Since the spring and March of the first year of Xingqing, "Jinling University Hall" has attracted the attention of countless people.

Located in the west gate of Jiankang Mansion, south of the Appreciation Pavilion, the original private mansion was renovated, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and trees and shades, which is a good garden for seeking knowledge and enriching themselves.

Jinling University Hall, as the name suggests, is a school, a senior school, a senior school for cultivating administrative and specialist talents.

On a June day, the flames were flowing and the guards under the pavilion at the entrance of the school were straight, holding spears and long knives hanging from their waists, and their faces were covered with sweat, but they were still like sculptures, motionless.

Only when no one was around, the guards quietly wiped the sweat from their faces, and then quickly stood up straight so as not to be discovered.

These guards are all students of the Jinling Lecture and Martial Arts Hall, and they take turns to be on duty, combining training and practice.

A group of gentlemen passed by outside the school, and may have just come back from the "Appreciation Pavilion" or Phoenix Terrace, and when they saw the words "Jinling University Hall", they were laughing and playing, and they swaggered into the school.

"Stop! The school is important, and no one is allowed to enter at will! ”

The guard stretched out his hand, his face serious, and stopped the gentlemen in their path.

"You are a thief with an army, and you dare to stand in the way of Lao Tzu? I don't care about you! ”

As soon as the leader's eyes widened, he was about to push aside the guards and continue to move forward.

He didn't know how many times he had been to this place before, and he had never been guarded by guards, and no one dared to stop him.

However, in his eyes, there is and nothing is the same. With the title of his father's Jiangnan transfer judge, who doesn't give a little face, let alone a lowly sergeant.

"Stop! Go back! Otherwise, don't blame the ruthlessness of military law! ”

The guard's face was black, unmoved, and the spear in his hand stretched out to the right side of his body, blocking all the way.

As far as he is concerned, don't say a few gentlemen, even the members of the imperial court, and the ruling ministers have to hand over their names and report in order to enter.

This is the Jinling University Hall, and it is also the access control system of the Jinling Lecture Hall, which is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and no one can trespass.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of the way! If you dare to stand in the way, Lao Tzu wants you to look good! ”

"Fuck off! This used to be "Zhang Garden", and Lao Tzu often went to play. Why can't it be now? ”

Two of them came up, pointing fingers and pointing arrogantly, and the other fat and strong man came up, very impatient, he was violent, and he stretched out his hand to reach out for an old fist, and went straight to the guard's face.

"What's the bullshit with him? Hurry up and get out of the way! ”

The two little watchdogs also dared to pretend to be ghosts and get in the way. Do you want to live anymore?

The guard sideways avoided the fist, and with the other hand, he grabbed the fat arm of the gentleman and pulled it, and the soles of his feet were mixed, and with a "poof", the fat body of the gentleman fell to the ground, and the dust was flying.

"I repeat, this is now the "Jinling University Hall", and outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering. This is the school rule, please leave quickly! ”

Seeing that he had moved, the guards in another pavilion rushed over and said sharply.

That's all he doesn't care about.

"Brothers, him!"

The gentlemen were all startled, and immediately some of them shouted. The gentlemen drew their knives one after another, and stepped forward to surround the two guards.

And the fat man who fell to the ground lay on the ground, humming and chirping, his face seemed to be scratched, but he couldn't get up, and it seemed that the fall was not light.

The two gentlemen hurried over to help him.

"Stop playing! Please leave quickly, otherwise you will have no eyes and you will bear the consequences! ”

The wrestling guard said coldly, raised his spear, and looked good.

The other guard stood with his companion in hand, spear raised. Looking at the movements and postures of the two, it seems to be exactly the same, and the posture is scary.

was blocked by two small doormen, the other party didn't seem to be an idle person, and the gentlemen were surprised and scolded angrily.

"Do you know who Lao Tzu is? The main book of Jiankang Mansion is my father, do you know that it is amazing? Get out of the way! ”

The little white face shouted loudly, with a look of arrogance.

"Look! This is Wu Yanei, and Judge Wu of the Transfer Division is his father, have you heard of it? Still not on your knees and begging for mercy? ”

The other is short and stout, pointing fingers, but he just doesn't go up.

Jiangnan East Road is the transfer department, and its chief officer is the transfer envoy, and its subordinate officials are the deputy envoy and the judge, etc., and its main officials are all court officials, but since the Song Gaozong Jianyan, the Jiangnan East Road transfer envoy is not often placed, only the deputy envoy and the judge are always placed, so the actual highest officer of the transfer department is the deputy envoy of the transfer department, and the next is the transfer judge.

"It was Yang Yanei, the son of Yang Shuai, the guard Ma Junsi, who fell, and he didn't hurry up to help people up. Do you still want to live? ”

The guard Ma Junsi was set up in the seventh year of the Southern Song Dynasty Xiaozong Road, and its address is located in the west gate of Jiankang Mansion, on the right side of Tianqing Temple. Unlike the front division of the palace and the division of the guard cloth in Lin'an City, the division of the guard Ma Jun is stationed in Jiankang Mansion, also because it is already a military frontier.

A few of the gentlemen shouted loudly, but they didn't dare to pounce. The two guards were unmoved, but clenched their spears and waited for them.

With the support of his companions, Yang Yanei on the ground climbed up, and his face was really scratched. He pushed away his two companions and came to the guards, who were afraid to move their hands and screamed angrily.

"Kill him, brothers! I'll take care of it! ”

Pedestrians came to watch, and the gentlemen shouted loudly, holding sharp blades, including the fat Yang Yanei, the scene was huge, but no one dared to attack.

The two guards held spears and stood there, and the mountains were murderous, with the posture of thousands of troops and horses, which made the gentlemen feel cold.

"What are you doing? him for Lao Tzu! ”

Yang Yanei couldn't hold his face, snatched the steel knife in his companion's hand, and was about to step forward. The two guards suddenly put away their spears, stood solemnly, like javelins, and each gave a military salute.

"I've seen the headmaster!"

Yang Yanei was stunned, and the gentlemen turned their heads to look, only to see a young scholar with a round neck and a green shirt behind him, tall and mighty, not angry and arrogant, frowning at them.

Behind the young man, there were several officers in helmets and armor, swarthy and fierce, with knives and guns, eyeing at each other.

"What Bird Headmaster? Where did you come from......?"

Yang Yanei said in his mouth, and halfway through the words, the black-faced officer behind the young man stepped forward and slapped him hard, hitting Yang Yanei with a stumbling face, his face was hot, and the words behind him were all stuck in his throat.

"How dare you beat Lao Tzu? Brothers, give it to Lao Tzu! ”

Yang Yanei's old wound recurred, his face began to bleed, he was annoyed and angry, shouted to his companion, raised the steel knife in his hand, and wanted to take revenge.

At this moment, no matter who it is, he will cut it right.

"Bold! Any idea who this is? It's ......"

The officer shouted and was about to step forward with his sword, but was stopped by the young man.

"You are the son of Yang Du, the guard of Ma Junsi? Are you the nephew of Wu Yuan, the transfer judge of Jiangnan East Road? ”

The young scholar's eyes were cold and imposing, and Yang Yanei nodded subconsciously.

"Who are you?"

"Bold!"

The black-faced officer's black face was another board, the young sergeant frowned slightly, and the black-faced officer quickly put away his knife and respectfully retreated.

"Go back and tell Yang Du and Wu Yuan, and tell them to take a few of you to Jinling Lecture Hall to see me early tomorrow morning. Remember, I am the principal of Jinling Jiangwutang, and my surname is Zhao. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he took a few steps forward and nodded to the two guards who were holding their heads up.

"Cao Youwen, Wei Jinyu, hard work."

"The principal has won the award! Responsibilities, Principal, please! ”

Cao Youwen and Wei Jinyu hurriedly pushed open the gate, stood up straight, raised their heads and chests, and stood on both sides of the gate.

Shocked by the momentum of the young scholar, all the gentlemen were frightened and did not dare to say anything.

The door of the "Jinling University Hall" opened, and the young scholar walked in without looking back.

The black-faced officer glared viciously at a few of them, and the other officers hurriedly followed.

"Brother, who is this man? What a big stance! ”

A gentleman asked Cao Youwen cautiously.

"Shut up! Still dare to talk nonsense? ”

Cao Youwen whispered angrily.

These brainless rich boys, a pig brain. The "principal" was called out by both of them, why don't they understand?

They don't read newspapers and don't talk about world affairs, do they only know how to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble?

"Do you know who he is? His father was the ruling minister of the dynasty, the head of the household department Shangshu Zhende Xiu Zhengong, he was Wei Jinyu, a student of Jinling Lecture Wutang. He can't even be provoked, what are you arrogant here? ”

Cao Youwen pointed at Wei Jinyu, unceremoniously.

"When it comes to tyranny, you're far behind! He alone, you are far from qualified. Get out of here, don't be embarrassed here! ”

If you want to talk about arrogance and domineering, who is more second, these soft-footed shrimp, who can compare with the previous Wei Jinyu?

"Let's go! Don't say I didn't remind you, tell your Lao Tzu to hurry up to Jinling to lecture on martial arts tomorrow morning! Otherwise, don't do it! Get out! Immediately! Right away! ”

Wei Jinyu's face was full of anger, and he scolded sharply.

When it comes to being a king and a hegemon, these gentlemen don't even deserve to lift his shoes.

It's embarrassing to say that he is a gentleman, and he doesn't dare to fight, a group of soft eggs, which is simply a loss of face.

Several of them were frightened, and one of them suddenly realized and shouted loudly.

"Jinling lecture martial arts, principal, it turns out that he is the ...... Son of Heaven ......"

"What...... Is it? When the dynasty ...... Emperor! ”

The gentlemen lost their souls and fled in a hurry with their tails between their legs, and escaped cleanly in an instant.

"A bunch of idiots who eat, drink, and have fun!"

Wei Jinyu looked at the fleeing backs of the gentlemen, snorted coldly, he turned his head and looked at Cao Youwen with an unhappy face.

"Lao Cao, am I so unbearable?"

"It's about the past, but not about the present. Look at them, you should be glad that you have entered the lecture hall. You are now a good man for the prodigal son! ”

Cao You laughed when he heard this, Wei Jinyu shook his head, and the two closed the door and returned to their posts to stand.

These guys have caused such a big disaster, and when they go back, they will definitely be cleaned up by their Lao Tzu.