After leaving the bookstore, Li Nianfan continued to head towards the city center.

The prosperity along the way has surpassed that of Luoxian City. Li Nianfan discovered that there is a very important reason for this, that is, the school. The

reason why many people come here is to send their children to school, and there are even children of immortal cultivators among them. In addition, Li Nianfan also saw many monks.

Continuing forward, there is a city god temple, where incense is constantly burning and people are constantly coming and going.

Here, it is already the center of the city. Not far away, there are the school and the palace of the Xia Dynasty.

Standing outside the school, listening to the sound of reading inside, through the window, you can see a group of children looking up and watching Meng Junliang's lecture seriously. Such a scene makes Li Nianfan's mouth curl up a little.

Meng Junliang, who was teaching, felt something and turned around. He immediately showed a happy expression, bowed to Li Nianfan from a distance without leaving any trace, and then continued teaching.

Today's school ended earlier than usual because the teacher did not delay the class. The children's excitement could be clearly felt, like birds escaping from a cage, shouting and jumping for joy.

Meng Junliang walked over and said respectfully, "Junliang has met you, sir!"

Li Nianfan couldn't help but exclaimed, "Along the way, the Xia Dynasty has really changed a lot. Today's prosperity is unprecedented. Master Meng and King Zhou have made a lot of efforts."

Meng Junliang hurriedly said, "It's all because of your good teaching."

He was not humble, but from the heart.

"Okay, practice is more difficult than thinking." Li Nianfan waved his hands and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do recently, so I thought of going out for a walk. Sorry to bother you."

"No, no!"

Meng Junliang shook his head repeatedly, "Sir, it is a blessing for the entire Xia Dynasty that you can come. Sir, please follow me."

At this time, Meng Junliang was like a student, eager to show his achievements to the teacher.

With Meng Junliang as a tour guide, it was naturally much more convenient.

"Sir, this is the Dianjiang Hall." Meng Junliang introduced one course after another and led everyone to a large courtyard. "The students here are relatively older. They learn military tactics on a daily basis and also train their physique to kill enemies on the battlefield. If they perform well, they have the hope of becoming generals."

Li Nianfan nodded, "Well done."

Before entering the Dianjiang Hall, they could already hear the shouts coming from inside, full of energy.

"During this period, the students should be training in the martial arts field." Meng Junliang smiled and waved his hand, and immediately a soldier was responsible for clearing the way.

The soldier was taciturn, dark-skinned, with a scar on his face, and he respected Meng Junliang very much.

The martial arts arena was very large, filled with children who looked similar to Nannan. Nannan's eyes lit up and she looked around with great interest.

After looking for a while, she couldn't help but giggle.

Li Nianfan raised his hand and hit her on the head.

"Pa!"

"What are you laughing at? You are very disrespectful to others."

"I couldn't help it." Nannan covered her head with her little hands and pouted, "It's just that their training is too simple. I find it funny."

"Although it's simple, it is also a way to kill the enemy. Our soldiers are naturally not as gorgeous as the magic of the immortal cultivators!" The one who spoke was the scarred soldier who led the way. His tone was a little unconvinced, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Nannan's words.

Nannan wrinkled her nose and immediately retorted, "I'm not talking about magic. If I were just an ordinary person, you wouldn't be able to beat me alone even if you joined forces." The

scarred soldier's face darkened and he snorted coldly, "This set of moves is the experience of countless soldiers who have fought bloody battles on the battlefield. If a cultivator loses his magic, he is just a toothless tiger. How can he be our opponent?"

He was considerate of Meng Junliang's face and spoke very tactfully, otherwise he would have turned hostile long ago. In short, he didn't believe it at all. He was angry.

How could the military advisor bring such a person here? The Dianjiang Hall is the top priority of the entire Xia Dynasty, with an extraordinary status. Usually, only the bigwigs in the court can enter and leave at will, and outsiders are absolutely not allowed to do so.

At this time, Meng Junliang said, "Lin Hu, apologize!"

His voice was not loud, but it was unquestionable and deep. Those who knew Meng Junliang knew that he was really angry.

"Your humble servant..." Lin Hu looked dissatisfied, but he still clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "I'm sorry!"

Li Nianfan also said, "Nannan, you should also apologize to General Lin as soon as possible."

Nannan was also a little dissatisfied and said, "I'm sorry."

Then she whispered to Li Nianfan, "But brother, their training is really not good. It's far from what you taught me."

Li Nianfan shook his head, "This is the most basic respect between people! Remember, be kind to others, and don't be so rude in the future."

Because Nannan's practice is special, it is actually very different from the magic of immortal cultivators. It is not a magic, but a kind of fighting method.

Li Nianfan then taught her some martial arts. Although it certainly cannot compare with magic, it should be useful in conjunction with Nannan's fighting method.

"Oh." Nannan lowered her head, but her big eyes were blinking.

After this episode, they could not stay in the Dianjiang Hall anymore. Meng Junliang led everyone to the palace.

Meng Junliang said with guilt: "Sir, the soldiers are all rough and stubborn. I am sorry for offending you."

Li Nianfan shook his head, "Mr. Meng, there is no need to do this. It is Nannan's fault."

Meng Junliang continued: "Sir, I have asked someone to notify King Zhou, and he should be here soon."

Li Nianfan said: "King Zhou must have a lot of affairs now, so there is no need."

Meng Junliang said without hesitation: "Not much. The arrival of sir is the most important thing."

At the same time, inside the hall.

Zhou Yunwu was standing in front of the sand table, with civil and military officials standing on both sides, discussing strategies to fight against the southern barbarians.

Next to the sand table, there is a map of the city of the Xia Dynasty, which shows the current city distribution and the general situation of the city.

Here, battlefield analysis is being carried out, and political affairs and people's livelihood are being studied as if they were attending the morning court. It is busy and lively.

This is an important place for national affairs, and ordinary people are not allowed to disturb it at will.

Zhou Yunwu frowned, with a look of deep fatigue in his eyes. He said unhappily, "Half a month, a full half a month, and you have only figured out this little bit for me?!"

An old civil servant looked bitter, pursed his lips, and whispered, "Your Majesty, the situation in the city is too broad. The population, food, money, family, and even population mobility are all factors that cannot be counted in a short time."

Zhou Yunwu waved his hand, "What about the war on the front line? It's also half a month, There are no more battle reports! Not only that, it seems that we have turned from active to passive. What's going on?"

A general said helplessly: "Your Majesty, the further we move forward, the longer the battlefield will be. It is really disadvantageous to us. Moreover, now we not only have to attack, but also send people to defend. It is really a bit tight to take care of both ends."

Zhou Yunwu glanced at everyone, rubbed his temples, and said expectantly: "These problems are also old news. Does anyone have a way to break the deadlock?"

This time all the ministers were silent.

"Huh..."

Zhou Yunwu sighed, sat down on the stool, and said tiredly: "As the Art of War says, attacking a city is easy, defending a city is difficult, governing a city is even more difficult, and governing a country is even more difficult! It's true, it's true!"

As the territory becomes larger and larger, the difficulty of governance is naturally greater. There are too many problems that need to be taken into account, which will make it difficult to get rid of the tail and difficult to move forward.

Zhou Yunwu felt that his mind was a mess and he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

"Think, think for me. If you don't want to come up with a solution today, no one is allowed to step out of this door!"

But at this time, a subordinate came quickly and broke the solemn atmosphere, "Report-" "

Your Majesty, the military advisor sent a message saying that the master is here."

All the ministers frowned slightly, feeling disturbed.

Only Zhou Yunwu stood up suddenly and said excitedly: "The master is here? I have to go and receive him in person!"

Then he ignored everyone and prepared to go out.

"This..." Everyone was stunned, mainly because Zhou Yunwu's posture made them detect a hint of licking.

This is not a good sign.

How can a king lick people?

An old man could not help but stepped forward to advise: "Your Majesty, this is an extraordinary period, and you should focus on the overall situation. Now we are gathered together to discuss important matters. Even if you are a distinguished guest, we can see you later."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Someone immediately echoed and said respectfully: "Now our Xia Dynasty is also a big country in its heyday. Even immortals have to give Your Majesty a little face. No matter how noble the visitor is, there is no need to receive him in person."

"Your Majesty represents the human race, so you must pay attention to your image."

...

"Huh, you know shit!" Zhou Yunwu glanced at everyone, snorted coldly, and strode away.