Vaguely, Zhang Jian felt as if a stone had settled in his heart, "Mr. Da, do you have something to say to me?"
Qin Xian didn't know who the elder was in this big man's mouth, and had a hunch that it seemed to be bad for him.
Liang Lusheng spoke up at the right time, "There are three people in Da Qing Pavilion, but from the words of Chu Juxiang, it should be Yan Fu, a great gentleman from the Confucian sect."
"I dare to ask Mr. Fourth, is it okay to kill a scholar from the Wang family?"
Zhang Jian nodded and said with a smile: "Yes!"
As soon as the old couple arrived in Zuzhou to look for themselves, the senior brother sent someone there. What if the senior brother wasn't proficient in divination? Or maybe they just came together and just showed up at this moment.
"Xu Lai, you stand up quickly, are you afraid of being tired by me?" Zhang Jian smiled and looked at Xu Lai next to Chu Juxiang and said.
"Whatever Mr. Fourth has to say, my master has sent me a handwritten message. Naturally, I have to be closer to listen."
Zhang Jian nodded, "It is indeed more prestigious to follow Mr. Da. It is also good for you to have more respect for Mr. Da. After all, if it weren't for him, you would still be just an ordinary jailer."
Xu Lai did not respond to his meaningful words. He was silent for a while and said to Juxiang Chu: "Senior brother, let's read out the handwriting. It happens that the seniors of the Dashan Dynasty are also here. It's... time!"
Prime Minister Chu replied: "Okay!"
He took out a scroll of handwriting from his arms, unfolded it, and said loudly: "Zhang Jian, a Confucian sect, killed people for no reason and bullied the weak. His behavior was unbecoming of a gentleman and violated the sacred precepts of the Confucian sect. Now the cabinet has decided to remove the Confucian sect." Sir, take back the two slips of "filial piety" and "xin"!"
"What are you talking about? Abolish the title of sir? Why! This title was not given by Yan, but by the master. Why should he get rid of it if he wants, and harm people's lives? Has the reason been found out? How do you know that? People are not treacherous or evil people, even if these are not considered, how many people died in the several battles Yan Fu commanded, how many civilians suffered, let alone the distance, they only fell into the sun, and he was flooded..."
"presumptuous!"
Liang Lusheng was interrupted before he finished speaking.
She followed the sound and saw that the person coming was none other than Prince Daqing—Liang Pu.
"What?" Liang Lusheng looked at this cousin, no, imperial brother, inexplicably.
Liang Pu was older than him, the city was not deep, and he had a slow-tempered temper, but he loved to show off. He always felt that Emperor Yan was dim-sighted, otherwise why would he choose such a person to be the prince?
At some point, the candlelight around him gradually became brighter, and Liang Lusheng's eyes shone with a strange light. His originally clear eyes were clouded by anger and disbelief.
"Brother Imperial? Why? You don't even protect the Confucian sect? What did I rely on to found the country?"
"The founding of our country, Da Qing, naturally relies on Confucianism! But it is not Zhang Jian's Confucianism, it is the Confucianism inherited by Mr. Da. Evil Confucians like this should be eliminated!"
Liang Lusheng opened her mouth. For some reason, she swallowed many rebuttal words without saying them.
Things have come to this, and she still can't see clearly. She is too stupid. This is all the work of that person. He will definitely take off the title of Mr. Fourth this time, but I don't know what other purpose he has.
Liang Lusheng stepped forward guiltily and grabbed Zhang Jian's clothes, crying at Xuan'er.
Zhang Jian touched the girl's head and said with a smile: "You little deer are so good at it? Just pick it off. Wouldn't it be better to teach safely in this small primary school!"
Liang Lusheng looked at the simple school and curled his lips and said: "But this place is too shabby, like a pig..."
"Huh?" Zhang Jian pretended to be angry.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry, why don't you stop talking!" the girl said aggrievedly, biting her lower lip.
Liang Pu frowned. Although the majestic princess is just the only child left by the late emperor, she is still a member of the royal family. What does it look like to have sex with a sinner in public?
"Liang Lusheng! Come here! Do you know who you are?"
"What's your identity? What does it have to do with you?" Liang Lusheng's voice suddenly became much softer. As if she was afraid of losing her voice, her voice hung weakly in her throat, and she deliberately said angrily to Liang Pu.
Liang Pu was humiliated, and there was nothing he could do about Liang Lu Sheng, so he had to secretly feel cruel and make sure to make this stinky girl look good when he returned to Tianzhao City.
Then he waved the fan in his hand and said to Xu Lai and Chu Juxiang: "Hurry up, don't waste time!"
"Four... uh, Senior Zhang, please don't make it difficult for this junior." Xu Lai said respectfully.
"Of course not. You go back and pass the message, and I will take it. From today on, I am no longer Mr. Fourth, but just Zhang Jian. How about that?"
Xu Lai looked very grateful, and then opened his palms to Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian asked: "What do you mean?"
"Confucian character slips." After Xu said it, his face dropped to the ground and his expression could not be seen clearly.
After a slight pause, Zhang Jian said, "The slips were handed down from the Master's statue and are my own."
"But the statue of the Master is also the statue of the Confucian Master."
Qin Xian thought: Go to hell with your mother.
He finally understood that the husband now was in the same situation as he was back then, except that he had a husband back then, and the husband now was really a person.
Qin Xian leaned towards Zhang Jian and stopped one step away from him, just like a student standing behind the teacher, standing calmly with his hands down.
Zhang Jian naturally felt it.
After pondering for a moment, he said, "What if I don't give it?"
Liang Pu snorted coldly.
Prime Minister Chu was expressionless.
Only Xu Lai smiled bitterly at first, and then said: "My master said that if Mr. Fourth is unwilling, then he must take it himself..."
Although this sentence is not loud, anyone with a discerning eye can hear it, and it is full of threats.
Zhang Jian was fine, but Liang Lusheng felt like he was stuck in his throat, and blurted out without waiting for Zhang Jian to stop him: "Come as soon as you come, who doesn't know that he is the 'Paper Sange Lao'!"
In the distant Daqingfeng Linzhou, Yan Fu sneezed three or four times in a row, and finally vomited out a mouthful of blood.
…
The scene froze for a moment, and Zhang Jian said: "I will not give you the letter. I will return the statue of the Master myself. If Mr. Da can't wait, then he can get it himself."
The word "Ba" faded away, and was suppressed by a thunderous roar that shook the sky and the earth. A blood-red thunder in the distant sky came from the bottom up, hitting the sky again and again.
After three strikes, the straight blood-red thunder gradually turned into reality, a dragon shadow.
Long Ying opened a pair of golden pupils, as bright as stars in the night, and like two immortal fires of karma.
Suddenly it turned into red flames that filled the sky, and followed the entire dragon shadow into the sky.
The night that was originally transformed into red clouds was like porcelain before it was broken, with tiny cracks appearing, and then vanished into nothing in the red flames.
The entire Zuzhou trembled, and the sky returned to clear and bright stars.
Jiang Chan grabbed it from the air, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth instantly gathered in his palm. He clenched his fist and punched the starry sky. The light of his fist penetrated the sky.
He looked at Xiao Xuandao and then murmured: "Yafuzi's restriction... has been broken."
Prime Minister Chu said in shock: "Who can break the restrictions on the statue of Yafuzi?"
"You are not the only Confucian sect who has ascended in the world!" Hong Feiluan said in a deep voice.
"Is it your uncle's fault?" Xu Lai asked.
Jiang Chan said with a smile: "You little kid, don't blame me too much. Apart from your Confucian sect, I am not the only one who has been promoted in the world." Seeing Zhang Jian thoughtful, he said, "Look at Mr. Zhang's expression, he seems to know What?"
Everyone looked at Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian said: "It's like Yinglong's essence and blood..."
I thought to myself, is this paving the way for the opening of Dinghu Cave Heaven?
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Everyone dispersed, and only Zhang Jian, Qin Xian, Mo Qijia, Song Qian, Congratulations, Liang Lusheng and the old monk were left in the school.
Everyone else was sitting, except for Mo Qijia, who was roughly carried by the old monk like a chicken.
Mo Qijia struggled and asked Zhang Jian for help, "Sir, please help me, sir!"
Song Qian glanced at his second brother with pity, thinking that now the latter had humiliated everyone in front of Miss Liang, so there was no reason to rob him again.
"Master, I wonder where Xi Mo comes from?" Zhang Jian also asked calmly.
"Amitabha Buddha, a poor monk who knows you, practices in Huadu Temple." The old monk replied.
Zhang Jian looked a little more solemn, stood up and saluted and said, "I don't know if I am under the seat of Jia Buddha. I am disrespectful and disrespectful."
The old monk performed a Buddhist salute with one hand and said, "Mr. Fourth, your condition is serious." As he spoke, an inexplicable energy came out of his hand, knocking Mo Qijia unconscious.
Song Qian exclaimed: "What did you do to your second brother?"
Qin Xian pressed Song Qian's head. He believed that his husband would not put Mo Qijia in danger.
Suddenly, a rope force transformed from awe-inspiring aura flew out of Zhang Jian's hand, directly penetrated the space and came to the old monk in an instant, leading Mo Qijia to come back.
The old monk raised his hand and grabbed Mo Qijia in a strange way, then took Mo Qijia down again, "Mr. Fourth, what does this mean?"
"This kid has lost his parents since he was a child. He grew up eating the food of hundreds of families. Now he has spent some time in my school. He wants something from me, and I can't just sit back and ignore it. By the way, I am no longer Mr. Fourth." Zhang Jian He said with a slight smile.
"This is his life, sir, you want to stop him?" the old monk said with narrowed eyes.
"It doesn't matter whether you are alive or not. Now it seems that you have to believe it. If you don't believe it...what's the use. Let's do this. You can use various means at will. As long as he wants it, I won't care anymore. Of course, you can't kidnap him by force! "
"What if I was kidnapped by force? What are your plans, sir?"
"People often say that under Duotian, Nalings are just like ants. If you don't ascend to Duotian realm, you will naturally not be able to shake the Ascension Immortal Mountain. Then, I wonder if Master wants to use Nalings to fight me, Duotian?"
Suddenly Zhang Jian raised his hand and pulled out the gray paper umbrella and opened it.
A burst of awe-inspiring green energy came out from the umbrella, covering the old monk.
In the eyes of Qin Xian and others, the moment the umbrella opened, her vision was completely white and she could not see anything clearly. She only felt a sharp pain in her ears and temporarily lost her hearing.
For a moment, they didn't know what happened.
Then, Qin Xian and others heard a crisp sound, as if something was broken.
When his vision returned to clarity, he saw that the old monk seemed much older than before. His orbital bones seemed to have sunk a little, his eye sockets appeared larger and deeper, and his eyes were full of turbidity.
The old monk murmured: "Just...according to what the teacher said!"
After that, he put down Mo Qijia, turned around and slowly left the school.
