Yi Chang had a dream, dreaming that Yi Zhan was back, and told herself that she had actually been dressing up as a boy since she was a child, but she didn't feel sorry for her that she had to bear so many responsibilities when she was born. All she could think about was what she had done at that time. What stupid thing did he do? He was afraid that Yi Zhan would be too ascetic in the palace. Not only did he take Yi Zhan, who was a girl, to play Cuju, ride horses and hunt, but he also entered a brothel to teach her to resist the temptation of beauty? !
——Even if you go to high-end establishments, the people there are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and have great literary talent and elegance.
Fortunately it was a dream, otherwise it would have been terrible.
She opened the curtain and got down, and the palace people came in to help her wash and dress. She was surprised when she saw that the palace people brought dragon robes instead of ordinary clothes, "What time is it?"
"Back to Your Majesty, it is the end of Yin Shi and it will be Mao Shi soon."
Yi Chang glanced at the dark sky outside, her expression changed, and she quickly walked to the table where the memorials were piled up. She looked through them and found that all the hundreds of memorials had been reviewed.
——You take a rest for a while, and I will review it for you. You only need to go through it once.
She was indeed asleep.
After Yi Shang went to court, she ignored the surprised looks of the palace people and returned to the palace in broad daylight. She turned away from everyone, flipped through the approved memorials, and secretly marveled at the thought of this reply, which made people's eyes bright.
It seems that no matter how difficult the problem is, it will be easily solved in her hands.
"Royal Aunt."
Yi Chang was overjoyed when she saw Zhan Changfeng appearing quietly again. She pulled her to sit down and said, "I was afraid that you would just come and help me approve the memorial and then leave. The prince's longevity is the prince's longevity. When it comes to handling national affairs, I’m not as good as you.”
"The existence of China today is inseparable from Huanggu, who has done a great job." Zhan Changfeng said firmly.
Yi Chang hadn't felt so relaxed for a long time, and said with a smile, "It's embarrassing to do something so serious."
Zhan Changfeng shook his head and chatted with her about some of their respective experiences. Xu Shiyi's family members didn't like to talk too much, so they all mentioned a few major events concisely, without mixing in personal emotions, and it could become a model for official documents when written down.
However, the atmosphere is always relaxed and casual.
Until Zhan Changfeng told the reason for her coming.
She explained the reason in detail, and seeing Yi Chang's expression solemn, she said, "We will try our best to prevent the worst outcome from happening. Today, I will lead people to open a forum to explain the precautions. The emperor needs to improve the overall combat power of China. , so as not to panic when the crisis comes, we can only place our hope on the outside world."
Zhan Changfeng took out dozens of storage bags and said, "These are all the armor and spiritual weapons of the armed army as well as the casting methods of some low-level spiritual soldiers."
"There is also this Proud Qin Spear, which is a Zhongcheng military training method. The emperor can choose capable martial artists to form a regiment. If he succeeds in practicing this method, he should kill Wuji."
Zhan Changfeng considered it and said, "The water in Xiaoli Realm is more dangerous than imagined. I'm not sure what the outcome will be in China. Aunt Huang, have you ever considered practicing Taoism?"
"If this is the case, it will be even more impossible for me to leave China." Yi Chang laughed, "Martial arts is also a Tao. I think the marksmanship you brought is suitable for me."
"The military training technique is most powerful when used in groups and is not suitable for individual practice." Zhan Changfeng took out several more Taoist scriptures and a complete collection of basic spells and Hinayana techniques. "Huang Gu can keep them for reference."
Yi Chang nodded, "You don't need to be too stressed."
She didn't know what to say. She briefly mentioned the Liuyuan Shanhaijie Zhengdao Society, and knew how vast and dangerous the outside world was, let alone the Gongsun Family Nirvana Society that was nearby and suppressed the Ming Dynasty King's Wheel of Luck. etc.
"So, the Gongsun family is nothing to worry about anymore?" Compared with what has not happened, Yi Chang is more concerned about this serious problem that caused the Yin Dynasty to fall apart.
"Yes and no. I didn't expect that the Gongsun family was related to the mysterious Nirvana. I don't know if he attacked the Yin Dynasty because of grudges or for other purposes. Maybe I thought too much." Zhan Chang Feng said this and asked, "Has Gui Burial Lin contacted you?"
"No, nothing special happened recently. I didn't ask for help from there, and they never came out."
"I plan to go there. The history of the Yin clan may be more than what it seems. If anything happens, I will come back and tell you." Zhan Changfeng said, "You first give me the status of a national master. So that the disciples of the Sixth Academy can move around China."
"So he called me Zhan Changfeng, the master of Zangyun Temple. Zhan Changfeng is also my common name now."
"Okay." Yi Chang teased, "Did you choose the name and small characters? You are lazy enough."
Zhan Changfeng smiled and said nothing.
Time was tight, so Zhan Changfeng didn't stay much longer.
Yi Chang had no time to reflect and devoted herself to preparations to deal with the crisis. The things she left behind would increase the strength of the army to several levels, so it had to be carefully planned and operated.
Announcements that Zhan Changfeng was enthroned as a national preceptor and that Taoist Priest Zangyun Palace was about to travel to preach the Dharma were spread to various places, ordering local governments to cooperate. At the same time, the disciples of the Sixth Academy also began to embark on the road to eliminate evil and preach the Dharma.
Zhan Changfeng was in a prosperous capital city, and the prosperous atmosphere was satisfying. Unknowingly, she came to a prosperous ancestral hall and made a petition to the Changsheng Temple. Many warriors and Taoists came and went.
When she was about to go in and take a look, she suddenly felt a faint evil spirit. She turned her head and looked at the row of stalls selling incense and wax for fortune-telling in front of the temple wall. She noticed that one of the stalls was selling live animals.
"Guest, please see if you want to buy a fish and release it in the release pond inside. It will definitely be a good sign!" The vendor boasted about the carp and crucian carp in the bucket.
Before Zhan Changfeng could speak, a handsome scholar-like young man next to him snorted, "Catch the fish and wait for someone to 'save' them to release them. It's like taking off your pants and farting. If there wasn't this release pond, these fish would say Maybe he is enjoying himself!"
"Isn't it? It's really hypocritical."
"Catching them from the rivers, changing hands several times, and putting them in a small pond, is this kindness to them?"
The vendor was so angry that he was scolded. Seeing more and more people watching, he couldn't help but shout, "You are talking nonsense, don't make trouble here if you don't buy!"
"Heh, look at you. You're tall and strong. You're quite strong. I'm afraid you're not a martial artist."
"What's wrong with me, I'm a martial arts practitioner. I'm strong and do a lot of work and make a living on my own. It's not like some human beings who are so weak that they come here to find trouble."
"Why, you still want to use your strength to do it?"
"Look, he's going to hit someone!"
"Why did I hit someone? Did any of you see me hit someone?"
"This barbarian is just uneducated. Does he know whether a gentleman uses his words or not his actions?"
The vendor was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and pulled out the hatchet from under the bucket for self-defense, "Get out of here, or I'll show you what real action means!"
The young man who spoke first seemed to have received some ironclad evidence, "How can such a dangerous person take to the streets? Human life doesn't matter. If everyone carries a knife, holds a sword, and stabs anyone they see, then what's the point?" Remarkable."
"Hurry up and call the officer to arrest him."
"We should jointly submit a letter asking the emperor to prohibit them from bringing weapons into the city!"
"Yep!"
Zhan Changfeng saw clearly from the sidelines that this was a conflict between literary and martial arts scholars and martial arts disciples, the old customs and the new customs, and the old and new nobles from poor families. They chose to stage it in front of the Changsheng Temple, hoping to attack Wu Feng. It's obvious.
