Taiqing palace, like Jiufeng academy, has temporarily suspended its flag.
But the wind about Chang'an began to spread in China.
Ordinary people only listen to legends, but in the eyes of those who have a heart, they will not take it lightly.
Soon, in the Middle Earth, there were more than one passer-by to cross the sea to the East.
One of them is from the famous Yansheng mansion.
When they arrived at the east coast of Xinjiang, they formally submitted a letter to meet the Lord of Chang'an.
The name of Yan Shengfu is still sacred to scholars all over the country.
Even in the eastern Xinjiang, Cao Ran Ran and other famous people were immediately solemn.
From Zhoudi, they immediately tried to report to Chang'an.
However, after a short time, there was a reply, ordering them to go to Chang'an city.
"So soon there is a reply?"
Yan Shengfu people looked at each other.
It seems that there are many practitioners above the nine realms here, among them there are more likely to be Confucianists with the magical power of seeing words like faces.
However, if not, how can the Taiqing palace and Jiufeng academy be reduced?
In the Middle Kingdom, it was a huge thing that could be compared with their yanshengfu.
Thinking of this, they were relieved and went to Chang'an with Cao Ran Ran.
However, walking on the road, the head of the young man's eyes suddenly flashed:
"in the past, there were so many private schools in eastern Xinjiang?"
Cao Ran Ran shook his head: "no, it's all brought by Chang'an. So far, it's only a few months."
The man named Kong yuan was more and more surprised:
"if there is always a lot of literary and cultural materials and talents here, then many private schools can play a role.
But if there has never been a similar tradition, then in a few months, can we create hundreds of millions of scholars out of thin air? "
Cao Ran Ran Ran was stunned and laughed: "Sir, I misunderstood that these schools, whether men, women, young or old, with or without literary talent, can enter the school. What they learn is not profound classic articles, but mainly for the purpose of reading and writing."
On hearing this, Kong Yuan's face sank: "isn't that casting pearls before swine? It's ridiculous. "
Cao Ran Ran Ran's smile gradually disappeared: "Sir, it's said that sages once said that there was a saying that there was no class in the sages. Why should we care about who is studying? Is it not beautiful to let the literary brilliance spread all over the world?"
Kong Yuan said coldly: "sage cloud, the people can use it, can not make it known, there is no class, always said that our generation of scholars, you do not want to distort the classics."
Cao Ran Ran Ran's expression suddenly became serious: "Mr. Kong invited me. I always thought that the sentence of sage should be" the people can make it, let it be; if not, know it ". It is the way of sage to educate the world."
"You are a village man in the wilderness of eastern Xinjiang. What kind of sage do you know when you read evil?"
Kong Yuan's robe sleeve swung and asked his fellow travelers to leave: "if Chang'an acts like this, what level can we see? The upright is not enough to conspire. Let's go!"
Cao Ran Ran was stunned: "how do you interpret the saint's scriptures?"
Chang'an City, Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun Xiangran a smile.
Kong Aided them, for fear of deliberately explaining so as to facilitate their own actions.
"It's still the same as before..."
In front of Zhang Dongyun, Shen Herong sighs.
"More likely to get worse." Zhang Dongyun said calmly: "if not, it's not good to make up for the loss we brought to them."
Shen and Rong did not speak, but sighed again.
Outside Chang'an, she had already arrived near Kong Yuan and Cao Ran Ran.
Yan Shengfu people want to go, she directly with her own family, the world, will all people together.
Cao Ran Ran Ran has not even responded, Kong Yuan and others have been taken away.
They are all in the invincible city. Zhang Dongyun helps them. In Cao Ranran's eyes, it is the mysterious Mr. He who makes the move.
Kong yuan on the opposite side is Shen Herong, who is incarnated as "Mr. He". He shakes his head slightly when he looks at Kong Yuan who is still clamoring for help in her home and country.
After returning to Chang'an, she directly handed over the person to Mr. Wu Yun, and she no longer paid attention to it.
The city Lord Zhang in the Daming Palace is very happy.
Although Kong Yuan and others did not take the initiative, they just walked away, but they are now in the invincible city.
Shen He Rong disguised them with his family and country. They intended to resist and break free. Kong yuan, the Ninth level Confucian practitioner, immediately sent the city Lord Zhang 1000 points of guard experience.
"Little sister at that time, not so crooked melon split dates."
Shen and Rong stepped into the hall: "one generation is inferior to another."
Zhang Dongyun faint smile: "in their eyes, you are the wrong person."
Shen and Rong shook his head and went to the chair to sit on his feet.
Zhang Dongyun then stretched out his hand in the air.
Thus, in the main hall, there is a scene of light and shadow, reflecting the scene outside the city of Chang'an.Among them, Zhuo sin, as a guide, is leading a Taoist nun to Chang'an city.
Seeing this Taoist nun, Shen Herong raised his eyebrows slightly: "if you don't admit your mistake, is this Jin Xiaoxiao of the orthodox school?"
"Not bad." Zhang Dongyun nodded.
Yan Shengfu didn't deal with Jiufeng Academy. It was said that some people in Jiufeng academy suffered losses in Chang'an, so they sent people to explore the way.
In the same way, Zhengyi sect is fighting with the Taiqing Palace at present. It is said that some disciples of Taiqing palace have met with a wall in Chang'an, and they have sent people to contact them.
However, only by looking at the representatives from both sides, we can see their own mentality.
Although Kong Yuan is a descendant of the Confucius family in Yan Sheng mansion, he is not a direct lineage, not a Confucian master.
As a first contact envoy, he was also qualified.
But compared with the orthodox faction, it is totally different.
Jin Xiaoxiao, the elder of Zhengyi sect, is one of the few masters who teach Chengyang immortal by themselves.
She came here in person, basically second only to Chengyang Zhenren.
Of course, according to Zhang Dongyun's previous information, Chengyang immortal can't be separated here at the moment.
At the time of his death, Peng Ling was attacked by the Qing Dynasty.
Even if Chengyang immortal has the ability to distract himself, he doesn't dare to be distracted at this moment. He must concentrate on fighting against Taiqing palace.
Zhang Dongyun and Shen Herong were surprised that Jin Xiaoxiao could appear in Chang'an.
After all, she has several masters under the real Chengyang, and Zhengyi school is in critical need of every strength.
"What is the purpose of elder Jin's coming here?"
After seeing each other, Mr. Wu Yun first asked.
Jin Xiao and Xiao Chong hit each other with a Taoist censor: "our sect is in danger. I've come to ask for help. Please forgive me. I can't stay here for a long time. I'll leave soon. Please see the Lord of Chang'an."
Mr. Wu Yun looked at each other up and down: "Chang'an has its own pace, and will not break it for others. If you say that you can join forces against the Taiqing palace, you don't have to. It's just Taiqing palace. It can't stop my majesty's steps."
When Jin Xiaoxiao heard the speech, his heart sank.
Whether the other party is serious about this idea or intends to start the price, such an answer is not a good signal for her trip.
I just don't know if the other party dares not to pay attention to the Taiqing palace and the Zhengyi school. Is it a bluff of bargaining, or is it really a matter of mind?
Jin Xiaoxiao didn't have much trouble.
On the one hand, she has no time to delay; on the other hand, it is not in line with her style.
"The city Lord of Chang'an is coming to China. Our sect is willing to take over the city in order to facilitate Chang'an."
Jin Xiaoxiao said bluntly: "the pace of Chang'an is that I dare not interfere. It is up to the city Lord of Chang'an to make a decision. Our school is only waiting for good news."
After hearing this, Mr. Wu Yun looked up and down at each other, and then nodded: "Daoyou is a quick talker. In this way, I can give you your Majesty's help. But I can't guarantee whether your majesty will be summoned."
"Naturally, it's hard to be friends." Jin Xiaoxiao raised a heart, finally a little put down.
In the Daming Palace, Shen Herong smiles: "if we really go back to the Middle Earth and have a firm foothold, even if it is just a soldier, the Taiqing palace will also care. As long as the Zhengyi faction can support up to that time, the Taiqing palace will naturally withdraw its troops, and she will help us, as well as the Zhengyi faction itself."
Zhang Dongyun also a smile: "still sensible."
Jin Xiaoxiao felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he was not completely relieved. He came to Daming Palace with Mr. Wu Yun.
Entering the palace, she first saw someone sitting on a high seat, and her face seemed to be shrouded in light.
Another young scholar, sitting on the side, looked at her with a smile.
"Jin Xiaoxiao, from the upright School of the poor, met the Lord of Chang'an."
The Taoist nun calmed down and saluted Zhang Dongyun.
"No gift."
Zhang Dongyun looked at each other and said calmly: "after a month, Chang'an people set foot in the Middle Earth."
Then he said no more.
Before Jin Xiaoxiao had time to reply, Mr. Wu Yun said respectfully, "please obey your Majesty's instructions."
On the other side, Shen Herong, who had been transformed into "Mr. He", also had a similar style. He stood up and saluted: "please obey your Majesty's instructions."
Jin Xiaoxiao opened his mouth and did not make a sound.
She looked at Mr. Wu Yun as usual and made a "please" action to her.
“…… Thank you, Lord Chang'an. " Finally, Xiao Jin left with a sigh.
After leaving Daming Palace, Mr. Wu Yun looked at each other calmly: "a month."
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