"you……"
Liu Kai was a little confused.
"I said, do you still want to fight? If you don't fight, I will leave!"
Seeing Liu Kai start to hesitate, the young man in linen smiled slightly, and then was about to turn around and leave.
Liu Kai's followers began to hesitate when they saw Liu Kai himself, and naturally they did not dare to act without authorization.
So, in front of a large crowd, a group of people just watched the young man leave gracefully...
"Send someone to keep an eye on this kid. I must give him a good look!"
Liu Kai gritted his teeth hard.
You can't do anything inside the academy, but it will be fine once you leave the academy.
"promise!"
Several followers responded, and then quickly followed quietly.
However, before they had gone far, they were directly stopped by the guards of the academy, and then they were all carried outside.
"This little brother, please stay!"
Seeing the young man walking out of everyone's sight, Shunzi quickly stopped him.
"I wonder what's wrong with you, Your Excellency?"
Looking at the guard uniform Shunzi was wearing, the boy in linen didn't dare to neglect it.
"My master wants to invite me to talk over there, but I wonder if he has time?"
"Who is your master?"
The young man couldn't help but frown.
"Don't you know it when you see me? My master is in the library next to me, so he won't be able to delay me for long!"
Shunzi smiled and made an inviting gesture towards the young man.
"Then please ask sir to lead the way!"
The young man hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand towards Shunzi.
"plz follow me!"
After Shunzi finished speaking, he took the young man all the way to the library.
This library has not yet been opened to the public.
The books here are still being sorted out. In addition to the common books, a copy of Liu Deng's royal collection in Chang'an Palace was also copied and sent here specially.
There are also backup copies of all the lost classics that were finally sorted out in the Western Suburbs Villa.
Although the collection has not yet been completed, the collection of books here is close to 100,000 volumes.
It can be said that the various schools of thought are all-encompassing and include nothing.
It is worth mentioning that it was not only Mo who donated part of the Mohist book collection.
Even the gentlemen of the academy gave away almost all their private collections.
As soon as the boy in sackcloth entered the library, he was attracted by the tens of thousands of books.
Even now, with the gradual popularization of papermaking and printing, the price of books has been greatly reduced, but such a large collection of books is still not easily accessible to ordinary people.
Under the guidance of Shunzi, the young man came all the way to Liu Deng.
Although he was shocked when he first came in, he quickly calmed down.
"The master of Linzi is my father. I have seen you, sir. I wonder what you would call him?"
"Cough-cough-cough-"
Liu Deng was drinking tea. When he heard her reveal her name, the sip of tea got stuck in his throat...
"What did you say your name was?"
Liu Deng couldn't believe his ears.
"Young master, my father is dead!"
Seeing the surprised expression on Liu Deng's face, Master Fuyan was stunned.
Liu Deng stood up slowly and looked around at the young man in front of him.
The father Yan, who is thirteen or fourteen years old, has a pretty face, but his figure is really thin.
Moreover, the linen clothes on his body were mended again and again, and it seemed that the situation was not very good.
Looking at the young man from the mountains in front of him, Liu Deng found it really difficult to associate this person with the maniac who could not eat five pots of food during his life, but would also be cooked in five pots when he died.
It seems that the saying that environment changes people is indeed true.
At least now it seems that this guy has not become an angry youth.
There is an idiom "going against the grain to do things against the will", originally called "going against the grain to do things against the will", which refers to the master's father's death in history.
Of course, when the name Zhufuyan is mentioned, people are more likely to think of Tween Ling.
This soft knife that kills people without blood has caused great harm to the princes and kings of Liu Jia.
The huge vassal states were eventually divided into several small states, and each son would be given a piece of territory.
After three or five generations, the originally majestic princes and kings finally became ordinary village chiefs...
"Who is your honor?"
Seeing Liu Deng staring at him without blinking, the master took a step back calmly, and subconsciously started to lower his head.
Seeing this kid actually looking like he was ready to run away at any moment, Liu Deng was speechless for a while.
"Don't worry about who I am. I have a difficult problem here. If you can help me solve it, how about I agree to your request?"
Liu Deng coughed dryly and then said.
"Looking at your luxurious clothes, you can't solve the problem. How can I, a mountain boy, solve it? If your Majesty has nothing to do, I'll leave now!"
It’s no wonder that Master Yan is so careful. It’s really because, in this day and age, many noble people like to raise prostitutes...
And he has encountered this kind of thing before. If he hadn't been lucky enough to escape, he might have become someone else's plaything at this time...
"You haven't listened yet, how do you know you can't solve it?"
Liu Deng was stunned and asked with a smile.
While Liu Deng was speaking, Shunzi had already stopped him at the entrance of the stairs.
Seeing that his escape route was cut off, Master Fuyan calmed down again.
"That boy is arrogant. Please tell me, your Majesty!"
"If you had a method that could kill millions of people silently, but it was very destructive, would you use it on the battlefield?"
Liu Deng asked with a smile.
"Using it on the battlefield? Who is the enemy?"
Master Fuyan hesitated for a moment, and then asked.
"Does it make any difference?"
"Of course there is a difference! If we are all Han people, there will naturally be a better solution!"
"What if it's used on foreigners?"
The expression on Liu Deng's face suddenly became serious.
"That depends on what they do!"
"What if it's like the Huns?"
"If I really have this method, I won't hesitate at all!"
"Why?"
Liu Deng took a deep breath and stared at his father's expression with both eyes.
"The Huns and our Han people are feuding. The Huns invade the border every year. Countless Han people are in the hands of the Huns. If we can kill millions of enemies and save our Han people from hanging upside down, even if it is a little evil, it will be better than the Han people." There is no fault in integrity! Don’t you hear, sir, that if you are not of my race, your heart must be different?”
Liu Deng let out a long breath. He really didn't expect that because of the birth of the child, he would become a woman, and he would actually be worse than a teenager...
"Interesting! This is my token. When you have thought about what you want to ask me for, you can come to me with this token!"
Liu Deng was heartbroken and took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to his master, Yan, and then floated away.
What Zhu Fuyan said is right, people who are not of my race must have different minds!
If you want to blame, blame it on you being the Huns!
