Nightwatcher (Dafeng’s Night Squad) - Vol 4 Chapter 103

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In front of the Yasheng Temple, Zhao Shouli adjusted his clothes, and under the gaze of the three great scholars of Yang Gong, Zhang Shen, Li Mubai, and Chen Tai, he opened the hollow vermilion door and entered the temple.

Cang Dang!

The door of the palace closed gently, blocking the line of sight.

The sun shines through the lattice window, and the dust floats in the beam. Above the base, there is a sculpture wearing a Confucianism crown and a Confucianism robe, with one hand on the back and the other on the lower abdomen.

At the feet of the sculpture, stood a white elk.

This is the wife of Ashen.

Zhao Shou looked at this sculpture without saying a word, his eyes shining with sunlight, and he remained in the same posture for a long time without moving.

Zhao Shou was born in the 19th year of Joan of Arc. He was born in poverty. At the age of ten, he joined the Yunlu Academy.

The shabby old scholar lived in thatched cottage all the year round. In the early years, he was lame and depressed because of what happened. He was a good drinker. When he was drunk, he wrote some satirical poems about the imperial court and insulting the emperor.

Without the protection of Yunlu Academy, those poems he wrote would be enough to chop his head a hundred times.

On weekdays, Zhao Shou’s requirements are very strict, and he is still doing his best to teach. Once he gets drunk, he goes drunk crazy, yelling:

If you read a broken book, you won’t have a good life, it is better to buy a drunk sleeping oiran in a brothel. .

The young Zhao Shou struck his neck and said:

It costs thirty taels to sleep once an oiran. If you don’t read books, where can you get the money?

The lay layman in the cold room was furious when he heard this, but you still know the market?

A board!

Zhao Shou said unconvinced: Doesn’t the teacher also know the market?

Another board!

Later, in a cold winter, the old scholar fell drunk into the pool and drowned, ending his life of poverty and poverty.

At the funeral, Zhao Shou learned of the teacher’s past from the best friends who gave him the teacher.

When he was young, the lay layman was a talented man with strong limelight. Because of his birth at the Yunlu Academy, he was disliked by Emperor Joan of Arc.

He continued to take the test and continued to be brushed.

Three years and three years.

From a young talented man to an old Confucian student with frosty temples, he never got a job.

Unbearable, he rushed into the palace and scolded Emperor Jeanne of Arc. The leg was broken at that time. If the previous dean had not come forward to shelter him, he would have been beheaded.

This is the current status of Yunlu Academy.

Occasionally, a small number of people can get a full-time job, but most of them are not reused and are sent to the corner of the corner.

More people don’t even have a full-time job or a half-time job, and they have been studying for half their lives, and they are still just plain clothes.

The young Zhao Shou didn’t say anything at the time, but many years later, the new dean made a great vision and made his life. He wanted to let the scholars of Yunlu Academy return to the temple and lead it back to the millennium prosperity.

“Two hundred years ago, the conflict between the academy and the imperial family was at odds. Cheng took the opportunity to turn away from the academy and founded the Imperial College, blocking the academy students from the temple. Two hundred years have passed by. Today, the disciple Zhao Shou and Ying Ya Shengzhong Go back to the temple.”

Long Yi can not afford it.

The Yasheng sculpture rushed into the sky with a clear light, and the whole Qingyun Mountain vibrated at this moment, like a mountain.

But the students and husband in the academy were not half panicked. Instead, they trembled with excitement and wept with joy.

After two hundred years, Yunlu Academy is finally about to produce a second-grade Confucian scholar.

It is not the kind of great Confucianism praised by the world, but the second class in the Confucian system-great Confucianism!

Qingguang rushed into the sky, surging layer by layer, forming a huge clear cyclone vortex at high altitude, and Qingyun Mountain was clearly visible from dozens of miles away.

As if telling the world.

Immediately afterwards, these Qing Qi then slowly sank, fell back to the sub-temple, and entered Zhao Shou’s body.

Zhao Shou’s eyes sprayed dazzling clear light, and his body was bathed in clear light. This is Haoran’s righteous energy washing the essence for him, which not only enhances his power to speak with the law, but also improves the endurance of spell backlash.

He was carefully feeling the changes in his body and comprehending the power of the second grade.

This is mainly divided into two aspects. On the one hand, the power of speaking out the law has been greatly improved, and the revised rules will continue for a long time.

For example, say: There is no grass here.

The vegetation in this area withered and lasted for several months or even longer. Unlike before, the effect of uttering the law can only be short-lived.

In addition, and the most important point, the second-ranked Confucian can manipulate luck to a certain extent, gather or destroy. Although this operation is not as subtle as a warlock, Zhao Shou already has the ability to influence the rise and fall of a dynasty.

Of course, this requires a great price, just like the great scholar Qian Zhong during the Great Weekend, sacrificing himself and crushing the last breath of Great Zhou.

There was a flash of light in the sub-sacred temple, and Yang Gong entered the temple with joy.

“The dean, maybe help the carving knife to solve the print?”

Zhang Shen asked.

“Just give it a try.”

Zhao Shou spread out his palms, the clear light rose, and the carving knife appeared in the palm of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the sub-sage ruling crown was also worn on his head.

Zhao Shou stared at the carving knife and whispered:

“Break the seal!”

Suddenly held his palm.

Suddenly, clear light shot out from his palm, as if he was holding a big light bulb instead of a carving knife.

The Confucian crown on the top of his head also bloomed with dazzling clear light, and the clear light rushed along his arm like a knife.

Yasheng’s sculpture flickered and shone on the carving knife.

Buzzing…The carving knife trembled, shaking violently in Zhao Shou’s palm, and even his arms and body trembled.

boom!

The clear light on the carving knife exploded fiercely, and a gust of wind blew out the candles and shook the doors and windows in the hall.

No matter how difficult it is for Zhao Shou to hold the carving knife, he didn’t want to hold it.

“Finally I can speak, Confucian sage, who has suffered thousands of swords, has sealed the old man for more than one thousand two hundred years. Why don’t people tell me about writing garbage? If I replace it with an old man, he must write better than him.

“The old man was reading acquaintance and instructing him to write a book, but he didn’t appreciate it, and he didn’t bother me, and sealed me, bah!”

The cursing and complaining of the carving knife came into the ears of Zhao Shou and others clearly.

This made Zhao Shou a little embarrassed~www.mtlnovel.com~ I didn’t know whether to agree or refute, so he could only choose to remain silent and pretend not to hear.

“Ahem!”

Zhao Shou coughed vigorously, interrupted the cursing of the cutter, and said:

“I have seen seniors.”

Yang Gong’s four followed their actions:

“I have seen seniors!”

The knife swept in front of Zhao Shou, hovering motionless between his eyebrows, conveying his thoughts:

“Hey, Jianzheng said, I will release the seal in this generation, and I really didn’t lie to me. The Confucian children treat the old Confucian sage like a god, and the great Confucianists of the past will not release the seal for me.

“Why do you want to help me unlock the seal?”

Zhao Shou once again said:

“Students have something to ask.”

Yang Gong immediately closed his sleeves and didn’t let the ruler fly out.

The spirit of the carving knife asked:

“What’s the matter!”

Zhao Shou Shen said:

“On behalf of the common people in the world, how can I be promoted to the **** of war?”

The carving knife did not answer immediately, but fell into a long silence.

In silence, Zhao Shou’s heart slowly sank to the bottom:

“Senior don’t know?”

“Don’t make noise!” The carving knife sprayed him, and then said:

“I remember that when the Confucian sage commented on the martial arts system, he said that the **** of war, well, after all, it has been more than one thousand two hundred years, and I can’t remember it for a moment.”

Then you think about it… Yang Gong and others are eager.

And Zhao Shou noticed a detail that Carving Knife needs to remember to remember, indicating that no one has talked about promotion to the Valkyrie recently.

If it was not revealed by the carving knife, how did Jianzheng know the method of promotion to the **** of war?

After ten seconds, the carving knife suddenly said:

“I remember, well, one premise, two conditions!

“The premise is to condense luck.

“The condition is to be recognized by the world, and recognized by the world!”

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ps: Change the typo first and then change it.