Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

"No, it wasn't the emperor who suggested it, it was me. I think it's time for you young people to come out and exercise." Wen Baiqian said. He knew deeply that flowers that have not experienced wind and rain cannot truly grow up.

"But," Wen Ziji said a little embarrassed, "my grandson's master has sent a message, asking him to rush back to Wudang immediately."

"Oh?" Wen Baiqian was a little surprised.

"That's right. My grandson has just received the message and was about to tell you. Unexpectedly, you came to us instead." Wen Ziji replied.

Wen Baiqian was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Well, then Ji'er, you can go back to the master's gate. I'll talk to the emperor tomorrow. Then, Jun'er will follow me into the palace tomorrow. Ji'er, you can go back and pack up before you leave.

Tell your mother that you don’t need to come over to my place anymore. Jun’er, please stay.”

"Yes. The grandson is retiring. Grandpa, please take care of yourself!" Wen Ziji saluted Wen Baiqian, then saluted Wen Zijun, and said, "Brother, I'm leaving. You have to worry about everything at home.

"Then he exited the study without waiting for Wen Zijun to speak.

Wen Zijun faced the door and said loudly: "Second brother, don't worry, I will do it."

"Grandpa!" Wen Zijun asked before Marquis Wen Wen could say anything, "Do you mean to let your grandson lead the troops in the war?"

After hearing this, Wen Baiqian looked at his eldest grandson in front of him, and then said with a smile: "Grandpa is just a minister. Although grandpa has this intention, it is the emperor who issued the decree. What's more, as soon as grandpa proposed such an idea, he

Many ministers have named the younger generation to try it."

Wen Zijun thought about his plan. He had never had any intention of pursuing an official career. What he wanted to do now was to dig out the Golden Wing Gate. But Wen Baiqian's arrival caught him a little off guard. He said with difficulty: "Grandpa, my grandson just came back.

Soon, everything will be unfamiliar, I'm just afraid, I'm afraid..."

After hearing this, Wen Baiqian smiled and said: "My dear grandson, who didn't start from ignorance and grow up step by step? Sometimes, young people should not shrink back. Well, grandpa has signed up for you to participate in tomorrow's general selection.

It’s time to compete. Ji’er’s situation is special. If he doesn’t participate, I believe the emperor will not do anything wrong. But you can’t shirk it anymore. Your grandfather will be in trouble by then!”

"This..." Wen Zijun was still embarrassed, but when he thought that his grandfather had spoken out in front of the emperor, if neither of the two brothers went, Long Wei would be offended, and it would really be possible to blame his grandfather. After thinking about it, he

Said: "My grandson will obey grandpa's arrangements in everything."

"Hahaha!" Wen Baiqian laughed after hearing this, "Okay, okay. He is indeed a good son of the Wen family. You go back and prepare yourself, and you can follow me into the palace tomorrow."

"Yes." Wen Zijun had no choice but to bow to Marquis Wen Wen again before exiting the study. It seems that the plan to deal with the Golden Wing Sect can only be postponed.

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The next day.

Wen Baiqian took his beloved grandson into the palace early in the morning. When he arrived outside the palace, he found that many civil and military ministers had been waiting for a long time. Many of them also brought their proud sons and grandsons.

On the way here, Wen Zijun put forward his own ideas.

Wen Baiqian said: "Jun'er, are you willing to watch the country move toward division and decline step by step?"

"But you don't have to ask your grandson to be a general! Isn't it okay to be like cousin Wang Jin?" Wen Zijun argued.

After hearing this, Wen Baiqian shook his head and said, "Jun'er, it's rare for you to have such a heart that is indifferent to fame and fortune. How many people in the world will do whatever it takes to fight for fame and fortune, no matter how despicable or cruel, it can be said

You are doing everything you can. It is really rare that you can regard fame and wealth as rubbish. But Jun'er, think about it, if the next person is An Bexu, or even someone who is not as good as An Bexu, becomes Pingnan.

General, have you ever thought about the consequences? In the end, I'm afraid it will end with losing troops and generals!"

After hearing this, Wen Zijun continued: "Do you think, grandpa, that if Jun'er fights for the position of general, there will be no such result? Grandpa, do you think that Jun'er will be better than General An..." He did not say the next words, but he

I believe grandpa can understand.

Wen Baiqian said seriously at this time: "Jun'er, don't think that grandpa has any selfish motives for recommending you to the emperor. Grandpa was able to be made a prince because of his strength. Because when grandpa recommends people, he does not recommend nepotism, but nepotism! Recommend you

, it’s because you are a talent, no, to be precise, a general! Grandpa has seen countless people, you have to believe in grandpa’s vision, I will not be wrong. Your leadership ability will definitely exceed that of An Boxu

The general’s.”

Wen Zijun listened to his grandfather's words and looked at his righteous face. He was convinced that his grandfather would not lie to him. Seeing his grandfather appreciate him so much, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

Wen Baiqian said meaningfully: "Jun'er, looking at the young talents in the court, you are a bright pearl. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. How can you stay out of it? Therefore, Jun'er, you must

Take the position of General Pingnan, put down the rebellion in Qiongzhou, and contribute to the peace of the country and the peace of the people in the world! Jun'er, can you do it?"

Wen Zijun nodded without hesitation. After listening to Wen Baiqian's words, he felt that it was very reasonable. Anyway, the Golden Wing Gate would not leave, but he could use it to understand many things in the court. There must be someone lurking in the Golden Wing Gate.

Zhong! Or maybe its leader is a minister from the DPRK. When Wen Zijun thought that there was no conflict between the two, but would have many benefits, he decided to strive for the position of General Pingnan.

Wen Baiqian smiled happily, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Aisun's forehead.

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"The Emperor has arrived!" A high-pitched voice echoed through the hall.

"Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!" All the ministers fell to their knees.

Emperor Shi Shiran walked to the dragon chair, and then, with the support of Eunuch Pang, he slowly sat on the dragon chair. Then the emperor waved his hand and said majestically: "Everyone loves you!"

All the ministers stood up together and then stood on both sides.

"My dear friends, have any of the people you recommended yesterday come with me?" the emperor asked.

All the ministers below nodded in response to the emperor.

"Wen Aiqing, have you brought your two grandchildren?" the emperor asked him.

Wen Baiqian stood out from the crowd, bowed his head and saluted: "Back to the emperor, of the two grandchildren recommended by the old minister yesterday, today only the eldest grandson Wen Zijun is here."

"Oh?" The emperor didn't get angry after hearing this, "What about Wen Ziji? Does he resist the decree?"

"No, no, no!" Wen Baiqian said hurriedly, "Yesterday, when the old minister returned to his home, the younger grandson Wen Ziji had received a letter from his master and returned to Wudang. He didn't know about it, Your Majesty. If the Emperor insists on punishing someone,

Please punish the old minister for his negligence."

"Well. There is no need for Wen Aiqing to blame herself. This is God's will. It's no different since your eldest grandson is here." Naturally, the emperor would not use such a thing to push against Wen Baiqian.

After a pause, the emperor said: "Yesterday, Gao Aiqing, the Minister of Civil Affairs, proposed that when the country is short of major generals, we should vigorously promote young talents. After hearing this, I very much agreed. Therefore, this 'General Pingnan'

Let’s choose from those recommended by everyone who loves me today.”

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