I Become A Saint By Studying

In the school hall.

Countless literati and bachelors made an uproar, and they were all very surprised by this.

Lin Yi's fame in the capital is almost known to everyone. In his impression, he is an invincible prince, how could he die?

"Is this true?" The master asked solemnly.

"really!"

The master nodded earnestly, all the literati and scholars whispered, Zhang Jiuer's eyes were dull.

The lecturer stood up and said, "This matter must be reported to the doctor and the dean!"

The master looked embarrassed and said, "Master and the dean... accompanied His Royal Highness to the northern border."

The lecturer "..."

Everyone fell silent, and then they seemed to think of something, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

The doctor and the dean accompanied the prince to the northern border, and the prince died... Can the doctor and the dean still live?

Even if you live... won't His Majesty be angry?

When the time comes, will they, as disciples of Qingshan Academy, be implicated? Someone's figure even began to tremble.

Tang Hu, the sage of small paintings, seemed to have made a decision in his eyes, and whispered to himself, "Taishan Academy, you must enter in this life!"

...

The news of Prince Lin Yi's death spread among the people, and the townspeople were all sad, feeling Heavenly is unfair.

Holy House.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter of the saint son Li Xiyang echoed in the hall of the saint son of Tianshuyuan.

When Li Wenbo came back from the toilet, he heard Li Xiyang laughing loudly, so he walked over and asked curiously, "What is Li Shengzi laughing at, so happy?"

"You came just in time!"

Li Xiyang patted Li Wenbo's shoulder and said with a smile, "You must be very happy to hear the good news, hahaha!"

"yes?"

Li Wenbo's appetite was whetted, and he looked at Li Xiyang expectantly, "Li Shengzi, can you tell me quickly?"

Li Xiyang smiled and said, "The Prince of Dayan, Lin Yi, who made you suffer so much humiliation, is dead... Hahaha, what a joy..."

Li Wenbo froze, trembling slightly, "What... what?"

"Look at your mentality, you're shaking with excitement? Hahaha, but I can understand it!"

Li Xiyang patted Li Wenbo's shoulder and said, "Lin Yi has been standing on top of my head for too long, and I can't breathe under the pressure. Now I'm finally relieved...hahaha!"

"I'm going to f*ck!"

Li Wenbo was so upset that he raised his hand and punched Li Xiyang in the face.

boom!

Li Xiyang never thought that Li Wenbo would attack him, his whole head was missed and he fell to the ground.

Li Xiyang was a little dazed, he lay on the ground, turned his head and glared at Li Wenbo, "Wenbo, what the hell are you doing?"

"I……"

Li Wenbo was really angry and upset just now, and couldn't bear Li Xiyang's smug laugh, so he couldn't help but make a move.

But after the fight, he has to bear the corresponding consequences. He hurriedly stepped forward to support Li Xiyang, and said guiltily, "Holy Son, I... I was so excited just now, I was so excited that I regarded you as Lin Yi..."

It's a very low-level excuse, but Li Xiyang knew Li Wenbo's feelings for him, so how could he hit him?

Li Xiyang's anger dissipated for the most part.

Fortunately, that punch did not use any talent, and the pain was still within the tolerable range.

"Look at your virtue, don't read it wrong next time, but I can understand you, hahaha..."

After all, Li Xiyang was elated at this meeting, and he was in a very happy mood, so naturally he didn't take Li Wenbo's gaffe and beating him to heart.

"I'll report to the teacher, maybe the teacher can fully recover from the injury..."

Li Xiyang decided to share the good news with Kong Zhongzi.

But Li Wenbo hastily shouted, "Holy Son, no!"

In Li Wenbo's view, if Kong Zhongzi recovered from his injury and lost his master's influence, would Taishan Academy still be able to survive? Isn't the imperial court even more declining?

Li Xiyang frowned and said, "En?"

Li Wenbo whispered in Li Xiyang's ear, "Son, think about it, if the Holy Master wakes up and recovers from his injuries... can this Holy Court... still be yours?"

These words were quite embarrassing, Li Xiyang angrily scolded Li Wenbo after hearing this, "Presumptuous, you can say this?"

"I have a pure heart for the teacher and the Holy Court, and you actually think that this Holy Son will covet the position of the Holy Master of the Holy Court?"

Li Wenbo was stunned.

Could it be that I made a mistake?

Li Xiyang glanced at Li Wenbo, and said, "But the news of Lin Yi's death is really inappropriate to tell the teacher. After all, the teacher is still in the process of healing, and something will happen if there is a little irritation..."

"Wen Bo, you reminded me very timely, let's go, have a drink or two?"

Li Wenbo heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded, "Okay..."

But behind this smile, there is deep sadness and helplessness.

Just right.

He also wanted to get drunk.

...

at the same time.

From Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai, Mei Zheren learned of the reason for the prince's death, and hurried back to the palace in a hurry.

And in the Qianqing palace bedroom, the sixth prince Lin Cong knelt not far from the dragon couch, tears streaming down his nose, crying very sadly, it can be called heartbreaking.

"Brother Huang!"

"Brother Huang, my brother is full of guilt towards you. Brother Huang hasn't seen my brother go to the fief, so how can you leave without saying goodbye?"

"Brother Huang... Woohoo!"

Lin Cong was heartbroken, with a look of remorse, shame and guilt.

Lin Yunhong sat on the edge of the dragon couch, he didn't speak, just looked at Lin Yi in a daze.

"Back off, it's fine if you want to, don't disturb the prince!" Lin Yunhong said calmly.

"..."

Lin Cong froze for a moment, the prince was gone, so he was afraid of making a noise?

Father?

Give him some candy first, just say... take back his fame from the fief, and let him become the new crown prince of Dayan!

Seeing that Lin Cong did not back down, Lin Yunhong continued to ask, "You don't want to leave the capital to entrust the land?"

"right!"

Lin Cong's eyes lit up suddenly, and he quickly put his forehead on the floor, and said seriously, "Father, my son wants to stay by Father's side forever, and fulfill the duties and responsibilities of a son!"

"it is good!"

Lin Yunhong nodded calmly, and said, "When the prince enters the imperial mausoleum, you will stay outside the imperial mausoleum and stay by the prince's side for me!"

"what……"

Lin Cong raised his head suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Lin Yunhong with a pale face.

What... what do you mean?

Shouling?

His majestic sixth prince is going to guard the tomb of the late prince? Are you mistaken, this is what those old eunuchs should do!

"His Majesty!"

Mei Zheren's voice sounded outside the bedroom at this time, and then he quickly entered the bedroom and bowed down in front of Lin Yunhong.

"His Highness the Crown Prince's deeds in the northern region, the ins and outs have been fully investigated..."

Mei Zheren knelt down and said.

"Say!"

Lin Yunhong said in a deep voice.

Now Mei Zheren will tell Lin Yi a series of things that happened in the north, including the true identity of Princess Changping.

And how the king of Zhenbei has controlled the monsters to wreak havoc in the northern border these years, and his calculations of winning people's hearts by war, including killing the city residents and soldiers.

In the end, the crown prince Lin Yi burned Yuanshen to invite the Holy Tribunal to erase King Zhenbei and Princess Changping, the head of the Human Dao Sect.

At this point... Prince Lin Yi closed his eyes forever.

"Emperor!"

Lin Yunhong stood up, his eyes filled with mist, he raised his head not to let it fall down.

He turned his head to look at Lin Cong, and said, "Lao Liu, don't you want to be the prince? Ask yourself, how different is the difference between you and the prince? It is because of your filial piety that you can guard the mausoleum for the prince..."

"Father, I..."

Lin Cong's heart was cold, he felt that he was in a snowy day in June, and his whole body was cold. No matter how powerful Master Qin was, he couldn't express his sadness, burial love, and death...