The teachers and students of the academy began to frantically flee for their lives to the mountain, and they were all trampled under their feet about respecting teachers and etiquette.

The old teacher and the great Confucian were trampled under the feet of their own students, and the friendship between classmates turned into a dare to stand in front of me in the end, and the plaque written by Chao Zaifu himself was also thrown on the ground after losing the protective effect, and it was already trampled open.

Some words, some slogans, it's good to shout them yourself, smart people know not to go to their hearts;

But stupid people will brainwash themselves themselves.

When the edge of the knife is really cut off,

The dream is shattered,

After cutting the veil of hypocrisy,

Only then did I see the ugly face hidden underneath, which belonged to me.

From riding forward,

To the hand up and down,

Zheng Fan has always maintained a very calm posture.

It's just that when he looked at this group of Dayan scholars, these Dayan literary and arrogant bones, like lost dogs wailing and scurrying, Zheng Shoubei's eyes showed a touch of amazement.

Life, if it is all predictable, often means boring.

Zheng Fan actually wants to see this group of Dayan Wenhua seeds willing to die in front of the butcher's knife and unite as one, which can also give people a bright feeling and add a lot of meaning.

As a result, I still thought too much about myself.

alas

Dripping with the bloody knife of the Huang Zi, he slowly raised it forward,

Zheng Fan spoke:

"Take them all, those who dare to resist will be killed!"

Liang Cheng behind Zheng Fan repeated the order in brute language, in fact, Zheng Fan was also learning brute language for a while, and brute language was not difficult to learn, but at this time, for the sake of safety, Zheng Fan still used Liang Cheng as a translator.

He was afraid that if his orders were not clear, the barbarians under his command would be mistaken, and he would directly slaughter the academy with a knife, which would be fun.

The barbarians all dismounted, leaving more than 20 people to guard the horses, and the rest rushed into the archway with their weapons.

Zheng Fan also turned over and dismounted, accompanied by Liang Cheng, followed the barbarian soldiers, and walked up the steps up the mountain.

In front of him, there was an old man with tattered clothes and a bloody face, who should be a Confucian of a teacher or academy, who had been knocked over by his own students when they ran away and trampled on at the same time.

At this point, there is no life.

Zheng Fan walked around the old man and said with emotion:

"Tell me, young students think this world is very beautiful and naïve, even if this old thing is so old, he really lives like a dog."

"Lord, he was the last to speak."

"But in the end, they were the first to be trampled to death."

"Yes."

Zheng Fan continued to walk up and stopped in front of the plaque.

The plaque has been stepped on with a lot of cracks, and it is badly damaged.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and pointed to the plaque on the ground, and asked Liang Cheng:

"It should be fixed, right?"

"It's just rubbing the font, it's not a big problem."

"Well, it's the word of the prime minister, take it back and rub one, and hang it in our Cuiliu Castle; There is no end to learning, and it is also a panacea, which can be hung anywhere. ”

"Okay, got it."

Zheng Fan suddenly turned his head, looked at the cuckoo who was following him and Liang Cheng, and asked:

"Miss Du, you said that I trampled on the Prime Minister's alma mater today, will he blame me?"

Du Juan first thought about the meaning of the word "alma mater", and then replied:

"The Prime Minister is known to be tolerant."

"Look, look, did you hear it, the cuckoo girl said that the prime minister will not retaliate against me openly, and will play yin behind his back."

"............" cuckoo.

Continue to walk up, along the way, there are books, headscarves, fans and other elegant things scattered on the ground.

"Hey, don't move."

Zheng Fan raised his hand and motioned for Liang Cheng and Du Juan, who were following him, to stop.

Then, Zheng Fan bent down and picked up a piece of jade pendant on the steps in front of him, estimating that it should be the teacher and student who escaped in front of him who fell down.

"Whirring ......"

Put it in his hand and blow on the jade pendant.

Zheng Fan turned his head to the cuckoo and asked:

"Miss Du, do you need to hand this in?"

"If Zheng Shoubei likes it, he can take it."

"Thank you."

Holding the jade pendant, Zheng Fan began to continue walking.

Qingming Mountain was not high, and the three of them didn't walk long before they saw the school building and dormitory above.

This kind of school building, after coming to this world, Zheng Fan has seen it for the first time.

At least, in Tiger Head City, he didn't see the school building existing.

One of the foundations of gate valve politics is that the gate valve family has a monopoly on education, and their family has its own clan study for their own people to study, as for ordinary people, it is really difficult.

The monopoly of education is equivalent to cutting off the promotion path of most of the Qian's leaders, which also leads to the fact that even if this generation of Yanhuang is consciously promoting the poor family, it is difficult to make it a climate after all.

After all, most of the real elites still come out of the gate valve, and they are born with the imprint of the gate valve.

Hundreds of teachers and students sat on their knees on the ground outside the school building, not allowed to stand up.

At the beginning, a middle-aged scribe seemed to want to stand up and shout two sentences, "Insult Sven, insult Sven",

As a result, a brute who didn't understand it at all took a knife and smashed out a tooth.

Yesterday, Zheng Fan said in front of the Marquis of Jingnan that barbarians are a match made in heaven for literati, and this is indeed the case.

Most of the teachers and students were here, but some were scattered outside, but the sturdy brutes quickly captured them one by one.

Cuckoo took out the list and began to roll call.

"Xue Chugui, Zhao Mingyang."

The names of two people were called, but no one stood up to respond, and they didn't know if they were in or not.

"These two, are they from Qianguo?" Zheng Fan asked.

"Yes."

Zheng Fan nodded.

He didn't stand beside the cuckoo, holding the knife, and then repeatedly questioned and threatened where these two teachers and students were, and handed them over as soon as possible.

Because Zheng Fan felt that this drama was too much like a devil torturing the villagers, where Baludi was working.

Although he himself felt that he had ridden a horse outside the mountain gate to coerce this group of scholars and also cut off the head of a scholar, which was exactly the same as the villain in the old-fashioned martial arts movies he had seen a long time ago in his previous life, but after all, there was still a bottom line.

Therefore, Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and pointed to a young student in the crowd in front of him.

Two brutes immediately stepped forward and arrested the man.

The young student with pimples on his face was obviously trembling, but when he was pulled in front of Zheng Fan, he shouted in a trembling voice around his neck:

"I won't betray my classmates!"

Then, while looking at the fellow students and teachers of the academy who were guarded there, he was secretly looking at Zheng Fan, his calves and stomach were trembling.

Zheng Fan took out the small iron box from his arms, took out a cigarette from it, first turned it upside down and knocked it on his palm, and then bit it into his mouth.

Feel out the fire fold, light it,

Leisurely exhaling a puff of smoke,

Only then did he speak:

"Don't worry, I'm not going to ask you anything."

The student was stunned for a moment, and suddenly failed to understand the meaning of Zheng Fan's words.

Zheng Fan shook the cigarette ash,

At the same time, he whispered:

"Chopped."

"Bang!"

One brute kicked the student in the knee and kicked him to his knees, while the other immediately raised his knife.

"I said, I said, I said !!!!!!!"

The student immediately shouted.

The two brutes hesitated,

Zheng Fan silently put the cigarette into his mouth again,

took a sip,

Two wisps of smoke slowly erupted from the nostrils.

The two brutes glanced at each other, and the knife in one of their hands was still cut off.

"Poof!"

Head

Landing again.

Among the detainees, many teachers and students were already incontinent, and a foul smell soon filled the air.

Du Juan watched Zheng Fan's behavior from the side and did not speak.

Zheng Fan took another puff of cigarette, this version of the cigarette was a bit spicy, and he couldn't help coughing dryly, and at the same time stretched out his hand and casually pointed at a middle-aged scribe.

Immediately, a brute approached and pulled him out of the crowd.

"I said, I said, I said, I know them, they are in the crowd, in the ............"

"I hate people who sell their friends for glory the most, this kind of person, damn it."

"............" middle-aged scribe.

Zheng Fan didn't pay any more attention to him, but turned his head, looked at Liang Cheng, and asked:

"I'll leave it to you?"

For fear of bad influence, Zheng Fan didn't ask Liang Cheng directly: Are you hungry?

Liang Cheng looked at Zheng Fan and responded:

"Is it appropriate?"

"Yes."

"Is it convenient?"

"Convenient."

"Okay, I'll take him and torture him in the woods over there."

Liang Cheng walked over, lifted the middle-aged scribe, and dragged him into the depths of the forest in front of him.

"Ahhhhh!!!h

Soon, there was a terrible scream in the woods.

Zheng Fan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it with the sole of his boot with a very public heart.

When he raised his head again and swept his gaze to the people of the academy in front of him, the bodies of the group of people collectively shrank back.

"Miss Du, you keep reading."

Zheng Fan looked at the cuckoo.

The cuckoo picked up the paperwork,

"Xue Chugui!"

"Wow!"

The other academy teachers and students next to a man all looked at him and spontaneously distanced themselves from him.

The man had a look of despair on his face.

Immediately, a brute soldier stepped forward and grabbed the guy.

The cuckoo continued to roll call,

Very efficient.

Zheng Fan took advantage of this moment to walk alone to a relatively remote pavilion on the west side, and began to empty alone.

After a while, Liang Cheng came back and found Zheng Fan in the pavilion.

Zheng Fan stretched out his finger and pointed at the corner of his mouth, then took out a Siniang handkerchief from his cuff and threw it to Liang Cheng.

Road:

"Rub."

Liang Cheng took the handkerchief, but directly wiped the corners of his mouth with his cuffs and asked:

"Anything else?"

"It's gone."

"Hmm."

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and the cuckoo also came to the pavilion.

Liang Cheng took a step back and gave up the space to Zheng Fan and Du Juan.

"Master Zheng, the person has been grasped well."

"Yes, they are also fools, don't they know how to run?"

"They probably didn't expect that we could rush up and arrest them."

"Hmm."

The cuckoo looked at Liang Cheng and bowed slightly.

Liang Cheng understood and walked out of the pavilion.

The cuckoo looked at Zheng Fan and said:

"Lord Zheng, the little woman is very curious, I think, Lord Zheng should not know what you did today, and in the future, how much trouble will it bring to you, Lord Zheng, right?"

At this moment, this situation, this problem, Zheng Fan suddenly wanted to chant a poem.

But in the end, I still laughed,

Road:

"Why did Miss Du ask me this question?"

"Why, can't the little girl ask?"

"Is Miss Du asking for herself, or for ......?"

"Who does Lord Zheng want the little girl to ask for?"

"Miss Du, you will embarrass me."

The cuckoo took two steps back and saluted Zheng Fan,

Road:

"The prisoner has been captured, thank you Zheng Garrison for sending troops to help."

"It's a matter of duty."

"That person was taken away for a humble offense, Zheng Shoubei, goodbye when I have a fate."

Zheng Fan nodded,

"Miss Du be careful all the way."

"Zheng Shoubei is the same."

The cuckoo is gone,

a horse, immediately carrying the spy brother who had been knocked unconscious before;

A woman, holding a hemp rope in her hand, tied two prisoners, and traveled farther and farther away in the warm afternoon sun.

Zheng Fan squinted at the sun,

Behind him, all four hundred brute soldiers mounted their horses and stood by.

The academy is still the same academy, but a few people died today.

Liang Cheng said to Zheng Fan:

"In the academy, no one takes it?"

"What are you doing with it, you can't pick it on your shoulders or carry it, you can't help with the work when you take it back to Cuiliubao, and you have to waste rice and grain to feed them."

"But, just let them go, and ...... right away"

"Infamy is coming soon, isn't it? Will they petition everywhere, they will write letters to their fellow friends, they will use all their strength and possibly to return the humiliation they have suffered today? ”

Liang Cheng stopped talking.

"Ah Cheng, you are also suitable for leading troops to fight.

Why didn't Zuo Jiqian receive this military order?

Why does the Jingnan army have 50,000 horses, but it can't divide hundreds of soldiers to come here to get people?

Why is it that it is obviously harboring the crime of Qianguo and covering up, but the woman named Du Juan only arrested two prisoners and left, and the rest of the people didn't ask? ”

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and patted Liang Cheng's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"We're here to take the blame, we're here to bear the infamy, some people cherish their feathers very much, so they need someone below to take the pot."

"The Lord thinks better than I do."

"But this pot has to be carried, if you can carry the pot, it proves that you are useful, and I may reward you for sweet dates or something, in order to eat this mouthful of sweet dates, I can't care about anything."

As for the future, since we have come to this world, we have not thought about planning to spend our old age in peace. ”

Saying,

Zheng Fan set his eyes on the archway behind him,

Road:

"Let them live, let them give us publicity, free hype, don't be in vain."

"The Lord is open-minded."

"Don't force yourself if you don't know how to pat yourself, your sycophants are always the same as your people, too stiff."

"Hehe, Lord, shall we go back next?"

"Go back? Riding a horse for three hours just to run and bully a bunch of rotten people? ”

"So where are we going?"

"Go to the place I've always wanted to go, and now that I'm ready to be infamous, I don't care about making another big news."

Zheng Fan raised his horsewhip,

"Smack"

The war horse under his crotch spread its four hooves and began to gallop desperately, and behind him, Liang Cheng and four hundred barbarian cavalry followed!

…………

The sunset is like blood,

A fortress stands quietly under the sunset,

As far as the eye can see,

On the east and west sides of the fortress, you can see similar flints from a distance, and if the perspective can continue to rise and rise, you can see that there are dense fortresses of different sizes distributed on this land.

Not too close,

Far away,

Zheng Fan grabbed the reins,

The war horse under the crotch raised its hooves and stopped its shape.

Behind him, four hundred barbarian cavalry also took the reins.

Looking at the fortress in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Fan's mouth:

"Daqian, I'm here......"