His body knew best, Wu Qian only felt as if his internal organs had been crushed, and he immediately understood that Chu Yi had no intention of letting them go at all.

At the moment of life and death, Wu Qian found that he really regretted it, if he was given another chance, he would definitely not provoke Chu Yi, what kind of dignity of a scholar, what does it have to do with him, the world is big, his life is the biggest!

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world at all, Wu Qian grabbed the hand of the head of the Wu family and muttered to himself.

A friend of Wu Qian held Wu Qian's shoulder with a sad face and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wen, don't speak, what do you want to say, we all know, don't worry, we will definitely inherit your last wish......"

Wu Qian's eyes were wide open, staring at the crowd, his body stiffened, and he suddenly lost his breath.

The doctor who came in a hurry stretched out his hand and put his hand on Wu Qian's wrist, and after a long time, he shook his head at the head of the Wu family with a long sigh.

I only heard the doctor sigh and say: "The old man is not good at learning, but he didn't see that Wu Gongzi's internal organs were cracked yesterday and hidden for a day, but today he finally couldn't support it, and his internal organs were cracked and died!" ”

"eunuch, you are so vicious, return my humble ......"

The head of the Wu family howled miserably, and many people looked at Wu Qian who vomited blood and died, and many people were terrified in their hearts.

Originally, they were extremely envious of Wu Qian's fame because he was scolded by Chu Yi's staff, thinking that Chu Yi was just like that, and it seemed very scary to hear the rumors, but in fact, they didn't dare to do anything to them.

No matter how ruthless it is, it seems to be just a cane scolding, and even many people are envious of Wu Qian and others while silently thinking in their hearts whether to call a group of friends to block Chu Yi, it is best to be able to scold Chu Yi and then get a cane scolding.

But now, many people listened to the doctor's words, and one by one they felt chills in their hearts, and their backs were soaked all of a sudden.

Who said that Chu Yi was afraid of them, it seemed that he was reproached, but in fact, he took their lives quietly, if this is considered to be afraid of them, then doesn't it mean that only by killing them all can he be called not afraid.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "It's not good, Brother Wu was assassinated by that eunuch, didn't you say Brother Chen, Brother Yao, they are also ......?"

Just as these people thought, at this time, in Nanjing City, among at least a dozen families, all the literati who were targeted by Cao Shaoqin yesterday were lurking in their bodies at this moment, and their internal organs were suddenly shattered, and they died of spitting blood.

These people are just like Wu Qian, it can be said that most of them are showing how they are not afraid of Chu Yi, how unyielding, and how they are scolded by the rod in front of their friends, but in the blink of an eye, their souls are slim.

At the time of the death of these literati, Chu Yi and Fan Heng had already arrived at the Jiangnan Gongyuan.

Jiangnan Tribute Courtyard is located not far from the Qinhuai River, this Tribute Courtyard is the largest Tribute Courtyard in the whole Jiangnan, specializing in building a library, which can be described as a large number of books.

And Fang Xiaoyu is eyeing the collection of books here, but he doesn't know if there are any classics he needs here.

As an official institution, the Jiangnan Gongyuan is naturally guarded and managed, but Chu Yi's murderous reputation is now spreading all over Nanjing City, and the director of the Jiangnan Gongyuan does not even dare to show his face.

In front of the Jiangnan Tribute Courtyard, two figures were standing there, one of them was wearing a cyan robe, with an extraordinary bearing, like an elegant gentleman, and at this moment he was holding his beard and looking at the gate of the Tribute Courtyard with an emotional face.

Next to the middle-aged scribe, a young man who looked to be in his twenties and quite out of touch looked at the gate of the Tribute Courtyard curiously, turned his head sideways to the middle-aged scribe and said, "Master, is this the holy place of the literati that your old man once mentioned, the Jiangnan Tribute Courtyard?" ”

The middle-aged scribe couldn't help glaring at his eldest disciple's cynical appearance and said: "Restrain your temperament for the teacher, this is the holy land of Wenzong, if you cause any trouble for the teacher, beware of going back to the teacher this time to punish you for a year of retreat!" ”

When the young man heard this, he couldn't help but show a flattering look and said, "Master loves his disciples the most, how can he bear it!" ”

Flicking his sleeves, the middle-aged scribe said: "As a teacher, you want to visit a former friend, Chong'er, you will wait outside the Gongyuan as a teacher, don't cause trouble, otherwise you will ......."

"Si Guo Ya has been in retreat for a year, and the disciple has already written it down!"

The middle-aged scribe glanced at his unruly disciple helplessly, sighed slightly, turned around and walked into the tribute courtyard, and the young man saw his master enter the tribute courtyard, and the serious look on his face that he had worked hard to maintain disappeared all of a sudden, and muttered softly: "It's easy to come to this prosperous Jiangnan with the master, so naturally you have to open your eyes, and after you go back, you can talk to the junior brothers and sisters!" ”

The library of the Gongyuan is hidden in the shade of greenery, and the scenery can be described as beautiful, and many literati linger in it.

When Chu Yi and Fan Heng walked towards the library pavilion, many literati cast their eyes one after another.

Although most people don't know Chu Yi, everyone is no stranger to Fan Heng, who can make Fan Heng so respectful, and in this Nanjing City, it seems that there is only Chu Yi, the overseer of Dongchang, who made a big disturbance as soon as he entered Nanjing City.

After guessing Chu Yi's identity, many people couldn't help but point at it from a distance, obviously it was unlikely that they would say good things about Chu Yi.

It's just that Chu Yi didn't care about these at all, if he couldn't even stand being talked about behind his back, then he wouldn't have to live his life and kill people every day.

Walking into the Library Pavilion, Chu Yi only saw volumes of books on the rows of shelves, and heard Fan Heng introduce on the side: "The Library Pavilion has no less than 500,000 volumes, and there are many rare books, from astronomy to geography, the Four Books and Five Classics, and various classics. ”

Chu Yi bowed his head slightly and said, "Does Duke Fan know that in this library pavilion, are there any classics written by the sages and Confucians?" ”

Fan Heng was stunned for a moment, and a trivial news came to his mind, it is said that Chu Yi had paid attention to some classics written by the sages and Confucians in the library of Songyang Academy, but Fan Heng did not take it to heart, and now that Chu Yi mentioned it, Fan Heng suddenly felt that maybe Chu Yi had a different preference for the classics written by the famous Confucian masters.

Silently writing down Chu Yi's preference, Fan Heng said in a slight mutter: "As one of the largest library pavilions in the south of the Yangtze River, there must be classics written by the sages and Confucians. ”

While speaking, Fan Heng said to his confidant eunuch: "You go and find the person in charge of this library pavilion for our family." ”

Li Wenyuan, as an eight-rank petty official of the imperial court, although his grade is not high, he is a famous person in the south of the Yangtze River, especially the library of the Gongyuan Academy, which is responsible for taking care of it, and his disciples have taught many children.

It just so happened that Wu Qian was one of Li Wenyuan's disciples, and two of the dozen literati killed by Cao Shaoqin according to Chu Yi's orders were Li Wenyuan's disciples.

At this time, Li Wenyuan had just received the news, and when he learned that Wu Qian and the others had their five organs broken and died, he angrily threw the teacup out on the spot.

In the quiet room, a scholar quietly pushed the door in, looking at the messy scene in the room, he couldn't help but say timidly: "Master, someone who claims to be a disciple of the master, come to visit!" ”

Li Wenyuan took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart a little, and said in a deep voice: "Who is here, can you report your name?" ”

The scholar hurriedly said: "Back to the old man, that person claims to be surnamed Yue, and he is from Huashan in Xiyue!" ”

Li Wenyuan couldn't help frowning when he heard this, he had many disciples in his life, it can be said that there were not many who could leave an impression on him, thinking about it, there didn't seem to be such a disciple surnamed Yue from Xiyue Huashan in his memory!

However, since the other party claimed to be his disciple, it would not be wrong to think about it, and he wanted to make the scholar send the other party away, but with a thought, Li Wenyuan said to the scholar: "You go and invite someone to come to the study." ”

Not long after, a sound of footsteps came, and I saw a figure walk into the study, and saluted Li Wenyuan with great respect: "Meet Master Li!" ”

Li Wenyuan looked at the visitor, and saw that the other party was about 30 years old, wearing a green shirt, a light robe, a folding fan in his hand, five willow captives under his cheeks, and a face like jade, modest and elegant, righteous and awe-inspiring, which made people feel good at it.

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