Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.

In the academy, which has always been shrouded in awe-inspiring righteousness, Yang Gong's eyelids trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

The first thing he felt was heart-piercing pain, muscles all over his body were torn, and his meridians were severed. Then his lungs were on fire, his mouth was dry, and every breath he took caused injuries.

However, his mental state is very good, his thoughts are clear, and subtle clear light is contained in every inch of his flesh and blood and every cell.

It was a bit difficult to move his hands and feet. After Yang Gong tried to sit up to no avail, he said in a deep voice:

"Here comes the tea!"

The teapot on the table flew up on its own and moved to his lips. Then he tilted the spout and poured the tea at an neither fast nor slow speed.

Gulu, Gulu Yang Gong opened his mouth to take the tea and drank half full. Only then did the burning in his lungs and dry mouth subside a lot.

After quenching his thirst, Yang Gong looked around the room and realized that this was his residence in the academy.

I brought them back to the academy. I don't know if Yongzhou was saved or not. There are still a few alive among the soldiers who followed me back. When Yang Gong thought about the situation of the battle, his heart became heavy.

The joy of surviving the catastrophe also diminishes...

How long have I been in a coma? Is the war in the north over? With Yongzhou's current strength, not many people will survive if the Imperial Army defends Yongzhou. Yang Gong became more and more anxious as he thought about it. He struggled for a moment and finally sat up.

He took out a breath and said in a deep voice:

"Neatly dressed!"

The robe hanging on the hanger flew up on its own. The Confucian robe, which was originally troublesome to put on, was put on in the blink of an eye. The hair was automatically pulled up, and the hosta flew up and was inserted into the bun.

Then, Yang Gong read:

"The place I am at is the Bamboo House in the Back Mountain."

The object in Yang Gong's eyes blurred, and he knew that he was moving in space. In his sight, he saw Dean Zhao Shou's bamboo house changing from blur to clear. When he was about to arrive, suddenly, a familiar voice came to his ears:

"No, you are not in the bamboo house, you are here with me."

The nearby bamboo house became blurry, and another scene appeared in front of Yang Gong in an elegant and bright tea room. Li Mubai and Chen Tai, who were wearing wide robes and long sleeves, were drinking tea and playing chess. At the table not far away from them, Zhang Shen

Standing beside the desk, he guided Xu Xinnian to deeply control the Confucian realm.

This scene was so leisurely and harmonious that Yang Gong was stunned on the spot and suspected that he was hallucinating.

Zhang Shen glanced sideways at him and said:

"The dean handles errands in the cabinet, not in the academy."

After that, continue to teach the proud students.

"You guys?" Yang Gong took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and asked tentatively: "How long have I been unconscious? What is the current situation of the battle? Has Yongzhou been defended? Is there any result in the battle to cross the tribulation in the north?"

"You've been in a coma for half a month." Li Mubai twisted the chess pieces and clicked them into place without raising his head.

"The rebellion in Yunzhou has been subdued. Xu Pingfeng died. Qi Guangbo and other rebel generals were beheaded at Caishikou three days later." Chen Tai regretted: "The dean asked me to stay in the academy to look after the family, but I didn't get any military merit.

"

Xu Erlang raised his head, looked at layman Ziyang, and added:

"My eldest brother,

"First grade."

Yang Gong's head was "buzzing". Although he had some vague guesses when he saw their carefree appearance, Yang Gong was conservative and only guessed that the battle in the north was successfully completed and Dafeng regained the advantage.

, and fell into a confrontation with the Yunzhou rebels.

Unexpectedly, everything was over.

This is like a young man who has nothing. He originally only considered marrying a wife, but on the day of the wedding, he has a mansion, a carriage, a wife, and even children. Don't be too happy.

Among all the realities, the most unbelievable thing for Yang Gong was that Xu Qi'an was in the first rank?!

A first-grade martial artist?

If I remember correctly, Xu Ningyan was promoted to the second rank after Jian Zheng was sealed. How long ago, how long did it take for him to become a first rank martial artist?

But if Xu Qi'an is really promoted to the first rank, and cooperates with the national master, the land god, it is indeed possible to put down the Yunzhou rebellion in a very short time.

Li Mubai smiled and said:

"The fact that we can play chess leisurely here is the best proof."

Yang Gong took out a breath and barely digested the shocking news.

Chen Tai looked at Yang Gong:

"Haoran's righteous energy fills your body and cleanses your body. You are about to enter the third level."

After saying that, he, Li Mubai and Zhang Shen were all sore.

Yang Gong smiled:

"This is the feedback given to me by the court, the soldiers, and the people."

Since the Yunzhou uprising, Yang Gong has been standing on the front line against the rebels. From Qingzhou to Yongzhou, he worked hard and almost died in the battle.

He finally had a breakthrough and touched the threshold of the third level.

Chen Tai said sourly:

"The dean said that His Majesty plans to promote you to the position of Governor of Jingzhao. Once the imperial edict is issued and the golden words are spoken, you will be promoted to extraordinary. Zhang Shen and Li Mubai have gained a lot of military honors and have also benefited a lot. They just wait for the imperial court to grant them official positions.

Your cultivation will surely reach a higher level."

Fortunately, after Huaiqing ascended the throne, the imperial court no longer objected to the scholars of Yunlu Academy.

Previously, emperors, governors and princes suppressed the scholars of Yunlu Academy and restricted the development of Confucianism.

Now that the Central Plains is in turmoil, the court has reshuffled its cards, and the officialdom no longer resists Yunlu Academy, and even has a welcoming attitude.

After all, class interests must be above personal interests. There is class first and then individuals. If class disappears, what about personal interests?

In the eyes of the public, the scholars of Yunlu Academy are beings who can stabilize class interests.

Yang Gong sighed:

"Compared to Xu Ningyan, this is nothing.

"Xu Ningyan is indeed my student. Yang has been teaching and educating people for 20 years and has many talents all over the world. But Xu Ningyan is the only student I particularly like."

Li Mubai spit out a sip of tea:

"brazen!"

Chen Tai sneered:

"After reading the books of sages all your life, can you read the four words "stinky and shameless"?"

"It's a pity that I don't have the opportunity to let you record spells. Actual combat is the best way to master Confucian realm skills." Zhang Shen taught his disciples while turning his head and spitting:

"Pooh!"

Isn’t there a chance now? Xu New Year thought about it and said:

"Teacher, now that I am working in the Hanlin Academy, when I compile history in the future, I can add this: When the Xu brothers were young, they all sat down to study at Zhang Shen!"

After the words fell, there was silence in the tea room

"Quick, go out and watch the show, some great scholars are fighting again."

"Why did the fight start this time? Could it be that Xu Yinluo is here?"

"Let's go and watch the fun."

"Ah, if the dean is not in the academy, will they demolish the academy?"

The awe-inspiring righteousness at the top of Qingyun Mountain fell into chaos, and the clear energy surged into the sky.

A famous student rushed out of the school and watched with great interest the four great Confucians going back and forth in the air. The students discovered that several great Confucians were particularly aggressive today and wanted to kill each other.

Xu New Year seized the opportunity and recorded many low-level but extremely practical spells. Then he put the "magic book" in his arms and left Qingyun Mountain in a good mood.

"The teacher is right, actual combat is the best opportunity to become proficient in the Confucian realm, and the rewards are not bad."

Xu New Year mounted his horse and returned to the capital along the straight and wide official road.

He was in a good mood because he finally reached the sixth level and became a "Confucian scholar". In the Confucian system, only those who reach the sixth level are considered to have good combat power.

Only when you reach the sixth level can you be considered the real mainstay of Confucianism.

"Although I can't keep up with my eldest brother, I can't lag too far behind. Now I can be considered a master to some extent. In the Xu family, my cultivation talent ranks second, and my father is not as good as me." Xu New Year said secretly.

As for Ling Yin, she was just a little baby, and she was only in the ninth level when she left the capital.

Xu Mansion.

Xu Lingyue sat in the pavilion, holding her chin in her hands, watching the little white fox dart around in the flower garden, while her mother and Munan Zhi squatted beside the flower garden, planting exotic flowers and rare herbs.

"Mom, eldest brother and Princess Lin'an are getting married soon. Do you want to bring Ling Yin back?"

Xu Lingyue thought of her sister who was left to grow wild in southern Xinjiang.

When the aunt heard this, she immediately remembered that she had a young daughter and nodded hurriedly:
To be continued...