Lu Hanjiang returned to Beijing in a very short time, and before returning, he deliberately exposed the news of his outing, letting everyone know that he had been in Jiangnan.
However, due to the special nature of Jinyiwei, such actions did not need to be reported to the court, so after everyone was surprised, people immediately paid attention to his movements.
Unfortunately, after Lu Hanjiang exposed his whereabouts, he followed the rules and returned to the capital as quickly as possible without any trouble.
And on the second day, he went to the Imperial College to visit Master Luo, and continued to bother him for the next seven days.
Because of the lesson learned from the last time, this time Lu Hanjiang came to the Imperial College. Except for Yang Zhiyuan who still faithfully served as the leader, the other students in the Imperial College immediately retreated when they saw Jin Yiwei's figure.
What's more, Lu Hongwen, the fourth son of the Lu Shangshu family, saw Lu Hanjiang and Yang Zhiyuan from all the way, and he and his horses retreated three miles away. He asked for leave that day because he felt unwell and could not study today.
This day was the seventh time Lu Hanjiang came to the Imperial Academy. The sound of reading in the past was no longer there, and everyone dispersed as if they were avoiding the god of plague. Lu Hanjiang came to Luo Yuanjing's study, where he was the only old man left making tea.
Yang Zhiyuan immediately stepped back, leaving space for the two of them to talk privately.
Lu Hanjiang was not polite and sat down across from Luo Yuanjing. He picked up the tea on his table and smelled it. His eyes suddenly lit up: "It's a good thing, old master. I'll tell you the truth. It's from His Majesty." Bar?"
"Be careful!" Luo Yuanjing glared at him and said in a dissatisfied tone: "This is a gift from His Majesty. If Mr. Lu is jealous, he can let Meng——"
"Then I won't be polite."
Before the old master finished speaking, Lu Hanjiang reached out and took out a few bags and put them in his arms. The old master was blowing his beard and scolding him for being rude and cursing.
When he had finished scolding him, Lu Hanjiang picked his ears and asked as if nothing had happened, "Does Master Luo know what I saw when I returned to Beijing from Jiangnan this time?"
"Master Lu visits him every day but always talks about him. Are you planning to meet him today?"
Luo Yuanjing said with a dull expression: "Now that the world is peaceful, the seas and rivers are clear, and the people are living and working in peace and contentment, what else can Sir Lu see? Could it be that there are refugees everywhere, and the corpses of state officials are eating nothing, etc. Who can participate in such crazy talk? This is It is better for Mr. Lu not to overstep his responsibilities as a censor."
What Luo Yuanjing said was the usual method used by Jinyiwei to deal with foreign officials and Luo Zhi accused them of crimes. They would first slap the person with a sentence of corpse position, and then put the person in jail. Then they could make up any confession they wanted. After a set of torture, There are not many people who are strong-willed enough to dare not sign and seal it.
Lu Hanjiang was stunned for a moment, then laughed, waved his hand and said, "Old Master, this is a big joke. I have always been honest and upright, how could I do such a thing."
Luo Yuanjing sneered: "Master Lu, you should say this to those adults who were captured by you and sent to prison."
Lu Hanjiang shrugged and said, "Old Master, to be honest, although the Jin Yiwei are unscrupulous, none of those caught by us are clean."
Luo Yuanjing glanced at Lu Hanjiang, but did not refute anything. Whoever opened the lid would look bad. He is a master of knowledge, but he is not pedantic. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. This is a very ironic saying, but it is also helpless. Reality.
The men with guns and sticks stabbed each other. Luo Yuanjing tasted the fragrance of tea, and his expression gradually calmed down: "Boy, what are your intentions in coming to me?"
"This attempt is too much. I have prepared a great opportunity for you, old master."
Lu Hanjiang took out a map of the vicinity of Gyeonggi Province from his pocket and placed it on the table. He pointed at the barren mountains to the north and said with a rich expression: "Dang dang dang - old master, look at this place. It has beautiful mountains and clear waters, outstanding people, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers." It’s a paradise, in a word, it’s a rare Feng Shui treasure land.”
Luo Yuanjing's reaction was dull, he raised his eyebrows: "If I remember correctly, this place is overgrown with weeds and desolate, and there should be a mass grave nearby. You kid pointed this place out to me, what are you holding back? bad?"
Lu Hanjiang coughed twice, put away the exaggerated expression on his face, and said calmly: "Old Master, you still remember what I said when I passed by Jiangnan. In fact, what impressed me the most was the Meihua Academy. "
Luo Yuanjing's expression changed. He stared at Lu Hanjiang and said, "Oh? I don't know how my academy got your attention."
Lu Hanjiang sighed with emotion: "Master, you must have heard the story of Meng's mother moving three times, so I think that the mere land in the south of the Yangtze River cannot support this Holy Land Academy. It is better to move it to a prosperous place in the capital. What do you think, Master?"
Luo Yuanjing was startled, his eyes narrowed slightly, the air in the study suddenly became a little stagnant, and the fragrance of the birds was suddenly disturbed by some kind of energy and became unpredictable.
Lu Hanjiang tapped a finger on the table in front of him, and the invisible force flashed away, and the strange movements in the study fell silent for a moment.
The two looked at each other in silence. After a while, Luo Yuanjing's frown was the first to relax. He sighed: "Young man Meng Yuan has good vision. It is a blessing for the imperial court to have a successor to Jin Yiwei."
Lu Hanjiang glanced at the large sleeves of Luo Fuzi's robe with his hands hidden, and said twice: "Old Master is really stingy. He is so stingy even though he is guarding the golden mountain. Why don't you show your hands to the younger generations?"
Luo Yuanjing didn't say anything. Lu Hanjiang felt bored, so he stood up and left. When he walked to the door, he heard the old master behind him say: "Boy, I owe you a favor. Don't have any ideas about the academy."
Lu Hanjiang stopped and turned around with an expression that was holding back a smile: "I'm sorry, old master, I've almost finished all the ideas I should have made at this time."
Luo Yuanjing was shocked. He thought of Lu Hanjiang's strange visits in the past few days, and suddenly he seemed to understand something.
At this moment, the disciple's panicked footsteps suddenly came out of the door. He rushed in in a hurry, forgetting to even apologize, and opened his mouth: "Master, Master, a group of students came outside the door, saying it was you. Disciple..."
Hearing this, Luo Yuanjing immediately stood up and walked out of the door. Lu Hanjiang slowly followed behind. At the entrance of the Imperial College, a group of dusty students were waiting. The middle-aged man who led him immediately twitched his legs when he saw Luo Fuzi. Bend, hugged the master's legs and started to cry, which really brought tears to his eyes.
"Teacher, students are incompetent, students are guilty..."
The middle-aged man cried in a melodious and affectionate manner, which made the listener feel sad and the listener shed tears. Lu Hanjiang walked past him, and the two of them glanced at each other in a hurry, only to hear his cry become more real.
Lu Hanjiang mounted his horse and left, but in the end he looked back at the man again.
He has read the records of Jinyiwei. This person is Qi Yunzhou, who serves as the acting dean of Meihua Academy and is also the number one disciple of Master Luo. More importantly, this person also practices Zhengqi Sword like Qiao Shifang. It is rumored that he His martial arts skills are comparable to those of Huangfu Yushu.
He knew very well what he had left behind in Jiangnan. A master who could rival Huangfu Yushu, faced with the harassment of a few beggars, actually abandoned the academy's long-established foundation and ran away without even using a sword, and is still in public today. I cried like a loser, haha, interesting...
