Zhang Qingye looked at the moon in the sky through the high window sill.
"I didn't expect that the last thing I, Zhang Qingye, saw before my death was Man Tianyue!" Zhang Qingye laughed at himself, feeling sleepy.
He retracted his gaze and looked forward. Huge bloody cocoons blocked his sight. He lowered his head. The bloody silk had already been woven to his chest and quickly wrapped around his head. A bloody silkworm was coiled in front of him, spitting out blood silkworms and weaving a cocoon.
He tried to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but the seal on his body prevented him from even opening his mouth.
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill one more barbarian before I died!" This was Zhang Qingye's last consciousness, and then he was shrouded in darkness.
He, Zhang Qingye, lives in Fuzijing, and is a captain of the Eighth Battalion of the Zhengqi Great Wall Splendid Army.
When the barbarian army attacked the city, they fought to the death and were eventually captured. Unable to die, they were taken back to the barbarian plains and transported back to the barbarian hinterland as blood sacrifices of barbarian silkworms for the nobles to purchase and use.
Along with him, a total of 804 soldiers from the eighth battalion under his command were devoured by the wild silkworms!
For decades, the human race nourished its people, but in one day, it turned into food for the barbarians.
hateful!
…
Wanren Mountain.
"Order Fushan Camp, Sanshui Camp, and Beijiang Camp to go out of the Manyuan for three thousand miles, and ten great scholars will accompany them. The captured soldiers must be rescued." Han Qingzhu signed the military order and handed it to the messenger to deliver the order. The soldiers immediately took the order and left.
Han Qingzhu looked at the map again. According to the usual situation, the Winter War had entered the final stage at this time. Both the humans and barbarians retreated to sort out their gains or lick their wounds. But there was a dark cloud lingering in Han Qingzhu's mind.
Where is the tower bone?
At the beginning of the war, the two great Khan tribes of Ilisa and Mordan moved southward, and there was a turmoil in the north. As the war unfolded, Mordan Khan's tribe launched repeated attacks. The tribes belonging to the Ilisa Khan tribe did appear in the barbarian formation. If martial arts hadn't appeared out of thin air, and coupled with good advance planning, I'm afraid the human race would have suffered a big loss this time in the winter.
As a result, the human race and the barbarians were almost at a draw, and they did not suffer a big loss.
But the problem is——
The tower bones of the Emperor of Ilisa Khan have been missing.
Each of the eight great Khans of the Barbarian tribe is expected to challenge the Barbarian God, especially this Tagu. He was not a direct descendant of Ilisa, but relied on his strength and military exploits to gain support from the Ilisa tribe step by step, and finally ascended to the throne of Khan.
Zhenxuansi once ranked the threats posed to the human race by the Khans of the Eight Great Khans. Mordan, who invaded the northern border every year, only ranked sixth, while this Tagu ranked third.
It was such a Khan Emperor who was a thorn in the side of the human race. He led his troops to the south and then disappeared.
No wonder Han Qingzhu didn't pay attention.
At this moment, Xiao Qi walked into the meeting hall holding a letter.
"Military Minister, there is a letter from Marquis Dongcang Wu!"
Han Qingzhu was stunned: "Chen Luo?"
"What's the purpose of this boy's letter?"
"Do you want me to wipe his butt again?"
After all, Han Qingzhu took the letter and took a look at it with an incomprehensible look.
Xiao Qi looked curious: "Military Minister, is Wuhou causing any trouble again?"
Han Qingzhu said with a half-smile but not a smile: "This guy has been planning a martial arts academy all winter and it's about to open."
"Invite me to come and watch the ceremony!"
"Isn't this nonsense? The truth is that I want to be the governor of the war. How can I have time to watch the opening ceremony of his martial arts academy?"
Xiao Qi's eyes flickered and he reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Bing, you can stop by the Wuhou Temple to worship Zhuge Kongming!"
Han Qingzhu was suddenly moved, but thinking of the threat from Ta Gu, he still sighed and said, "I still can't leave. Go to Baizhan Hall and choose some great scholars to go to Weiwu Mansion on behalf of me."
Xiao Qi looked troubled: "You should appoint the military minister, otherwise I'm afraid that the great scholars will fight!"
Han Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "These old guys! Let's do this, let's go down according to the merits of the battle, and go to tenth place!"
"Yes!" Xiao Qi immediately took the order and came out.
Han Qingzhu lowered his head and looked at the letter in Chen Luo's hand again, and murmured to himself: "The martial arts is only three thousand miles away, so it should be no problem to educate the world!"
…
Zhongjing City, Chunqiu Hall.
The time-monitoring ritual of Chunqiu Hall continued to tremble, and four great historians unleashed the power of their family, country, and world to try to stabilize the time-monitoring ritual.
Sima Lie stepped on the void and waved his hand. The phantom of "Spring and Autumn" appeared, covering the time patrol instrument, and instantly suppressed the abnormal movement of the time patrol instrument.
"What happened?" Sima Lie asked in a deep voice.
"Mr. Sima." A great historian handed over his hand, "Since last night, there has been a strange noise in the time watch instrument, and the sands of time have fallen from all directions at the same time. We thought there was something wrong with the time watch instrument, so we used the magical power of 'Broken Mirror to Reunite' to repair the time watch instrument. The instrument was unexpectedly counterattacked by the time patrol instrument, so it was in constant shock."
Sima Lie looked puzzled: "Sand falling from all directions?"
"This is a sign of great changes in the world!"
Doubt flashed in Sima Lie's eyes. He deduced time and space, and there was no sign of a great change in the world. Immediately, he asked: "In which direction is the most falling sand?"
"Thirty-six thousand miles to the northeast."
As soon as these words came out, all the great scholars were stunned.
What a familiar place!
Thirty-six thousand miles to the northeast—isn’t this Dongcang City?
What kind of trouble did that Wuhou get up to again?
At this moment, Sima Lie's disciple ran into Xunshi Pavilion, waving a letter in his hand: "Teacher, teacher, there is a bluebird in Dongcang City delivering a letter!"
Sima Lie quickly stretched out his hand, took the letter from his disciple's hand, glanced at it briefly, his face was overjoyed, and he kept shouting: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
As he spoke, the energy of rise and fall surged throughout his body, and he was about to summon the Shi Family Giant Sect to Dongcang. Upon seeing this, the other great scholars present quickly suppressed the fluctuations in time and space, interrupting the appearance of the Shi Family Giant Sect.
It's obviously a good thing, but he actually wants to eat it alone!
Sima Lie, you are so old!
"Mr. Sima, what is it that makes you so happy?"
"Yes, having fun alone is not as good as having fun together. Mr. Sima, why don't you share a few things."
Sima Lie stroked his beard gently: "Hahaha, I forgot happily. Please forgive me."
"Last time, Marquis Wu answered three questions about running a school. Do you still remember it?"
All the great scholars nodded.
"The martial arts academy is about to open this time, and Wu Houte has sent an invitation to watch the ceremony. I will go and attend the invitation right now!"
"In this great change in the world, 80% of the recruits come from the martial arts academy!"
"Everyone, I'm leaving first!"
With that said, Sima Lie wanted to summon the giant family of the Shi family again, but was blocked by a force of family, country and world. Sima Lie looked at everyone: "Everyone, what do you mean?"
All the scholars suddenly felt a sour taste in their mouths.
We are all students of history, who wouldn’t want to see history with our own eyes!
Who doesn't want to write a sentence in the history books: "I personally watched it"!
How come you, Sima Lie, have taken all the good things by yourself?
"Hahaha, Mr. Sima, I have been friends with God Wuhou for a long time. I will go with you this time."
"Yes, Mr. Sima, this junior wants to see the great changes in Dongcang City with his own eyes, and this is the opportunity, so let's go together."
"Yes, Mr. Sima, I am about to branch off to Dongcang and take this opportunity to pay a visit to Marquis Wu. I think you will not refuse me to go with you, hahahaha!"
"Old Mr. Sima, I have a straightforward temper, so I will tell you the truth. If you don't take us with you, we will spread the news throughout the Spring and Autumn Hall! When hundreds of historians go to Dongcang, who will be the first to record the source? But it’s hard to check!”
Sima Lie was startled, looked at the four great scholars in front of him with a complex expression, and sighed: "But the invitation only said that I would be invited!"
Bah, old man!
The four great Confucians cursed in their hearts, but still replied with a smile on their faces: "It doesn't matter, I can act as the old gentleman's attendant."
"This junior should be regarded as the nephew of the old gentleman."
"I, um... By the way, isn't my concubine your concubine's sister? We are brothers-in-law! Why can't we go together?"
"I...I am responsible for closing the huge door of the Shi family. I can just think of it as the old gentleman's closed disciple."
Sima Lie looked at the four great scholars and was so tired that he could not speak.
Can you think of such an excuse?
Confucianism is so dirty!
…
Wenchang Pavilion.
Yan Baichuan looked at the letter in his hand and stroked his beard.
"A month ago, I asked three questions about running the school. I went to Dongcang once!"
"Half a month ago, I went to Dongcang again for Zhuge Liang's matter!"
"Today, I have to go to Dongcang to deal with the martial arts academy!"
"This is a bit inappropriate!"
Leng Hanbing, who was on the side, heard Yan Baichuan's muttering, and his face lit up. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Yan Baichuan shout: "Hanbing!"
Leng Hanbing nodded immediately: "Wen Xiang, don't worry, I will definitely..."
"Look after Wenchang Pavilion!"
"If there's anything serious, let me know immediately!"
Leng Hanbing was stunned: "No... Wen Xiang, didn't you say it was inappropriate?"
"I understand the truth. The martial arts academy is also a way of education. I should work harder!"
"Go away as you are!"
As he spoke, Yan Baichuan's whole body was filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, and he disappeared from the spot.
Leng Hanbing looked at the empty seat and felt that her heart was cold, cold, and icy!
…
Eight major academies in Beijing.
Eight rays of green light flew up and headed toward the northeast.
All over Daxuan, the wealthy families who originally supported Chen Luo in building Leya Port also received the blue bird message from Dong Cang. Without any delay, streaks of blue light flew out from their respective mansions and headed toward the northeast. And go.
Lu Fangweng's lineage, Mr. Banshi's lineage, and Old Muyu's lineage also received the invitation, and green figures flew out of the green mountains and rivers, heading straight to the northeast.
…
At the same time, Dongcang City.
Qin Dangguo personally took charge and directed the preparations for the opening of the hospital. Chen Luo walked over with a relaxed expression, and Qin Dangguo hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Master Marquis, all the invitations to the ceremony have been sent out, and all the guests are expected to arrive within three days."
"Thank you for your hard work." Chen Luo nodded and looked at the towering gate of the martial arts academy with emotion.
He had always thought that the martial arts academy was at most a place dedicated to training warriors, which was the "university" in his mind. It wasn't until he told Yun Siyao yesterday that he was going to open a martial arts academy that he realized that he was thinking simple.
"Martial arts academy is the place where martial arts are taught!" Yun Siyao's words recalled in Chen Luo's mind, "In the past, when Jixia Academy was founded, it was connected to the way of heaven, so that it could be passed down from generation to generation."
"If there were no Jixia Academy, it would be a hundred times more difficult for Confucianism to preach in later generations, and it would be extremely difficult to learn!"
"The same is true for martial arts. Dongcang Martial Academy is the best martial arts academy in the world, and it must be connected to the way of heaven. Otherwise, except for you as the master, it will be difficult for others to teach and learn."
Chen Luo woke up almost instantly. Since the beginning of martial arts, almost all people who have mastered martial arts have learned it from books on their own. There are rare examples of people who have mastered martial arts because of others' teachings.
In other words, if there is no teaching place recognized by Heavenly Dao, in the future martial arts can only be worshiped by Chen Luo as his teacher, but cannot be taught privately.
According to Tiandao's understanding, that is illegal teaching!
Judging from the development history of Confucianism, Taoism and even Buddhism, only when the first academy, Taoist temple or temple is established and recognized by Heaven can the true teachings be passed down from generation to generation.
Because of this, Chen Luocai sent out invitations to hold the martial arts ceremony.
Thinking of this, he looked north.
Ever since he started thinking about it, the dangerous mirror in his soul has been trembling.
Mantian, do you want to come?
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There is a saying: Confucian scholars congratulate the martial arts academy, and the barbarian sky attacks the east sky. Want to know what happened next? Please read the next chapter!
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