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Chapter 1186 The old dream goes to a new journey

Chapter 1186 The old dream goes to a new journey

"How to say?"

While the bonfire was burning, Chen Fan and Qian Luoning chatted in a low voice, walking past the corners under the bright or dark eaves.

"It's very simple. In the past, the locals were governed by local sages. Although there were prefects and county magistrates, the imperial power was not subordinate to the county. In the local area, the imperial power and the village sages checked and balanced each other. For the common people, although the imperial power and the village sages have both They may be persecuted, but the local sages are rooted in the local area. Even if they exploit and harm the people, there will be a bottom line. But if this check and balance is eliminated, and all power is brought back to the government through the struggle for land, there will be no place where there will be enough checks and balances. There will be no bottom line for officials to exploit the people. At that time, it was difficult to say whether the land recovered from the landlords belonged to the state or the county magistrate…”

"Then is there...the possibility that only the land will be collected first, and the power will not be fully seized for the time being?"

"In the case of land acquisition, it's not that the state has to take the land to sell it to enrich its own pockets. Moreover, the land is the lifeblood of those landlords, and the power cannot be held, and the local government acts against yin and yin, and the nominal collection has no substance. Meaning, and if the land can be collected, it will actually prove that the power of the Huaxia Army has completely overwhelmed the local sages. If the land is not collected, and the land is seized, there will be no such thing. "

"...Go on."

"And according to Mr. Ning's conception, the recovery of land and power is actually for the ability to control and mobilize the people at the bottom. With this ability to control and mobilize, they can drive them to study, to understand things, and They read books and understand the truth, and they will actually enhance a country's mobilization of the people at the bottom. These things complement each other and promote each other, which is a possible way to achieve equality."

"..."

"According to the saying over there, land and power are actually responsibilities. This power is there, you can take it from Xiangxian, and after you take it, you must make a promise that you will be better than Xiangxian. Landlords can do better, they must have specific methods to protect the interests of all the people. If there is no such specific method, even if everyone shouts that equality is the truth of the world, it would be better to return the power to the sages. A more secure, equality of all without a methodology, is no more just than the exploitation of the country landlords."

The two walked forward, Qian Luoning said what he heard from Ning Yi, and Chen Fan listened quietly.

For a long time, due to the promotion of Ning Yi, there have been various schools of thought in the Huaxia Army.During this period, the democratic faction supported by Watermelon had the most pure and in-depth exploration of equality, and as a veteran of the Miaojiang Clan, Chen Fan had long known that Ning Yi would frankly discuss various issues with Watermelon and others for a long time. Equal means of practice.

At the side of Watermelon, Qian Luoning, the most savvy right-hand man, had the deepest understanding of these things, including in Lao Niutou's experiment, because Watermelon could not go to the town, he also sent Qian Luoning as an observer to carefully watch the whole process of the practice.It is also for this reason that the ideas he is talking about at this moment are actually similar to Ning Yi's basic idea of ​​promoting this matter.

"... Various deductions have been carried out many times." Qian Luoning said calmly, "In most cases, the local officials stationed in various places, the possibility of corruption, and the ability to deal with the inspections above and even drag the inspectors into the water. Possibly, they are all higher than a dangerous value. We can hold more meetings, rely on self-consciousness, or practice torture... But the results are not optimistic. Of course, before we actually do it, we can't be sure whether it is a bit unfounded, because in the In this kind of deduction, everyone will definitely go for the worst result..."

"Is there a way for Lao Ning?"

"I can't tell right now." Qian Luoning shook his head, "According to Mr. Ning's opinion, the biggest problem with these deductions is the problem of distance... When the Huaxia Army was in Xiaocanghe, Mr. Ning alone could Let it turn, if there is an internal incident, he can respond as soon as possible. When he arrived in Hedengsan County, his response was relatively slow, and sometimes there were problems. Now we occupy the entire Chengdu Plain, the area is wider, and there are many news from other places. Reviewing is more troublesome, especially in local and rural areas, it is easy to make various mistakes..."

"Now that we have defeated the Jurchen, and there are elite soldiers from the Fifth Army and the Seventh Army, no one on the bright side can turn the tide and push for land reforms. Although there are risks, they should be able to do it. But if Looking at the whole world in the future, from Bianliang to Lingnan, a working group will be dispatched for ten days and a half months. It will take a few months to verify one thing. When they come back, if there is a problem and then do a second round of verification, the evidence is basically gone. In this way, if an official wants to do something bad in a foreign place, the center will not be able to react at all, and the sage landlords who have common interests with the local people will be just."

"Everything lies in information." Qian Luoning said here, shook his head and smiled, "Once he said this sentence, and later suggested that we go to the Gewu Institute to find the answer, saying that sometimes the emergence of new technologies may promote the development of the world. We went to have a look, we have a few ideas, and we are not quite sure... But we feel that the land reform has been decided. Although the conditions in the world are not enough, we are still ready to walk a tightrope in the southwest and explore the road. And as you can imagine, watermelon is definitely the most supportive for this matter..."

At this time, the surrounding night was submerged, the stars were blazing, and the restless city was suffering in the rising smoke.This is a moment that symbolizes the opening of another major turmoil in Jiangnan. The two exchanged these words calmly, and discussed the future of the southwest for a while.It was also at this time that on the dark courtyard wall in the night, a woman with a scar on her face was quietly looking at the undulating flames of the city in the distance.

The traces of Jiangning in the past are being wiped away by the burning fireworks. The streets and alleys that I once walked through, people and people, and the deep house compound I lived in have also been turned into ruins. I will come back one day in the future. I am afraid that even the traces will be difficult to find.

This is her hometown. At this time, there are only occasional shouts and screams from far and near. It is this harsh world, still chewing on the voices of the world.

This sound will continue for a long time.

……

At the same midnight, blazing flames shrouded the streets that had experienced fighting in the daytime. The solemn rituals of the Great Guangming Religion stretched along these long streets, with the sounds of chanting, prayers, witch dances, and rituals of praying to the gods. Mixed together, they are pointing the way to the sky for the vice sect King Nanda who died in the daytime and many heroic followers.

And far away from this street, in the dark and quiet corner of the northern end of the city, can you see two figures, one large and one small, spilling the white ashes in their hands to the river ahead.And in this quiet atmosphere, the huge figure was also slowly telling an old story of the rivers and lakes, about the past of the Great Bright Sect, about the ups and downs of life and destiny of several brothers and sisters, about Wang The journey that Nanda and Sikong Nan had already sunk into darkness.

In front of the little monk, the huge figure spoke calmly and calmly, without grief.

"A few days ago... I talked to your uncle about you, saying that you came to Jiangning and got a name called 'Four-foot Y Demon'. He was very worried about you and fell for his teacher. I find it interesting... This time I went south, I was worried about your gentle personality and that your life was not exciting enough. Your uncle was more trivial. When he was young, he was nicknamed 'Crazy Tiger'. When he is old, mother-in-law and mother, but I will When you accept him as a disciple, he also treats you as a parent-child and nephew, and his concern for you cannot be faked."

"You must remember this. But, the matter of avenging your uncle...you don't care."

In the darkness, Lin Zongwu spilled the ashes in his hands little by little, and the little monk beside him choked up: "Master..."

"Peace." Lin Zongwu said, "Your master and uncle have lived in the green forest all their lives, and they have been respected by many people, but in the same way, since they have friends, they have also forged many hatreds. These things can sometimes be traced back to their origins. , I can say that I have a clear conscience, but there are also some that are intertwined with cause and effect, and I can't tell. Your uncle, and the uncle who passed away more than ten years ago, have happy and grudges in their lives, even if they are not heroes, they are still heroes. , Your uncle's death is the result of fighting in battle, there is no good or evil, just cause and effect, you must understand this."

"But... he is my uncle, and he is good to me, and that is also the cause and effect..."

"If your uncle hears this, he will be relieved." Lin Zongwu smiled, "But peace, you know, Wei Shi is the leader of this Great Bright Sect, and your uncle is the vice leader of Great Bright Sect, but When entering the city this time, why didn’t the master bring you in, and why didn’t your uncle look for you with great fanfare?”

Ping An wiped her tears with choked sobs: "I'm still young..."

"Because of my teacher and my uncle, I hope you can let go of some unnecessary cause and effect, and have a future that is different from ours." The fat monk patted his apprentice's shoulder, "When people grow old, cause and effect will be entangled in their lives. , The ins and outs of many things are unclear and cannot be put aside. The Great Light Teaching originated from Manichaeism, and there are thousands of people in the world, but among them, there are good things and bad things, and I have never been a teacher in my life. clear it up..."

"It's also like the grievances and grievances between the Huaxia Army and Southwest Ning Liheng because of Fang La back then, and our grievances with Fang La have something to do with the Mani leader He Yunsheng many years ago..."

The stars wandered in the night sky, and the water flowed slowly under the night. This night, Lin Zongwu had talked with the little monk a lot about the past. At this time, he was not in a hurry to talk about He Yunsheng and the Manichaeism of the past.

He said: "...After Fang La's Yongle Rebellion, this Ning Yi ostensibly worked for the right Prime Minister Qin Siyuan, but in private he was secretly communicating with Liu Xigua, Chen Fan and other bandits. After Fang La's death, Fang Qifo was arrested. The six-door arresters escorted them to Beijing, Fang Baihua, Liu Xigua, Chen Fan and others waited for the opportunity to rescue me. Your uncle and I have taken back our teaching rights, so we were entrusted by the senior officials in Beijing to clear up these old grievances. And Ning Yi arrived, and in order to save Liu Xigua and Chen Fan, he formed a beam... He is a ruthless man, seeing Fang Qifo dragging everyone down, he chopped off Fang Qifo's head at that time..."

"...Later, I traveled around the world after my master's comeback, visited various masters, and tried to find Zhou Tong to learn from each other. On Luliang Mountain...only to find that he had already had a border pass with the power of the Right Prime Minister's Office at that time. The layout of the second round..."

"...Afterwards, when the Jin people went south for the first time, Qin Siyuan, the right prime minister, guarded Bianliang. Although he held it, he suffered heavy losses... It is well known to outsiders that Qin Siyuan is the prime minister of power. Good end, when he was on the throne, even Cai Jing, Tong Guan, and Li Gang didn't dare to touch their tiger whiskers... Until the emperor came to his senses and exiled him, I will wait for the voices of the rivers and lakes to enter the capital. Hoeing, and thus the third round of conflict... Many masters in the sect were at that time... hunted down by the army and burned to the ground..."

"After Qin Siyuan's death, he entered the Golden Palace to kill the monarch... At that time, when he faced the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, he said a word..."

"... a bunch of trash."

"Peace." Lin Zongwu in the dark carried his hands on his back, "In the past, you were young and yearned for the Huaxia Army. Being a teacher did not think it was a big deal, but for this matter of Ning Yi, the grievances and grievances of the year were for the sake of The teacher never told you much. But after hearing this, do you think this Ning Yi is a good person or a bad person?"

The little monk in the dark didn't speak, and the river was quiet for a moment before Lin Zongwu sighed slightly.

"In the past few years, I don't worry about you inquiring about the Huaxia Army, because he has really done great things in the three years of Xiaocanghe's anti-golden war, until the battle of the Southwest is settled. , he defeated Zong Han and Xi Yin, which is also a great achievement for us Han people. Over the years, Jurchen went south, the world fell, and anyone with blood will have to fight for a breath. Leading troops to fight, master has done it, the battlefield He's not as good as him, but he won't deny him. But recalling the past, is he a good person?"

"...If he was a good man, he should not have taken over the power of the Right Prime Minister's mansion, opened his eyes for the rebels, and had fornication with the rebels. If he was a good person, he should not have secretly operated the Northwest Qingmu Village in the Taiping and prosperous times. Such a bandit village. If he is a good person, he colluded with the right prime minister's government, and for the sake of power, he has done all these things..."

"...Peace, the great hero in the southwest is actually just a hero who only thinks of himself in everything, selfish but also domineering, the emperor blocks his way, he will cut off the emperor's head with a knife, full of The court officials made him unhappy, and he would tell everyone that they were trash. But after he killed the emperor, he went north to Xiaocanghe and dominated the northwest for several years with more than [-] people. He first defeated Xixia, and then killed the emperor. Lou Shi, blocked the Jurchen and even the millions of troops in the world for several years, beheaded without losing his words, and walked away. He looked down on what other people did, and made mad words. Outsiders said that he killed Zhou Zhe, which led to Jing Pingzhi. Shame, but he did get things done. He is domineering and unparalleled, but he has to recognize this as a teacher..."

"...Then Ping An, think about it, what should the hatred forged back then be? Before he defeated the Jurchen, he was a teacher for the sake of the world, killing a single husband, but he defeated the girl after all. Real people... Those sages in the court who called benevolence, righteousness and morality failed to do it. Such a stubborn person, he did it after all. If he kills him for the teacher, and when the Jurchen comes back, no one can defeat them again, then What shall we do?"

Lin Zongwu patted the little monk on the shoulder and walked slowly along the small river in the darkness with his hands behind his back.

"Some things in the world are very complicated. Whether Ning Yi was good or bad, and Qin Siyuan back then was good or bad. A hundred years later, someone will comment on it, but now, it is difficult to trace. Whether you are a teacher, you Shishu is also good. He has a grudge with the Huaxia Army, and he pursues it. He can't explain it, and he can't solve it. But when the soldiers come, they will block the water and cover up. When he comes, I will be his enemy. He will fight against the Jurchen, and I will cooperate with him. When we meet, I will not seek revenge, this is the morality that a bloody person should abide by."

"But peace, this is a meaningless cause and effect left by me and your uncle's generation, he is not so clear about right and wrong. When I learned about you that day, I made a deal with the 'five feet Y demon' of the Huaxia army. I have a friend, I was a little worried, but your uncle enlightened me and said that the grudges of our previous generation do not need to be left to you. Peace, this is your uncle's idea. He hopes that you will walk out of innocence. Don't think about taking revenge all day long at this time. Your 'big brother' who killed your uncle, catches him for the teacher and kills him, but you can't do it."

Lin Zongwu said these words slowly and calmly all the time. Only at the end of this paragraph did he become firm and decisive.In the darkness, the cool night breeze blew, and the tears in Ping An's eyes fell again. He was about to stretch out his hand to wipe it, but the huge figure in front of him stopped for a while, and then the master picked him up, put him on his shoulders and sat down. .

All along, Lin Zongwu has been quite dignified as a teacher, and his requirements for martial arts are also very strict. This kind of thing only happened a few times when he was young, but at this time he was sitting on Lin Zongwu's shoulder and saw this. The majestic figure like the Buddha pointed into the distance.

"Ping An, look at the world and look at it with wide eyes."

he said.

"Since the time we went south this time, the teacher has told you that you must think clearly about what you want. You must see the good and evil in your heart. Evil, ask the bottom of your heart, what do you want to do in this world? Do you want to kill people, or do you want to save people, do you want to be chivalrous, see people's smiles for a while, or do you want to help the world and save the people , The Taiping of the Eternal World, you chased around the city with the young man from the Huaxia Army, trying to kill Zhou Shang, Wei Yunwen, Li Yanfeng, and even Shi Baofeng and Xu Zhaonan. You think they are heinous. Evil people? Then support you as a teacher and kill them all in the future, or do you want to be famous and support you as a teacher, let go and do it."

He felt the figure of the master below gradually running. He rushed up the wall, through the roof, and rushed to the higher pavilion. The little monk felt the wind whistling on the shoulders of the old monk.

"Look at this piece of heaven and earth, it is eating people, it is eating with relish, and it is about to feast on it. Jiangnan is going to fight, countless people will die, everyone will be displaced, and the Central Plains are also fighting. The one who betrayed the Black Flag Army and Liu Guang Shi, Dai Mengwei and others are intrigued, and they will fight to the death. Although Jin is peaceful for a while, but the bandits are rampant, the Jurchen in the north is still eyeing, and will not let the whole world go... Sooner or later, the Huaxia Army will Jumping out from the southwest, fighting for domination in the world. In such a world of great competition, there will be countless wonderful things, you have to see, you have to feel, you have to find the thing you want to do the most, and then go and do it well... …”

The galaxy in the sky was flowing slowly like water waves, the world was moving, and the huge old monk took him and flew to the highest building.

"... Killing people, saving people, you can do it in name, you can ask for money, if you want to find your father, you can go back to Jin and continue to inquire. You can hide in the mountains. But peace, everything is like a dream, only the peace in your heart can prove that you have lived your life well.”

They rushed to the top of the highest building, the stars in the sky shrouded in the sky, the city in front of the field of vision was burning, and the river in the distance was rushing.For some reason, the little monk cried loudly.

"...Ping'an, you are Lin Zongwu's disciple, Wang Nanda's nephew, you have to live the most unrestrained and happy life without any regrets, and then remember them, this is..."

"...What your uncle looks forward to the most from you."

The night wind on the building rolled by, like a rumbling thunder, the heaven and the earth revolved in front of his eyes, and Lin Zongwu's words were like the sound of empowerment, clearly surging in the depths of his heart.At this moment, Lin Anping cried out uncontrollably. This cry was not sad, nor was it uncomfortable. It was the cry of a baby like the world was unfolding before him for the first time. .

The fairy strokes my top.

Hair grows.

******

The night changes, rolling clouds, walking under the starry sky.

I don't know when, the sun gradually came out. The boy named Long Aotian and the girl who pretended to be a little beggar rested in the city for a night, and then tried to leave the city.

After another day, they really found the opportunity to leave the ruined and slaughtered Jiangning City, followed countless refugees, and went in an unknown direction.

The war in the south of the Yangtze River has already begun, and there are more and more rumors in the world. Some refugees starved to death on the side of the road, and some hid in the mountains.A pair of young children walking together are like two ordinary beggars, hiding, stopping and walking.

The news about the Huaxia Army gradually became more distant. They also left Jiangning City and went back to the southwest three thousand miles away. It would not be until a few years later that Ning Ji would know that Hei Niu and others were in Jiangning City at the time. After looking for them for another day, he regretted returning with the team when he couldn't find them. The black girl threatened to beat him well.

"Why don't you go back with them?" Qu Longjun asked about this.

"I still have things to do." The boy replied.

The only reason for him to stay outside is still to find the original Yu Xiaoer, to wash away the grievances on his body, and perhaps further, to make a name for himself and get rid of the humiliation of the "five-foot Y demon".But he didn't explain more to Qu Longjun about these things.

He was hit by the bamboo pole thrown by Lin Zongwu, and the injuries he suffered were not light. After leaving Jiangning City, the war in Jiangnan had already spread, and there were not many medicinal materials they could find. But there are good times and bad.He decided to take Qu Longjun's house deed and take him back to Taihu Lake for a real walk, but during the recovery stage, the two found a small shabby house in the mountains along the way and settled down temporarily.

There are still some small animals in the mountains, and there are fish in the nearby river. When he is better, Ning Ji can go out to get some food and come back to deal with it. He was also robbed by a passing homeless person once.After meeting Ning Ji again, Qu Longjun calmed down. He didn't worry too much about where he would go next. The two settled here like a couple. Qu Longjun was ingenious and picked up some junk. What's more, the rattan bark has also taken care of the small dilapidated house quite warmly.

This is the climate of the Little Ice Age, and winter in Jiangnan comes a little early.There was a light snow that day, Ning Ji's internal injury was a little repeated, his spirit was not good, and there was not much food in the house. Qu Longjun picked up some firewood and came back. When he got home, he found a man in the room. The little bald head in a gray robe was sitting not far from Ning Ji, folding firewood and burning fire, and in front of Ning Ji, his steel knife lay horizontally.

Qu Longjun woke up and suddenly pulled out the short knife in his arms.Ning Ji raised his head over there, and then seemed to react, putting the steel knife aside: "It's okay, it's okay, he's not a bad person."

The little bald head stood up: "Amitabha, the name of Xiaona is Wukong."

"Wu, Wukong..." Qu Longjun thought for a while and remembered, "You...you are the four feet..."

"Xiao Na is the little sage of Qitian." The little bald head smiled.

Qu Longjun was also slightly blessed, she knew that the two were good brothers in Jiangning City.

It was noon, she found the hidden dried fish, and was ready to cook, Ning Ji said, "I need to cook more, he is a rice bucket." The little monk just "hehe" acquiesced.

Qu Longjun knows the etiquette of hospitality. She has learned these things to maintain a man's dignity since she was a child. Although she felt distressed at this time, she also measured a lot of rice and cooked a large pot of rice.When she was cooking and cooking, she heard the two chatting. Most of the time it was the little bald man who was talking. He slowly and slowly told the story of a bad-tempered "Knight" many years ago. This knight's name is "Wang Nanda", she vaguely felt that something was wrong, but Ning Ji did not respond, so she did not express more.

The three of them then ate, and the little monk took out a roast duck from the bag behind him: "Xiao Na brought a roast duck on the road." In such a weather and a chaotic environment, I don't know where he got it from. But Ning Ji took it and tore it in half, and the two of them ate it apart, not for Qu Longjun.

The little monk really had a big appetite, so Ning Ji also ate this meal openly. After a while, he ate the whole pot of rice, and the roast duck was eaten by the two of them.During the meal, the little monk slowly finished the story about Wang Nanda, and talked about the sudden death of the other party. The two sat for a while, and then Ning Ji stood up, moved his hands and feet, and picked up the steel knife. : "After speaking, is it time to fight?"

The little monk stood there, not moving.

He was silent for a moment, then put his hands together: "My master's great light teaching, I don't know if it's good or bad, my uncle, I don't know if it's good or bad, but he treats me very well, I have to remember I also want to tell you about him, you killed my uncle, I want you to know that you killed someone who treated me well."

"So what?"

Tears welled up in the little monk's eyes: "We can't be brothers anymore, but it's not anyone's fault. I'm very sad, and I want you to know about it."

"Uh……"

"Master won't let me take revenge... I still can't figure out these things, but soon, I will be returning to Jindi. One day my parents suddenly disappeared. At that time, I was still young and couldn't remember too many things. I have been looking for them for a few years, and I will continue to look for them... But if one day, I figure things out clearly, there is a way, Long... Young Master Long, I may go to the southwest to find you and settle these grievances. , we might have a fight."

"Uh..." As the information in the little monk's words was digested in his mind, Ning Ji became happy, and he put his hands on his hips, "Ha, there's nothing wrong with that, you can go over at any time and tell you, I, Long Aotian, have been in this life. Haven't been afraid of anyone playing heads-up! Well, you're Fatty Lin's apprentice, I'm... hehe, anyway, we should be the best in the world by then, so that's it, after you think about it, go to Chengdu to participate in the world The first martial arts conference, I saw you go, so I went to participate, let's have a good comparison, and see who is truly qualified to be the number one in the world."

"Well...Actually, I don't really want to be number one in the world..."

"Okay, that's the decision, the gentleman said a word, quickly horse and whip!" Ning Ji decisively stretched out a hand, "Come on, pull the hook!"

The little monk scratched the back of his head, went over with some embarrassment, and checked with him. Although he made a decision not to seek revenge for the time being, the expression on his face was somewhat embarrassed, probably because he did not understand that the atmosphere of the conversation had suddenly changed. Easy and weird.

"How's your injury?" he asked.

"It doesn't matter, it's still easy to hit someone like you!"

Ning Ji then took the opportunity to say something bad about Lin Zongwu, and the little monk protested: "Don't speak ill of my master... Now that you know he is my master, you shouldn't speak ill of him... "

Ning Ji pouted: "With a character like yours, you will always be bullied when you go out."

"I'm also fierce with others."

The two then chatted for a while, Ning Ji told him about the rules of doing things when going to a dangerous place. In short, all kinds of tricks must be done by himself first. Hearing these in peace, he felt an eye-opener. At this time, he just said : "You are much worse than my master..." After chatting like this for a while, he finally got up and was about to leave.

Went outside the house and brought in another bag of rice grains soon after.

"I've known each other for many days, and I always eat your things. This bag of rice is my supply to you. I'm leaving, and there will be disasters in the vicinity. You...you should take care of yourself."

Ning Ji walked over, opened his arms, and suddenly hugged the little monk.

"Take care of you too!" He said calmly, and then let go of the other party.

"Amitabha." Ping An put his hands together, "Xiao Na is gone."

He turned around and walked out of the dilapidated room. Outside the house was an indifferent world of gray and silver. The wind and snow gradually picked up. They looked at the figure of the young man and disappeared from sight.

Ning Ji and Qu Longjun stood side by side, their hands clasped together, Qu Longjun's palm was soft and tender due to the nervousness just now.Both of them had forgotten for a long time to let go of their hands.

Let go of the old past, and soon, people will be embarking on a new journey.And at this time, half of the world was already involved in a sea of ​​blazing fire.

This is the winter of the second year of Wu Zhenxing, and Ning Ji's journey of rivers and lakes continues.At the same time, Ning Yi, who was far away in the southwest, had already learned of the great achievements of his second son in his work and life outside of his dreadful work and life.

The reputation of the Ning family has been ruined by half, and it is on the verge of collapse. At the same time, the earth-shaking waves are also brewing and gathering here.This is a more drastic change than the war in the outside world, and the Huaxia Army has left a chess piece...

　More than 8000 words, I am handsome.

(End of this chapter)