Li Changan turned around and walked towards the county government office.
Feng Buyi followed carefully and asked softly, "Sen, Sir."
"What?" Li Changan glanced at Feng Buyi.
Feng Buyi immediately shrank his neck, like a mouse being stared at by a cat, "Um...how should we judge whether someone deserves a crime or meritorious service?"
Li Changan smiled and patted Feng Buyi on the shoulder, "As long as someone who embezzles money for disaster relief does not confiscate all his family property, how can he be considered guilty and meritorious?"
"However, there is no need to tell those guys. It is always good to have a knife hanging over their heads."
Feng Buyi shuddered subconsciously and nodded.
"By the way, help me find a new house." Li Changan said.
"Sir... what are you going to do?" Feng Bu asked.
Li Changan took a deep breath, "Wait for the wind to come..."
…
The wind Li Changan said was faster and stronger than expected.
And all of them were caused by the third-grade scholar.
Just after they moved into that private house, An Shitang and Qin Zhenliang were already standing opposite each other in the yard.
An Shitang stood in front of Li Changan and looked at Qin Zhenliang,
"At the gate of the county government office, we have spared your life. It is not the behavior of a gentleman to repay kindness with enmity."
Qin Zhenliang sneered, "When did I say I would take action against him?"
"You can't stop what happened today."
"A martial artist with no literary skills and only a seventh-level martial arts master actually aroused the luck that only a third-level scholar can arouse, and even suppressed us."
"If you can't defend it, White Deer Academy can't defend it either."
Li Changan cupped his fists and saluted Qin Zhenliang, "Li Changan pays homage to the virtuous man."
"No, if you dare to swing a knife at me, it doesn't matter if this is not a good etiquette." Qin Zhenliang waved his hand.
Li Changan grinned and stood beside An Shitang with a dry smile.
An Shitang patted Li Changan on the shoulder.
After a while, he took back his hand and frowned slightly.
"What?" Qin Zhenliang always paid attention to An Shitang's expression and immediately stepped forward.
But An Shitang stopped him like a henchman, "Qin Zhenliang, what do you want to do?"
"I just want to see how Uncle Zhongyong is doing. After all, with such a huge amount of luck, if the body is overwhelmed, it will easily leave hidden injuries."
Qin Zhenliang smiled and said, "An Shitang, why are you so nervous? I won't do anything to him."
As soon as Li Changan heard An Shitang's name, his head immediately buzzed, as if he was electrified.
install……?
There seems to be only one Anjia in the entire Dajin...!
Qin Zhenliang noticed Li Changan's expression, and the look on his face became more and more interesting, "What? What did Uncle Zhongyong think of?"
He picked up a chair and sat down.
An Shitang can stop him alone, but there will only be more and more people coming from behind. Let alone An Shitang, the entire White Deer Academy cannot stop him.
There is no need to forcefully take action at this time.
Li Changan twitched his lips and looked at An Shitang awkwardly, "Dare you ask Mr. Xian, this An...?"
Qin Zhenliang reminded him "kindly" as if watching a play, "Yes, it's that An."
When Li Changan heard this, he immediately became nervous and quickly saluted An Shitang respectfully, "Chang'an pays homage to Duke An Xian."
An Shitang glared at Qin Zhenliang, then said "hmm" and said nothing more.
Li Changan touched his head, smiled and moved a chair over, "Xiangong, please sit down."
Qin Zhenliang looked on and shook his head, even a little gloating.
Although they belong to different academies, they are even hostile to each other.
But it's not time to take action now, it's really interesting to see the drama in front of you.
The two third-grade scholars were just sitting in the courtyard, and Li Changan felt uncomfortable all over.
One of them pointed a knife at him.
Another elder is Annan Zhi.
It's awkward everywhere.
"Are you two worthy gentlemen hungry? We happen to have some meat today, so I'll make a sweet and sour pork tenderloin for you two worthy gentlemen?"
After Li Changan finished speaking, he went straight into the kitchen without giving them a chance to refute.
In the yard, there were only two people left, still facing each other.
Qin Zhenliang shook his head helplessly and laughed dumbly, "Am I being pointed at a knife by such a lazy guy?"
An Shitang snorted softly, "I'm not doing anything serious."
…
at night,
The yard is brightly lit.
Li Changan knew that he didn't have to sleep that night.
A third-grade scholar appeared in the courtyard.
Even though everyone tried their best to control their aura, the atmosphere in the courtyard was still almost solidified into a mountain.
Two wise men, Zhao Hongshan and An Shitang, stood in front of Li Changan, and six other wise men from White Deer Academy also gathered together.
Yin Yin confronted Xian Gong from the other three courtyards and one prison.
In the courtyard, there were forty-three third-grade scholars standing.
It was comparable to the wedding banquet held after Li Changan came back alive.
A third-grade scholar, who is rarely seen in normal times and looks like a dragon but never sees its tail, is actually crowded in a courtyard at this moment. If word spreads, I don’t know how many people will be frightened to death.
"As expected of Li Chang'an, even if his literary skills are completely useless, he still uses literary methods to make us uneasy."
A wise man from Xiangshan Academy broke the silence in the courtyard.
"You and I also checked just now, and the literary skills have not recovered."
"With just one long poem, he actually inspired the luck of a whole county!?" The wise man of Wansong Academy frowned, "How on earth did he do it?"
"The power of luck is the key to the third level. Doesn't it mean that he can find another way in the future and enter the third level in one step?"
Qin Zhenliang shook his head and said, "How is that possible?"
"The situation was complicated at that time. People all over the county were kneeling and worshiping, gathering the good luck of Zewu County. Coupled with that long poem, it triggered that good luck."
"If a poem can really make someone advance to the third level in one step, wouldn't it mean that if we have been cultivating for decades or hundreds of years, we would be stupid and worse than pigs?"
Another virtuous man said, "Half of the luck has been absorbed by the body, and it is still impossible to restore civility."
"The other half of the luck is tempered to create the magic weapon of luck."
"Everyone must have seen that that magic weapon of luck can directly cut off luck and damage fate. It will harm even third-grade scholars. It must not be left in Li Changan's hands."
"Otherwise the harm would be too great."
An Shitang sneered, "I think the spiritual treasure you have is too dangerous. Why don't you give it to me and I can keep it for you?"
"You...!" The Xian Gong glared angrily.
An Shitang sneered, "Why do you think I don't know?"
"A great third-grade scholar wants to steal something from a junior. He is really shameless."
Zhao Hongshan said with a smile,
"That Hengyue Sword was originally just a treasure, and it cannot be seen by you or me."
"Even if you condense your luck and turn it into a luck magic weapon, you can cut your luck and kill your life. It is far more precious than other magic weapons."
"But the prerequisite for cutting luck and fate is to be able to kill people."
"Without the huge blessing of luck at that time, even if Li Changan wielded hundreds or thousands of knives, he would not be able to touch you and me."
"To put it bluntly, it can only fool ordinary people."
At this time, the wise man from the Imperial Academy asked, "Can I take a look at the song "Song of Righteousness"?"
"This poem will inevitably appear, so why rush it?" An Shitang said with a smile, "Since you have seen Li Changan's situation, please come back."
When the other third-grade scholars except White Deer Academy left, there was already a glimmer of light in the east.
Zhao Hongshan took Li Changan into the study.
Li Changan saluted respectfully, "Student has met Mr. Zhao Xian."
Zhao Hongshan patted Li Changan on the shoulder and nodded his forehead, "You kid, you are really capable."
"How dare you point the sword at the third level? Do you really think your life is tough?"
Li Changan quickly apologized and said with a smile, "The situation was urgent and the students had no choice."
"If it weren't for Mr. An Xian, your life would have been lost long ago, you know?" Zhao Hongshan said with hatred,
"There won't be a next time, you hear me?"
Li Changan nodded obediently.
Zhao Hongshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "When did you, kid, become so lazy?"
"Are you so obedient now? When the sword is pointed at the third rank, don't you want to chop off even the third rank?"
Li Changan chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao Xian, the students will definitely not dare to do it."
Zhao Hongshan sighed helplessly, "You, it's impossible to have a third-grade person guarding you all the time. This time it's just a coincidence."
"If something happens by then, it will be too late to regret."
As he said that, he took out a white brocade garment from the Xumi treasure bag, with golden patterns outlined on it. Just holding it in his hand and looking at it, it was filled with a sense of nobility.
"I'll wear this from now on."
"Xian Gong, what is this?" Li Changan asked in surprise.
Duke Xian of Zhao put the golden garment in Li Changan's hands and said solemnly, "Golden garment!"