This sentence was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing a burst of noise. All the students below showed dissatisfaction. No matter who was being called a bastard, they would not be happy, not to mention they were so impulsive.
The source of such anger is still because they care about the country and Xu Zizhen, but now their idol Xu Zizhen is scolding them.
Xu Zizhen hummed: "What, you don't accept it?"
The students shouted in unison: "I don't accept it!"
"Oh, my heart is quite clear!" Xu Zizhen laughed out of anger, and casually clicked on one, "Tell me, where are you planning to go?"
The one who was selected was a martial arts student with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Xu Zizhen recognized him and he was included in this trip to Hejian Mansion.
That Wu Sheng stood up and said loudly: "We are going to Bianjing to rescue the siege and avenge you, Mr. Xu!"
Xu Zizhen nodded: "Yes, but let's not talk about revenge for me. After all, I haven't died yet." There was a chuckle from underneath, and Xu Zizhen continued, "But how do you plan to rescue me?"
Na Wusheng said: "Of course we will go to Bianjing to join the army to fight against the Jin Dynasty. If the imperial court doesn't accept him, then we will kill him ourselves."
Xu Zizhen sneered: "The ashes of the lamp grass you eat are so light. The imperial court will definitely not accept you group of child soldiers. Kill them yourself? Do you know how many soldiers and horses the Jin Army has? There are forty-five thousand fucking people outside the city, including
There are at least a few thousand iron pagodas, and there will be hundreds of thousands more at any time. What's the point of going there? Are you using your lives as cannon fodder for others to kill for fun?"
The Wu Sheng was unconvinced and argued with his head held high: "The Jin soldiers are nothing special. Why don't we retreat calmly in Hejian Mansion without hurting anyone?"
Xu Zizhen sneered again: "You have Shang Tong Yanzhao leading the team, and there are heroes from the Tianxiahui who are dragging Jin Bing's attention. If there are more than 800 people like you, no one will lead the team.
Commander, what can a ragtag group of people and you scholars do? Can they handle a gun? Can they wield a sword?"
The Wu Sheng couldn't argue any longer, but he retorted: "Then...that's better than just sitting idly by and ignoring the situation. At worst, I will serve the country with my seven-foot body."
Xu Zizhen's sneer turned into a sneer: "Serve the country, right? Let me ask you, where is this place? What are your identities?"
The Wu Sheng was a little puzzled, but he still puffed up his chest and replied loudly: "Yingtian Civil and Martial Arts College, Imperial College of the Song Dynasty, we are... the best among all the prefectures!"
"You also know that you are the leaders? Do you know that just a few thousand of you are the top talents in the Song Dynasty? In time, you will all be able to rule your own country and be safe. This is the real service to the country! But if you just
If you risk your death in such a reckless way, then in the next ten to twenty years there will be a gap in the middle and high-end of the Song Dynasty. What will the world be like then? There are not many smart people in the yamen everywhere.
With these useless fools controlling government affairs, the court will become increasingly chaotic and the people will suffer unspeakably."
When Xu Zizhen said this, he became more and more angry, and his voice gradually became louder. He slammed the desk in front of him and shouted: "By then you will be the sinners of the Song Dynasty. Even if you die, you will be stabbed in the spine and scolded. I said you
Damn you’re still being polite!”
These words were spoken in a stern voice, but all the resentment and grievances of the students disappeared and were replaced by shame and fear. Just like Xu Zizhen said, if today they rushed to Bianjing with passion and regardless of the consequences,
Then thousands of the most high-end talents in the entire Song Dynasty died in vain, which was really a devastating disaster.
Dean Jiang in the corner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly said to Mrs. Gu Yi: "Only Xu Zizhen can control these boys."
Master Gu Yi looked at Xu Zizhen on the stage and said meaningfully: "Zizhen always says that he is a rough man, but which rough man can be as sensible as him? Even the old man is ashamed of himself."
Silence returned to the auditorium, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground. Almost everyone's face was flushed with shame. Although Xu Zizhen's words were harsh and scolded fiercely, they all listened.
It can be concluded that Xu Zizhen truly cares and protects them.
Xu Zizhen had just said such a long speech, and now his eyes were a little dark, and his feet were so soft that he could hardly stand, but he still took a deep breath and continued: "Bianjing City has its own defenders to deal with Jin.
Soldiers, what you should do now is to continue to learn what you need to learn seriously, and there will be a time when you will devote yourself to death, and...ahem..."
Before he finished speaking, he finally couldn't hold back the blood in his chest and vomited out a mouthful of blood, staining the clothes on his chest red. The students in the hall were in an uproar and stood up in shock.
Wen Xian also panicked, hurriedly caressing his chest, and advised: "Stop talking, stop talking, you..."
Xu Zizhen waved his hand, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said with the last of his strength: "Besides, to be honest, if Bianjing is lost, the Jin army will definitely continue to move south, and Yingtian Mansion will be their next target. You... you
Cheer up my spirits and guard Yingtian Mansion."
His voice became softer and softer, and he was so weak that he would collapse at any time. The students all saw it, and tears filled their eyes. He was indeed their idol and the god in their hearts. Everyone even breathed as hard as possible.
I suppressed it, just for fear of affecting Xu Zizhen's almost inaudible voice.
"Also, let me tell you that my goal is not to stop the Jin army outside the city, but to drive them back to their hometown and restore peace to the Song Dynasty. If you are not convinced now, then just hold it in for me.
Stay here, stay till then and work hard, and fight the golden dog with me, how about it, do you dare?!"
Although his voice was very soft, it was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of all the students in the hall, especially the last three words, "dare you dare", which made everyone go crazy.
"Dare! Dare! Dare!"
The students all stood up, raised their arms and shouted, with tears in their eyes and blood in their eyes. The loud shouts almost knocked down the roof of the auditorium. Dean Jiang and Mrs. Gu Yi were also trembling with excitement.
Xu Zizhen finally let out a long breath. These boys almost caused a riot. Fortunately, he calmed him down. He raised his hand and pressed it. The shouts suddenly stopped. Countless pairs of eyes looked at him, full of reverence.
and excitement.
"Yes, you are all good." Xu Zizhen smiled, but then his face darkened again, "Now, it's time to settle the scores."
Settle accounts after the fall? The students were all stunned and looked at him in astonishment.
Xu Zizhen went to the stage and asked Gu Yifuzi, the director of the Jiang Council, "I would like to ask the two supervisors to tell them clearly who informed them of the emergency in Bianjing and the news of my murder."
Dean Jiang was shocked: "Zizhen, what do you mean?"
Xu Zizhen narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "I don't believe that what happened today was spontaneous, so I'm going to find out if there are any rats causing trouble in our college. Everyone is here now. Ask one by one, always
Can you tell me the source of today's fuss?" As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted, "Li Meng dotes on Zhang Baoer!"
"Here!" San Xiao responded.
Xu Zizhen said solemnly: "Guard the door for me. If anyone dares to take a step, his legs will be broken!"