Chapter 189: White Clothes Like Tides (2)
Haojian Palace.
The private plot of Zhuge family, a family of great learning and literature.
Several years ago, when the cultural and educational master Zhu Sheng was wandering around the world to spread his teachings, Zhuge's ancestor was his disciple who drove and escorted him, and he used a black iron sword to protect Zhu Sheng as he traveled around the world.
At that time, all power in the world was in the hands of the martial arts families. The purpose of education was to "educate all without distinction", and the fact that most of their students were from "grassroots families" made the families feel unhappy.
During the most difficult and hard times, Zhu Sheng suffered twenty-one waves of violent attacks in one month, and countless other conspiracies and intrigues such as poisoning, assassination, and false accusations.
The ancestor of the Zhuge family was able to protect the safety of Zhu Sheng with his extraordinary personal martial arts and the peerless swordsmanship he learned on his own.
Later, culture and education took root in East Shenzhou and gradually grew stronger. The descendants of Zhuge established the Haojian Palace in the Xishan Mountain where Zhu Sheng once preached, as a guardian force for culture and education.
In the final analysis, the status of Haojian Palace in culture and education is equivalent to that of Mahavira Temple in Buddhism.
Times have changed. The Haojian Palace has already grown into a flourishing and deep-rooted city in East Shenzhou. Countless cultural and educational disciples and common people in East Shenzhou have eagerly joined the Haojian Palace. Even hundreds of princes in East Shenzhou have sent their sons, daughters, relatives and friends to the Haojian Palace.
Haojian Palace taught these disciples supreme swordsmanship and all kinds of knowledge on governing a country. It also sent experts to serve them and guard them to help them fight for family power.
When these disciples returned to their respective territories, they naturally became the most loyal supporters of Haojian Palace.
After these disciples gained power in their own families, they not only continuously sent their own descendants to the Hao Jian Palace, but also donated huge amounts of money and grain to the Hao Jian Palace every year.
Hao Jian Palace used this money and grain to recruit soldiers on a large scale, and selected children with excellent qualifications from the public to be brought into Hao Jian Palace for training from an early age.
Therefore, in the city of Haojing, hundreds of hostages from the princes of East Shenzhou were protected by sword guards from the Haojian Palace.
In this way, Haojian Palace has become the most powerful faction within the cultural and educational system.
Therefore, all the major princes in East Shenzhou are guarded by masters of Haojian Palace, and their armies are also led by generals from Haojian Palace.
Therefore, in border conflicts among the major princes of East Shenzhou, the leading generals would call each other "senior brother, junior brother, senior sister, junior sister", and then fight each other to death. This happened about a hundred or eighty times every year.
If it weren't for the fact that culture and education had only risen completely in Dayin for a few hundred years, if the Zhu Sheng family didn't still have an overwhelming advantage in righteousness, if the other cultural and educational families hadn't joined forces to suppress it and constantly throw sand in the Hao Jian Palace, the Zhuge family of the Hao Jian Palace would almost be able to replace the Zhu family and become the actual 'master' of culture and education, not just the 'leader' of culture and education.
Zhuge Jian, Zhuge Qi, Zhuge Ling and Zhuge Kong, together they form 'Jian Qi Lingkong'. Four old men in their eighties, shoulder to shoulder, riding on tall horses, came roaring over with three hundred thousand white-clothed swordsmen from the Haojian Palace.
White clothes, white horse, silver saddle, silver stirrups.
These swordsmen from the Haojian Palace were dressed in snow-white, even their hair crowns, scabbards, hilts, etc. were all white.
The huge team came roaring like a funeral procession, and sharp sword intent rose into the sky. Outside Dongjie City, the air was cold and murderous, and the chill made Zhuge Duming and others turn pale and bow involuntarily.
"Duming, nice to meet you four uncles." Zhuge Duming's heart was beating wildly and he looked at the four elders with fear and trepidation.
These four were the four steward elders of the Zhuge family in Haojian Palace, holding the power of daily management of Haojian Palace. For example, Zhuge Jian's identity in Haojian Palace was the 'elder who transmits skills', and all new disciples of Haojian Palace had to pass through his hands.
One can imagine Zhuge Jian’s status in Haojian Palace.
Apart from their identities, the cultivation levels of these four elders are also top-notch in the Haojian Palace today.
The sword tradition of Haojian Palace is extremely mysterious and profound. Once the sword intent is cultivated, the sword energy can be used to travel through the meridians and acupoints, forcibly breaking open the meridians and acupoints in the body. Therefore, the deeper the cultivation, the faster the practice.
It is said that the four elders have broken through the Pixue Realm and reached an extremely high level.
Zhuge Duming had met Zhuge Kong, one of the four elders, a few years ago.
At that time, Zhuge Kong put great pressure on Zhuge Duming. Zhuge Duming asked Zhuge Kong for advice on swordsmanship, but he was defeated after only three sword strikes.
But when they met again today, Zhuge Duming could no longer feel the specific level of cultivation of the four elders.
In short, it is strong.
I felt like an ant, and the four elders were like an inaccessible mountain of swords made of countless sharp swords, crushing down on me with great power. It seemed that if I dared to move even the slightest, I would be crushed into pieces by the four elders.
Especially, when I met Zhuge Kong a few years ago, he was in his seventies or eighties after all. Zhuge Kong had superb cultivation and was well maintained. He looked to be about fifty years old, with gray and some wrinkles on his face.
However, the four elders who appeared in front of Zhuge Duming today looked to be in their early thirties.
He has long black hair, eyes as bright as cold stars, and a smooth face without a single wrinkle.
"Rejuvenation?" An extremely incredible thought popped up in Zhuge Duming's mind.
"Duming." Zhuge Kong sat on the horse and looked down at Zhuge Duming. "Pass on the order of the family head. The defense of Dongjie City will be taken over by the disciples of Haojian Palace that we brought with us. You, just cooperate."
Zhuge Duming raised his head suddenly, and he used too much force, and his cervical vertebrae made a cracking sound.
"Huh?" Zhuge Duming looked at Zhuge Kong in disbelief.
Haojian Palace takes over the defense of Dongjie City?
What is this for?
Although, now most of the people in Dongjie City are Zhuge Duming's confidants, other officials and generals are also reliable candidates with cultural and educational backgrounds. The entire Dongjie City is controlled by the cultural and educational backgrounds.
However, Wenjiao controlling Dongjie City and Zhuge family's Haojian Palace controlling Dongjie City are two completely different concepts, okay?
The Dongjie City controlled by Wenjiao is still the territory of the imperial court.
Zhuge clan's Haojian Palace took over Dongjie City... What is this going to do...
Zhuge Duming was shocked and said, "Four uncles, this is going to, is going to..."
Zhuge Jian, the oldest of the four elders, who was already over ninety years old, but also the youngest among the four, said leisurely, "What does it look like to stutter?"
While Zhuge Duming was talking to the four elders, 300,000 swordsmen from the Haojian Palace, dressed in white as snow, were already marching towards Dongjie City in a mighty procession. Many of the swordsmen kept whistling sharply.
These whistles are high and low, and have different pitches and frequencies.
In Dongjie City, the same whistle was heard from patrolling teams and barracks.
One after another, figures in armor rose into the air from the ranks and barracks, heading towards the swordsmen entering the city.
These people were all generals and officials from major cultural and educational families.
These swordsmen who sent out the signals used their respective communication methods to directly issue the summons.
When the two sides met, the swordsmen took out tokens and gave orders in front of Zhuge Duming. The generals and officials didn't even look at Zhuge Duming and directly led these swordsmen to rush in all directions of Dongjie City.
White spread in East Boundary City.
Dongjie City is hundreds of miles in radius, and its area is quite large after all. However, the mounts of these swordsmen are very fast, and the generals and officials in the city are very cooperative. In a few hours at most, the entire Dongjie City will be completely controlled by Haojian Palace.
The west gate of Dongjie City was also slowly opening. A team of sword guards, accompanied by a group of Dongjie City generals, were charging towards the west at full speed.
Outside the city of Dongjie, there are hundreds of military cities for stationing troops, agricultural cities for farming, and so on.
These military cities and agricultural cities are the strong support for Dongjie City, so naturally they must be under our control.
As long as the huge number of troops in those military cities are brought under the control of Haojian Palace one by one, they will be enough to pose the most direct threat to the states, counties and prefectures to the north, west and south of Dongjie City.
Those states, prefectures, and counties would never have imagined that Dongjie City would be taken over by Haojian Palace without any reaction.
If the garrison troops in East Boundary City take advantage of the situation and attack the surrounding areas, it will probably take less than two days ...
Zhuge Duming's forehead was covered with sweat. He laughed dryly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, nephew, issue the order right away... Quickly, quickly, what are you all doing? Didn't you hear the orders from your four uncles? Go and supervise the troops in various places. There is no room for any disturbance. Cooperate with Haojian Palace with all your strength and take over the key points of the city defense."
In Dongjie City, there were at least hundreds of places where falcons of all sizes took off at the same time.
Those were the strongholds of secret spies secretly stationed in Dongjie City by the Palace Guards, the General's Mansion and other government offices. The Haojian Palace entered Dongjie City in a grand manner and took over the key points of the city defense without restraint. These secret spies were so scared that they immediately sent the most urgent military intelligence to Haojing.
At least nearly a thousand falcons of all sizes took to the sky.
On the ground, sharp sword lights slashed in the air, accompanied by shrill cries, and more than 80% of the falcons were cut down by the sword lights.
"Oh, we can't underestimate the court. This reaction speed is also good." Zhuge Ling and others have already marched into Dongjie City. Seeing the falcons taking off in panic in the sky, he shook his head slightly: "But, that's all."
High in the sky, huge albatrosses swooped down from the sky with a roar.
These albatrosses, with a wingspan of more than ten feet, have saddles on their backs, and swordsmen in snow-white clothes, holding long swords and strong bows and crossbows, are squatting on them.
Thousands of albatrosses swooped down from the sky, and sword energy slashed and cut, and another group of falcons delivering letters were killed.
The specially made strong bows and crossbows shot out with bangs, and the armor-piercing arrows accurately pierced the heads of the falcons. The bodies of the falcons spun and fell heavily to the ground.
To the east of Dongjie City, across the three thousand mile long boundary bridge, is a stretch of soft green hills that stretch for thousands of miles.
The gates of Dongjie City were wide open, and as the swordsmen from Haojian Palace entered the city, barracks in the hills began to move at the same time. Countless elite soldiers, accompanied by the dull sound of war drums, lined up in neat rows and flowed out from the hills like water, quickly converging towards the hundred-mile-wide road in the middle.
Large flags with the word "Dongqi" were flying all over the sky, and teams of heavy and light cavalry were marching along the road like a torrent towards Dongjie City.
At the front of the team was a coffin carried by four martial arts masters.
A middle-aged man with a resolute face rode beside the coffin and said coldly: "My son Qi Xu, as your father, I must seek justice for you..."
Pursing his lips, the middle-aged man lowered his voice and complained to the trusted general beside him.
"Tsk, I feel bad just saying this... Qi Lu is such a loser, I'm actually going to use his name to seek justice for him? Damn him!"
"Forget it, just making use of the waste!"
