Yang Sanyuan issued the Prime Minister's Order.

"First: From now on, people in all parts of the country need to register and make a register, all long weapons such as swords, guns and halberds must be bound before they can be used, and all blacksmith shops and weapons must be strictly controlled. ”

"Second, all gangs, sects, Jianghu Alliances and all villages must go to the local government to file within a month, and if there are those who do not file, an army will be sent to exterminate them after a month, and those who dare to resist will exterminate the nine clans!"

"Third: Investigate the academies in various places, from Taixue and Guo Zijian, down to the township private schools, and those who open Jianghu martial arts courses without authorization shall be imprisoned for life. ”

As soon as the Prime Minister's order came out, all the officials in the Prime Minister's Mansion were surprised, and they all had a consensus: Prime Minister Yang Sanyuan had already prepared, but he was just waiting for an opportunity.

When the official documents of the Prime Minister's Office began to spread everywhere with manpower and horsepower, an edict was also issued in the palace at the same time.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said: Tong Sheng Xue Zha, both civil and military, moral and labor, especially for the Xuanwu King, the word from now on, all in the territory of the White Kingdom, except for me, see the official one level higher, Fengjue is a first-class, except for the Taimiao, ancestor worship and other matters, Xuanwu King does not need to kneel!"

His Majesty's edict was issued faster than the edict of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When the prime minister's edict could only be transmitted between the various palaces in the capital, the emperor's edict had been issued from Dongchang to the Scholar's Mansion of the University of Travel, and it was Ye Mingchen, the eunuch of Dongchang, who came to read the edict.

When Ye Mingchen arrived, the entire university scholar mansion was still shocked by the vision of heaven and earth caused by Xue Zha's words.

Lu Qingyang couldn't believe it, his lips trembled, and he kept repeating: "How is it possible? He's just a child? How is it possible, how is this possible?"

And Huo Yunpeng, who was still fighting with Xue Zhe before, was already dazed.

He ...... He actually read the Analects......! No, the...... He's better than me!"

There is no accident, Huo Yunpeng knows that verse, but it is precisely because he knows that he can't accept such a fact.

In Huo Yunpeng's opinion, he was the most talented young man in the White Country, but in front of Xue Zha, all his glory was like a joke, and after everyone laughed, there was nothing.

After extreme shock and frustration, there was extreme resentment in my heart.

"He shouldn't have taken everything from me, without him...... If he doesn't exist, then I'm still the first day of the White Kingdom!"

Huo Yunpeng clenched his fists, his eyes began to go crazy, it was like a desert that set off a blockade, the tyrannical aura was rolling, he wanted to kill.

Xue Zha felt Huo Yunpeng's killing intent, he raised his eyebrows, he was not afraid.

"How...... Little sparrow, do you want to fight?"

Xue Zha hooked his finger at Huo Yunpeng, he really wanted to make a move with the scholar in the bachelor realm to see if he could get down to the other party.

Huo Yunpeng snorted coldly, he dodged the pull that Lu Qingyang wanted to stop him, the baffle on his chest was lowered, and he immediately wanted to write poetry.

"Write poetry, little one, it's too slow!"

Xue Zha's mind moved, and his True Dragon Realm reappeared.

It was like the bloody mouth of an ancient giant beast, and the shadows and starlight spread out, wanting to swallow Huo Yunpeng into it.

"Huh...... Am I so weak?"

Huo Yunpeng's footsteps were connected, and he said sawing: "Ten horses, perseverance." ”

Before Xue Zha's True Dragon Domain was about to engulf him, Huo Yunpeng had a short and small inferior horse under him, but it was just such an inconspicuous horse, no matter how Xue Zha's True Dragon Domain pounced, it was always a line behind Huo Yunpeng.

Huo Yunpeng laughed, and he said rampantly: "How good can I be when you are? Jianghu people, but that's it!"

There was disdain in his eyes, and he wanted to make a fuss when he pulled out the pen and paper.

When an article that perfectly interprets the words of a saint is made, there are even scholars in the bachelor's realm who can summon the strong people in the saint's realm to help fight, and every bachelor in that kind of bachelor can beat the Jianghu people into grandchildren.

And another big trick for scholars in the bachelor's realm is to speak slightly, that is, the one that Huo Yunpeng performed just now.

"Ten horses, perseverance" is a sentence in "Xunzi", which probably means that inferior horses are not as good as thousands of horses, as long as they are focused enough and willing to persevere.

And when Huo Yunpeng recites such a famous sentence of Xun Sheng in a special rhythm, he can communicate the laws of heaven and earth, allowing himself to escape slowly and firmly, no matter how Xue Zha chases, he doesn't want to kill him before this law disappears.

Therefore, Huo Yunpeng had reason to laugh at Xue Zha, he snorted and said: "What if you can understand the scriptures of the Analects, but it's a pity that you are just a Jianghu person, and you can't trigger the vision of the sage!"

"He can't induce a vision of a saint, can you?"

"What's wrong with the people in the rivers and lakes, eat your rice or drink your food!"

At the same time, two voices rang out, one from the sky and one from the entrance of the poetry club.

Everyone looked for prestige, and the first thing they saw was the figure hanging in the air, there was no way, the people on the Wenyu Continent were too familiar with him.

"Hole...... Sage Kong!"

"This ...... Who's it, isn't it?"

"I'm not dreaming, am I've seen a living saint, I'm next, hurry up...... Get down on your knees and shout!"

..................

Everyone wanted to kneel and worship in a trance, but the old man in mid-air stopped the movement with a smile and a wave of his hand.

The old man smiled and said, "Someone said my famous words, and I felt something, come and see, after all, it is a more important sentence in my thoughts." ”

"Do you know another word from another saint, similar to mine, but still a little different. ”

It was Xue Zhe who was asked, he was hanging in the air, most of his body was hidden in the clouds, and only half of his face was looking down.

Xue Zha nodded, he knew what Sage Kong was talking about, but he didn't dare to say it...... What if Lao Tzu is attracted again, he, a traverser, is debunked?

"Hey...... Hehe, Grandpa Kong, that and that, can I discuss something with you?"

"Hmm...... It's not that you can't, it's up to you to make a poem that I'm satisfied with... ”

Sage Kong smiled and threw out his request, he sorted out the "Book of Songs", and his love for poetry can be seen, and the reason why Xue Zha, the little guy, can enter his eyes is precisely because the poems of this little guy are really amazing.

"Uh...... And you want to write poetry?"

Xue Zha scratched his head, he was very much like a primary school student who couldn't answer the head teacher's questions, that was called a cute one.

But seeing this scene in Huo Yunpeng's eyes, it became "He won't!"

"Sage master, even if he can also compose poems?"

"He is a Jianghu man, he is not worthy of poetry at all!"

"Sage master, the boy will write poems for you, the boy will do it, the boy has already made poems that can trigger the imprint of the Holy Dao. ”

..................

Huo Yunpeng suppressed Xue Zhe while elevating himself, he tried to brush his presence in front of Sage Kong, but he only got a smiling old man's face, and Sage Kong didn't say anything at all.

"What are you kidding, how strong is a traverser's poetry reserve! You are a native native, and you still want to compare poems with traversers, look for death!"

Therefore, Sage Kong always looked at Xue Zha, but that attitude that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, in Huo Yunpeng's eyes, was encouragement and cheering.

"Sage master, you wait, I will compose poetry! I am definitely better than him! I will never disgrace us scholars!"

"If you want a Jianghu person to make a poem stronger than me, sage, you beat me!"

Huo Yunpeng was probably dizzy, and he didn't want to think about it: Sage Kong is so big, beat you a junior scholar, then don't let the people in the Holy Courtyard laugh to death!