It was four o'clock in the morning and it was dark.

Crunch...

With the harsh sound, the side door of Xuanwu Gate of Erhuicheng slowly opened.

Outside the door, a group of people flocked to each other, each wearing white plain clothes and a solemn face.

They are old and young, and the younger ones look only sixteen or seventeen years old, while the older ones are already sixty or seventy years old.

The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, but they were heavy and angry.

Under the leadership of the palace guard, this team of more than 100 people walked half an hour and stepped straight into the inner courtyard of the palace.

In front of the Golden Palace, the huge schoolyard is brightly lit.

The "Silver Dragon Army" soldiers in silver armor stood in their own positions like javelins, with sharp eyes and scanning the surroundings.

"Welcome to my emperor, my emperor's destiny is like a dragon, and he will live forever!"

More than a hundred people knelt down together, and in a deep voice, a scholarly aura was revealed.

Tianlong established a country with martial arts, and then became more powerful and powerful, which almost led to the destruction of the country. Later, he learned from his mistakes and began to focus on the civil servants.

Therefore, the rule that the Lord Tianlong Kingdom, except for the officials, as long as more than a hundred literati gathered and wanted to meet the Lord, they could enter the palace from the side of Xuanwu Gate and meet the Lord.

But the country's opinion depends on the situation.

The gate of the Golden Palace was open, but the poker-faced man walked out.

He said lightly: "The king is ill. I won't pay my respects today and tomorrow. What's the matter with someone coming? I'll go to the Nanwang Mansion to deal with it."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and after looking at each other, they were shocked and angry.

But everyone dared not say anything more.

The king has already issued an order that if he does not obey, he will resist the order.

For scholars, propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame are the most important. Heaven, earth, king, parents and teachers must obey them above the five directions.

"Here!"

Then, the scholars who had gathered early in the morning walked for another half an hour and walked out of the Xuanwu Gate side door as the same way, standing under the palace wall, silent.

"Everyone, what the king of the country said is very true. We have a wrongdoing and debt. Since it is the King of Southern Xu Mutian who arrested Duke Yi in the Ministry of Justice, we naturally have to go to the Prince of Southern Palace to find justice." Someone said.

Many people immediately changed their qualities: "The barbarians in the southern border are not transformed. The Southern King Xu Mutian is a reckless man butcher. Although we are well-read poetry and books, can we reason with him? I'm afraid it's like playing the piano against a cow."

"Even so, are we afraid just waiting?"

Another person looked generous and said, "Looking at the ancient dynasty to the present, scholars all over the world have used the three-inch pen tip as a blade. The above can write merits and the below can write treacherous characters. Even if Xu Mutian killed me, he would not be able to kill me with pride and full of passion!"

"Not bad! Even if you die, you have to fight for the bright world and clear sky and earth!"

"I'm the one! I'm eighty-two years old and I have no fame in my life. If it weren't for Yi Gong's appreciation, I'm afraid I'll still suffer from cold and suffering at home. Yi Gong's kindness is worthy of my life!"

"The teacher is the leader of the literati in the world and ranks among the three masters. How noble is he? Now he is bullied by barbarians. How can we stand by and watch?"

"I am not talented, I have thirty years of knowledge and three years of fame and fortune. Now I am the Duke of Yi, and I am willing to give up everything!"

"I am a talented man with great knowledge and amazing courage. I dare to splash blood for the justice of the world for five steps!"

A group of people said everything and said it was very touching, with tears in their eyes and sobbing in their hearts.

Then, with great sorrow and enthusiasm, he headed straight to the Southern Prince's Mansion.

The imperial guards in front of the door looked at the backs of these people and looked at each other.

"What are they talking about?"

"Can't understand."

"Of course, we can't understand the rough people. Let's watch them make trouble. It has nothing to do with us anyway."

"What the lieutenant said is very true!"

Six o'clock in the morning.

The star of enlightenment is still flashing.

Second, I returned to Chengnan Street, and it was cold and quiet.

A group of people arrived in a vast expanse and stood outside the Nanwang Mansion.

"Who are you waiting for? What are you doing in the Nanwang Mansion?" asked the imperial guard at the door.

"Please report to the King of Southern, scholars all over the world for their experience!" The leader was in his thirties, with a straight and round mouth, and his voice was mixed with a righteous and unrighteous air, neither humble nor arrogant.

The imperial guards did not hesitate and immediately entered the mansion to report.

At this time, Xu Yi had already gotten up. After looking at Yichen's condition, he practiced the fitness method passed down from the ancient dynasty in the backyard: Tai Chi.

"My king, just now the guards of the imperial guards came to report that a group of scholars came from outside the mansion, saying that they wanted to see you." Hongye walked over lightly and whispered.

Xu Yi still slowly stretched out his hand, hugged the round, pushed it slightly, turned sideways, and hugged the round again.

"Yi Gong's disciple?" Xu Yi asked calmly while practicing Tai Chi.

Hongye nodded: "It should be."

"Let them wait outside the door, open the door at 8 o'clock, and let Tianshu secret machine gather all the information outside the door, and let me take a look at it myself."

"Here."

Hongye turned around and left.

Not long after, Xu Yi finished a set of Tai Chi and stopped.

A rising sun rose from the horizon, and the orange-red morning light instantly sprinkled every corner of the world.

The capital was awakened.

After three or four times, Xu Yi seemed to be able to hear the noise outside the city four times.

The country is prosperous and the people are strong! The country is prosperous and the people are safe!

"My king, breakfast is ready." Hongye walked over gently and put on a long robe for Xu Yi.

The temperature in the capital is lower than that in Bashan County.

Although Xu Yi is not afraid of the cold and can even stay in the northern border, Hongye has become accustomed to wearing clothes and sending water when it is cold and hot.

There are only hundreds of millions of creatures in the world that are limited to Xu Yi.

"What is breakfast?" Xu Yi asked.

"Longyuan lotus seed soup... It is said that for a while, the king of the country wanted to eat longan lotus seed soup, but the imperial kitchen always refused to make it, which made the king of the country so angry that he didn't want to go to court." Hongye said.

Xu Yi couldn't help but smile: "Then I have to try it."

During the meal, Hongye sent some information.

She didn't let Xu Yi see it herself, but chanted softly.

This made Xu Yi feel like he was returning to southern Xinjiang.

After listening to everyone's basic information, Xu Yi had already eaten it slowly and chewed it carefully, and ate three large bowls of longan lotus seed soup.

"It's not unreasonable for the king to make me a messenger." Xu Yi shook his head.

Xu Yi respects and admires truly knowledgeable wise men.

But these disciples of Yi Gong outside the sect, the so-called scholars in the world, have forgotten their original intentions.

They are nothing more than trying to win enough benefits for themselves and enjoy a life of luxury and food under the name of scholars.

Yi Gong is here, and their backers are here.

If Mr. Yi is not here, their jobs will be unstable.

That's why they all flocked to "seek justice" for Yi Gong.

Of course, there are also blinded ones.

But even one cannot distinguish right from wrong and be deceived by others. Is this kind of person worthy of being called a scholar?

"My king is not a messenger." Hongye carefully corrected Xu Yi's remarks.

Xu Yi smiled: "This capital is like a blocked pit, and what you need is a 'rebellious' messing stick like this king."

Hongye obviously still couldn't agree with this statement: "This capital is a turbid pool of water. There are countless stinky fish, rotten shrimps, dead crabs and poisonous insects in the pool. You need a dragon like my king to sway the clear and turbid, and the pool is clear and clean!"

Xu Yi smiled aloud: "You should be more elegant."

"My king, it's almost eight o'clock." Hongye looked at the time and said.

Xu Yi nodded: "Open the door, you can't let scholars who are paying attention to this matter develop hatred for me in southern Xinjiang."

"I am going to fight against all the scholars?" Hongye smiled.
Chapter completed!