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Chapter 35 The Statue of Huli

After Yang Ying left the academy in anger, she came to a manor adjacent to the Governor's Mansion. When she walked in, the guards on both sides clasped their fists and saluted.

She kicked open the side door and entered the inner courtyard. She saw that the hall was empty. She pulled a servant over and asked strangely: "Where is my brother? Where has he gone?"

The servant hurriedly replied: "Mr. Yao is here. He seems to be teaching the governor some knowledge."

"Mr. Yao?"

Yang Ying was startled and lowered her voice unconsciously.

At this moment, an old man in his seventies slowly walked out of the inner hall. His expression was calm, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in the world.

When Yang Ying saw him, she bowed politely and said, "Mr. Yao."

Mr. Yao raised his hand to return the salute and said: "Yang Weiwei."

Yang Ying said anxiously: "Mr. Yao came out so early. Did my brother do something wrong? Mr. Yao told me that I will teach him a lesson." As she said that, she waved her fist.

Mr. Yao said: "No, the Protector is very good. I came here to ask for a leave of absence. My father has been unwell recently and needs me to serve at the bedside. I'm afraid I won't be able to teach the Protector anymore."

Yang Ying was startled, with a worried look in her eyes, and said: "Is Mr. Yao's health in bad condition again?"

Mr. Yao said calmly: "I have been coughing since the beginning of spring. Later I recovered a little and barely passed the doctor's meeting. Now my condition is showing signs of getting worse."

Yang Ying hesitated for a moment and said: "But, but, at my uncle's place, he..."

Mr. Yao said calmly: "The captain agreed."

Yang Ying suddenly felt disappointed.

Mr. Yao glanced at her and said, "I heard that Weiwei went to class today?"

Yang Ying immediately raised her head and said, "Yes, my uncle arranged for me to go there to learn a foreign language. My husband is also very good, but he is a bit strict."

Mr. Yao said: "Then study hard and be strict, sir. It will be a good thing for you."

He paused and warned: "Take good care of the Protector."

Yang Ying hummed heavily.

She turned around and watched Mr. Yao walk out, looking at the somewhat bleak back. For some reason, her nose felt a little sore and she felt a little empty in her heart.

After a while, she snorted and said angrily: "My younger brother must have made him angry, otherwise how could he leave!"

She turned around and walked in with long strides. The attendants next to her saw her like this and did not dare to stop her.

Rushing to the inner hall, I saw a handsome boy about ten years old sitting on it. He had single eyelids and slightly golden eyes. He was wearing a majestic uniform and a territorial crown with a necklace hanging on his head. He looked like a little adult.

appearance.

When the child saw her, she put down what she was holding, stood up, saluted, and said, "Sister."

Yang Ying rushed forward in a few steps, grabbed her brother's collar, and said fiercely: "Tell me! Did you do something bad to make Mr. Yao angry?"

The child's eyes widened in shock, and then he said anxiously: "Sister, sir, he wants to leave on his own, and I can't stop him."

Yang Ying glanced at him suspiciously and said, "Really?"

The child nodded vigorously.

"well!"

Yang Ying let go of her brother, and went to one side in frustration and sat down on the couch covered with thick brocade cushions. She was inexplicably upset, and her eyes were a little more confused.

The child walked up to her and asked cautiously: "Sister, are you okay?"

Yang Ying glared at him angrily.

The child looked at her a few more times and asked curiously: "I heard that sister went to the school today. I wonder what it's like there? Does Mr. Yao teach the same knowledge as Mr. Yao?"

"It will be whatever it is."

Yang Ying replied impatiently, but then she thought that she still had homework to do, and she suddenly felt like her head was going to explode.

She looked at her brother, rolled her eyes, and said, "Want to know what I learned today? Bring me a pen and paper, and I'll tell you to write."

The child uttered an ooh and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, crawled to the front of the case, took out the paper and pen, and then looked at her eagerly.

Yang Ying coughed and began to dictate.

In the past, she always learned things through her left ear and out her right ear. She was not as smart as her brother, who could teach everything once, so she planned to write down as much as she could remember, and let her brother learn what she couldn't remember.

Just play it casually and it will be over after a while.

But she was surprised to find that she actually remembered all the things taught in class today and said them without thinking.

After she finished speaking, she felt as if she was in a dream. She snatched the pen holder from the child's hand and poked her cheek. Well, it hurt a little. She secretly wondered, "Am I always very smart? It's just that I have always been smart before."

Didn’t you study seriously?”

The little boy looked at the words he had written, his face full of admiration: "This gentleman is as good as Mr. Yao."

Yang Ying said angrily: "You didn't go to class, what do you know?"

The child retorted this time: "But my sister sometimes can't remember what Mr. Yao said, but she can memorize everything this gentleman said."

Yang Ying was stunned, and then fell silent.

The child was a little at a loss, so he pulled her and said, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Ying shook her head and said, "It's nothing." She stood up, stepped forward and hugged her brother, saying, "Mr. Yao asked me to study hard and take good care of you, and I will do it."

Zhang Yu has returned to his residence at this moment. From the status and background of these students today, it is not difficult to see that the Governor's Office attaches great importance to this matter.

Originally, as an assistant teacher, he still had the obligation to teach preschool education, but now the academy wanted him to focus on this, so that he did not have to be responsible for it for the time being.

But after he finishes teaching Jianzhao, he will probably have to fulfill his responsibilities as an assistant teacher.

When he came to the study, he picked up the newspapers of the past few days from the desk and read them one by one.

There is not just one newspaper here, but more than a dozen.

Today's newspapers cannot be opened by just one person, they must have a profound background, and if anyone dares to privately publish news from other newspapers, the Sikou Yamen Office will come to visit him the next day.

In this way, for the same thing, the news published in different newspapers may not be consistent. And by comparing them with each other and observing and analyzing them from multiple angles, it is helpful to make decisions on some key news.

More accurate judgment.

He noticed that news of the Protectorate's arrest of Aberrant God believers had appeared in most newspapers recently, and the density was very high.

While he was flipping through it, he found a tabloid inside, which looked familiar. He recalled that it was very similar to a newspaper he saw on the dock when he arrived in Ruiguang that day.

The above content is very eye-catching. It is said that a village with hundreds of people and livestock disappeared overnight somewhere outside Ruiguang City. It is suspected that it was lured away by some believers of the alien gods. But the specific date, location, and name of the village

Absolutely nothing, it’s hard to believe the authenticity of this.

He thought for a while, then called Li Qinghe in and asked, "Where did you buy this newspaper?"

Li Qinghe replied: "Sir, it was sandwiched in a certain newspaper. Qinghe thought it was also a newspaper, so he didn't take it away."

Zhang Yudao: "If you see it again next time, don't throw it away. Bring it back as well."

Li Qinghe said: "Sir, I remember."

Zhang Yu flipped through it again at this time, and happened to find the newspaper printed and distributed by the Hanmo Newspaper Office. He searched for it and saw an article in the lower right corner. It was the article that Li Qinghe had given to Anluju before. I think there should be many people there now.

Saw it.

In Ruiguang East City, in the courtyard of a mansion covering an area of ​​more than ten acres, in the grand and gorgeous main building, Duan Mo was wearing glasses and reading today's newspapers.

But he found that the place where clothes and food were originally introduced had been replaced by an unfamiliar article. It felt a little strange and a little regretful at the same time. Just as he was about to see what this article had to offer, he heard a ringing sound and there were attendants outside the door.

He reminded: "Jun Yamen, the young master is back."

Duan Mo came to the window and saw a carriage driving in from outside the house. A chubby little fat man got down from the top. However, he did not come towards the main building, but went straight to the kitchen.

After waiting for a while, a servant in his thirties came up and said with some embarrassment: "Jun Yamen, please forgive me, but Young Master is also very hungry. He ate a lot along the way, but he still complains that he is hungry."

Duan Mo said with a smile: "It's okay, I know I'm hungry, so I'm just using my brain! Well, today's gentleman is a bit smart." He said to the servant: "Let him come back to me after eating, I have some questions to ask him.

"

The servant bowed and retreated.

Duan Mo returned to the recliner, picked up the newspaper, and turned back to the article he just read.

It is written here that many indigenous tribes like to worship "Onnu", the god of cleansing, and place the statue of Onnu at home. Even some villages under the jurisdiction of the Duhufu also have special altars.

Not only that, many Tianxia people now also have this habit. Although the Duhufu has repeatedly banned it, it has little effect. The reason is that this statue has the effect of driving away rats, snakes, and venomous insects.

But at this point, I changed my writing and mentioned that many people think this is a gift brought by divine power, but in fact it is a "scam" that has lasted for thousands of years.

Duan Mo looked at the front, originally thinking that this was another denunciation issued by someone in the capital hall prohibiting the worship of alien gods, but after reading this, he became more interested. He sat up straighter, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

He unfolded the newspaper and continued reading.

It is written below that the god "Onnu" has such ability because he actually uses a kind of wood called "Huli wood".

"Huli wood" is a kind of wood that grows near Anshan. It is usually used to make furniture and is available in almost everyone's home. But few people know that the core of Huli wood that is more than 200 years old has its core due to its age.

Over a long period of time, a weak spirituality of vegetation will be born, which will have the ability to drive away rats, snakes and poisonous insects.

The article mentioned that perhaps the ancient indigenous ancestors discovered the role of the core of the Huli tree and carved it into statues of gods. Later they thought it was the gods who protected them, but in fact, it was themselves who protected the people, not others.

thing.

In the last paragraph, the article also teaches people how to distinguish the specific age and authenticity of Huli wood, as well as various ingenious methods to repel insects and ants when there is no such wood core.

After Duan Mo read it, he felt enlightened.

He found it very interesting. In the past, most of the things published in newspapers were strictly worded. Even the food introductions he liked before were also very rigid. It is rare to see such things that are both interesting and can break the rules invisibly.

Amazing article.

Moreover, the entire article is logically clear, the sentences are accurate, and it is also interesting. It also involves a lot of knowledge, which is definitely not something ordinary people can write.

He couldn't help but move his eyes to the bottom, where he saw the signature "Tao Sheng".

He thought for a while, he had never heard of this name before, and he guessed that the other person should be a teacher or academic order of Taiyang Academy, otherwise it would not be published in the Hanmo Newspaper.

While I was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door, and then a man who looked like a manager hurriedly walked in.

He raised his head and said, "What's the matter?"

The steward bowed his head and said: "Jun Yamen, Sikou Yamen requests the arsenal to allocate one hundred fire guns."

Duan Mo took off his glasses and frowned: "I gave them a hundred just last month, why do I need them again this month?"

The steward sighed: "I don't blame them. I heard that a few days ago, the Sikou patrol discovered a worship site of the heathen cultists, and a fight broke out between the two sides. It is said that more than fifty people were killed and injured, and more than thirty fire guns were robbed.

gone."

Duan Mo frowned and said, "Is it so serious?"

The housekeeper said helplessly: "There are also complaints in the Sikou Yamen Office, because these matters should have been handled by the Shenwei Army, but the Yajun also knows that after this military meeting, the Shenwei Army announced that they would be reorganized and redeployed all their personnel.

gone back……"

Duan Mo sighed: "This is putting pressure on the capital. It seems that someone in the capital is going to step up and resign to appease the Shenwei Army." He thought for a while and said: "Give them the money, and then give it to them.

They allocate an additional hundred!"

The steward was surprised and said: "Yajun, are there too many?"

Duan Mo said in a deep voice: "Not many. If the weapons are broken, they can be rebuilt. If the people are gone, there will be nothing. The lives of my people in Tianxia are much more valuable than those so-called pagan cultists!"








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