Cheng Jingyuan, Cheng Luo's uncle and nephew quickly saluted Mr. Wu Yun.
Mr. Wuyun nodded, then turned and left.
Cheng Luo and his uncle looked at each other, and Cheng Jingyuan nodded slightly.
"Uncle, take care." Cheng Luo stood up and followed Mr. Wu Yun out of the cell together.
Cheng Jingyuan stayed in it peacefully.
After Cheng Luo said goodbye to Mr. Wu Yun, he took some of the released Cheng family children and left the Heavenly Punishment Palace together.
"Uncle Qi, what should we do next?"
One of the Cheng family members asked hesitantly.
The ancestral land of their Cheng family has been destroyed, and most of it has been occupied by Qingxia Villa and other forces.
They want to go back to their hometown and start over, but they also have to consider whether they will be suppressed by the forces in the proud Tang Dynasty.
The head of the hometown, Cheng Qing, is no longer here. They are currently the ones with the highest cultivation level. Without Cheng Luo's cultivation strength at the seventh level of Confucianism, it will be difficult for them to cope with the suppression and targeting of others.
If we don't find a place to stay as soon as possible, the Cheng family will lack the foundation to revitalize.
"Be patient and don't be impatient."
Cheng Luo said: "Let's not rush back to our ancestral home for now."
All the children of the Cheng family were curious: "Uncle Qi, what should we do?"
"Everyone, please calm down, be patient, don't be impatient, and don't be discouraged." Cheng Luo said slowly, "Let's spread out and teach in various places."
"Teaching?"
Everyone in the Cheng family was stunned.
"Uncle Qi, you just said you were teaching, not studying?" Many people thought they heard wrong.
Cheng Luo looked solemn: "Yes, teach."
Most of the Cheng family members were confused.
However, a few people are thoughtful.
Cheng Luo continued: "I found out that Chang'an City is now promoting literacy throughout the world. All men, women, old and young must attend private schools and learn the most basic reading and writing.
How many people are there in the world? How many teachers are needed to make everyone literate?
There is definitely an urgent shortage of talents in this field right now, and we can just fill this gap.”
"Uncle Qi, does it include not only the city, but also the rural villages?" A young man asked curiously: "Chang'an, what do you want to do?"
"I don't know what your Majesty thinks, but I know that this is our opportunity."
Cheng Luo said: "If we can use this to make great achievements, then we will have a chance to be rewarded by Chang'an City and a place to rebuild the Cheng family. We don't have to worry about being taken advantage of!"
When everyone heard this, they all looked excited: "Yes! And with enough merit, we might be able to be free for others."
Cheng Luo thought to himself, first of all, he must be someone who sincerely surrenders to Chang'an. If he insists on refusing to bow his head, I'm afraid it will be useless no matter how great our achievements are.
He did not pour cold water on everyone, but simply said: "Everyone calm down, don't actively conflict with others, and go to the fields to run schools and teach with your head down. In this way, you are working for Chang'an. Even if you are spread out, you will not be afraid of being troubled.
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"Yes!" Everyone in the Cheng family agreed loudly.
Then, under Cheng Luo's instructions, everyone dispersed to various places.
High in the sky, in the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun looked at this scene with a smile.
If the other party is really so serious, then he really doesn't mind giving the Cheng family a place to stay and let them revitalize.
Of course, what Cheng Luo thought was right.
Only those who are seriously flattened and rounded by Chang'an can regain their freedom.
If you still harbor hostility, then just continue to be a coolie.
Mr. Wuyun, who was projected by City Lord Zhang, continued to the next cell.
In this cell, there are two Taoist priests.
Seeing Mr. Wu Yun appear, the two Taoist priests stepped forward to salute him: "I've met Taoist brother."
Mr. Wu Yun said calmly: "You should already know that Qingfu Palace has become history."
The two Taoist priests present were none other than the elders of Qingfu Palace, Taoist Jing and Taoist Xuanfeng, one of the four famous Taoist sects in the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
The top masters in Qingfu Palace, apart from Taoist Tianyan, are the two of them.
They were captured by Chang'an City early and have been working as coolies here.
Therefore, after the death of Taoist Tianyan, there will no longer be an expert in charge of Qingfu Palace.
The royal family of the Eastern Tang Dynasty was completely destroyed, and the Qingfu Palace was also purged and destroyed by Xuan Yiyi.
Jingdao people and Xuanfeng people not only knew about the death of Qingfu Palace, but also knew about the death of Tianyan Taoist people.
However, the two of them had no choice but to bow their heads now: "Please, sir, allow us to leave a trace of incense and inheritance for Qingfu Palace."
In addition to the two of them, there were also some captured Qingfu Palace disciples in Chang'an.
After a long period of hard work, they are now allowed to regain their freedom.
But it's the same problem faced by the Cheng family.
After Master Jingdao, Master Xuanfeng and other disciples from Qingfu Palace left, they first had to face the pressure brought by Xuanyi.
Due to the existence of Chang'an City, Xuan Daodao may not dare to take any big actions on the surface, but in private, some tricks are enough to make everyone in Qingfu Palace drink a pot.
In particular, Taoist Xuan Feng heard that Meng Shen, the master of Xuan Yiyi, had just achieved the status of a ninth-level real person not long ago.
"Those who are loyal to Chang'an can gain a foothold in Chang'an."
Mr. Wu Yun said casually: "But how much development we can achieve in the future depends on you."
Taoist Jing and Taoist Xuanfeng responded in unison: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your generosity, and thank you, Brother Dao, for your guidance."
Mr. Wuyun nodded, turned around and left the cell.
Jing Tong and Xuan Feng followed him out.
The two Taoist priests looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.
They said goodbye to Mr. Wu Yun and then left the Tianpu Palace. They were also thinking in their hearts about how to achieve meritorious service and win awards in order to rebuild the foundation of Qingfu Palace.
Mr. Wuyun ignored the two of them's thoughts and went straight to the fifth cell.
Here, a middle-aged man is sitting cross-legged.
Seeing Mr. Wu Yun appear, he quickly stood up, cupped his fists and saluted: "Bai Hongfeng Huang Zhi, I have met Mr. Wu Yun."
After the old man in black looked him up and down, his tone was calm: "You should know that there is no longer Baihong Peak in this world."
Huang Zhi, the elder of Baihongfeng, a famous martial arts sect in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, was silent for a moment, and then answered: "In Huang's heart, Baihongfeng is still there. I beg your forgiveness, sir."
"It doesn't matter to me," Mr. Wu Yun said.
Huang Zhi heard a chilling tone from the other party's understatement.
He quickly said: "In the past, each was his own master. Neither Huang nor Bai Hongfeng had any intention of becoming an enemy of Chang'an. They were just being entrusted by others and doing things to be loyal to others.
Although there were casualties, the sword had no eyes and the battlefield was ruthless, so there was nothing to complain about.
Now that the Li Dynasty of the Eastern Tang Dynasty has become history, Huang and his sect have no intention of continuing to be enemies of Chang'an.
On the contrary, if there is a destiny in Chang'an, Huang will do his best."
Mr. Wu Yun looked at him and nodded slightly: "Very good, remember what you said today."
Huang Zhi immediately followed him and left the cell.
After leaving the Heavenly Punishment Hall, Huang Zhi was also making plans in his mind.
Baihong Peak was destroyed, and now it is equally difficult to make a comeback.
The only thing that made him feel slightly relieved was that he didn't have to worry about Dahe Longmen like Qingfu Palace worried about Xuandao or the Cheng family worried about Qingxia Villa.
Although everyone had been enemies rather than friends before, even though the news he heard was that it was Dahe Longmen who had conquered Baihong Peak.
But for Dahe Longmen's usual style of doing things, they would not take advantage of Baihongfeng's current weakness to eradicate the problem.
Therefore, even if Huang Zhi returns to his hometown of Baihong Peak, he will be able to gain a foothold in a short period of time.
However, Elder Huang was not in a hurry to return to Baihong Peak immediately.
He first tried to contact Bai Hongfeng's old friend in the Chang'an Army.
In the past, Bai Hongfeng had a close relationship with the royal family of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Many of his disciples joined the army of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Even Xiang Junming, the Taiwei of the Eastern Tang Dynasty at that time, was born in Baihongfeng.
Today, the Sixteenth Guards of Chang'an were adapted from the descendants of the armies of the seven Eastern Xinjiang Kingdoms in the past.
Among them, most of the earliest frameworks were put up first by the soldiers of the Tang army.
Among them, there are many disciples of Bai Hongfeng, and even direct descendants.
However, everyone is now trying to tear off the original labels on themselves.
Whether it's Bai Hongfeng or Tang Jun.
Huang Zhi planned to contact him first and give it a try.
Of course, he did not want to use this to create connections among the Chang'an army and subvert the rule of Chang'an.
Huang Zhi's plan was just to unite as many of the original descendants of Bai Hongfeng as possible.
If there are many people from Baihongfeng in the Chang'an army, they will definitely form a force that cannot be underestimated.
As a result, other forces in the Tang Dynasty, except Dahe Longmen, must have one more layer of concern if they want to move the emerging Baihong Peak.
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun looked at Huang Zhi hurriedly leaving the inner city of Chang'an and shook his head with a smile.
And the Mr. Dark Cloud he projected entered the sixth cell.
In the cell, a middle-aged Confucian scholar saw this, stood up and saluted: "I have seen Mr. Wu Yun."
"Have you heard about the news about Songyang Academy?" Mr. Wu Yun asked.
The other party nodded: "Students already know."
This middle-aged scholar is none other than the former superintendent of Songyang Academy, Fang Wu.
"In the past, we did not understand the current affairs and offended Chang'an. It was our sin."
Fang Wuyan said: "Students have repented of their past mistakes and regretted it. The academy was against Chang'an, and today's end is inevitable. Even if the academy is still there today, if they persist in their stubbornness, the students are willing to destroy it with their own hands in order to repay Chang'an."
Mr. Wu Yun looked at the other party and suddenly laughed:
"Is it worth it to pretend to be a villain if you don't mean what you say?"
Fang Wu's lips moved: "Sir, the student doesn't understand..."
"You understand very well."
Mr. Wu Yun said calmly: "Isn't what you are thinking in your mind just to endure the humiliation and bear the burden for a while, seek freedom first, and then try to subvert Chang'an from within in order to repay the kindness of Songyang Academy's teachings in the past and the kindness of the Eastern Tang Dynasty royal family?"
The expression on Fang Wu's face changed slightly.
Mr. Wu Yun continued: "Even if the world doesn't understand you for a while, even if other teachers, students and classmates in the academy misunderstand you as a traitor, you will be happy with it. In the future, history will clear your name and let countless people who come after you understand your painstaking efforts.