Chapter 283
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To the north of Shenjing City, there is a fortress, Chunhua, at the entrance of the eight forbidden areas of endless mountain space.
In the west of Xinjiang in summer, there are three outer passes and three inner passes. The Chunhua fortress is the second pass of the inner three passes.
The last pass of the three Neiguan passes is the heart of the whole summer, the Shenjing city. Chunhua fortress, as a pass that is traditionally only for military purposes and guarding the Great Wall in the western territory, is still in the vast land of central China. Therefore, it is the first stop for the new soldiers to fight in the endless mountain.
In the course of countless years of fighting with other tribes, the Terran Dynasty summed up a set of extremely perfect troop mobilization system. Before going to the dangerous Yulong pass, which can be called the flesh and blood millstone, the Terran Dynasty had to go through three rounds of battlefield mobilization.
First, he was transferred to Chunhua fortress to garrison the inner great wall and received strict training. Then he formally entered the Qiuyue fortress in the endless mountains to adapt to and be familiar with the surrounding environment completely different from that of the Central Plains in summer, especially the three rounds of sun that never falls and the alternation of days and nights that disappear.
The second is to formally go to the front line, but also not directly to the Yulong pass. Instead, they first transferred troops to the Taihang and Fengqi passes of the three outer passes to clear and resist the boundless insects and beasts in the endless mountains.
Therefore, as a basic learning place for recruits, there are many sects in Chunhua fortress, such as bingzong, Linglong Zong and so on, which are closely related to the imperial court of the great Xia Dynasty. Most of them believe in tyranny, but there is a very special one among them.
Summer Confucian school, spring school.
In the sky of Chunhua fortress, the swift wind falcon, with its wings slightly shaken, is like an arrow from the bow, piercing the sky, and in a flash it has already flown over a huge building in all directions.
The eagle Falcon looked down. The disciples in the white robe were neat and square. In the center of the school, an old man in black was sitting behind the desk. The voice was loud and powerful, and sounded in the sky.
This scene is familiar to the flying eagle falcon, which has already opened some wisdom. Just before March of Moyo, such a ceremony was also held in this school palace. However, at that time, there was a teenager in the center surrounded by four sides, and the young man's eyebrows had a cinnabar pattern that pierced the heaven and earth and could not be directly looked at.
The strong wind Falcon still remembers that day when it whirled around and the road poured down. Its whole soul was almost torn apart. If it had not been for the peaceful breath of the old man, it would have lost its qualification to soar in the sky, so it looked down with gratitude.
Surrounded by 3303 disciples of Confucianism, Dongguo Lezheng, an old man with a noble and upright look, was sitting behind the desk. He waved his sleeves and said to the front:
"disciples, there is an event I want to announce today when the spring flower school palace is closed."
After the old man's voice dropped, more than 3000 disciples bowed forward at the same time and said with one voice:
"only by the master's command."
The old man above saluted, then looked flat in front of him, opened his mouth, and the sound came out.
"According to the order of the White Emperor's palace to support the great emperor, from now on, the Confucian school was moved back to Shenjing city from Chunhua fortress, and the first Daxia school palace was established in Shenjing city. All school-age children can learn Taoism in the school. At the same time, 3333 disciples of Confucianism went south to Shenzhou and selected one of thirty-six states to set up the Daxia school
At the end of the speech, more than 3000 disciples below all looked dignified and fell into silence and thinking. The head of the Confucian sect, Dongguo Le, was stroking his white beard on his chest, giving his disciples enough time to digest. After half a quarter of an hour, he continued to speak slowly and asked:
"how do you feel about your Majesty's will?"
Immediately, all the disciples below all stood up in a moment, bent down and worshipped the sky. At the same time, the sound like a tsunami rolled out of the school.
"I would like to educate your majesty and give them benevolence and righteousness. I will never give up, though I will die without regret."
"Great kindness!"
The head of the Confucianist sect, dressed in a black Confucian robe, also stood up, looked down and looked around for a circle, and then the voice sounded again.
"Our Confucian school was moved here by the previous generation of sect leaders from the capital of God to the spring flower fortress for just 15 years. In these long years, you and I have honed our way forward. Now we have received the great imperial grace and shoulder the important task of opening a school. I hope you and I can encourage you and me to live up to your Majesty's expectations.
"It must be so!"
After the uniform response from the bottom, Dong Guo Lezheng, the old man, tidied up the wide sleeves of a Confucian robe and turned around with his back.
"At noon, the whole gate will move to the capital of God without any mistake."
After the words fell, the disciples in white saluted and filed out.
Shenjing City, Xuanwu Gate.
The sun is gradually sinking to the West. Even the orange light in the coming winter in Northwest China has a chilling chill. From the Xuanwu Gate of Shenjing city to the north, and between the spring flower fortress, the cold wind whistling at night blows between the broken walls and ruins, which will bring rolling cold fog, which makes people look and fear.
Suddenly, as the Xuanwu Gate moved northward, in the gradually rising cold fog, there appeared a long line of two people walking side by side. Within the long dragon, the disciples of the Confucian school in white Confucian robes were carrying a back frame made of bamboo, and moved forward slowly.Gradually, the whole divine capital was like a shadow in front of us, and the smoke and lights of the people gathered in one place illuminated the whole night sky in front of me. A young man in his early twenties, walking forward, was staring at the magnificent city in front of him. Then he said to the young people beside him:
"Haoxin, since we were children, As the master left the capital city and went to the spring flower fortress, he never came back. I don't know why, compared with the time when we left, the holy capital city has become more magnificent and vast. "
The young man named Haoxin was very handsome with a jade face, especially the two sword eyebrows. He also looked at the front, but did not respond. He just nodded and agreed.
"I haven't decided which state to go to yet. Do you have a place to go in your heart?"
The voice of schoolmate's inquiry sounded again in the ear, and the young man's lips opened slightly and said two words gently.
"Bingzhou!"
This time, the young man beside him was shocked, because according to the knowledge and cultivation of Haoxin, no one even dared to say no to the Daxia school palace in the capital city.
The long dragon, led by the leader of the Confucian sect and composed of more than 3000 disciples, passed through the desolate and cold northern wasteland and finally arrived at Xuanwu Gate in the capital city in the evening.
Officials of the Ministry of rites have been waiting for a long time outside Xuanwu Gate. They come forward and salute in a loud voice:
"Your Majesty is holding a banquet in the Baidi palace to entertain the disciples of Confucianism. Please follow me, please come here."
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To the north of Shenjing City, there is a fortress, Chunhua, at the entrance of the eight forbidden areas of endless mountain space.
In the west of Xinjiang in summer, there are three outer passes and three inner passes. The Chunhua fortress is the second pass of the inner three passes.
The last pass of the three Neiguan passes is the heart of the whole summer, the Shenjing city. Chunhua fortress, as a pass that is traditionally only for military purposes and guarding the Great Wall in the western territory, is still in the vast land of central China. Therefore, it is the first stop for the new soldiers to fight in the endless mountain.
In the course of countless years of fighting with other tribes, the Terran Dynasty summed up a set of extremely perfect troop mobilization system. Before going to the dangerous Yulong pass, which can be called the flesh and blood millstone, the Terran Dynasty had to go through three rounds of battlefield mobilization.
First, he was transferred to Chunhua fortress to garrison the inner great wall and received strict training. Then he formally entered the Qiuyue fortress in the endless mountains to adapt to and be familiar with the surrounding environment completely different from that of the Central Plains in summer, especially the three rounds of sun that never falls and the alternation of days and nights that disappear.
The second is to formally go to the front line, but also not directly to the Yulong pass. Instead, they first transferred troops to the Taihang and Fengqi passes of the three outer passes to clear and resist the boundless insects and beasts in the endless mountains.
Therefore, as a basic learning place for recruits, there are many sects in Chunhua fortress, such as bingzong, Linglong Zong and so on, which are closely related to the imperial court of the great Xia Dynasty. Most of them believe in tyranny, but there is a very special one among them.
Summer Confucian school, spring school.
In the sky of Chunhua fortress, the swift wind falcon, with its wings slightly shaken, is like an arrow from the bow, piercing the sky, and in a flash it has already flown over a huge building in all directions.
The eagle Falcon looked down. The disciples in the white robe were neat and square. In the center of the school, an old man in black was sitting behind the desk. The voice was loud and powerful, and sounded in the sky.
This scene is familiar to the flying eagle falcon, which has already opened some wisdom. Just before March of Moyo, such a ceremony was also held in this school palace. However, at that time, there was a teenager in the center surrounded by four sides, and the young man's eyebrows had a cinnabar pattern that pierced the heaven and earth and could not be directly looked at.
The strong wind Falcon still remembers that day when it whirled around and the road poured down. Its whole soul was almost torn apart. If it had not been for the peaceful breath of the old man, it would have lost its qualification to soar in the sky, so it looked down with gratitude.
Surrounded by 3303 disciples of Confucianism, Dongguo Lezheng, an old man with a noble and upright look, was sitting behind the desk. He waved his sleeves and said to the front:
"disciples, there is an event I want to announce today when the spring flower school palace is closed."
After the old man's voice dropped, more than 3000 disciples bowed forward at the same time and said with one voice:
"only by the master's command."
The old man above saluted, then looked flat in front of him, opened his mouth, and the sound came out.
"According to the order of the White Emperor's palace to support the great emperor, from now on, the Confucian school was moved back to Shenjing city from Chunhua fortress, and the first Daxia school palace was established in Shenjing city. All school-age children can learn Taoism in the school. At the same time, 3333 disciples of Confucianism went south to Shenzhou and selected one of thirty-six states to set up the Daxia school
At the end of the speech, more than 3000 disciples below all looked dignified and fell into silence and thinking. The head of the Confucian sect, Dongguo Le, was stroking his white beard on his chest, giving his disciples enough time to digest. After half a quarter of an hour, he continued to speak slowly and asked:
"how do you feel about your Majesty's will?"
Immediately, all the disciples below all stood up in a moment, bent down and worshipped the sky. At the same time, the sound like a tsunami rolled out of the school.
"I would like to educate your majesty and give them benevolence and righteousness. I will never give up, though I will die without regret."
"Great kindness!"
The head of the Confucianist sect, dressed in a black Confucian robe, also stood up, looked down and looked around for a circle, and then the voice sounded again.
"Our Confucian school was moved here by the previous generation of sect leaders from the capital of God to the spring flower fortress for just 15 years. In these long years, you and I have honed our way forward. Now we have received the great imperial grace and shoulder the important task of opening a school. I hope you and I can encourage you and me to live up to your Majesty's expectations.
"It must be so!"
After the uniform response from the bottom, Dong Guo Lezheng, the old man, tidied up the wide sleeves of a Confucian robe and turned around with his back.
"At noon, the whole gate will move to the capital of God without any mistake."
After the words fell, the disciples in white saluted and filed out.
Shenjing City, Xuanwu Gate.
The sun is gradually sinking to the West. Even the orange light in the coming winter in Northwest China has a chilling chill. From the Xuanwu Gate of Shenjing city to the north, and between the spring flower fortress, the cold wind whistling at night blows between the broken walls and ruins, which will bring rolling cold fog, which makes people look and fear.
Suddenly, as the Xuanwu Gate moved northward, in the gradually rising cold fog, there appeared a long line of two people walking side by side. Within the long dragon, the disciples of the Confucian school in white Confucian robes were carrying a back frame made of bamboo, and moved forward slowly.Gradually, the whole divine capital was like a shadow in front of us, and the smoke and lights of the people gathered in one place illuminated the whole night sky in front of me. A young man in his early twenties, walking forward, was staring at the magnificent city in front of him. Then he said to the young people beside him:
"Haoxin, since we were children, As the master left the capital city and went to the spring flower fortress, he never came back. I don't know why, compared with the time when we left, the holy capital city has become more magnificent and vast. "
The young man named Haoxin was very handsome with a jade face, especially the two sword eyebrows. He also looked at the front, but did not respond. He just nodded and agreed.
"I haven't decided which state to go to yet. Do you have a place to go in your heart?"
The voice of schoolmate's inquiry sounded again in the ear, and the young man's lips opened slightly and said two words gently.
"Bingzhou!"
This time, the young man beside him was shocked, because according to the knowledge and cultivation of Haoxin, no one even dared to say no to the Daxia school palace in the capital city.
The long dragon, led by the leader of the Confucian sect and composed of more than 3000 disciples, passed through the desolate and cold northern wasteland and finally arrived at Xuanwu Gate in the capital city in the evening.
Officials of the Ministry of rites have been waiting for a long time outside Xuanwu Gate. They come forward and salute in a loud voice:
"Your Majesty is holding a banquet in the Baidi palace to entertain the disciples of Confucianism. Please follow me, please come here."
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To the north of Shenjing City, there is a fortress, Chunhua, at the entrance of the eight forbidden areas of endless mountain space. In the west of Xinjiang in summer, there are three outer passes and three inner passes. The Chunhua fortress is the second pass of the inner three passes. The last pass of the three Neiguan passes is the heart of the whole summer, the Shenjing city. Chunhua fortress, as a pass that is traditionally only for military purposes and guarding the Great Wall in the western territory, is still in the vast land of central China. Therefore, it is the first stop for the new soldiers to fight in the endless mountain. In the course of countless years of fighting with other tribes, the Terran Dynasty summed up a set of extremely perfect troop mobilization system. Before going to the dangerous Yulong pass, which can be called the flesh and blood millstone, the Terran Dynasty had to go through three rounds of battlefield mobilization. First, he was transferred to Chunhua fortress to garrison the inner great wall and received strict training. Then he formally entered the Qiuyue fortress in the endless mountains to adapt to and be familiar with the surrounding environment completely different from that of the Central Plains in summer, especially the three rounds of sun that never falls and the alternation of days and nights that disappear. The second is to formally go to the front line, but also not directly to the Yulong pass. Instead, they first transferred troops to the Taihang and Fengqi passes of the three outer passes to clear and resist the boundless insects and beasts in the endless mountains. Therefore, as a basic learning place for recruits, there are many sects in Chunhua fortress, such as bingzong, Linglong Zong and so on, which are closely related to the imperial court of the great Xia Dynasty. Most of them believe in tyranny, but there is a very special one among them. Summer Confucian school, spring school. In the sky of Chunhua fortress, the swift wind falcon, with its wings slightly shaken, is like an arrow from the bow, piercing the sky, and in a flash it has already flown over a huge building in all directions. The eagle Falcon looked down. The disciples in the white robe were neat and square. In the center of the school, an old man in black was sitting behind the desk. The voice was loud and powerful, and sounded in the sky. This scene is familiar to the flying eagle falcon, which has already opened some wisdom. Just before March of Moyo, such a ceremony was also held in this school palace. However, at that time, there was a teenager in the center surrounded by four sides, and the young man's eyebrows had a cinnabar pattern that pierced the heaven and earth and could not be directly looked at. The strong wind Falcon still remembers that day when it whirled around and the road poured down. Its whole soul was almost torn apart. If it had not been for the peaceful breath of the old man, it would have lost its qualification to soar in the sky, so it looked down with gratitude. Surrounded by 3303 disciples of Confucianism, Dongguo Lezheng, an old man with a noble and upright look, was sitting behind the desk. He waved his sleeves and said to the front: "disciples, there is an event I want to announce today when the spring flower school palace is closed." After the old man's voice dropped, more than 3000 disciples bowed forward at the same time and said with one voice: "only by the master's command." The old man above saluted, then looked flat in front of him, opened his mouth, and the sound came out. "According to the order of the White Emperor's palace to support the great emperor, from now on, the Confucian school was moved back to Shenjing city from Chunhua fortress, and the first Daxia school palace was established in Shenjing city. All school-age children can learn Taoism in the school. At the same time, 3333 disciples of Confucianism went south to Shenzhou and selected one of thirty-six states to set up the Daxia school At the end of the speech, more than 3000 disciples below all looked dignified and fell into silence and thinking. The head of the Confucian sect, Dongguo Le, was stroking his white beard on his chest, giving his disciples enough time to digest. After half a quarter of an hour, he continued to speak slowly and asked: "how do you feel about your Majesty's will?" Immediately, all the disciples below all stood up in a moment, bent down and worshipped the sky. At the same time, the sound like a tsunami rolled out of the school. "I would like to educate your majesty and give them benevolence and righteousness. I will never give up, though I will die without regret." "Great kindness!" The head of the Confucianist sect, dressed in a black Confucian robe, also stood up, looked down and looked around for a circle, and then the voice sounded again. "Our Confucian school was moved here by the previous generation of sect leaders from the capital of God to the spring flower fortress for just 15 years. In these long years, you and I have honed our way forward. Now we have received the great imperial grace and shoulder the important task of opening a school. I hope you and I can encourage you and me to live up to your Majesty's expectations. "It must be so!" After the uniform response from the bottom, Dong Guo Lezheng, the old man, tidied up the wide sleeves of a Confucian robe and turned around with his back. "At noon, the whole gate will move to the capital of God without any mistake." After the words fell, the disciples in white saluted and filed out. Shenjing City, Xuanwu Gate. The sun is gradually sinking to the West. Even the orange light in the coming winter in Northwest China has a chilling chill. From the Xuanwu Gate of Shenjing city to the north, and between the spring flower fortress, the cold wind whistling at night blows between the broken walls and ruins, which will bring rolling cold fog, which makes people look and fear. Suddenly, as the Xuanwu Gate moved northward, in the gradually rising cold fog, there appeared a long line of two people walking side by side. Within the long dragon, the disciples of the Confucian school in white Confucian robes were carrying a back frame made of bamboo, and moved forward slowly.Gradually, the whole divine capital was like a shadow in front of us, and the smoke and lights of the people gathered in one place illuminated the whole night sky in front of me. A young man in his early twenties, walking forward, was staring at the magnificent city in front of him. Then he said to the young people beside him: "Haoxin, since we were children, As the master left the capital city and went to the spring flower fortress, he never came back. I don't know why, compared with the time when we left, the holy capital city has become more magnificent and vast. " The young man named Haoxin was very handsome with a jade face, especially the two sword eyebrows. He also looked at the front, but did not respond. He just nodded and agreed. "I haven't decided which state to go to yet. Do you have a place to go in your heart?" The voice of schoolmate's inquiry sounded again in the ear, and the young man's lips opened slightly and said two words gently. "Bingzhou!" This time, the young man beside him was shocked, because according to the knowledge and cultivation of Haoxin, no one even dared to say no to the Daxia school palace in the capital city. The long dragon, led by the leader of the Confucian sect and composed of more than 3000 disciples, passed through the desolate and cold northern wasteland and finally arrived at Xuanwu Gate in the capital city in the evening. Officials of the Ministry of rites have been waiting for a long time outside Xuanwu Gate. They come forward and salute in a loud voice: "Your Majesty is holding a banquet in the Baidi palace to entertain the disciples of Confucianism. Please follow me, please come here." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
