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Time passed by inadvertently, and some cowardly people who were afraid of the passage of time stared angrily at the sky, looking at the white clouds in the sky, and the transition between dark and bright colors, and roared like a lion fighting a beast of the same level.

The two academic palaces are connected to each other in Yunlaiji.

With the enrollment information of the Academy established, no one dares to cause trouble at this time.

Even those arrogant and domineering dudes in Xianyang City still dare not make noises in these two holy places, which are famous in the empire. There are many powerful people in the world, and there are countless powerful people from the two university palaces.

, ranging from temple officials to border officers, more or less all came from the two schools.

Within the empire, entering the academy was a shortcut and easy way into officialdom.

Of course, not all the students who have come out of the academy for hundreds of years are outstanding. Occasionally, there are scum who are addicted to power and cannot extricate themselves. But these people are often marginalized figures in the empire, and they often want to be promoted.

To make a fortune, this kind of bottomless thinking and behavior is precisely the important reason why they cannot climb up the official career, which is really ridiculous to say.

Even pitiful.

Over the decades of the empire, there have been many officials in this situation. Gradually, they were abandoned outside the officialdom and became pawns in the games played by certain powerful men. In the end, they were thrown away in an extremely cruel and ruthless way.

Lin Yiping looked forward, staring at the group of people approaching, without any fear. He knew that these people might be the most powerful group of dandies in Xianyang City, but so what, there was nothing he couldn't kill with one sword.

.And this is the most noble and sacred place in the empire outside the academy. Even if the prince of the empire comes here, he will still maintain unquestionable etiquette and attitude.

These dudes, who have been taught by their parents, also understand these truths.

Who cannot be provoked and who can be provoked, the keen sense of smell to identify the target seems to be innate to the dandies.

Jing Yun made a very iconic move, waving the folding fan in his hand, and chuckled: "There are many dandies in the empire, especially the dandies in Xianyang Imperial Capital, who are in groups and protected by officials. But they don't know how to face these centuries of learning.

The palace is majestic, do they dare to come and say something, or do something that is not in line with the rules in front of the academy..."

"For people like them, who don't even have a basic dog nose, how dare they call themselves dudes?" Hearing Jing Yun's words, Lin Yi's cold and unstable face twitched slightly, and he turned his head and glanced at Chunfeng Wuxian.

Jing Yun said with a sneer.

Jing Yun nodded, convinced: "You're right, dogs' noses are more sensitive... Look at them, aren't they all gone?"

The group of people who were originally walking this way unexpectedly walked in another direction.

The two of them were a little surprised as to why they didn't come over.

The young man who knew Lin Yi and was determined to kill him, and the self-proclaimed general Wei Gongzi who stopped Jingyun a few days ago, they all just looked at this side with hatred, and then without exception shrank their heads, and said very decisively

He turned his head and walked in the other direction.

Lin Yi couldn't help but murmur to himself: "It seems that there are some problems with the cultivation of dandies now."

"What's the problem?" Jing Yun asked curiously.

Lin Yi shook his head and didn't know.

Jing Yun didn't care, he just thought about it and continued walking forward.

Looking at Jing Yun's back walking in front, it looked particularly long under the bright sky. Lin also followed, just half a step behind Jing Yun. He was thinking about many things in his mind. But just now

Why that young man didn't come, and why Mr. Wei didn't come that day, were beyond the scope of his thinking. For precious time and hard-earned clear thoughts, he shouldn't think about these insignificant matters.

...

In fact, it was not far behind the two of them, under a relatively hidden tree.

It is extremely shady and cool, blocking the warm sunshine outside.

In this late winter and spring season when the chill is gradually fading, the bright sunshine should be the most springlike rhythm, and it should also be what all Qin people like. In the Qin Empire, no matter when, they like the scorching sun to turn the flaming red

The light pours on them, giving their skin a yellowish toughness. I don't hate it in winter, and I definitely don't like it.

He likes heat, just like the people of Qin who are stubborn and fierce in their hearts, like a fire that will never be extinguished with the empire.

Under the shady and even cold trees, there is a very ordinary carriage. The wooden planks outside the carriage look like the most commonly used wood, but there are many strange patterns on the wooden planks, all over the entire carriage. There is a pattern on the front of the carriage.

A more ordinary horse. In the homes of many wealthy people in the empire, the horses used in carriages are much more handsome and outstanding than this horse.

Outside the carriage stood a middle-aged man standing straight, holding a sword across his chest.

He looked far ahead, his eyes full of extreme fighting spirit, as if he was about to face a terrible enemy. In an instant, this fighting spirit slowly disappeared, with a strange disappointment, and the fighting spirit turned into

Feeling cold.

The appearance is very cold, as cold as the black ice that has not melted for many years on the peak. The carriage shook slightly, and the curtain of the carriage showed signs of being lifted, but it was only slowly lifted and then stopped. The middle-aged swordsman holding the sword

He turned his head and glanced at the curtain of the carriage, and then heard the slightest sound inside. He bowed slightly but did not speak, as if he was waiting for instructions.

"I'm a little disappointed, I blame you for not letting you go..."

The carriage was silent for a long time before a very faint sound came out. It could be clearly identified as the voice of a man. He couldn't tell his age. He had the vicissitudes of middle age and the vigor of a teenager. Every word seemed to have a trace of emotion.

Spoken with a unique intonation.

The middle-aged swordsman nodded slightly, which was a very normal action.

"I think I can beat him..."

The man in the carriage said with a sarcastic smile: "Everyone in Xianyang who knows him thinks they can defeat him. But he has always been alive, from more than ten years ago to now, not to mention those unruly and arrogant people in his country.

Practitioners, even elite spies and assassins sent by various countries, still died in his hands without any accident. I really don’t worry... You lost your life in vain!"

"My life is not important!" the middle-aged swordsman refused ruthlessly.

A muffled cough came from the carriage. There was no worry on the middle-aged swordsman's face. He just stared at the outer curtain of the carriage quietly. After a while, the man sternly rebuked: "Your life is indeed not important, but my life is.

, are you willing to give up on protecting me and throw me into the huge whirlpool of Xianyang just because of the illusory temptation and the slightest dissatisfaction in your heart?"

The middle-aged swordsman said with a cold face: "Actually, you can do it yourself, you don't need me."

The man in the car suddenly lowered his voice and said with a trembling voice: "Xianyang is too big. It's so big that it can't even contain many people's hearts and can't see through them. In such an environment, if you want me to walk in front at all times, maybe

? You should know how much hard work I have put in to get to where I am today. It sounds a bit rebellious, but I am not willing to give in. I really am not willing to give in..."

"This empire has existed for thousands of years, and there may only be one person like me."

At the end of the sentence, a heavy sigh came from the carriage.

The middle-aged swordsman was moved by this and finally stopped talking.

The two were silent for a while, and then a young figure appeared from behind the carriage. He walked to the carriage, opened the curtain outside, and handed something strange in his hand, while muttering: "Master,

This food is really not very delicious, why do you have to come to the academy to eat it several times every year? Even if you eat it several times a year, you end up talking about it after eating it once, and the guardian teachers in the academy are annoyed. "

"Then did you apologize for me?"

The young man froze immediately, and immediately said with a wry smile: "Master, can you let it go? I just walked out, walked in again, and asked the instructor to apologize. It doesn't matter if my legs are crippled, but if I am killed by that instructor,

You will never see me again."

"Nanshan is not far away, let's go!"

There was no emotion in the carriage, and the young man had no choice but to turn around and walk into the academy with a bitter look on his face.

The four major scenery of the Academy are East Lake and West Garden, Nanshan and North Tower.

The man in the car likes to eat the most fruit that comes from Nanshan. Every year, the man comes here to eat it several times, and every time he is unwilling to have others pick it and deliver it to his residence. However, the weather is different this year, and he encounters something new.

The disease cannot go out in the cold wind, so the people below can pick it up and put it in the carriage. You can't get out of the car to see what the academy looks like in person.

The two palaces have stood here for many years, and the men have eaten there for many years.

But he never entered the academy, never had...

The middle-aged swordsman looked at the towering gate of the academy, with stone pillars as white as snow standing on both sides. He sighed slightly and said helplessly: "Why bother, for the past ten years, you have not failed every year, and you have never paid attention to the two academy.

If there is any disrespect, the people below can also see that you like the academy, but why are you unwilling to go in and take a look?"

"The four great scenery, I have been longing for for a long time." The man's emotion came from inside, and after a moment he said: "There is a story that has always been hidden in my heart. I have never talked about it to outsiders. I don't know if it is because of the hidden...

It was too deep and hidden for too long, and gradually I could no longer forget it, and it became a chronic disease. In fact, I once entered the academy once, otherwise why would I like this thing in Nanshan..."

"But only once!"

The last sentence is full of infinite emotion and hatred.

The middle-aged swordsman raised his eyebrows and was no longer willing to speak. He always felt that it was very tiring to talk to the young master inside. If he was asked to explain how tiring he was, he could not grasp the key points and could not summarize it. But

After staying for a long time, he naturally became unwilling to talk, and even didn't want to look at the carriage.

"Did you see that young man just now?"

The middle-aged swordsman nodded: "I saw it, it was the young man that the young lady was looking for..."

"Check it out!"

"You doubt it?"

The man was silent for a while and denied: "They are all family members. There is no suspicion, just worry."

Hearing these words, the middle-aged swordsman rolled his eyes coldly.

Whenever he heard this sentence, he would not believe it. After all, this sentence could not be more false.
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