Shen Tuyu tried his best to keep his voice as calm as possible, but the words he spoke were filled with a cold chill.
Who are the people related to Jianquan?
Jianquan has been famous for many years and has many friends and acquaintances all over the world.
Great Confucian scholars exchanged letters with him and discussed philosophy;
Celebrities from both capitals invited him to preach Buddhism at their homes;
Nobles from the world visited him to listen to Buddhist verses;
Is it possible that these people are all suspects? They all need to be put in prison, tortured, and asked whether they know the secret behind Jianquan's obsession with evil?
Even the Emperor of Yu wanted to invite Jianquan to the palace to explain Buddhist scriptures. Even Mount Taihao invited Jianquan to the sanctuary to pay homage to the master.
If we really want to investigate, wouldn't it mean that even the Emperor of Yu and the leader of the Haotian Dao Sect would be suspected?
Li Ang remained silent. The top management of the Yu State reacted so strongly that one could even say it was extreme, just in line with Jianquan's prediction——
No ruler wants to see the illusion of six realms of reincarnation appear, and no ruler wants to see the people under his rule. They would rather plunge into the illusion of six realms of reincarnation than live in this world.
In the past, even in the face of horrific natural disasters, all forces had their own agendas and secretly plotted to harm each other.
And now, from Xi Jing to Southern Zhou, from Mount Taihao to Chang'an, the emperors of all kingdoms, religious leaders, aristocratic families, and hidden sects,
They all temporarily put aside their past hatreds and disputes, united together, and tried to jointly kill the rumors of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Illusion.
It's really ironic.
Li Ang was not interested in listening to Shen Tuyu's instructions anymore. He retreated silently and walked with Sui Yi outside the city to rescue the people who were injured during the evacuation.
Jian Quan died, and Xingzhou City also suffered heavy losses.
The town of Fusi in the city was almost completely destroyed, nearly 70% of the streets were damaged, many geological collapses and depressions occurred, and thousands of houses were judged to be dangerous and no longer suitable for habitation.
Due to some strange psychology, Li Ang did not participate in the investigation of Jianquan's disciples organized by the Zhenfu Division. He continued to stay in Xingzhou to help with disaster relief and aftermath.
Friends also accompanied him, helping to fill potholes in the city, repair roads, strengthen houses, purify water sources, etc. This lasted for nearly half a month.
During this process, there was also good news - He Fanshuang was promoted to the Cloud Patrol Realm.
At that time, she left Xingzhou City and went to Weizhou with her sword to ask for help. Along the way, she raced against time, struggled to drive the flying sword, concentrated on it, and naturally broke through the realm. She became the first student to reach the Xunyun realm in the third year of Zai Qian.
Li Ang couldn't help but sigh, there is a gap between genius and genius.
Later, after returning to Chang'an, he continued to be full of resentment and searched for clues that might involve Mo Si in the vast sea of books related to Taixuan Zong.
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In the sixth year of Zaiqian's reign, at the end of summer.
The weather was hot, and the cicada was lying on the tree, vibrating its wings feebly, and chirping like a broken gong.
Li Ang yawned, got up from the bed in the bedroom, and ended his nap.
It's hot outside, but it's very cool indoors - Academy's Talisman Board technology has made a breakthrough some time ago. The refrigeration Talisman Board can further adjust the temperature accurately, just like the air conditioner in the memory of another world.
It's even better than air conditioners in some aspects.
For example, it will not reduce the moisture content in the room, drying the air and causing discomfort.
'It just lacks a remote control. You have to press the button yourself every time you adjust the temperature.'
Li Ang muttered and pushed the door open as he walked out of the bedroom. Through the floor, he could hear the noisy sounds of children playing downstairs.
Ever since he accepted Ouyang Shi as his disciple, his close relatives and friends always wanted him to accept a few more disciples, even if they were named disciples.
The euphemistic name is: Blessed.
Li Ang couldn't laugh or cry at the various requests for visits. He couldn't close the door and not see visitors, so he had to relax a little and let the children of relatives and friends come over to play, practice calligraphy, and read books in the summer.
Just think of it as summer camp.
When Li Ang walked down the stairs, he saw Chai Chai happily leading the children to play games such as hide-and-seek, throwing handkerchiefs, and eagle catching chickens. He didn't look like a disciple at all.
When they got tired of playing, Chai Chai asked all the children to sit according to their seats and gave each of them a quick pastry.
All the children sat obediently on their seats, eating desserts like little squirrels.
After all these years, his character has not changed.
Li Ang looked at Chai Chai who was like a child king, smiled slightly, and recalled his previous time in Zhenzhou in a daze.
My childhood in the drug store was actually a bit boring.
Li Ang's parents trained him as a future doctor. From a young age, he not only had to read classics such as the Four Books and Five Classics, but also memorized various complicated and obscure pharmacopoeias and medical books.
If you can't memorize well, you will be forced to stand, but if you memorize well, you can eat fruit snacks.
Li Ang has a good memory and can memorize books well, but he doesn't like snacks very much, so he will hide the snacks given by his parents in his pocket. At night, he will secretly take them out and share them with Chai Chai.
Chai Chai ate double snacks every day (including extremely sweet honey jujube cake) and quickly gained weight, so much so that she was nicknamed "Fat Girl" by other friends.
She went to Li Ang crying and said that he had made her pregnant (literally), and Li Ang must be responsible in the future.
Li Ang's parents were so shocked when they heard this unexpectedly that they almost beat him to death with a bamboo stick.
Thinking of those memories, Li Ang smiled, but also felt a little melancholy for no reason.
"Teacher, tea."
Ouyang Shi came over quietly and handed him a cup of warm tea.
"Thanks."
Li Ang, who is still a modern person at heart, unconsciously said thank you. According to secular customs, teachers rarely say this word to students, but Li Ang is not much older than Ouyang Shi, and he doesn't care about these red tapes.
"How are you reading the books in the Academy?"
Li Ang asked casually.
Ouyang Shi replied: "I've seen it almost. I think Neo-Confucianism and arithmetic are easier, but I'm not very good at military science and Yu Lv."
"Where is the path? Has Senior Sister Sui Yi checked it for you? Which one is suitable for you to practice?"
"After reading it, Professor Sui said that I am most suitable for Fu Studies and He Nian Studies."
Ouyang Shi paused for a moment, his expression a little gloomy.
She took the Academy Examination this year, successfully passed it, and obtained the admission qualification.
This incident made her happy and unhappy. On the one hand, being admitted to the Academy meant that her life would be smooth. On the other hand, being admitted to the Academy also meant that she would often see Xi Yangyu, who had abandoned their mother and daughter.
The latter is also the secretary of the Academy.
On the night after the exam results were announced, she and other students went to the palace to meet the saint as usual.
The emperor and empress met her specially and asked about her living situation.
Ouyang Shi proudly said that he was Li Ang's disciple, which aroused the envy of other unknowing classmates.
But when the emperor and empress asked about her parents, it was not so happy.
Regardless of whether he admits it or not, Xi Yangyu is still her biological father.
Filial piety has always been the most important one in the ethics of the Yu Kingdom. In Li Ang's words, it is political correctness.
"That's it."
Li Ang smacked his lips. His abducted apprentice was just as suitable for Fu and Nian studies as he was, but he had to deal with Xi Yangyu.
What is this, the entangled grievances and hatreds between two generations?
Li Ang shook his head and comforted: "Don't take it to heart. Xi Yangyu is not the only one teaching Nianxue in the academy. If Nianxue is suitable for you, there is no need to give up because of him."
"Um."
Ouyang Shi nodded obediently, took out a stack of letters and handed them to Li Ang, "This is the letter I sent to you, teacher, this morning."
"so much?"
Li Ang handed the tea cup back to Ouyang Shi, casually looked through the signature of the letter, and walked into the study with the letter.
There is a letter from Shade in Shaozhou - the local chamber of commerce in Shaozhou has built two new buildings in Zhouxueli in Li Ang's name.
There is a letter from Cheng Juxiu - he is going to go on a long sea voyage with the Xuegong scientific research fleet and will not be able to return to Chang'an in a short time. He asked Li Ang to take care of his teacher.
There are also letters from Ashinagara in the northern grassland.
Li Ang sat on his seat, opened the envelope with a letter opener, and read it silently.
Jialuo would send a letter to Chang'an every month, telling him about recent events in the grassland.
"Hi, how are you doing, Aangqi?
I heard that Chang'an is very hot this summer, but the grassland here is very cool. Do you want to consider traveling to the grassland?
Haha, just kidding, I still miss your swimming pool. It’s a pity that we have to chase aquatic plants on the grassland, and the ethnic groups have to keep migrating, so we can’t build it by ourselves.
Can you use your clever mind to help think of a solution?"
I'm not Doraemon, so how can I figure it out?
Li Ang smiled slightly when he saw the pleading graffiti attached to the letter, and inexplicably thought of the reply method in the memory of another world.
[If you are Li Ang, your friend asks you to help build a swimming pool. Please write him a short message, the number of words is required to be 80-100]
Li Ang shook his head and continued to look down.
"The mare I raised had a difficult birth last month, and the herdsman in the tribe said there was no way she could be saved, and asked me to give up as soon as possible to end her suffering.
I had already pulled out the scimitar, but when I saw her eyes, I couldn't do it for some reason.
I asked someone to bring the veterinary textbook you wrote and follow the above process to personally deliver the mare.
It took almost an hour, and finally the pony was successfully pulled out covered in blood. Both the mare and the pony were safe.
How about it, am I awesome?"
awesome.
Li Ang rubbed his chin, but pulling the pony out is considered a form of kidnapping in a certain sense?
"Some time ago, the delegation from Taihao Mountain came to visit the royal court again. I heard that they asked us to strictly investigate the monks who recently came to the grassland to preach. They said it was related to Master Jianquan of your Yu Kingdom who died in Xingzhou.
You said last time that you and Leling went to Xingzhou for internship, right? Are you also involved?
You didn't even write to me about such a dangerous thing, which made me worry for a while. Humph, it pissed me off so much."
You also know that the matter is very important, how can I tell you.
Li Ang shook his head and smiled bitterly. All of their people who went to Xingzhou were given a gag order and were strictly prohibited from talking about any topic about Jianquan Monk. Anyone who violated the rules would probably have to drink tea in the Zhenfusi dungeon.
Li Ang was not sure whether the letters he sent to the Turks would be intercepted (most likely), so naturally he couldn't tell Jialuo about these things. Even if he mentioned it in a vague way, it wouldn't do.
Now all the countries in the world are investigating the case of Jianquan's disciples. There has been a bloody storm in the world. Even in the ghost market of Chang'an, many people have disappeared for no apparent reason.
However, no matter how hard Yu State and Taihaoshan tried to block the news,
Among the people, rumors of the illusion of six realms of reincarnation are still spread. Some people even built temples in the wilderness to worship Jianquan statues and Liluanfeng murals.
The aftermath of this incident is even more profound than the Chang'an incident in July last year.
Li Ang recovered his distant thoughts and continued to read the letters.
"Oh, by the way, apart from this matter, the Taihao Mountain mission also wants to join forces with us to investigate a secret realm located in the shallow depths of Liyuan.
Only innate warriors or Xunyun realm monks are eligible to participate.
Hehe, I also made a breakthrough to Xiantian last month,
For this reason, I specially found a craftsman to make a new scimitar. If I see Bian Chenpei in the secret realm next time, I might be able to cut him hard.
Li Yuan, it wouldn’t be surprising if any changes occur.”
Liyuan is a giant rift valley that stretches for 1,500 miles in the western part of the Turkic Steppe.
The widest point is fifty miles, and the narrowest point is several miles.
The valley is filled with thick fog all year round and is unfathomable, inhabited by many dangerous monsters.
The most terrible thing is that Yuan Qi is forbidden in the valley, and no magic spells or telekinesis can be used. Even martial arts masters will soon become tired and exhausted.
It is a forbidden land like the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains and the Endless Sea.
In some pre-Sui classics, the highest realm that mortal monks can reach [Lin Yuan] is even directly explained as being above Li Yuan.
In other words, only Linyuan monks can cross Liyuan without being affected.
Li Ang knew this allusion and frowned unconsciously, feeling vaguely worried.
She was worried about whether it would be dangerous for Jialuo to go to Liyuan, and also worried about what she said in her heart about taking revenge on Bian Chenpei.
"Haha, don't worry, it's just a joke.
Bian Chenpei's father, Bian Yubo, is now the trial cardinal of Mount Taihao, a rare big shot in the world.
Even if I have the ability to retaliate, I still have to take the safety of my tribe into consideration. I know that.
Hmm. However, I am still a little unhappy after all. After I finish writing the letter, I will tie up a paper figure and curse Bian Chenpei for being hit by a carriage when he went out. Is this supposed to be okay? "
The Curse of the Dump Truck?
Li Ang burst into laughter. Unfortunately, there is no carriage in the world that can easily pretend to be a monk. Bian Chenpei is not a high school girl who can run to school with bread in her mouth.
"This is the situation recently. How is your life there? Please reply to me quickly. I will receive it before the seventh day of July."
Perhaps he was really in a hurry to prick the villain, because Jialuo's handwriting was very brisk, and he even drew a smiley face at the end of the letter.
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The seventh day of July is the Chinese Valentine's Day, right?
Li Ang's eyes were startled and he noticed that there was something hidden behind the letter.
When you open it, you will find a small sachet with not very exquisite embroidery. It contains dried petal fragments that exude a light fragrance.
This chapter has been completed!