The next day, the weather was clear and cloudless.

Liu Chen got up early in the morning, decocted a dose of herbs for himself, and then came to the side room, and called the sleeping little monk in a daze, and put on the brand-new academy uniform, and the two met and smiled, indescribably happy.

After a hasty breakfast, Liu Chen hesitated to glance at the courtyard wall that had been opened, and in the little monk's puzzled gaze, he did not greet Wu Tong, but took the little monk to walk towards the ancestral hall in the north corner of the academy.

The ancestral hall stands on the highest peak of Bauhinia Mountain, paved a neat bluestone slab road on the corridor opened up along the mountain road, walks through the huge archway, Liu Chen and the little monk came to the corridor, here, there are already many people who have come here, they are all freshmen who only entered yesterday like Liu Chen.

This corridor leading to the ancestral hall is called Wolong Slope, from a distance, it does look like a giant dragon winding on the Bauhinia Mountain, on both sides of the corridor, is the portrait and character life of the best academy disciples for thousands of years, after these outstanding students graduated, they are all famous all over the world, in the Eastern Continent, Wolongpo is known to everyone, so that students of all ethnic groups yearn for it, Liu Chen and the little monk slowly observe the resume of each senior, the admiration in the heart is like a river gushing endlessly, the academy, is the teacher of eternity, this is not deceiving!

The crowd that should have been noisy was particularly quiet at the moment, and no one dared to come to desecrate this place, even if they had doubts in their hearts, everyone was in a group in twos and threes, communicating in low voices.

Liu Chen's arrival did attract some attention, and the civilian boy with the talent of the eighth turn became the talking point of various dormitories last night.

Ignoring those gazes, Liu Chen continued to look for it on this corridor, and the little monk felt his eagerness, and he didn't have much heart to see the glorious deeds of those predecessors, so he followed Liu Chen like this and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

In a corner, Liu Chen stopped, straightened his clothes, and even his breathing became a little disordered, and the little monk looked up curiously, on the mural on that side, the typing of six iron paintings and silver hooks almost stabbed his eyes.

"Xuanwei General Liu Qing!"

"Brother Chen, they are paying attention to you, it's not good to stay here for too long, next time there is no one, I will accompany you over!" The little monk glanced left and right, Liu Chen was stunned in front of Liu Qing's portrait, which has attracted more attention, although the world is big, you can only see the portrait of General Xuanwei in the academy, but Liu Chen is leaving the academy after all, and he is too deeply involved, I am afraid that it will lead to trouble in the future.

"Suffering, he may be my father!" Liu Chen smiled dumbly, as soon as the words came out, the little monk's face suddenly changed greatly, although he had doubts in his heart, but Liu Chen's personal admission made him feel afraid for a while. "Is it wrong to look at your father a few more times?"

"Uncle Shi said before that there is no right or wrong in this world, only when there is a fight, there is right and wrong, and people can't give up the obsession in their hearts, so in this world, there are more and more wrong people and wrong things!" The little monk's face was a little depressed, and he couldn't help but reach out and pull the corner of Liu Chen's clothes, and lowered his voice to persuade: "The situation in the imperial capital is complicated, no matter what Brother Chen'er has on his mind, you should still bear with it now, some things, there will always be a day when the water will come out!"

"Listen to you!" Liu Chen smiled slightly, turned his head and patted the little monk's head, and then followed the little monk to other places, but the moment he turned around, Liu Qing's face on the portrait was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart, and the association engraved in the blood made his heart like a knife, and he could hardly breathe.

"Are you Liu Chen?" didn't go far, a group of men and women blocked Liu Chen and the little monk's way, as soon as he looked up, Liu Chen was puzzled, but he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "I've seen the Holy Son, I've seen the Emperor!"

"General Liu doesn't have to be polite!" The Holy Son was born handsome and extraordinary, and his gestures were full of wealth and nobility, and he wore a long robe in the style of the academy on his body, but he couldn't hide the momentum of being a celestial pride, seeing Liu Chen's salute, he was also full of spring, and the smile on his face was even worse, he held Liu Chen's arm and said with a loud smile: "This palace has heard Uncle Cousin mention you, this Northwest War, General Liu has made great contributions, and today I have the fate to know, which is my blessing to hear about Renhao!"

"The Holy Son praised it falsely, and the dust didn't dare to take it, but I don't know what the Holy Son has to say, and the dust should listen to it!" Liu Chen's expression and words were neither humble nor arrogant, and the appearance of acquaintance made the faces of the men and women behind Wen Renhao look happy, and they were as proud as peacocks in heat.

"I don't know anything, and I ask General Liu for advice!"

"Don't dare to give advice, the dust should know everything, and the words are endless!"

"What is the relationship between General Liu and the young master of the Sword Sect?"

Liu Chen raised his head slightly, and saw that Wen Renhao was still full of spring breeze, but between his eyebrows and eyes, there was a slight flickering of cold light, which was quite breathtaking.

"At the time of the decisive battle of the Sanggan River, Chen was the main general of the left front of the coalition army, and the young master of the Wu family was the main general of the right forward, that's all!"

After carefully looking at Liu Chen for a long time, he saw that he was always unwavering, his demeanor was humble, Wen Renhao was overjoyed, and the fierce color in his eyes also disappeared a lot, for a long time, he patted the shoulder of the beautiful girl next to him, and introduced to Liu Chen with a smile: "Come on, come on, General Liu, today's acquaintance is fate, let me introduce you, this is the fiancée of the palace, the pearl of the empire, the Rose Emperor, to say, when General Liu fell into Fancheng, my fiancée also indirectly saved your life!"

Liu Chen raised his eyes to look at the legendary Rose Emperor, not long after the girl, the girl was already out of the country, the simple academy uniform was worn on her body, but it looked unique, the eyebrows frowned, and it seemed that I was pitiful, Wen Renhao's big hand slapped on her shoulder, so that she couldn't help but tremble, and the exquisite little face also hung a trace of fear, seeing Liu Chen looking at it, the girl's face was a little pale, and she pretended to be calm and pulled through a far-fetched smile and said: "I've seen General Liu!"

"Thank you for the life-saving grace of the emperor, this kindness is unforgettable, and he will be rewarded in the future!"

Looking at Liu Chen's stern appearance, the loud words fell into the girl's ears, as if they were the last straw, which made her eyes glow with a trace of hope, and that glimmer of hope fell on Liu Chen's extraordinarily young face, and finally turned into a light sigh, the girl nodded in despair, and shrank behind the crowd.

"Brother, are these wild dogs bothering you?" Just when Liu Chen and Wen Renhao looked at each other and smiled, each pregnant with a ghost, a very unsociable voice made everyone's faces change greatly, Liu Chen didn't mention it in one breath, almost choked on his throat, and when he turned his head, he saw Wu Tong, who was not very happy, came to his side, and learned his own movements, raised his hand and touched the head of the little monk with an extremely unhappy face.

"The surname Wu, don't touch my head!" Before everyone could speak, the little monk began to run away, just now he persuaded Brother Chen'er for a long time, which made him endure everything and avoid the sharp edge of the Holy Son, before it started, Wu Tong jumped out to make trouble, and his good intentions were all lost, which really made the little monk angry in his heart, "Believe it or not, I went to find my senior brother and beat you hard!"

"Little monk, you want to rebel?" Wu Tong raised his eyebrows, raised his hand again and touched the little monk's head.

"General Wu!" Liu Chen grabbed Wu Tong's hand halfway, and said indifferently: "Enough is enough!"

Seeing the appearance of Wu Tong and Liu Chen competing against each other, the smile on Wen Renhao's face became more and more brilliant.