After the dispersion of the dynasty, outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony,
Zeng Wanlian, the Minister of Household Affairs, was surrounded by court officials inside and outside.
"Master Zeng..."
"Master Zeng..."
None of these court officials dared to say anything, but they all had glaring eyes, and they all knew what it meant.
Zeng Wanlian hugged his fists towards the other courtiers, and then hurried to the Hubu Yamen.
Not long after,
Five other ministers came uninvited.
"Master Zeng..." The five people clasped their fists in salute, and then waved away the others outside.
The six people set up a good atmosphere in the study, blocking all outside prying eyes.
Gu Shihong, the Minister of Rites, then said, "This matter must be carefully considered and the person selected must be cautious."
"If the chaos in the three southern prefectures can be resolved, it will be of great benefit to all the accompanying officials."
"But if it can't be solved, it will be an endless pit of fire. It's not as simple as you and I moving to the left."
Tang Lu, the Minister of Punishment, nodded and said: "Now the people all over the country are staring at this matter. Every word and deed of the Nanxun Zhenfusi will be magnified. If there is a slight mistake, it will be irreversible."
"The spittle of those common people can drown people..."
"If it is not handled properly, the literary name will be stained, and at least the literary path will be hindered, and at worst, the literary document will be broken, and the person will die on the spot."
Xie Changbin, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, sighed lightly, "Now the six ministries are tied together, and all the escape routes are blocked."
"The candidates for the Southern Patrol Division must not be careless. They must all be capable officials who can do practical things, otherwise they will fail."
"If the six of you and I lose our position as minister, the academy will definitely replace them. It took a lot of effort for you and me to secure our current position as minister, but then we will have to hand it over to someone else."
Zeng Wanlian, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, signaled everyone to drink tea, "This time the six ministries are coordinating, I hope you will work together to maintain the current situation in the court."
"Although you and I belong to different academies, now that we have entered the court, we should always take state affairs as our top priority. Our future and destiny have long been tied to the destiny of the country."
"The Empress of Heaven is very ambitious. In today's arrangement, is it possible that she has no intention of controlling the six departments by herself?"
The other five people nodded one after another, "Don't worry, Mr. Zeng, this matter is related to the fate of the country and is closely related to the fate of all court officials. Within the court, Mr. Zeng can be moved at will."
…
Just when the situation in the court became treacherous due to the southern patrol to suppress Fusi,
Li Changan has returned to Dongyue County with Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong.
He personally smashed his ancestral hall and tablets, leaving the county magistrate to deal with the follow-up matters.
The county magistrate was beheaded, and now the county magistrate has been frightened out of his wits, as well as the members of the Han spy department who stayed here.
At least it will be stable for a few years.
Arrive at Dongyue County,
Li Changan first took Liu Zhiyin and his two daughters to meet Gu Weidao.
"Master, my disciple is unfilial and makes Master worried."
Gu Weidao looked at Li Changan, his serious face finally showed a trace of emotion, "Get up."
After saying that, he took Li Changan into the study.
The master and apprentice finally met again since their last separation in Linxian County.
"You have suffered." Gu Weidao held Li Changan's hand and sighed with emotion.
Li Changan chuckled and said, "Excuse me, Master, for worrying about me. I am able to come back alive this time, thanks to Master's blessing."
Gu Weidao patted Li Changan's hand and asked, "How is Li Changan doing?"
Li Changan just shook his head.
Duke Wuxu and Duke Xian of Zhao had already investigated it, but Li Changan used the sea of consciousness to seal most of the literary orifices.
Only a few rounds of poetry and civilization were left that he deliberately left out, allowing the literary energy to escape uncontrollably, causing the illusion of heavy damage.
"Have Duke Xian of Zhao and Duke Wuxu been investigated?" Gu Weidao asked.
Li Changan nodded, "I checked."
Gu Weidao seemed to be relaxed but mixed with a hint of heaviness, "You are indeed not suitable for being a scholar now. If you are as good as the forest wind, you will be destroyed."
"It's just...if you don't have literary skills, your future will be difficult...sigh..."
"It's all your fault for your shameless master. He doesn't protect you properly. He only likes to act like a hero. In the end, he still has to be rescued by his disciples!"
He was worried that Li Changan would be remembered by others, and he was also afraid that Li Changan would not be able to pursue a literary career in the future.
It's really a dilemma.
Li Changan comforted him and said, "Master, what can you do if you don't have literary skills? A disciple can reach the top just by relying on martial arts!"
Gu Weidao also thought of his disciple's performance in killing everyone in Fengchuan, and couldn't help but smile,
"That's right. Other warriors only know how to fight and kill, but you can become the most talented and learned warrior among them."
"In two or three days at most, the imperial court should send someone over, and then everyone from the Fourth Courtyard and the First Prison will definitely be mixed in."
Gu Weidao looked at Li Changan, "Are you ready to deal with it?"
Li Changan was silent for a moment, "Master, I would like to ask you to officiate my marriage."
"Officer of the wedding?" Gu Weidao was stunned for a moment.
Li Changan recounted the past between himself and Liu Zhiyin, his eyes reddened, "Zhiyin is willing to slander her reputation for the sake of my disciple, how can my disciple fail her?"
"My disciple wants to take this opportunity to give her and Linglong a status. Even if something happens again in the future, they will not suffer such sins again."
When Gu Weidao heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Zhiyin, this kid has indeed suffered a lot."
"Since the first eunuch of the Fourth Courtyard and the imperial court have sent people to see if my literary skills are there." Li Changan said,
"I will let them see it clearly, but they will be witnesses when they come."
"Anyone who uses the identities of my best friend and Linglong again in the future will be slapping these people in the face."
Speaking of this, Li Changan suddenly smiled and said,
"And to attend the wedding, these big shots, are you embarrassed to come empty-handed? I can also receive some benefits along the way."
Gu Weidao knocked Li Changan on the head.
"You brat, you should take good care of those jackals these days. When they calm down, you can take over the mess you threw at me."
"You managed to create such a situation without making any noise. Do you think your master died too slowly?"
Li Changan quickly flattered him and said, "That's because Master taught me well."
"You are much smarter than when you were my teacher." Gu Weidao said happily, then waved his hand, "Go away."
"Okay, disciple, please leave." Li Changan stood up, bowed respectfully to Gu Weidao, and then walked backwards out of the study.
…
"Getting married?" Returning to the small courtyard in Tonglu Hutong.
When Liu Zhiyin heard Li Changan talk about getting married, her heart suddenly started beating wildly, and her head felt dizzy, as if the world was spinning.
"Well, I want to get married to you and Linglong, so I'll let Master help us preside over the wedding." Li Changan held the hands of Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong.
When Liu Linglong heard this, her eyes instantly lit up, and she immediately hugged Li Changan's arm, "Okay, okay."
Liu Zhiyin finally calmed down, and then gave Liu Linglong a slap in the head, "Don't make trouble."
She looked at Li Changan and said, "Chang'an, Linglong and I are yours from the beginning to the end."
"But we can't get married now."
The yard suddenly became quiet.
Li Changan was stunned, "Why is this?"
Liu Zhiyin rolled her eyes at Li Changan, bit her lower lip, and couldn't help but gently tug his arm, "Did you forget that there are two girls?"
Li Changan blinked, feeling a little embarrassed, "That...I..."
Liu Linglong gently pressed Li Changan's lips and said, "It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. How come those academy students have groups of wives and concubines?"
"Miss Yan and Miss An have deep feelings for you, I know both."
"I originally thought that if you were no longer here, it would be enough for Linglong and I to keep vigil for you, so don't delay them."
"Luckily you are still alive, how can you betray their deep love?"
"Miss Yan, Master said that she is a descendant of the Yan Sheng family and will be extremely valuable in the future; Miss An is also a lady of the capital."
"They can all help you and are more suitable to be your wives than Linglong and I... ugh..."
Before Liu Zhiyin could finish what he said, he was blocked by Li Changan.
Li Changan hugged one in each hand and strode towards the north room.
"What kind of bullshit family background? Our Li family will not be weaker than any aristocratic family from now on."
"At my place, it's only first come, first served!"
Just when the thunder was about to stir up the earth's fire, Li Changan suddenly thought of something, and his forehead seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water.
Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong closed their eyes tightly, their faces flushed, and their hearts almost jumped out of their throats. They thought Li Changan was going to do something in broad daylight.
As a result, there was no movement for a long time. When he shyly opened his eyes, he found Li Changan sitting by the bed with a dejected look on his face.
"Chang...Chang'an?"
Li Changan just shook his head, his eyes were filled with flames, and he muttered,
"Gouri's "Great Zhou Tian Xuan Fa" requires a fifth-level martial artist to return to the Yuan Dynasty, and a fifth-level literary gentleman to be deprived of his virginity. He said that he must keep that innate essence."
"Waiting for..."
"Your uncle!"
…
Two days later,
The people near Tonglu Hutong poked their heads curiously and looked at the ordinary courtyard of the house.
"I heard that Uncle Zhongyong is alive again!?"
"Isn't that right? I just say that Zhongyong Boji people have their own destiny."
"What's going on today? There are so many people."
"Uncle Zhongyong came back victorious, and the imperial court sent many people over."
"There is a red word "囍" posted on the door. This is..."
"Uncle Zhongyong is getting married. Look, look, look. The polite manner in which the important figures in the court see Uncle Zhongyong is completely different from the arrogance they showed last time."
"Isn't this nonsense? They are facing Uncle Zhongyong, the first great hero in our Jin Dynasty to have a fiefdom!"
…
Outsiders only dared to watch from a distance, as groups of people wearing official uniforms lined up in Tonglu Hutong.
In this team, even the two largest officials in Dongyue County, the County Sheriff and the County Cheng, can only be ranked in the middle.
Li Changan, dressed in a red robe, was greeting guests in the courtyard.
The small courtyard was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, making it a festive scene.
At Liu Zhiyin's insistence, he didn't make any fuss, even though it looked a little crude.
But just looking at the big people who came to deliver gifts, even the weddings of the princes of the Jin Dynasty were not so grand.
There were not many people in the yard, the rest were all waiting outside.
Duke Wuxu and Duke Xian of Zhao sat in the middle hall.
Li Changan, led by Gu Weidao, saluted the guests in the courtyard one by one.
"This is Duke Xianhou of Songyue Academy."
"I have met the wise man."
"Uncle Zhongyong, you're welcome." Hou Xiangong smiled and took Li Changan's hand, patting it gently.
"Uncle Zhongyong has made such great contributions to the country and the people, and has made such great contributions to the country. In the future, the Great Jin Dynasty will rely on young heroes like Uncle Zhongyong."
Sure enough, Li Changan instantly felt a power so pure that it seemed as if it was real substance, flowing rapidly through his body along the palm of his hand.
But he did not respond and allowed Hou Xiangong to investigate.
After a long while, Hou Xianggong let go of his hand, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
Li Changan saluted again and followed Gu Weidao to salute the next guest.
"This is Duke He Xian of Wansong Academy."
"I've met Mr. He Xian."
"Congratulations to Uncle Zhongyong..." He Xianggong, like Hou Xianggong, held Li Changan's hand.
…
"This is Mr. Gu Xian of Xiangshan Academy..."
"This is Duke Wang Xian of the Imperial Academy..."
…
Li Changan was stunned when his hand was "kindly" held by more than a dozen virtuous men. Each of them had a smile on their face, and they looked like the kindest elders.
Outside the door, the court officials who were not qualified to enter, as well as the important figures from the four courtyards and one prison who rarely came out, could only look in through the small courtyard door.
"The way of literature has indeed been abolished, and even the palace of literature has been completely disintegrated, leaving only the bright moon of the previous poems and stories."
"But even the Wen Palace has disappeared, so there is no use keeping these things."
"So, this personal enemy is no longer a threat?"
"At least Wen Dao can say so."
More than a dozen wise men present communicated with each other,
"But his martial arts is extraordinary."
"What's the use of being strong in martial arts? What White Deer Academy wants now is people with literary skills who can support the cultural heritage."
"Li Chang'an, who was originally the most promising, has now lost his literary skills and has lost the opportunity to take charge of Bailu Culture."
"Let's just be a martial artist from now on."
…
A wedding banquet was held for all the scholars of the third grade, and the host and guest enjoyed themselves.
More than a dozen virtuous men all drank several cups of Erguotou for the first time and waited until they left.
Only then did the officials, who had been waiting outside, come in and deliver the gift list.
If he didn't drink or eat when he came, it would make Li Changan look rude.
So Li Changan simply turned the wedding banquet into a flowing banquet and held it for three days.
three days,
There was an endless stream of officials, big and small, coming and going, making the narrow Tonglu Hutong the most official place in the entire Dongyue County.
People living nearby, when have they ever seen so many officials?
They were all filled with emotion.
"These past few days have been an eye-opener. Officials from the capital are coming in an endless stream, and all the governors and magistrates are accompanying me."
"It's so scary..."
"Those gift-givers are scary. They are carrying boxes one after another. I don't know if they can fit in such a small yard."
…
Li Changan has been receiving greetings and greetings in the past few days, and his face has frozen with laughter.
"Master, do you think there's a lot of schadenfreude behind these smiling faces?" After finally getting the answer, Li Chang'an asked Gu Weidao beside him.
"What do you think?" Gu Weidao asked with a half-smile.
"Ten percent."
"Still a little self-aware." Gu Weidao's eyes swept over the faces of these people.
"Your literary skills are broken and your future is lost."
"Now there are many people in the city, but in the future there will be many people in the city."
Li Changan shrugged, "My disciple has already prepared for this."
"But with so many gifts, this wedding banquet is worth it."
…
"Wen Dao has indeed been abolished. It's a bit difficult to handle." In the past few days, Duke Wuxu and Duke Zhao Xiang have been staying in Dongyue County.
On the first day, more than a dozen virtuous men came, and on the second day more than a dozen more came.
These wise men came with only one purpose, and that was to confirm whether Li Changan's literary skills were really ruined.
White Deer Academy wants to find a way to recover.
The other Xian Gongs from the three hospitals and one prison were here to confirm whether Li Changan still had the possibility of recovery.
"With the Palace of Wen dissipated, even if we find a piece of inheritance paper for him, it will be useless." Duke Wuxu frowned slightly, "What do other people say?"
Zhao Xianggong twirled his beard, "Master has been in seclusion, hoping to reach the first rank to forcibly renew Bailu's life. Wensheng Palace is currently quarreling."
"Some people advocate giving first-grade inheritance cultural relics, while others say that second-grade cultural relics are enough. As long as they can pass into the third grade, it should be fine."
"But at least everyone has the same mind and hopes to restore Li Changan's literary style."
"The Bailu cultural context is in danger. We old bones have tried everything but can't find anyone who can awaken the cultural context."
"Li Changan is the first in ten years, and there must be no mistakes."
The method of reflecting the literary spirit in front of Duke Wuxu remained on Li Changan from beginning to end, "Believe it or not, there must be secrets in this kid."
"If ordinary people's humanistic ways are abolished, I'm afraid they will cry and fight for life and death."
"But look at his eyes..."
"It's possible for him to make great progress in literature."
A smile appeared on Zhao Xianggong's face, "More than thirty third-grade scholars have investigated, there is no doubt that Wen Dao has been abolished."
"But his martial arts is indeed amazing. I am afraid that even if he is only allowed to practice martial arts, he may become the first second-grade martial artist in the Jin Dynasty in the future."
Duke Wuxu’s brows and eyes were full of worry,
"But the most important thing now is, after all, literary ethics..."
"Our original estimate was too optimistic. The current Jianmu can only last for thirty years at most. We are afraid that someone in the Wensheng Palace will lose their composure and take action by force."
Hearing this, Zhao Xiangong's eyes also flashed with a trace of cruelty, "They want to forcibly change Li Changan's body?"
Duke Wuxu looked at Duke Zhao Xian, "Kill Li Chang'an and summon his soul directly, and let him live a second life in Su Yuanqing's body!"
"Coupled with the first-grade inherited scribes, even if it loses one grade, Li Changan's second life can become a second-grade scribe in ten years."
"Let two people who have touched the context merge into one."
"Who hasn't thought of this method?"
As soon as these words came out, the murderous aura spread out like ice.
Zhao Xiangong twitched his lips, "If Li Changan is already dead and we try to summon his soul again, he will only be grateful to us."
"But he is still alive..."
"If he really wants to do this, it will only make him resent White Deer Academy. Let alone revive the cultural context, it would be nice not to directly cut off the White Deer Cultural Context completely."
"Don't do anything that will make him dissatisfied with the academy."
Duke Xian of Zhao sighed softly, "First think of ways to help him restore Wen Gong. If it really can't be restored, then think of other ways."
"I remember eight hundred years ago, didn't Lu Zhengju, who was known as the best in the world at that time, come up with the method of practicing Wen Dao acupoints? Let's go back and look for it."
Duke Wuxu shrugged, "You have to go back and do this, and by the way, you have to make peace with those guys in Wensheng Palace."
"Within five years, no coercive measures can be used against Li Chang'an. I'm afraid they will take matters into their own hands and do whatever they want secretly."
"There's also the matter about the Ministry of Accounts. Li Changan can be stuffed into it."
Zhao Xianggong was slightly startled, "You mean the Southern Patrol Division?"
"If the chaos in the Three Prefectures in the South is resolved, even if Li Changan is just an errand boy, he will get a lot of luck."
Duke Wuxu nodded and said,
"When the time comes, his name will be engraved on the merit monument, and we will help push it forward. Maybe there will be a chance to help him reopen the Wen Palace."
"That's a good idea." Zhao Xianggong chuckled and nodded, then disappeared into the void.