Signing Into Immortal Martial World - Chapter 138

The jade is seven cents thick, one and a half inches long in length, and a big seal of thunder pond made of mixed hardware.

It seems to be pulled by the Qi machine, emitting a gleam of light.

Especially in the six big characters at the bottom, Yangping Zhidu’s merits, like a dragon and a snake twisting and turning alive.

The awe-inspiring breath fills the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and the wisps of lightning flashes like steel needles.

All of you present here are all civil and military officials.

At best, they just practice their fists and feet to keep fit.

The realm of martial arts is not high, and the blood is as weak as ordinary people.

Did not feel the danger.

Innate great masters like Feng Xingkong and Pang Jingyang changed their expressions.

Because of its strong energy and blood, it is like a huge burning oven.

Naturally, he could feel the impact of the thunder’s spirit, and his whole body felt a slight tingling.

“The artifacts used by the Zixiao Palace to suppress the gate are well-deserved.”

Feng Xingkong’s pupils shrank.

The infuriating energy is released, as if iron clothes cover the whole body.

Everyone else is the same.

Isolate the mighty spirit being drawn.

“The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but he walked through Lei Chi.”

Pang Jingyang thought more deeply, Zhao Mu was carrying eight hundred miles of Tianjing energy.

Facing the coercion of Lei Chi, several calamities.

What kind of strength is this?

It’s no wonder that Zuo Duanyun, who is number one on the Zhou Tian list, bows down to him.

“The power of the emperor, within ten steps, thousands of miles away…”

Mi Xueyi’s eyes flashed, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

This statement is very fresh.

She raised her head slightly, looking at the emperor Da Zhou who stepped on her foot.

I saw the void trembling like a silk cloth, with violent ripples.

The horrible aura that seemed to be overwhelming, filled all the open invisible portals.

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This mighty imperial ceremonial ceremony began in the eyes of the public and ended in Qiheli in the world.

Holy land, courtier.

Everyone bows their heads!

Zhou Tian master, martial artist in the arena.

Congratulations in unison!

Such an enthronement ceremony.

Regardless of ten thousand years ago.

Still after ten thousand years.

Few people can do it.

The ceremony ended and the enthronement ceremony ended.

According to the rules, Zhao Mu should entertain the officials and have fun with them.

Amnesty to the world, showing the heart of benevolence.

He is independent of the long white marble steps and does not speak.

Raising his hand gently, put away the Lei Chi Great Seal of the Zixiao Palace suppressing the mountain gate.

With a wave of the sleeves, the wind and the clouds dispersed, and the sky was clear.

Then, turned around and walked into the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Yun Shuyu walked out of the imperial road, facing the crowd, raised his head and said:

“Please come to the table!”

“The authentic monk, please sit in!”

“Everyone, please come to the table!”

The sound is like pearls and jade falling on the plate, from near to far, falling away.

then.

The majestic and magnificent ritual music was played at the right time.

The horn of desolation, sobbing up and down.

The beautiful chimes should sound in harmony.

Qin Se Sheng Ling and Huang Zhong Dal are all in one.

The magnificent nature shakes people’s hearts.

The imperial army holding the colorful embroidered halberd looked frantically, like worshipping the gods, and long live the mountain.

In the great imperial city, the sound of the mountain calls, like the pine waves echoing in the mountains and valleys.

There is no end.

There are many palace gates,

Eight hundred miles of Tianjing came out.

It won’t be long.

It will spread to forty-nine states in the world.

All civil and military officials entered the hall one after another, as did the others.

Seated one after another.

“Everyone and I, drink this cup together.”

Zhao Mu looked relaxed, leaning on the nine-five throne, picked up the marigold on the table, and smiled slightly.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

Everyone agrees.

“The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not as overbearing as he imagined.”

Feng Xing Kong’s eyes flickered, and he put down his wine glass.

Before he came to Tianjing, he heard that Heilongtai treated the Jianghu gangs harshly.

At every turn, the first city gate was suspended, the family was ransacked, the clan was ransacked, allotments were made for the army, and private property was confiscated.

It is frightening to hear, and the conversation changes.

But at the moment, it was not as terrible as the rumors, but it seemed to have a gentle temperament.

“I, I want to build a Jixia Academy.”

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“Dear Aiqing, what suitable place is there in Tianjing City?”

In the light of the song and the dance, Zhao Mu suddenly said.

Suddenly.

The cheerful atmosphere of drinking and having fun freezes.

This is a big deal!

There are academies in Tianjing.

The family has private schools.

They are all places where the preaching is puzzled by karma.

But the Middle-earth China, after thousands of years of wind and rain, and can be called a “school” place.

There has always been only one, and nowhere else.

“Your Majesty is determined to completely dig out the foundation of the Holy Land.”

Taifu Wen looked at his nose, his nose at his heart, and did not answer.

He was busy carrying out the imperial examinations and preparing for the huge difficulty of running a school.

One is that I can’t resist it, and the other is that I can’t separate the extra energy.

It’s not just to invite a few big scholars, recruit a bunch of students, and open a few courses.

An academic palace is considered.

There is no mellow Confucian scholar who has established a school, and there is no doctrine and knowledge that can help the people through the world.

How could it be possible to attract scholars from all over the world to vote.

At the most, he would fool the poor students who have no way of doing things, and the poor students who have no money.

“Weichen thinks that Zijin Mountain’s Tibetan wind gathers water and the green mountains and beautiful waters can cultivate temperament, which is just right.”

The Zuoxiang took the lead in speaking out.

As soon as this remark came out, the Hall of Supreme Harmony was completely quiet.

Mr. Wen’s eyebrows trembled when he heard the words.

Secretly sighed:

“In the end, it is the left-handed man, who will best figure out the holy intention.”

There are many temples on the Purple Mountain.

The gate of Linggu Temple, the first Buddhist forest of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is located on Tianmao Peak.

On weekdays, pilgrims are like clouds and tourists are like weaving.

Choosing this as a school can kill two birds with one stone.

“The Zuoxiang proposal is very harmonious with my heart.”

Zhao Mu’s eyes flickered, and since the right side was accused of treason, the left side was unable to retreat.

Because Lu Ziwei, who was born in Fan Yang’s Lu family, was once his student.

He also wrote several times and took the initiative to plead guilty.

all in all.

This leftist, who has lived in the temple for decades and thus stood firm, is very good at judging the situation.

Choose Zijin Mountain, one is to set up a school, and sing antithetical drama with the holy land,

The second is to find a reason to clean up the remaining forces such as Buddhism and Taoism.

“Your Majesty, the matter of setting up a school again! It is extremely important, please think twice!”

Ministry of Industry Shangshu bit the bullet and persuaded.

Since the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty took office, hundreds of officials have been ransacked, exiled, and imprisoned.

The number of people involved in the big water transport case of the Sands Gang alone exceeded two hundred.

There are no fewer than ten members of the Korean Central Committee with Grade 3 or higher.

The killing made the head roll and frightened.

Standing up at this time, defying your Majesty’s will, in fact, not very clever.

“What is Song Aiqing’s opinion? This is not the Golden Luang Temple. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com does not have the red tape, the rules of the emperor and the ministers, you can speak freely.”

Zhao Mu’s smile remained unchanged.

The newly appointed Minister of Industry Shangshu came from a poor background.

Before, he was unknown, and he barely got a part-time job, and became the head of Du Shui Qing’s official secretary.

Later, he was pulled out by one hand, and the official worshipped Zheng Erpin.

This speed of promotion is almost like riding on a rocket.

Seeing that his Majesty was not outraged by thunder, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry settled for a while and explained:

“Shangyin Xuegong is located in the territory of Da Chu. It is a city of saints. It is the children of aristocratic families and the clansmen of the family.”

“Every year, many talents and beautiful jade are indeed cultivated, and they are the pillars of the country.”

“Even Dazhou and Dayu often have official concubines and concubines. They go to study, and they are proud to be students of Shangyin.”