Seeing Cai Jing being dragged out by the wolf-like guards, Han Zhongyan's eyes darkened, but he ignored him.
Even if he knew that Cai Jing, who was studying sage books in the house, was probably wronged.
Han Zhongyan received a good education since he was a child, and he was surrounded by Han Qi. He may be arrogant, but he is definitely not stupid.
At Cai Jing's age, he was already at his side, and his literary talent was outstanding. He was expected to be named on the gold medal list, and there was no need to join Xixia in exchange for glory.
But it's too late to say anything now.
If Han Zhongyan dares to exonerate Cai Jing at this time, then he will really be involved in a conspiracy to assassinate the prince.
Not even a newly promoted Jinshi like him, nor even the entire Xiangzhou Han family could bear such a crime.
So Cai Jing must die.
If Cai Jing is already a Jinshi, he may still have a chance to defend himself.
Now, with the evidence carefully prepared by the reincarnationists and Han Zhongyan's conscious or unconscious supervision, he was convicted as quickly as possible.
Just like that, one more person's name was added to the list for afternoon questioning.
Naturally, the first one on this list is the Three Happy Elders, the three thieves who assassinated the prince. Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment just went through a process and directly decided to execute them in public to serve as a warning to others.
Outside the imperial city, Huang Shang looked at the old Taoist priest and already knew who he was.
The most famous real person in the history of the Northern Song Dynasty is none other than Patriarch Chen Tuán. This person needs no further introduction. He is like a true immortal on land. He is the best at sleeping skills and is quite similar to the confused state of the old Taoist.
However, Chen Tuan was actually born in the Tang Dynasty and lived for more than a hundred years before reaching the Northern Song Dynasty. However, he died nearly a hundred years ago. It would be an exaggeration to say that he faked his death and escaped from the world.
After excluding Chen Tuan, and then faintly feeling the aura of the same origin as the three Xiaoyao elders from Lao Dao's body, his identity can naturally be determined.
Xiaoyaozi!
The founder of Xiaoyao Sect!
Two-star grandmaster!
Just when Huang Shang was wondering whether the other party wanted to stand up for the three apprentices, Xiaoyaozi took the initiative to speak, but he asked in a confused manner: "How did you do it?"
Huang Shang raised his eyebrows slightly.
The other person's eyes became blank again.
But that's definitely not Alzheimer's disease.
Xiaoyaozi seemed to be looking at Wenquxing.
Huang Shang knew very well that except for himself, no living being in this world could directly see Wenquxing.
But Xiaoyaozi couldn't see it, but he could vaguely perceive it.
Just imagine that the three elders of Xiaoyao didn't know why they couldn't shake Huang Shang until they were defeated and captured. On this point alone, compared to them, Xiaoyaozi was nowhere near superior.
Xiaoyaozi's question is also very obvious. He is asking Huang Shang how he gathered Wenquxing.
It was impossible for Huang Shang to tell the truth, so he could only answer: "I can't explain it."
Xiaoyaozi rolled his eyes slowly and said slowly: "Then we have to understand it. The path I have been looking for for sixty years is right at your feet!"
Huang Shang didn't know how to answer the question, so he shook his head slightly and walked forward.
But Xiaoyaozi took the initiative to follow him, looking familiar, muttering to himself along the way, and suddenly said: "Do you want to learn martial arts? I can teach you."
Huang Shang didn't look back: "Yes, but it's not necessary."
Xiaoyaozi was startled: "Why? I'm very powerful."
Huang Shangdao: "The books of the sages are all my teachers. They are all very powerful, but I want to practice the real core of martial arts myself."
This is the truth.
If he did not have the current foundation and did not obtain Taoist classics from various worlds from Taoist priests, then he might really practice martial arts with Xiaoyaozi.
But now, he wants to follow Wenqi and find his own path in martial arts.
This cannot be done quickly.
Fortunately, "Huang Shang" has time.
The first batch of reincarnators will leave in half a year, but the second batch of reincarnators will enter when the main plot begins.
The span in between is more than twenty years.
Is Huang Shang going to stay in this world for more than 20 long years?
No!
In that case, instead of lurking, he would really live like Huang Shang and become an ancient person from the Song Dynasty.
Even if you act from the age of 28 to the age of 82, it is impossible to actually act. There must be a lot of jumps in the middle.
Therefore, during that period, Huang Shang had to take advantage of the time difference between the inside and outside of the world. His soul returned to his original body, but he controlled Huang Shang's clone to selectively participate in some major events. Most of his time was spent on enlightenment and cultivation.
These insights will still be absorbed by Huang Shang, which is equivalent to automatically hanging up.
Don't underestimate this transition.
The real Huang Shang, a man of unparalleled talent, still spent decades to create the "Nine Yin Manual".
Huang Shang's ambition is even greater, so precipitation is essential.
The lurking of plot characters can not only obtain the resources of the reincarnation, but also have a time advantage.
In view of this, after Huang Shang condensed into Wenquxing and had absolute self-preservation ability, how could he learn from Xiaoyaozi for temporary pleasure?
Xiaoyaozi listened and nodded in agreement: "Yes! Sage Impermanence Master, you shouldn't learn from me..."
Immediately, he became a little nervous again: "Then if I follow you, you won't drive me away, right?"
Huang Shang was a bit dumbfounded and said seriously: "Taoist Master is extraordinary. I also have some Taoist questions to ask. How can I drive you away?"
"This is good! Not bad..."
Xiaoyaozi nodded and stared at Wenquxing again.
Just like that, Lao Dao followed Huang Shang all the way. When he saw the courtyard where he lived in the distance, several figures flashed.
Those were Xu Yue, Xu Feng, Wuque and Nightingale.
They came to say goodbye.
Yes, the reincarnators are leaving.
Half a year is definitely not enough time to contract Huang Shang.
Since you are destined not to get it, you can only let it go.
They wanted to show off their free and easy words, but they didn't expect that the old man who followed Huang Shang back made them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Star reincarnators all have ways to detect the strength and means of their targets and know which bosses should not be provoked.
Huang Shang's strength has been strengthened and soared through the imperial examination. Needless to say, this old Taoist seems to be crazy, but his hidden aura is even more terrifying.
"This veteran is most likely the two-star Grandmaster Xiaoyaozi? Why is he with Huang Shang?"
"Chi Qian can't afford to raise a real dragon. Xiaoyaozi should be aware of the constraints of this world. Maybe he was touched and had a new direction when he saw Huang Shang this time?"
"Grandmaster meets grandmaster, no matter what they talk about, let's not meddle rashly, let's go!"
Reincarnators have a guilty conscience and dare not face such a big boss head-on.
If the consciousness of the world makes a bad move and the big boss sees them unhappy and takes action directly, then it’s time to stop.
But when the four of them slipped away several miles away, Wuque's eyes turned red again: "Aren't you even allowed to say goodbye?"
He just wanted to see Huang Shang again...
Xu Feng also sniffed sadly. The two men looked at each other, suddenly settled their differences, and sighed at the same time.
Nightingale suggested: "Send the letter. Huang Shang will be so sad if he doesn't see us!"
He nodded flawlessly, but felt a little embarrassed: "I can't write calligraphy, which of you can?"
Xu Feng and Nightingale were stunned and looked at Xu Yue together.
Xu Yue glanced at them angrily: "Okay, I'll write a letter, but now, shouldn't we care about our respective main tasks?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions darkened.
For the main mission, they originally had a mature plan.
But now that time has been drastically reduced, Xu Tuzhi's strategy will definitely not work.
Xu Yue suggested: "Let's formally form an alliance and help each other, so that we can have a chance to complete the main mission."
Nightingale did not hesitate and nodded. Wuque also agreed to the alliance, but there was deep hatred in his eyes: "In addition to the main mission, we also need to find the bastard who coerced the three elders of Xiaoyao to come to the capital to assassinate the prince, and retaliate in kind."
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Wuque didn't know that, just as he was gritting his teeth, a chase was breaking out in the Wuyou Cave downwind of Kaifeng.
The Taoist priest and Xia Hui were chasing a man in black robes, with Taoist charms and bullets pouring down.
Xia Hui fired both guns in a row, spitting out fragrance: "Puppet master, I'm going to fuck you! Isn't it miserable enough that you caused us to be blackmailed by Huang Shang? Now there's only half a year left! Half a year, right? I'll show you
I won’t dare to ask where the road is until the second half of this year!”
The Taoist priest knew Xia Hui well and knew that although he liked the Six Studies, he never talked nonsense in battle.
Now I am so angry that I am almost speechless.
The puppet master dodged the hail of bullets, and finally, with a random shooting technique, he was shot in the thigh and threw himself forward.
The Taoist priest's attack immediately poured forward, and in the blink of an eye, blood flowers bloomed. The body fluttered violently for a few times, then lay still, and the blood spread from under the body.
"No kill information!"
The Taoist priest's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. The black robe flew up, revealing a young face with ragged clothes.
"Sure enough, he's not his true form! A disciple of the Beggar Clan?"
The Taoist priest observed the details and determined the identity of the person. Once the Taoist talisman was lit, he followed the corpse and saw invisible threads wrapped around its joints.
At this time, with a crisp sound, a small mirror rolled out from the waist of the corpse.
The mirror shone, and with the blood of the dead body, it condensed into three lines of words:
"A wise man will make a mistake after thinking a lot."
"Please two, please wait and see, I will solve the accident."