"..."
Mo Xie leaned his hands on his chest and legs, leaning against the porch behind Gu Mang: "Do you think gentlemen are familiar?"
"Well, I think I've met him, but I forgot him."
Mo Xi slightly raised his eyebrow: "Junzi Hui died a few hundred years ago. You're afraid you're wrong."
Gu Mang was not reconciled, staring at the portrait and going back and forth many times, and finally determined: "I must have seen something similar to him. Do you think he will rise to immortality, so he has not died?"
"impossible."
"why?"
"Junzi Hui finally died of the destruction of the spiritual core, and that was also his battle against God." Mo Xi said, "Since then, Chonghua has no second 'Hui'."
Those who have experienced the pain of spiritual nuclear damage, Gu Mang subconsciously asked, "Why is his spiritual core destroyed? Is it because of doing bad things?"
"Junzi Hui has always been walking in frost and snow, and he has been a boy, if you want to say that he has done something wrong ... probably it is an exception to accept a disciple of the Palace of Learning."
The man painted by the small statue lay in the silk attached to the scroll, his eyes were peaceful and peaceful, with compassion and tenderness.
Gu Mang murmured, "I believe the wrong person ... but none of these books?"
"The Old History of Zhonghua" is just a brief history. It does not contain a biography, but only the spells and merits created. Naturally, you don't see anything famous. "
"Then can you tell me about these famous halls?" Gu Mang said, simply turning from the other side of the cloister bench to the bench with long legs, looking at Mo Xi with anticipation.
Mo Xi: "... Sit down, don't look like a hooligan."
Gu Mang reluctantly lowered his long legs.
There was nothing left or right. Mo Xi thought for a moment, and he felt the veins, and then he talked with Gu Mang about the past.
"The gentleman's name is Shen Tang. He was once the master and master of the Xiu Xue Palace. During the period when he was in charge of the Xue Palace, Chonghua produced countless general masters and created many different magical methods. . At that time, there was a legend that no matter how badly qualified a disciple was, he could be reborn and succeeded as long as he was instructed by the master of the Tang Dynasty. So people called him 'Dianshichengjinjunzihui'. "
Gu Mang said, "Isn't everyone asking for him to teach?"
"There is no need to ask. Shen Tang has no teaching. He is the master of the academy. Every disciple who enters the academy pays his attention." Mo paused, "even including the servants of the academy."
Mo Xi continued: "At that time, there was a little slave in the Xiu Xue Xue Palace. He was unwilling to bow his head with people all his life. He longed for the ability to call the rain and the wind like a monk. In the name of the seat, Momo was listening beside Xingtan. "
"Ah ... aren't they driving him so blatantly?"
"Other elders may, but Shen Tang won't." Mo Xi said, "The slave also got the master Shen Gong and others to be kind, so he stared at his lessons. And his mind is very bright, Shen Tang and his disciples said He would almost always remember it in his words. "
Gu Mang raised his hand and said, "I see! Then the little slave secretly cultivated by himself, became a very powerful person, and fought with Princess Begonia--"
The ink went out for a moment, and the somber face that had always been so cold revealed some rare confusion: "Who and who?"
"That amazing princess like Mengze, Princess Begonia."
"... It's Shen Tang Palace Master. And Xue Palace Palace Master and Princess Mengze don't mean the same thing."
Gu Mang said, "Well, it sounds the same anyway, then Princess Shen Tang."
Mo Xia slightly twitched his mouth. When Brother Gu used to tease him, he always liked to call him His Royal Highness Princess. This guy cares about other men's hobbies like princess, but it hasn't changed since then.
Mo Xi raised his hand with a headache and rubbed his long, wide fingers against his forehead. He didn't want to study the princess with Gu Mang, so he calmed down for a while, and then said, "You guessed it well in the first half. The slave is indeed in Cultivate yourself secretly, but things are not so easy. The formation of the spiritual core is a dangerous process. The stronger the spiritual core talent that is formed, the greater the suffering of the monk. The slave did not expect his potential to be so amazing that he was at the beginning. The beginning of the spiritual core out of control and ran away, triggering a raging fire in the house of Xue Gong, and his stealing of magic was revealed, and he was transferred to the master of the Tang Palace. "
Gu Mang listened intently, seeing Mo stopped here, could not help asking: "After that? Did Princess Shen Tang abolish the slave's spiritual core?"
"No. The spiritual core of that slave had not yet formed, and it was in the stage of cohesion. The whole person was in pain. Shen Tangzhi knew that if no one took the lead to guide the rescue, this person would violently die. So his heart became secretive and eventually It violated the rule that the slaves could not practice at that time, and helped the man survive the calamity. "
The vegetation in the courtyard swayed, Mo Xi looked up at the sparkling water, and then said.
"After Shen Tang helped the man to cross the robbery, the person knelt down and thanked him, saying that he had a grassy ring and it was difficult for him to report his life. Shen Tang saw that he had a spiritual root and was a man of gratitude, and he relented for a moment, then She Mingjun went to school with an exception and accepted him as a disciple. "
Gu Man sighed: "This slave is also very lucky. By the way, what is his name?"
"He didn't have a name for his parents. On weekdays, the school administrators called him the thirteenth child by his slave number. After Shen Tang took him in, he changed his name." Mo Xi paused and said, " It's shabby. "
Shen Tanghua was dark.
As if surprised by the name, several birds flew in the court, flying over the eaves of high pecks, and flying towards the sky.
Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang.
This is a very interesting situation. Huabomian 's notoriety is like a taboo that cannot be touched. As if even the three words are spoken, they will be cursed by the grieving spirit. Until now, Chonghua did n't dare to mention this person easily. . But Gu Mang heard the name of this big devil, just like he heard any cats and dogs, and had no response.
Just asked: "Is Hua Po An the person who Princess Shen Tang believes wrongly?"
"That's right. He was the one who Shen Tang paid wrongly. At that time, Shen Tang had no idea what evil animal he had received, and he didn't know that he had given his own name to the devil who had been in trouble for nearly a century in Kyushu. He only thought he was It 's as trivial as ever. "
Having said that, Mo Xi looked down at the portrait of Shen Tang drenched in the sun, and the eyebrows drawn by the pen and ink were warm and soft, as if he was facing the people of later generations through the rivers and streams of time.
"Year after year, Hua Poyin has indeed lived up to Shen Tang's intentions, and has become more and more powerful. He has repeatedly made great achievements for Zhonghua, and has been honored and praised by the king. He even moved the abolition of slavery to practice. Ban, hoping to get more timeless as he is. "
Gu Mang became more and more surprised when he heard that Chonghua already had the idea of using a large number of slaves at that time? He couldn't help but ask, "Did the waste succeed?"
"No. The abolition order is not so hasty. The king decided to first allow Hua Poan to go to the people to select a group of slaves with Huigen and teach them to practice."
Gu Mang seemed a little lost, but still sighed, "This is fine, at least I have a chance to prove myself ..."
Mo Xie seemed to have heard a big joke, "Prove yourself? ... Yes, they have proved themselves. But what proves is not the spiritual power, but the ambition of the wolf."
Speaking, his eyes matched those blue eyes that were as blue as the sea: "Gu Mang, do you know why the nobles of Chonghua are so afraid of slave monks?"
Gu Meng shook his head.
"Because of this incident, Huashang did it, and King Shang gave him the power to form an army, but he finally stabbed King Chonghua with this sharp knife." Mo Xi looked darkly, "The flowers brought out The monk did not want to serve the state, but wanted to change the world and change the whole city. He turned it around. "
Gu Mang was silent, gradually pondering over Weier: "... so the army I used to have is very similar to the flower, isn't it?"
"... Yes." Mo Xi was silent for a while, slowly, "Many people have seen the shadow of the flower in your body. In the past, the master of the Tang Dynasty Palace took the initiative to stop it. If you commit another crime, you must repeat it. China is bound to be another catastrophe, and this time I do not know who can stop it. "
Gu Mang's face changed slightly. He squeezed the bamboo knuckles of his knuckles and turned slightly white, and asked in a low voice, "Do I look like him? Me and Huabo are dark?"
"..." Seeing Gu Man's anxiety, Mo Xi said in a mild tone, "You and he are different people. Although you are indeed treasonous, Hua Po An is an unreasonable lunatic. The slave monk in his hand quickly grew and grabbed many sphenoid beauties for military use. "
"What is the sphenoid beauty seat?"
"A person with a special constitution." Mo Xi seems to be disgusted by this. He doesn't want to say more. He simply said, "You can make a double repair stove, or use it to drink blood and meat. Just eat these people, even Even ordinary minor repairs can be quickly promoted in cultivation. It is by this cruel way of eating people to quickly cultivate a group of slaves who have pledged allegiance to him, and even set up a nation and established themselves as the king in the north of Zhonghua . "
Mo Xi said, raising his hand to cover Gu Mang 's Old History of Zhonghua, spreading his knees, and lowering his head, "I have said so much, let me ask you, now you know which country the founder of Hua Po An is Are you king? "
Gu Mang hesitated, hesitating, "... is ... 燎, 燎 ..."
"That's right." Mo Xi's expression slowly became serious, "the founder of the founding country of the country spent a dark flower. He was the first consequence of Chonghua's trust in slaves."
Mo Xi originally wanted to speak with him about the history of Zhonghua and Yan Guo, and did not insinuate Gu Mang. But the speaker was unintentional, listening to his intentions, and Gu Mang fell into an awkward and awkward situation all at once. He seemed to be choking his throat, and he couldn't say anything for a moment.
During this time, the more he knew, the more unreasonable he felt before his amnesia. Although Chonghua has a lot of unsatisfactory things, at least it tried to change the system and want to get better, but it suffered calculations instead-for example, it trusted Huabaosha, but Huabaosha gave it The nobles headed by Shen Tang made a stab.
With him, can he trust a slave-born man again without any fear?
No one knows whether he will be the next flower to dim, or whether he will create a second black devil country.
Under these circumstances, Chonghua still gave them a second chance. Regardless of checks and balances, use, or other reasons, Chonghua gave power to a slave for the second time. That is him and his army.
When Laojun made this decision, how much determination and courage should he use?
But Gu Mang eventually became a second-class flower. Although he did not lead an army uprising, he defected, and even fled to the country created by Hua Po An.
He still embarked on a similar road to Hua Po An.
Gu Mang was silent, and for a long time, he silently put down the bamboo roll in his hand.
He said, "... I'm sorry ..."
Sorry is the most powerless word in the world, Gu Mang has repeated thousands of times in front of the heroic tombstone.
Mo extinguished for a moment and understood Gu Mang's meaning, but he didn't know what to say. At this time, he heard Gu Mang whispered, "What about Princess Shen Tang? What happened to him ... Ruined? "
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