Chapter 3: The righteousness of the Xia tribe

"Uncle Ming, as a man of the Xia tribe, seeking profit and avoiding harm is not chosen by a real man. I am in a corner because of my fear of life and death? No, I, Liu Hao, don't want to do so. Even if I die in Wuyang, I will have no regrets. The students of the Imperial College have already left their houses and all went to Wuyang Pass." Liu Hao replied loudly.

"Uncle Ming, I also want to go to Wuyang. If it weren't for Brother Lu and the other three, my father wouldn't have been wronged, and I wouldn't have lived until now. Brother Lu is now in prison and Changming is powerless, but I hope I can go to Wuyang and protect Wuyang Pass for Brother Lu. Even if Wuyang dies, Changming will have no regrets." Ji Changming was sincere and his tone was firm.

"Hey, don't think about it. I can't go there in the lineage of the Inspectorate. Moreover, as far as I know, there are only people in the Imperial College. Some students from the ground office went to Wuyang, and none of the heavenly houses left Beijing. Even if there are people in the land office, most of them are martial arts students. There are not many students in the whole school and literature." Uncle Ming's plain tone contained a loss and a faint sadness.

"Uncle Ming, have you seen outside the capital? How many wandering souls, how many warriors, and how many students rushed to Wuyang, why can't we go? The inspector's lineage, I will leave, after I leave, I can always go." Liu Hao looked excited. In order to go to Wuyang, he could even say such words from the inspector's lineage.

"Away from the Inspectorate, Liu Hao, are you kidding? Don't treat ignorance as fun."

"Uncle Ming, just think of a solution for us."

"impossible!"

There was constant disputes between the private rooms next door, and no one could convince the other party. Guo Anyu was still listening quietly at first, but tears fell one after another as the quarrel escalated. A happy smile appeared on her face and her expression became more and more firm.

Neither Guo Anyu nor Xiao Changming nor others knew that opposite their private room, Guo Yue and Xu Xiangzhao's youngest son Xu Pengcheng had just sent off a group of Imperial College students to sit back to the private room. Just now, the two were all around the Imperial College children, and students from each of them were very flattering and deliberately flattering and pleasing words, probably to use all the Chinese studies to learn.

Although the two elegances were separated by two corridors and a patio, due to Liu Hao and Xiao Changming's loud voices, the content of the conversation was still heard by Guo Yue, Xu Pengcheng and others.

"Young Master Guo, the Censorate is really a silence. I'm in a hurry to go to Wuyang to die."

Guo Yue deeply agreed with Xu Pengcheng's contemptuous words, agreed and sighed: "They are in a hurry to die, why should we be that bad guy? Those who know the times are heroes. The students who have just seen are good. The clan students with literary talents and the clans behind them are of great strength, and they will definitely become a beneficial help for you and my brothers in the future. So what about the students of the Imperial College? Clan power is everything. The family and country are just empty talk. Without grains and grains, how can you talk about being noble without being able to get rid of your belly."

"It's really good. Whether it's talented or family background, it's the best. It will be introduced to my father in a few days. The court is where men show their talents. The borders and battlefields are where those young men should go." Xu Pengcheng then smiled and agreed.

Guo Sheng nodded repeatedly to express his agreement, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of Lingcha tea soup, and asked softly: "Pengcheng, how is the progress of the negotiations with you? When will it be done?"

When he said this, Guo Yue seemed careless, but his eyes never left Xu Pengcheng opposite him for a moment. Obviously, this matter was extremely important to him.

Xu Pengcheng was still intoxicated by the compliments from the Imperial College students and responded casually: "Don't worry, my father will definitely not allow the Shangguan boy to walk out of the prison of the Zuojun Governor's Office alive."

Hearing this, Guo Yue had an irresistible smile on his face and said loudly: "How can you live up to the great time? I heard that Cui Weixuan has recently had a beautiful woman from the Western Principality. Her skin is as smooth as breasts, her front and back are bulging and her back are charming, her blue eyes and red hair are full of exotic flavors. It is better to choose a day than tonight, just tonight..."

"The spring night is short, haha..."

The conversation between Guo Yue and Xu Pengcheng was thought to be hidden, but the An Guard guards guarded in the private room were clearly heard. Besides, there were the students of the Imperial College who were in and out, so it was difficult to keep a low profile. After Changming and the other three left, Guo Anyu no longer had the intention to stay here, but had to wait for Guo and Xu to leave before leaving.

In the same teahouse, in the three private rooms on the same floor, one is nostalgic and sad, one is passionate and iron-bone, and one is secular and realistic, which truly stages the cold and cold world of human feelings.

Imperial College, a place where the gods and even the Xia tribes cultivate talents, Ouyang Jijiu did not interfere with the students' choice after leaving the prison, and each made his own choice.

Indeed, as the Uncle Ming said, the Imperial College students went to the court, the earth, the people, and the few people left the prison to go to the Five Sheep. Most of the students of the whole school and literature stayed in the capital. They either planned to participate in the school and the clan school or started visiting relatives and friends, and planned for future ways out. Even if they left the capital, they would return to the county and prefecture where their clans were located. The clans had already set a vacancy.

The Imperial College is a microcosm of the Divine Bird. The nine major counties of the Divine Bird are mostly wandering souls with low strength. As for those clans, there are not none, but few.

Those who are righteous are often dog-slaughtering people, and those who are unfaithful are scholars.

Emperor Changsheng leisurely enjoyed flowers in the garden of the Imperial City, and only followed Wang Wei, the Imperial Secretariat. After the sacrifice, early spring came, and the garden quietly revealed the spring spirit. Forsythia bloomed with buds, and the faint fragrance of flowers drifted.

"You have done everything you have told me, what's the situation? That's Xianting, the supreme Xianting of the Xia tribe, and the Xianting of the clans who bow down to each other. If you can't do it well, your Emperor's Office will be punished." Emperor Changsheng sniffed the fragrance of flowers with an intoxicated look on his face and said softly.

"Report to my emperor, the news has been dispersed before the sacrifice. No one dares to refuse to follow the post of Xianting. Those wandering souls and clans rushed to Wuyang Pass, hoping to shine in Wuyang Pass and be appreciated by Xianting." Wang Wei hunched over, buried his head and lowered his head. In his gentle tone, he seemed to praise but actually sarcastic words, there was a vague intention of seeking credit for himself.

"That's good. He has a true god slave, and there are thousands of warriors. It's still unknown who is stronger and who is weak! The Five Sheep Border Army will not be defeated too badly, so there should be many left behind." Emperor Changsheng muttered softly, but his expression was very complicated. The Five Sheep Border was the most important part of his planning. He was unwilling to make more soldiers of the border guards die in vain, and he was unwilling to give up his plans in his heart, and he was confused about contradictions.

"How is Cheng'en Palace?"

"It's still in dispute and no resolution has been made."

"Okay, you go down, stare at Cheng'en Palace and report it all the time."

"The old slave takes his leave."

The Emperor's Attorney Wang Wei slowly retreated and left the garden to Cheng'en Palace.
Chapter completed!