Zhao Xuanqi hugged Ouyang Fugui's body, feeling the temperature above gradually disappear, and his body began to become cold.

He sighed and slowly lowered the body.

Unexpectedly, when we meet again more than ten years later, it is actually to face death, and it is actually a farewell!

After one last glance at Ouyang Fugui's corpse, Zhao Xuanqi stood up and shouted outside, "Someone!" ”

Immediately, a few brocade guards arrived.

Zhao Xuanqi's home has many brocade guards, in addition to guarding safety, these brocade guards can help Zhao Xuanqi do some personal things by the way.

"What does Wu Anjun command?" They stepped forward respectfully and saluted Zhao Xuanqi, with a look of respect in their eyes.

This look is very deep, almost transformed into a look of faith.

In the eyes of these brocade guards, Zhao Xuanqi is simply a god-like existence.

Many Jinyiwei were originally just people in the rivers and lakes, without any fame, and if they say it well, they are called people in the rivers and lakes, and if they don't say it well, they are grass people.

Usually, in addition to being strong in martial arts and good at exploring various things, even in the face of the most ordinary official, he can only nod his head and be polite.

Usually in the face of those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, there is no way at all, except for hatred, there is nothing to do.

And the Jinyi Guard created by Zhao Xuanqi, they joined it, but they gave them great rights.

In addition to the royal family and Wu Anjun, you can kill casually!

As long as there is enough evidence, even if you are a great official, you can be arrested and put in prison and slaughtered at will!

From being unknown to gaining such power of life and death.

When they followed Bai Jian to the Northern Wei Kingdom, they never even dreamed that they would be able to obtain such great rights, which was beyond the imagination of all of them!

It can be said that it is Wu Anjun who is completely alone, who has achieved all the brocade guards, so that with their humble bodies, they can deal with those corrupt officials and corrupt officials who have brought disaster to the country and the people, and deal with those high-ranking wealthy families with a poor background, and realize their ideals and ambitions in life.

At this moment, everyone regards Zhao Xuanqi as a god, and they can't wait to go up the knife mountain and go down the sea of fire for Zhao Xuanqi, for fear that Zhao Xuanqi will have any accidents.

Even if he sacrificed his own life, he must not let Wu Anjun be hurt in the slightest.

Zhao Xuanqi looked at these brocade guards.

The order was given: "Dispose of the corpses in the house, wipe all the blood and everything." ”

"Then bury Ouyang Fugui and Wang Shilin, buy them a good coffin, let their bodies be buried in the ground, and bury them in one place, which can be regarded as the only effort that my friend can do for them."

Jin Yiwei replied, "Yes! ”

Zhao Xuanqi pondered for a moment, and then said: "As for Ouyang Fugui's family, Ouyang Fugui has taken the initiative to confess to his accomplices, and has taken the initiative to hand over the gold and silver treasures that have been embezzled over the years, which can be regarded as making up for his mistakes." ”

"Treat his family lightly."

The brocade guards replied in unison: "My subordinates understand. ”

Several brocade guards saluted respectfully, and then acted non-stop according to Zhao Xuanqi's orders.

They dragged Ouyang Fugui's body down, and then scrubbed the house with clean water, using a special perfume to eliminate the smell of blood.

The room was clean and tidy all at once.

If it weren't for Zhao Xuanqi witnessing the death of a life, I'm afraid he wouldn't believe that a person committed suicide in this room a moment ago.

And that person is still a close friend.

He felt suffocated.

So, I decided to go out for a walk.

Zhao Xuanqi, accompanied by several plainclothes brocade guards, slowly left Wuwu Anjun's mansion, and he decided to visit Chang'an City.

Chang'an City has returned to prosperity.

People come and go, traffic is busy, and orderly.

The faces of the people showed happy expressions, and they were all busy with their own livelihoods.

Judging from their expressions, they are all sincerely happy, obviously living a good life, and having hope.

In the past, beggars and homeless people were everywhere, but now they can't be seen at all, and basically there are good arrangements.

Zhao Xuanqi felt the cheerfulness of the people, and his mood gradually became relaxed, and after shopping for most of the day, he unconsciously came to a study building.

He raised his head and saw a few big characters written on the book building: Qingyun Book Building.

"I didn't expect to come here unconsciously."

Zhao Xuanqi's heart moved, he took a step and slowly walked into the study building.

Today's Qingyun Bookstore is no longer a bookstore monopolized by the family, as long as you pay a money, whether you are ordinary people or the children of bureaucrats, you can come in to watch books.

As long as you abide by the rules of Qingyun Library, do not damage books, and do not make loud noises, anyone is welcome to come in and read books.

Many poor scholars are holding books in their hands at the moment and are reading intently.

All this is still Zhao Xuanqi's efforts to eliminate a large number of wealthy families in order to turn Qingyun Bookstore into a public bookstore.

The purpose of the creation of Qingyun Bookstore was originally like this, those great Confucian sages created the Bookstore, originally to let countless poor people come out, Zhao Xuanqi can also be regarded as making this bookstore that has gone through hundreds of years of vicissitudes return to its original meaning.

In the book building.

Zhao Xuanqi's gaze kept sweeping, his eyes were nostalgic, he slowly wandered in front of the major bookshelves, and pulled out a book from it from time to time.

He has a vivid memory, even after many years now, he can clearly remember what books are on which shelf, and where they are placed.

recalled that more than ten years ago, he, Ouyang Fugui and Wang Shilin studied hard here.

Communicate with each other, learn from experience, and discuss ways to do problems with each other.

Encourage each other to be enterprising.

In the end, the three scholars from poor backgrounds were all high school scholars.

I still remember that I promised each other at the beginning:

"Peace for all generations."

"Be a clean official who stands up to the sky, execute all the corrupt officials and corrupt officials in this world, and seek benefits for the people of the world."

"Leave a name in history, make a name for yourself, change this dark world, serve the country and the people, let the Northern Wei Kingdom restore its past glory, and rejuvenate the country."

Now that the years have gone through the vicissitudes of life, Zhao Xuanqi is still the same when he revisits his hometown after more than ten years, but Ouyang Fugui and the others have died.

Zhao Xuanqi fulfilled his original promise and became a national soldier.

Ouyang Fugui and the two, one became a bad official and harmed the people, and the other became a big corrupt official, corrupt and bribe-taking.

"They are also from poor backgrounds, and they used to be hot-blooded, and they want to change the gloomy world with their own bodies and contribute to the people of the world, even if they die, it is not a pity."

"If this world were fairer, with their own good minds and grand ideals, they might indeed be able to become a clean official that everyone admires."

"It's a pity, the previous world was too dark, and white can be dyed black."

Zhao Xuanqi felt extremely sorry in his heart.

In his mind, he can still remember the figure of Ouyang Fugui and the two many years ago, one fat and one thin, fat and thin fairy.

The skinny one likes to look at the monster and has a donkey face.

The fat one is dirty and has a lot of snot, and every time he likes to hide and look at the spring palace picture.

Memories of the past come flooding back.

Today, it is desolate.

Zhao Xuanqi suddenly walked briskly, came to a bookshelf, and slowly found the dark grid in his memory.

Pressed.

With a clicking sound, the dark grid slowly opened, revealing a map of the Spring Palace inside.

Zhao Xuanqi held the Spring Palace map in his hand, this was the best collection that Ouyang Fugui had treasured for a long time.

Because of Ouyang Fugui, Zhao Xuanqi remembered these secret grids clearly.

Which spring palace picture is in which dark grid, more than ten years have passed, and it is still clear in my mind.

At the beginning, Ouyang Fugui and the two were addicted to the Spring Palace map, and they kept getting embarrassed in front of Zhao Xuanqi, and every time they found a collection, they had to find Zhao Xuanqi to share.

It's a pity that at that time, Zhao Xuanqi only cared about reading, and didn't read it, so he would refuse without hesitation every time.

But now?

Zhao Xuanqi held this unique copy of the Spring Palace in his hand.

The thing is still there, but the old man is no longer there.

With his current status and identity, no one will ask him to share the Spring Palace map.

Even if Zhao Xuanqi wanted to take the initiative to look at this Spring Palace map, he didn't have any friends who watched and appreciated each other together.

I used to read books together, but now I don't have a chance to read them together.

"If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it will not be the same, and you will travel as a teenager." Zhao Xuanqi sighed softly.

Just when Zhao Xuanqi sighed, three young scholars slowly passed by, and they looked at the Spring Palace picture held by Zhao Xuanqi in his hand, and suddenly fell into surprise.

There are people in Qingyun Bookstore who are not doing their jobs!

"This brother, I see that you are not young, and now you should study seriously and strive for high school fame when you come to Qingyun Library, how can you read such dirty books?"

A scholar grabbed Zhao Xuanqi's hand, immediately snatched the Spring Palace diagram back, and tore it apart without hesitation.

Such books are inherently disgusted by the world, and there will be no punishment for destroying them.

Seeing this, another scholar also persuaded Zhao Xuanqi bitterly: "Qingyun Shulou is a holy place in the hearts of readers, and no one should read miscellaneous books in this kind of place. ”

The last said: "That's true, you can't live up to Wu Anjun's wishes, if there is no Wu Anjun, how can we enter the study building as our poor identity." ”

The three of them persuaded together: "You have to study hard, and you can't live up to Wu Anjun's wishes." ”

Zhao Xuanqi looked confused: "Huh? ”

He understands it, these young readers, I'm afraid they want to be crooked.

I see myself as a scholar who doesn't work hard, and I even want to persuade myself!

The dignified Wu Anjun was persuaded by three young scholars not to read yellow books, but to study hard and study hard......

Zhao Xuanqi laughed: "Then what do you have to do when you enter Qingyun Bookstore to study seriously?" ”

The three scholars were a little angry, and in their eyes, the smile on Zhao Xuanqi's face was very light.

He and others persuaded him to study hard, but he didn't show the appearance of being taught, but had a hippie smile, which was too much, this was not taking the words of himself and others into account!

Facing Zhao Xuanqi's questioning.

A young scholar raised his head and immediately replied, "What are you doing by studying well?" How could you ask such a vulgar question? Of course, it is to serve the country, for the country and the people! ”

Another scholar also replied without hesitation: "My generation of scholars, now studying seriously, naturally wait for the future to become famous, go to various places to become officials, of course, to seek benefits for the people, so that all the people can live a good life, and become a famous Qing official, so that the identity of the scholar is not mistaken!" ”

The eyes of the three young scholars flashed with huo huo and exuded vitality, as if there was a flame burning in them.

They poured out each other's lofty ideals to Zhao Xuanqi without hesitation.

Zhao Xuanqi listened to these words, and was a little stunned for a while, as if he saw himself more than ten years ago from the three of them.

I was so enthusiastic more than ten years ago!

The heart of support came to his heart, and he couldn't help but give some guidance:

"Where do I need your teaching, I tell you, there are few people who are better than me in the liberal arts."

There was a look of doubt in the eyes of the three readers: "It's not like it at all, you read the yellow book!" ”

Zhao Xuanqi didn't care, and immediately said: "I think you should also be scholars from afar, I guess you are going to take this lifting person or jinshi exam, if you have any questions that you don't understand, you can ask me." ”

The three young people looked at each other, but they really had a lot of questions about learning.

After all, they came from poor backgrounds and had no famous teachers, so many questions had long been piled up in their hearts.

So I couldn't help but open my mouth and tried to slowly explain the problems I usually encountered.

Zhao Xuanqi listened to these questions, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he immediately taught them.

A few hours passed by accidentally, and all the learning problems that this group of young people usually did not understand were solved.

The more the three young people listened, the more surprised they became, and in the end, the whole person was already numb and indulged in Zhao Xuanqi's lecture.

Only then did they determine that Zhao Xuanqi was a Confucian with profound liberal arts, and they pricked up their ears one after another, and carefully remembered the key points of Zhao Xuanqi's speech, and they didn't dare to forget it at all.

After talking for most of the day, Zhao Xuanqi was already dry-mouthed, waiting for the last problem of the young man to be solved.

He waved his hand and slowly left the study.

After Zhao Xuanqi left, the three young people came back to their senses from their confusion.

"This man is amazing!"

"Originally, I didn't understand the complex issues, he can actually analyze them in three or two sentences, his attainments in liberal arts are simply unprecedented, and there is no one after him!"

"Yes, yes, it's amazing, I feel that as long as I digest the guidance he just gave, I will definitely be able to get a good ranking this time!"

"It's not like this, there is no one before and no one after him, this is too exaggerated, in my eyes Wu Anjun is the most powerful, no matter how powerful this person is, he is definitely inferior to Wu Anjun in terms of liberal arts!"

The young people were talking, and suddenly they talked about the famous Wu Anjun, their eyes were shining again, and their eyebrows flew to talk about it.

"What do you two think Wu Anjun looks like?"

"Wu Anjun is such a character, I think he must be a handsome and chic, tall, very domineering character, anyone who makes eye contact with him will be impressed by him."

"It is rumored that Wu Anjun is the god of thunder, I think he looks completely different from ordinary people, his hair must be snow-white, I heard that he is close to 40 years old, but I feel that he must be very young, the kind that does not look old at all, different from ordinary people, as long as he appears in the crowd, he must be found in the crowd, immortals are different from ordinary people!"

"If I can see Wu Anjun in this life, then I will die without regrets, and come to Chang'an City, how I hope to see this countryman!"

The three scholars argued about this, their eyes exuding a strong sense of respect, and they were very eager to see Wu Anjun, which was also the dream of many scholars.

What the three of them didn't know was that the middle-aged man who was not good-looking just now was the Wu Anjun they thought about day and night.

Wu Anjun was guiding them in front of them just now, personally lecturing for them, but they didn't know it at all.

If they knew that Zhao Xuanqi was Wu Anjun, I don't know what they would think in their hearts.

……

The other side.

The news of Ouyang Fugui's death spread.

The miserable fate of the two reached the ears of the civil and military officials of the imperial court and the ears of the people of the world.

All the officials were amazed.

Ouyang Fugui and the two are Wu Anjun's best friends, bosom friends many years ago, after committing a serious law, they have to be punished according to the law!

In this regard, Wu Anjun did not show any mercy to his subordinates!

This approach made everyone see Wu Anjun's determination to punish corrupt officials this time, and his determination to eradicate evil.

Zhao Xuanqi, the high-ranking Wu Anjun, can even kill friendly people, without any favoritism, how dare the people below bend the law for personal gain?

When others saw this, they didn't dare to violate the law, didn't dare to show mercy to their subordinates, and killed their relatives in righteousness!

The so-called upward and downward effect is like this.

As a result, the domestic officials are clear and clear, and the world is too peaceful and stable!

The country that is about to collapse, under this operation, has re-injected fresh blood, recovered its vitality, and completely returned to stability.

The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and worked hard to cultivate.

Officials abide by the law and serve the country and the people.

Everyone in the Northern Wei Kingdom knows that a new era has arrived!

With the death of the two young friends, the foreshadowing buried in front is over, with the death of the two of them, it means that Zhao Xuanqi's youth has also left, and it represents the death of the decadent and mediocre old country, restoring stability and prosperity, restoring glory and strength, and finally writing a plot!

(End of chapter)