The next morning, Ji Chengche came to Huanfeng Pavilion without sleep, first visited Wang Rou's injury, and then took Tang Xueluo to Tiandu Temple by the way.

Tang Xueluo saw Ji Cheng's eyes red and his sword eyebrows tightened, and he couldn't help but be taken aback and said with concern: "Brother Chengqing, do you have something on your mind?"

Ji Chengche reluctantly smiled and said, "I'm thinking that Zhong Liwei was captured, and Yan Kui will definitely not give up, and this tone is inevitably going to Shanglin Yuan." Open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to prevent, how to protect them thoroughly. ”

Tang Xueluo said: "Da Wu Zhu once said that Yan Kui is unscrupulous in execution, and there are many dead soldiers under him, and he is one of the most difficult people in the world. ”

Ji Chengche yawned and said: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, after all, this is the Tiandu City, and he doesn't dare to be too arrogant." ”

But what he really thought of in his heart was still the "Living Note" handed over by the flowers.

"At three o'clock on the twenty-third day of the twelfth month of the seventh year of Longwu, I went up to drive the Yaoguang Palace. In a few moments, the Yaoguang Palace suddenly had a vision of ten thousand dragons and hundreds of phoenixes coming to the court, and the guards outside the hall were all frightened. ”

"At the twenty-fifth hour of the twelfth month of the seventh year of Longwu, the Yaoguang Hall was placed on the throne, and Empress Yan and Imperial Physician Qiu ...... from it"

"At two o'clock, Empress Yan was summoned to Yaoguang Palace. ”

Ji Cheng's mind was rummaging over and over again analyzing these important records, trying to find clues from them.

According to the rules of previous dynasties, the living notes record the words and deeds of the emperor, and also record the major events of the court, or even the monarch and the ministers can be preserved in their original form.

But these records are extremely simple, and it is obvious that the historian could not enter the Yaoguang Hall at that time, and could only truthfully record everything he knew outside.

The more this is the case, the more it shows that an extraordinary change has occurred in the Yaoguang Palace.

Ji Chengche couldn't think of any normal reason, which would make his father Emperor Shen suddenly drive the Yaoguang Hall in the middle of the night, and he was always secretive about what happened afterward.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, the so-called "Ten Thousand Dragons and Hundred Phoenixes Coming to Dynasty" is an auspicious omen, but Ji Chengche believes that this is a vision produced by a duel between the powerhouses of the Metaverse.

However, who could dare to enter the Yaoguang Palace at night to assassinate his mother, and afterwards make his father cover up and give up the investigation?

The answer may already be there!

Ji Chengche rode on the horse, and the hand holding the reins tightened unconsciously, thinking of another key person in this matter - Ji Tiangui.

It can be seen from the living notes that he is the only person who has been able to participate in the aftermath except for his father and Yan Zizhi.

But Ji Cheng knew that the second uncle would never confide in him.

The next truth still has to be found independently, but fortunately, the light has been revealed in the darkness.

Ji Chengche packed up his feelings, got off the horse and walked into Tiandu Temple with Tang Xueluo.

Coincidentally, the person who was in charge of greeting in front of the gate this time was actually Du Brewing Zhenren, who invited the two into the audience with a dark face and some embarrassment.

This time, Tang Xueluo was invited, and it was also to continue to discuss the secret discussion of cooperation between the two religions, and it was Tianbo Zhenren who came forward on the side of the Tiandao Sect.

Sima Yan and Chen Simiao were supervising the students of Guozijian to line up in front of the Jingtian Palace, and hundreds of people were making a lot of noise, especially a thorn like Peng Changsheng, who was even more serious.

The Taoist priests of Tiandu Temple, who were preparing for the morning class, watched coldly, frowning and dissatisfied.

As soon as Ji Cheng arrived, Peng Changsheng's sharp eyes were the first to see him, and he immediately shouted solemnly: "Quiet, what kind of system are everyone shouting in the Taoist holy land!"

The sentient beings were stunned for a moment, and then found that Ji Chengche was coming, and they closed their mouths and were silent.

Peng Changsheng came to Ji Chengche with a high spirit, and regardless of his age being a little older than the other party, he bowed down and said, "Mr. early!"

"Good morning, sir!"

Hundreds of Guozi prisoners spoke in unison, and they followed him to salute Ji Chengqing.

Sima Yan and Chen Simiao smiled bitterly at each other, their stomachs full of poems and books could not match the weight of Ji Cheng's fist and a twenty-two character training in the minds of these gentlemen.

Ji Chengqing returned the salute and ordered: "Please preside over today's matter, please Sima Sacrifice Wine, you must obey the order." ”

"Yes!" replied in unison with hundreds of students.

It's just that the eyes of many boys always sneak up unconsciously and glance at Tang Xueluo beside Ji Chengqing.

These young people are all from powerful families, which one wouldn't know that the purple-clothed girl walking beside Ji Chengqing is Tang Xueluo, the chief secretary of the witch sect?

It's rare to have a great opportunity to take a closer look at it and open your eyes today, if it's really like an eyebrow, a light smile with a smile, and a soul that wants to follow you, no wonder Superintendent Ji is inseparable from her.

Tang Xueluo smiled generously at everyone's gaze and said, "Brother Chengqing, I'll go first." ”

Ji Chengche nodded and said, "I'll wait for you." ”

Tang Xueluo's smile was dazzling, and she was drunk without alcohol, and she was stunned, secretly admiring that there was such an extraordinary woman in the world!

Seeing that Ji Chengche and Tang Xue were like glue and lacquer next to them, the sentient beings finally couldn't help but start to coax below.

Ji Chengcheng watched Tang Xueluo leave, and he was not angry with this group of good things, so he smiled and waited quietly.

Sima Yan coughed heavily and said, "The students must not make noise, and listen to the old man's arrangement." ”

Someone said coldly: "Sima sacrifice wine, today's rehearsal of your teachers and students must act in accordance with the requirements of the poor road, and the orders and prohibitions must not be violated, and the merits of the Zhaijiao ceremony the day after tomorrow must be ensured." ”

Sima Yan was stunned, and when he looked sideways, he saw that it was the Tiandu Temple host Du Han Zhenren who spoke.

He is a disciple of Tianbo Zhenren, one of the twenty-eight Heavenly Daoist Sects, and there is great hope for further progress in the future.

This Zhaijiao ceremony was nominally presided over by Tianchi Zhenren, the main Tiandu Guanguan, but it was this Duhan Zhenren who was actually responsible for running it.

Sima Yan was refuted by Du Han Zhenren in front of everyone, and Rao was a little unable to get off the stage because he had excellent self-cultivation.

But a scholar is a scholar in the end, and he will not rush up to his head and grit his teeth like a person in the market without saying a word, but say politely: "Dare to ask the real person if he has the holy decree of my emperor?"

Du Han Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and snorted: "What do you mean by this?"

Sima Yan smiled and said, "If there is no holy decree, then the oracle will do." ”

Du Hanzhen's face sank like water, and he realized that he had met an old stubborn, and immediately said: "The Zhai Jiao Ceremony is a great prosperity celebrated by the whole world, and this time it is presided over by my Tiandu Guan Office. Everyone must obey the command, so why do you need to do so with the dictation of the Holy Decree?"

Sima Yan smiled and said: "The old man is a courtier of the Han Dynasty, not a servant of Guiguan, and the Guozijian is a Han Academy, not a private school of the Heavenly Taoism, so please invite a real person to enter the palace immediately and invite the Holy Decree of the Emperor to speak." ”

"You!" Du Han Zhenren was on guard against Ji Chengche's troublemaker at first, but he expected that a newly appointed old master would jump out and make trouble.

Sima Yan is different from Ji Chengqing, his ancestor is a prominent Confucian sage, and he is highly respected and knowledgeable, and he is the first representative of Confucianism in the world.

Although it has only been mixed with a three-grade national prince sacrificial wine so far, from the princes to the Hanmen scholars, they all respect this old man.

It is no exaggeration to say that his status in the minds of Confucian scholars is no less than that of Tianmiao Zhenren to Taoism.

In the face of such a great master, Du Han Zhenren could not attack easily, so he could only take a strong breath and said: "The teachers and students of Guozijian want to recite the Tao Sutra above the Zhaijiao ceremony, this matter should always be out of His Majesty's will, right?"

Sima Yan looked calm and asked rhetorically: "Can a real person know how many places in the Tao Jing mention the word 'Xuan', and how many places mention the word 'Jing'?"

Du Han Zhenren was stunned, not knowing Sima Yan's intentions, but he could only answer for a while.

After all, he cultivated all kinds of mystical skills in Taoism, and the "Tao Sutra" was only memorized for a few years as a child. Even if you still remember the scriptures now, where can you count how many "Xuan" characters and how many "Jing" characters are in them?

Sima Yan smiled lightly and said, "There are a total of thirty-one 'Xuan' and twenty-two 'Jing'. If you ask a real person, can you know which classic can you trace back to the earliest 'tranquility and far-reaching' mentioned in the Tao Sutra?"

Du Han Zhenren said slightly angrily: "Who rarely remembers this, what's the point of looking for chapters and sentences like this?"

Ji Cheng's clear gaze swept over the hundreds of Guozi prisoners and asked, "Who can tell me where Tranquility Zhiyuan's words come from?"

Almost half of his hands were raised, and he said, "Zhuge Wuhou's Book of Commandments!"

Sima Yan stroked his beard with a smile and said: "The Tao Jing is the foundation of going home, just like a person's hair and skin. Although the old man is not a member of the Taoist sect, he recited the "Tao Sutra" at the age of four and composed the "Commentary on the Tao Sutra" at the age of 17, and has been doing so for more than 50 years. How do real people recite the Tao Sutra, and why do they teach me?"

Du Han Zhenren's face stiffened, and he realized that Sima Yan had gone around and was waiting for him here.

He finally understood the power of this Hongru in the world, and he wanted to give Ji Chengche a dismount, but it turned out that he was bored!

Seeing this, hundreds of students in the Guozijian applauded and laughed, and Peng Changsheng took the lead and shouted: "Please teach me how to read the Tao Sutra? I can't read!"

Immediately after that, someone in the crowd said: "Student ask real people, how to write the word 'Xuan'?"

Immediately, a guy who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic scolded: "Stupid, it is the 'ringworm' of jock itch!"

Suddenly, the sentient beings outside the originally solemn and silent Jingtian Hall smiled and leaned back together, turning into a pot of porridge.

In the final analysis, they are all children of the imperial court, and the talents selected by the future pillars of the Han Dynasty will not stand on the side of the Heavenly Taoism in their hearts. Seeing Du Han's real person looking domineering again, these days the big man is the number one noble young man, where will he buy it? On the contrary, I feel that Sima Yan has changed his old-fashioned image in the past, which is really happy.

Du Han Zhenren's face was white and blue for a while, and he was extremely embarrassed, and he forcibly suppressed his anger and shouted: "Sanxia, lead them to the Temple of Heaven!" After saying that, he brushed his sleeves away, only to hear another burst of laughter behind him.

Ji Chengche and Chen Simiao looked at each other and smiled, and said in their hearts that Sima Yan was old and strong, and even Emperor Longwu couldn't do anything with him, so he sent him to the Guozijian to make sacrificial wine.

Du Han Zhenren wanted to play majestic, but he really found the wrong object.

At the moment, the people of Sanxia Dao were walking on thin ice, leading the people of the country to the Temple of Heaven, and they didn't dare to say a word on the way, lest they end up with the real people of Duhan. (83 Chinese Net.)