This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

After realizing once again that his opponent was also an out-and-out lunatic, Lu Hanjiang suddenly became very excited about what might happen in the future.

Lu Hanjiang doesn't like surprises very much. In the Nanshan fairy case, the "unpredictable prophet" let go of Hengshan disciple Shuang'er. If it wasn't for Bian Guang's face, he would rush at the other party for his cleverness. If he didn't reward this fellow, he would be sorry for him. surprise.

But if this surprise came from hostile forces, especially from the princess of the East Palace, then Lu Hanjiang would still be very happy to appreciate it.

After arranging Fang Huayu's affairs, Lu Hanjiang went home. Tomorrow he would bring a gift to Luo Fuzi's home to learn from his teacher. The other party was a generation of Confucian leaders, even if it was just superficial, he had to deal with it enough.

Not long after he left, Jin Yiwei took action, and Wu Qiming arranged for several people to torture Fang Huayu's body to obtain information, and then convicted him of treason and announced it.

This action immediately excited the students who were already clamoring. Seeing that the students were red-eyed and were about to attack the Yamen of Fusi in Beizhen, Mr. Yin Zhong of Jingzhao Mansion arrived in time and ordered his servants Students were expelled.

Although the Yin of Jingzhao Mansion is a little cautious on weekdays, he is still a scholar who cultivates himself based on Confucianism. He doesn't want to bear the reputation of being with wolves, but he has to.

Before the incident happened, Qi Yunzhou had gone to the Jingzhao Yamen to look for him. Master Zhong was very happy about the visit of the Confucian senior brother. He received him enthusiastically, and then he heard a request that made him embarrassed.

Qi Yunzhou said to him: "Master Lu has never been influenced by other people when doing things. I am afraid that Jin Yiwei will not follow everyone's wishes just because of some rumors about Fangzhi County. I dare you to ask your lord to work hard, just in case. one."

Whether it was Luo Fuzi's face or Qi Yunzhou's own face, Mr. Zhong couldn't refuse this request.

However, he didn't feel that much at first, he only thought that the other party was worrying, until he saw Beizhen Fusi, the Jinyiwei who were stringing the crossbow arrows one by one.

Mr. Zhong is completely dumbfounded. In the eyes of Jin Yiwei, if the law does not blame the public, it is bullshit. This group of big bosses really dare to kill people!
Now he didn't care about his reputation, if he didn't take action, the capital would immediately be bleeding into rivers. The old emperor Xiuxian had already cultivated his mind to the top of the sky, Master Zhong didn't dare to expect his old man to show kindness and stop Jin Yiwei.

Master Zhong asked the guards to drive away the students and prevented a bloody incident from happening. He was also so shocked that his entire back was soaked in cold sweat.

After driving away all the students, Mr. Zhong immediately went to the academy to ask Qi Yunzhou to see him. He was ashamed of his blindness. He had worked in Beijing for decades, and his ability to judge people was not as good as that of a teacher far away in the south of the Yangtze River.

For Mr. Zhong, who came to learn Buddhist scriptures, Qi Yunzhou did not hesitate to teach him. For him, the stability of the capital can also make the academy stable. Otherwise, with their status in the Confucian school, if there is any trouble, the shit pot will be on the head every minute. thing.

On the other hand, the brutality of Jinyiwei this time also made the students feel aggrieved. When Lu Hanjiang went to Luo Fuzi's home to learn from his teacher a few days later, they planned to learn from their predecessor Han Cheng, and stopped the road to shout a word to the commander.

It's a pity that these students didn't have the ability to do things like the East Palace, so they were raided by Jin Yiwei while they were still in the stage of plotting, and all their plans were aborted.

Without the unpredictable forces of the Eastern Palace to make troubles, Lu Hanjiang's journey to Luo Fuzi's house was extremely smooth.

Old Master Luo was just as he had imagined, the old man had sharp eyesight, and he had already seen that it was impossible for Jin Yiwei to kill people at this time, and there was someone behind this incident.

As for who it was, he really couldn't be accused in his capacity, so after meeting, both of them kept silent about the one in the palace.

Before writing the desk, Mrs. Luo made a cup of tea for Lu Hanjiang, and said indifferently: "I think Mr. Lu's eyes are higher than the top, and he dislikes my hut, so he refuses to come."

Lu Hanjiang looked up at the room where even the beams were made of top-quality red sandalwood, then glanced at the dazzling array of out-of-print books on the shelf, and then picked up the top-quality Longjing product in his hand, and finally sighed: "Old man, talk about Shameless, you are still amazing."

Old Master Luo snorted softly, put down the teacup in his hand, and said with a sneer, "Jin Yiwei is really capable of making a corpse speak. Master Lu is using an innocent person as a murderer, do you feel ashamed in your heart?"

"No."

Lu Hanjiang took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, and said, "It wasn't me who killed Fang Huayu, and besides, for what your old disciple did, the charges I gave him are not slanderous. "

Old Master Luo glared at Lu Hanjiang, but he didn't intend to get angry. After a moment of silence, he only heard him say: "He can't get past the word filial piety, I don't blame him."

"If that's the case, then why do you take it out on me?" Lu Hanjiang shrugged and sneered, "I didn't bother Fang Zhixian when he was alive. remember me?"

Old Master Luo was silent for a while, then he got up slowly, took a volume of "The Analects of Confucius" from the shelf behind him, and handed it to Lu Hanjiang: "Take it back and study hard, come back in seven days, I will test you. "

Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows: "Old man, are you really planning to accept me?"

Old Master Luo's beard and hair are calm and active, and his old eyes are as strict as mountains: "Bastard, didn't the Lu family teach you how to be polite? You should call this old man a teacher."

Lu Hanjiang curled his lips, not taking Luo Fuzi's lesson seriously, he casually flipped through the book in his hand, the workmanship and date didn't look like it belonged to the dynasty.

When Luo Fuzi saw this, he explained: "This is a thing passed down from generation to generation by Confucianism. Many ancestors have commented on it. You should read this chapter three times first, and then read those commentaries. It will be of great benefit to you."

"There are still notes." Lu Hanjiang flipped through them with great interest, and said curiously: "Old man, you can be regarded as a generation of Confucian scholars, but you wrote notes on it?"

That old man's shout made the old master's eyes glisten fiercely, but he finally groaned heavily, and then said in a deep voice: "The non-learned person, how dare to offend the works of the ancestors, the old master still has self-knowledge."

"Is that so?" Lu Hanjiang chuckled, turned to the first page, picked up the pen and ink on the table and was about to start: "Then I won't be polite."

Seeing that Lu Hanjiang was writing with a pen, Luo Fuzi's eyes widened, and he couldn't hold back the breath in his chest. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Quickly stop!"

The old master roared like thunder for nine days, shaking all the tables and chairs in the room, and even swept off the snow on the eaves. Lu Hanjiang covered his ears, took a breath and said: "Old man, your voice is a bit loud! .”

Lu Hanjiang could tell that Old Master Luo didn't have any skill at all in his roar, and he relied entirely on his internal strength to domineer.

Luo Fuzi snatched the "Analects of Confucius" on the desk back quickly, looked at the large piece of ink that fell on the blank space, and blew on his beard in distress.

In the end, Luo Fuzi tremblingly put the "Analects of Confucius" back on the bookshelf, and then angrily took another copy that he had handwritten by himself and gave it to Lu Hanjiang. Without saying a word, he raised his finger to signal the door You can go now.

Lu Hanjiang muttered a few words about cheapskate, and then went back home with the book.

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