The Strongest Simulator In the Sky

Ling Tian quietly listened to Zhu Houzhao and Wang Yangming's words.

This Confucianism is indeed a good means. Some people on the Internet have said that starting from the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, without the support of these Confucian scholars, it is basically impossible for the northern aliens to occupy the Central Plains.

No matter how strong the power is, those nomads will at most rob a wave of people and leave, and it is precisely because of the aristocratic clan composed of these Confucian scholars that those nomads have the possibility to enter the Central Plains.

In the previous life, Ling Tian only watched the fun when he saw this, but now, listening to Zhu Houzhao's words, Ling Tian suddenly felt that he was afraid that the alien race could come to the Central Plains because of the support of a group of shameless scholars.

However, this has nothing to do with him.

Ling Tian knew his own affairs. He needed fame. Without enough fame, he could not even save his own life. Under this circumstance, he had no qualifications to be an angry youth.

Now, Zhu Houzhao is not dead, and those Confucians will not spread words like he killed Zhu Houzhao if they want to come.

Then, leaving now, if those Confucian people already hated him, they would just silently pursue and kill him.

"I am very interested in Confucian martial arts. I wonder if Mr. Yangming has time to explain it to me..."

After thinking for a while, Ling Tian showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and looked at Wang Yangming and said.

There is no benefit for him to leave now. The danger is still there. It is estimated that the reputation will not be obtained at all. It is better to stay. Although the danger is also there, it is shared by Zhu Houzhao, and there are more opportunities to gain fame. There is Wang Yangming, a Confucian master, who can ask for Confucian martial arts.

"Of course, Shouren must know everything and say everything..."

Wang Yangming laughed.

At this moment, a master like Ling Tian joined, how could he be reluctant to give up a little Confucian martial arts.

"That's great, with Lin Tian's help, I will have a little more confidence to go out. In the current situation, I can't go north directly regardless of the form of the south. Otherwise, without the support of food and grass, the situation in the north will soon get out of control. , when the time comes when Huma goes south, and the land is thousands of miles away, even if I keep the throne, I will be ashamed of the ancestors..."

Seeing Wang Yangming pulling Ling Tian to join him with a few words, Zhu Houzhao showed a happy look on his face, and then he said.

This guy has passed his thirties this year, but his personality is like that of a child.

Moreover, Zhu Houzhao had seen through the purpose of those Confucianists rebelling in the south at a glance. They didn't really want to rebel, but just threatened Zhu Houzhao to stay in the south.

If Zhu Houzhao returned to the north, then this fake rebellion might seriously destroy the grain that was going to be shipped to the north. At that time, the north would be bare for thousands of miles.

And if Zhu Houzhao stayed in the south, then the grain would still have a chance to be transported to the north. Of course, Zhu Houzhao could also be killed at any time.

The stability of the north and their own lives, these Confucian guys gave Zhu Houzhao a multiple-choice question, and the latter chose the stability of the north without hesitation.

How long will it take to transport the food, I don't know, how long it will take to kill Zhu Houzhao, as long as the Confucian guys gather enough power to deal with Wang Yangming and Ling Tian, ​​and the Confucian guys can easily gather this power.

"So, we have to play hide-and-seek with them, and we have to cast doubts..."

Everyone moved from the town to the woods outside. Zhu Houzhao continued to talk to Ling Tian, ​​Wang Yangming, and Jiang Bin, the commander of Jin Yiwei, about his plan.

Staying in the south is absolutely fatal to Zhu Houzhao, not to mention how powerful the Confucianism in the south is now, those guys alone won't even let Zhu Houzhao go to Jinling, which is destined to be impossible for Zhu Houzhao to have too much power in his hands.

Next, Zhu Houzhao can only rely on the countless experts of Confucianism to save his life, only Wang Yangming, Ling Tian, ​​Jiang Bin, these three masters, and a group of elite guards.

This seemingly innocuous force actually cannot withstand the sweeping waves of Confucian masters.

The night was gradually coming. In the forest, Jiang Bin was arranging a team of Jinyiwei.

According to Zhu Houzhao's plan, they would soon have to separate. Among them, Jiang Bin took Jinyiwei's men to spread suspicion, and went to Longhu Mountain, the palace of the feudal lord, etc., to attract the attention of Confucian masters.

As for Wang Yangming and Ling Tian, ​​they were protecting Zhu Houzhao to the Fuzhou area. There were soldiers and horses left by Wang Yangming before. Although there were not many of them, they were able to counteract the power of Confucianism for a while.

The southern rebellion, but the Confucianists wanted Zhu Houzhao to stay, but the food delivery must continue. Therefore, whether Zhu Houzhao was killed or not, the food delivery would definitely continue.

Then, in this life-and-death game, the real decision depends on whether the Confucianists kill Zhu Houzhao first, or whether there is enough food to be transported to the north.

At least, in Zhu Houzhao's determination of this matter, the outcome of this game is distinguished in this way.

Ling Tian didn't quite agree with Zhu Houzhao's judgment. After being baptized by the Internet in later generations, and seeing the appearance of some Confucian people in this world, Ling Tian really can't compliment the expressions of some Confucian people~www.wuxiahere.com~ However, After all, the protagonist of this game is Zhu Houzhao, so Ling Tian didn't say anything to Zhu Houzhao.

Sitting quietly on the side, Ling Tian opened his data panel. These days, because the prompts for gaining fame were too frequent, Ling Tian groped and finally turned off the prompts. How much fame, how much is short enough to gather enough luck to transform and improve the star-absorbing Dafa.

The data panel was opened, Ling Tian looked directly at the column of luck, and the numbers that he saw made Ling Tian's body tremble.

Six thousand seven hundred o'clock...

A full six thousand seven hundred points...

Although the rumors that he killed King Ning and wanted to kill the emperor spread, the speed of his reputation has been terrifyingly fast, but today, during the day, he had only used up the luck he had accumulated before. In just half a day, But how could it be possible to obtain more than 6,000 luck.

Rumor has it that no matter how big it is, the speed of gaining fame is only the most in the first wave, and then it will become less and less. Ling Tian knows this.

At this moment, he had no idea what was going on, but it made his luck soar so much.

"Mr. Lin, just now, my brothers brought back news that Confucian people spread rumors that you were a Daoist child, but you turned from good to evil, inciting Taoist believers to rebel in the south, and now you are kidnapping Your Majesty..."

At this moment, Jiang Bin's voice suddenly came from the side.

Ling Tian was slightly taken aback. The reason for his sudden increase in luck was this. At this moment, Ling Tian really felt grateful to the Confucian who made the decision.

Originally, he had no hope of relying on Confucianism to frame him to gain fame. Who would have thought that Confucianism could not frame him to kill the emperor, but he continued to frame him to gain fame in another way.