fifth form

It has been more than half a month to fight Shen Peigong.

Dong Zhongshu was still panting on the rattan chair, and Shen Peigong came to the door again in a strong body.

Listening to the loud and energetic voice outside the mansion, Dong Zhongshu knew very well that the other party's body had recovered.

"Shen Peigong, you are too deceitful!"

Dong Zhongshu propped up his body, and replied solemnly.

"Chang'an City only needs one Confucian leader!"

But an angry voice came from outside the mansion, which made Dong Zhongshu take a deep breath.

Obviously, Shen Peigong is quickly sorting out the contradictions within the Confucian school.

The Confucian school in Chang'an City only needs a voice, even if Dong Zhongshu has already failed in the battle, or Dong Zhongshu stays behind closed doors.

The easiest way to solve the problem is to fight, the loser dies or quits Chang'an City, but there is no such continuous connection.

"I can leave Chang'an City, I will stay away from you in Chang'an City, but..."

"I don't want to hear the word but!"

There was a needle hidden in Dong Zhongshu's words, but before he could pinch the needle in, Shen Peigong who shouted outside the mansion had directly rejected what Dong Zhongshu wanted to say.

Either fight or leave.

Either lie down and leave Chang'an City, or leave Chang'an City on foot, Shen Peigong will only give these two choices.

The entry of Confucianism into the court of the Han Dynasty is the top opportunity for Confucianism to become the top school of all schools. Shen Peigong absolutely does not allow accidents.

Great opportunities correspond to great risks. At such times, Confucianism only needs one voice.

He needs to stabilize the internal affairs first, instead of him leading the party and having someone join Dong Zhongshu's party.

Even if the number of Dong Zhongshu's party is small, it is not worth what outsiders look at, and even encourages different factions to split the Confucian school.

"You should be grateful for the status granted by the imperial court!"

A few seconds later, Shen Peigong outside the mansion had issued an ultimatum.

If it weren't for the protection of the imperial doctor's status, it would not be Shen Peigong who came to the door, and someone would be ruthless when Dong Zhongshu was recuperating.

But things had to be resolved, and the imperial court could not intervene in this formal leadership struggle within Confucianism.

As long as Dong Zhongshu continues to persevere, Dong Zhongshu will be seriously injured and unable to recover from these battles.

"I will bid farewell to His Majesty today!"

"Now!"

Dong Zhongshu responded with a long sigh, but Shen Peigong outside the mansion did not give Dong Zhongshu any buffer time.

This made Dong Zhongshu look around the newly renovated mansion, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"I'm tired now, you carry me to the palace" Dong Zhongshu whispered.

As if knowing Zhang Xuezhou's temperament, Dong Zhongshu added in a low voice.

"Good!"

Dong Zhongshu's fate was simply terrible. Zhang Xuezhou thought that the internal struggle of the Yin Yang family was very strange, but the struggle between the masters and sects in the Holy Land of the Yixuan River was even more ruthless, and there was a mess of the Shijiao School. He did not expect that the same is true within the Confucian School .

This made Zhang Xuezhou feel very balanced.

Obviously, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, no matter which school of thought it is, there will be more or less contradictions.

He has sympathy in his heart, and he can't help feeling the same as Dong Zhongshu.

If Dong Zhongshu needs him to send him out of Chang'an, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can send him away.

But Dong Zhongshu sent Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding to the palace, which made him hesitate a little.

Obviously, after talking about Emperor Jing just now, Zhang Xuezhou still has a little fear of the imperial palace.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel a little moved when Dong Zhongshu said "it's good" out of his mouth.

Dong Zhongshu is not a big guy who likes to paint cakes. If Dong Zhongshu is to say that it is beneficial, it will indeed be beneficial, and even rare benefits will also be suitable for Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Xuezhou thought about his stable luck, made some calculations in his heart, and finally agreed.

If there is no noble person to support him, his trip to the palace should not benefit much.

But there are noble people most in the palace, Zhang Xuezhou thinks he can try his luck, in case any nobleman becomes blind, he still has a chance to exist.

He greeted Rong Tianding, and the two cousins ​​worked together to lift up the wicker chair Dong Zhongshu was lying on.

"Why, I can't even sit in a carriage!"

Outside Dong's mansion, Shen Peigong was sitting in the carriage, and there was a curtain blocking his face.

But looking through the light-transmitting curtain, you can still see the figure of an old man in a Confucian robe playing with Lingyu in his hands.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the other party's carriage wrapped with pu leaves, and then at Wei Qing who was helping to drive the carriage. He glanced at it and quickly looked away.

It is obviously irritating to compare people to others. They are now a comparison between the shabby households in the countryside and the rich in the city. The key is that Dong Zhongshu was ridiculed by the other party. It seems that he lives in a big mansion. Dong Zhongshu’s pockets are cleaner than his face, so he can only order them. This kind of manpower helps to carry to the palace.

"Reward you!"

A gold ingot was thrown out of the carriage and thrown on Dong Zhongshu's rattan chair.

Dong Zhongshu looked at the gold ingot for a few seconds, and then took the gold ingot with a calm face.

"This mansion belongs to you. Whenever you leave Chang'an City, you can return it to me as a reward for this ingot of gold," Dong Zhongshu said.

"I thought you were going to give me this mansion," Shen Peigong sneered.

"I am willing to give it away, but you must also have the ability to be accepted by others." Dong Zhongshu said: "The new person who lives next to my mansion is Guan Fu. It is said that he will also be reused by the court. What bothers him the most is people like you. He will definitely not The Neighborhood Negotiation is approved in the Internal Affairs Bureau!"

"That brat is not..."

"Who are you talking about reckless? You Confucians like to play tricks. Mr. Shen Pei doesn't care about your age. If you get angry, I will slap you twice!"

Before Shen Peigong finished complaining about Guanfu, a rough voice came from the mansion next to Dong Zhongshu.

"Be more honest when you live next to me from now on, don't force me to jump over the wall and stab you in the middle of the night!"

"I don't live here!"

Shen Peigong replied with a livid face.

Dong Zhongshu's counterattack was often so hidden. He humiliated Dong Zhongshu with an ingot of gold, but Shen Peigong didn't have the guts to accept the right of residence in the mansion Dong Zhongshu sent.

Horizontally afraid of being stunned, stunned for fear of dying.

Shen Peigong belongs to Heng, while Guan Fu is stunned and desperate.

The beating that Guan Fu said was real beating, and the stabbing thing he said could definitely be done. This kind of slut doesn't shy away from the consequences at all.

Moreover, the opponent is powerful and belongs to the supernatural power realm warrior. It is normal for him to be beaten to death if he is challenged to jump up and down.

How could Shen Peigong know when Guan Fu was in a bad mood or when he was offended again? Even when this guy was in a bad mood and wanted to vent his anger, he might find someone to vent his anger on.

When this kind of person loses power, he often ends badly, but when he gains power, he crushes everything.

If he wanted to live next to Guanfu's mansion, Shen Peigong felt that he would die too long if he hanged himself if he was the birthday king.

He snorted coldly, and when more than ten people in Guanfu's mansion heard cold snorts in unison, Shen Peigong quickly waved forward, signaling Wei Qing to drive away from this unlucky place quickly.