strictlysupreme Chapter 462 Tea Party
Chapter 462 Tea Party
Jing Yuan closed the file and glanced at the people on both sides of the stone table in the tea pavilion.
He claimed to be entertaining several guests from afar in the general's mansion, but the actual situation was that he was holding a meeting in a tea pavilion in the inner courtyard of the Chiming clan's mansion.
In fact, Jing Yuan was very reluctant to have a meeting with these guys. Just because of the topic they were discussing at the moment, Jing Yuan wanted to get up and leave.
Now is the eve of the opening of the Luofu Martial Arts Ceremony.
The content of their heated discussion was not the security issues during the martial arts ceremony and the subsequent handling of Pinoconi after it was incorporated into the rule of Xianzhou.
Instead, they were discussing enthusiastically the possibility of using Pinoconi's complete industrial system chain for making dream bubbles to make dream bubbles around Sima Ming.
Their creativity is quite wild and imaginative, and they are a group of absolute business geniuses...but what about making peripheral dream bubbles for his master?
They talked about how their dream of following Siming to fight on the battlefield and reliving the glorious days of Xianzhou would definitely come true.
Everyone will live a good life in the dream bubble, playing the role of Sima Ming's left and right arms and reliving the heroic stories recorded in the Xianzhou Tongjian.
They also passionately discussed the possibility of setting up diverse characters for Mengpao, and chatted with Feixiao for a few words.
Feixiao believed that they were all indispensable talents for Luofu and the cornerstone of Xianzhou's future business empire.
He also kindly reminded them that they should also take women into consideration and design a CP version of Mengpaolai with an emotional line.
Jing Yuan thought to himself, "Sister, you are really good! Your abacus beads are almost hitting my face, and you actually have such wisdom!"
After they returned from the Daydream Hotel, before they had time to discuss Pinoconi's future governance policy, Luofu's martial arts ceremony arrived.
Judging from previous martial arts ceremonies, the leading role in this ceremony will certainly fall on the shoulders of Jiang Fan or Jing Liu.
But since Pinocchio's dream of order completely collapsed a few days ago, they have never seen Jiang Fan again.
Xing had some speculation about this. She patted her thigh and said with emotion that Jiang Fan must have gone to save the beautiful girl again.
Maybe in a few days we will see him breaking through the void and returning to the immortal boat, and maybe there will be a few beautiful girls following him, and they must be your master's wives.
Although I don't agree with Xing's understanding, his words are true.
Jing Yuan didn't think that his master would encounter any danger, he just thought that he had something important to do.
But just when they had been searching for Jiang Fan in vain, they received the news that Jing Liu refused to preside over the martial arts ceremony, and even sent Bai Heng to convey a message.
"I'm not interested. You host it." Bai Heng said indifferently, imitating Jing Liu vividly.
The teahouse in the inner courtyard of the Chiming clan's mansion was filled with heated discussions, as several people argued fiercely over the plot content of Meng Pao and the qualification for the test.
"Everyone, the content of this meeting is about Luofu's martial arts ceremony. Why are you so interested in the plot of the dream bubble? As far as I know, the production process of the dream bubble is not that simple." Jing Yuan took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice.
"What the general said is of course correct. In order to create a dream bubble, of course we need someone to provide the memory. It is extremely difficult to fabricate the content in the dream bubble out of thin air, but there is no technical barrier for us at all." One of the Six Imperials corrected his general's ignorance of the quality of memory.
"Could it be that Mr. Fu is also quite knowledgeable in the art of memory? Has he already figured out how to deal with it?" Jing Yuan endured it.
"Although we don't have the memory of creating the dream bubble, both you, the general, and Lord Bai Heng, who has now reported on his work, have experienced that era firsthand. The person who broke the formation is already in the formation." One of the Six Imperials looked Jing Yuan up and down, as if a human were looking at a living experimental mouse.
"In that case, you might as well go and ask my gentle master's wife in person. I'm sure your problems will be easily solved." Jing Yuan endured it again.
"Good question. Why don't you go find General Jingliu to get some information? I'll wait for your good news here." A certain general slapped his thigh, his face full of sudden enlightenment.
"Oh? It is said that Yao Qing's General Tianji is always as powerful as thunder and always takes the initiative to attack. Why are you so timid now? This is not your style." Jing Yuan continued to endure.
“It is true that one must act like thunder and lightning and take the initiative, but one cannot lack wisdom and strategy.” A certain general expressed his regret that “a rotten tree cannot be carved.”
Jing Yuan began to regret coming to the inner courtyard for meetings. Every time he attended a meeting with them, he felt like he was stuck in a high-level meeting of some fanatical fans.
Although he also admired his master, when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he was more impressed by his miserable childhood experience and his lousy master.
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"Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you" was first said in the Spring and Autumn Period, in the Analects of Confucius, by Confucius' disciples and their disciples. It means that you should not impose on others what you don't want others to do to you.
In the curved tiered classroom, an elegant man wearing glasses strolled along the aisle separated by tables and chairs, holding a textbook in one hand.
The screen directly in front was playing annotations of the Analects, and on a small blackboard on the side was the word "Jiang" written in chalk.
The classroom was completely silent, with only the sound of the man pacing and his gentle explanation being heard.
As the first male teacher since the establishment of St. Freya College.
His elective courses were sold out almost as soon as they were opened, and all the places were taken.
Considering the number of students, Theresa generously approved a large multimedia classroom for her fellow student.
Perhaps this is the environment that all faculty and staff at St. Freya's College dream of.
Full courses, extremely popular and disciplined students, and a good teaching atmosphere.
You have to know that this is an academy whose mission is to train Valkyries.
It is not easy to get this group of students to abide by classroom discipline and study a liberal arts subject.
But now the man in the lecture hall has done it. All the Valkyries who came to class sat up straight, and the whole classroom was filled with the sound of rustling.
Except for Kiana who was sitting in the corner, she had already fallen asleep with her face propped up in the 25th minute of class.