"Uh-huh!"

The girl nodded repeatedly and then ran away.

"Psychedelic? Ha!"

"Yan Cang... despicable villain!"

After drinking seven or eight sips of tea, Zhao Mingshuang felt a little full, so she walked out of the house, went to the latrine, and stretched out her fingers to dig at her throat.

…

"Master Yang."

"Commander Wu, it's rare to come here once. Haha, this humble house is so full of glory!"

"My lord is joking."

The thin old man led Wu Yunling into the courtyard. The two walked together, with the latter slightly staggering half a step.

The old man opened his mouth and asked about the reason. The two of them had old friends, but it was more of a friendship between the elders. He knew each other's father, had been an official in the same dynasty, and was a fellow villager.

"Is it about the thief named Yan?"

Of course the old man knew that what Wu Yunling was doing now was related to the royal family's reputation. He didn't know the specific reasons, but he had heard from his colleagues that the thief was so bold that he not only caused trouble in the palace, but also had an affair with Daqi in the north.

Digging deeper, an old case was revealed.

"The emperor was furious and ordered the Qijia Division to detect and arrest the person within ten days. It has been four days now. I wonder how the situation has developed?"

Having said this, Wu Yunling stamped his feet, raised his tiger eyes, turned his head slightly, glanced at the old man in front of him, and spoke slowly:

"We have found the trace, injured him, and recovered the stolen palace jewelry. However, someone stopped him after he escaped into Wangjiang Tower last night. As for the old case..."

The tall man shook his head and stopped what he was going to say.

Obviously, these alone are not enough to calm the emperor's anger, let alone erase the slap that the other party slapped heavily on Emperor Liang's face.

But further down, there is nothing that a little eagle Inukikoji can do.

"Is there any evidence of compatibility?"

"Is it really related to foreign Korea? Or is it..."

Seeing Wu Yunling's imperceptible nod, a glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he was guessing, but also as if he was unexpected.

It involves a dispute over national origin...

The next moment, the old man sighed and said: "I didn't expect that they would really dare to take action."

"yes."

On the corridor, the two of them leaned on the railing and looked at the rockery, flowing water, orchid courtyard and terrace. The cold wind in winter was getting stronger and stronger, but they didn't know how long it would take for spring to arrive.

After thinking for a moment, the old man sighed: "After all, we are the younger generation. We can't bear our temper. We stood up too early."

Wu Yunling also agreed, with an incomprehensible tone.

"too early."

Many people who arrive early are actually not fully prepared.

…

The wind, howling wildly at first, gradually calmed down, but it was like a knife blowing, falling in front of and behind the house with ice-cold bones.

The sky was bright and Wen Song got up early.

Fetching water, cooking, collecting firewood, cleaning...

After a round of work, it was already bright. He carried a bucket and swung it to the kitchen. After filling the water tank, he put away the dishes. It happened that at this time, several young people of the same age walked out of the backyard.

, there were still three or five children in the team, their faces were sluggish and their eyes were sleepy.

"Good morning, Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Li is doing really well today. It seems that he will gain something yesterday!"

"Brother Liu, go wash up quickly, the food is ready."

The rest of the people responded one by one, mostly greeting him with a smile.

Everyone was still talking and laughing in the early morning light, and another person walked out of the backyard.

"Uncle Chen!"

The person who came here was in his fifties, with gray hair, a stooped body, a lean figure, and a long beard on his chin. His steps were steady and powerful, and he did not look old.

"Wen Song, I got up very early today."

"Wherever, the teachers in the academy teach and solve doubts. The students have nothing to offer and can only repay these trivial things. They should be more grateful to the elders in the academy for taking them in."

"Hahaha, Fangqingyuan is not so picky. Even I, the old man, wish I could hope that young people like you can learn more about literature and martial arts, serve the emperor's family, and spread the name of Fangqing."

As Uncle Chen approached, six or seven older gentlemen came from the courtyard one after another.

Wen Song saw this and was extremely grateful to these teachers from Fangqing Academy. If it weren't for them, he would have been stuck outside the city, hungry and cold, without any means of transportation, and he would have been carried away by the refugees.

, or the bones are buried by the roadside, or the fallen grass becomes a bandit.

If he really wanted to do the latter, he would rather die than tarnish the reputation of the Wen family's ancestors.

Although the Wen family is not a wealthy family, it has produced officials for several generations, and it can be considered a scholarly family. Even though it has become weak in his generation and is no different from ordinary people, Wen Song still has the desire to serve his family and country in his heart.

Heart.

"The situation in the world is worrying. Although there are virtuous ministers and ministers in charge of affairs in the court, and the Holy Lord is wise, there are still treacherous and sycophants who occupy high positions and eat nothing."

Exorbitant taxes, conscription of soldiers, and exploitation at all levels caused the annihilation of every household!

Wen Song has been smart since he was a child. He understands the suffering of the people and realizes that he cannot let it go, but should devote himself to it. Just as the sages in the book said, nourish the righteousness and get rid of evil spirits!

Today, there are countless troubles in the world, but the real root cause lies in the court, in those sycophants. He wants to study, take exams, step by step, and return the world to a bright and clear sky!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! For this reason, Wen Song left his hometown and traveled thousands of miles to Jianye. He was ignorant and broke into this bustling, chaotic and undercurrent.

The world surges.

After eating and washing the dishes, it was already time to read in the morning before I knew it.

In the dilapidated academy, more than ten people of all sizes, led by the gentlemen, began to read the articles of the sages.

…

At the same time, outside Jianye City, a group of people from Yijianmen also arrived.

As soon as Chen Yu walked out of the interior scene, his mental energy spread around him, distorting the perception of others and making them unable to detect his own movements.

At this moment, Li Mubai was following a girl in a yellow dress, explaining something.

Huh?

He looked over, and a corner of his mind was vaguely touched, attracting his attention.

Qi and blood... Seeing the weak power brewing in the opponent's body, Chen Yu looked at the opponent's face again and remembered that this person was one of the people he had left the 'seeds of teaching' in Luo City. He seemed to belong to a certain sect.

Qingjun.

At that time, he was still a flower stand who only knew two or three tricks and had just realized his strength. Now it seems that he not only discovered the seeds, but also took the opportunity to condense the power of his own qi and blood.

Strength reaches the realm of greatness.

Moreover, there was not much stagnation in the circulation of Qi and blood, and it was obviously developed in a targeted manner. He even saw traces of several training methods different from the 'blood orifice method' in his eyes.

After the seeds of the transmission method are broken, only the initial seedling is passed down. As for how the seedling can grow and how much time it takes, it all depends on the cultivation of the other party.

Now it seems that at least the young man in front of me is walking very cautiously, his steps are not big, but very sure, and he is tapping the potential of this power bit by bit.

I just don’t know whether it’s him or someone else’s credit.

Maybe both.

Chen Yu didn't look any longer. He withdrew his gaze from the group of people walking away and fell back into his own hands.

A hollow flowing light fruit is quietly held in the palm of the hand.

It was the secret treasure he found in the interior.

Crush it, turn it into fine white light, and slide into the vigorous spiritual light in your body.

He closed his eyes slightly and quickly opened them again.
Chapter completed!