The strongest collapse system

Chapter 713 The Truth
Hong Yi set off with a group of Zhongju scholars and went to the Shangshu Mansion in Yujing City to meet the teacher Li Shenguang.

Unfortunately, it was a closed door.

There was a big sign hanging at the door of Shangshu's mansion, with four big characters written on it, which read "No visitors".

All the people turned back in dismay.

The thickest thigh was not able to be hugged, and all the people lost interest in playing, Hong Yi was so happy, so he took the initiative to say goodbye to everyone in the same year.

The autumn is over, and it will only be half a year before the spring of the next year. Time is tight, and he has to go back to Xishan to study.

"Young Master Yi, Master Hou wants you to go home." Hong Yi was about to leave the city, but was stopped by Ziyu's servant girl who had been running after him.

"Okay." Hong Yi nodded, and then he and Ziyu headed towards Hong Mansion.

This time when Hong Yi returned to the Hong Mansion, the attitude of the people inside had obviously changed and improved a lot.

Many servants who usually ignored him, when they saw him, would stop what they were doing and call out respectfully, "Master Yi".

This is the power of imperial examination fame.

"Not only Taoism and martial arts are power, but knowledge and academics are also a kind of power!" Hong Yi had an inexplicable understanding in his heart, "Scholars learn knowledge, and then apply knowledge to gain wealth and status, and gain the respect of others. It’s also a dignified way, but you can’t study hard, otherwise it’s useless.”

Hong Yi went to the main hall of Hong Mansion and met Wu Wenhou Hong Xuanji.

Hong Xuanji wore brocade clothes and a purple gold crown on his head, and sat on the big chair in the main hall. Just sitting there, there was a kind of intimidating majesty, which made people unable to look directly at it, and couldn't help bowing their heads obediently.

"Father, do you have any instructions?" Hong Yi stood aside and asked loudly.

"This time you won Qiuwei No.1 Jieyuan, very good. You are already a gentry, I will not reprimand you today, and I will not pursue the matter of you secretly practicing martial arts. But although you are Jieyuan in high school, It's still nothing, don't get carried away, and don't act recklessly on the basis of your identity when you are away from home. If the reputation of the Hou Mansion is damaged, I will definitely not forgive you." Hong Xuanji lowered his eyelids, and said lightly, his tone was very cold, making People shuddered when they heard it.

An inexplicable chill emerged from Hong Yi's heart.

It seemed that the person in front of him was not his father, but a stranger.

Not even a stranger.

"Of order, father." Hong Yi's voice was a little stiff, he hesitated for a while, and said, "I plan to live in Xishan to study scriptures during this time, and then I will be admitted to Jinshi until the beginning of spring."

"Alright, Steward Wu, you pay 1000 taels of silver to the house, and at the same time call Zhao Han and let him follow Hong Yi to take care of it at any time." Hong Xuanji said lightly.

"Zhao Han?"

Hong Yi was slightly taken aback, but he did not expect that Hong Xuanji would arrange for someone to go back to Xishan with him.

After a while, Butler Wu came over with a bundle, followed by a man.

This man was in his thirties, wearing gray clothes, with a centipede-like scar on his face, and his face was indifferent and calm.

"Is this someone from Da Furen's natal Zhao family?" Hong Yi's heart skipped a beat, and a chill came over him, "Father is sending someone... to monitor me?"

After Hong Yi sensed it, he noticed the thick blood on Zhao Han's body.

Although it was far inferior to Hong Xuanji's immortal-level blood energy, he was still extremely powerful, showing his unfathomable martial arts cultivation.

is a master.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but in Hong Yi's feeling, this middle-aged man named Zhao Han always has a gloomy look on him, as if he has bad intentions towards him.

"Zhao Han is an expert in account management. You can leave your money to him." Hong Xuanji waved his hand, motioning Hong Yi to leave.

"The child has retreated." Hong Yi's heart moved, and he lowered his eyelids, making it difficult for people to see the expression in his eyes.

Afterwards, he turned around and walked out, Zhao Han with a gloomy face quickly followed.

……

evening.

"Master Yi, now that you are a Juren, it's not good to live in such a simple place."

Zhao Han followed Hong Yi for hundreds of miles, and came to the valley of the West Mountain. When he saw the decorations in the cave, he couldn't help but taunted him.

Hong Yi glanced at him, but didn't make a sound.

"Master Yi, where is the gold and silver at home? You must pack it up and hand it over to me so as not to lose it. The villain is good at managing accounts, so he will definitely be able to manage the money of the young master. This is also the order of the Marquis. It is not a bit sloppy." No." As soon as Zhao Han entered the Yougu cave, he wandered around and inspected the various stone chambers, searching east and west.

As if he is the master here.

Hong Yi ignored him and just watched his movements with cold eyes.

Zhao Han rummaged for a while, but found nothing, and suddenly he saw a familiar figure.

"Wang Fan, it's you! I heard that you have saved a lot of silver over the years." Zhao Han found Wang Fan sitting in a corner of the cave and meditating, with a sinister smile on his face, "Stop pretending, hurry up!" Take out the silver."

He stepped forward, trying to push Wang Fan away.

At this moment, a crisp little girl's voice sounded.

"Who are you, why did you break into our house and push Uncle Wang?" It was Xiao Mu, Shen Tianyang, and Shen Tiezhu and his son who walked into the cave in a hurry.

Xiao Mu was carrying two hares and three pheasants in his hands, while Shen Tiezhu was carrying a leopard. There was still a slight smell of blood on their bodies, obviously they had returned from hunting in the mountains.

Zhao Han was slightly taken aback when he saw the three of them entering the cave, then he saw Shen Tianyang and frowned slightly.

With Zhao Han's cultivation, he could feel the profound martial arts of this old man.

"Master Yi, who are these people?" Zhao Han took a few steps back and looked at them warily.

He didn't answer Xiao Mu's question, but turned to Hong Yi to ask about the background of the three, his tone was very rude, as if the master was questioning the servant.

"It has nothing to do with you who they are." Hong Yi said lightly.

"Hmph, Young Master Yi, I was sent by Lord Hou to look after you, and I represent Lord Hou. You don't want to violate Lord Hou's orders, do you?" Zhao Han sneered.

"You really..." A dull voice suddenly came from the cable, echoing and buzzing in the cave.

Everyone looked over and found that Wang Fan, who had been sitting quietly in a remote corner practicing, suddenly stood up and stared at Zhao Han with bright eyes.

"...Want to know their identities?"

"That's natural. Could it be that Young Master Yi has an ulterior secret?" Zhao Han laughed dryly.

"The two of them are from Shenjiagou, Zhongzhou, and this little girl is from Yunmeng Country, who was hunted down here." Wang Fan said.

Everyone was shocked.

(End of this chapter)