If you want everyone in the world not to know you, it's very simple, impeach Ren Tu. If you want to be famous in the capital overnight, it's very simple, just scold the king of Beiliang. Jinlan Pavilion, which became the center of the imperial court, is undoubtedly the best example. There are two archways in Zhaojiaweng outside the gate of the imperial city. After retiring from the imperial court, the military officials entered Zhenwu, and the civil officials entered Fuwen. They were orderly. They each went to the Yamen to deal with the affairs of the government, but they went back soon, except for some big officials in the capital. Sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, ignoring the commotion on the central axis imperial road, even a large number of Enyin disciples turned their horses around, because there was a lot of excitement to watch. The imperial students of the Imperial College first blocked the path of the white-headed man with a sword, followed by hundreds of people, thousands of people, surging like crucian carp crossing the river. , Huan Wen, who had already removed the Zuo Jijiu, stood on the side of the road with a smile on his face. He didn't deliberately block the aspirations of the scholars and the people, but just said a few words of elders' nagging like a gentleman who uses his mouth but not his hands. The buildings of the Guozijian are endless, and the scale is second to none between the imperial city and the inner city. Even the six yamen cannot compete with it. It has always been a headache for the imperial court once the Tai students get excited. They are the imperial court's own children. It's useless to scold, most of the Tai's students are masters who have read poems and books, and they can't beat them hard, and they don't want to. The land of fish and dragons.
Not to mention the capital city, there has never been such an interesting confrontation in the entire Liyang court.
Thousands of Tai students gathered on the Royal Road, all of whom are the future pillars of the country. Not surprisingly, the best of them will become the mainstay of Liyang. When the momentum is like a rainbow. Many Tiance sacrificial wines in the Imperial College couldn't persuade these proud students who came from rich and poor backgrounds, not to mention that the persuasion was far from sparing no effort. Most of them were happy to see the results. , I just lazily raised my mouth, a few casual wines that I like to mingle with Tai students, and joked that I would go to a certain place in the capital to buy some food to satisfy my gluttony and come back. The inaction of the officials of the Imperial College is invisible. Zhongzhu raised the arrogance of the Tai students, such a huge scholarly spirit shocked the government and the public, and some old survivors of Western Chu who were adjacent to Zhaojiaweng heard about it, and they couldn't help feeling sad and happy. It should be Liyang to win the world.
This side is powerful and powerful, and the other side looks more and more lonely and annoying.
Xu Fengnian, the heir of Beiliang, stood on the axis of the world, took off the Beiliang saber he had received from Xu Xiao, put the saber out of its sheath, put his hands on the handle, and stood leaning on the saber.
He once guarded Dunhuang with one man and one sword. Today, he is standing on the royal road alone with one sword, blocking thousands of people alone.
The small half of the Imperial Academy poured into the Imperial Road, and they were densely packed. I thought that after seeing the majestic momentum of our side, this dude would be so frightened that he would run away with his head in his arms. Who would have thought that he would actually slap his face and forcefully carry it, just right, otherwise They also have no room to play. I heard that the Guozijian priests who returned from the imperial court said that this son went to the palace with a knife, which is simply ridiculous. They couldn't offend the second emperor, Xu Laizi, and Chen Zhibao, who had been favored by everyone after Liliang went to Shu and went to Beijing. An unscrupulous son who climbs up a pole? Today, let's not talk about drowning him with saliva, but let him leave behind that notorious murderous Beiliang knife!
A Confucian scholar took a step forward and asked angrily: "I heard that Beiliang released the wind, you killed Xu Huainan, the king of Beiyuan by the Ruoshui River, and the fifth raccoon dog of Tibing Mountain in Rouran Mountains. Is it true?!"
Xu Fengnian remained silent.
The Confucian scholar took three steps forward, beat the dog in the water, grabbed seven inches, and asked: "Don't talk about killing two people, when did you Xu Fengnian go to Beimang? Can you tell me?"
The eldest son of Beiliang in the eyes of everyone is the first time most people have witnessed it. If it were not for knowing the identity of the eldest son of Rentu, countless scholars from Beiliang went to Beijing to complain about the absurd behavior of this person, otherwise it would be the When I meet him on the road, I am afraid that I will feel jealous, or secretly praise the handsome handsome guy, he is really so good, especially when he is wearing a royal suit of five claws and nine pythons. The son's supplementary service really has the meaning of being so outstanding. It's just that this man's bad deeds are too many to list. When the first emperor died, the lights on Qingliang Mountain were brilliant, singing and dancing were peaceful, and everyone in the city knew about it. The last time I traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, I dragged a talented scholar to death with a horse, and even ordered my subordinates to kill on Guangling Road, causing rivers of blood to flow. After reaching the crown, she didn't see any restraint, and she didn't have any gentleness, kindness, respect and thrift in her body. I only heard that there were chaste women who threw themselves into the well every day in the Wutong courtyard of the Prince's Mansion in Beiliang. Selling officials and selling nobles, selling them according to the price of official hats, and then spending a lot of money in brothels to buy Shengge, how can such a young man be qualified to go to the palace with a sword? When the jackal is in power, where will the world's scholars be
The Confucian scholar who has always been famous for his invincible debate in the ring in the Imperial College did not show any timidity because of the bluff of the white-headed man holding a knife with both hands, but just thought it was ridiculous. This is the foot of the emperor and the magnificent capital guarded by the world. You a foreigner with an empty stomach come here to flaunt your prestige! The Confucian scholar took three steps again, his demeanor of literati who was not afraid of the powerful was overwhelming, and the thick formation behind him followed up with three steps forward, the sound was dull, those warriors who only knew how to fight for power in the Spring and Autumn Period made Shenzhou Lu sink, our generation The scholar is about to pull back to Qi Wuyue in Shenzhou! The Confucian scholar only felt that the aura of righteousness in his chest was going straight to the sky, he raised his arm and pointed at the silent man in white, and said sharply: "The emperor of Qin, who has the power of the world, is still under the control of ordinary people. How can I follow in the footsteps of Liyang?! The imperial court Respect you Beiliang everywhere, why did Beiliang respect the imperial court for one thing? God’s misfortune for a villain makes him succeed!"
The Beiliang Knife quietly penetrated an inch into the ground, Xu Fengnian smiled lightly and said, "A gentleman will not take a harsh view."
The sound is not loud, but the imperial way is clear to the ear. The few people who know the goods are immediately impressed.
The Confucian scholar sneered loudly and said: "The word "junzi" came out of your mouth. It is really a joke in the world. Xu Fengnian, since you don't want to answer my two questions directly, I will ask you again. Do you want to know what you have been doing all these years? The numerous crimes committed by Beiliang?"
Sure enough, the nearly ten thousand students of the Imperial College saw that he was speechless and didn't dare to answer, let alone refute.
Jin Lanting held the curtain of the car, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, you Xu Fengnian also has today. You were humiliated like that in Beiliang back then. You deserve to be cast aside by thousands of people today! When I enter the Imperial College, I will let you, Xu Fengnian and Xu Xiao, father and son be notorious in the history books together, leaving a bad reputation for thousands of years! In the future, when I, Jin Sanlang, have disciples all over the government and the public like Zhang Shoufu, if I go to compile history books, I will inevitably turn the two of you into treacherous thieves!
The old man Huan Wen was not tall, so he had to pick a stone pier to stand on, and stretched his neck to look. No one would think that the old man was gloating, but Huan Jijiu was as witty and wise as ever. Even the imperial student who just entered the Imperial College looked down on the Northern Liang Shizi, and felt that he was superior, so why should Weng Huanwen be frank? But looking at old man Huan talking and laughing at Yan Yan, outsiders don't know what the old man who is old and tough in the officialdom really thinks.
However, the Beiliang Saber had penetrated three inches into the ground, Xu Fengnian only touched the hilt of the saber with both hands.
Confucian scholars are blessed by heaven, even though they are still scholars without official status, they have an astonishing momentum. The dumb white-headed son actually took the lead in attacking, "I'm afraid the nail will not go deep, and I'm afraid it won't come out when the nail is pulled out."
There are many Tai students who are smart people who are good at subtle words, and they can tell that this is ridiculing the imperial court for killing Beiliang. Xu Fengnian continued to speak calmly: "I only know that during the Spring and Autumn Period, more than 300,000 soldiers under Xu Xiao died in battle. It doesn't matter if you call me Xu Fengnian for having no talent, no morals, no morals, no ambitions, but why do you ever remember where the bones of these half a million people are buried? A sacrificial text?"
The Confucian scholar blushed and said angrily, "Half a million people sacrificed their lives for the country and deserved to die. What does that have to do with you, Xu Fengnian?"
Xu Fengnian said calmly: "I will guard the northwest of the Central Plains. Outside the three states of Beiliang, I will not be harmed by the hoof of millions of cavalry in Beimang."
The Confucian scholar was about to question him, but Xu Fengnian had already gently pulled out the Beiliang knife.
Borrowing the anger of thousands of people, raising the meaning of a knife.
The imperial path tore apart two hundred feet in an instant.
The people in the center of the Royal Road turned their backs on their backs, and it was very lively. Many Tai students climbed out of the ravine in difficulty and embarrassment, and there was a lot of cursing.
Xu Fengnian hangs his cold knife, and slowly walks along the edge of the chasm that Yang Yi cut with a single knife.
Passing by the trembling Confucian scholar, Xu Fengnian didn't look sideways, just smiled lightly and said, "Whether I killed the fifth raccoon dog or not, you can ask yourself when you die."
The Confucian scholar's lips were livid and purple, and he sat down on the ground.
In the carriage, Jin Lanting seemed to see the Prince of Beiliang glance coldly at him, his wrist trembled in fright, and he fell off the curtain.
Master Jijiu from the right of the Imperial College paled, and said sternly: "Xu Fengnian, what I have achieved in Jin Lanting today has nothing to do with you! Don't rely on your strength!"
Standing on the stone pier, Huan Wen rubbed his cheeks and muttered to himself, "Although there are tens of thousands of people, it's not that Confucian scholars are better than Confucian scholars. It's a good one to sit in the northwest and only guard the gate of the country for the people."
Passing through tens of thousands of students without any hindrance, the white-clothed and white-headed man stepped into the carriage. The son of Beiliang, who had bowed to the six hundred Beiliang veterans for a long time and refused to get up, turned around to face the high-spirited Imperial College in front of everyone. Thousands of people spit heavily.