Yue girl A Qing, the magic sword Tiancheng.

Her swordsmanship was indeed a gift from heaven, but the hand of the fake white ape of heaven was handed back to her again.

Since this era has come, how could Wang Dong not pay attention to Ah Qing?

He waved his hand and asked the eunuch to go out and summon people to report.

After a while, two men in gray hurried inside and respectfully bowed down: "Greetings to the Prime Minister."

"Yes!" Wang Dong nodded, "Tell me in detail the information you have found."

"promise!"

One of the men with a thin and pale face said respectfully: "Report to the Prime Minister, the villain went to Yue Kingdom to inquire about the news as you told me. I heard that there was indeed a Yue girl named 'A Qing' who taught Yue Kingdom swordsman swordsman skills three years ago, but she only taught for three days and disappeared without a trace..."

The waxy man dared not neglect and told him in a serene manner.

"Three years ago?" Wang Dong raised his eyebrows slightly.

He has only now confirmed the time of traveling through this time.

According to this calculation, Yue Shi had already achieved success in training by touching the shadow of A Qing's Divine Sword. In the near future, Goujian will lead his troops to attack Wu!

Wang Dong smiled and didn't take it to heart.

In the following days, Wang Dong stayed in the library and studied classics.

In addition to seal characters, the collection of books in the Palace of King Wu even has bronze inscriptions and oracle bone inscriptions. The characters are unique in shape and difficult to identify, and the sentences are even more obscure.

Fortunately, Wang Dong now monopolizes the power and has enough manpower to help him translate and interpret.

Wang Dong did not completely let the training of the 800 soldiers. He selected a elixir recipe for strengthening muscles and bones and strengthening qi and blood from the "Medical King God Chapter", and summoned the alchemists of Wu to refine elixirs or decoctions for the soldiers to take!

In addition, Wang Dong combined his own knowledge to create an internal skill mental method and a total of twelve kinds of weapons including "knife, sword, stick, axe, halberd, hook, fork, halberd...", and also taught them together.

If you only talk about the grade, what Wang Dong taught this time, whether it is internal skills, mental skills or weapons skills, can only be considered basic methods, simple and unpretentious.

But it is precisely because of its simplicity that it is easy to spread. Moreover, although the internal skills taught by Wang Dong are low, they will never become a shackle. If there are those who are talented in the future, they may not be able to come up with their own ideas and create their own and higher-level mental methods.

The same is true for the twelve types of weapons. The least one is only nine styles, and the most one is only thirty-three styles, which seems simple. However, it has covered the changes of each weapon. It can be said to be the foundation of martial arts in the world!

Eight hundred soldiers took pills and decoctions to strengthen their muscles and bones, increase their qi and blood, and practiced the internal strength and weapons skills taught by Wang Dong, and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. They became stronger day by day, and gradually became the shadow of people in martial arts.

On this day, Fuchai suddenly received a letter. The letter stated that Duke Ding of Jin invited him to Huangchi for a while and became an alliance with the princes of the Central Plains.

To put it bluntly, Huang Chizhi means that the major princes determine the primary and secondary, and discuss the ownership of the overlord.

Fuchai had long lost the courage and diligence he had when he was young, but his personality of loving great praise did not change at all. He was very excited when he received this letter from Duke Ding of Jin.

After a while of excitement, Fuchai finally calmed down and remembered that it was not him who was the one who really took charge of the Wu Kingdom!

He hurried to see Wang Dong.

"The king wants to go to this Huangchi meeting?" Wang Dong looked at Fuchai who was restless in front of him, with a strange expression.

It’s not his fault for his expression. The “Huang Chi Meeting” was a very famous historical event in the Spring and Autumn Period after all.

Wang Dong remembered that in order to overwhelm the princes of the Central Plains at the Huangchi meeting, Fuchai almost threw all the troops from all over the country to Huangchi, causing the country to be empty. Goujian seized the opportunity to attack Gusu, Wu's capital, and even kidnapped the prince of Wu!

The slap in the face was a slap. The strange thing was that Fuchai not only did not return to the army, but also killed the seven people who reported the news in front of the tent in order to block the news.

When the Huang Chi meeting finally ended, something even more strange happened. On the way back to China, Fuchai had a sudden idea of ​​attacking the Song State, and finally gave up after the ministers persuaded him.

After finally returning to the country, Fuchai saw that his subordinates were exhausted and his horses were lost in the country and had no intention of fighting. He did something strange and sent an envoy to offer generous gifts to make peace with Yue.

This kind of behavior of being swollen on his left face and having to give the other person a step on his right face, which shows Fu Chai's weakness and can be bullied. It also shows that he is indeed old, not only does he lose his former glory, but his mind is also broken!

Fuchai was sown by Wang Dong's spirit and was tortured by the life and death talisman to death. He stood in front of Wang Dong with fear, and had a little bit of kingly spirit.

Fuchai knew very well that Wang Dong wanted him to be a puppet, and he wanted to resist, but he did not have the courage to fight to the death.

From another perspective, this is also a good thing, because even if he has this courage, the fish will definitely die, but the net cannot be broken!

"Since the king wants to go, why should I discuss it with me? Just make a decision in one sentence!" Wang Dong said with a smile.

Fuchai breathed a sigh of relief and hesitated: "It's just that the princes are in an alliance. If I have too few troops under my command, I'm afraid I will suffer a loss..."

Wang Dong said lightly: "The king will bring as many people as he wants. Even if he comes out, Wang has no objection."

Fuchai said happily: "Can I take away the eight hundred god-mart guards in the Prime Minister's hands?"

The eight hundred soldiers carefully selected from the 100,000 elite armors and formed a single army. Wang Dong named it "Shenwu Camp".

Fuchai observed the soldiers of the Shenwu Camp continuously during this period. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. Each of the Shenwu Guards used one to be ten warriors. After forming some strange formations, their power increased. The battle formation was strangled and the blockers were invincible. Often, three or five people formed a battle formation and could be as solid as a rock. Hundreds of Wu soldiers rushed to the formation, and they could not do anything for a moment!

While Fuchai was frightened, he was even more drooling.

"What do you think?" Wang Dong glanced at him and said with a smile.

Fuchai felt like a basin of ice water was poured on his head, and it cooled down to his heart. He smiled and said, "I am wronged, Prime Minister, don't blame me!"

"I still need to prepare for Huang Chizhi's meeting, so I won't bother the Prime Minister!" He stood in front of Wang Dong, and always felt like he was facing the prehistoric giant beast. After receiving the promise, he was unwilling to stay for a moment and left in a hurry.

Wang Dong was too lazy to pay more attention to it, so he waved his hand and a waiter brought a bottle of wine to deliver it.

"You guys go down, I want to take a look in the palace by myself!"

"No!" The waiters bowed and retreated.

Wang Dong took the wine bottle, drank the wine leisurely, and walked out of the library with a bamboo slip in one hand!

This is the first time he has stepped out of the library in these days. The wine of this era is naturally not good. However, Wang Dong has already tasted countless fine wines in the world. What he tastes now is not the taste, but the ancient meaning and flavor, which is also a unique taste.

He walked leisurely, walking through the corridor of Wu Palace. Suddenly, he heard a gentle and beautiful song as clear as water. The sound seemed to be a low whisper, extremely soft, making people intoxicated without realizing it. (To be continued)

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