[The second one is even more nonsense... The small black room is absolutely unusable... It is stuck in seven or eight hundred words...]

Baihu Mountain, the third floor of Yuelai Inn.

King Yan sat alone by the window, and Li Jin stood beside him.

A few days ago, he had talked about "the dishes on the mountain are monotonous and tasteless", so Xiu'er decided to learn the skills of cooking.

Yan Xiaoyi called Zhen Liang at the foot of the mountain, and after discussion, he asked Xiu'er to learn the art of the chef at Yuelai Inn. The daily activity location of King Yan also added Yuelai Inn.

The winter sunshine, warm and lazy, climbed through the pane and stroked it on Yan Xiaoyi. He always felt lazy and couldn't take any energy.

The movements around and the sounds of carriages and horses gradually faded away, and I closed my eyes and wanted to sleep.

It was not until someone mentioned the three words "King Yan" that he suddenly woke up. After listening carefully, he found that several people on the second floor were discussing some things about him.

"Thousands of refugees have arrived here, and Baihu Mountain is busy. King Yan called the villagers' helpers and county officials to help him. Why didn't he ask us Confucian scholars?"

"Haha, with Yuan Benchu's words first, the little king is afraid that he will be worried. Don't forget what some people in the Shilin say!"

"Yuan Benchu ​​is a great harm to others!"

"Oh! I really hope that this King Yan can carry out a 'Civil Art Competition', and we and the literati have the opportunity to climb Baihu Mountain!"

"You guys, can you have more talent in the Silin style? Why didn't Yan's son call himself an immortal god? Why didn't he see him ascend in the sun? Why didn't he see him give people immortality?" One of them was different from the others, and seemed to have a prejudice against King Yan. "He is afraid that he has other intentions to help refugees like this? Yuan Benchu ​​said that the rioters are also Yan's son..."

"Yuan Benchu ​​said that the rioters may have passed. You and I were at the foot of Baihu Mountain these days, but I didn't see any discomfort or disobedient words from the disciples of the Baihu inside and outside sects."

"It is not your final say whether you violate or not. Yan Xiaoer's name is not "demonic""

Hearing those people discussing the possibility of his "planning to rebel", Yan Xiaoyi shook his head. After staying in the late Han Dynasty for a long time, his mind to fight for dominance began to fade. He was originally "coming over" from a peaceful era. Although he had always retained the longing of "a thousand horses to win the battlefield", he instinctively resisted bloody and killing.

While rescuing refugees in the past few days, he completely gave up the idea of ​​fighting for hegemony and suffering faces, and the lonely and helpless children who died.

There is not much ambitious ambition, it is enough to have rice and grain filling, accompanying relatives, and playing with friends.

It sounds good to fight for the world. But with the effort of hard work and intrigue, it is better to live a good life by yourself. If you have the ability to win some believers and gain some reputation; if you have great ability, you can keep the peace and help the people in the country. Then, wait for Xiao Xiaoyi to grow up, and marry Xiu'er as your daughter-in-law, so you can live a peaceful and leisurely life.

In this process, he can use the "Three Kingdoms Legend of Heroes VII" system to transform the late Han Dynasty in this time and space into the world he wants.

Think about it, one day on Baihu Mountain, Zhuge Kongming wore a long gown, carried a long sword, stood in the wind, bowed and bowed to the ceremony: "The later generations went to Zhuge Liang to name and challenge his fellow disciple Sima Zhongda, please let the king know!"

In Yan Xiaoyi's view, such a scene is far better than "reporting to the king! Military advisor Zhuge and General Zilong defeated Yuan's army in Juancheng, destroyed the enemy's head, and wiped out more than 10,000 enemies."

As for how the court families reacted, King Yan has gradually stopped considering it. He is confident that he has a "system" and will be able to eliminate all objections in a little while.

"Bang!"

While King Yan was imagining his future, a riot suddenly came from downstairs.

"Please go out! Shu Yuelai Inn will not receive those who are 'repeated and wronged about the king'!"

"Dog courage! You are just a servant, how dare you expel us!"

"go out!"

Yan Xiaoyi looked out from the window frame on the third floor. Five men with Lun scarf were driven out by the inn servants. They were so angry that they kept scolding "Sir, a slut". One of the men even cursed Baihu Mountain and King Yan: "You fools, don't you know that Yan Xiaoer is a 'demon thief'..."

King Yan shook his head, not knowing where this man came from, but he dared to speak irresponsiblely in his "doctrine". He really didn't know how to live or die!

Sure enough, before the man finished speaking, a refugee working in an inn was furious when he heard this, shouting, "Stop the mouth", rushed out and kicked it.

"ah!"

The man screamed and was kicked to the ground. He didn't say that he had chewed the mud on the ground, and his incisors were half broken. Before he could get up, several half-sized people who were playing in front of the inn ran over with mud and thin branches. Without saying a word, they beat and smashed.

"Who are you people like you, what qualifications are there to praise and criticize the king?"

"The king and the heavenly beings come to the world, and countless living people live. The reputation of benevolence and virtue spread to the prefectures and counties. How can these ignorant people insult you! Beat! Don't be beaten to death!"

"Little Donkey, suck his unvirtuous mouth!"

Countless refugees and villagers surrounded them, pointed at the few people, mocked and despised them.

It was not until the mountain patrol team arrived that the situation stopped further development. Yan Xiaoyi shook his head, stopped paying attention, and instead thought about what the person said before.

How to recruit scribes?

In the form of a "Classics and Learnings"?

Or is it a "exam" form in later generations?

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Changge, the official military academy field.

The soldiers and generals were in a sensation because of Pan Feng's words.

When Pan Feng first arrived at the fortress, the government army was not familiar with its combat power, so there was no way to compare it. However, the opponents he invited were people who were all known to everyone in the camp.

The official army had tens of thousands of people, from generals to soldiers and prisoners. In terms of fighting bravely, the army's Sima Sun Jian's unit was the first!

His subordinate Zu Mao and Han Dang's generals were even more brave and brave.

These are the ones Pan Feng invited!

"Okay, okay! Let me, Han Dang, meet you, like a madman!"

"Is it a certain Cheng Pu! The arrogant child is overtaken by Cheng Pu!"

"I'm so angry! Zu Mao will not forgive you!"

"Sun Jing is here!"

The four generals under the tent of the Sima Sun Jian of the Army each took a spear, snake spear, double swords, and halberds. They stepped onto the colonel's field and surrounded the madman surnamed Pan with a grim smile.

Even if they belong to the Han camp, they cannot be divided into life and death. However, this battle must be severely humiliated by the madman in order to vent their anger.

"Aweng, when did Pan Qiuhuang become so arrogant?!" Du Peng frowned. Even if he is brave enough to be a master Zhang, he would not say such a big deal. If you fight against four generals, do you think these are bandits?

"Pan Qiuhuang is one of the six true teachings of Baihu Mountain, and is very popular with the little king. Although his martial arts are a little poor, he was given several immortal techniques and obtained several immortal treasures. His strength cannot be underestimated. Moreover, since Guan Yunchang and Xiahou Yuanrang were allowed to appear on stage, it must be because of his ability to win." Du Zhong analyzed the situation for his son.

A few days ago, the itinerary was urgent and there was no time to talk much. Seeing that although his son was calm and introverted than before, he was obviously taciturn and said little, he was a little worried, so he took this opportunity to talk to Du Peng.

Du Peng was a little disbelief and said, "Previously, Duke Xuande had analyzed that the so-called immortal technique should be the ability to control the earth, water, fire and wind. Its power is slightly insufficient, but it is enough to shock the battlefield and change the situation of the battle. But when it comes to single players being more martial, are you afraid that the gain is not large?"

"Have you just seen a few immortal techniques?" Du Zhong shook his head and said, "Good boy, this peace thief has come, so you go back to the mountain with me to pay homage to the king!"

"Aweng, I have agreed with Master Zhang to follow him!"

"Then let you, Master Zhang, go back to the mountain together!"

"Uh, let's discuss this matter later. Look, those four generals are on the court!"

...

"Madman! Are you going to fight the four of me empty-handed?"

Zu Mao shook his palm and asked.

Pan Feng stretched out his hand and [Dragon Sword and Spear] was holding it.

Immortal Soldier?

Zu Mao and Sun Jing and the other four suddenly became alert, and most of the anger dissipated. They raised their weapons together and responded carefully.

"Don't delay your efforts, let's go together!"

Pan Feng once again provoked, Zu Mao made a cruel decision, jumped forward quickly, and slashed straight at him with both swords.

"Frozen Blood Knife!"

A cold and cold aura spread on the stage with Pan Feng's whisper. The spear in his hand was completely wrapped in frost, forming a blue giant knife, the cold light was swallowed and spitting, with a domineering spirit!

"Bang!"

Sun Jing and the other two endured the sudden coldness and stomped their feet and were about to rush forward, but they saw that Zu Mao, who was in front, was knocked to the ground by Pan Feng's knife and fainted on the spot.

"Darong!"

Han Dang and the other two were shocked and angry, and brought their troops together and attacked forward!

Pan Feng laughed, and did not hide or avoid it. The spear tip of the spear barely stabbed in front of his eyebrows, and the long sword slashed obliquely, and suddenly spun.

A cluster of ice appeared out of thin air, wrapping Han Dang and the other three, together with Zu Mao on the ground, turned into four ice crystals!

It is crystal clear and crystal clear, like four pieces of ice armor.
Chapter completed!