C8 Qi Liufeng Taught

Fu Tine, on the other hand, was so beautiful that she could see through Fu Shen's scheme with a single glance. Now that she had said that she would personally write, she clearly wanted to treat Fu Jiang as her sworn brother. Fu Shen thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Si-er, Fu Jiang is the head of the Profound. His father has entrusted him with the task of changing his name and name."

"The head of the Fu Xuan..." Fu Tine tilted her little head and said quietly, "It is a good word. It is also suitable for people." She did not insist.

At the same time, Ji Jiang launched a surprise attack and killed the grassland king in a chaotic battle. He wanted to take his place and was in high spirits. However, Qii Liufeng said, "I am not strong enough to be the enemy of Great Zhou. Logically, I should write a letter to Emperor Zhou Wen and ask him to be conferred the title of grassland king."

Ji Jiang was unhappy and thought to himself, If I am my king, why should I be conferred the title of Great Zhou Emperor? Even so, he wrote a memorial and sent it to Great Zhou in the south along with the memorial. There were also wine, dried meat and other supplies, gold, and money.

"When is there a need to send these to the south?" Ji Jiang looked at the hard work of his clansmen and gave them away just like that. In his heart, he was really unwilling. "Sir is Ji Jiang's advisor. Sir said that one day the grassland cavalry will break through Helan Pass. They will attack the capital of Great Zhou. I wonder when this will come true. Ji Jiang can't wait any longer... "

" Wait until you unify the grassland. " Qii Liufeng pointed to the sky and earth. "At that time, I will merge with the king and enter the Helan Pass. I will drink happily at the top of the city pass."

Ji Jiang had never read before. In these few years, he had only studied because he trusted Qii Liufeng wholeheartedly. The people who taught him how to ask questions had all been personally selected by Qii Liufeng. As a result, he had some ink in his stomach over the years and understood a lot. He looked at Qii Liufeng, who was shorter than him by more than a head, and looked at his finger. Ji Jiang suddenly had a lofty and heroic spirit. "The earth, the sky, you and I will take a look at each other. Good!"

He already knew how to make a few crooked poems, and Qii Liufeng felt that it was not bad. Although his words were rough, it was better than a man's pride. At this moment, Ji Jiang did not make it sound like he only said these words, but Qii Liufeng beside him chewed on an unusual taste. He sighed in his heart. In the end, he had not made a mistake.

A few months later, the imperial edict of Great Zhou returned, and Ji Jiang officially became the king of the grassland. Emperor Wen "generously" rewarded a few boxes of calligraphy and painting books, as well as a few beauties.

After Qii Liufeng read the imperial edict, he coldly snorted and threw it aside. He thought to himself, As expected, the great Zhou Dynasty did not take the little king of the Northwest seriously, and so easily rewarded him. He then looked at the calligraphy and painting books rewarded from the box. "They are all fake copies, cheap works." He pulled open the big tent and took a look at the beauty who had been sent over. "Beauty is really beautiful. Does the king like it?"

"I don't care about any of these..." Seeing the blame on Qii Liufeng's face, he immediately came to a realization. "I don't care. I just hope that I can avoid paying tribute. I will be more relaxed in the next two years."

Regardless of whether or not he would be exempted from the imperial edict, since he had already been conferred the title of king, the rules that he should set should be set. Qii Liufeng had already discussed this with Ji Jiang and was waiting for Emperor Zhou's decree to be completed.

For the next few days, Ji Jiang had conferred the title of official to his brothers who usually risked their lives with him. The rules and regulations were all better than that of the Great Zhou's feudal lords. Next was Ji Jiang's wife, the one whom he had formally married, the Princess. The rest of the women were temporary concubines, and no one else was. The customs of the people in the grasslands were different from those of the Great Zhou. If they did not give birth, they could follow others. It did save Ji Jiang a lot of trouble and food.

As a result, nearly twenty sons and more than ten daughters also had respect. Ji Jiang originally thought that Qii Liufeng would ask for an additional reward for the Yan Family, and he had already acknowledged it in his heart. However, he didn't expect that Mr. Qi would never mention this matter, and there wasn't the slightest bit of bias in all matters. He could not help but secretly blame himself for being suspicious, and he also attached more and more importance to this person.

The men of the north-western grasslands loved wine, knives, and livestock, and they also loved women. They found an excuse to burn a bonfire and dance to celebrate. Even the young women raised by the livestock were the first to celebrate, let alone such a grand reward. The camp of the Grassland King was celebrating and bustling for days. It was unknown how many fine wine they had drunk. Killed! A few cows and sheep. Finally, the men were drunk and fell into the arms of the women rewarded by Great Zhou.

The night was bright and the stars were bright. Ji Cheng was suddenly awakened by his master, Qii Liufeng, in his sleep. He led him out of the camp and went to a quiet place far away. "Ji Cheng, what is in my hand?"

"Stick!" Ji Cheng answered truthfully, but he did not know why his master called him out in the middle of the night and used a stick in his hand. He thought about it in his heart. He did not seem to have done anything wrong in the past few days.

Qii Liufeng shook the stick in his hand and stabbed it. "No, it's a spear." With this posture, he said, "Ji Cheng, take a closer look." He kept the long stick in his hand and pierced through the air again and again. "There are a total of forty paths to the Qi Family's spear. Thirty-six of them are passed down to the world. The last five paths are the most important to the Qi Family's spear. It is also for the sake of not passing down an absolute art... "

Ji Cheng admitted that the Qi Family Spear that his master spoke of was the Qi Family Spear. He did not take this man in front of him seriously at all. It was related to General Qi, who had committed treason many years ago. Ji Cheng had been puzzled over the past few years. Mr. Qi had taken him in but didn't teach him anything. He had made mistakes in the line of work, but he had punished him in a way that was more cunning than others. It was all punishment that needed to be tempered to memorize and write.

He watched coldly from the side. That mighty father had received Mr. Qi's help. The fact that the tribe had become powerful could no longer be concealed. Ji Cheng had memorized a lot of books and often listened to the Yan Family's teachings. He was much more thoughtful than others. As time passed, he understood that Mr. Qi's master was definitely not an ordinary person.

Qii Liufeng did not teach him and ignored him. Ji Cheng simply did not ask and did not rush him. He was neither arrogant nor impatient and waited patiently. Ji Cheng understood in his heart that if he waited any longer, he would one day learn skills that all his brothers didn't think of.