clear.

Then, turned around and walked into the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Yun Shuyu stepped out of the imperial path and faced everyone.

Lift your chin slightly, and say in a straightforward voice:

"Please come to the table!"

"The authentic monk, please sit in!"

"Everyone, please come to the table!"

The sound is like pearls and jade falling on the plate, from near to far, falling away.

then.

The majestic and magnificent ritual music was played at the right time.

The horn of desolation, sobbing up and down.

The beautiful chimes should sound in harmony.

Qin Se Sheng Ling and Huang Zhong Dal are all in one.

The magnificent nature shakes people's hearts.

The imperial army holding the colorful embroidered halberd looked frantically, like worshipping the gods, and long live the mountain.

In the great imperial city, the sound of the mountain calls, like the pine waves echoing in the mountains and valleys.

There is no end.

There are many palace gates,

Eight hundred miles of Tianjing came out.

It won't be long.

It will spread all over the forty-nine states in the world.

All civil and military officials entered the hall one after another, as did the others.

Seated one after another.

"Everyone and I, drink this cup together."

Zhao Mu looked relaxed, leaning on the nine-five throne, picked up the marigold on the table, and smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Everyone agrees.

"The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not as overbearing as he imagined."

Feng Xing Kong's eyes flickered, and he put down his wine glass.

Before he came to Tianjing, he heard that Heilongtai treated the Jianghu gangs harshly.

At every turn, the first city gate was suspended, the family was ransacked, the clan was ransacked, allotments were made for the army, and private property was confiscated.

It is frightening to hear, and the conversation changes.

But at the moment, it was not as terrible as the rumors, but it seemed to have a gentle temperament.

"I, I want to build a Jixia Academy."

"Dear Aiqing, what suitable place is there in Tianjing City?"

In the light of the song and the dance, Zhao Mu suddenly said.

Suddenly.

The cheerful atmosphere of drinking and having fun freezes.

This is a big deal!

There are academies in Tianjing.

The family has private schools.

They are all places where the preaching is puzzled by karma.

But the Middle-earth China, after thousands of years of wind and rain, and can be called a "school" place.

There has always been only one, and nowhere else.

"Your Majesty is determined to completely dig out the foundation of the Holy Land."

Taifu Wen looked at his nose, his nose at his heart, and did not answer.

He was busy carrying out the imperial examinations and preparing for the huge difficulty of running a school.

One is that I can't resist it, and the other is that I can't separate the extra energy.

It's not just to invite a few big scholars, recruit a bunch of students, and open a few courses.

An academic palace is considered.

There is no mellow Confucian scholar who has established a school, and there is no doctrine and knowledge that can help the people through the world.

How could it be possible to attract scholars from all over the world to vote.

At the most, he would fool the poor students who have no way of doing things, and the poor students who have no money.

"Weichen thinks that Zijin Mountain's Tibetan wind gathers water and the green mountains and beautiful waters can cultivate temperament, which is just right."

The Zuoxiang took the lead in speaking out.

As soon as this remark came out, the Hall of Supreme Harmony was completely quiet.

Mr. Wen's eyebrows trembled when he heard the words.

Secretly sighed:

"In the end, it is the left-handed man, who will best figure out the holy intention."

There are many temples on the Purple Mountain.

The gate of Linggu Temple, the first Buddhist forest of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is located on Tianmao Peak.

On weekdays, pilgrims are like clouds and tourists are like weaving.

Choosing this as a school can kill two birds with one stone.

"The Zuoxiang proposal is very harmonious with my heart."

Zhao Mu's eyes flickered, and since the right side was accused of treason, the left side was unable to retreat.

Because Lu Ziwei, who was born in Fan Yang's Lu family, was once his student.

He also wrote several times and took the initiative to plead guilty.

all in all.

This leftist, who has lived in the temple for decades and thus stood firm, is very good at judging the situation.

Choose Zijin Mountain, one is to set up a school, and sing antithetical drama with the holy land,

The second is to find a reason to clean up the remaining forces such as Buddhism and Taoism.

"Your Majesty, the matter of setting up a school again! It is extremely important, please think twice!"

Ministry of Industry Shangshu bit the bullet and persuaded.

Since the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty took office, hundreds of officials have been ransacked, exiled, and imprisoned.

The number of people involved in the big water transport case of the Sands Gang alone exceeded two hundred.

There are no fewer than ten members of the Korean Central Committee with Grade 3 or higher.

The killing made the head roll and frightened.

Standing up at this time, defying your Majesty's will, in fact, not very clever.

"What's Song Aiqing's opinion? This is not the Golden Luang Temple. There is no red tape and rules of monarchs and ministers. You can speak freely."

Zhao Mu's smile remained unchanged.

The newly appointed Minister of Industry Shangshu came from a poor background.

Before, he was unknown, and he barely got a part-time job, and became the head of Du Shui Qing's official secretary.

Later, he was pulled out by one hand, and the official worshipped Zheng Erpin.

This speed of promotion is almost like riding on a rocket.

Seeing that his Majesty was not outraged by thunder, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry settled for a while and explained:

"Shangyin Xuegong is located in the territory of Da Chu. It is a city of saints. It is the children of aristocratic families and the clansmen of the family."

"Every year, many talents and beautiful jade are indeed cultivated, and they are the pillars of the country."

"Even Dazhou and Dayu often have official concubines and concubines. They go to study, and they are proud to be students of Shangyin."

This remark was like a map cannon, causing many officials from the Chinese Communist Party to bow their heads and hide their faces with sleeves.

No way, Shangyin Xuegong is a holy place that scholars all over the world dream of.

Even Zuo Xiang and Wen Taifu were one of the students, not to mention the others.

"Song Aiqing continued."

With great interest, Zhao Mu played with the marigolds in his hands.

"Your Majesty, it is not that the Weichen thinks that there is something wrong with setting up a school again."

"In fact, I really should have a place for preaching and karma to solve my own problems in Da Zhou!"

"But you must have a good teacher, you must have momentum, and more importantly, you must have enough knowledge. Otherwise, there are hundreds of schools and sages and sage books. How can it be no better than the sage city of Da Chu!"

The Ministry of Industry Shangshu named Song Yi said sincerely.

He knows that his Majesty attaches great importance to education.

Even set it as a national policy.

otherwise.

Nor would he risk the world's disgrace by opening imperial examinations, building schools, and compiling children's books for enlightenment.

However, if there are no suitable conditions.

That erected academy will only become a laughing stock.

"Song Aiqing's words are not unreasonable. Zuo Xiang, what do you think?"

Zhao Mu retracted his gaze and turned to look to the other side.

Although, he didn't really appreciate Zuo Duanyun's emperor's studies.

But for the set of insights summed up by the disciples of Wen Sheng, the combination of law, technique, and power is quite a bit of agreement.

The lord of one dynasty, the nine-fifth emperor, should not directly express his views.

Otherwise, it is easy to cause inclination.

Make the courtiers fall to one side.

"The minister thought, Your Majesty Shengming, everything is clear to your heart, how could you not think of these problems."

"Mr. Zuo enters the world in three ways and learns from the mountains and the sea. He is pedantic and well-educated. He is a model and example for the scholars of the world."

"This is a good teacher of the Academy."

"Furthermore, your Majesty has now become the top of Zhou Tian's list, and he is famous all over the world."

"When it comes to momentum, who can compare?"

"As for the level of knowledge of the two academies, who is orthodox?"

"Presumably Your Majesty has made a plan long ago, and there is no need for the veteran to come and say more."

Zuoxiang has a serious face and a flat tone.

Song Yi, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, was speechless, smiled bitterly, and sat down honestly.

Zuo Duanyun of Shangyin Academy, no one knows his name, no one knows.

The last time Jinding talked about Taoism, he was a superb figure who took the top spot.

There is nothing wrong with propping up an academic palace.

Zhao Mu smiled and said silently:

"Song Yi can only be a book, and it is not entirely without reason that people can sit firmly on the left side."

To grasp the situation, observe the details.

The left phase should be clearer and sharper.

"I decided to hand over the seat of wine for the great sacrifice of the Xinxue Palace to Mr. Zuo, do you have any objections?"

Zhao Mu always pays attention to efficiency in his work. Since the establishment and site selection of Jixia Academy were mentioned, he simply decided on Zuo Duanyun's identity.

"It should be so."

Wen Taifu nodded.

The left agrees.

The others echoed.

"Your Majesty, right now the position of the right is vacant. With Mr. Zuo's great talent, he can be this great task."

Taifu Wen suddenly said again.

The corner of Zhao Mu's mouth was slightly raised, and he sighed again.

None of these veterans who can stand upright are fuel-efficient lamps.

Guess your thoughts thoroughly.

"Quick play."

Zhao Mu nodded.

Granted the position of the right minister, the cloud on the left end is equivalent to being tied to the chariot of Da Zhou.

His aura and the fortune of the dynasty were tightly tied together.

Yun at the left end looked calm, slowly got up, bowed his hands and thanked him.

He had already thought about it, if he wanted to pass on the line of Wen Sheng, he would take a step further.

It is necessary to hold on to those eight words spoken by the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so as to find a new way and stand on its own.

Making sacrifices of wine and being a righteous person are all for accumulation.

"The eleventh princes should also be rewarded for their national merits."

Zhao Mu tapped his finger gently on the table, and then said:

"Fighting the prince, add nine crowns."

There was no objection either.

A piece of echo.

Just as soon as he took the throne, Zhao Mu has successfully erected the majesty of arbitrariness and eloquence.

Zhao Yuan walked to the seat and bowed to thank you.

He looked at the smiling emperor brother, and there was a warm current in his heart.

"I've finished talking about the affairs of the court, let me talk about the affairs of the rivers and lakes again."

Zhao Mu waved, the silk and bamboo string music faded away, and the singer and dancer withdrew.

"I established the Academy to prevent the way of sages from being shelved, and only to circulate among the clans of the family and the officials of the great clans."

"It's just that the Great Zhou Dynasty established the country by martial arts, and the style of martial arts cannot be ignored."

"Previously, I had the intention to set up a martial arts lecture hall to collect martial arts from all over the world, compile martial arts scriptures, and train soldiers and military masters."

Feng Xingkong, Pang Jingyang looked at each other.

One is Hunyuan Taoist Master, and the other is the first seat in Qinglong Peak in the cloud.

When they heard the meaning, their expressions were a bit solemn.

Since ancient times, aristocratic families have held the stage of entering officialdom, and gangs have monopolized the rising space of martial arts.

Therefore, a dynasty rarely has its own military master.

Most of the famous generals and princes in Nine Frontier Army Town had the experience of worshipping the sect.

The Great Zhou Dynasty wanted to establish a school, but also wanted to build a martial arts hall.

The picture is so big that everyone in the room can see it clearly.

"Your Majesty, want to collect all the martial arts of the arena?"

Feng Xing Kong's eyes moved slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.

For an authentic school, the two words "inheritance" are not important for the life of the master and the clerks.

That is the lifeblood!

The foundation of standing up!

How could it be easy to hand over people.

Even if the emperor of the Great Zhou continued to suppress the Zixiao Palace and Mount Xumi, the left side of the Shangyin Xuegong was bowed to his court.

Its strength is unfathomable and invincible in the world.

Feng Xing Kong still will not give in.

Even if he died in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The same is true.

because.

This step is back.

Hunyuan Dao exists in name only.

"I didn't think so."

Zhao Mu shook his head and chuckled softly:

"Feng Zhangjiao has been worrying a lot, I have never overwhelmed others."

"Preparing for the martial arts lecture hall and compiling the martial arts scriptures, only one basic martial arts book from each sect."

"Like the Xiaotiangang boxing of Hunyuan Dao, and the Songhe Wanshou boxing in the cloud."

"Don't ask about the rest."

Feng Xingkong's complexion changed, cloudy and sunny.

He didn't know what Zhao Mu said was true or false.

Zhu Zi Gongqing, who speaks nicely and does things fiercely, has seen this Hunyuan Taoist master a lot.

"I speak with one word, and I will definitely count."

Zhao Mu smiled twice, did not press or urge, but said lightly:

"This matter is very important, you can consider it carefully."

His finger tapping the table suddenly stopped, and a large purple seal suddenly appeared.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, purple light was instantly flooded.

The thunder rolled away, and the lightning flashed.

The corner of Feng Xingkong's eyes jumped, this is to toast not to eat, to fine wine?

Pang Jingyang swallowed his saliva, thinking that when he moved his hands, could he stop a move?

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It was the Northland woman in white clothes like snow, the world's number one swordsman, and there was no response.

She felt that what the Emperor Da Zhou said was very sincere.

"Everyone, don't panic, the six holy places have repeatedly violated my Da Zhou."

"Father's emperor birthday feast, many masters rushed into the imperial city."

"In the battle of Xishan, the giant assassin of the magic door killed the driver."

"Today's enthronement ceremony, Zixiao Palace and Xumi Mountain are hiding evil intentions, intending to seek rebellion."

"I, I respected them for thousands of years, and it was not easy to continue the orthodoxy, so I have to bear with them again and again."

"But helpless, these thieves don't have a long memory. They ignore the majesty of the emperor and the laws of the dynasty."

Zhao Mu stood up, speaking righteously, and his voice was passionate.

The Lei Chi jade seal with the six characters "Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Seal" written in red dansha at the bottom, burst out a lot of polish.

The air of Yang and flooded the hall.

The wind is turbulent, and the thunder and lightning are staggered.

"Everyone in the world says that the power of the emperor is only within ten steps. That's why the Tiangao Emperor Yuanyi said it."

"Out of Da Nei, thousands of miles away, the imperial edict has no effect."

"Therefore, I invite you to take a look at what is meant by the emperor's anger, a million corpses and bloodshed."

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The void trembles, like a shock.

Vaguely, an invisible door opened.

...

...

Zixiao Palace.

Taoist ancestral court.

There is a nine-fold roundabout thousands of feet off the ground, and the clouds are steaming with Xia Wei, like a fairyland.

boom!

Only heard above the sky, there seemed to be thunder shaking, and the atmosphere exploded.

The huge movement caused everyone to look up.

In a trance, they seemed to see a black satin, white base embroidered with grass dragon boots pressed down.