Zhang Quan and Zhao Hao have been completely abolished by Wang Mang, and their lives are not long, Wang Mang is too lazy to continue to deal with Zhang Quan and Zhao Hao, who have been scuffled, and with a soft jump, Wang Mang fell off the high platform and walked straight to Ma Yu.

Ma Yu looked at Wang Mang with a frightened face, and before Wang Mang could get to him, he knelt down in front of Wang Mang with a puff, and now he didn't pretend to be a master of the world, trembling all over, for fear that Wang Mang would slap him to death.

"Ma Yu, are you guilty?" Wang Mang said coldly.

"Xiaomin is guilty!" Ma Yu pleaded: "Please let Your Majesty spare Xiaomin's life, Xiaomin is also bewitched by these two liars, Xiaomin respects His Majesty in his heart, and he does not dare to go against His Majesty, these two people deceived Xiaomin and said that they just wanted to give a lecture, Xiaomin has never seen the world, and when he saw that he showed such a pure righteousness, he took it for granted that they were the scholars of the Jixia School Palace, Xiaomin really didn't expect that there were still people in the world who dared to pretend to be a scholar of the Jixia School Palace, and begged His Majesty to spare the Xiaomin!"

After a while, Ma Yu also thought clearly, no matter what kind of noble status Zhang Quan and Zhao Hao originally had in the Jixia School Palace, now the two of them are just a pair of dead people, a pair of dead people with no use value, and a pair of dead people, no matter how much they promised him before, they are not counted now.

And Ma Yu figured out one thing more, as the head of the holy gate in the world, Jixia School Palace will not admit that his disciples are openly and honestly murderous to the monarch of a country, and Wang Mang, as the victor, will not hesitate to pour dirty water on a pair of dead people, and even if there are people in Jixia School Palace who sympathize with Zhang Quan and Zhao Hao, they will never admit that these two people are their people from Jixia School Palace.

Just as Wang Mang said, Zhang Quan and Zhao Hao are destined to be a pair of people who swagger and deceive in the name of Jixia Academy, and he, an accomplice, lives and dies only in the thought of His Majesty in front of him.

Ma Yu's heart is actually extremely aggrieved, he is also a strong man in the middle of the congenital stage, and he is also the dean of the White Horse Academy of the first school of Great Qin, and he is also a character who can walk sideways on the mainland, and now he has broken his feet for a while, and he has fallen to the point of kneeling and begging for mercy, thinking of this, Ma Yu hates Zhang Quan and the others who dragged him into the water.

At the same time, Ma Yu was even more shocked by Wang Mang's cultivation, not to mention breaking through the innate for emperors in the world, even if there is no emperor who has broken through to the realm of the five internal organs, there is a conflict between the emperor's qi and the vitality of heaven and earth, this is the common sense of the cultivation world, Ma Yu is really shocked how Wang Mang cultivated to such a strong realm.

In the face of Ma Yu's kneeling and begging for mercy, Wang Mang just sneered, and now he remembered to kneel and beg for mercy, what did he do earlier.

Seeing that Wang Mang just sneered on his face, and did not let go of his consciousness at all, Ma Yu kowtowed with fear and pleaded: "Your Majesty, Xiaomin really knows that he is wrong, and he swears that in the future, Xiaomin will only be the head of His Majesty, and he will never disobey His Majesty at all, if he violates this oath, Xiaomin will be killed by thunder and thunder." ”

The eldest grandson Wuji came with three hundred and sixty students at this time, these three hundred and sixty students looked frightened, they were immersed in Zhang Quan's witty words earlier, and they didn't know what was going on outside, and when their strength was borrowed by Zhang Quan to send out countless sharp blades to stir up the Qin army, they woke up and saw the scene of corpses all over the field in front of them, and some of the students were dumbfounded.

These three hundred and sixty students were all natives of Qin, of course they recognized that the soldiers who were being slaughtered by the sharp blades turned into Haoran righteousness were all Qin soldiers, and looking at the scene in front of them, they understood that the man standing in front of Ma Yu was the king of Great Qin.

Are they against their own people, against their own king?

The three hundred and sixty scholars only felt that the world was spinning, and they let a group of Qin soldiers be captured, these Qin soldiers did not give these soldiers who slaughtered the robes face at all, and the attack was extremely heavy, and some of the soldiers who could not dodge were even beaten all over the body, even so, none of these scholars dared to resist, they knew very well that they had caused a big trouble, enough to punish the nine clans for big trouble.

"Your Majesty, what should we do with these scholars?" asked the eldest grandson Wuji.

"What do you think?" Wang Mang said.

"The minister thinks that these people dare to make a move against His Majesty, and against the imperial army, it is like a rebellion, please kill him!"

Li Hong finally squeezed up, and when he heard the eldest grandson Wuji say this, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, these are the reading seeds of Daqin, they can't be killed!"

"Have you made your accounts?" Wang Mang looked at Li Hong coldly.

Li Hong's face turned pale, and he whispered: "Not yet, but it's soon." ”

"If you don't do it well, go to your account, when does the war have anything to do with you. Wang Mang snorted.

Li Hong's face was even paler, but he didn't dare to speak, so he had to kneel in front of Wang Mang, he was also a Confucian disciple, and he had some friendship with the White Horse Academy, so he couldn't watch these Confucian scholars being killed like this no matter what.

Zhang Han ran over panting, and when he saw Wang Mang, he kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, the old minister knows that these scholars have angered Your Majesty, and they have committed a heinous crime, and it is not an exaggeration to punish their nine clans, but Your Majesty, now my Daqin is the time to employ people, these scholars have been trained by the White Horse Academy for many years, and they are all scholars who can use Haoran righteousness, on the battlefield, they can help the army to do a lot of things, please consider that they are still useful, put them in the army, and repay their sins with their merits." ”

Wang Mang left and right, some Confucian courtiers, you look at me, I look at you, and finally they all knelt in front of Wang Mang, pleading for these scholars, they were also angry at these scholars, but if they were angry, they must also admit Li Hong's words, these people are the seeds of Daqin's reading, and they can't die.

Wang Mang looked at the scene in front of him coldly, snorted, and the eldest grandson Wuji said: "Ladies and gentlemen, do you want to unite to resist Your Majesty's decision?"

Zhang Han hurriedly said: "The ministers will never dare to disobey Your Majesty, and the ministers are also thinking about Your Majesty, for the sake of the Great Qin Jiangshan, these scholars are all bewitched by traitors, their hearts are loyal to Your Majesty, they are just coerced, and we are willing to use military merits to protect them." ”

"We are willing to use military merits as a guarantee, and ask Your Majesty to spare their lives. Li Hong hurriedly followed with a group of Confucian courtiers.

"Traitor bewitched?" Wang Mang sneered, pointed at Ma Yu and said, "You mean to kill the head of the evil?"

Ma Yu was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground, and shouted: "Your Majesty, Xiaomin is not a traitor, Xiaomin is a loyal minister, a good person, Xiaomin is also bewitched by a traitor, and the traitor is those two swaggering people." ”

Ma Yu said and pointed to Zhang Quan and Zhao Hao, who were still scuffling together on the high platform, these two people no longer have cultivation, they are fighting completely by instinct, like wild beasts, grabbing and biting with their hands, and they seem to have no Confucian demeanor.

Wang Mang's gaze followed Ma Yu's hand and fell on the high platform, and suddenly sneered: "Since you said that you were also bewitched by the traitor, then you must hate this traitor deeply, so you can kill them." ”

(End of chapter)