i have a sword fairy

Chapter 500 The mountain chief is concerned, undercurrents are surging

"Ziyu, is the old woman influenced by us? Don't look into the past?"

At noon, on the top of Moon Sacrifice Mountain, after Meng Zhengjun left, Gu Yiwu and his classmates were surprised for a while, then as if they thought of something, they turned their heads and asked curiously to the silent young Confucian scholar beside him.

Zhao Rong shook his head lightly, "Maybe."

Gu Yiwu scratched the back of his head, and said with a smile:

"Ziyu, it must be our excellence, which influenced her, made her realize how wrong it was to deliberately make things difficult for us in the past, let go of her prejudice and rigidity, old woman... No, it's Mr. Meng, she must feel guilty now, see She left in such a hurry."

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.

You put it aside to do reading comprehension... He complained in his heart.

However, when it comes to 'doing reading comprehension', his guess just now seems to be doing reading comprehension...

The young Confucian scholar thought for a moment, his brows relaxed.

At this time, Gu Yiwu happily patted him on the shoulder, nodded and said: "Ziyu, it seems that the cuju court in our Justice Hall has been saved, and I will talk to Mr. Meng when I get back..."

Zhao Rong glanced at him, didn't answer, and continued to talk about tomorrow's ceremony of enshrining Zen.

Not long after, Xuecan brought a group of monks who inscribed cliff characters back to the top of the Moon Festival.

The latter began to cast various spells, took out the cliff facing east at the direction of Zhao Rong, and engraved the inscription of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven...

Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and other students watched for a while, and then stayed on the top of the mountain for a while. After confirming that nothing happened, a few students were left behind.

Zhao Rong left with the others.

All the way down the mountain.

Halfway through, the young Confucian scholar stopped and squinted his eyes.

At the foot of Jiyue Mountain and the three nearby plains, there were dense crowds of people, like an ant swarm.

Looking further away, the roads leading to Jiyue Mountain are filled with an endless stream of people.

These are Dali people from all over the world.

Go to the event.

At a certain moment, he turned around and looked up, the platinum cauldron of luck on the top of Jiyue Mountain seemed to have a more solid outline...

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In the evening, on the largest wasteland where the Dali court was stationed.

In the largest tent in the center, a grand dinner is being held.

This was held together by Empress Dowager Dali and Young Emperor.

Even if it is to create an atmosphere for tomorrow's Fengchan event, it is also a cleansing for a female student from Linlu Academy.

Zhao Rong and other Mochi students were also invited.

At the banquet, Zhao Rong quietly sat on the right side, slightly above the head, drinking and thinking about things.

He occasionally glanced up at Dugu Chanyi who was warmly greeting Meng Zhengjun.

Although the latter was still sitting behind the curtain, his voice couldn't conceal his closeness, and he would order the little emperor to toast this Mr. Meng from time to time.

Although the latter is a great monk of Confucianism and a distinguished guest whom the entire Liting court is fawning on at this time, he is still rigid and observant of etiquette and behaves meticulously.

Every time the little emperor picked up the wine glass, she would get up and return the wine respectfully.

Dugu Chanyi couldn't help pretending to 'blame' and said:

"Mr. Meng, you don't need to be so polite. When the late emperor was alive, you were the academy gentleman whom the late emperor admired... Now you have been helping our orphans and widows. You are the greatest benefactor of our royal family."

Meng Zhengjun frowned slightly imperceptibly.

She waved her hand, shook her head and said:

"The queen mother is polite. This time, Meng came here on behalf of Linlu Academy to help Dali enshrine Zen. It is an order from the head of the mountain, and it will be handled by Meng, who is in charge of the academy... When the first emperor Dali was alive, he respected Confucianism and Taoism. , visited Lin Lu three times, visited the mountain master and his masters..."

"Lin Lu was full of praise for the first emperor of Dali, and the old master Zhu said that the first emperor of the Li Dynasty had the image of an ancient virtuous monarch, which was in line with the Confucian ritual of enshrining Zen. , but it is still the duty of us Lin Lu Confucian scholars to hold this Zen ceremony for the Dali royal family."

She tilted her head slightly, and glanced at the pretty woman behind the first curtain, "Therefore, there is no need for so many courtesies to visit the Empress Dowager, and I dare not be a thank you for what is my duty."

At the start, Zhao Rong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

It turns out that the matter of enshrining Zen was ordered by the head of the mountain, in order to repay the love of the late Emperor Dali and the royal family of Dali?

The young Confucian scholar couldn't help thinking secretly.

So, this matter has been followed by that long-sighted Zhu Shanzhang?It turns out that he, the Mochi student, also entered the field of vision of the old master... This Meng Xuezheng, he had never told them before, did he forget or...

Well, it's probably intentional. Fortunately, from the beginning, he didn't paddle pessimistically like Brother Yiwu and the others, and did things hastily. Instead, he tried his best to take care of it seriously. It was so easy for her, Meng Zhengjun, to lose her impression in her heart.

It's about leaving some comments in Shanzhang's heart.

The wine glass in Zhao Rong's hand was suspended in the air.

Resisting not to look at the old-fashioned woman in the gray Confucian shirt above.

With a normal expression, he gently put down his wine glass, staring at the calm wine.

Thinking about it this way, the name on the note in Meng Zhengjun's hand at the Mochi Academy back then should have been someone else's name. Behind this drudgery in the eyes of most other people, there is actually a big hidden trouble behind it. opportunity.

So, at first, she wanted to give this spot to a student she valued, that is... Yu Huaijin?
Master Shanchang will see the gift of enshrining Zen in great distance. Does it involve the competition for the seeds of reading in the academy?

So Meng Zhengjun originally decided that Yu Huaijin would come here to help her?
Zhao Rong rubbed his chin, and heard from Brother Yiwu that there is a small book at the head of the mountain, and the names of every Confucian scholar in the academy whose name is familiar to him will appear on it. Out of a small book, ticking circles...

The reading seeds of the academy represent the largest amount of resources in the academy, and their status in the academy is just like Qingjun and the top talents in the four palaces of the Taiqing Dynasty.

Moreover, not only Mochi students are competing for the number of reading seeds, but even those scholars who graduated from Mochi are competing, and among the group of scholars, it is the main battlefield for competition.

But I heard that there seems to be a small benefit for the students of Mochi, that is, at the annual apprenticeship ceremony, a certain student will be promoted to a scholar at the same time, and will be directly promoted to the seed of study.

Of course, ninety-nine percent is for the best one in Shanzhang's book...

At this time, Zhao Rong suddenly thought that a certain friend seemed to be eagerly competing for the number of reading seeds.

He turned his gaze, and sure enough, the burly Confucian student on the seat next to him widened his eyes after hearing the word 'Shan Chang', and was staring intently at Meng Zhengjun, who was sitting at the top, as if he suspected that he had heard it wrong ...

As if aware of Zhao Rong's gaze, Gu Yiwu swallowed quietly, then turned his head and looked at Zhao Rong.

The two exchanged glances.

Gu Yiwu couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up and put down the wine glass in his hand.

Damn, if he had known that this was what the head of the mountain had ordered, then he would not have paddled carelessly. He must have worked harder than Zhao Rong. Zhen, was he sent by Tzuyu to a brothel to drink flower wine for several days...

Uuuuuuuu Ziyu misunderstood me!
Zhao Rong: "..."

Facing the mournful eyes cast by Brother Yi Wu, a certain young Confucian scholar coughed a few times, raised his hand, and gave him a virtual press to make him calm down.

While the two interacted tacitly, the toast at the banquet continued.

At this time, Meng Zhengjun, who was sitting at the top on the right, suddenly put down his wine glass, and glanced at Dugu Chanyi on the main seat, and the silent Li Mingyi opposite.

She wrote casually: "By the way, Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, and His Royal Highness the Xianwang, during the days when the Zen Conferring Ceremony was being held, have... some immortal families on the mountains outside Dali appeared?"

Dugu Chanyi and Li Mingyi were a little stunned and shook their heads.

Meng Zhengjun looked around the table, just like she looked at the cliff on the top of Jiyue Mountain with her hands behind her back before, her eyes were as sharp as torches.

No one dared to look at her for a long time.

"Oh? That's like... Xinranzong, Weiweishan and the others didn't send some people to Dali to contact you? Well, think again."

Dugu Chanyi, Li Mingyi and the others straightened their backs, looked at Meng Zhengjun, and shook their heads.

Meng Zhengjun stared ahead and was quiet for a moment, then she nodded and said in a calm tone:

"Good. The words that the deputy head of the mountain gave to those fairy families before seem to be useful..."

"Well, both of you, now that you are replacing the young emperor as Regent Dali, you must join hands with each other, and don't be renounced. In this way, even without the icing on the cake of this Zen ceremony, your imperial power in Dali Li is still as stable as a mountain."

After a pause, the old-fashioned female teacher of the academy gave another serious education:
"Right now, don't worry about the result of this Zen ceremony, as long as there is no fault, the most important thing is that you do your own thing well, and carefully cultivate the little emperor. Li Xiandi's unfinished business... You wait, do you know?"

Dugu Chanyi and Li Mingyi didn't look at each other, they each raised their hands, bowed to the great Confucian monk and said, "I would like to follow the teachings of the master."

"En." Meng Zhengjun watched their faces and nodded slightly.

At this time, Dugu Chanyi couldn't help but said: "Sir, the Ai family is also looking forward to stabilizing the country and making Dali a stable one, but there is still an unstable factor..."

Meng Zhengjun raised his eyelids.

Li Mingyi nodded in agreement, "What the emperor's sister-in-law said is very true...Mr. Meng, the only husband of Zhou in the west, the emperor trusted him when he was alive, and gave him military power and fiefdom. In addition to being sad with the emperor's wife, I did not treat him badly as an old minister, and called him back to the capital to guard the spirit, and then I want to reward him."

"However, he refused to obey his orders, refused to hand over his military power, and even occupied the three counties in the west, raising troops and hoarding food. His wolfish ambitions were clearly revealed. Such turmoil of ceding land and rebellion, amidst the hustle and bustle of Lidi, seriously affected the imperial prestige of your little majesty. Sister-in-law is soft-hearted and has nothing to do with him, she only bullies orphans and widows, this vulgar soldier is really a cancer, "

Hearing the words, Meng Zhengjun calmed down and nodded, "I have heard it, and it is indeed rude, but this is Dali's internal affairs, and Linlu Academy has no rules to interfere. But..."

She paused and looked around:
"If he dares to raise the anti-flag and resist Dali's orthodoxy, Lin Lu's Confucian scholars will also clearly stand on the side of the young majesty. In addition, as I said before, if the overseas Daxian family meddles in Dali's affairs, they must Tell us Linlu Academy, Master Shanchang will explain the truth to them."

Dugu Chanyi hesitated to speak, but she still didn't say anything, and together with Li Mingyi, she nodded in agreement.

Zhao Rong sat next to him, drinking silently and listening.

He roughly figured out the position of his academy.

At this time, Meng Zhengjun seemed to have caught a glimpse of him drinking leisurely, pointed in the direction of Zhao Rong, and said to Dugu Chanyi:

"Meng Mou values ​​these juniors from the academy very much, but according to their unsteady temperament, they have to be well managed to become a great weapon. Well, they are in Dali these days, it should be a little rude, you just say No problem."

She asked again, this time directly to Dugu Chanyi, with an inexplicable teasing tone.

value?You are changing your way of talking.

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, but he still put down his wine glass.

He looked at Dugu Chanyi without saying a word.

Behind the curtain, the most honorable widow in Dali, the beautiful queen mother who was bullied under him and spanked by him a few days ago, put down her wine glass and took a few breaths of silence.

The woman suddenly smiled:
"Where will it be. Mr. Zhao Xiao is brilliant in literature and talent. He is very polite in front of Aijia. He is really a gentleman. Aijia... is very satisfied."

Behind the curtain, she vaguely saw her raising her hand to pull a lock of hair behind her ear, and her voice was clear and soft.

Zhao Rong could even imagine the corners of her lips smiling sincerely.

In fact, before Dugu Chanyi answered, he was very thoughtful, and he was already prepared to be exposed by her crying and accusing in a cold voice, but...

"Hiss, it's still their girls who can act..."

The young Confucian scholar had a guilty conscience and secretly comforted him.

"Really, then Meng can rest assured."

Meng Zhengjun nodded, and stopped asking about it.

During the subsequent banquet, there was a burst of greetings and drinking.

After a while, the banquet was dispersed.

Everyone left the table.

As soon as Zhao Rong left the central tent and was on the way back, he was rushed aside by Gu Yiwu who appeared out of nowhere.

The latter didn't even think about it, and just said, "Ziyu Ziyu, did we go whoring in a brothel?"

Zhao Rong: "...???"

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(End of this chapter)