i have a sword fairy

Chapter 550 Three Deaths of Zhang Huizhi
Zhu Yourong retorted and scolded, shocking the audience.

She was originally a gentle and elegant female teacher in the academy. She used to be indifferent and peaceful, and lived a straightforward and elegant life.

She is the kind of female teacher who patiently listens to any student's question, smiles and replies softly. Most of the students like her, and they tend to subconsciously feel that she is the one valued by Mr. Zhu, the most special one. One, and yearns to be close to her, even though that may not be the case...

However, from this point, we can roughly understand why Zhao Rong made many male students dislike him in the school and the academy.

Because since Zhao Rong came to the school, they suddenly discovered that they were not the most special one in Mr. Zhu's calligraphy class.

Just like when you were a student, you sat under the stage and watched a classmate easily come to the stage to ask the teacher a question, but in the end the teacher asked him a question and the interaction was intimate...

But saying these things doesn't mean that Zhu Yourong is easy to talk and bully, it's just because she hasn't taken it seriously.

And this time.

Mr. Zhu is serious.

Reluctantly, she looked straight at Li Wangque who was hugged by Dugu Chanyi:

"Your Majesty Li, do you know what the 'Mr. Zhang' you want to defend did before he came to participate in this celebration? This ghostly monster does all kinds of ghostly things, and he doesn't do anything to enshrine the Zen ceremony. Now we are celebrating the grand ceremony But came to join in the fun."

The gentle and elegant school female teacher in the past has now turned into a strict teacher. Even the powerful emperor under the mountain has to obediently listen to the teacher and take the teacher's board.

Zhu Yourong pointed at Zhang Huizhi, "Your Majesty Li and the Empress Dowager know, where is that Mr. Zhao Ziyu who did his best to organize the Fengchan ceremony for you?"

Li Wangque and Dugu Chanyi stared blankly at each other, "Sir, you mean..."

Zhu Yourong shook her sleeves, stood with her hands behind her back, stared at Zhang Huizhi and said, "It's this malicious bastard who colluded with the thieves and tricked Ziyu, who trusted him, to his residence under the pretext of drinking. Ziyu took Qian'er girl Xinran went to the meeting, but was attacked by an old thief who had ambushed in advance, and was caught off guard and in danger..."

The woman took a deep breath, and her voice became even colder:
"At the moment of danger, Ziyu helped Miss Qian'er to escape, but he...he himself was in a desperate situation...and his whereabouts are still unknown. Oh, now you know why Miss Lingfei and Miss Qian'er came to this beast so aggressively To 'husband'."

"I...I..." Zhang Huizhi's lips twitched.

Zhu Yourong looked at Zhang Huizhi, and said righteously, "What are you? You have the face to stand here to celebrate Ziyu's hard-working Zen ceremony!? Such a villain, so despicable and shameless, you deserve to read the sage's book? I am ashamed to be a Confucian student with you! Take off the Confucian shirt of this sage disciple! Don’t stain my eyes again!"

The more she spoke, the more difficult it was to suppress her emotions. She raised her jade hand, waved it bitterly, and slapped Zhang Huizhi from the air.

The latter had no power to fight back, and directly spun around in the air for more than ten times before falling hard to the ground.

The Confucian shirt and turban on his body was blown into rags by the "quick wind" beside Zhu Yourong.

He was lying on the ground with disheveled hair, half of his face was bloated, his mouth was full of blood, his teeth were all over the place, and the only white underwear left on his body was extremely dirty.

There is no longer the neat and clean image of rigorous Confucian scholars in the past.

The whole place was silent.

Seeing Mr. Zhu's powerful words and Zhang Huizhi's guilty expression, everyone fell silent.

I finally understood the cause of what happened today.

Some people are suddenly indifferent, some are relieved, some are unbelievable, and some have complicated expressions.

Li Wangque suddenly felt the strength of the jade arm holding his waist relax, and he pushed it away, but at this moment he couldn't care less about the mother's reaction.

The young Emperor Dali turned his head in shock, looking at Zhang Huizhi who was struggling to get up.

He broke the silence on the field, and said with a very serious face: "Zhang... Yushi, is what this Mr. Academy said true? You... betrayed Mr. Zhao who trusted you?"

Zhang Huizhi covered his swollen face with both hands, and explained with fear and hope: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, it's not like this. I... I'm here to leave the country..."

"Zhang Yushi! Zhang Huizhi!" Li Wangque suddenly raised his head to interrupt, and shouted loudly, "I ask you, where is my Mr. Zhao?"

"Your Majesty... Sheji... Dali's Sheji..." Zhang Huizhi's blood rushed to his head, and his face, which was already swollen into a pig's head, was as red as a pig's liver just taken out.

It's a pity that Li Wangque didn't have the slightest intention to listen to his explanation. The young man has already got the truth that he would never have believed before.

"Mr. Zhao...Mr. Zhao..."

Li Wangque took a few steps back unsteadily, as if he was unable to lift his head or straighten his waist due to the weight of the golden emperor's crown on his head.

Before the ceremony in the morning, when Mr. Zhao put it on for him with a smile, he said confidently that the crown was not heavy.

The young man in the dragon robe looked around and murmured with a silly expression, "Sir, where are you... Come back, come back quickly..."

Zhang Huizhi's body froze in place, staring blankly at Li Wangque's reaction of looking for a certain gentleman, he was dumbfounded.

He also remembered the youthful young man who questioned him in the royal study about "the emperor's way of kingship, domineering and strong way"... Didn't His Majesty always tell him that Dali Sheji should be the first place...

But I don’t know when it started... It should be that person came to Hanjing, the Queen Mother took the princes and officials out of the city to welcome a hundred thousand people, and His Majesty went to lead the horse for that person with a look of ignorance and admiration... Since then When Li Wangque was discussing with him, he always mentioned a certain Mr. Zhao, always...Mr. Zhao said...Mr. Zhao said...

Zhang Huizhi admitted that he was somewhat envious of Zhao Rong.

But... In the eyes of His Majesty, is the entire Dali community less important than a foreign gentleman... Even if it is revealed that he has lost a complete defeat, he will accept his fate and accept punishment, but Zhang Huizhi did all this for the sake of The Sheji of Dali.

Using a foreign Confucian scholar who is destined to leave in exchange for the prosperity of Dali... Don't your majesty and empress believe or understand his painstaking efforts?

In the middle of the high platform, Zhang Huizhi knelt down on the ground with soft knees, slowly lowered his head, the only remaining brilliance in his eyes gradually extinguished with the blood-red sunset.

Compared with the embarrassment at the moment, the pain all over his body, the hot pig-headed face, and the stinging eyes of dignity... Compared with these, Zhang Huizhi feels that the most hopeless thing is the belief and ideal in his heart. Stuff is dying.

At this moment, everyone on and off the stage watched Zhang Huizhi coldly.

At this time, beside Li Wangque who was wiping his eyes with his hand, an unexpected figure suddenly walked out.

Dugu Chanyi ignored the skirt that dragged the floor, and strode back to the center of the high platform, with a blank expression on her face, she directly raised her hands.

The slender, well-maintained palm is covered with fabric at the wide cuffs.

"Snapped----!"

A slap that was still very crisp and powerful even through the cuff fabric.

Dugu Chanyi slammed the left cheek of the kneeling Confucian scholar in front of him, and the latter fell to the ground again after a miserable howl, clutching his face and crazily coughing up blood.

Dugu Chanyi looked coldly at Zhang Huizhi who was curled up on the floor like soft feet, then tore off the right sleeve of the dress, and threw it on the ground beside him.

"Traitor. Disgraceful."

She originally thought that this conflict might be a misunderstanding, it might be that Zhao Ziyu was delayed due to other things and did not return in time, which caused Zhao Qianer Zhao Lingfei and others to come looking for her.

Or Zhao Rong just deliberately left his wives and concubines at home, and went to other places in Lidi to find flowers and ask willows. The ceremony of enshrining Chan has just ended, so it is understandable to relax. Aren’t all men such virtues, how can family flowers smell like wild flowers? Lidi is also rich in beauties, it is normal for men to be impatient.

However, what Dugu Chanyi never expected was that Zhang Huizhi dared to collude with external forces to set Zhao Rong a trap!

Let's not mention whether his behavior will implicate Dali and offend the relevant strengths of Linlu Academy and Duyou City.

Just talking about Dugu Chanyi herself.

She had been longing for Zhao Ziyu to leave Dali as soon as possible, but Dugu Chanyi was just 'avoiding', not 'disgusting'.

She knew in her heart that Zhao Ziyu was the savior of their orphan and widow.

But for this young Confucian scholar who seemed a little greedy, a little lecherous and a little prudish, Dugu Chanyi had some complicated emotions in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was.

It may be that the two of them had a tacit understanding of what happened in the Guanghan Palace bath that day, and they had a common secret, so the meeting was awkward...

But before she heard Que Er mentioning "Mr. Zhao" from time to time, Dugu Chanyi felt a little headache and upset.

How come there is a feeling of being urged by a child.

No matter what, at least Dugu Chanyi acquiesced in his heart and thanked Zhao Rong for his great help to Feng Chan, even though he might have done it for Li Wangque's sake.

So now facing the traitor, President Zhang, she is both ashamed and angry.

"Zhang Huizhi!" Dugu Chanyi asked indifferently, "How dare you!?"

After the words fell, she took a deep breath, and without waiting for Zhang Huizhi's reaction, she turned around and announced: "From now on, this shameful traitor is no longer a member of the Li court, and he will be resigned from all positions including the imperial censor of Dali." , the descendants of the family will never be hired, and all family members within five servers can be expelled from the country..."

Dugu Chanyi's thunderous treatment directly declared that Zhang Huizhi and his family's official career had come to an end.

Zhang Huizhi's wife and children cried for a while, but it was of no avail. They were stopped by Mu Jin's subordinate Xianyueli, and they were not allowed to approach Zhang Huizhi.

None of the civil and military officials in the audience had any objections, and they all agreed.

"As for how to deal with this shameful traitor..." Dugu Chanyi said this, and turned her head to look at Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong who had been watching coldly.

She gave a big gift to the Empress Dowager and sincerely apologized:
"...It's the Ai family's incompetence, and it's the Ai family's fault that the great benefactor, Mr. Zhao, died right under their noses. It's absolutely wrong, and I just wish I couldn't do it all over again...Your Excellencies, this traitor is at your disposal. Regarding the matter of searching and rescuing Mr. Zhao, if there is anyone Aijia and Your Majesty who can help, please do so! So that I can make up for some mistakes."

Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhao Qian'er and Li Bai remained calm and looked at her.

Only Zhu Yourong nodded slightly under the woman's sincere gaze.

Dugu Chanyi sighed softly, turned around immediately, stopped looking at the miserable Zhang Huiyi on the ground, and walked off the stage directly holding the hand of the distraught little emperor.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Zhang Huizhi, who was lying on the ground, tried to raise his head, coughing blood, and crawled towards the backs of Dugu Chanyi and Li Wangque who were leaving.

However, the two of them didn't turn their heads back at all, and the officials in the audience looked at Zhang Huizhi with cold eyes and disgust, and they all looked away, like treating the plague god, avoiding it.

It also includes... the old censor who was in his early years.

"Old Yushi Cheng." Zhu Yourong suddenly said to the old man in the audience.

The old man who was also a Confucian scholar had no choice but to go back after being called by the female teacher of the academy. He stopped respectfully, and clapped his hands in response, "I am here."

"I'm familiar with the "Laws of Great Liberation"."

The old censor bent even more, "It's familiar."

Zhu Yourong didn't look at him in the audience, but looked down at Zhang Huizhi with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "If I remember correctly, Ziyu left the court as before. According to the law, those who persecute and betray colleagues in the officialdom and deliberately kill people , how to deal with it?"

The old censor took a last look at his former colleagues on the stage, closed his eyes for a while, opened them and nodded:

"Ling Chi."

The old man's voice was indifferent.

Zhang Huizhi's body trembled.

The old censor spat at Zhang Huizhi, feeling ashamed that he had stood up for this traitor just now.

The old censor hid his face and stepped back.

Zhang Huizhi had stopped crawling forward, he was lying on the ground beside Zhu Yourong, Zhao Lingfei and others, his eyes were dead silent.

Zhao Qian'er followed the young lady, and indifferently watched these things that happened in a short period of time.

She narrowed her eyes at Zhang Huizhi's numb and dull expression, she somewhat understood Mr. Zhu's behavior and the voice transmission answer from Miss just now.

Zhao Qian'er was a little impatient with Dugu Chanyi and the others' chatter just now, so Zhao Lingfei sent her voice transmission to urge Zhang Huizhi to 'interrogate' quickly and not waste any more time.

Although the lady had silently sent her a voice transmission before, saying that Mr. Bai had also come, although he did not show his real body, he was constantly searching for Brother Rong, and would notify them as soon as there was any news.

But Xiao Qian'er was still impatient, every time she allowed the traitor scum in front of her to live a second longer, she felt guilty towards Brother Rong'er.

However, the lady still stopped her and chose to continue to cooperate with Mr. Zhu.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qian'er glanced at the profile of the young lady in front of her calmly looking down at the man on the ground...

Concubine Zhao Ling: "One afternoon when I was taking a nap, Brother Rong was resting on my lap and chatting. I asked him on a whim, would it be like every storybook said, the bamboo horse will eventually leave the green plum, such as empathizing with God? Come on, Brother Rong slapped my forehead feigning anger, but then he still smiled and said to me...First rule out the possibility of this mistake, and then he mentioned death...

"Brother Rong said that a person has three kinds of death, one is social death, one is ideal death, and the other is physical death.

"A person, when almost everyone spurns or forgets him, he is the death of society; when the beliefs and ideals held in his heart are all in vain, he is the ideal death; and when he stops breathing and the body loses the last trace of heat, he is the body die.

"When the world talks about death most of the time, it refers to the third kind of death.

"However, for some people, social death and ideal death are more painful than physical death, and this is also the meaning of a person's constant existence..."

The lady then paused for a moment, and then said softly: "Brother Rong Er said, if he really leaves one day, but as long as you and I live well for him and don't forget, then he will always be by our side."

Resisting these words from flashing through her mind at this moment, Zhao Qian'er lowered her head and pursed her lips.

The always quiet Concubine Zhao Ling nodded to Zhu Yourong who had completely forced Zhang Huizhi to death.

She stepped up and walked towards Zhang Huizhi.

There was a purple sword on the shoulder of this tall slender woman, and the purple energy surrounded her body. She stared coldly at the miserable Confucian student who was abandoned by everyone and died ideally:

"You still have a small chance."

Little Qian'er carried a sting thunder, and tacitly walked to the side of Zhang Huizhi's wife and children, and looked at him indifferently.

He will definitely die, but there is a slight chance that he will not completely 'die', for example, leaving behind two close relatives who can remember him, but the latter two will definitely not have a chance to stand up and take revenge.

Zhang Huizhi nodded numbly like a walking dead, he lowered his head, and took out a well-maintained Siqi scholar jade bi.

In addition to being a symbol of the scholar's status, it is also an exquisite sumeru.

Zhang Huizhi took out one object from the jade biscuit and silently placed it on the ground in front of him.

This is a man's... arm.

On the high platform, the air suddenly froze.

Freezing in the true sense.

The first time they saw this severed arm, Zhao Lingfei, Zhu Yourong, and Zhao Qianer trembled all over.

Water vapor in the air around them condensed into ice.

Even Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong, who were always calm, couldn't bear it anymore after seeing his severed arm.

Without waiting for Zhang Huizhi's possible explanation, the three women stepped forward in an instant and came to his side.

Concubine Zhao Ling shook the purple sword on her shoulder, and a circle of purple mist exploded, covering the three women and Zhang Huizhi who was kneeling on the ground.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay because they lost their view of the stage.

But the next second.

"Ah ah ah ah ah-----!"

A tragic roar belonging to Zhang Huizhi came from the purple mist in the center of the high platform!
This group of purple mist did not make any waves.

"Noise." Concubine Zhao Ling's flat voice came.

A terrifying killing intent was suppressed in the plainness.

The woman's voice, in the small world built by Ziqi, seemed to be unable to follow her words. In the next second, Ziwu tumbling, and Zhang Huizhi's howl disappeared.

It's like... the sound is blocked.

"Miss."

In the purple mist where she couldn't see the situation clearly, Xiaoqian'er's voice came out.

"Brother Rong'er's whereabouts are important, don't let him die, kill him... Let Qian'er come later."

she said softly.

Concubine Zhao Ling: "Yes."

Immediately, Ziwu fell into silence again, except for Zhang Hui, the voices of the three women were no longer heard.

Everyone in the audience was extremely curious, but had to wait patiently.

About half a cup of tea time passed.

In the center of the high platform, the purple mist that had been calm all this time suddenly stirred up waves.

The purple air is churning.

Three figures belonging to women came out one by one, but Zhang Huizhi's figure was not seen, and he remained behind in the purple air.

Three women came out temporarily with three arms.

That's right, three arms.

Three women, each with a man's arm in his hand.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhu Yourong, who were walking in the forefront, came out and threw their bloody arms with bones and veins on the ground like garbage.

And Xiaoqian'er, who was following them, was carefully holding Zhao Rong's severed arm with a pair of small hands. The girl buried her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.

In the purple mist behind her, it was only then that someone's weak and painful breathing could be faintly heard...

At this moment, Xiaoqian'er tilted her head slightly, staring at the very familiar arm in her hand. She will go into Ziwu later, because...she has already asked Miss and Mr. Zhu for the "remaining Zhang Hui" Of".

But right now, it is important to find Brother Rong'er.

　5000 two hundred words cough cough, let me make a small compensation to my good brothers!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)