Chapter 173 Great Changes in Mohism
late at night.
She had already arranged the affairs of the court. Jun Lin had his hair loose and was about to turn off the lights to have a rest, so as to set out for southern Xinjiang early tomorrow. However, he heard a "dong dong dong" sound, and someone was knocking on the carved door of his bedroom in a hurry.
She casually picked up her long gown and draped it over her shoulders, then brushed her long hair and walked quickly forward.
“Squeak—”
The muffled sound of the door opening was particularly clear in the silent night. Her eyes met Manhuang's sullen eyes, and Manhuang whispered, "My Lord, I'm sorry to disturb your rest at this time."
Jun Lin said indifferently: "No problem, what brings you here in such a hurry?"
Manhuang didn't say anything, but just looked inside the bedroom. Junlin understood and immediately let him in and then carefully closed the door.
The warm yellow candlelight flickered in the hall, making the two men's expressions look even more serious.
"My Lord, an urgent letter from Shen Sinian."
Manhuang handed the letter to Junlin, who immediately opened it and held the blank piece of paper close to the candle to smoke it, and soon light yellow handwriting appeared.
She quickly scanned the contents, her slender eyebrows slowly furrowed, and her face became solemn.
Manhuang said softly: "What happened?"
There were also two Mohist badges the size of copper coins in the envelope. Jun Lin picked them up and put them in front of his eyes to observe them carefully.
"The great changes in the Mohist school mentioned in Sinian's letter require my immediate support."
Manhuang was stunned, took the letter and started reading.
It turned out that Lin Junhuai was young and incompetent, and he had been wandering around for many years. Gradually, a popular Mohist leader was supported by everyone to ascend to the position of the leader.
The commander-in-chief has worked hard for the Mohist school, and his reputation is profound and he is kind. Rather than spending more time waiting for a young man to grow up, it is better to immediately select a strong and respected person to lead the Mohist school.
The Mohist School gradually declined. The world could not afford them to wait any longer. The assessment of the great masters was opened ahead of schedule. Lin Junhuai and the supporters of the commander-in-chief refused to give in. The two factions decided to speak with their strength during the stalemate.
It is still unknown how many rounds the assessment will be divided into, but at least three people are required to form a team. Both Lin Junhuai and the commander-in-chief want to find two absolutely powerful masters as teammates. Now the situation of the Mohist School is complicated, and he doesn't know how many people he can trust, so he finally chooses to make a deal with Emperor Jing.
Why is it called a transaction?
Lin Junhuai promised that if Junlin helped him to obtain the position of the great master, he would give her three unique maps of the Mohist institutions.
The new weapons and various siege equipment with doubled power manufactured according to the agency's drawings have always been coveted by emperors of various countries, and are what the world has been trying hard to obtain.
The map of Mohist treasure mechanism. If the weak obtain it, they will be able to fight against the strong. If the strong obtain it, they will be able to sweep away all obstacles in an unstoppable manner.
This is also the reason why Southern Xinjiang has been secretly eyeing the agency's plans.
The weapons of the Mohists emphasize non-aggression, that is, such a powerful mechanism must not be leaked, because the essence of war is plunder, it is cruel and brutal, and the people are in dire straits, so the Mohists will not hand over the mechanism to outsiders to serve the war.
But Lin Junhuai has already made up his mind to place his bet and put everything on Emperor Jing. If Emperor Jing has the ability to help him seize the throne, then he will help her advance the process of unifying the world. It is also Lin Junhuai's hope to end the Five Kingdoms War as soon as possible.
Rather, according to his investigation, Jing State, with its vast territory and growing population, has greater potential.
The Snowland Kingdom is weak, the southern border is obscure and complicated, the King of Yue has obviously ignored state affairs in recent years and is obsessed with other things, and although the Emperor of Ze is strong, he is not from the Central Plains after all. Lin Junhuai finally chose the Jing Kingdom.
"This matter is not that simple. The letter said that the master's examination will be on May 7th. There is still half a month left, so time is not tight."
Jun Lin crossed his arms, tapping his index finger intermittently, and thought: "I will definitely not give the Mohist organization map to others. It seems that I can only go to the Mohist school first and then go to Southern Xinjiang."
The letter contained the extremely secret address of the Mohist government office, which turned out to be in the State of Yue.
There are also two badges. After wearing them, you will be recognized as Lin Junhuai's teammates and can enter the agency city.
She raised her lips and smiled: "What a coincidence, I and Yu Yu each have one."
Manhuang's dark eyes looked at her brightly. He was happy for Jun Lin. This was truly a godsend.
Jun Lin sighed: "It's been hard for me these years. I hid alone in the southern border and I seized a good opportunity."
Jun Lin was right. The great changes in the Mohist school happened suddenly, and Lin Junhuai left in a hurry, but Shen Sinian still seized the opportunity to recommend to him an absolutely powerful and reliable partner.
His king.
Lin Junhuai had too many things to deal with when he returned to the Mohist School, and he also had to prepare for the assessment, so he didn't have much time to select people. Thinking of the powerful abilities of Emperor Jing when he first met him, he thought about it and entrusted Shen Sinian to contact Emperor Jing and go to the Mohist School to help him.
The handsome and calm face of the young man appeared in Manhuang's mind. He grinned and said, "The Lord will run to his side soon. He should be happy."
After hearing this, Jun Lin's guilt towards the young man was slightly relieved. She immediately wrote a letter: "Inform Si Nianmo that I will go and meet him after I have dealt with his family affairs."
The brush and ink are free and unrestrained, and the handwriting is wild and sparse.
Manhuang took the letter she handed over and retreated quietly.
Jun Lin, however, couldn't sleep.
She opened the window and looked up at the bright moon.
The situation is complicated and changing rapidly. She must try her best to reduce deviations and increase her own trump cards in this game of chess.
Take down the Mohist organization to increase your combat power, then go to Southern Xinjiang to find out the details, and then come back to attack Ze State. If everything goes well, the next target will be Southern Xinjiang.
She stood with her hands behind her back, her frail figure making her look cold.
The moonlight softened that bright face, and the dark pupils were firm and even the wind could not destroy it.
Junlin will walk straight on his own path to the end without any hesitation.
The passage of time ushered in the dawn, and the dim light of the sky enveloped the entire magnificent imperial city.
The birds were singing, the wind was swaying the willow branches by the lake, I was awakened from my deep sleep, and the sound of busy footsteps could be heard gradually inside the vermilion city walls.
The eunuchs stood guard outside the door cautiously, and no one dared to go in and wake up Emperor Jing. The sleepy Emperor Jing was a depressed devil, and no one dared to provoke him.
Until Junlin woke up naturally after a long sleep, she stretched her body with joyful exercises and danced with the sword in high spirits.
How can the strong become stronger?
Of course, it is the unremitting efforts.
Jun Lin's swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle and there is nothing more to improve. She now practices swordplay every morning to cultivate her sword spirit. When she holds the hilt tightly, she always remembers the feeling of studying hard in the beginning. She never forgets her original intention and thus advances to a higher level.
This was the scene that Yanyu saw when he arrived.
The hem of her dress swirls lightly, her waist is flexible, and her long black hair is flying.
She was like a song from the sky played alone in the wilderness. With every move she performed, she displayed an extraordinary and beautiful figure. The sword flashed, the white shadows were lush, and she was graceful and powerful, unparalleled in the world.
The young man sincerely admired this Lord of Great Scenery.