Compared to the turbulent obscurity of the court, these young scholars are much more ostentatious. They will express their positions in various strange ways, and the most famous of them is the "patterning naked" incident.

In mid-July, more than ten scholars suddenly appeared in the downtown city, naked, and covered key parts with white cloth that said "I use my body to see the world" on one side. In broad daylight, they walked between the prosperous markets, attracting the people all over the streets and blocking the road.

But among the countless people's fingers, these students were all full of grief and anger. Every time they took a few steps, they would raise their arms and shout the slogan "Die the cliques and live the world; be as pure as clear as clean as righteousness."

Among them, there was a scholar who stabbed his arm with a knife in the street and wrote a blood slogan on the white cloth. The people who watched the fun shouted loudly, and there were people who threw money in and asked "one more" to make a big fuss.

If this is the case, this is just a matter of a madman's life. There are many such people in the capital. They use strange costumes and weird behaviors to attract everyone's attention. They are just clowns. The five cities' military commanders will just press down and the matter will be over.

But this time, the unhealthy trend that came from somewhere actually caused the incident to be mixed with fireworks.

Those brothel women were fine during the day and looked at the whole farce with no trouble. Whose leader was the one who made it, and actually created a review list, selecting the whitest and most handsome one among the more than ten troublemakers as "the best handsome man in the capital", and making bold statements that no matter which building he visits, there will be a courtesan who will be greeted by him, and there will be no money to charge.

As a result, the whole city caused a sensation.

Since ancient times, such erotic things have been talked about by the people the most. What's more, the actions of those students are already shocking enough. Now that they are in a collision, the unhealthy trend is becoming more and more serious.

Then, I don’t know which one of the thoughtful people took action. After the “Death the cliques, live the world; be as clear as the cleanliness, be as righteous as the ruling", the words “Brother is pretty, sister is wanting” were added, pushing this farce to the top, and this slogan is also known to everyone.

At that time, Huang Pu had already realized that someone must have secretly contributed to the fire. Because his methods were extremely vulgar, it made people at a loss.

If you check, you will be right; if you don’t check, you will be frustrated and feel so frustrated.

No one would have thought that the flowers, willows and alleys, Qinlou and Chu Pavilion could become a battlefield outside the court, and the energy it exerted was amazing.

Fortunately, Wang Yanzhang got out in the end and the Chaos party won a battle.

At this moment, the appearance of "Qingfeng Half Moon" out of thin air finally confirmed Huang Pu's previous speculation:

The "Sutra School" is much more difficult than he thought.

"Are there many people in the Imperial Academy who have read "Qingfeng Half Moon"?" He returned the book to Li Yao, and Huang Pu dusted his clothes and asked casually.

Li Yao carefully stuffed "Qingfeng Half Moon" into his sleeve and said respectfully: "Many students have subscribed to this publication, and those who have not subscribed will borrow it to read it."

Huang Pu didn't say anything, but just glanced at him with a slight reproach.

Li Yao immediately blushed.

He certainly understood this principle, and he couldn't help but feel guilty and said, "Students also know that academic priority should be the priority, just take a look at it occasionally."

Huang Pu looked at him for a moment, sighed helplessly, and said, "Forget it, you must not blame you for this matter. Young people like these fresh and interesting things. It was not the case when I was young, as long as I was too addicted to it."

Seeing that he was not angry, Li Yao felt relieved and hurriedly said, "Students should remember the teacher's teachings."

After speaking, he explained: "In fact, like many classmates, the students went for Xu Qingfeng. He was both outstanding in poetry and essays, even the essays were very exquisite. Every time he read them, he would make people suddenly realize."

This is what people want.

Huang Pu sneered secretly.

What is Xu Qingfeng? He can write a few wrong poems, but he can only write a few wrong poems. He is the sheep head placed on the surface to attract the attention of young scholars, and the pile of dog meat under the sheep head is the real purpose of "Qingfeng Half Moon".

Since ancient times, all things that have had far-reaching influences often occur in small areas, and there have been countless historical examples.

"Has Xunzhi also subscribed to this issue?" Huang Pu didn't care about Xu Qingfeng, and just asked Li Yao casually.

Li Yao immediately felt a little uncomfortable and whispered: "The students are short of money and have no spare money to subscribe. They usually read it through. This book is also borrowed, and they will have to be returned tomorrow."

Huang Pu said "hmm", his eyebrows moved, and asked again: "Apart from the Imperial College, are there anyone in the Imperial College reading this book?"

Li Yao was stunned by his question, and then smiled bitterly: "Sir, this is asking the students down. The students do not know about the news about the Imperial College."

Huang Pu also suddenly realized, patted his sleeves, and smiled softly, "Forget it, this is mine, I forgot that you don't have much contact."

The relationship between Imperial College and Imperial College is like two outstanding students in the same school who dislike each other and both want to give up the other's signs.

No matter what happens, as long as the students from the Imperial College and the Imperial College participated at the same time, they would end up with a bloody blow, without exception.

Therefore, when Huang Pu asked Li Yao about the situation in the Imperial College, Li Yao naturally didn't know.

After chatting all the way back to the city, Huang Pu saw that Li Yao's shoes were wet, so he took him home to shelter from the rain, and kept him for dinner. After the meal, he told him a few poems and two classics. The rain stopped all day long, and Li Yao also said goodbye and left.

It was almost dusk and the sky became darker. Although Huang Pu was exhausted, he still went out. When he returned home, he had two more copies of "Clean Breeze and Half Moon" in his hand.

This is an old issue in March, but the new issue in August has long been sold out.

According to the owner of the bookstore, "Qingfeng Half Moon" was launched at the beginning of the year. No one noticed it at first, but then it suddenly became popular. Even if it was old, some people bought it at a high price. Because these two books were a bit broken, he wanted to find someone to repair them before selling them. Seeing that Huang Pu didn't mind, he simply sold them to him.

Carrying the burden of pretending to be a book, Huang Pu only felt heavy steps and his heart was heavy.

After returning home, he hurriedly read the two publications, and then released the secret code.

In a short while, a figure wearing a straw hat and a lancet straw raincoat appeared in the poor courtyard of Liuyedu.

"The first shadow met the master." The shadow pointed his knees and crossed his hands to greet him.

Huang Pu didn't say anything, but waved his hand, "Bang, bang", and the two "Clean Breeze Half Moon" fell on the wet ground one after another, splashing some mud ideas.

"Why don't I know such a big deal?" He opened his lips and said, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, cold and bone-like.

The first shadow lowered his eyes and looked at the thin book on the ground, without any fluctuations in his voice: "I am stupid, please tell me clearly."

"This is a journal of the Sulun School. As far as I know, it has been published for half a year. Why haven't you checked this thing?" Huang Pu's sinister face turned tired, he took a step back and sat on the bamboo chair with his robe.

"Squeaking and hoarse", the bamboo chair made a subtle sound, as if it was overwhelmed.

Chu Ying picked up "Qingfeng Half Moon", stared at it for a while, and bowed and said, "I will be in vain for the sake of my subordinates, please punish me."

"Punishment?" Huang Pu seemed to hear something funny, and a sneered on the corner of his lips: "Then tell me, why should I be punished? How should I be punished?"

At this point, he slapped the bamboo case with a "bang", and the sound of the words suddenly turned sharp: "The fire has become a force, and it will be a prairie fire in the near future, but what punishment do you say? For your crime, come and see me!"

"I am willing to die for my master." Chu Ying knelt down on both knees and said with his head bowing.

Huang Pu's eyes focused on him, his face was unstable.

Chuying stood up silently, without hesitation, pulled out the short knife by his waist, and stabbed it across his neck.

"Let's wait!" Huang Pu said quickly.

The first shadow moved abruptly, and the hand holding the knife was as steady as if it was fixed in the air. The short knife on his palm reflected the twilight, and a blurry and dim green light appeared.

"Forget it, you... get up." Huang Pu's anger seemed to dissipate, and his voice became gentle: "I'm talking too hard, don't do this, just put away the knife."

"Yes, master." Chu Ying was so nimble that sheathed, her movements and tone were equally rigid, as if she was born without emotions.

"The sin is not on you, it is my fault for the first time." Huang Pu sighed long, raised his hand and pinched the forehead for a while, and Fang Wensheng asked: "I'm so anxious to find you, but I forgot that it's time to eat now. Have you ever had a meal?"

"I have eaten it, thank you for your care," Chu Ying said calmly.

Huang Pu looked at him with a smile: "I remember when you were a child, you loved to eat burrito meat. After a while, I will ask someone to buy some for you to send."

"Chuying thanks my master for the appreciation." Chuying's answer was still stern, without any change from beginning to end.

The young man who was fascinated by excitement seemed to have never appeared.

Huang Pu seemed very satisfied, nodded, stood up, looked at the sky outside the eaves with his hands, and sighed:

"I was so anxious that I remembered now that among you, you and Jiuying, are the only ones who can read. A few days ago, you all have their own chores, so naturally you can't take care of these things."

At this point, he was already blaming himself: "I was careless, I must not blame you. So are you. I didn't know how to remind me just now, so I almost blamed you for wrongly."

Chu Ying Chong tapped the ground on one knee again, crossed his hands and said, "I don't dare."

He seemed to be able to say these few words, but Huang Pu seemed to love listening very much.

After looking at him with a smile, Huang Pu stepped down the stairs, helped him up with his own hands, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't say it again, I've said it all, it's my fault."

After saying that, he pointed to the "Qingfeng Half Moon" in Chuying's hand and said in a deep voice: "Let what you have on hand be put in advance, check this matter first, the more detailed the better. No matter how small the news is, you must report it to me."

The first shadow responded in a deep voice.

Huang Pu said again: "Also, if you find an opportunity, check Xu Wu. I originally thought that the Sulun school was just a joke. Now it seems that there are experts behind him."

Speaking of this, his expression became particularly gentle: "Xu Wu and Pan Tiqian are getting close, but they are afraid they are not easy to investigate. Be careful, and take self-protection first in everything. Don't be too close to them, so as not to alert the enemy. Besides, tell Xiang Caiqing that the person she wants has been found, and the code is still the same, so let her be careful."

Chuying responded again.

Huang Pu seemed a little excited, slowly walked back to the corridor, waved his hand to him, "Forget it, you go."

"I'm leaving." Chu Ying crossed her hands and bowed, her figure swayed, but she disappeared.

Huang Pu stood quietly in the corridor. After a long time, Fang murmured to himself: "Xu Qingfeng, what else is there behind your sheep's head?"

…………………………

"Ah sneezing!"

Yingmeizhai, the Prince's Mansion of Dongping County, was lying on Hong Yao's lap and enjoying the snacks being fed, and suddenly sneezes loudly.

He took out his handkerchief and pressed his nose, muttering, "Who is talking about me behind my back?"

As he said that, he laughed again and said, "I will tell you the Red Medicine. My two poems today are so great that they are so ancient and modern. They are so stupid that they all over the street. A few of them chased me like crazy. Fortunately, I was fast and I was not caught by these fanatical students."

He shook his feet proudly and his head shaking: "Tsk tsk, these young young people regard me as poetic immortals. Now they are the number one talented man in our Great Qi."

"Crash", what answered him was the crisp sound of paper turning, which seemed to have answered.

Xu Jie squinted his eyes for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Ah——"

Hearing this sound, Hong Yao still stared at the book in her hand firmly, but her hand skillfully picked up a piece of snack and threw it at the place where the sound came from.

Yes, I didn't aim again.
To be continued...