Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 133 Playing a Heartbreaking Old Teacher!
In Chang'an City, singing and dancing are peaceful.

The third class of yamen servants in the Chang'an City Government Office, under the leadership of the head catcher, tirelessly hunted down those who disturbed the prosperity of Chang'an.

All were imprisoned indiscriminately, and the Oracle of Haotian came to our Tang Dynasty.

I don’t want anyone to slander me!

Anyone who dares to slander is a person who wants to collude with the enemy and treason.

But under the peaceful singing and dancing in Chang'an, there is a crisis of making a wrong step and making mistakes at every step.

Because of the 'Haotian Oracle' incident, the entire world's attention has fallen on the most powerful country in the world.

The iron cavalry that dominates the world is rarely matched by anyone, and with the Academy in charge, and now the Oracle of Haotian has arrived, the tyranny of the Tang Empire in the future is almost obvious.

Many people want to make it an anticlimactic matter that the great priest of the Heavenly Mandate came to identify the Haotian Oracle on the sacred stone this time.

But under the control of the Sixteenth Guards of Chang'an, no one dared to say anything about Yinghuo Shouxin that night.

But anyone who talked about this matter was sentenced to prison and beheaded, and those who dared to speak the truth were all sent to prison, and then at Caishikou, killing him and rolling his head all over the ground, naturally the false become real!
And in the academy under the mountains in the south of Chang'an, it is not that the highest order of the province under the Tang Empire has come: 'Don't speak nonsense! '

The academy was the reserve of civil and military talents in the Tang Dynasty. Once you graduate from the academy, you can directly participate in the imperial examination. You will be both a fellow student and a disciple of His Majesty. It can be said that you will reach the sky in one step.

It is no exaggeration to say that he was a farmhouse man in the morning and ascended to the emperor's hall in the evening.

Therefore, all the students in the academy remained silent and did not dare to speak nonsense about state affairs. Those who dared to speak had already fallen into the water and died.

There was a fire in the house and the whole family returned to the place where the silence was. In order to protect the Tang royal family's message, the secret guards of the Tang Empire exerted their former strength.

But the Tang State can stop the mouths of the students of the Tang State, but it can't stop the mouths of the academies and students from other countries.

Especially those students from Xiling Divine Kingdom who came to Chang'an Academy to study for various reasons.

No one is a fool. Academy students with family backgrounds, no matter how stupid they are, will never be so stupid as to believe that Yinghuo Shouxin is 'good luck! '

On the meadow outside the corridor, Professor Gongyang watched, and those Xiling students who made trouble couldn't help sighing: "A scholar who is useless is a scholar, and a scholar is also a scholar if he is useful!"

It seems that these students from Xiling are basically useless scholars, but these useless scholars will eventually be useful.

Those who seek the truth for the death of their classmates should be useful, just like those who watched with cold eyes, when they died because of something, no one would complain for them.

The teachers in the academy knew that the deaths of those students were unknown, and that they had some plans for the overall situation of the Tang Dynasty, but no one dared to say anything.

I have long heard that His Majesty has eyes and ears in the world, but I didn't expect that once he took action, people would fall into the water and die.

In the yamen of Chang'an City, the eldest widower has been found out clearly and died after falling into the water. Who dares to say anything?
It's just that Xiling students, relying on their own status, let some people be wary of others, even if they are teaching in the Dongxuan realm, they dare not say much.

The knives of the empire are sharp, so sharp that few people can block them.

But there are also tough people, like the old teacher from Leke, who was born in a Taoist school and his seniority is not low. He yelled at the South Gate Temple yesterday, left in a row, and took off the piece of the National Teacher's Mansion. The plaque was moved back to the academy, chopped off, and burned as firewood.

The identity of the old teacher also surfaced, he was Zhishou Guanwei, a certain Taoist who ran out, and his cultivation level far surpassed that of a national teacher.

In the bamboo grove, the sound of the qin music, under a sharp turn, turns into the joy of thousands of killings, what a song Guangling San!
Facing those uncultivated academy students, ordinary people of the Tang Kingdom, the dark guards of the empire, and the third class of yamen servants in the Chang'an government office, it can be said to be a heavy blow.

But he was respectful to an old teacher who was at the peak of his life, looked decrepit and could only play the piano on weekdays.

The qin music in the bamboo forest took three or four days from ambush on all sides to Guangling San, but the qin music remained the same, and no one dared to move it.

No one dares to come to this bamboo forest and test his edge when he has the realm of cultivation and is a murderer with the intention of killing.

In this absurd world, if you don't have a cultivation base, no matter if you eat, drink or sleep, it will be inconvenient.

Deep in the bamboo grove, in the square pavilion, the old teacher who had finished a song, looked at the figure in the distance, and said calmly: "Since Mr. San is here, why do you need to hide?"

"This is the academy, and it's Mr. San's territory. My teaching is just a passer-by!"

The old teacher Xi’s words, full of vicissitudes of life, echoed in the bamboo forest and have not dispersed for a long time.

With the breeze blowing, the bamboo leaves fluttered down, accompanied by the bamboo leaves all over the sky, Yu Lian walked out of the bamboo forest, and she said: "Xu Zhenren, this song Guangling San has surpassed the realm of the past, and it is very good to use it to kill people." Refreshing."

A few nights ago, because of the death of a certain disciple, this Master Xu went to the National Teacher's Mansion, broke into the Tianluo Formation, and removed the plaque of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Under the watchful eyes of many teachers in the academy and Tang officials, the plaque of the National Teacher's Mansion became the fire in the stove.

The old teacher shook his head and said, "Master Xu?"

"Who is Master Xu? I'm just a dim-sighted Leke teacher."

"I attacked the Imperial Master's Mansion just because I was angry. This formation is very big and I can't attack the Tang Palace. Suzaku's little eyes are really bright."

The old teacher's hands were pressed on the strings of the musical instrument, making it difficult for people to see the reality.

Yu Lian walked in the path of the bamboo forest and said: "A piece of heart-breaking music is often described in this way in the world. The music of the piano is so mysterious, but who knows that there really was such a practitioner many years ago."

"I have practiced the qin music to such an extent that one song broke my heart. In Chang'an City that night, several people died of visceral displacement."

A piece of heartbreaking, this is a murderous piano piece, she thought of her father, the real person she once said.

Who would have thought that the real person back then would actually be hiding in the academy. How many dragons were hidden and how many tigers were lurking in this small academy.

But no matter how many dragons and tigers there are, in the academy, if it is a dragon, you hide it, and if it is a tiger, you have to lie down.

The old teacher laughed indifferently and said, "Mr. Lin, if he knows under the spring and has a pair of sons and daughters alive, how happy he would be!"

"It's not yet 23 years, you still can't kill me, besides Mr. San, will you kill me because of those dozens of people?"

"Buddhist sect talks about cause and effect. Although those students from the academy were not very obedient when they were in my class, when they came back from a rest, they would bring me delicious food from Deshengju and dried fruits from the old Songtou shop."

"The textbooks in the bookstore in the north of the city, and the candied haws in the south of the city, but no one brings these now."

"I just played a piece of music, which broke my heart and left me confused between life and death!"

Le Ke, who has been teaching in the academy for more than [-] years, has seen a lot of things, but things like this recently are still relatively rare.

It can only be said that the royal family and dignitaries in the world are too concerned about the seat under their buttocks, completely forgetting that the seat under their buttocks was worthless before there was no academy.

When many laws in the world cannot wash away grievances, there is nothing wrong with relying on the sharp weapon in hand to wash away.

He is willing to cut himself to pieces, dare to ask Chang'an to change his color!

(End of this chapter)