I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Faced with Dongtang's temptation, Zhang Dongyun directly went back.

He didn't care whether Yang Li's identity was exposed.

Since Yang Li was hiding in Dongtang by name, it means that he didn't want others to know that he was here.

Even if he knew that Chang'an had a problem, Yang Li was dumb and ate dumplings.

Unless he is willing to expose his identity.

This possibility is not unavailable, but as a last resort, I believe Yang Li will not do this.

Zhang Dongyun would not provoke Yang Li's identity either.

On the one hand, he didn't want to expose the identity of the evil emperor, as it would easily scare some people out of the door.

The city of Chang'an is kept as mysterious as possible, which is more conducive to the needs of a certain city owner named Zhang.

On the other hand, he didn't want to scare Yang Li away.

Now he is 90% sure that Yang Li is Murong Pavilion of the hidden pavilion.

But if Yang Li feels that this identity is not safe, he might get out of the Golden Wolf again.

So Zhang Dongyun is very considerate to help his ten brothers as cover.

Until I am sure to kill one of them...

"Yes, sir."

In fact, Xu Xingzhi was also curious about why Dong Tanghui made such a bizarre request.

Of course, as the master of the dark pavilion and the former secret leader, Murongting has many enemies.

There are many people in Chang'an City right now, and they can't wait to devour them.

But Dongtang took the initiative to send it to the door, which would chill the hero's heart, right?

It's abnormal.

Or was it actually Murongting who committed the crime, and Tang Wang punished him with this?

Xu Xingzhi was puzzled.

But now that Mr. Wuyun had made a decision, he stopped thinking about it and answered the opposite as it was.

But the news from Rong Ci came later that surprised Xu Xingzhi.

He came back quickly and reported to Mr. Wu Yun:

"Sir, Dong Tang said... Murong Pavilion has been cut off, and the body is still there. Ask us if we want?"

Mr. Wuyun is a projection, his expression is as steady as a mountain.

Zhang Dongyun, who was drinking water in the Daming Palace, almost spit out.

idiot!

Of course Zhang Chengzhu's curse was not Xu Xingzhi or Dongtang envoy Rong Ci, nor Yang Li.

He scolded Tang Wang Li Xuanxin.

Although there is a slight possibility, Zhang Dongyun did not believe that Yang Li was killed by Tang Wang.

It is more likely that he has escaped from suspended animation again.

It seems that Yang Li didn't plan to harden steel with Tang Wang. The other party might force him to reveal his identity, so he just died.

Now, his identity, whether he was reincarnated again, or robbed someone else, all became a mystery.

Zhang Dongyun even wondered if he would take the opportunity to leave the East Tang realm.

But Tang Wang was damaged enough, Yang Li left Murongting's body, and he used it to make a fuss.

If this corpse was really written by Yang Li and Tang Wang hadn't damaged it, it would undoubtedly be useful to Zhang Dongyun.

Through the traces left above, he can try to continue to trace Yang Li's whereabouts.

What King Tang couldn't do, City Lord Zhang could do.

But in this way, the goal of Tang Wang's trial was naturally achieved.

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun contemplated, smiling on his face after a long while.

In the Tianshu Hall, Mr. Wuyun ordered: "To reply to them, you can only change to a seventh-level person."

Rao was one of Xu Xing's practice of Qigong, but he was stunned at this time.

When Murongting was alive, Mr. Wu Yun ignored him, but now he is dying?

However, Xu Xingzhi didn't dare to ask more, so he retired and went to contact Rong Ci, the envoy of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

East Tang also quickly responded, they wanted to change Mr. Mingxi Cheng Jingyuan from the Cheng family.

Xu Xingzhi returned to report, and Mr. Wu Yun agreed, but asked the other party to send Murongting's body first.

The Dongtang party agreed to this request.

So, a coffin was transported into Chang'an and into Tianshu Hall.

Zhang Dongyun checked Murongting's corpse. This time he was 100% sure that the other party was another wolf skin left by Yang Li.

He called Shen Herong to come together.

Shen Herong looked at the corpse in a different place and nodded slightly: "It is indeed Yang Li's handwriting, but it seems..."

Zhang Dongyun nodded: "The old wounds I left him in the past have been pestering him, and reincarnating and seizing the house can't be completely cured."

Shen Herong frowned: "But in that secret cave, in addition to the devil soul and wolf skin, there are also imprints of fairy trace fragments, indicating that he should have a fairy trace fragment."

"The specific situation will naturally become clear after catching him." Zhang Dongyun said.

Shen Herong nodded and inspected Murongting's corpse: "He was prepared long ago. It is almost impossible to get him out with this ‘skin’ first."

"Twelve sisters, try to start from the Niwan Palace of this corpse." Zhang Dongyun lightly pointed out.

There is no need for him to say more, Shen Herong can say it clearly: "Yes, he is injured, and the devil soul will be affected."

While Shen Herong checked, the literary talents on her head gathered, and then the pen, ink, paper and inkstone appeared.

Following Shen Herong's inspection, the brush dipped in ink and wrote on the paper.

After a while, an article was written.

No one touched, but the paper, together with the writing on it, shrank into a small ball.

The paper ball shrank again, and the white paper turned black, as if it had been saturated with thick ink.

Shen Herong reached out to catch the black projectile and handed it to Zhang Dongyun. Zhang Dongyun casually threw it to Mr. Wuyun who was projecting it.

Mr. Wu Yun handed it to Xu Xingzhi: "Send this thing with Cheng Jingyuan."

Xu Xingzhi left as ordered.

Shen Herong looked at his leaving figure and smiled slightly: "Wang Wang tempted us, but the eldest brother asked him to do it for Yang Li?"

"He will." Zhang Dongyun smiled faintly: "Now he is the one who has trouble sleeping and eating because of Yang Li."

Shen Herong smiled and nodded.

Zhang Dongyun asked: "How's the matter of the school?"

"The preliminary regulations have been drawn up. If the elder brother sees that there is no problem, the younger sister will start to roll it out." Shen Herong handed a piece of paper to Zhang Dongyun.

Zhang Dongyun glanced.

Private school.

School.

Academy.

National government.

This is the fourth-level institution set up by Shen Herong.

However, she divides age into a wider range.

The private school corresponds to children before the age of twelve, similar to the elementary school used by Zhang Dongyun in his previous life as Blue Star.

The school corresponds to twelve to eighteen years old.

Although it is similar to Zhang Dongyun's previous middle school, in fact, according to Zhang Dongyun's own vision, this second level only corresponds to junior high schools.

The third level corresponds to high school.

In Shen Herong's charter, the third-level academy corresponds to students between 18 and 24 years old.

Finally, in the fourth-tier national government, the right-age population is 24 to 30 years old.

Her design is more suitable for Confucian scholars in the world.

Generally speaking, ten years of hard study is not enough for most people except for the talented.

It will take at least 20 years to see some results.

Most people enter official positions, or have some academic achievements, after the age of twenty-five.

"Twelve sisters let go and do it." Zhang Chengzhu decided to follow good and do a good job of letting go of the treasurer.

"Those who are talented can skip a level." Shen Herong said, "Teach students in accordance with their aptitude."

Zhang Dongyun asked: "When will the frame be roughly erected?"

"It may take some time, ranging from January to two months, as many as March and May, mainly because there are too few qualified gentlemen." Shen Herong said.

"Using Twelve Sisters to choose your standards, how many levels can you have?" Zhang Dongyun smiled.

Shen Herong also laughed: "Big Brother, don't tease the little sister, the little sister dare not look above the top."

Zhang Dongyun said: "First, beat up the preliminary large frame, and then slowly fill it in."

Shen Herong nodded: "Little sister understands, please rest assured, elder brother."

After she bid farewell to Zhang Dongyun, Zhang Dongyun projected Mr. Wuyun and appeared in a timber yard in Longling Mountain.

Here, a young man is leading many workers to log wood.

He leads by example, has a brilliant craftsmanship, has become the leader of the crowd, and has a degree of dispatch.

Mr. Wuyun looked at and nodded slightly.

The big framework of the Tiangong Temple has now been set up, and now it needs a strong leader to take everyone and run away.

"Chen Yu." Mr. Wu Yun called out.

The leading young man, while instructing others to continue, flew in front of Mr. Wuyun.

"Senior." Chen Yu respectfully saluted.

Mr. Wuyun asked calmly: "How do you feel?"

"Benefits a lot." Chen Yucheng replied sincerely: "Re-do some basic work, but let the younger generation have a new understanding and inspiration of everything in the past."

"Yes, these days are not in vain."

Mr. Wu Yun said: "It's just that there is no proof, so I have to verify it."

Chen Yuyan said: "Senior please advise."

"Not here." Mr. Wu Yun waved his sleeve, and Chen Yu appeared with him in the Tiangong Hall.

"Whether you can be the leader here and whether you can convince others depends on your performance." Mr. Wu Yun said.

Chen Yuyan said: "Yes, senior."

He walked directly to everyone.

Seeing the appearance of this young man, Mr. Wu Yun smiled instead.

Throwing Chen Yu into the lumber yard is to polish his temper and make him more stable, but it is not to obliterate his enterprising spirit and talented spirituality.

Working hard in the lumber yard for so many days is enough to show that he sincerely admits his mistakes and polishes himself seriously.

Now that he is in the Temple of Heaven, he doesn't need to be cautious and start from scratch.

What I want is to fly into the sky now and release my talents.

The arrogance is gone, the talent is still there, Mr. Wu Yun doesn't need to look more, he knows that Chen Yu's talent can definitely impress the people in the Tiangong Palace.

Moreover, this young man is not an elm-headed man who only knows craftsmen.

Sincerely studying and ignoring others, there are geniuses, but geniuses are diverse.

Among those who publicize, there are also geniuses.

In some cases, even craftsmen can't follow the rules completely, and they have to be inspired by arbitrarily.

And Chen Yu is not only talented, but also communicative and leadership abilities.

Although there are many old craftsmen in the Tiangong Palace, they may rely on the old to sell the old, but given Chen Yu a little time and a little backing, he will soon be able to smooth all this.

At Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun nodded with satisfaction.

No longer worrying about Tiangong Temple, he turned his gaze to the other side.

There, in the city of Chang'an, besides Chang'an people, there are also some guests.