Standing outside the door, listening to the sound of laughter and play coming from inside the wall, Zeng Zigu couldn't help but sigh sadly in his heart, once upon a time, the sound of reading in the Liang Guoguo Zijian was so clear, which of the many talented people in it did not have the world in mind? Which one did not study diligently every day? Which one did not pay attention to one's own cultivation and discipline.

However, today, with the increase and entry of the children of the nobles, as well as the decline of the Confucian sect in the court, the prince of this country is not as good as the day, and the courtyard is full of things to play, and those things of poetry, books, rituals and music are all moved to the utility courtyard by these noble children.

"Play hard, play hard, you guys will die one day. After hesitating for a moment, Zeng Zigu still did not enter.

As a professor of Guozijian, Zeng Zigu originally had the task of teaching and teaching people, but in the face of this group of powerful children, he was not ridiculed for futility that time, and his face was embarrassed, as a Confucian cultivator, Zeng Zigu's strength was not bad, but every time he wanted to teach these powerful children who were not inferior and fearless, they would move out of the background of the powerful and even the royal family behind them, and in the face of these mud that could not support the wall, Zeng Zigu could only give up recently.

But sometimes he really can't stand it, just move away the poems, books, rituals and music used for teaching, and today the news came from the next person, saying that these powerful children have thrown the statue of the Confucian Meng Shengren into the river, which is unbearable, so Zeng Zigu came here, ready to teach this group of lawless boys a lesson.

But when he really came here, he still hesitated, he knew what the consequences of this anger would be, so that the officials of the Confucian sect above the court were afraid that there would be no more than the four grades.

Zeng Zigu turned slowly under the door wall of Guozijian, he seemed to be thinking, but his brain was blank and there was nothing, but if he really didn't think about anything, why did he frown and think hard, and what was still in his mouth.

"Sacrifice life for righteousness, sacrifice life for righteousness, can I do it? In the whispering voice, Zeng Zigu gradually straightened his back, looked ahead, and the idea in his eyes gradually became firm.

"Ten acres of house, five acres of garden. There is a pool of water and a thousand bamboo poles. There are halls and pavilions, bridges and boats. There are books and wine, songs and strings. There is a white beard in the middle. Haha, the happy life of the great poets in the past is really good, no wonder they can make so many beautiful poems, so that these lovely girls can sing "In the Guozi Prison, a hearty voice came from a pavilion in the middle of the lake

"Cherry Fan Sukou, willow small waist, this is the poem made by the Bai Da poet for the two singers and dancers in Kyoto in the past, the Bai Da poet finally admitted the two into the courtyard, but I don't envy any of them, because there is a better one around me, with this Nansheng girl who is both a cherry mouth and a small waist, hahaha, what a regret in this life. Another young man in a brocade robe said with a smile

"You're right, and in my opinion, compared to the glamorous white poet, we are younger, you think that the white poet was fifty or sixty years old before he got those two singers, I'm afraid that at that time he was already strong in heart and not strong enough. A tall, thin young man with a pale face who seemed to be overindulgent said with a smile

"Haha, Brother Song Ziqing is really a flower, two sentences in three sentences are not separated from that matter, I can tell you that this matter is moderate, don't fold your body in. “

"It's okay, I have a secret method taught by the old immortal, hehe, that thing is like King Kong....." The young man named Song Ziqing smiled frivolously

"I see, is the secret method of the old immortal really so miraculous, I heard that the third prince Liang Minghui is also there.... Someone asked

"By the way, I also saw the third prince Liang Minghui in the morning, where did he go" The brocade-robed young man asked with some doubts

"Oh, don't you know, what kind of woman does the third prince like the most?" asked a young man who looked older, pretending to be mysterious

"Young woman of a good family, hahaha. Everyone replied in unison, and then they all laughed

The special habits of the three princes, these magnates who play with them every day are naturally known, and they know that the three princes are often outside or force or lure the young women of the good family to bring them into the backyard of the Guozijian, and then have all kinds of fun, this kind of thing is just daily fun for this magnates, but for the good family, it is not only the reputation of the bad family, but also the loss of life, after all, as a prince, how can they give them an explanation and name.

In the laughter of the three princes, there was a faint sound of a woman crying and pleading, but at this moment, under the strong means of a man with a crazy face, anything crazy will happen, and the three princes are also used to throwing it away when they are used up, but today is a little different.

"Chaste martyr, hehe, today I will let you see the power of this prince. "The third prince also studied martial arts when he was young, and he has some foundation, although he has hollowed out his body over the years, but after all, the royal nobles, usually all kinds of supplementary precious spiritual objects, all faced with the knife stabbed by the woman, the third prince avoided it, grabbed the little hand of the road lightly, and hugged the woman.

"Beauty, what a beauty, even angry looks so good. The third prince laughed

"Die. The woman said

"Hehe, come and catch me," the third prince suddenly let go, shrank back, took a few steps back and said with a smile, it was a new and fun thing for him in front of him, and he didn't care at all that he wasn't afraid of this woman's injury.

However, there seemed to be more accidents today, the woman did not chase after and assassinate the third prince, she held the knife tightly, closed her eyes and said with a resolute expression, "Xu Langjun, see you in the next life." “

"Damn, this woman, this slut, damnable, actually committed suicide. Ten steps away, the third prince was furious.

After scolding angrily, the third prince was still angry, and he did not hesitate to smash the exquisite porcelain vases and other objects that were paid tribute from all over the house to the body of the woman who committed suicide.

"Your Highness, dissipate your anger, why don't I go out and have some fun. The attendant at the door asked cautiously

"What kind of fun are you looking for, I'm not in the mood for a day today to be fucked by this slut. The third prince roared angrily

"Damn slut, throw her away and feed her to the dogs.... The third prince said loudly

"Understand, the little one is going, Your Highness, are you going out? “

"Nonsense, do you still stay in this place where the slut died, look at this filthy blood stain and broken things all over the ground, and don't find someone to clean it up. The third prince said

Stepping out of the door, the angry third prince turned his head to look at the people who were cleaning in the house, a somewhat familiar object was rolling on the ground full of bloodstains, rolling faster and faster, and even making a strange sound like how to eat and drink, he frowned, although it was a little strange, but now he was in a bad mood and was in a hurry to go out to have fun, so he decided to wait until he came back to deal with it.

At this time, above the sky of the Guozijian, a blood-colored cloud rolled and rapidly expanded and became larger, and when the third prince walked out twenty steps away, this blood cloud had completely covered the vicinity of the Guozijian under the blood.

Grunt, there was a strange sound in the blood cloud, as if calling something, followed by several screams from behind him, and the third prince looked back, and a bloodstained black head shot through his heart.