Chapter 111

Hearing what Li Hong said, Lu Meng, the Prime Minister of the eastern Tang Dynasty, frowned slightly:

"I remember, his name is murongting?"

Li Hong nodded: "Lu Xiang might as well pay attention to this man."

Lu Meng looked at Li Hong: "in this case, why don't your highness talk to him?"

The dark pavilion was directly ordered by Li Xuanxin, the king of the Tang Dynasty. Lu Meng was certainly not the real core figure who suggested that his son Li Hong should win over that dark Pavilion.

But at least, ease up with the other party, don't always fight against Li Hong.

Although the opposition between the dark Pavilion and the shizifu was created by the king of the Tang Dynasty to a certain extent, the moderation was still in the hands of the master of the dark Pavilion.

Don't ask for goodwill, at least don't dig in the dark.

The dark Pavilion had long ago broken Gu Hechuan, the master of the seventh state, but he kept it secret and didn't report it to his son Li Hong.

even used Li Hongan to insert the dark line in the dark Pavilion, giving false news to Li Hongchuan, saying that Changan did not have a good master, but only by the fog of fog that the troops could be resolved.

Mr. Mingxi, Cheng Jingyuan and others were trapped in Chang'an. To a large extent, this problem led them to underestimate the enemy's carelessness. They thought that several seventh frontier practitioners could win Chang'an. As a result, the whole army was destroyed and none of them could come back.

Although it turns out that Chang'an is still stronger than expected.

But it was also true that the dark Pavilion had dug a hole for the son of heaven.

"A little touch, but no big action."

Li Hongyan said: "after all, we should worry about the father's ideas."

Lumeng nodded gently: "Your Highness is mature and prudent. It's just that the prince Muping has become more and more aggressive recently, and he is getting closer and closer to the dark Pavilion."

Li Hong looked dignified: "I understand."

Li Yi, the prince of Muping County, is the second son of Li Xuanxin, the king of Tang Dynasty. He is brave and brave, and has always coveted Li Hong's son.

He broke through last year and reached the level of ghost hero in the eighth state of martial arts. He was even more arrogant and domineering, often in conflict with Li Hong.

Gao Yu, the leader of the dark cabinet, has always been in a tit for tat with his son Li Hong. In recent years, he has become intimate with Li Yi, the prince of Muping, and has become a big problem for his son Li Hong.

The king of the Tang Dynasty was taboo about the reconciliation between Shizi and the dark Pavilion, but he turned a blind eye to Li Yi's actions, which made his heart heavier and heavier.

In the previous attack on Chang'an, Li Dang, his fourth younger brother, had always supported him, and the momentum of both sides was even more fluctuating.

"Don't worry, Lu Xiang. I'll pay attention."

Li Hongping said in a calm heart: "my father ordered me to start cutting off the wings of Chang'an Olympic aid. Compared with the river Longmen, Tingshan academy is weaker, so we should put it first."

Lu Meng smile: "the pavilion mountain to have the opposite intention, does not agree with the king's favor, only Wang shangkuang, cherishes the gentle, only then left them.

Now they have to push their own feet and go with Chang'an, which is a way of self destruction.

Here, I'll leave it to the old minister. "

"Lao Lu Xiang himself, with you there, you will surely succeed." Li Hongyan said: "the surrounding troops and horses are at your disposal."

"Thank you." After a ceremony, Lu Meng set about making arrangements and left Luyang, the capital of the king, on that day.

As he left for Tingshan, some Confucian practitioners were informed to set out at Songjiang Academy.

The Tang army around Ting mountain began to mobilize.

Lumeng arrived at the foot of Ting mountain, looked at the mountain in front of him, and gave a smile.

The former dean of Tingshan Academy was killed by the eastern Tang Dynasty.

The reason is that Li Xuanxin, the king of Tang Dynasty, wanted to subdue and divide the scholars here for their own use.

However, in recent years, few students of Tingshan academy have joined the imperial court as officials, and most of them studied in private.

For Songyang academy and Lumeng, this is naturally the best.

It seems that the king of Tang lost his patience this time.

Lu Meng said to the Tang Army General beside him: "it's the king's destiny. Tingshan academy colludes with Chang'an to rebel against the party. The law can't be forgiven, so it will be shut down immediately. All the people in the Academy will be taken down. Those who resist will be killed."

"In accordance with the king's instructions." The general answered, then raised his arm and waved forward.

Mount Wai, attack immediately.

Lu Meng and a group of Confucian practitioners in Songyang academy around him were all looking at the green mountains in front of them.

When the practitioners of Tingshan academy resist, they will help the army to suppress it.

At the moment, in an ancient academy on the mountain, Li Zhibin, the head of the Academy, bows to all the students to the end:

"Li, for his own self-interest, has implicated the whole Academy. He is ashamed to all of us, and can't bear to blame for his death.

If you are willing to go to the eastern Tang Dynasty, go now. Don't lose your life. "

Mr. Li Weibin, can't you help me to study

"Yes, sir. Brother Li has been studying with us for more than ten years. He is your son and our classmate. We will only be happy if he can be saved.""How can you blame yourself for the tyranny of the eastern Tang Dynasty?"

There are a lot of students.

Li Jun was grateful and ashamed.

An old man next to him helped Li Zhibin and his son up: "if you want to yield to the Tang army's swords and spears, like Songyang Lumeng and others, we all succumbed in earlier years. Why should the teacher die in vain?"

Li Zhibin shook his head and sighed: "if it wasn't for jun'er and me, we could still read books in the mountains for at least a few years."

The old man is Wan Li, the current president of Tingshan Academy.

He patted Li Zhibin on the shoulder: "reading can be done anywhere. I'm not waiting to die here."

He turned to everyone and said, "the eastern Tang Dynasty is merciless, so we have to leave Tingshan, break through the encirclement and go to other places to study. What do you think?"

"Good!" The crowd exclaimed in unison.

More people yelled: "Mr. Li and brother Li said Chang'an was good, so we just went there."

However, some people hesitated: "the crime of the eastern Tang Dynasty was to collude with Chang'an, but we did not..."

"If the eastern Tang Dynasty was tyrannical, it would be counter!" A student next to him said, "it seems that Chang'an's rebellion against Tang Dynasty is most likely to succeed. It pays more attention to culture and education than other places."

President Wan Li raised his hand and stopped people's discussion: "break through the encirclement first. Then, let's start quickly. Everything should be simple, and no time should be wasted."

He asked Li Zhibin and another seventh level teacher to lead them down the mountain first: "there are some things in the academy that are not easy to take away, but they can't be left to the eastern Tang Dynasty, and I'll deal with them."

"I'll go with you." Li Zhibin said: "it happens that there are some things about Chang'an, which were not mentioned before."

Wan Li frowned, but did not object, only urged other students to go.

When the others had almost gone, Wan Li looked at Li Zhibin: "I am the dean of the Academy."

Li Zhibin calmly nodded: "so, it's your turn to lead everyone to a new world."

The two were tacit.

There are literati and talented people outside, at least in the eighth realm.

Most of them were Lu Meng, the president of Songyang Academy.

With him, there must be someone who can't leave.

I didn't talk about it just now. I'm just afraid of hitting other people.

"You just reunited with your son, Tianlun. You'd better leave as soon as possible."

Wan Li, the president of the hospital, said with a smile: "I'm alone, childless and frail. I'm in a short time. At the beginning, I took over the president because I was good at harmonizing and perfunctory in the eastern Tang Dynasty.

In terms of knowledge and virtue, you are not as old as you are. You are in the prime of life, and you still have a great future. It is only a matter of time for you to have a peaceful state. There is no hope that you will have a peaceful world. "

"Since I put the Academy in danger for the sake of jun'er, I have no virtue to speak of."

Li Zhibin listened to the Tang army shouting outside and said, "even if we can break through the encirclement, I don't know how many students will suffer because of my father and son. What will I look like to see them in the future?"

Wan Li smell speech, look also slightly a dark.

"If I go out, I'm ashamed of my predecessors and the students who died. I just have to hide my face and die. I'd better redeem some of my sins here."

In addition to a jade pendant on his body, Li Zhibin handed it to Wan Li: "my humble Jing died early. Jun'er will have no relatives when I go. Please allow me to be selfish for the last time. After that, I hope you can take care of Juner one or two."

After that, he paid homage to Wanli.

Wan Li tried to persuade him again. Li Zhibin looked up and said in a sharp voice, "if you don't go, you can't go!"

President Wan looked up to the sky with a long sigh. He took the jade pendant, worshipped Li Zhibin, and ran back to the mountain to catch up with others.

With a long sigh of relief, Li Zhibin walked out of the gate of the academy and looked at the army of the eastern Tang Dynasty in front of him.

"Li Zhibin, the leader of Mount Tingshan, will live and die with Ting mountain today. Although the pavilion mountain is destroyed, it should be buried as a jackal!"

His voice was peaceful and far away.

It is full of literary talent, and rises in the sky, which is in line with the natural aura of the four directions.

The air suddenly became hot, as if there were invisible forces, constantly rubbing.

The next moment, a fire broke out in the mountains.

The fire quickly spread over the whole Ting mountain and turned into a sea of fire.

At the foot of the mountain, people of Songyang academy saw this and began to write poems about rain, river and sea.

Thus, a large number of rivers, lakes and seas turned into a mirage, and a large amount of water poured into the pavilion mountain.

However, the fire in Tingshan was not extinguished, but even more prosperous. It rushed at the disciples of Songyang Academy.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Meng, the president of Songyang, flashed his talent into a ten meter long pen.

Everywhere, Jiang Haidun shows, blocking the fire.

Lumeng frowned slightly: "Wanli, do they want to run?"

He was in the middle of the sky, ignoring the fire in Tingshan mountain and chasing over the peak.

But at this time, the fire on the mountain went further, and the flame flew into the sky and rolled towards lumon.Lumeng controls the giant pen in the air and sweeps downward, and the flame can't get close at once.

But the flame suddenly condensed and turned into a huge brush more than ten meters long.

Lumeng was shocked.

For example, the magic power of yuan Jubi should be the eighth state of Confucianism, and only great Confucians can have the realm of governing the country.

How can Li Zhibin of the seventh state become?

Lu Meng fixed his eyes and saw Li Zhibing spitting blood. He was writing with his pen dipped in his own blood.

One by one blood red text, flying in the fire, finally condensed into a huge pen, sweeping across the Songyang people.

Lu Meng himself was stopped by him, and other children of Songyang Academy were even more defeated.

Li Zhibin wrote a poem about breaking away from life, which not only killed himself, but also many Tang army and Songyang students.

Lu Meng was furious, such as the fate of the giant pen fell, into the Songyang Academy of classical justice "break the cliff corner", Li Zhibin literary talent condensation of the giant pen almost bald.

Li Zhibin had a big drink and his body was also on fire.

His great pen is also integrated into the classical theory of Tingshan Academy.

Almost bare pen, straight into the sky, open lumon's pen, hit his chest!

Lu Meng's tongue burst into spring thunder, and he drank so much that he shook his pen like a giant wood in front of him, but he was still hit in the chest.

He spurted blood out of his mouth and was beaten to the ground.

The surviving individual Songyang students came forward to catch Lumeng.

They all looked back to the mountain.

Tingshan has been burned bare, and the fire is gradually extinguished.

The Academy of classical learning in the mountains has disappeared. There is only a burnt figure, which still stands, like a part of the pavilion mountain.

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