Chapter 3, Debate at Jixia Academy

Author: No bones

Chapter 3, Debate at Jixia Academy

In a carriage, Ziyou looked at the unconscious Jingyu.

After Jingyu gave birth to a child, Ziyou bought a carriage in the village and left some money for the midwife's family. Then he left with the unconscious Jingyu. The attack of Luowang killer failed and would definitely send someone to chase Jingyu again, and even target Ziyou. In order not to expose or implicate innocent people, he could only take Jingyu away.

Looking at the peerless face in his sleep, Ziyou took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and slowly reached to the fixation of Jingyu's shoulder armor. Just when Ziyou touched Jingyu's shoulder, the unconscious Jingyu suddenly opened his eyes and held Ziyou's wrist with one hand, his eyes full of hostility.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to change the medicine for you." Ziyou raised the medicine bottle in his hand with awkward look. This was what his younger brother gave him when he left Xiaoshengxian Village to travel.

"Where is my child?" Jingyu let go of Ziyou's hand.

At the moment, the baby's cry sounded, and Jingyu looked at the baby who was wrapped and covered up. After holding the baby in his arms, Ziyou said softly

"The child is lucky, even if he has premature birth, there is no accident and is very healthy."

"Thank you, why did you save me?" Jingyu felt relieved when he saw that the baby had no problems, and looked at Ziyou and asked.

"On the one hand, because my uncle doesn't know what you have to do with him, but since you can learn his sword skills from the moment you learn it, it means that he trusts you very much, then you are half of his disciple. I have no reason not to save you.

At the same time, as a Confucian disciple, I will definitely not watch a pregnant woman lying in the wilderness, otherwise my knowledge over the past ten years will be in vain. The compassion is the verge of benevolence; the shame is the verge of righteousness; the verge of giving is the verge of courtesy; the verge of right and wrong is the wise." Zi said.

After saying that, after putting down the medicine bottle in his hand, Ziyou walked out of the carriage, sat outside the carriage, and said again

"This is a golden sore medicine specially prepared by doctors. It has miraculous effects on treating sword wounds. Your previous wound was the medicine I asked my previous wife to help you.

The jar in the car is a body-nourishing medicine. You have mobilized your internal energy many times in the past two days. Although the child has given birth successfully, if you don’t want to leave a hidden disease, it’s better to drink it. There is a silver needle on the side, and you can test whether it is poisonous.

There is also a set of women's clothes inside. Your outfit is too silly, so it's best to change this outfit."

Jingyu looked at the medicine bottle and medicine jar, as well as the silver needle beside him.

After opening the medicine jar, the bitter smell of medicine spread. She looked at the child who was no longer crying in her arms. She no longer hesitated and picked up the medicine jar and drank the medicine in it. She chose to believe Ziyou, but she didn't know what kind of psychology it was. She subconsciously chose to believe.

She didn't understand Confucianism, but she felt that Ziyou might be considered a gentleman.

After drinking the medicine, Jingyu reached out and untie the armor. His snow-white skin was exposed to the air. The towering cloud peak was covered with a white chest. Several blood stains were still on it. Jingyu picked up the medicine bottle and sprinkled it on the wound.

About a quarter of an hour passed, the sound of Jingyu sounded from the carriage.

"You can come in."

Ziyou lifted the curtain of the carriage, but did not go in and see Jingyu changing her clothes, empty medicine jars, and silver needles that had not been moved on the side.

"Aren't you afraid that I will poison the medicine?"

"As a disciple of Xuncun, I believe you will not do anything like poisoning. As a killer, the use and identification of poisons are my basic skills." Jingyu said.

Hearing Jingyu's words, Ziyou couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you for your trust."

"Where are we going?" Jingyu asked.

"Linzi."

"Linzi?"

"The debate has started again. I am going to go there to find Confucian people and take a look at the fun. The teacher, as the former sacrificial priest of the Jixia Academy, should come. Then you can explain to him about his uncle's affairs in person. Now, are there any safer places in the Jixia Academy?

No matter how powerful Luowang is, it is just a killer group. Even if it is backed by Qin, it dares not take blatant actions in Jixia Academy. Otherwise, it will attract the anger of the various schools of thought and Qi. I think even Lu Buwei would not dare to do this."

Ziyou's words are not unreasonable. Although Jixia Academy, as a place for academic discussions among various schools, is no longer as grand as it was, its status is beyond doubt. If someone dares to make trouble in it, first of all, you have to ask whether the Qi State and the Baijiajia whether they agree or not. If someone causes trouble, see who dares to study in Jixia Academy in the future.

Hearing Ziyou's words, Jingyu was obviously stunned. His eyes looked at Ziyou with a strange look and asked.

"How do you know who is the master of the net?"

You should know that although Luowang is close to Qin, no one has ever directly told who the master behind Luowang is, let alone Lu Buwei has only mastered Luowang in recent years.

"Is it difficult? Although the world is big, how many things can be hidden from the eyes of the hundreds of schools?" Ziyou said relaxedly.

Jingyu understands but not all. As a killer of Luowang, she understands the power of Baijia very well, but she thinks it is too exaggerated to what Zi lobby. Although Baijia is powerful, can she be stronger than the Seven Kingdoms?

Seeing Jingyu's disbelief, Ziyou didn't explain too much. Only when you have contacted it, you will understand what kind of power it is. The power mastered by the Baijia is called: knowledge.

At this time, the child started crying. Jingyu looked at Ziyou, and the meaning of expulsion in his eyes was unconcealed. Ziyou was a little embarrassed. She knew that the child was probably hungry and was about to feed her.

Ziyou turned around and got out of the carriage, sat outside the carriage, waiting for Jingyu to finish feeding, and the majestic city wall of Linzi could be faintly visible not far away.

At the same time, Jixia Academy Palace is in the main hall.

There is a high platform piled up in all directions in the center of the main hall, which is a place for debaters to debate. There are seats around the platform. The seats are very simple. Each seat represents a position, and a low table is placed in front of the table.

The main hall of Jixia Academy is mostly empty and will only be opened every time the debate or the king arrives. At this time, there are dozens of people sitting in the main hall. These people are middle-aged men wearing cloaks, some wearing Taoist robes, some wearing robes, and some wearing brocade robes. Each of them exudes majesty, which makes people dare not look directly at.

"The last time there were so many people in the main hall, do I remember the original dispute between nature and nature, right?" said the middle-aged man wearing a cloak.

The man was wearing a black and white uniform and a black sword around his waist. The man was the current Mohist master - the Six-fingered Black Hero. Behind him was a Mohist disciple who was also wearing a black and white uniform.

(End of this chapter)
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