I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Inside the capital, Prime Minister Zuo stepped up the steps of the capital step by step, and all the guards along the way did not dare to stop him at all.

Since Wen Xiang left the capital, the capital has been defenseless against Zuo Xiang.

In the entire capital, as long as it is the place Zuo Xiang wants to go, there is basically no place he cannot go.

This is an order personally issued by His Majesty the Emperor Daqian.

Wen Xiang left, and there was no one in the entire capital who could compete with Zuo Xiang.

When Zuo Xiang didn't make any big moves, everyone should try to avoid the edge as much as possible, so as not to anger Zuo Xiang.

Prime Minister Zuo slowly climbed up the steps of the imperial palace, turned around and looked at the entire capital, and said with a chuckle.

"It's really difficult to be a dignified and powerful emperor to achieve this level."

"But since you didn't agree to go with me, I have no choice but to let you go decently."

Stepping into the palace, Prime Minister Zuo ushered in a familiar figure.

Zhao Shanhe was sitting in front of the palace gate, while drinking, flipping through the book he didn't seem to read at all, looking at Prime Minister Zuo and said impatiently.

"This way is not going to work."

Zuo Xiang looked at Zhao Shanhe's appearance and said calmly.

"If there is a big capital city, is there any unreachable road?"

The impatience on Zhao Shanhe's face slowly disappeared, he put away the jug, picked up the scroll in his hand, and said calmly.

"Since what I said doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense."

Prime Minister Zuo looked at Zhao Shanhe, sighed softly, and spoke.

"Zhao Shanhe, you were a human genius thirty years ago. Although I don't know where you got the Creation Pill, even if it was the Creation Pill, you didn't recover to the peak so quickly, did you?"

"Let me take a guess. With your current strength, you should be at the peak of the second rank? No, the first rank Confucianism has not yet reached the peak."

Zhao Shanhe said with a sneer.

"So what? I am a person who reached the peak of the first rank earlier than you. I know the gap between the first-rank Confucianism and the peak of the first-rank Confucianism better than you. Even if you are a first-rank Confucianism, I can rub you on the ground."

Zuo Xiang chuckled and said with a sigh.

"Thirty years ago, you didn't believe in the gap in talent, so your heart was broken."

"Thirty years later, you still don't believe in the talent gap."

"Do you think that the current human race is still in your era?"

In an instant, a majestic literary energy emerged from Zuo Xiang's body, which made the scroll in Zhao Shanhe's hand sway gently.

Zhao Shanhe narrowed his eyes, and a figure sounded from beside him.

"If Senior Zhao is not enough, then add me, is it enough?"

Prime Minister Zuo looked at the person coming, there was no surprise in his eyes, and he said with emotion.

"Gong Yang, Minister Wen actually asked you to guard the academy?"

Old Gong opened his mouth softly and said coldly.

"Who else?"

Gong Xiaochen's death was due to falling into ghost cultivation.

The coming of the White Ghost King is because ghosts have attracted Gong Xiaochen.

As for the mastermind behind the scenes, although there is no evidence, everyone knows that it was the left prime minister.

It can be said that Gong Xiaochen's death is inextricably linked with the left minister.

So leaving Mr. Gong here is precisely to take advantage of the hatred in it.

Anyone can be confused by Prime Minister Zuo, but it is impossible for Zhao Shanhe, who once reached the peak of the first rank, and it is impossible for Gong Yang, whose grandson died.

Zuo Xiang sighed and spoke.

"Tell me, it's not good for Wen Xiang to keep anyone. I have to keep you. Tsk, what a pity, your former student has already arrived at the academy."

The former student...

Mr. Gong thought for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked at Prime Minister Zuo in disbelief. "You! That used to be the number one genius in the academy, number one in the Tianjiao list! The person who is most likely to become a top-level Confucianist in the future! You have bewitched him!"

Prime Minister Zuo shook his head and said with a light smile.

"How can it be said that I bewitched him? He himself heard what I said and approved of what I said. He felt that there is nothing wrong with entering the ghost world, so he concealed his name and took refuge in my name."

"By the way, what was his name before, Bai Ji? Oh, I forgot to tell you, his name is now Ji Bai."

Zhao Shanhe glanced at Gong Yang and shook his head slightly.

Gong Yang snorted coldly and clenched his fists.

Since Ji Bai, who used to be No. 1 in the Tianjiao list and was known as the pride of the National Scholars Academy, has been able to hide his name by Zuo Xiang's side for so many years, it is enough to show that Ji Bai has completely become Zuo Xiang's confidant.

But no matter what, the two of them guarding the palace gate tonight must not back down a single step.

They don't know what conspiracy Zuo Xiang has, but the most important thing that Zuo Xiang can influence is the palace.

Whether it is the Emperor Daqian or the ministers of the capital, they are all in the palace.

So Wenxiang told them specifically before leaving.

Prime Minister Zuo can go anywhere in the capital and do anything, but Zhao Shanhe and Gong Yang will never allow Prime Minister Zuo to step into the palace.

Once Prime Minister Zuo takes control of the capital formation, no one knows what will happen.

Zuo Xiang shook his head lightly, sighed, and spoke.

"You are still too stupid, no one can understand what I want to do."

"But I don't blame you, after all, it's normal for someone who has been muddled for more than 30 years and whose grandson just died, to be unable to turn his head around."

"If it's Wen Xiang, he should know what I want to do."

...

Inside the National Scholars Academy, Ji Bai was wearing a black robe, looking at the main entrance of the National Scholars Academy, and sighed softly.

"After a lapse of ten years, we are finally here again."

"It's really emotional."

While speaking, Ji Bai stepped into the main entrance.

At this time, the National Scholars Academy no longer had the previous restrictions. All the disciples of the outer court entered the inner court to escape, and there were two figures at the gates of the inner court and the outer court.

Li Shan and Qi Guoyuan.

Qi Guoyuan looked at the black robe Ji Bai who was stepping forward, got up and asked.

"Who are you, what are you doing in my academy?"

Ji Bai chuckled, took out a waist card, handed it to Qi Guoyuan, and said with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Qi, you don't know me? I'm Baiji."

Qi Guoyuan took the token, and after seeing it clearly, shock suddenly appeared on his face.

"Are you... Bai Ji?"

Ji Bai smiled and nodded.

Li Shan opened his eyes wide and asked in disbelief.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"Do you know how hard it is for the dean to find you!"

Ji Bai shook his head, with a touch of emotion on his face, he spoke.

"Over the years, I've done a lot."

"For ten years, I first designed to frame Chu Yunfu, making everyone in Wenxiang's line panic, and then used court strife to make Zuoxiang's line continue to grow."

"Afterwards, I designed to weaken King Zhennan's authority continuously. I persuaded His Majesty the Emperor to suppress Lin Zhennan, causing a rift between the military and His Majesty the Emperor."

"Hey, that stupid emperor really thought that now is a peaceful and prosperous age, and there is no need for so many martial arts generals, and he even wants to completely eradicate King Zhennan."

"Do you think he is stupid?"