Fuliu Guowen Academy is located on the bank of autumn water, less than three miles away from the west gate of the southern capital. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe autumn water here surrounds and twists and turns, surrounding dozens of acres of Chinese literature and literature, forming a treasure land of "dragon rank pearl".

The entire Guowen Academy is heavily built, with towering ancient cypress guarding many buildings, and many elite soldiers are stationed around it to surround the academy for safety.

This is just a joke, no matter how elite the soldiers are, where can they compare to those literati and ink writers who have cultivated to the highest level in the Academy?

Compared with the Prefecture Academy of Literature, the National Academy of Literature is really much more extravagant. The Tianliangzhou Literary Institute also covers an extremely wide area, but the materials and belongings for the construction of the Literary Academy are not as good as in case.

The main house of the Academy is made of gilded jade with a faint golden light, and is built by inviting master craftsmen with extremely delicate and rigorous techniques, exuding a sacred and solemn atmosphere, just like a palace.

No, the Kokubunin is a palace.

There are four huge pillars standing in the main hall, and countless water demons are carved above, including the vicious eight-clawed water demon, the huge piranha demon, and many evil dragon bloodlines with dragon horns.

The surrounding walls are carved with statues of great sages, among which there are faintly great achievements of the great Confucian and the great Zhou Tianzi, which reflects the whole hall with great majesty.

On the dome of the main hall, a pile of bamboo slips is depicted, which is the formation of the Spring and Autumn Holy Book. Compared with the simple projection of the county academy and the government academy, the projection of the book mountain of the Chinese Academy is naturally not extraordinary at all.

Walking up the more than a dozen steps along the earth dragon woven of rich fur, a chair with an extremely beautiful shape sits here, which is the seat of the monarch of the Academy of Chinese Literature.

The monarch of the Academy of Chinese Literature is dressed in purple robes, and his status is equal to that of Confucianism, and in the southern capital, he is only under the old lord, and he can really be called above ten thousand people under one person.

At this moment, the Yuan Jun of the Academy of Chinese Literature was sitting above, his eyes were wide and his pupils were white, the green tendons on his neck and arms were bulging, but there was an ordinary spear stuck in his chest.

Blood spilled from the corners of Yuan Jun's mouth, and it flowed down, dyeing his purple robe red, and with his already somewhat ugly face, it suddenly looked a little dazzling.

An ordinary-looking scholar stood in front of the chair, he bowed slightly, approached the monarch of the Academy of Chinese Literature, and said softly: "Wu Lian, can you see the words on this iron spear?"

"Longbow Yan...... Why don't you ...... Will you let me go......"

Yuan Jun was angry, and it seemed a little difficult to speak, presumably in order to get an answer, he lifted his spirits and tried to make his words clearer: "Three years ago, if I hadn't taken my hand to protect you, you would have died in the hands of Zhenhai Hou." ”

A smile appeared on Long Gong Yan's face, his eyes were slightly drunk, and he said: "Wu Lian, three years ago, you were the most trusted right-hand man of the Thirteenth Master, if you switch to Li Qiankun because of your defeat in winning the heir, I and all the brothers of the Tianchen Army can understand." ”

"However, for the sake of your own glory and wealth, you sent me to lead the Tianchen Army to suppress the 100,000 water demons that invaded the sea frontier, but you cut off the grain and grass of the entire Tianchen Army's 30,000 soldiers, and withdrew the cavalry corps that came to support me overnight. The 30,000 brothers of the Tianchen Army lost 20,000 in that battle, yes, you did let me live, but the souls of those 20,000 brothers reminded me all the time that it was disrespectful for you to live in the world for one more day. ”

When he said this, Long Gongyan's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to break the body of the person in front of him into thousands of pieces. He didn't do this because he wanted Wu Lian to die slowly, and the more painful the other party was, the happier he was.

Despair and hatred emerged from Wu Lian's eyes, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and said, "You know, the Tianchen Army is too strong, so strong that even today's son is a little restless. If the Tianchen Army exists for a day, we, the old people of the Thirteenth Masters, will be cut off one by one. You're different, you're the eldest prince of Longbow Mansion, you can't die...... But I want to live...... Ahem......"

Long Gong Yan shook his head slightly: "I'm not here to listen to your explanation, think about the Thirteenth Master, think about the 20,000 Tianchen Army that died, even if you die, you take it for granted." So, there's no reason, you're just damned. ”

With that, Longbow Yan drew his iron spear and turned to walk out.

On the chest of Wu Lian, the monarch of the Academy of Chinese Literature, blood was like a blood fountain spraying, and he lost his vitality in an instant. Before that, every inch of bones and tendons in his body had been shattered, and it was completely unwilling to be able to talk nonsense to Long Gongyan for so long.

The iron spear emitted a cold light, and the word "Tianchen" vaguely appeared on the tip of the spear.

The butcher scholar stood under the pillar, looked at Wu Lian on the chair and shook his head slightly, followed behind Long Gongyan, and quietly left the Chinese Academy of Literature.

Near noon, an old servant gently knocked on the main hall of the Guowen Academy, he was a house slave brought by the monarch from his own family, knowing that the master had been unable to sleep at night for three years, even if he occasionally took a break during the day, he would choose the safest main hall.

There are all the great sages in this place to be blessed by reliefs, and there are projections of the book mountain, even if the strength is stronger than the emperor of the courtyard to assassinate, there must be no return.

The old servant was a little puzzled, even if the courtyard gentleman took a nap on weekdays, he would never fall asleep, how could he hear a knock on the door today and not wake up. He gently pushed open the door, and saw Yuan Jun sitting on a chair from a distance, tiptoeing to the nearest place, and said softly, "Master, it's time to eat." ”

Who knew that the soles of the old servant's feet slipped and fell to the ground, he quickly got up, and found that his hands were full of blood. He looked at Yuan Jun in horror, and found that Yuan Jun was covered with scars, a big hole in his chest was broken, his eyes were white and blood was spitting out, and he was already dead and could not die again.

The old servant panicked, ran desperately outside the hall, and exclaimed: "The courtyard king is dead, come quickly!"

Suddenly, the entire Academy of Chinese Literature was boiling!

......

At this moment, the commander of the Tianchen Army and the three of the five tiger generals had already walked through several remote alleys in the northern city of the southern capital and walked into a rather dilapidated courtyard.

Li Qiye rushed out of the house and asked eagerly, "How is it?"

Longbow Yan hadn't spoken yet.

The butcher grinned and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, the Wu Lian dog thief who killed that day was cut off by me with the Ox Knife Method, and he suffered a lot before he died." ”

"Pig killer, you're such a fool. Brother Gongzi took out a folding fan out of nowhere, shook it slightly, his eyes were full of disdain, and he arched his hand to Li Qiye, "Don't blame the lord, the pig killer is used to calling His Highness, you forgive him this time." However, before he used the Ox Knife Technique, I used the Hibiscus Flower Poison to confuse Wu Lian, so that he could not use the official seal to mobilize the Shushan Projection, otherwise we would definitely not have been able to clean him up so easily. ”

"Your Highness, no, my lord, I don't mean anything else. Seeing that Brother Gongzi was hurting himself like this, the butcher hurriedly explained, and by the way, he boasted that he was good at solving the knife.

The scholar is silent, and there is no intention of competing at the moment.

Longbow Yan said indifferently: "Okay, let's get out of the way." ”

"Yes!" Not only the scholars, but even the butcher and the boy, who were still arguing, hurriedly rolled into the house.

Long Gong Yan raised his head and said, "As soon as Wu Lian died, he told the imperial court that our Tianchen Army had returned. Seven Nights, are you ready?"

"Nope. ”

Li Qiye smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This kind of thing, how can there be a statement of preparation, only take one step at a time, and with you accompanying me to birth and death, there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

(To be continued.) )