On July 30, the Metropolitan Protectorate closed at the end of the month.

Yan Xulun, the deputy lieutenant of the Divine Captain Army, sat on the gorgeous woven carpet, drinking fragrant tea while flipping through a book.

He is fifty-nine years old, but he is very well maintained. The eyes are bright, the sideburns are plump, the skin is shiny and bright, and the wrinkles on the face are rare, coupled with the long-term exercise, plump and full muscles, the surface looks no more than in his early thirties.

Since the book was sent here not long after it was printed, there was still a strong smell of ink wafting on it, but he didn't seem to dislike it at all, and looked at it carefully, nodding his head from time to time.

The book is not written in Tianxia, but an ancient script that he asked Qiu Xueling to spend twenty years digging through and sorting out from the ancient bark book.

According to Qiu Xueling's research, this is the script used by the Antuke people, that is, the ancestors of the Antuke people, which he now calls "Anwen".

Yan Xulun's own name is a typical Tianxia name, but he is actually an Anxia half-blood.

In the Divine Captain Army, there are such people everywhere now, and there are even a large number of barbarians who don't know Tianxia characters, but they just take the name and surname of a Tianxia person, such as Su Kuang, who was severely injured by Zhang Yu.

Therefore, the current Divine Captain Army, whether from the perspective of origin or self-interest, is the group of people who are most afraid of the Metropolitan Protectorate and the Tianxia Mainland.

A golden bell rang outside the courtyard, and a servant walked in, bowed down and said, "Captain, Mr. Xiao is here." ”

Yan Xulun put down the book and said, "Please let him in." ”

After a while, a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old walked in from outside, wearing a straight jacket with a folding fan.

It was obviously not the first time he had come here, and when he walked to the hall, he came up and saluted, and said very casually: "I don't know what Lord Yan Wei is asking me to do today? But what article do you want to write?"

Yan Xulun gestured, and the servant handed Xiao Qingshu a newspaper prepared in advance, and he said, "Mr. Xiao, what do you think of this person mentioned in this newspaper?"

Xiao Qingshu took the newspaper, unfolded it and looked at it a few times, heyed, and said: "It turned out to be Zhang Shenzhi, this person I know, I have also noticed recently that all the articles about his news recently are from the newspaper under the Security Patrol Association, which is obviously the Security Patrol is building momentum for him and wants to promote him as a 'scholar' next year." ”

Yan Xulun bowed his jaw and said, "Mr. Xiao sees it very accurately. Mr. Xiao, your brother is the head of the household, and you yourself have also written an article for the Department of Rites, so you are familiar with the etiquette system, please tell me, this Zhang Yu, well, Zhang Shenzhi, is it possible for him to become a 'scholar'?"

Xiao Qingshu said as a matter of course: "If no one stops you, that's of course." Killing newts and saving the lives of a boatload of people, signing a state covenant and retreating from the enemy of ten thousand armies while talking and laughing, killing the incarnation of the gods and protecting the chief of the government department, all of them were enough for him to become a 'soldier', not to mention that he did three. ”

Yan Xulun was thoughtful, and he didn't show anything on the surface, but in his heart he was vigilant.

The number of "scholars" is very rare, only thirty or forty at most, and the reason why the number is uncertain is because some people are too old and have been living in seclusion on the outer islands, and rarely come to participate in the scholars' meetings, so he does not know whether those old fellows are still alive.

But it is undeniable that once he becomes a "scholar", from Zhang Yu's background, his current identity, and his attitude towards the Divine Captain Army in the past, this is destined to be their enemy.

This is only about the public, if it is about the private......

In short, such a person who is destined to become an enemy must not be allowed to grow!

He said, "Then ask Mr. Xiao, is there a way to stop this matter and restrain this person?"

Xiao Qingshu snorted and said: "I once inquired about this person's experience, he is a monk in Xuanfu, he lives in a simple place on weekdays, and he doesn't seem to have any hobbies, the only criticism is that he entered the school palace through self-recommendation, and he may not be liked by those old stubborns." Only he said that he had retreated from the Claw Tribe, eliminated a war, and even let these barbarians take the initiative to learn the Tianxia script and language, and those old stubborns had probably changed their minds about him. ”

From the perspective of the traditional conservative school, this is a plus point that is even more remarkable than the verbal retreat from the enemy, and this alone can ignore the matter of self-recommendation.

In fact, Xiao Qingshu still feels a little incredible, Zhang Yu can actually let Tuman take the initiative to learn the written language of Tianxia? Since the establishment of the Duhu Mansion, there has never been such a thing.

Some people say that this is the credit of Yang Ying's army of 30,000. But he scoffed at this, when the Protectorate arrived, wasn't the military more powerful, and he didn't see any indigenous tribe take the initiative to make this request.

Yan Xulun heard him say this, but he was not in a hurry at all, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, I believe you must have a way." ”

Xiao Qingshu smiled, at this time he glanced left and right, the servant next to him was very eye-catching, and immediately brought a soft stool covered with brocade cushions, he sat down, and said: "Actually, it is not without a breakthrough, the scholar discussion not only depends on the evaluation of the capital, but also depends on the reputation of the people," he drew a circle with his finger down, as if stirring something, "There is room for manipulation here." ”

Yan Xulun nodded and said, "Mr. Xiao, please continue." ”

Xiao Qingshu opened the fan and slapped it twice, and said: "If you want to ruin a person's reputation, there is nothing more important than starting from his virtue, how many people in the past have been planted on this, and this is also a tried and tested trick." ”

Yan Xulun said: "But Mr. Xiao, you also said that this Zhang Yu is a monk, living a simple life, and I am afraid that there is no stain on his conduct." ”

Xiao Qingshu smiled and said, "No one is perfect, it depends on how much effort we are willing to put in." ”

Yan Xulun heard his pun, smiled generously, and said: "Since Mr. Xiao is sure, then this matter will be handed over to Mr. Xiao, if it is successful, the price will be paid by Mr. Xiao." ”

"Okay!" Xiao Qingshu was in high spirits, he arched his hand, and said, "Then I'll give it a try!"

After Xiao Qingshu said goodbye to Yan Xulun, he went back to his house, and for a few days, he was looking for Zhang Yu's past.

These things are difficult to check, but he relied on his brother to be the head of the household, and secretly forced an official of the household office to copy some of Zhang Yu's road stickers through bribery and intimidation.

He studied it carefully and found that since Zhang Yu entered the Xue Palace, there were almost no records, only a few places appeared before taking the Dafu, but it was too remote and many places were deserted, and it was impossible for him to investigate.

However, there are some places on the road poster record of the Daifuku that are not clear.

And now it seems that he can only start from here, so he decided to use Jin Yuan to open the way, and ordered his subordinates to collect Zhang Yu's specific experience on the Dafu at that time.

After explaining the matter, he picked up a newspaper on the case and read it, but after only two glances, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's this Tao Sheng again!"

As a person who eats by mouth, he hates the person who signed "Tao Sheng" very much.

Before, under the instruction of Yan Xulun, he would often make up some things, such as giving the Anren a tall origin, another example of blowing the former tribe of the An people as a rich and powerful civilized country, and another example of saying that the light yellow eyes of the An people are golden, and they are descendants of the sun god, etc.

It's just that many of the stories he made up were all picked up by Tao Sheng, and they were quoted from the classics, with detailed research and sources.

It's all about eating, is it necessary to be so ruthless?

Fortunately, he is not out of the question, and he talks about him every time.

You talk to me about research, I talk to you about legends, you talk to me about legends, I talk to you about humanities, you talk to me about humanities, I talk to you about blood.

In short, you say yours, I say mine.

But even so, because the newspaper was limited in space and could not accommodate enough space for transfer, he ended dismally every time.

However, the debate between the two in the newspaper was very popular with the public, and the sales of the newspaper also increased a lot, so it unexpectedly brought him fame, which also brought him a lot of benefits.

It's just that what makes him unhappy is that among the things that the people like, including his refuted appearance of being incomplete, but still stiff-mouthed, every time he jumps up and down.

For the sake of money, he endured it.

He put down the newspaper, and out of the corner of his eye, he snorted at the letter of appointment sent by the newspaper on the corner of the table, showing disdain.

Now that he has Yan Xulun's business, can he still use it to get up and beg for scolding?

With a few sneers, he picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and honestly began to make up the article.

This time, his thoughts were like a spring, and he didn't stop writing until the evening, looking at the paper sprinkled with an article, the pen style was smooth, and he was quite satisfied.

Although he knew that this article would be dismissed as worthless garbage in a few days, he had a strange sense of happiness in his heart.

At this time, a servant walked in and whispered a few words in his ear.

He was pleasantly surprised: "What about people?"

The servant said: "It's just outside the door." ”

Xiao Qingshu said: "Okay, okay, quickly bring people to the side hall." ”

After the order, he changed his clothes and walked out, and saw a middle-aged man sitting in the living room with a full beard and looking very down.

But from the calloused hands and fairer skin, it can be seen that this person must have been a pampered person before. Although the clothes on the body are a little shabby, they are very close-fitting and should be cut by a special person.

He arched his hand and said very politely: "In Xia Xiao Qingshu, dare to ask what to call the honorable driver?"

The middle-aged man stood up, bowed his body, and replied with some flattery: "In Xia Helian Zhan, Mr. Xiao can just call me Helian." ”

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