The door of the National Education College was closed tightly, and no sound was made inside. No matter whether it was the heavy siege of the court or the arrival of the old eunuch with the imperial edict, it did not bring any change. It was always silent. Anyone who looked at the thick gate would think that there must be no one behind the gate.

In fact, there are always people behind the gate of the National Education College.

Two boxwood trees were planted behind the gate of the courtyard. After autumn, the leaves had become much sparse. The cold sky light fell through the branches and fell on a girl's face.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes were clear and childish. She was extremely young and was illuminated by the sky, which made her look even more charming, but the anxiety and fatigue on her face became much clearer.

Ye Xiaolian, a disciple of the inner sect of Nanxizhai.

Su Moyu stood beside her.

Dozens of female disciples from Nanxizhai stood behind them.

The sword has been thrust out long ago.

The skylight of Qingqiu can fall on their faces, but cannot fall on their swords, because the swords are too sharp and the sword light is too bright.

They have been guarding the gate of the National Education College.

Nanxizhai’s sword formation has been guarding here for three days and three nights.

Now, the female disciple of Nanxizhai is very tired, and after hearing the faint sound from outside the yard, his color changed slightly.

The Xuan Armored Heavy Cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty is invincible in the world. If he rushed over like this, even the sword formation of Nanxizhai could not support it.

"What should I do?" Ye Xiaolian looked at Su Moyu, and her clear little face was filled with nervousness.

Su Moyu turned his head and looked towards the direction of the library, thinking about the guy who had been silent since he came back from Tianshuling, and could not make up his mind.

"That's Mr. Lin! What else do you think? Why don't you open the gate of the courtyard to answer the order quickly!"

A student from the National Education College looked at the people in front of the school and shouted in horror: "Are you really ready to resist the order? I don't want to die with you!"

Listening to this person's words, a slight commotion occurred in the teacher-student group of the National Education College, and the discussion gradually rose, and some even quarreled fiercely.

Su Moyu looked at the student and remembered that he was a rich businessman on Henan Road, and silently remembered his name in his heart.

Ye Xiaolian looked at his gaze and thought he was a little shaken and looked at the teachers and students of the National Education College and shouted in a deep voice: "The saint has an order, and the disciples of Nanxizhai will definitely protect the safety of Dean Chen! If there are those who are greedy for life and fear of death, you will leave from the back door. Don't talk nonsense here, otherwise don't blame Zhai Jian for being ruthless!"

Hearing this, the rich businessman student on Henan Road changed his face and was very angry, but he didn't dare to say anything more, so he walked out of the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen students from the National Education College and several teachers also left the crowd, looking towards the back door.

Looking at this scene, the teachers and students who stayed in the venue couldn't help but curse, especially when they saw the eyes of the female disciples of Nanxizhai, they felt even more ashamed.

Su Moyu didn't say anything, but just kept the names of those who left in his heart.

Ye Xiaolian then realized that his silence did not mean that he was shaken. He asked in confusion: "What are you thinking?"

Su Moyu said calmly: "I was wondering, if the National Education College could be preserved, what method should I use to retaliate against these people."

Ye Xiaolian was slightly stunned, thinking when Su Moyu, who had left the palace and the affiliation, had his temperament changed when he was known for his politeness and modesty?

She didn't say that Su Moyu knew what she was thinking. He looked at the beautiful autumn scenery in the National Education College, and his face showed nostalgia and thoughts, "This is an interesting place. Anyone who has been here for a long time will change."

If such an interesting national education college can be preserved, it will naturally be very good, but if it has always been the most unreliable word.

Otherwise, why did he start to feel sad and miss him in advance now?

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Baihua Lane has been cleared, and the building opposite the lane has even been strongly flattened, leaving only the teahouse behind.

In the dust gradually growing, the teahouse that had watched dozens of martial arts battles in the various academies seemed very lonely, and the figures of hundreds of riders with black armored heavy riders were so terrifying.

The gate of the National Education College is still closed.

"I actually have such courage. It is indeed worthy of being the National Education College created by Dean Shang, and it is worthy of being His Majesty's junior brother."

Old Man Lin suddenly laughed, his smile full of emotion.

The voices of the elderly were a little muddy and light, and no one could hear them except the little waiter in front of them.

But the next sentence was heard by everyone present.

Old Master Lin looked at the closed gate of the National Education College, smiled and said slowly: "Director Chen is an lonely man, but the teachers and students in the National Education College... have family members."

Listening to this, a sound finally came from the National Education College, and there was also a commotion on the street.

Countless eyes looked at the old eunuch who was holding the seal.

Tian Hai Shengxue's face turned paler.

He had never expected that this old man Lin was completely different from the rumored upright and firmness, and that he had taken such a tough and despicable method!

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I don't know if I heard it wrong.

There seemed to be a sound in the depths of the National Education College.

Then, the main entrance of the National Education College, which had not been opened for three days and three nights, slowly opened.

What came towards us was a cold sword light, and more than 200 teachers and students from the National Education College.

Knowing that he was defeated, he was still in full swing and waiting.

Looking at this scene, both the Prince He and the Xuan Armored Heavy Cavalry all changed slightly.

Mr. Lin was very calm and even gave people a feeling that he felt a little relieved.

Su Moyu hasn't slept much in the past three days and is very tired, but his eyes are as clear as his voice.

He stood on the stone steps, looked at Old Master Lin and said, "One person is enough."

When the imperial edict arrived, the National Education College did not open the gate, set up incense tables, kneel down, and even let only Mr. Lin enter alone. This attitude was still extremely disrespectful.

Old Master Lin was not angry and said with a smile: "If you want to kill him, just one will be enough with me."

After saying this, he walked towards the National Education College and gently patted Su Moyu on the shoulder when he was rubbing against him.

Ye Xiaolian's expression suddenly turned sharp, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened slightly.

Nothing happened.

Su Moyu fell to the ground without bleeding and died.

Old Master Lin just wants to express his appreciation and importance to Su Moyu.

In this major event, the two powerful people in the sacred realm, Wuqiubi and Buy Hong, have made great contributions.

Su Moyu is a unique nephew, but he stayed in the National Education College afterwards. He may be very stupid to the world, but in the eyes of Mr. Lin, who has been stupid all his life, this is amazing.

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The door of the library is open, and the sky light falls on the smooth black floor, which is bright and can be seen.

Chen Changsheng sat by the window, not looking at the autumn scenery outside the window, lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Old Man Lin looked at him quietly for a long time.

Chen Changsheng did not move or speak, but just lowered his head.

Old Master Lin suddenly understood that he was looking at his reflection on the floor.
Chapter completed!