royal palace.
On the palace wall, Lin Yunhong looked in the direction of the imperial city, where visions of saints on patrol appeared and moved away from the imperial city.
"Your Majesty, you need to grow up quickly. There is something I forgot to tell you. The time our ancestor Fuxi fought for for our human race... doesn't have many years left!"
Lin Yunhong's expression became solemn when he thought of the secret that only the emperors in the past could know.
But soon he chose to be relieved.
"The Supreme Emperor has been fighting for me for several years, and in the future... I will fight for you too!"
Lin Yunhong looked away reluctantly.
…
at this time.
Outside the capital.
More than two thousand elite Dragon Guards were ready to go. After counting the number of people, Xu Jing of Qianhu began to explain the mission of this southern tour.
The main purpose is to protect the safety of His Royal Highness, but there is a high probability that there will be a fierce battle.
Because the disaster in the south involves the Humanity Sect and the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom, things are not simple.
It didn't take long.
There was a wave of fluctuation coming from the direction of the capital. Xu Jing and the other two thousand households noticed it. When they looked back, they were shocked.
In the void, two white holy beasts with deer heads and tiger bodies, glowing with bright rays of light all over their bodies, were speeding towards them, pulling chariots.
Like a saint on a tour.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
Xu Jing was very surprised. As far as he knew, this was the holy beast of Li Xiyang, the holy son of the Holy Academy.
But at the literary meeting a few days ago, Li Xiyang lost him to a young man named Lin Yi.
He happened to be one of the few people who knew His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's real name, so he reacted immediately.
soon.
Xu Jing then saw clearly the figure on the chariot, it was Lin Yi who had become His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
It's just that he didn't expect that this legendary holy beast, which never had two masters in its life, would actually be surrendered by His Highness the Prince...
This is outrageous!
Lin Yi signaled the holy beast to land, and then the holy beast loaded the chariot and stopped in front of the Dragon Guard army.
Not long after, Yan Shuangwu and the Prince's honor guard arrived together.
Regardless of the fact that the special effects of the holy beast were fully activated, Lin actually intended to slow down the holy beast, otherwise Yan Shuangwu and the others would not be able to keep up.
There was no way to assemble.
At this time, Lin Yicheng's chariot landed, and Xu Jing knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "General Xu Jing, please see His Royal Highness, Your Highness, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
Wow!
The sound of armor clashing resounded, and all the armored dragon guards knelt down on one knee and saluted Lin Yi.
"stand up!"
Meeting with Xu Jing and other elite Dragon Guards for the second time, Lin Yi was in a great mood, which made him feel like he was doing something big.
The last time we cleaned up the cancer in the Jintian government, this time we will participate in disaster relief and protect the people.
"Generals!"
Lin Yi stood on the chariot, looked around the dragon guards, and said with an expression: "On the trip to Jintian Mansion, thanks to the help of you and others, I was able to successfully complete the task entrusted by His Majesty and rescue the female bachelor of Dayan."
"Nowadays, the disasters in the two provinces in the south have caused the people to suffer hardships and become homeless. The emperor is alone on inspection. I hope that you and others will do their best to relieve the suffering of the people."
"This southern tour has a long way to go, and it is a huge challenge for you and others..."
"The Human Dao Sect and the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom are working behind the scenes to create demons. The disaster will never be extinguished, the demon ways will not be broken, and I swear not to return to the capital!"
"God bless Dayan, God bless Longwei!"
Lin Yi said loudly.
The phrase 'God bless Dayan, God bless the Dragon Guard' made the elite Dragon Guards excited.
They shouted in unison, "God bless Dayan, God bless the prince", their voices were so high that they shook the sky.
"Set off!"
Lin Yi waved his hand, and the prince's flag was raised in the prince's ceremonial guard. The holy beast pulled the chariot and soared on the auspicious clouds.
The army sets off!
Yan Shuangwu's heart was surging, he burned calligraphy treasures to bless his war horses, and traveled thousands of miles every day...
…
Nanxiang Mansion.
Yunzhou Qingping Academy.
The dean, He Wancheng, was sitting in the library, writing the seventh piece of painting and calligraphy, exhausted both mentally and physically.
"Disasters happen repeatedly. It is obvious that there is an expert behind it, but the other party hides it too deeply, so we can only protect the people first."
"The Holy Academy has rules. The Academy must not interfere in private affairs. But I have also come from the private sector to where I am today. How can I forget my roots?"
"Even if the Holy Court punishes me, I still have to do this..."
The art of painting and calligraphy, like the art of literary and artistic painting, has many magical effects. One is to paint in advance.
The other is the scene sketched in writing.
Relatively speaking, the effect of painting skills prepared in advance will be better than using painting skills on site.
Because the art of painting is presented in the form of paintings, it is lifelike, and the talent contained in it is filled with every detail.
Just like Zheng Zhiqiu of Pingzhou Academy, a picture of a beautiful woman made He Wancheng suffer a lot.
The painting calligraphy treasure produced by He Wancheng now is the kind of painting that can protect the people in the surrounding area from the cold air: the Burning Sun Picture.
This 'Fire Sun Diagram', which blessed almost all of his talents, could at least withstand for a while.
When the court's disaster relief materials arrive at Nanxiang Mansion, he can quietly withdraw and rest for a while.
"Rong'er?"
He Wancheng collected the painting and calligraphy treasures and wanted He Yourong to take them to the disaster-stricken place.
His spiritual sense sensed that there was no trace of his daughter He Yourong.
He went to He Yourong's room and saw a letter left in the room:
"Dad, my daughter really can't stand it anymore. The academy is a place for studying and practicing, but does studying and cultivating make you superior to others?"
"The Holy Yuan stipulates that the academy should not interfere with the secular world and only focus on the cultivation of literature and art. But now that many people in Nanxiang Prefecture are suffering from disasters, why does the academy still remain indifferent?"
"Dad, what are you afraid of?"
"Don't blame my daughter. My daughter and her fellow academy brothers and sisters went to the disaster area to rescue people."
He Wancheng was stunned for a moment after reading the letter, with a smile on his face.
"Silly girl, it is worthy of my father's teaching you to study and practice before being a human being. It's not that I'm afraid of anything, but that if I violate the rules of the academy, I will be punished by the Holy Spirit!"
He Wancheng didn't think he could survive the Holy Judgment.
but now.
He has nothing to be afraid of. Anyway, he has seen Mingzhou Guanfu and Guanzhou's poems, and he no longer desires the other side of literature in this life.
"After studying for decades, what else can I do for the people of Dayan? This is probably the last time..."
Wow!
He Wancheng put on the plain white Confucian robe that his wife had made for him, took with him seven paintings and calligraphy treasures, and left Qingping Academy.
Also left a letter.
If he cannot come back, please hand over Qingping Academy to his named disciple - Lin Yi!
Ask him to take good care of his daughter He Yourong.
…
Also in this critical moment.
He Weijun, the dean of Junji Academy in Nanxiang Prefecture, also took the calligraphy treasure and left the academy.
Between the Holy Court and intervening in the secular world.
He chose the world.
We are just ordinary people in this world, and there is no need to focus on washing away the smell of this worldly world.
He Weijun left a letter, the content of which was highly similar to He Wancheng's.
That is, if he cannot come back, he will hand over Junji Academy to his named disciple, Lin Yi.
The only regret is... he doesn't have a daughter!
…
Pingzhou Academy.
Dean Zheng Zhiqiu left a letter in the library, took a picture album and left the academy at night.
But just as he left the academy, many academy bachelors followed him and slipped out.
This time Nanxiang Prefecture suddenly encountered the largest snowstorm in history, and many places in my hometown have been affected.
But the dean Zheng Zhiqiu did not allow them to leave the academy.
Because they are now registered disciples of the Holy Court, they must abide by the Holy Court's rules of not intervening in the secular world.
But they knew very well in their hearts that didn't the dean just choose to go to the disaster area alone because he didn't want them to be punished by the Holy Court?
But they are not afraid either.
If you don’t solve people’s worries by studying, why not go home and raise pigs!
