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(The fifteenth moon is sixteenth round, the blessing of the Southern Dynasty is late! I wish you all the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day!)

In fact, the process of Guozijian's classes is not much different from that of local academies, and classes are arranged every day according to the six arts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is just a lot stricter, and the master's level is of course a cut higher, and the people invited are all characters who have made achievements in the six arts.

To put it simply, just like in the previous life: in the local schools, it is the ordinary teachers who teach, but in the key colleges it is the famous teachers who teach.

However, at present, the "Writing Law" is very popular, which has had a fatal impact on the content of the professor, and many things cannot be expanded, explained thoroughly, and often passed away.

In the face of the "Law of Writing", there are few scholars in the world who can maintain their composure. The ordinary students are better, and some famous Confucian students are the most frightened, they are all targets targeted by the black-shirted guards.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to read this book for long......"

After class, Chen Jianchen took his book and walked out of the courtyard.

"That one, stop!"

There was a very unkind voice on the side.

When I turned my head, I saw a tall boy, shaking a folding fan and walking over, and beside him, there were a large number of people like stars holding the moon.

Chen Jianchen glanced at it and continued to walk his own way.

Immediately, it attracted a crowd of shouts: "What a bold man, dare to go!"

"Chen Jianchen, didn't you hear Zhang Sangongzi calling you?"

Chen Jianchen looked back and looked dazed: "I didn't hear anyone call me." ”

The third son of Zhang sneered: "The bones are really hard, no wonder even Brother Shuliang is deflated in front of you, but I, the third son of Zhang, don't eat a set." ”

The origin of this Zhang Sangongzi, Chen Jianchen knows that the third son of Zhang Meng, the current secretary of the Ministry of War, belongs to the escort student of Guozijian and has always been domineering in the academy.

Chen Jianchen said indifferently: "If the third prince is really fine, I will still leave." ”

As soon as he arched his hand, he brushed his sleeves away without looking back.

"This ...... What kind of attitude is this!"

Zhang Sangongzi almost jumped up. Chen Jianchen didn't take himself seriously. I don't know how thick the sky is: "Good boy, you dare to be so arrogant, and look at how you die!"

Gritted his teeth.

Since childhood, no one has ever dared to be so unpretentious to themselves.

A group of gangsters are also a little confused, the bad guy Zhang Sangongzi is also the son of the secretary of the military department, what kind of thing are you Chen Jianchen? Don't give any face, it's really looking for death.

Thinking about Zheng Shuliang's attitude towards Zheng Shuliang when he was in Kaitai Academy, he definitely ate leopard gall. It's just a stunned head - of course, you don't have to be subservient to the powerful, but you should also take a roundabout point, where is there such a head-to-head face?

At that time, Zheng Shuliang couldn't put down the shelf to deal with it, but now it is the capital, and it is the territory of the gentlemen, Chen Jianchen, who has no background backing, still does his own thing, and does not hesitate to offend the mold, and he is definitely the master who does not want to go home.

Thereupon. looked at Chen Jianchen's back. Their gaze was like looking at a dead man.

However, no one thought that in Chen Jianchen's eyes, such as Zhang Sangongzi, they were actually dead people for a long time......

For the dead, there is no need to compromise at all.

......

In the past few days, the capital is like the sea, calm on the surface, but choppy underneath. The capitals of all the states in the world. Bad news flew into the capital like snowflakes.

But in the past few days, Emperor Zhengming did not go to the court, and the critical recitals were all reported by He Jie and Lord He in front of the palace:

"Your Majesty, there is a great drought in Jizhou in March, and the hungry people are like a tide......"

"Your Majesty, Jiangzhou is flooded and flooded for thousands of miles. Hungry all over the ......"

"Your Majesty, the earthquake in Hozhou, countless houses have collapsed, and the people have been killed and injured......"

"Your Majesty, there are thieves in Zhejiang, and the leader is actually Nie Zhiyuan, the former governor of Jiangzhou, he and his daughter Nie Xiaoqian, in the name of 'Qingjun side', raised troops to rebel, there are nearly 10,000 people, gradually becoming a scale, we must exterminate ...... in advance"

One by one, it was all bad news, and Lord He Jie was sweating while telling him. The so-called companion is like a companion tiger, as a courtier, he can't share his worries for the monarch, resulting in the collapse of the country, and the emperor is unhappy, and the courtier has to die.

He Jie definitely didn't want to tell the emperor about these news from his own mouth. The problem is that Emperor Zhengming didn't go to court, he only met him, and gave a death order, which must be reported truthfully......

"Well, I know, what to do, just do it. ”

Behind the luxurious Huang Manbu, the cold voice of Emperor Zhengming came. It seems that it is none of my business, and it seems that all I hear is a small thing like a sesame mung bean.

"You go down, if there is anything else in the future, you must enter the palace to report. ”

"Obey, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

He Jie knelt down and withdrew, only to feel that his back was wet with sweat, and he wondered in his heart: What kind of attitude is this of the emperor?

It's completely unreasonable!

His head is full of black lines, Rao He is the courtier who has followed the emperor for the longest time, he thought that he had figured out the sacred heart, but he didn't know that when he looked at it now, he couldn't touch the door.

This is not the way to go.

He Jie is definitely not a stupid person, on the contrary, he is very smart and very good at conforming to the Sacred Heart, such as the "Writing Law", which is actually the meaning of Emperor Zhengming, he is just a person who pushes to the forefront.

A series of new policies were actually advocated by the emperor himself.

Their group of ministers just followed the will of the saint. The common people, all traitors are in charge, and the saints are deceived, but in fact, they have been wronged.

Nowadays, if there are disasters one after another, the people are struggling to make a living, the thieves are like ants, and the troubled times have taken shape, there is really no other way than to send troops to suppress them. Unfortunately, those anti-thieves killed more and more, but it was very difficult to deal with it.

Suddenly, I remembered the fortune-telling of the master of Jizo, all of which came true one by one, and now the world is full of blood.

The master said that if he wants to transform a person, he will be able to resolve the catastrophe, but I don't know what it has become now......

For this statement, in fact, Lord He doesn't believe it too much, but the matter is critical, and the only way to do it is to be a dead horse doctor and have a chance to do it.

As for that person, what kind of person will it be?

Can you take on such a big relationship?

Unable to think of a reason, Lord He turned gloomy and left the Forbidden City.

......

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, ten miles east of the capital, on a plain hillside in the suburbs, there are two monks sitting here, one is the dawn monk who is dressed in white and the other is the master of Jizo.

They sat on the slope as if they were sitting on a supreme lotus flower, motionless.

Suddenly, Master Jizo raised his head to look south, his face tightened, and said, "Buddha Xiao, it turns out that you deliberately dragged me here. Hmph, I didn't expect that you would collude with the people of the Daomen, where is your Buddha heart?"

Dawn quietly spoke: "The true Buddha opens the door of convenience, and there is no door to see." ”

Whoosh, Guanghua Dao, like a meteor, is the light of the magic weapon. They settled down one after another, scattered around, but it was Guanghan Zhenren, Qingyun, Xi Mingfeng of Kunlun, and Lu Shidao of Shushan.

On the same day, they gathered on the edge of the Jianjiang River in Jiangzhou to slay dragons.

Who should be slaughtered tonight?