The Sims: I Create a Fairy Way For All Beings

Just after Pei Xuanjing entered the Martial Academy, Gu Ji's mansion was entertaining a colleague.

"Brother Bo'an, I really envy you as a brother. Seeing the turmoil in the sky gradually rising, but you can retreat, I really envy others." Gu Ji said with a smile to the middle-aged man in front of him.

This colleague, Wang Yun, is an old friend of his, and the two were Jinshi in the first department back then. After decades of ups and downs around the sea, they did not expect that the two finally met again in the official department.

But it is a pity that not long after I transferred back, the other party will leave the capital and go to Yingtian Mansion in the southern capital to take up his post.

Although Nandu Yingtian Mansion is no better than Tiandu, the person in front of him is considered to be promoted, and he uses this to stay away from the center of the storm in Tiandu, which really makes him envious.

To be honest, if he had known that Tiandu was like this, he would never have thought of transferring back to Tiandu.

Wang Yun, who is about to take office as Minister of Honglu Temple in Nandu, shook his head, "How can I show what I have learned in the land of leisure in Nandu?"

"Da Sima appreciates you very much. Your trip to Nandu is only for a while. After a few years of delay, there will be a time to make a comeback." Gu Ji comforted.

He is not talking nonsense, Wang Qiong, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, appreciates the other party very much, but the other party has just moved from the Shangshu of the Ministry of Households to the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and is temporarily unable to make a move.

After some time, when the limelight has passed, this great Sima will definitely reuse Wang Yun, who is so favored by him.

Hearing Gu Ji's comfort, Wang Yun also nodded, he knew that the current situation of his old friend was even more embarrassing than himself.

Even though he joined the Ministry of Officials, he is not trusted by the Heavenly Officials right now. Even as the right servant of the Ministry of Officials, he can only do some chores and has no chance to show his strengths.

The two looked at each other and sighed.

"Bo'an, I don't know what you think of the martial arts academy." Gu Ji took the initiative to change the topic.

Wang Yun frowned, hesitated to speak, and could only say, "Your Majesty's ambition is far beyond the imagination of my subjects."

Perhaps because of his own bumpy career experience, Wang Yun is very cautious about this matter.

Gu Ji also understood his cautiousness, and he didn't force him when he saw that the other party didn't want to say more.

Gu Ji added, "I invite you here today because I have a request."

Wang Yun showed doubts on his face, and only heard Gu Ji continue, "I have a good friend who likes strange stories about China, and I heard that you once had a volume of "Strange News about China" written by Bai Xiaosheng in your hand, so I thought If you have the audacity to ask for a copy, I hope Boan will do it."

The person in front of him, in addition to having his own style in Confucianism and being regarded as a great Confucian of the generation, also has extraordinary attainments in martial arts practice.

The opponent's luck as an official is slightly inferior to his own, but his talent in martial arts can be said to be extraordinary. Even though his mind is not on martial arts, he has stepped into the realm of a master ten years ago.

In the past ten years, this person's mind has been focused on official career and Confucianism, and he has never really made a move, but many people speculate that the other party has entered the second-rank realm.

Although he didn't know why Pei Xuanjing wanted some anecdotal gossip, but since he agreed to the other party, he also raised his voice to ask for it for the other party.

Wang Yun smiled and said, "Since Brother Gu has spoken, he will not be stingy."

Regarding the booklet that Bai Xiaosheng gave him, he just regarded it as an anecdote and didn't keep it with him. If it wasn't because it was a gift from someone else, he would not hesitate to give the book to the other party.

...

Pei Xuanjing saw the emperor's deeper thoughts.

That is, if the number of entry-level warriors increases because of the 'Martial Arts', it means that warriors need more training resources.

However, it is difficult for the current Ming Empire to support such a large number of warriors, and to solve this problem, someone will definitely propose a solution.

If the existing resources are not enough to support the consumption of the empire, then when the empire is strong,

Naturally, a voice will be born - looting!

Then when that time comes, these low-level warriors' demand for resources will unconsciously form a force, a force to plunder outwards.

Although the Ming Empire now occupies China, it does not mean that it has no enemies.

Whether it's the Western Regions, the northern grasslands, or overseas, none of them belong to the Ming Dynasty, but there are resources for cultivation there.

"If that day really comes, then war will be inevitable." Pei Xuanjing made a judgment.

By that time, no one can stop this trend.

Not even the civil servants group, they can suppress the noble group, and even restrain the imperial power.

But when all warriors gathered together, these civil servants were unable to stop them, and they dared not stop them.

It is even said that on that day, the civil servants will be tied to this chariot that is plundering outwards, or they themselves are one of the drivers of this chariot.

"This emperor has a master by his side!" Pei Xuanjing sighed a little.

He suddenly thought of Gu Ji's attitude when he was talking to him that day, and he had a guess in his mind.

Did the civil servants see this plan?

Did they see clearly the emperor's ambition?

hehe!

Pei Xuanjing sneered, he could see it by himself, could those sophisticated politicians not see it?

impossible.

If they couldn't even see this, then Xungui wouldn't be crushed so badly.

"It seems that the water here is deeper than I thought!" Pei Xuanjing sighed in his heart.

The next day, the little official brought a person to Pei Xuanjing.

"Pang Hong has met you." A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy looked like he bowed to Pei Xuanjing.

The boy looked a little thin, but his bright eyes were piercing.

At this moment, he looked at Pei Xuanjing curiously, as if he was surprised that Pei Xuanjing was so young.

Pei Xuanjing asked, "How old are you this year?"

"The villain is thirteen years old this year." The boy replied with a crisp voice and clear words.

The little official at the side whispered to Pei Xuanjing about the boy's background.

The boy was born innocent, he was originally a military household in the guard, but his parents passed away one after another, leaving him alone under the care of a small official. It's just that the little official can only let him have a full meal. Now that he has this opportunity, he wants to find a future for him.

The little official didn't hide that he had friendship with the young man's father, so he revealed their relationship.

At the age of thirteen, if he is a child of a wealthy family, he is probably still living happily at home.

But if you are born in a poor family, you have already started to work to make a living.

He asked again, "Are you tired?"

The young man shook his head firmly, "A villain is not afraid of being tired, and a villain can do many things."

Looking at the strength in the other party's eyes, together with a little timidity and panic for fear of being rejected by Pei Xuanjing, Pei Xuanjing unconsciously felt a little pity

Seeing the young man in front of him, Pei Xuanjing seemed to see his former self.

If he hadn't been adopted by his master when he was young, he might have died before the simulator was turned on.

He sighed, "Forget it, let him stay first!"

Joy appeared on the little official's face, and he quickly asked the young man to kneel down and kowtow, "Thank you, editor-in-chief, for taking him in."

The young man was about to kneel immediately, but Pei Xuanjing stopped him with invisible strength.

"No need."

The little official bowed to Pei Xuanjing and said, "Thank you for your mercy, Mr. Editor."

Pei Xuanjing shook his head, "No, I also see that this child has a destiny with me."