Chapter 53

Ling Yun doesn't know what the Tianyi academy is like, and he doesn't want to know. It's just yesterday. He has to make a good plan step by step. Wuyuan is the first person to deal with it. However, the situation in the capital is much more complicated than that in Liangcheng. It can't be solved with a few words and speculation.

Ling Yun is sitting in his study. He is still asleep in the early morning. It's already the next morning. Kristi gets up early. Looking at Ling Yun staring at his bright red eyes, he asks, "you didn't sleep all night, did you?"

Lingyun said helplessly: "next time you come in, do you want to knock on the door?"

Kristi glanced at the wee hours when he was still asleep and said with a squint smile, "it's amazing."

"Well?"

Ling Yun didn't know why, so he said to Kristi, "how do you know about the situation in Beijing after you've been here so long?"

Christie shook his head and said, "I know a lot about things in the Academy, but I don't know much about things outside the Academy."

Ling Yun brought Chris forward to go, thought for a long time, then said: "if you can, I'd like to ask you to do me a favor."

"I'd love to," Kristi said with his back to Lingyun. "Is it about Prince Wu's mansion?"

"You are so smart, don't use it to speculate on my mind," Ling Yun said with a smile, "but it's not just Prince Wu's residence."

Ling Yun has some ideas. In fact, it's a very long-term plan to deal with the matter of Prince Wu's residence. I'm afraid it will be determined after the palace examination in June for the rest of his life. Moreover, it's not a sure thing where he will be sealed off for the rest of his life. But now that Ling Yun has determined, he must follow.

Ten years later, when they passed by, they found that Zhao and song had been dead for a long time, which would be the best promotion route for the rest of their lives. Ling Yun could also take this opportunity to pull out many people's paws and teeth. Ling Yun believed that they would not wait to die, but he naturally had a way to deal with it. Many people were involved in the old case of King Ling's residence, and many people died, There are also many people demoted, these people are his biggest team.

Ling Yun is confident that if he gives him something, he can make these people return to their original positions, even to a higher level, until the whole Zhao and Song dynasties are all for his use. After that, he will rebuild Ling's mansion, and take charge of Nanye Prefecture!

Then ask the immortals who are standing on the top of the mountain and in the sky, what is the reason for the layout!

He's going to pick up his mother.

Ling Yun and Kristi are about to go out, but a carriage stops in front of Ling Fu's door. A woman in black comes down from it, carrying double swords, and says indifferently, "Ling Yun, come with me to the assembly hall of the Academy."

……

Zhao Yu, the Third Prince of Zhao song, sat opposite Zhao Gou, his majesty. Zhao Gou said with a smile, "Ling Yun Ling mansion is still in the former site of Ling Wang mansion. I'm afraid this boy knows something and dares to be so bold and open-minded."

Zhao Gou's tone seems to be angry. In fact, with a smile on his face, he doesn't have much blame. As the king of a country, he doesn't have this kind of spirit. He's still the king of a country. Even if Lingyun is really an old man in Lingwang mansion, can't he tolerate such a person?

"Then the minister ordered someone to arrest him?" Zhao Yu asked tentatively.

Zhao Yu snorted coldly: "catch him? Why did you catch him? Do you think my ears are not bothered enough by those people? "

"What about Wu Yuan?" Zhao Yu asked in a low voice, if Wu Yuan was clumsy, then the king of Wu should guess more.

Zhao Gou light said: "don't worry, first look again, but you are in the Academy, you should pay more attention to some."

Knowing that her father would not speak any more, Zhao Yu bowed down. After Zhao Yu left, Zhao goucai said faintly: "Wuyuan is clumsy. I haven't seen it for so many years. It's interesting, Wulin."

Just now, his majesty, who is still calm and looks like spring breeze, is indifferent and looks like falling into an ice cellar!

……

Ling Yun sat opposite the woman in black and asked easily, "how long have you been learning swords?"

"Only three years so far." Ling Yun replied truthfully.

It's easy to pull Ling Yun's hand. His fingers are long and slender, which is very suitable for holding the sword. However, Ling Yun's qualification is not good, because his meridians are more fragile and narrow than those of normal people, but he is extremely tough. It's not qualification that makes him a sword cultivator. The most important thing in sword cultivation is not qualification, but the heart of the sword.

Or there are some people who are special. They are born to be someone. Maybe Ling Yun is born to practice sword. So he has only practiced sword for three years. His sword spirit is pure and his aura has turned into sword spirit. Apart from being suitable, he can't find any other reason to explain Ling Yun's talent in kendo.

However, looking at Ling Yun's appearance, it's hard to hide that he has been practicing sword for three years. He doesn't feel proud. He doesn't know what kind of master Ling Yun is to teach such a disciple.

"Who is your master?" Easy to ask again.

Ling Yun said: "a drunkard, but it seems very powerful."

"Like?" It's easy to be surprised to say that Ling Yun, as his disciple, doesn't know his master's strength?

Ling Yun explained, "it's just half a gentleman." he didn't intend to tangle about it. He asked easily, "what can I do for the academy?"

"Although your strength is not strong, your swordsmanship is good. I plan to make you a swordsmanship teacher for those new disciples." Yi Xiaoxiao said, "of course, you can also find me if you have doubts on kendo."

"That sounds good," Ling Yun said with a gentle smile. "Why?"

"It was decided by the vice president of Anxin." It's easy to say that if they give Ling Yun an amulet, they are also guessing what Ling Yun's identity is. However, seeing Ling Yun's appearance, they either pretend they don't know or really don't know how powerful their husband is. Half of them teach a disciple who can cultivate the spirit of sword after three years of practicing sword. First they are strong, and students are also strong.

If Ling Yun tells Yi Yi that he is a drunkard, he thinks he is too bad in his heart. He doesn't know what Yi Yi feels like. When he is free, he can think about some things and be happy.

This time, Ling Yun didn't bring him in the early morning. He had already told Li Tiehua to help take care of him in the early morning. When he thought of Li Tiehua, he would not forget tie Zhu. "By the way, there is a man in my family who is born with divine power. I want to bring him into the Academy."

"The Academy will recruit students in June next year. You can let him prepare for it." It's easy to say.

Ling Yun is noncommittal. He can't let tie Zhu through the back door. However, if he becomes a swordsmanship teacher, he can really get tie Zhu in. As for teaching swordsmanship, Ling Yun has to think about it carefully. Compared with him, he hasn't learned swordsmanship for a long time.

In addition, the sword Academy of Tianyi Academy must recruit talented or powerful disciples. It's not so easy to convince them, especially that although they have defeated the Lin family, they are defeated by Wu Yuan. This is regarded as lifting a stone and hitting their own feet.

However, this is not a big deal, it can always be solved, and the trouble that can be solved is not trouble.

When he arrived at the assembly hall of the Academy, he sat on the first seat with a smile on his face. When Ling Yun arrived, he bowed his hands and gently called out, "I've seen Dean Anxin."

He opened his body and didn't accept Ling Yun's worship. It's not that he didn't want to, but that he didn't need to. After all, they are brothers in terms of seniority.

"On the way, I should have told you why I came to you, so I won't beat around the Bush," he said with a smile. "The sword academy has always been lukewarm and unpopular among the academies. The Confucianists can accept the merits of a hundred schools, but there are also many theories that are not precise. Therefore, most of the young people with sword cultivation qualifications like to be placed under the monks' Mountain Gate rather than among the academies."

"There are five swordsmanship teachers in the sword Academy. You have agreed to become the sixth swordsmanship teacher before," he said. Instead of looking at Ling Yun, he turned his head and looked around. "To call you here is to ask you to be a witness."

If you want to recruit a swordsmanship teacher, you don't need to stir up the crowd like this. At the end, there is a middle-aged man with white face. He is looking at Lingyun with great significance. When Lingyun's eyes sweep over, he smiles and takes back his eyes. Lingyun bows and bows, and says quietly, "Cao min, Lingyun, meet the emperor."

The reason why he didn't kneel down was very simple, because Ling Yun thought he didn't deserve it. The royal family of Zhao and Song Dynasties couldn't, couldn't and shouldn't accept the courtesy of the people in Ling's mansion.

Middle aged Zhao Gou smiles, "how do you know that I am the emperor?"

Ling Yun straightened up and said gently: "it seems that the vice president's eyes are looking at the emperor from time to time. All of you sitting here are serious. When you see me as a young man, I'm not so serious. I don't think the atmosphere of Tianyi academy should be so serious, so there must be some great people here."

"Besides, I am a scholar. It's inevitable for me to fight for knowledge. If I don't talk about knowledge, it's not decent to fight for a higher level," Ling Yun said with a smile. "In the whole capital, the emperor is the only one who can create such a situation."

"After all, I guess, but my eyesight is good," Zhao Gou said faintly. "I just heard Zhao Yu say that the new young swordsman in the academy is really young, so I came to have a look."

I'm afraid it's a lie. I've come to see Wu Yuan. It's just a passing thing. But Ling Yun is not nervous and doesn't care. "Outside the capital, there is Taiyue, the master of sword cultivation. Most of the sword cultivation seeds have gone there. The academy is mainly Confucian after all. But it would be nice if we could produce a few sword cultivation seeds to suppress Taiyue's fame, The strength of a hundred schools should not be limited to learning. "

Ling Yun's eyes narrowed slightly. The emperor of Zhao and Song Dynasties said that he was dissatisfied with Taiyue Jianzong. The academy students eventually went to either teach and preach, or cherish the world, and ascend the official career. The monks of the clan either took good care of themselves for longevity, or took the clan as the premise of benefit, and cared for their families regardless of a country.

"Grassroots try their best." Ling Yun raised his head and had a different brilliance in his eyes, which would make the emperor feel that he had some insight. But when he first came into the world, he was like a piece of white paper. He didn't have to worry too much about Wu Yuan's affairs.

"Good!" Zhao Gou got up and said to the audience, "I think this child is good. I'll see what happens in the future."

……

After Zhao Gou left, he had to look up at Ling Yun. I'm afraid Yasheng's disciple's knowledge is not only Yasheng's "benevolence and righteousness", but also involves a lot of context. No wonder he can easily remove the Song family in Dayu county.

It's easy to take Ling Yun to a yard and say, "you can go back to your house or live here. It doesn't matter."

"Thank sister Rong for leading the way." Ling Yun gently said, easy to have a smile, and soon convergence, "tomorrow you can come to teach, do you want to see your students first?"

"Don't worry." Ling Yun has other things to do, "come back tomorrow."

Ling Yun leaves. When he leaves the Academy, Zhao Gou is talking with Wu Yuan in a long distance. He seems to be quite intimate. Wu Yuan claps his chest with pride. Then Ling Yun knows what he is thinking and talking about. The corner of his mouth is slightly raised. He digs his own grave, and no one goes to incense.