Xiao Chen walked up from the broken hand. Feng Daoyun was frightened. He leaned limply against the door frame. When he looked at Xiao Chen this time, there was already a kind of fear that could not be hidden in his eyes.
He hesitated and his lips trembled, his pale face was bloodless, and cold sweat flowed from his temples. In the end, he still couldn't say a word.
"Supervisor, do you want to cut?" Xiang Yichun asked respectfully without leaving Feng Daoyun's wrist with his sword.
Xiao Chen's slightly narrowed eyes were full of contempt, falling on Feng Daoyun, like looking at a tiny ant that had never been able to climb a high platform.
With a sneer, Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, and Youyouran was about to speak.
Suddenly, a hoarse scream sounded like a meat duck in the hands of a butcher. Feng Daoyun's squinted eyes were unusually wide due to fear, and his lips were blue and stiff, "Don't... don't kill me!"
Xiao Chen was really frightened by his ugly old face. He was slightly startled when he saw Feng Daoyun's fat body paralyzed, his eyes widening, and his breath gone.
"Are you scared to death?" Xiao Chen's eyebrows jumped and he couldn't help but shook his head in disgust, feeling that this was too unlucky.
Xiang Yichun took two steps forward, put away his sword and stretched out his hand to check, then turned around and cupped his hands and said: "Supervisor, Dean Feng Feng fainted from fright."
Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, rolled his eyes, and walked leisurely into the Mingde Hall without looking at the fat ant.
Wei Zhongxian ran up with the hem of his green skirt, stepping on his severed hands and fingers, and stood in front of the door of Mingde Hall. With a trace of unconcealable pride and wantonness in his eyes, he pointed at the students and asked: "Continue to be noble?"
"I wonder if you still dare to stop my governor now?"
"Those who have the guts, come on up to the Zajia family!"
The students were injured and scared, and they all looked at Wei Zhongxian nervously. How could anyone dare to say no again?
Especially Xiao Chen's back, standing with his hands behind his hands in the Mingde Hall, calm and determined. Although he didn't say anything and had no intention of continuing to act, every calm breath he took seemed to be like a silent warning. taking their lives.
The students couldn't help but look at each other, with a look of fear and compromise in their eyes.
A student with a broken index finger hurriedly got up, endured the pain and bowed, ran to Wei Zhongxian with great respect, and said flatteringly: "My father-in-law is so kind, Rong Xiaoke personally leads the way for the governor, please go to our Jingnan Academy." A place to enshrine the most precious treasure!”
"The governor is kind and generous, and he is willing to come to our hospital to honor the ancestors. It is a blessing for our hospital! Dean, he is old and confused."
Wei Zhongxian sneered proudly, then turned around and bowed, respectfully asking for permission, "Supervisor, will you let him in?"
Xiao Chen didn't even look back, he just looked at the plaque in front of him that read "Studying the Classics with Virtue", with a cold and contemptuous look in his eyes. He waved his hand casually, which was equivalent to his agreement and asked Wei Zhongxian to bring the people in.
The student breathed a sigh of relief, immediately nodded and bowed, and ran behind Xiao Chen carefully and quickly while carrying the running call.
Xiang Yichun stepped forward and searched him to make sure there was no sharp weapon on him, then kicked him and said, "Lead the way."
Xiao Chen's face was cold, and he took one last look at the plaque with disgust, and ordered Wei Zhongxian, "Find a few students to remove this untrue thing to the governor."
"yes!"
Wei Zhongxian responded hurriedly.
Outside the door, many students came forward and said they were willing to atone for their sins. They only hoped that Governor Xiao could give them a chance to serve.
Amidst the commotion, Xiao Chen felt that these ants were extremely weak and noisy.
Entering Jingxian Hall, they saw that there was only one gilded tablet enshrined in this huge empty room. Before Xiao Chen could get closer to see it clearly, the scholar hurriedly held up his hands and explained: "To the Governor, What is enshrined here is Mr. Zhu Zi, the founder of Jingnan Academy."
"Zhu Zi?"
Xiang Yichun's eyes suddenly lit up, with some surprise, and then soon, an unprecedented reverence and solemnity appeared on his face.
Seeing his reaction, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel strange. He walked closer to the memorial tablet and took a look. He didn't see anything special except the pure gold one, which was very expensive. He couldn't help but jokingly asked: "Brother Xiang, when will you Do you also know about this saint who studies? Is it possible that you want to give up martial arts and follow literature?"
Xiang Yichun hurriedly shook his head, looked at the sword enshrined behind the tablet, and said solemnly: "No, my subordinates know about this old man not because of his studies, but because this old man is also known in the world. A mythical figure."
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and along with Xiang Yichun, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the sword.
There is an ever-burning lantern enshrined in this room, so it is very bright. It can be seen even more clearly that even with the scabbard, this sword has a feeling of being as thin as a cicada's wings, and the sword body made of high-quality purple gold is in the ever-lasting lantern. Against the background of the light, almost the whole body is shining.
"Could it be that what Chen Dengli said on the way here is actually true?" There was a hint of amusement in Xiao Chen's eyes. His originally light and carefree expression gradually became more restrained, and his eyes fell on the sword greedily. above.
Xiang Yichun cupped his hands and understood Xiao Chen's thoughts at this time, and couldn't help but said: "Actually, when Magistrate Chen said that he was both civil and military, his subordinates also felt that he was talking nonsense, and they were just having fun like the governor. But. Now……"
"Since we have seen Zhu Zi's name, it will definitely not be false without this matter!"
"Master Governor, Zhu Zi's martial arts was so powerful back then that he was almost unrivaled in the world. His martial arts has reached the unprecedented level of a master!"
"Especially his sword. According to legend, it can cut iron like clay, even if it is a stone that has been cold for thousands of years! This sword of Ta'e can be said to have a twice the result with half the effort for his breakthrough in strength!"
Xiang Yichun rarely became so passionate and talkative, which shows how precious the sword in front of him is.
Xiao Chen leaned forward slightly and saw that there were more than a dozen classic books of varying thicknesses placed under the sword's holder. At a rough look, there were some about martial arts and swordsmanship, some about learning, and one from Jingnan Academy. Genealogy.
Throwing the genealogy aside, Xiao Chen frowned and said in a cold voice: "The academy should be responsible for promoting knowledge, but there are such private things hidden here. This is clearly an attempt to deceive the world and monopolize knowledge for one person!"
"Brother Xiang, please bring this sword and the classics to me immediately. I will find some opportunities to distribute these classics to everyone."
"yes!"
Xiang Yichun agreed, suppressing the excitement in his heart and striding forward. The first thing he took was the Purple Gold Feather Sword without ceremony, and he handed it to Xiao Chen's hands with both hands respectfully and solemnly.
With the sword in hand, Xiao Chen finally felt that this trip was not in vain, but after all, if there are any good things left behind, this trip was wasted, so he hurriedly ordered, "Brother Xiang, look for it again." , see if there is anything useful."
"Everyone is here, let's take them all!"
