The coach was afraid of being blocked by the slow-moving brigade, so it went a little faster, and when it got closer, it was overtaking the convoy and heading for Handan.

Unexpectedly, a group of cavalry rushed behind the convoy.

The captain sighed: "Untouchables! Dare to stand in the way of the priest of the Holy East! ”

The two knights rushed and pulled the coach aside.

The rest of the riders rushed up, pulled all the passengers off the bus, and brought them to their knees on the side of the road.

The sound of a snapping whip sounded, and the slightly dissatisfied passengers were whipped.

Those passengers were ordinary people, how dare they say more, they all breathe heavily, trembling and kneeling on the side of the road.

Zhang Jingtao was also pulled out of the car.

It's just that the warrior didn't let him kneel when he saw that although his clothes and armor were a little dirty, he was very powerful and a samurai attire.

Because the samurai were not untouchables, but two samurai questioned him, and then they stayed by his side and waited for the car to pass by.

Again, these warriors were all druids in appearance, although some of them already had softer appearances.

When watching the car drive past, Zhang Jingtao saw a blue-eyed old man with a druid-looking appearance sitting in the car.

This old man has a long beard and a kind face, just like the grandfather who gives candy to the neighbor, but his eyes are as indifferent as a stone statue.

The gaze swept over itself in disregard and swept over the kneeling people.

The Holy Priest's face was very gentle, and he nodded slightly.

Zhang Jingtao knew that this holy priest was Zhou Wang Jiyan.

Because there are only five holy priests under the high priest of Confucianism, the holy east priest who will be among them refers to the king of Zhou.

After that, there were a hundred transport trucks in the procession, which were full of cargo boxes, and the oil shed covered by the cars was covered with paint and said: Flammable books, beware of fire.

"So many books?" Zhang Jingtao couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Yes, these books are the treasures of my Zhou room, and they are all here." The druid knight beside him said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Brother is saying that this is all the Confucian books in the Taishi Museum of the Zhou Dynasty?" Zhang Jingtao asked in surprise.

"Yes, awesome, right? There are so many books that it will take us a long time to refile them in the future. The knight sighed.

"Archive? Sir is so powerful, is he a bachelor of the Taishi Pavilion? Zhang Jingtao asked.

The knight was proud, looked at Zhang Jingtao with sarcasm, and said with a smile: "Yes, moreover, we are not ordinary bachelors, but bachelors, we have learned advanced culture, and we have been cultivated by the Holy Gate for more than ten years. ”

"Do you understand the culture?" The other knight also asked.

Of course, Zhang Jingtao understands that a bachelor is a Confucian missionary, but he is used to being called a bachelor in these years.

With a yearning face, he said quietly: "I understand, I understand, it is the unfathomable Confucianism, which is all classic history, and these books are valuable." ”

The knight glanced at Zhang Jingtao with a sneer, and said in a holy tone: "Yes, now among the princes and countries, there are not many books, and the children of the gate lords are a little too heavy, which has led to the decline of my Zhou family, if the Zhao country changes, I am afraid that the Zhou country will be troubled by the war, we can't let this batch of precious Confucian books disappear in the war, speaking of which, the scholars of the world should be grateful to us for working so hard to protect the book and pass it on." ”

Zhang Jingtao said gratefully: "Mr. has worked tirelessly to preserve my quintessential Chinese culture, which is really hard work, and you will surely be famous for a hundred years." ”

The two knights almost laughed when they heard this.

One of the knights said, "Yes, this is my sacred duty!" Culture, is my life! ”

"However, since you removed the Confucian classics because you were afraid that the Zhou State would suffer from the war, then it would not be safe to send these Confucian books to the Zhao State, right?" Zhang Jingtao said worriedly.

"It's just a temporary release in the Zhou State Xue Palace, and this batch of books will be sent to the Qin State." The knight smiled.

"All the scholars in the world have my brother who cares so much about me, it's good that the Confucian classics are not lost." The other knight sighed.

"Mr. has won the award, the boy has been influenced by the classics since he was a child, and he is afraid that the world will not be sensible and let the precious wealth of our ancestors be ruined in ignorance." Zhang Jingtao secretly clenched his fists, almost all of these damn Confucian books made up by the Taishi Pavilion for the children of Huaxia Gate Lords were here, but he could only look at them.

The Handan Academy Palace is something he must not touch, otherwise, he will be besieged in the Zhao Kingdom.

"Yes, yes, ignorance is terrible, hehehe." The knight finally couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Jingtao no longer agreed, only looked at the two of them strangely, and said, "Sir, isn't this funny?" ”

The two of them finally felt that their laughter was a little out of place, and they smiled, and one of the knights said, "It's not funny, we just thought of something else funny." ”

"Oh, I see." Zhang Jingtao tried his best to hide his killing intent, but in fact, what was more terrifying was not the Confucian books of those fools, but of course the five thousand druid biographers, these people, using those nonsense and fake books, were enough to cover up the Chinese civilization and Mongolia, Tibet, and Zhangye, in order to destroy Silun.

When the convoy finally passed, passers-by were glad that nothing more terrible had been discovered, although a few were beaten.

Zhang Jingtao also got into the car, listening to everyone's exclamations and discussions all the way, all of them scolded King Zhou, but this obviously didn't make sense.

Back to Tiemu Mansion, say hello to the guards, after entering, take a bath, go to the bedroom, and look at the quilt, one in the quilt is Yang Wumei, the other is Mao Runxue, and an aunt is attached.

Several women have vitality, they are not afraid of being uncomfortable when they sleep, and their hands and feet are tied to each other, because Zhang Jingtao recently believes that his own efforts do not only depend on vitality, so he has let go of restrictions on the woman he likes quite a lot, and he no longer makes up the statement that he must go to bed to send vitality.

Zhang Jingtao got in, all he encountered was a woman's warm body, and he no longer thought about the things that were extremely difficult for him to change, although he thought that Guo Mo was really powerful, not moved by beauty, unlike himself, the more beautiful women, the better, but he only felt very comfortable in his heart, and slept peacefully.

It's just that after this night, he felt that the woman's body was really warm, and Guo Mo must be a fool.

The next day, the anti-black team began to act, and there were chickens and dogs jumping on the streets of Handan from time to time.

This kind of crackdown is just a formality, and it is naturally very smooth, although there are many people in the rivers and lakes who are instigated by people with intentions to fight against the blackcution hall, it can be seen that this crackdown on the gangsters is clearly thunder and rain, and it has also stabilized.

Two weeks later, the aristocrats of the city had become accustomed to the nerves of the black hall.

In the past few days, the relationship between Zhang Jingtao and those aunts has also improved a lot.

For example, Bai Bei, Bai Suzhen, once swam over like a beautiful snake when he was taking a bath, so he became Fahai, as for whether Fahai caught the beauty snake and did anything, Zhang Jingtao did not plan to study it carefully, but only planned to study this beauty snake carefully.