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Chapter Thirteen Thousands of people block me, a mouthful of spit

It is very simple to impeach people in the world. It is very simple to impeach people and slaughter. It is very simple to want to be famous in the capital overnight, but it is very simple to scold the King of Beiliang. Jin Lanting, who has entered the center of the imperial court, is undoubtedly the best example. Two archways in Zhaojiawen outside the imperial gate. After resigning from the court, the military officials entered Zhenwu, and civil officials entered Fuwen, and they went to the yamen to handle government affairs in an orderly manner. However, they returned soon. Apart from the fact that some Beijing officials were sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, ignoring the troubles on the central axis of the imperial road, and even a large number of loving children turned their horses because there was a lot of excitement. The Imperial College students first blocked the way of the white-headed man with swordsmanship, and then a hundred people, thousands of people, surging like a crucian carp across the river. Jin Lanting, who will take over the Imperial College tomorrow, will be as stable as a rock.

Shi, sitting quietly in the carriage beside the road, watching, Huan Wen, who had already left the left priest, stood on the side of the road with a smile, and did not deliberately stop the people's will. He just said a few words like the elders who were nagging like gentlemen who did not act. The Imperial College has been continuously building, and its scale is the most important between the imperial city and the inner city. Even the six government offices cannot compete with it. In history, once the Tai students are excited, they have become a headache for the court. They are originally the children of the court, and it is useless to scold them. Most of the Tai students are experts who are well-read and well-written, and they cannot beat them hard, and they are reluctant to let them go. The Imperial College has vaguely surpassed the Jiangnan Taoist Zizi Group and has become the largest exporter of court officials in Liyang.

Not to mention the capital, there has never been such an interesting confrontation in the entire Liyang court.

Thousands of Tai students gathered on the Imperial Road, all of whom are the pillars of the country in the future. If nothing unexpected happens, the best of them will become the mainstay of the Li Yang. Moreover, the number of people will increase instead of decreasing, and the formation will grow stronger and stronger, occupying the angels, and you will be as powerful as a rainbow. Many Tiance priests in the Imperial College could not persuade these proud students who came from poor families, and they were not even able to persuade them without any effort. Most of them were happy to see them. They were just the responsibility of the supervisor to teach and preach.

I was lazy and raised my mouth. A few sacrificial wines that liked to be with Tai students, and joked that when I was free, I went to a certain street in Beijing to buy some food to satisfy my cravings. The inaction of the Imperial College officials invisibly helped the students to increase the arrogance of Tai students. Such a huge scholarly spirit shocked the court and the country. After some old remnants of Xichu who were adjacent to Zhaojiawen could not help but feel sad and happy after seeing and hearing this, they couldn't help but sigh that the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period turned into Zhaowen, and it was better to leave Yang to win the world.

This side has a great power, and the other side becomes more and more lonely and annoying.

The Prince of Beiliang, Xu Fengnian, stood on the axis of the world and took off the Beiliang knife that he took from Xu Xiao's hand. The knife did not sheath, placed his hands on the hilt of the knife, and stood with his hands on the knife.

He once guarded Dunhuang with one sword. Today, he stood on the imperial road with one sword, blocking tens of thousands of people alone.

Half of the Imperial Prisons rushed into the Imperial Road, piled up in dense piles. I thought that this playboy would be so scared that he would run away when he saw his grand voice. He never thought he would be slapped and stormed his head and ran away. He never thought that he would have to hold on to the face. Otherwise, they would have no room for their own play. He heard that the Imperial Prison who had returned from the court said that this son actually went to the hall with a sword. It was extremely ridiculous. They could not provoke the second emperor Xu Crook, and Chen Zhibao, whom Li Liang and went to Sichuan and then to Beijing, would not dare to teach this unscrupulous prince who climbed up the pole a lesson? Today, he would not say that he drowned him by spitting, but he would also leave the infamous Northern Liang sword that was like a murderer!

A Confucian scholar took a step and asked angrily: "I heard the sound of wind from Beiliang. You killed Xu Huainan, the king of the North Garden on the banks of Ruoshui River, and killed the fifth raccoon mountain in the Rouran Mountains. Do you dare to swear to the sky, and what you say is true?!"

Xu Fengnian remained silent.

The Confucian scholar took three steps forward, beat the dog in the water, pinched Qi Cen, and asked, "Don't say killing two people, when did you Xu Fengnian go to Beimang? Can you tell me?"

The prince of Beiliang in the eyes of everyone was witnessed by the first time. If it weren't for knowing the identity of the eldest son of the throne, and countless scholars from Beiliang went to Beijing to tell the ridiculous behavior of scolding this person, otherwise they would have been jealous if they met by chance on the road, or they would have secretly praised the handsome Jun brother, so they were really lawless, especially when he was wearing a prince's re-dressing uniform with a five-clawed and nine-python, which was really a bit outstanding. However, this person has a lot of bad deeds and is hard to write. When the late emperor passed away, there were bright lights on Qingliang Mountain, singing and dancing.

Shengping is known to everyone in the city. Last time I traveled to Jiangnan, I actually dragged a famous scholar with a talented and meticulous knowledge to death with a horse. I even ordered my entourage to kill him on Guangling Road, and my blood flowed into a river. After the crown, I didn’t see any restraint, and I didn’t have any gentleness, kindness, respect and frugality on my body. I only heard that there were martyrs who committed suicide by throwing themselves into the Wutong Courtyard of the Northern Liang Palace. I only heard that in recent years, I had already started selling officials and ranks before the inheritance of the past, and sold them as much as possible, and then went to brothels to buy music and songs. How could such rich children be qualified to wear swords to the palace? Where are the jackals and wolves in power, and where are scholars in the world?

The Confucian scholar, who has always been known for his invincible debate in the Imperial College, did not show any timidity because of the white-headed man's bluffing sound of his hands holding a knife, but just felt ridiculous. This is the foot of the emperor, the vast capital protected by the world. How can you, a foreigner with an empty stomach, come here to see the power of the world! The Confucian scholar took three steps again, his style of scholars who are not afraid of the powerful is fascinating, and the continuous thick formation behind him follows the three steps ahead.

The sound was dull. Those martial artists who only knew how to fight for power in the spring and autumn made Lu Chen in Shenzhou, and our scholars were about to pull back to Qiwuyue in Shenzhou! The Confucian scholars only felt that the righteous spirit in their hearts was about to soar into the sky. They raised their arms and pointed directly at the man in white who was silent and said sternly: "The Emperor of Qin has the power of the world and is still controlled by ordinary men. How can I follow in the footsteps of the Yang? The court respects you in Beiliang everywhere. How can you respect the court one foot of Beiliang? Heaven is a villain, so that he can succeed!"

The Beiliang Knife quietly entered the ground, and Xu Fengnian smiled indifferently and said, "If you have a mean attitude, a gentleman will not do it."

The sound was not loud, but the imperial Taoist was clearly visible. A few people who knew the goods immediately looked at him with admiration.

The Confucian scholar sneered loudly and said, "The word "gentleman" comes from your mouth, it is really a big deal. Xu Fengnian, since you don't want to answer my two questions in front, I will ask you again. Do you want to know the many crimes you have committed in Beiliang over the years?"

As expected, nearly 10,000 students from the Imperial College were speechless and did not dare to respond, nor did they have the courage to refute.

Jin Lanting carried the curtain of the car and sneered, "Thirty years after Hedong and thirty years after Hexi, you, Xu Fengnian, are today. When I was in Beiliang, I was so humiliated. I deserved to be despised by thousands of people today! When I entered the Imperial College, I will make you Xu Fengnian and Xu Xiao and his son notorious in history books together and have been terrified for thousands of years! In the future, when I, Jin Sanlang, have disciples all over the court and the public like Zhang Shoufu, and then compile history books, you will definitely become treacherous thieves!

The old man Huan Wen was not tall, so he had to pick a stone pier and stand up. He stretched his neck and looked at him. No one would think that the old man was gloating, but he felt that Huan Jijiu was as humorous as ever. Even the magistrate who had just entered the Imperial College was extremely despised by the prince of Beiliang and felt that he was higher than the top. Why should Weng Huan Wen be honest? But looking at Mr. Huan laughing, outsiders didn't know what the old man who was old and stronger in the officialdom really thought.

The Beiliang Knife has already reached the ground three inches, and Xu Fengnian only pressed the handle of the knife with both hands.

The Confucian scholar was like God's help. Although he was still a scholar without an official status, he was amazing and continued to move forward. He was only a hundred steps away from the Prince of Beiliang. He was about to speak out the teachings of the saints and moral words again. He never thought that the white-headed prince who pretended to be deaf and mute actually took the lead in attacking, "I am afraid that I am not deep when I enter the nail, and I am afraid that I am not going to get out if I pull it."

There are so many students from Tai, who are smart people who are good at subtle words. You can tell at first that this is ridiculing the imperial court to kill donkeys in Beiliang. Xu Fengnian continued to say calmly: "I only know that in the Spring and Autumn Period, more than 300,000 soldiers under Xu Xiao were killed on the battlefield. During the Jiahe period, the Beimang was conquered, and more than 100,000 were wrapped in horses and corpses. In the following ten years, more than 80,000 people died in battle. You scold me for being without talent, virtue, character and ambition, but how could you remember where these 500,000 people were buried? Tens of thousands of scholars in the Imperial College, and they praised the peace all year round. Did you ever give me a tribute to 500,000 people?"

The Confucian scholar blushed and said angrily: "After 500,000 people sacrificed their lives for the country and died, what does it have to do with you Xu Fengnian?"

Xu Fengnian said quietly: "I will guard the northwest for the Central Plains, and outside the three prefectures of Beiliang, we will not be affected by the disaster of a million cavalry in Beimang."

The Confucian scholar was about to question him, but Xu Fengnian had already gently pulled out the Beiliang sword.

Borrowing the anger of thousands of people, the meaning of raising a knife.

The imperial road torn apart two hundred feet in an instant.

The people in the central part of the Imperial Road were overturned, and it was very lively. Many students climbed out of the ravines in a difficult situation, and their curses were noisy.

Xu Fengnian hung a cool knife and walked slowly along the edge of the gap that was cut by a single knife.

By the side of the trembling Confucian scholar, Xu Fengnian looked at him without squinting, but just chuckled: "Did I kill Diwuracrow? I'll ask if I'm waiting for you to die."

The Confucian scholar's lips were ashen and purple as he sat on the ground.

In the carriage, Jinlanting seemed to see the prince of Beiliang glanced coldly, and was so scared that his wrist trembled and he fell off the curtain.

The right priest of the Imperial College, the wine minister, looked pale and said with a stern look, "Xu Fengnian, my Jinlanting achievement today has nothing to do with you! Don't rely on your strength to be rampant!"

Huan Wen, who was standing on the stone pier, rubbed his cheeks and murmured to himself: "Even if there are thousands of people, I will go there. It is not a Confucian scholar who is better than a Confucian scholar. What a person who sits in the northwest and only guards the country's gates for the people."

Unimpeded, he easily passed through ten thousand students. A white-haired man stepped into the carriage. The prince of Beiliang who had been bent down for a long time and refused to get up. In front of the public, he turned around and looked at the ten thousand people in the Imperial College who had been energetic before, and spat heavily.
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