I have a role in the heavens

Xu Qi'an was very hurt, and finally realized the true colors of Zhang Shen and others. When he begged people to write poems, he called them Xiaotiantian. Now that he had finished writing the poems to encourage people to learn, he killed the donkeys and turned them into vulgar warriors, barbaric and inhumane. present.

"I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe the nonsense of a man, especially the mouth of a scholar!"

Xu Qi'an was very hurt at this time and needed psychological comfort. He urgently needed the warm and soft bosom of the female goblin to let him lean on him for a while. He looked at Xu Zisheng pitifully and asked.

"I have nothing to do today, let's go to Goulan to listen to music!"

Xu Zisheng couldn't help but sigh to himself, Xu Qi'an was really arrogant. He might be facing retaliation from the Imperial College, but he still had the leisure to listen to music. He was really dying under the peonies, and he was so charming even as a ghost.

"You have a big heart, so of course you can!"

Xu Qi'an showed a bit of a smile, said in a free and uninhibited manner, romantic and unruly.

"Whoever abandons me will not be able to retain yesterday's day; whoever messes with my heart will have many worries today."

"What are you thinking about so much? Have nothing to do, just listen to music on the hook!"

Xu Zisheng nodded when he heard the words, expressed his agreement, nodded to everyone, said goodbye, and then said.

"I said, within one foot of me, everything is covered with hooks and tiles, a place of wind and moon!"

As soon as the words fell, the two people disappeared, leaving only the stunned people, the broken stone tablet, and the stone tablet with Xu Zisheng's inscription, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

The three great scholars looked at the dean Zhao Shou at the same time. The dean had been in seclusion for more than ten years and worked hard to overthrow Cheng's Neo-Confucianism. Nowadays, a new academic theory is about to be released, which is shocking and incomprehensible.

The response to them was silence, and after a long time, Zhao Shou whispered.

"You guys go out first. If you have anything to say, we can discuss it later."

As if thinking of something, Zhao Shou looked at the three great scholars and the eldest princess, and gave instructions with a solemn expression.

"A gentleman is silent."

The three great scholars bowed and left side by side. After hearing this, the eldest princess thought for a while, and actually nodded in agreement with Zhao Shou, saying that she would keep it a secret, and she didn't know what her plans and ideas were.

The palace door was closed, and the surroundings were silent. Zhao Shou stood silently in front of the monument, with hollow doors and windows behind him, letting in dappled sunlight. After a long time, he straightened his clothes and bowed to the inscription.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

"A second-grade Confucian, with the qualifications of a sub-sage and a genius from heaven, Confucianism will flourish again!"

It turned out that Zhao Shou had already seen Xu Zisheng's realm, but he just thought of the decline of Confucianism and Taoism, so he deliberately kept it secret, helped Xu Zisheng conceal his realm and strength, and confused the eldest princess.

The eldest princess was not in a hurry to leave Yunlu Academy. She stood quietly at the foot of the steps outside the academy, like a quietly blooming flower. She looked within ten feet of the academy, surrounded by an aura that looked like an upside-down bowl. The package isolates the inside and outside, the expression changes, the eyes are deep, and I don’t know what to think.

After a long time, the eldest princess regained her former coolness and calmness. She was graceful and noble, majestic and unparalleled. She walked alone in the direction of Yage. In the mountain wind, her skirts were flying, as if she was an elf in the mountain, coming down to play in the world. Fairy.

Two rows of armored soldiers still stood guard outside the Yage, like silent sculptures. This twenty-four-member Jinwu Guard is her escort team, and there is also a team of seven watchmen at the foot of the mountain.

It's just that Yunlu Academy hates Wei Yuan very much and doesn't allow watchmen to go up the mountain. The eldest princess led the escort down the mountain and found seven watchmen with clear and beautiful voices waiting by the official road.

"Yunlu Academy's pure energy is soaring to the sky, the Yasheng Stone Tablet is broken, and Yunlu Academy's luck is broken. Report this to Wei Gong and ask him to keep an eye on the academy."

"yes!"

The watchman clasped his fists in salute, responded, and was about to leave.

The eldest princess thought for a moment, waved her hand, stopped the watchman from moving, and continued again.

"I'm investigating a person for you, Changle County Yamen Kuaishou Xu Qian."

"As commanded."

The eldest princess did not mention Xu Zisheng, kept her promise, and did not tell Wei Yuan about it. She seemed to regard it as a trump card. A third-level destiny-making master in his weak years was enough to change the situation in the court and become the mainstay of Dafeng in the future. Or was it? It is better not to be exposed too early, and wait for him to grow up in the future, so that he can protect Dafeng from wind and rain and continue the country's destiny.

Si Tianjian, Star Observation Tower, Bagua Tower. The prisoner in white clothes, white hair, and white beard was sitting in front of the case, twirling a glass of wine in his hand, and silently looking to the northwest of the capital. There is a table to his left, which is filled with delicacies. In front of the table sits Chu Caiwei, who has an oval face, big eyes, delicate features, and hidden sweetness.

Chu Caiwei was chattering while eating, like a chirping oriole.

"Master, when can I step into the sixth level and become an alchemist?"

Jian Zheng said with a smile on his face, the folds on his face came together, and he said dotingly.

"Whenever you don't care about eating and are willing to practice with peace of mind, the time will come."

A look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Chu Caiwei's face. She looked at the delicious food on the table tangledly and said with some abandonment.

"Then it will be impossible for me in this life."

Chu Caiwei took a big bite of the delicious roast chicken, chewed it a few times, swallowed the food, and continued to chatter.

"By the way, that fake silver is easy to burn and explodes when thrown into water, so it can't be saved at all. It's not easy to report to the emperor."

Lord Jianzheng didn't care and said with domineering attitude.

"When the emperor is full and full, just let him go to hell."

Chu Caiwei stuck out the tip of her tongue, very cute, and she was accustomed to the teacher's behavior.

"Disciple, I don't dare to say this. You can go alone."

Jian Zheng smiled kindly, shook his head slightly, and stared in the direction of Yunlu Academy outside the suburbs of Beijing. A dark look appeared in the depths of his eyes, revealing caution.

"Master, the fourth brother is almost crazy, and you don't care. He always runs out of the city when there is nothing wrong, saying that the door to the mysteries of alchemy has been opened to him."

"Master, I think Xu Qi'an, a quickie, is quite good. Why can't we send him to the Si Tian Prison? Oh, you don't know who he is. He is the one who solved the tax and bank case!"

"Master, what is grafting that Xu Qian is talking about?"

Jian Zheng withdrew his gaze, stopped on Chu Caiwei's face, sighed, and said helplessly.

"Caiwei!"

"Master, tell me."

"Can't you even eat something to stop your mouth?"

"oh."

A few seconds later, the talkative beautiful girl spoke again and asked in confusion.

"Master, why do you always look over there?"

"Caiwei, Master is a little sorry."

"Master, tell me."

"Why doesn't Master know the Confucian art of silence?"

"Hee hee hee!"

Just as the proud expression appeared on Chu Caiwei's face, she suddenly discovered that the food on the table had rotted in an instant, giving off an unpleasant rancid smell. Her little mouth tightened, and she looked like she was about to cry. She was so distressed that she couldn't breathe, and she quickly begged for mercy.

"Master, I was wrong! Please turn my delicious food back."

Jian Zheng still looked to the northwest and said with a smile.

"Master will teach you another truth. In the field of alchemy, most transformations are irreversible."

Chu Caiwei wiped her tears and left crying, very sad, and said firmly with hurried steps.

"I will never accompany you, a bad old man, again."

Jian Zheng ignored the sad young apprentice, still staring in the direction of Yunlu Academy and mumbling something.

"Interesting, someone actually broke the ideological constraints of Neo-Confucianism, stepped into the realm of Confucianism, and brought new changes to the development of Confucianism and Taoism. It is truly an anomaly and a surprise!"

"Zhao Shou was influenced by Cheng's academics and his thoughts were imprisoned. He wanted to break through and find a new school, but he didn't know that he was in a vortex. How could he lead the world's scholars out of the vortex?"

"Perhaps only this kid, who was born in the Imperial Academy but was ostracized, can find a new way, be innovative, break the blockade, and create a new academic school without being constrained by Neo-Confucianism. He is expected to be promoted to the realm of a first-class sub-sage!"

The watchman's office is one of the most mysterious departments in the Dafeng Dynasty. Countless people are full of awe here. There are few things in the world that can be hidden from the watchman.

In the atrium of the Yamen, on the seventh floor of the towering majestic building, there is a man, wearing a sky-blue clothes, embroidered with complicated cloud patterns, the workmanship is exquisite, his black hair is tied with a jade hairpin, his temples are frosty white, and his face is fair and beardless. The eyes are deep, containing the vicissitudes washed away by the years.

This is a man with both temperament and appearance, elegant, handsome, deep and reserved. He looked to the northwest, his eyes were shining brightly, and there was endless evil aura. This man was astonishingly powerful and majestic, like a god of death on the battlefield. Every word and every action was full of iron-blooded aura, which was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

"It's interesting. The sub-sage stele of Yunlu Academy was actually broken. Yunlu Academy's luck has recovered. Now Confucianism is on the rise again. I wonder if the Imperial College may once again suppress Yunlu Academy and continue to occupy the orthodox position of Confucianism?"

This elegant and handsome man is the great eunuch Wei Yuan, the first military general in Da Feng. Although this man is a eunuch, he is extremely talented. He can govern the country with his literary skills and quell chaos with his military skills. He is the best military master in the world, especially good at Go. , Li Mubai lost to him, so he vowed not to play chess again. If Wei Yuan hadn't suffered a tragic loss early, it would have been easy for him to become the first scholar and become the first assistant.

"Princess, I want to find out the details of Xu Qian. Is this county government's quick guy related to this matter?"

"No, Xu Qi'an is just a ninth-level martial artist. He has nothing to do with Confucianism and Taoism. He is vulgar and barbaric. Who can break the seal of the Cheng family's sub-sage? There must be someone else. However, this matter is secret and there is no way to explore it!"

Wei Yuan is a man with deep scheming and wisdom that no one can match. With a thought in his mind, he analyzed everything. He is worthy of being the most prestigious minister in the court today and the pillar of the country who suppresses the fate of the court.

"The natural phenomenon should be that someone has made a breakthrough in Confucianism and Taoism and entered the realm of the extraordinary. Last time, someone had already entered the realm of the third level of establishing a destiny. Now there is another person who has made a breakthrough. Is it possible that Confucianism and Taoism are really going to flourish in the world!"

Wei Yuan frowned slightly. Although he was both civilized and martial, he did not practice Confucianism. Instead, he focused on martial arts. He was already at the second level of Hedao. He was the number one martial artist today with powerful combat power. He once fought in the battles of mountains and seas. As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he attacked the enemy camp alone, entering and exiting seven times. He was invincible, which greatly boosted morale. He succeeded in the first battle and left his name in history.

"Xu Qi'an solved the case of missing tax money and is considered a talent. Now he has offended the powerful and is in trouble. If he can get out of trouble with his own skills, he can be recruited as a watchman!"

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze from the direction of Yunlu Academy, looked down at Kyoto, and murmured to himself.

"However, compared to Xu Qian, another person is more noteworthy. Xu Zisheng, the son of Marquis Wu'an, is quite capable. He actually relied on this case of missing tax money to directly capture Zhou Xianping, the Minister of Household Affairs, so that the military pay of Wuling Army would no longer be affected. Domination is amazing!”

"It's just a pity that the other party comes from a family of martial arts, and is the current number one scholar. He is a clean civil servant. He is a young man in the temple, so we can't absorb him!"

Although the watchmen are powerful, they must abide by the rules. Whether they are the families of noble military commanders or clean civil servants, they are not people that the watchmen can offend at will, let alone include them in the watchmen organization. First, The only one who refused was Emperor Yuan Jing.

The art of the emperor lies in balance. If the watchman extends his hand into civil and military affairs, he will inevitably become a behemoth. Even if Wei Yuan loses his good chicken early and will not rebel and become emperor, he will still become a powerful minister, which will destroy the emperor's majesty. , this is something that Emperor Yuan Jing will never tolerate.

…

The structure of Dafeng Kyoto can be summarized in two words: the palace city, the imperial city, the inner city, and the outer city. Compared with the outer city, which has a large population and a mixed bag of good and bad, Xu Qian understood the inner city as the central area in his previous life, and only the rich could live in it.

In this era, those who can live in the inner city are those with status and status. The streets in the inner city of Kyoto are wide and criss-crossed. Beautiful houses surrounded by green trees are built on the main roads, and various courtyards are distributed on non-main roads. Whether it is urban construction, pedestrian dressing, or the number of horse-drawn carriages on the streets, they are far better than those in the outer city.

Xu Zisheng wandered aimlessly on the street. Not long after, Xu Zisheng came to a market and looked up at the archway at the street entrance: Yongkang Street!

This street is so spacious, it is two hundred meters wide, with pieces of bluestone forming a flat ground, extending to the end of the sight. There are rows of shops and houses on both sides. Ten carriages can walk side by side without any pressure. Pedestrians are bustling with people. Wherever there is a street, it is clearly a large square.

Yongkang Street is one of the main roads in the capital. There is a reason why the main road is so spacious. When the emperor or nobles of the clan go out, there will be guards to clear the place in advance. The width of two hundred meters makes most of the current military crossbows and fire guns useless.

Even if there are assassins who want to hide in the buildings on both sides and shoot cold arrows, seeing this distance, they can only stop and sigh, helpless and helpless!

Xu Zisheng ran around Yongkang Street like a wild horse. Because he came out in a hurry, he didn't bring much money with him, but he didn't buy much either.

Suddenly, a luxurious carriage attracted Xu Zisheng's attention, which blinded his titanium alloy eyes.

It was a carriage pulled by four strong horses, with a curved dome crown painted with silver and gold, bright yellow satin hanging from the windows, and below it was a rug used to cover the floating dust, wrapped in clear white jade.

There is a circle of neatly arranged gold nails nailed on the side of the wheel, and the hub is also covered with jade. But the real connotation is the material of the carriage, golden nanmu used exclusively by the royal family.

This carriage is the top sports car. Even if ordinary people work hard for a lifetime, it is impossible to afford this carriage!

"If I only relied on my fifth-grade Yuanwai Lang's salary, I might not be able to afford such a wheel in my lifetime!"

Xu Zisheng thought to himself that fortunately he came from a wealthy family and didn't have to worry about these yellow and white things, so he felt calm.

The luxurious carriage was parked on the side of the road, and a row of soldiers wearing black armor and holding long guns stood guard beside the carriage. Interestingly, another row of soldiers was playing a pot-throwing game. The stall owner is an old Taoist priest wearing a torn Taoist robe. His gray hair is held up by a wooden hairpin, and his messy hair hangs down.

There are various miscellaneous things on the stall, including copper coins, silver ingots, gold ingots, Taoist sutras, bodhi bracelets, jade mirrors, etc. Leaving aside other things, if the gold and silver ingots were placed on the stall without being snatched away, this skill was by no means simple.

Xu Zisheng stopped and watched, a clear air rose in his eyes, and he saw through the details of the old Taoist. He was indeed not an ordinary person, but a master of the Taoist sect. After watching for a while, he understood how the game was played. The person who threw the pot was three meters away from the porcelain pot. Ten steps away, blindfolded, turned away, there were three arrows in total.

If an arrow hits the target, you can get the third echelon item, which is some gold, silver, and jade. If all three are successful, you can randomly choose an item from the first tier. There are only two items in the first echelon: Bodhi bracelet and jade mirror.

"Missed again, hateful!"

"Go away, it's my turn."

The soldiers took turns throwing pots, but they all failed. The pile of broken silver in front of the old Taoist was getting higher and higher. After the fifteen soldiers experienced another round of failure, Xu Zisheng noticed that the curtains of the carriage moved. A soldier standing by the window lowered his head to listen and walked towards the stall owner.

"Old Taoist, my master said, for sixty taels of gold, I can buy everything on your stall."

The soldier walked up to the old Taoist and said loudly. This is because he missed the pot and made money directly. He is indeed worthy of being a member of the royal family and is full of charisma.

Xu Zisheng stood not far away, watching this scene quietly, not optimistic about this behavior.

Faced with the temptation of sixty taels of gold, the old Taoist priest shook his head and refused, insisting.

"Rules are just rules! No one can break them!"

The soldier suddenly tensed up and stared at the old Tao for a moment. His aura was shocking, but the old Tao was unmoved. Only then did he feel fearful. He suddenly turned around and returned to the carriage to report.

After a while, the owner of the carriage recalled the soldiers and prepared to leave.

Xu Zisheng took the opportunity to step forward and came to Lao Dao. He looked at the two items in the first echelon and asked with a smile on his face.

"Expert, how much does it cost to play once?"

The old Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged on the ground raised his head, glanced at him, handed over the three arrows, and said simply.

"One denarius."

Xu Zisheng took the arrow and smiled. He was sure of victory. He could throw the pot from thirty steps away, which was not difficult for a martial artist in the refinement realm. But with your back turned and blindfolded, it's almost impossible to hit. Eyes are the most important part of the five senses. Losing eyesight will reduce a warrior's touch and increase the difficulty of hitting. Whether he can hit the target depends not only on his strength, but also on his luck.

But Xu Zisheng is different. He is a second-level Confucian scholar and a fourth-level martial artist. He has deep luck and strong strength. For him, this difficulty is in vain.

Xu Zisheng had absolute confidence. He walked thirty steps away, turned around, covered his eyes with a black cloth, and threw it back.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The three arrows entered the pot almost at the same time in no particular order. Xu Zisheng didn't even need to cheat and use his magic power to win easily.

Passers-by around him made exclamations of surprise, and just as he was about to leave the carriage, a cool and sweet voice floated out of the carriage window, instructing the soldiers outside,

"parking!"

Chapter 11 is released