As the middle-aged man disappeared, the top of Nanshan Mountain suddenly became lonely. The dim skylight gradually emerged from the cliff in the distance, and the sun was obscured by dark and thick clouds. The wind that shuttled between the sparse mountains carried the anxious breeze.
Coming with unbearable force.
Carrying the slight smoke and dust into the top of Nanshan Mountain, a figure dressed in white and snowy walked slowly, stepping on the countless fine stones emerging from the side of Nanshan Mountain, walking up to the top of the mountain, with a gentle and polite smile on his face, and his eyes were open.
He looked a little deep again, looking at the place where the green shirt disappeared in the distance, and sighed slightly.
"Guan Zhongzi, the one with the highest cultivation level in the temple of Mobei Royal Court actually dared to risk going south and instigated the assassination of the emperor. It seems that Mobei Royal Court has completely stood by the sides of the countries and is determined.
Be an enemy of the Empire!"
The old man waved his hands to loosen his stiff knees, and then beat his inner thighs hard a few times. He felt instantly relieved: "Guan Zhongzi is a proud man. The opponents in his eyes are always practitioners. How can there be such a thing in the world?"
As a mortal, what you say is really just a blinding eye and is extremely narrow-minded."
The man in white clothes turned around, with a young and delicate appearance. He was obviously a young man but had a different maturity. He shook his head slightly, looked at the North Tower looking at each other in the distance, and said slowly: "It seems that you, Jijiu, don't understand me. Although I
Just because I'm in the court doesn't mean that I really don't care about practitioners in the world, not at all!"
As he said that, the young man's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a sword with an extremely sharp handle. The edge was exposed in front of the old man, and he said in a cold voice: "Because I understand better than anyone else that the crisis of the empire never comes from the royal families. Those royal families no longer
Qiang, in my eyes, he is still just a chicken and a dog."
"What I fear is the practitioners, the strong practitioners who control the great power of heaven and earth!"
Lao Jijiu remained silent to these words.
I was really feeling extremely aggrieved. The young man in front of me could have such a status in the court. He was certainly not an ordinary smart man. It was basically impossible to prevaricate or explain.
What the young man is afraid of is the cultivator who combines the power of heaven and earth into one body, but the reference is not as clear as the previous sentence. Therefore, what the young man is afraid of is all the cultivators in the world, whether they are cultivators in the royal courts or within the empire, the people in front of him are
All the young prime ministers were wary and vigilant.
The old priest raised his hand and wiped his gray beard. There was an inexplicable sadness in his cloudy eyes. He sighed: "Master Shaoxiang, are you really so worried that you are not even willing to wait for the slightest explanation and insist on going your own way..."
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It was replaced by silence.
After a long silence, the young prime minister stared at the old sacrificial wine with stern eyes. He stared at it for a long time and laughed maniacally: "It doesn't matter if you wait. Anyway, the empire is still here and it won't move at all. Waiting is nothing to me."
For important matters, I still have to give you the face of Lao Jijiu."
"Alas!" Old Jijiu said with a sullen face and drooped eyes: "Since the young minister is willing to give you time, then the academy will naturally give you a satisfactory answer."
The Shaoxiang thought for a while and nodded: "Old Jijiu said this, so there won't be any problems. I will wait quietly for the answer you give me. Don't wait too long..."
After saying that, the young minister stared at the expressionless face of the old priest, and suddenly the corners of his lips slightly raised, revealing a mocking and disdainful smile, and strode down Nanshan, preparing to meet the emperor's motorcade.
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The old Jijiu sometimes stared into the distance, sometimes looked down at the ground, and remained silent for a long time. In a short period of time, two people came here to warn him, and they really thought highly of him.
"I don't know what you are thinking, don't I know what I am thinking?" Old Jijiu looked helplessly at the scholar walking up Nanshan, wearing a worn and patched Confucian robe, walking up happily.
: "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to go up Nanshan easily?"
The visitor put a smile on his face. It was Liang Xingju, a teacher from the Academy. He walked up and smiled: "Teacher, where are you? When did Nanshan become my forbidden area... Besides, I have already seen them leave, so naturally I can
Come up."
The old priest waved his hand: "I'm just telling you. Whether you abide by it or not is entirely up to you. If you are unwilling to abide by it, there will be no loss to me..."
After hearing this and thinking about it for a long time, Liang Xingju asked in surprise: "Do those two people have the idea of ​​​​taking action against the academy?"
Not to trust one's own people with the kindest heart, and not to speculate on the enemy with the most vicious heart. This is Liang Xingju's rule of thumb. It has been deeply rooted in his bones and he spoke it out without hesitation.
Old Jijiu raised his eyes, glanced at him, and shook his head in disappointment: "It's far scarier than you think. It would be better if we take action against the Academy, but what they want is something we dare not pay for."
Terrified beyond words!
At this time, Liang Xingju could only hide the turmoil in his heart by silence. The thoughts in his eyes were fleeting and came back in a flash.
"Then what can we do?"
After thinking for a long time, he finally asked this seemingly incompetent question.
Lao Jijiu felt helpless and looked into the distance. His body seemed to be more tired than ever before, and his voice was low: "What can we do? Just do our own thing. We can't interfere in other things, and we can't interfere."
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"In this vast world, there are many people who are afraid of practitioners, not to mention those in power who are already weak but smart!"
As he spoke, Lao Jijiu couldn't help but sigh.
Liang Xingju deliberately changed the teacher's mood and changed the subject: "Teacher, the information I handed you a few days ago shows that the boy has good strength and talent. I think he can enter the academy without taking the exam. Maybe they are interested.
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Lao Jijiu thought for a moment and asked: "I remember you wrote in it that Jingyun followed him more than once. Is it because of that boy or because of that old boy?"
Liang Xingju thought for a while, shook his head and replied: "It's hard to find out the connection, but I guess both are related. Jingyun was able to know that he came to Xianyang at the first time, and the princess was able to design to implicate him. I think there must be military involvement.
The shadow of God. Furthermore, the relationship between the two cannot be ignored, which can make Jingyun look sideways!"
The old Jijiu turned his head and looked at the ancient tree cut off by the middle-aged man in Qingshan with a sword under the Nanshan Mountain. There were rings of growth rings on it, and he thought deeply: "There are already storms outside the empire. If that mountain hadn't existed, what would have happened?
It connects the mountains in the northwest to form a natural Great Wall, which blocks the countries from advancing eastward. If the royal court goes south, the people of the empire may not know how much suffering they will suffer."
"If there is turmoil within the empire, what tragic consequences will there be for millions of people..."
Anticipating the result from the teacher's words, Liang Xingju couldn't help but tremble with fear in his body: "Then the teacher wants to take this opportunity to alert His Majesty?"
The old priest waved his hand: "It's optional, it's optional. His Majesty's mind changed a few years ago."
Chapter completed!