I am the empress, you still tell me to run away?

But the uproar was short-lived, apparently for fear of angering Lin Xuan.

Some disciples of the aristocratic family even booed: "The test must be banned, and the big sacrifice, we support you!"

Ah this...

One can know without guessing that the quality of the children sent by these aristocratic families is not high. As long as more competitors cannot appear in the examination room, the extra seats will naturally belong to them.

It's just that they didn't know that Lin Xuan would set a "pass line" for this scientific examination.

Or maybe the family members of this booing family belong to a down-and-out family, and the people recommended to take part in the scientific examination have talents, but they are not very talented. The only hope is to reduce the number of competitors.

In this way, the students from their family will have a higher chance to stand out, and the family will have a chance to revive.

However, these booing people were not ineffective at all. They directly divided the people of the aristocratic families into two groups, and they naturally fought without fighting.

"Okay, if everyone is fine, go back and wait for the news." Lin Xuan said to the crowd, "Whether these students are innocent or not, and what punishment they will receive, the result will be announced soon."

After saying this, Lin Xuan turned and went back.

There are still a lot of captured students waiting for him to distinguish whether there are hidden assassins.

"Great sacrificial wine, please stop!"

At this time, another person in the crowd shouted angrily.

Lin Xuan instinctively wanted to stop, but he strode away without the slightest pause.

People who shout such words, if you dare to stop, what good things will happen in the future?

If he really wanted to stop, Lin Xuan was afraid that he would draw his sword and cut over.

"I……"

The expression of the middle-aged man who yelled to stay still sank.

What the hell is he yelling so loudly, and this big sacrificial wine doesn't even give him any face?

Thinking about shouting again, I found that the gate of Guozijian was blocked again by guards and sword masters.

People from aristocratic families around you look at me and I look at you, not knowing what to do next.

Some who were undecided had already gone back to ask for instructions, and those who knew there was nothing wrong, naturally dispersed.

After all, from one's own point of view, the suppression of other aristocratic families is the opportunity for these aristocratic families to rise.

Others who had come to make trouble originally dispersed temporarily with gloomy expressions.

Back at the Imperial College, Lin Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In this kind of weather, you should wear a T-shirt. Wearing this official uniform on your body is really uncommonly hot.

"Director Song, bring those students to the square and let them run around the square."

"Great sacrificial wine, is this?"

Master Song was confused and a little puzzled.

"Go quickly, I still want to finish dealing with these students and go home early for dinner."

Lin Xuan glanced at the scorching sun, and simply found a shady place to sit down, took a sip of the tea brought by Shuzuo, and felt much cooler.

When I come to work in the Imperial College tomorrow, I must bring a plantain fan or folding fan or something.

He understood why Zhao Yuehan had to bring a folding fan every time he went out.

However, in the final analysis, it was the work of those aristocratic families.

What's the matter, he provoked whoever he provoked, and sent people to kill him again and again, which is too unreliable.

To be honest, if there is a chance to meet Sima Zhao face to face, don't say anything about the law, Lin Xuan thinks he will kill Sima Zhao face to face.

According to the normal plot of novels and movies, it should be a battle of wits and courage.

Who would have thought that this family's elite would not follow the script at all, and would directly send killers.

It can be seen from this that the Dagan law is like air to these people.

The big deal is to kill the target and launch a few to close the case for the dead ghost.

This kind of style has the style of the Dongchang Jinyiwei in Ming Dynasty.

However, these aristocratic families are not yet.

The students detained by Lin Xuan's order all came to the square.

21 people participated in the sword competition, 33 people participated in the archery competition, and 30 people participated in the debate in the next level. Those who died were not counted, and those who were sent to the Ministry of Punishment were not counted. There were 84 people in total.

"The big sacrificial wine, everyone brought it."

Master Song wiped the sweat from his forehead, and came over to report.

"Let them run along the square until I tell them to stop." Lin Xuan sat in the shade, smiled and said, "By the way, let people invite all the professors and doctors who teach medicine in the Imperial College to be ready for rescue at any time."

"Here, if the student is exhausted and collapses due to heat stroke..."

"It's okay, someone rescued them, let them run!"

"Yes!"

Master Song sighed in his heart, turned around, walked towards the group of students, and gave orders.

At first, these students seemed to be hesitating, but seeing the guards of the Imperial College with cold expressions around them, they could only grit their teeth and start trotting under the scorching sun.

Lin Xuan was in a good mood watching this scene.

He wants to see if there are any killers hiding here.

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"This, what's the proper way?"

The sacrificial wine Feng Chengji came again, looked at the Guozijian students running in the square, and walked quickly to Lin Xuan to bow to him.

"Oh, Feng Jijiu, you're here." Lin Xuan pressed his sword with one hand and said with a smile: "There are a group of people waiting outside, and you are waiting too, so we can only use this method to see if there are still people inside." Assassin."

Just now, the children of the family who were used and led were found out by simple inquiry.

For example, people like Lu Mo and "Nanfengchu" Murongcheng.

Feng Chengji looked at Lin Xuan and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Lin Xuan ignored them, seeing that these people had almost run around the square twice, drank two more bowls of tea, walked towards the edge of the big square with their swords in their hands, looked at the students passing by the Imperial College and shouted: "Run, run faster!" !"

In fact, he came to be the principal, but he was forced by a group of people to become a physical education teacher, which is quite helpless.

It may be that the weather is too hot, or it may be that the physical fitness is not good, and soon some students collapsed.

The fallen students were quickly taken away for treatment, and Director Song went to register.

Those who started to fall basically belonged to the students who set up the last hurdle, the debate team.

Some people in the crowd saw this scene and thought about falling down in the right place and being carried to the shade of a tree for treatment, otherwise God knows if they would die if they continued to run.

"Don't try to fall down like them. The brick floor is very hot. It only takes a moment to cook your flesh, just like this!"

Lin Xuan shook his hand, and an egg appeared in his hand, hitting the ground.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a ripe poached egg in front of everyone.

Seeing such a scene, the students who originally wanted to learn to fall had no choice but to continue running.

"How decent is this!"

Seeing such a scene, Feng Chengji sighed again.

This is an egg!

What a waste of food!

Lin Xuan didn't care, and walked on the square with a sword in hand, watching a group of people continue to run.

Soon, more and more people fell down, even though the fear would turn into poached eggs.

"Master Song, are these people separated?"

Lin Xuan walked to the shade of the tree, looked at the student lying on the ground and asked.

"The great sacrificial wine is separated."

Master Song wiped the sweat from his forehead, and watched several medical professors busy up and down, not knowing what to say.

Before arranging for the run, Lin Xuan specially checked the sabers of the Guozijian students who wanted to try their swords and bows. They were all genuine bronze swords weighing fifty or sixty catties.

As for the students of the debate team, the saber is basically a wooden sword, or even a one-foot short wooden sword.

The few who have normal sabers have clear identities and origin files.

In other words, it is basically impossible for students in the sword and bow competition group to collapse after running a few laps.

Just when Lin Xuan was about to look at the fallen people, a few students ran over crying and shouting: "I won't run away, my grandpa is an old teacher, I won't run away even if I'm killed, woo woo Woo..."

"Old teacher!"

"My father is the censor, you can't do this!"

"Lin Xuan, don't mistake yourself, I am from the Ye family in Lingzhou!"

Lin Xuan looked at this fat student, smiled faintly, and waved his hands: "It's all tied up, take it away!"

Immediately, a guard from the Imperial College stepped forward and tied up the fat student. As a result, the guy was crying and making noises, looking very scared.

Soon, there were less than 30 students left running in the big square, and among these 30 students, many of them were starting to lose consciousness.

Ok?

At this moment, Lin Xuan sensed a vague killing intent again.

The source of the killing intent was the running students, almost no different from the killing intent revealed by the previous killer.

Sure enough, there are killers!

Lin Xuan simply stood where he was, with his right hand leaning on the sword so that he could draw the sword directly.

"We're not running away, my grandpa is..."

The three students looked exhausted and ran towards Lin Xuan.

The debating team has already laid down, and there are still a few of the fencing team running. These three have never been seen before, so they should be from the archery team.

Ten steps.

Lin Xuan looked at the distance.

At this distance, the three students suddenly formed a three-talented formation and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

You know, not only are they good at shooting bows and arrows, but they are also quite powerful in basic martial arts.

As long as they let them touch Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan can be stretched.

At such a close distance, they are very confident.

Zheng!

Lin Xuan drew his sword, and one of them fell down holding his throat. The two felt a bright light flash in their eyes, and then their bodies froze, and they also fell down.

Seeing this scene, the remaining students in the main square continued to run, already exhausted.

Who would have thought that Lin Xuan, the chief sacrificial wine, said he killed someone, and he killed someone again.

"There are still two alive, arrest them and interrogate them."

Lin Xuan waved his hand and asked the sword master of Guozijian to come up and take the man.

"By the way, see if there is any poison in their teeth..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a lot of blood foaming from the mouths of the remaining two people.

"Great sacrificial wine, they bit their tongues and committed suicide."

The sword master who came up reported.

"Well, then put the body away and send it to the Ministry of Punishment for investigation."

Lin Xuan was not surprised by this, leaving two alive was originally to let them commit suicide.