He was rich and prosperous in his youth, made great contributions and recovered Hehuang. He was wasted his middle age, but he was also excluded and suppressed because of his great contributions to Hehuang. Those days were really unbearable to look back on, and it also made him feel cold.

If it weren't for Wen Fei's relationship, he would never have been today. The biggest possibility was that after conquering Tubo, he was found a position by the court and left idle until his death.

It was the help of Master Wen and Tianshi, which was what he had today. It not only represents the regaining of Hehuang, but also fulfilled the ultimate dream of countless soldiers in the northwest for hundreds of years and destroyed Xixia. This life is really a wish. There is no regret at all.

His achievements were no less than any famous general when his martial arts were at its peak in the prosperous Han and Tang dynasties. In the Song Dynasty, he was even more of a top-notch military achievement, and even the famous generals who founded the country could not compare with them.

What regret is your husband’s regret at this point? Now is the time for him to repay Master Wen. He interrupted Wen Fei’s long speech and said bluntly: “Father Shang, tell me, no matter what you do, you will obey the orders!”

Wen Fei laughed silently, as it was, what's the use of saying this to Wang Hou? He smiled and said, "Just just need to train Wang Shuai well, don't think too much about the rest. Anyway, it's better to think about Wang Shuai, and it won't make Wang Shuai end up! As for where the official family is, it's okay, and the official family will not go against Wang Shuai's military power. Everyone is now on the same boat!"

Wang Hou heard Wen Fei's vagueness, but he did not have such a desire to change the dynasty, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he had made up his mind to follow Master Wen and went all the way to the darkness, he had been killed for decades for the Song Dynasty.

"There are three redundant redundant redundant redundant soldiers. To put it bluntly, Wang Jinggong's reform was to remove these three redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant redundant red

"Yes!" Wang Hou thought about it. Even Wang Anshi did not have the authority of Wen Fei today. It can be said that Wen Fei's prestige and authority are far more than Wang Anshi back then. There are not so many opponents.

If Master Wen Da’s decision to reform cannot be successful yet, then no one will succeed again.

"I'm afraid I'll have to stay for a while before I can come back." Wen Fei pondered: "So this military power must not be abandoned. As long as this military power is still there, there will be no problem!"

Wang Hou asked in surprise: "Does Shangfu go for a long time?" Judging from the current situation in the court, unless Wen Fei doesn't come back for many years, no one dares to have any thoughts.

Wen Fei smiled bitterly in his heart. This time he returned to modern time and space to understand the matter of the jade pendant. But he himself was not sure at all. What would be the result? He himself didn't know whether he could come back.

After thinking about it, Wen Fei simply said: "If I haven't come back for a year, then Wang Shuai might as well take the initiative to hand over the military power to the court."

"Father Shang?" Wang Hou said in shock. This sentence almost had the intention of explaining the funeral. He clearly told him that if he had not come back for a year, he would not be able to return. If Wang Hou had no intention of rebelling, he would take the initiative to hand over military power, so that the court would not be suspicious and end up in a good end.

Wen Fei laughed and said, "But if it's all, I think I won't punish my Tianshi too much for the gunpowder incident!"

Wang Hou felt a little relieved after hearing this. Although he was still a little uneasy, since Wen Fei said so, he could only follow him. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Father Shang, I will definitely help Father Shang hold the military power tightly to achieve Shang's ambition!"

"That's what happens, Wang Shuai!" After seeing off Wang Hou, Wen Fei sighed a little, then closed his eyes and started to exercise his skills. Another problem was solved.

This is an ancient university, one of the members of the Ivy League. It was established by the legislature of the state colonial legislature in the 17th century. It was even more than a hundred years earlier than the founding of the United States.

At the end of the fifteenth century, after the Atlantic Ocean channel from Europe to America was opened by Columbus, the discovery of the New World caused people from the Old World to travel across the ocean to come to this land.

Just in the early 17th century, the first British immigrants arrived in North America, where they opened up their "Garden of Eden" - New England.

Among the immigrants, there were those who had received classical higher education at Oxford and Cambridge University, and were also inherited by the mysterious power of ancient times. However, those who fled to this church could not have the jurisdiction of the land.

In order to allow their descendants to receive this education in their new homes, and to inherit this ancient power, this university was established.

Now, this university is no longer just the pride of the United States!

However, now, in this university, there are quiet secret rooms in an ancient library with a collection of more than 10 million books.

The ancient granite has only the ancient and gloomy atmosphere that does not need to be deliberately created, and naturally creates under the candle.

More than a dozen students entered in excitedly and with a little fear. They were wearing ancient black robes with the symbol of magic stones on them.

No one talked, they were immersed in this strange quiet and exciting atmosphere. Only by stepping into a fixed small circle can they know the secret of this basement.

They all know one truth quite well, that is, the outstanding scientists, politicians, lawyers, and other successful people in the world may not all come from here, but after entering this secret room, everyone will be an absolutely successful person and the elite of the future of the upper class!

This is a tradition that is passed down between the true upper class of the United States. It is the true tradition! Generations of Americans have entered such a secret room and become successful wealthy people, politicians, scientists, etc....

Every generation of people who have entered are asked to keep secrets and not to disclose everything they see, or even the people they are closest to.

And they are also happy to keep these secrets to show their differences from those all living beings! They are the characters who master the world, the true truth, the truth...

Driven by this sense of superiority, this secret has always been only under the speculation and doubt of outsiders. Or in the inconspicuous tabloids and carpet literature, you can occasionally see a little bit of a claw. But it will never appear in the real mainstream media.

This is their power!

And now, every student selected is filled with the pride and superiority of the pride of heaven.

Although this underground secret room that has been circulating secretly, not many people have ever seen is not as strange as imagined. It is not as simple as imagined, but not as simple as imagined.

But no one dares to make any sound here!

The ancient buildings seem to have a magical power, as if the dust of time can make the strongest light fade here.

What's more, these candles, which were not too bright, were slightly swayed by the airflow brought by the secret vents hidden in unknown places.

A man wearing a black hooded robe who looks like a medieval evil wizard, or like the powerful magicians in many games, walked up to the podium.

In fact, the original image of this magician was originally from the wizards wanted by the Holy See in the Middle Ages. They had to hide their heads and faces and dared not show their appearance in front of people, which gave the outside world a mysterious and powerful feeling.

In fact, each of them dressed up like this, and no one knew their identity except themselves and the person in charge.

The voice of the main person was hoarse and low, making them not know which professor it was or who was simply the voice of others. He said: "Welcome to you, the lost lambs? Welcome to the palace of truth!"

No one spoke, and even breathing sounds were seen. This made the person in charge very satisfied. He nodded slightly and said, "You make me very satisfied. Of course, I will make you all satisfied. Originally, our Magic Stone Society only recruited future great scientists, and to be more precise, they are future great engineers. Occasionally, we will also recruit some other people. But today is different. You should know it yourself!"

The students sitting on the one-piece wooden chair, whose bodies were shrunk in black robes, were shocked unknownly.

But no one noticed it, everyone was hypnotic, attracted by the voice of the person in charge.

He said, "You are blessed to meet the most important moment of our Magic Stone Society. This is a great turning point, the beginning of a new era. Well, I know, you are all impatient. Let you see it now..."

As he said that, he lifted a piece of cloth on the ground, revealing a pentagram pattern below.

"This is a very standard pattern of pentagrams. Each of you knows that the five vertices of pentagrams represent different elements, namely the earth, water, fire, wind and the fifth element that symbolizes the mysterious power of the mouth. It is the foundation of our Magic Stone Society!"

His voice kept echoing in the dull secret room, causing these apprentices to make some uneasy sounds. If this mysterious ceremony today actually talked about these boring mystical knowledge, it would be too boring.

But the next scene made the apprentices' eyes bulge. As he said, spreading his hands, as if holding something mysterious invisible in the air. There was a trace of light coming out of his hands.
Chapter completed!