I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 144 Chapter 147 The Murder in the Academy (1 More)
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The place where well-known literati and refined scholars in Yujing gather, there are no precious flowers and plants, simple carved decorations, and Danqing painted by members of the Academy, cleverly placed in strong contrasts of colors, so as to lead people's emotions.

The winding path leads to secluded places, and the river water pavilions.

There is an elegant atmosphere everywhere, which makes people feel peaceful.

While pushing the cups and changing the cups, the students in front of the pavilion were wearing plain school gowns, all of them were in high spirits, citing scriptures, and debating clearly.

"Brother Lei, this statement is wrong. Peace is not something we seek. We must talk about the dangers we are facing today, but we can't talk about it humbly. Instead, we should show our prestige and bloodiness."

"Stop, brother Wen, as you said, do you know how many lives were exchanged for the blood in your mouth, how many wives and children of the people in my court were scattered, and it may even be impossible to change the result in the end. Do you know the strength of our dynasty? It can handle the three-way attack."

Under Huang Fengwen's guidance, Li Ye heard heated discussions before he even came close.

"Haha, every time I come here, I can see Brother Wen and Brother Lei fighting tit for tat. Why don't you stop now. Mr. Huang brought a friend, let's get to know each other."

Huang Fengwen walked in front of everyone.

The debate was interrupted, and everyone stood up to greet him.

"Brother Huang, who is this?"

Huang Fengwen chuckled and introduced Li Ye to the young talents in front of him.

"This is little brother Li, a good friend of mine, come to join in the fun, if you don't mind if I bring him here."

He introduced other people to Li Ye respectively.

"The two are Wen Zhong and Lehman? The proud students of Jiangling Academy's 'Old Master Gao', they have been admiring for a long time."

Li Ye's gaze stayed on the two of them, and he remembered the two whom Li Zhi had praised so many times.

"I don't mind, I don't mind, who is your teacher?"

"Brother Wen and Brother Lei's reputations are really enviable. Even Brother Li has heard of them. They have been kept from us for a long time. Let me tell you, who can teach Brother Wen and Brother Lei to be talented? It's Mrs. Gao."

Gather together.

Everyone sat down with a smile.

"Brother Li, just now Brother Wen and Brother Lei were discussing whether the imperial court should make peace or fight in this three-way war between the south, west and north. Which one is better, what's your opinion?"

A student who sat upright and liked to show off raised his glass and asked.

Li Ye's sitting posture was not as dignified as others, more casual, and he also raised his glass.

"I learned a little in a private school in the early years, and my knowledge is shallow, not as deep as yours. If I make a mistake, I don't think it's surprising.

I think it is necessary to fight, but also to make peace, but this speed must be controlled well. I have heard people say this sentence.

War is the continuation of politics, and politics is the purpose of war. If I surrender without a fight, then the Xia Dynasty will think that I am cowardly in the future. Just as people don’t bully the strong, they only bully the weak, and the same is true between countries. "

Wen Zhong muttered a few words.

"War is the continuation of politics, and politics is the purpose of war. These words exhaust the cause and effect of war and politics, and are incisive."

Lehman half-raised his wine glass, thinking about Li Ye's words.

"People don't bully the strong, they only bully the weak. Although these words are not benevolent, they are full of human nature, and a country is like a human being. My previous opinion fell into a contest with Brother Wen, which lost its bias. .”

Others were also thinking about Li Ye's words.

Listening to everyone's praise, Li Ye wiped away the non-existent tears on his forehead.

These words are a summary of the historical wisdom he has collected on the Internet for thousands of years, especially the relationship between politics and war. He just repeats these words.

If you really want him to argue, he can't explain why, and pretends to be a little bit awesome.

Not long after, a figure appeared in the corridor in the distance.

When he saw that figure, Li Ye ignored the students who were discussing, talked to Huang Fengwen, got up and left quietly.

In the flower path.

The man held a thread-bound book in his hand, with a leather cover made by a blue unknown beast, and he didn't have much vigilance.

Leisurely.

Li Ye walked behind, expressionless, his walking speed was only slightly faster than his predecessors, his footsteps were frivolous, he looked like an ordinary student who didn't know martial arts.

The sun stretches his reflection.

Getting longer and longer.

At the same time, he is getting closer and closer to the goal.

The reflection on the ground crossed half an inch from the person in front of him, and Li Ye radiated a fierce saber gesture, which was not powerful, but concentrated around the person in front of him.

Putting the two fingers together, he came to the back of the person in a flash, and broke into the meridians of the person in front of him.

The real momentum is like a broken bamboo, shattering people's hearts.

People fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

If other people saw the half of the handsome face exposed on the ground, they would be shocked.

The person who died was the young son of the Fang family, Fang Boyi.

Li Ye continued to walk forward without looking back.

After he left, there was a man with a sad expression and trembling steps. He didn't seem surprised when he saw the corpse on the ground. Instead, he calmed down, gritted his teeth, and looked around.

A short dagger was exposed from the cuff of the wide student's robe. Right in front of the dead man, he swung the dagger, and his true energy swayed from the dagger, turning into sharp edges, wantonly destroying the surroundings.

"Don't blame me, I can't help myself, sister, I can't take care of you anymore, I hope you can take care of yourself in the future."

He said while destroying the scene.

When Li Ye returned to the pavilion, it was extremely lively in front of him.

"Surnamed Hong, don't mess around here. Why, do you think you can make a fortune by getting close to this young master of the Zheng family? Are you worthy of the little ink in your belly?"

The students who were with Wen Zhong said in a strange way.

"Don't forget, Master Hao just gave you a review not long ago. He has a little bit of ink in his chest, and he shows off his inferior tactics. He doesn't think about the nonsense you said, saying that practicing martial arts and abandoning wisdom can only be rude. Who doesn't know, Wu Neng To protect the country, culture can govern the country.

In ancient times, Zhuang Shengzi said that writing requires martial arts, and writing can't be abandoned. I thought you didn't dare to show your face these days, and it would be embarrassing to come out so soon. "

Li Ye didn't quite understand the conflicts among these people, but it seemed that a student who was following the seventh son of the Zheng family, 'Zheng Hu', was so angry that his fingers trembled and he pointed at the other person's nose.

Seeing this situation, he thought that the man would be too angry to make a move.

"Aggression is not what a gentleman does. You are a little boy. Brother Hong is my good friend. How can you bully me casually? I don't think you have the air of an official. I should tell the servant of the Ministry of Civil Affairs about the situation in front of me. What kind of person this person is, you should give more consideration to the job evaluation."

Zheng Hu raised his hand to press down the trembling arm, and said arrogantly.

Everyone looked over and found the conflict there.

"It's so majestic, I don't know who it is, it turns out to be the seventh son of the Zheng family, why didn't I know that the Zheng family can order the servant of the official department, a seventh son of the Zheng family can control the fate of a high school student.

Could it be that the Zheng family has the final say in Yu Chao, maybe I should ask His Majesty to give you the seat. "

Li Ye's words are not surprising and endless.

As soon as the words came out, everyone else was stunned by him.

Enraged, Zheng Hu turned around and yelled, "That bastard is farting."

"Brother Li, don't talk nonsense." Lehman said anxiously.

Li Ye squeezed his knuckles, rushed over, and punched Zheng Hu's face with his head covered. He didn't use much real energy, but the punch was not small, and Zheng Hu's nosebleed splash.

A set of combined punches is three punches.

After three punches, Zheng Hu fell to the ground.

"Zheng Hu, you are a shit, dare to call me a bastard, see if I don't beat you to death."

While talking, he was hitting, and he didn't hold back at all.

The fists were dripping with blood, but the blood belonged to Zheng Hu.

Every punch landed on the node of Zheng Hu's strength, the blood in his body was shaken, and he couldn't speak at all.

Everyone was also stunned.

"Brother Li, don't mess around, stop first, stop first."

Just as Wen Zhong was persuading, he was about to step forward to block the fight, but Huang Fengwen stretched out his hand to hold him.

The horse spirits following Zheng Hu came to their senses and hurried forward.

Zheng Xiao, who heard the commotion, looked up, and when he saw that it was about to get out of control, he quickly shouted with genuine anger.

"stop."

That infuriating shout was full of shocking power, and he rushed over quickly, creating a whistling wind.

When the others thought that Zheng Xiao had come to stop Li Ye, but seeing that he was stopping someone who was going to help, his expression was extremely gloomy.

Li Ye twisted his neck and straightened his body.

"Hey, this is not the fifth son of the Zheng family, what a coincidence." After he got up, he slowly took out a clean silk scarf from his pocket and wiped his palms.

Everyone also felt something different, this person has a lot of background, otherwise how could even Zheng Xiao not dare to offend easily.

They looked at Li Ye with complicated eyes.

Suddenly, a call came from not far away.

"Dead, dead."

(End of this chapter)