Dayan Capital.
In Taishan Academy.
As several streaks of light pierced the sky, the new saints of various schools of thought, Li Mobai and others fell down.
"I've seen all the saints!"
"I met the vice president..."
The academy disciples bowed and saluted.
"kindness!"
However, all the saints looked anxious, looked left and right, gritted their teeth and ran to the main hall.
"Congratulations to Wancheng!"
"Come out quickly!"
"Quickly tell me, where have you put the Confucian holy scriptures that little friend Lin Yi left behind? Why don't you take them out to meditate on at this juncture, and keep them until we die and take them into the coffin?"
The saints learned from Lin Yi that the Confucian scriptures had been left behind, and they rushed back almost non-stop.
When he returned to the academy, he naturally asked He Wancheng for it.
"Saints, what happened?"
He Wancheng arrived late, and while he was confused, Dean Qingshan had already begun to search his body. He Wancheng's face turned red and he protected his key parts, "Old Dean, you... what are you doing?"
"Where did you hide the sacred text? My grandson-in-law told me..." Dean Qingshan said.
"Take it out quickly?"
"You will be punished by God if you eat alone!"
All the saints' eyes were red.
They all wanted to pounce on He Wancheng and strip him naked.
"Not with me...in the library!"
He Wancheng looked at this group of lunatics and quickly explained.
Lin Yi had told him before leaving that he would let the saints understand it at the right time. He originally wanted to wait a while longer...
But there's no need to wait now.
Now is the right time...after all, if it's not right, he might really have to be stripped naked.
…
Uh-huh!
All the saints ran away quickly and ran to the library like crazy.
Several main halls of Taishan Academy have formation restrictions. They can't use the formations as they say, so they can only run.
"You old guys... I asked you, why are you running away?"
Dean Qingshan felt greatly disadvantaged.
Seeing this, Li Mobai pulled Dean Qingshan with his sword and surpassed all the saints in an instant.
"It has to be you, Mo Bai!"
Dean Qingshan was overjoyed, but soon he discovered that the saints behind him each offered their ancestral cultural treasures, such as picture scrolls, calligraphy books, corn stalks, or medicinal gourds, and quickly caught up with them.
"Shameless!"
"Old thief!"
All the saints were furious, and everyone wanted to be the first to comprehend. After all, the insights at this time are the most real and have the greatest effect.
Buzz!
But at this moment, an aura of awe-inspiring air descended, and then all of their bodies were unable to move.
"..."
The saints were stunned for a moment.
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai were also stunned.
what happened?
Enemy attack?
wrong!
What villain has such a righteous aura?
As soon as the idea came up, they heard Lin Yunhong's voice, "Are the saints having a conflict? Tell me what happened..."
Dean Qingshan said: "Your Majesty, put away the rules quickly. I have something urgent, not a conflict..."
Li Mobai also nodded repeatedly.
"What's the urgent matter? Grabbing the latrine?" Lin Yunhong joked with a smile to ease everyone's hostility.
"right!"
Dean Qingshan nodded heavily.
Lin Yunhong took back the restraints on Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai, and the latter quickly escaped with his sword.
"Ah... Your Majesty, let us go quickly, we have to go to the toilet too!"
"They lied to you, but we are the real ones. Look...I even farted..."
puff!
The saints struggled to squeeze out a fart, which was full of strange smell.
Lin Yunhong covered his nose in disgust, lightly fanned his nose with his palm, and muttered: "This fart must have stayed in the stomach for decades, right?"
He released the restraints and allowed the saints to leave.
"His Majesty!"
He Wancheng came over and bowed to Lin Yunhong.
Lin Yunhong smiled and said, "I just wanted to find you."
He Wancheng was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "What is your Majesty's order?"
"Where's the kid Long Lin? I'll come over and take him out."
Lin Yunhong received a royal paper message from Prince Lin Yi and learned about Lin Yi's plan. The shock in his heart was hard to calm down for a long time.
It turns out...that the prince went to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters to do such a thing.
What he didn't even dare to think about, was about to be done by the prince.
In Lin Yunhong's view, Lin Yi's idea was not wrong. He only needed to legitimately defeat the Demon Emperor, obtain the Emperor's Seal, and then let the royal bloodline with supporters from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom inherit the Emperor's Seal. Only in this way could a safe transition be achieved.
And if Dayan wants to control the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons... then it has to be done by its own people.
Apart from Long San...there is only Long Lin.
"Long Lin is studying Sun Tzu's Art of War. This child is interested in these things... I will take His Majesty there first." He Wancheng took Lin Yunhong to the Academy of Literature.
Lin Yunhong asked curiously on the way: "What were all the saints doing just now? They were so anxious..."
He Wancheng smiled bitterly and said: "Master left a few scriptures in the academy. It was probably Master who told them. They just came back and they rushed to be the first to read the scriptures."
"Confused!"
Lin Yunhong was very pleased, but he did not forget to scold the saints for being confused, "How can I get their turn at first sight of this scripture? He Wancheng, you have already read it!"
He Wancheng chuckled and said, "His Majesty still sees everything clearly."
…
In the liberal arts college.
Long Lin, the son of Long San, is studying "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu, with the light of wisdom in his eyes.
"Long Lin!"
Lin Yunhong saw the child and walked over.
Long Lin raised his head, stood up quickly, took a few steps forward, lifted up the hem of his clothes, knelt down and said, "Long Lin pays homage to your majesty, long live your majesty!"
"You kid, no gifts!" Lin Yunhong smiled broadly, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
The prince has found a wise leader for the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters!
Look!
How sensible!
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Long Lin stood up.
"How's your reading going?" Lin Yunhong asked with a smile.
"Long Lin's qualifications are dull, and he only knows a little bit about some things, so he's careless..." Long Lin said with a red face.
"Ha ha!"
Lin Yunhong stroked his beard and chuckled, picked up "Sun Tzu's Art of War" on Long Lin's desk, looked at it, and said: "If you don't understand anything, you can ask... His Highness the Prince!"
"But His Royal Highness is not here." Long Lin looked downcast.
"I'll take you there!" Lin Yunhong said.
"real?"
Long Lin's eyes instantly brightened.
"Walk!"
Lin Yunhong stretched out his hand to hold Long Lin and turned to look at He Wancheng, "I will take Long Lin to the palace first. I will probably have a letter arrive at the academy later. Then let the saints prepare some gifts suitable for the demon clan."
"A gift suitable for demon clan?"
He Wancheng didn't know why.
Lin Yunhong didn't explain anything to him, and left Taishan Academy with Long Lin.
Just when He Wancheng was confused, Tang Hu from Qingshan Academy ran all the way into the liberal arts academy and shouted: "Dean He, big news! Big news!"
"coming?"
He Wancheng's expression moved slightly and he walked out quickly. He saw Tang Hu running over panting, holding his knees with his hands and panting. His body was so weak that he raised his head after a long time and said: "His Royal Highness is fighting with the Demon Emperor of the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom." Woke up……"
"ah?!"
He Wancheng was stunned for a moment.
As for Long Lin's identity, he is one of the insiders.
So what your Majesty, Lin Yunhong, means... the master is about to lose and his life is in danger, so he allows the saints to apologize to the Demon Emperor with heavy gifts? By the way, hand over the son of the former prince?
