"Would it be inappropriate?" Li Wenbo hesitated.
He didn't mean that Li Xiyang was ruthless.
Rather, it was said that Li Xiyang actually wanted hundreds of disciples to be destroyed in the Holy Academy. When Li Xiyang failed in his duties and other saints were in seclusion to break through, the position of the Holy Lord of this generation... was afraid that he would fall to him.
At that time, how can I still run?
How to return to His Highness the Crown Prince?
Li Xiyang glanced at him and said: "Of course it is appropriate. Nothing is more inspiring than Lin Yi falling in the Holy Courtyard."
Li Wenbo saw that Li Xiyang had made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more.
I just hope that the high-level officials of various schools of thought that Li Xiyang invited will not be destroyed too badly, otherwise they may not have the dignity to walk out of the gate of the holy courtyard.
After Li Xiyang decided to take action, he went to Tianshu Academy in person, conveyed the decree of the Holy Academy, and asked the remaining scholars to leave immediately as quickly as possible.
He also informed the disciples of the true interpretation of the documents left in the Holy Court by the sages.
With this thing, Li Xiyang believed that all schools of thought would not refuse it.
…
The next day.
Lin Yunhong was walking in the palace, and Yan Shuangwu, the commander of the Dragon Guard, came into the palace to ask for an audience.
"His Majesty!"
When Yan Shuangwu saw His Majesty, he bowed and saluted.
Lin Yunhong glanced at Yan Shuangwu and said, "There's no news about Su Huaizhi yet?"
"I...will die!"
Yan Shuangwu felt deeply powerless. Su Huaizhi seemed to have evaporated from the world, and no trace could be found.
It's really weird.
"The prince's poems and articles, calligraphy, painting, medicine and agriculture... can't be learned in a vacuum. Su Huaizhi is too suspicious, and I still don't trust him."
Lin Yunhong expressed his concerns.
The prince is so outstanding, he can't help but have some absurd thoughts, such as... and such as... it's really hard to talk about it!
certainly.
If it is true that he is Wenquxing or the reincarnation of a saint as the court ministers said, he would be in the best position.
Some courtiers even said that the prince was the reincarnation of the Emperor Fuxi, saying that they had seen the prince perform the Taoist art of Tai Chi.
This is the inheritance of Human Emperor Fuxi.
Of course... This courtier has already been demoted by him. He is really bold. How can he say such a thing?
Killing people is nothing more than that.
The Human Emperor Fuxi was the pioneer of literature and the ancestor of literature respected by scholars all over the world. You say that the prince is the reincarnation of Fuxi, which seems to be flattering the prince, but in fact you are insulting the founder of literature.
Although Lin Yunhong felt comfortable hearing it, as the Emperor of Dayan, he could not agree with such words.
It will harm the destiny of the country.
"I will continue to investigate..." Yan Shuangwu said seriously.
Lin Yunhong waved his hand slightly, and Mei Zheren took off the birdcage and walked away. Only he and Yan Shuangwu were left in the gallery.
"What's the matter?" Lin Yunhong said calmly.
"I'm afraid that the prince's study tour will be terminated early... Li Xiyang, the Acting Holy Master of the Holy Academy, has taken action to invite the remaining scholars to the Holy Academy..."
As the commander of the Dragon Guard, it is no longer difficult for Yan Shuangwu's hands and eyes to penetrate into the Holy Court Tianshu Courtyard.
After all, there are Tianshu guards in Tianshu Academy. This is the price of Holy Lord Kong Zhongzi's defeat to Lin Yunhong.
Lin Yunhong raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and said, "Is that the saint Li Xiyang who was pressed to the ground and rubbed by the prince? Is this kid still struggling?"
"yes!"
Yan Shuangwu nodded.
Lin Yunhong thought for a while and said: "I spent a lot of time in the Holy Courtyard back then, and I also heard about the true interpretation of the texts of the sages of various schools of thought. If I am not wrong, Li Xiyang will probably use this As a bait, let the prince end his study tour early and go to the Holy Court... to launch a challenge!"
Yan Shuangwu bowed slightly.
Indeed it is.
"It's not a big problem!"
Lin Yunhong looked at Yan Shuangwu with a smile and said: "It's better to let the Holy Court play a game of chess on behalf of the Holy Master Li Xiyang, so as not to say that I don't give the Holy Court a chance, and by the way... let's also find out how capable Li Xiyang is and whether he deserves attention. "
"I understand!"
Sure enough, the worry is unnecessary. His Majesty has confidence in the prince. As a minister... he has even more confidence.
…
at the same time.
Lin Yi and Jiang Qinghe, a fourth-grade book boy, left the farmhouse in Chuansui County. After several days of traveling, they arrived at Longxi Mansion, the westernmost borderland of Dayan.
This is also the place where Lin Yigang traveled through time and was about to be assigned.
This is not a good place. It is a mountain range that stretches thousands of miles away from the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, and the conditions are very difficult.
Not to mention the big monsters that illegally crossed the border, there were many disciples of the Humanity Sect alone. After all, this place was not under the jurisdiction of the Dayan Imperial Court.
But it belongs to the military family...the Sun family's territory.
"Master Lin, we have entered the Sun family's territory..." Jiang Qinghe, who was driving the car, reminded.
"kindness!"
Lin Yi nodded slightly, looked at the Longxi Mansion, which had the same scenery as outside the Great Wall in his previous life, and said, "I remember that my younger brother, King Qin, seems to be a descendant of the military strategist Sun Sheng..."
"right!"
Jiang Qinghe said: "The Sun family has close ties with the imperial court, and has a good relationship with King Zhenbei. Sun Sheng's descendants often go to the Dayan army to preach and talk about military science."
Lin Yi nodded slightly, and then said: "However, Sun Sheng's descendants no longer need to preach."
"Ah?" Jiang Qinghe was stunned for a moment.
"It needs to be changed. It will be the norm for Sun Sheng's descendants to study in the imperial court in the future." A smile appeared on Lin Yi's face.
The officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who went to Taishan Academy to further their studies learned "Sun Tzu's Art of War" one by one, and now they are all in charge of the army in the northern border.
It can be said that he used his troops like a god. He received many memorials from Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai, all of which were good news.
Of course...there is also the desire of their group to go to Taishan Academy to study again.
Therefore, Lin Yi believed that if the descendants of the Sun family read "The Art of War", they would fall immediately. It is estimated that if this book is placed in front of Sun Shengxian's tomb, the coffin boards will shake.
"What do you say?" Jiang Qinghe was stunned for a moment.
"You'll know when the time comes." Lin Yi didn't say much. He closed his eyes slightly, looking forward to capturing the army again.
…
Shortly after.
The slightly deserted Sun Mansion of the military strategist of Longxi Prefecture, the Sun family's servants were sweeping the yellow sand, and four horses with thirty-two legs slowly came pulling a carriage.
The servant of the Sun family who was sweeping the floor was shocked: "What the hell?"
Jiang Qinghe jumped off the carriage.
The holy beast also shook its neck at this moment, turned into a serious horse, and looked condescendingly at the Sun family servants.
"Why is Sun Mansion so deserted? The city is quite lively?" Jiang Qinghe asked doubtfully.
"Who are you?"
The servant looked at Jiang Qinghe warily.
"Jiang Qinghe, a disciple of the dean of Dayan Taishan Academy, a descendant of hundreds of painting sages, and the young master of the Jiang family... came here to pay homage to the descendants of Sun Sheng." Jiang Qinghe announced his family status.
"..."
The servant counted on his fingers. He was a little confused, but he probably understood that this was Jiang Qinghe, a descendant of the painting saint.
"Hello, Young Master Jiang!"
The servant put down his broom, bowed his hands and said, "My master, the young master and the elders left Longxi as early as yesterday and went to the capital of Dayan... You are late!"
"Going to Dayan Capital? Did you run away before it even started?" Jiang Qinghe was stunned for a moment. Are his and Master Lin's reputations so scary?
Scared them away before they came?
Is this still a military strategist?
