Nightwatcher

The two brothers ran out of the Yasheng Academy, not daring to take the main road, and turned into the forest from the side path of the courtyard, and ran for a long time before stopping.

Xu Qi'an's breathing was steady, while Xu Niannian was holding on to a pine tree, panting, his fair face flushed with heart-stirring blushes due to strenuous exercise.

"What should we do now?" Xu Qi'an planned to ask the little brother who "does things well" for advice, and tentatively asked:

"Did I just solve an eternal problem for the academy?"

He didn't expect that his hilarious words would cause such a terrible vision, and he didn't know what kind of follow-up would happen, so he ran away with Xu Erlang very carefully.

Xu Nian panted, and while calming down his heartbeat, he said arrogantly: "It's a problem of at most two hundred years."

Xu Qi'an took off the water bag and handed it over.

Xu Erlang took a sip and continued: "If you are a newcomer to the academy, I would suggest that you stay where you are and wait to receive the worship and gratitude of the teachers and students of the academy."

"But now I just want to take you away quickly." He threw the water bag back to his cousin, waited a while, and saw that his expression was normal, without any doubts.

Some disappointment and appreciation.

Appreciation, of course, because my cousin has a lot of brains, which is different from his father's crudeness. This makes Xu Xinian, who thinks highly of himself, sincerely gratified.

Disappointment means that you can't show yourself in front of your cousin and create a sense of superiority in IQ.

Yes, even though my cousin wrote amazing poems many times, even if my cousin wrote such a sentence on the stone tablet just now, Xu Nian still felt that his IQ was higher.

Without this mentality, I can't do "Heaven was not born, I will promise a new year, and I will honor the ages like a long night"

The two brothers quickly shuttled through the woods, quietly groping towards the stable.

Leaving without saying goodbye is the best choice at the moment.

Xu Qi'an stayed at the scene, perhaps the one who greeted him was the gratitude of Yunlu Academy, even though it was unlikely that he would be regarded as a great Confucian.

This is the bright side.

The bad side is also obvious. Yunlu Academy and Guozijian are in a dispute of orthodoxy. While Xu Qi'an accepts Yunlu Academy's gratitude, he will definitely attract the hostility of scholars who were born in Guozijian.

The nobles and nobles of the Manchu Dynasty were all Guozijian.

One tax case can cause endless disasters, and this is more dangerous and troublesome than a hundred tax cases.

Bijiu coincides with my thoughts Xu Qi'an said with a chuckle: "Qijiu, you are a real dog."

Very well, Erlang is not a pedantic scholar, which may be the reason why he intensively studied the art of war.

"Rough." Xu Nian sneered, and continued, "As long as we leave, I believe the Academy will not wantonly publicize it afterwards and will keep it a secret for us."

He stopped talking, and while he was on his way, he stared and meditated, appearing taciturn.

Daping outside the Saint Academy Palace.

Zhao Shou, who was dressed in sackcloth and had gray hair, suddenly made an unexpected movement. He suddenly turned around and stared at the back of the academy.

A few seconds later, the three Confucian scholars made the same movement, looking out solemnly.

The eldest princess was confused, and subconsciously turned her head to follow their gazes. The sky was clear and clear, and there was nothing.

But in the next instant, a clear air visible to the naked eye soared into the sky and penetrated the sky. The thick white clouds floating on Qingyun Mountain collapsed in full view.

Zhao Shou disappeared first, and then the three great Confucian scholars showed the miraculous power of speaking, and moved themselves three feet to the back of the academy.

The eldest princess Liu Mei frowned lightly, holding up the hem of her skirt, she followed quickly and gracefully.

She is tall, with graceful curves, and the charm of her sprinting is indescribable, only comprehensible.

In the Yasheng Academy, the candlesticks were overturned, and the wax oil was flowing densely.

In the empty hall, the air was rippling like a spring breeze, highlighting Zhao Shou's figure. He quickly swept every inch of the hall, and then focused his eyes on the cracked inscription of Cheng's Yasheng.

There was a storm in the dean's pupils like an ancient well, and at the same time, he quickly analyzed the reason for the soaring air.

The inscription that suppressed the academy cracked, and the awe-inspiring aura contained in Yunlu Academy broke free from its restraints and filled itself, creating the scene just now.

The question is, how could Cheng's Yasheng's inscription crack for no reason?

Soon, Dean Zhao understood that his eyes were attracted by the stone tablet he had erected in the hall. Looking at the content on the tablet, he felt that the whole world was fading and disappearing, only that line of ugly font was deeply imprinted on him. in the pupil.

Branded in my heart.

Be the only one in the world at this moment.

In the rippling fresh air that makes people feel like a spring breeze, the figures of the three great scholars manifested, and they scanned the entire hall subconsciously.

When he saw the cracked stele of Cheng's Yasheng, his pupils contracted unconsciously.

It's fine, how could the stele not crack? This is a good thing, it means that the seal suppressing Yunlu Academy's luck has been shaken. Li Mubai thought to himself, and suddenly found that the dean's state was not right.

It is a state of being immersed in one's own world, like losing one's soul.

The stele was actually cracked. In the era when the Yasheng was not around, someone could shake the stele of the Cheng family. Zhang Shen and Chen Tai looked at each other, seeing shock and doubt in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, like Li Mubai, they discovered Dean Zhao's abnormality.

"Build a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and open the balance for all generations," Zhang Shen murmured.

He was completely shocked by the courage, strength of character, and ambition contained in these words, goosebumps all over his body, and the blood in his chest seemed to be boiling.

"This is what a scholar should really do." Chen Tai's lips trembled: "To be an official, you should be for the people, for the country, for the common people in the world, not for a family with one surname, but for a few people."

This great Confucian known as a great talent for governing the country trembled uncontrollably at this moment, and his voice was hoarse: "I am enlightened, I am enlightened!"

Li Mubai took a deep breath and calmed down, "Who wrote this?"

The three of them looked at the director Zhao Shou at the same time. The director had retreated for more than ten years and worked hard to overthrow Cheng's Neo-Confucianism. If anyone can create a new academic school in this world, it is him.

But the dean was with them just now, and the dean's attitude at this time already explained everything.

Their response was silence. After a long time, Zhao Shou said in a low voice, "You go out first. If you have anything to say, we can discuss it afterwards."

He went on to say: "The gentleman is silent."

The three great scholars bowed and bowed, and left side by side.

The hall door was closed, and the surroundings were silent. Zhao Shou stood silently in front of the stele, behind the hollowed-out doors and windows, and the sun dappled in.

After a long time, he straightened his clothes and saluted his disciples toward the inscription: "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening."

Holding the hem of her skirt, the eldest princess finally rushed outside the Yasheng Academy, only to find that within ten feet of the Academy, was wrapped in an air mask like an upside-down bowl, isolating the inside and outside.

She was not in a hurry, and stood quietly at the foot of the steps outside the academy, like a quietly blooming flower.

In a short time, three great Confucian scholars came out side by side, their faces were serious, but they couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

"Three gentlemen, can you tell me?" The eldest princess looked at the academy.

"Don't ask, princess." Chen Tai bowed, "I don't know what to do about this matter for the time being."

The eldest princess smiled, her noble face was as calm as ever.

After bidding farewell to the three great scholars, she walked towards Ya Ge alone. In the mountain wind, Luo Chang's skirt fluttered, as if she was an elf in the mountains, a fairy descended to play.

Two rows of armored and sharp soldiers still guarded outside the Accord, like silent sculptures.

The twenty-four Jinwu Guards were her escort, and there was another team of seven watchmen at the foot of the mountain.

It's just that the academy hates Wei Yuan so much that they don't allow the beaters to go up the mountain.

The eldest princess led the guards down the mountain, and found seven watchmen on the side of the official road, and said in a clear voice, "Yunlu Academy is so clean, Yasheng Academy has been banned, report this matter to Duke Wei, and ask him to keep an eye on it." Tighten the academy and find out about this."

"Yes!" The watchman clasped his fists.

The eldest princess continued: "Investigate someone for this palace, Changle County Yamen's fast hand Xu Qi'an."

"As ordered."