Zhang Ling walked up to Fang Haiding, who was suppressed and out of breath. The former's eyes gradually turned cold, while the latter was no longer as ferocious as before, but more frightened. He wanted to speak, but the sword king and his throat were directly sealed. , he could only make a hesitant voice: "The master of your house thinks you are not worth the money, so it seems that I have to give you a ride."
After all, Shen Yunfeng couldn't hold it back. He had worked hard for more than ten years to get closer to martial arts, but now he was disturbed by a junior. How could he not be angry and shout: "You dare!"
Zhang Ling suddenly stopped slashing his sword and turned to Shen Yunfeng and said: "Master Shen Lu, I forgot to mention that this is the imperial palace. Even if you submit to the imperial court and have no official status, then you are just breaking into the palace privately. This is a serious crime!"
Originally, I just wanted to sneak in among the officials to see the situation, but I was forced to jump out in desperation, but now it is difficult to do so.
Shen Yunfeng's whole body's Qi was running violently, his hands and feet shrank slightly, and he suddenly left like a wild horse, and he could only leave temporarily. Then he would see if he could ask the minister to help solve the problem. If not, he would have no choice but to leave the capital. .
He really didn't dare to let go. Although the crime would be lighter, he didn't completely believe Lu Hongyan. If the other party refused to help, then he would only die.
At this moment, those officials who had watched several good shows today were in a trance. Only when Shen Yunfeng ran out did they react and start arranging manpower to arrest.
Song Qingtian can naturally capture the opponent immediately, but he always takes measures in a measured manner and never oversteps his authority. According to the words of the old dean, the academy does not interfere in matters between the imperial court.
After Zhang Ling caught a glimpse of Shen Yunfeng's disappearance, he raised his sword again and chopped off Hai Ding's head. Because Zhang Ling stood to the side, the blood spurted directly onto the Sword King. He smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry, Dean, these clothes belong to me, and I'll pay you later."
Zhang Ling looked at the pile of civil servants. Although he had never seen Lu Shangshu, who had an inexplicable hatred, he thought there must be one among them who made him hate him.
It's just that Zhang Ling still didn't realize a serious problem at this moment. When he chopped off Hai Ding's head, many military attachés looked horrified. Faced with the matter of killing, they raised and lowered their swords with such ease. A teenage boy has an unchanging expression. Unless he has received inhuman training since he was a child, he is the only person who has survived on the battlefield since he was a child. Therefore, in their eyes, this boy must have had a lot of blood on his hands. .
But only Song Qingtian could see that if someone came down from the battlefield, they would definitely reveal murderous intent that could not be concealed, but he could not see any hostility in Zhang Ling's eyes, and with his understanding, Zhang Ling had lived in I have never been out of Luochuan County. A person who has never seen the sea of corpses will never be able to face death so calmly.
Among the people present, only Song Linjie was not surprised. He thought that Zhang Ling, like himself, had already experienced the ups and downs of life and death, and would be calm and decisive when encountering enemies on the road.
In fact, in Zhang Ling's heart, he still regarded all this as a dream. He never cared too deeply about people and things, and always had a happy-go-lucky attitude.
Song Qingtian is still thinking about whether Zhang Ling is the kind of person who is born without doubts and can think through all kinds of difficult decisions. After all, under this month's investigation, he has also practiced a variety of other martial arts. , although he only has a glimpse of the swordsmanship, but he has a superficial understanding of various martial arts, which shows his dexterity.
Zhang Ling suddenly interrupted his thoughts: "Dean, this is no match. Get off quickly, I have to fight with Mo Li."
Song Qingtian felt more and more angry as he looked at this boy. It stands to reason that elders always only hate their own younger generations for being incompetent and look down on other people's families. But in his case, his own grandson is up to date. This The young man who had only officially met today felt really offended by him, and immediately gave him a cold look: "What's the point of comparing? The martial arts stage is full of blood, it's eye-catching to see, and Mo Li is almost out of strength, taking advantage of others' danger. , you really don’t mind being embarrassed.”
Zhang Ling felt confused. Why was the dean so angry when he saw him for the first time? He was like an elder scolding a junior. On the other hand, the man from Luochuan County had not said a few words to him in more than ten years. It was only after I started practicing martial arts that I learned a few more lessons.
Zhang Ling waved his hands in confusion, then jumped off the martial arts stage. Song Qingtian looked at the people below and said softly: "Zhang Ling, Song Linjie, Mo Li, Ye Yumi, you four, come to the academy when you are ready. "
After saying that, Song Qingtian stepped on his feet and floated away like a light cloud.
All the court officials had their fun at the moment. They watched a good show and left the scene one by one, talking and laughing. They returned to the house and chatted with some of their own family members, including some elders who liked to compare others. You can also take the opportunity to reprimand your juniors to show how great you are.
Seeing that there was no hope of joining the family, the young people below took the opportunity to make friends with these four people. However, except for the shameless Zhang Ling, who thought that he had not gained any benefits just now, he reached out to people with backgrounds behind these people, and the remaining three were all Indifferent.
Soon after, someone came to send these young people back.
In the end, before Zhang Ling had taken a few steps, the current general Hou An blocked his way: "I wonder if this little brother intends to make contributions?"
Hou An, a colleague of his father and now the general, was supposed to command the three armies, but the other two were not convinced, so he only led the Xianzhi Army, which was originally under his control. Fortunately, His Majesty was reasonable and took pity on him, a hero. Now his army has the largest number of soldiers and horses. Both the First People's Army and the First National Army only have more than ten people. Only his army has 200,000 soldiers, so he is the first to be considered for salary.
The first will, the first country, the first people, Gu Pinghou had talked about it with Zhang Ling before, and he couldn't help but sigh. This father whom he had met before was really dedicated to the country and the people, and even named the army. It was like this, but in the end it ended in death. It would have been impossible for him, Zhang Ling, to do it.
Zhang Ling raised his hands to bow and saluted respectfully: "I have met General Hou. Thank you for your kindness. I do intend to serve the imperial court, but I only want to be a civil servant. I am afraid I will live up to the general's good intentions."
Hou An advised: "You are a martial arts practitioner who doesn't use your fists and kicks to write articles. You are not a scholar. Even if you are given this official position, you will only be in the seventh or eighth rank. What's the point?"
Faced with Hou An's kind words and advice, Zhang Ling didn't know what was good and what was good. He chuckled and said, "Then I have no choice but to be an idle cloud and a wild crane."
Seeing another inexperienced person, Hou An didn't waste any time and walked out of the palace to see if he could catch up with the other two.
The remaining few had finally left, and the palace, which had been bustling all day, finally became quiet, except for the real owner of the palace, who was still stunned.
