The devil is coming

Chapter 89 The Day of Death for Righteousness is Today
However, waking up early is worse than waking up late. Just as Zheng Fan was squatting by the wellhead with a toothbrush to brush his teeth, he saw two people riding horses on the horse road in the distance.
"Oh~~~Back off!"
Zheng Fan reached out and took the hot towel from Siniang and wiped his face while standing up.
Road:
"People are coming."
Man, it did come.
There are two people, a man and a woman. The man is dressed in black and has an unattractive appearance. The woman has a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth, youthful eyebrows and looks to be in her 20s.
However, what caught Zheng Fan's attention the most was the woman's feet.
The other three countries have the custom of women's foot binding. Both the literati of Qian State and the nobles of Chu State are extremely obsessed with the three-inch golden lotus;
However, because several generations of emperors in the Yan Dynasty had issued an edict prohibiting foot-binding among women in the country, if any women in the palace or nobles had feet-binding, their families would be punished;
Therefore, although there were secret imitators among the Yan people, it did not become a fashion in the Yan country.
On this woman's feet, she wears a pair of green embroidered shoes.
But this style made Zheng Fan feel that it was somewhat similar to the assassin who was hiding in the coffin and casting the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle that he saw in the mourning hall yesterday.
Zheng Fan is not sure whether they are the same person. In fact, there is no need to confirm.
"Du Juan, the left leader of Yinlang County in the secret spy department, on the order of the Marquis, asked Zheng Shoubei to send troops to help capture the academy robbers."
This woman named Du Juan was very polite and showed her identity token to Zheng Fan first.
Then he put away the token and saluted Zheng Fan with clasped fists:
"I've met Lord Guard in my humble position."
"Miss Du, you're welcome."
Zheng Fan didn't take it seriously, so he had better be polite to the people of "Jinyiwei".
I actually found it very interesting. There was a high probability that yesterday's assassin and myself who killed the assassin yesterday were standing face to face and exchanging greetings.
"Master Zheng, I don't know when we can set off."
"You can go now."
"it is good."
Zheng Fan glanced at Liang Cheng who was standing next to him, and Liang Cheng understood.
Soon, a 400-man barbarian cavalry team was ready to go.
"Miss Du, please lead the way."
"Master Zheng, you're welcome."
Zheng Fan and Du Juan rode in front, the man who accompanied Du Juan and Liang Cheng followed, and behind them were nearly 400 barbarian cavalry.
Cuiliu Fort has been abandoned for a long time, and there are many farmlands nearby, so the road conditions in and out are not suitable for large groups of people to gallop around, and everyone must control their horse speed.
However, the blind man said yesterday that when Cuiliu Fort is rebuilt, this road will be widened and repaired. As for whether the road construction will occupy farmers' land, this is not under consideration, because the fields near Cuiliu Fort are very large. Most of them were farmland that originally belonged to Cuiliu Fort. After Cuiliu Fort was abandoned, the nearby fields were occupied by farmers.
Therefore, these lands are legally state-owned.
"Master Zheng, is your Cuiliu Fort going to start construction?"
Cuckoo obviously noticed something.
"Miss Du has also seen that the current castle is only suitable for raising chickens. If it is not renovated and renovated, people will not be able to live in it."
"But my subordinates didn't see the report from Mr. Zheng on the request to rebuild the fort. The garrison masters of other forts have all submitted the report."
Zheng Fan's heart trembled.
Oops, I actually forgot about this, and so did Blind Bei.
Maybe the concept of independence and self-reliance is too strong,
Neither Zheng Fan nor the blind man expected that the fortress building would have to report to the higher authorities.
When Zheng Fan started his business, he recruited his own soldiers, bought his armor and war horses with his own money, and used to play with his own habits.
Of course, the most important reason is that Cuiliu Fort is too dilapidated. It is obvious that the superiors do not pay attention to it, so I feel that reporting to the superiors is a very unnecessary thing.
"When I was in the north, I started a small business and saved a little money. I thought I could solve things by myself, so I didn't want to cause trouble to the court."
"Master Zheng is so righteous, and this little girl admires him."
"You're welcome, Miss Du, you're welcome."
In fact, if Du Juan really wanted to investigate, Zheng Fan felt that she would probably find out which firm hired these craftsmen and who purchased and transported the materials.
But you can't hide this even if you want to, and the Sixth Prince generously funded himself through the company's channels. Even if he was discovered in the end, the Sixth Prince would probably be able to use the fact that he had saved his life. Explain it in terms of favor.
Anyway, the sixth prince is not a simple character. No matter how useless the prince is, he is still a dragon. He should have his own solution, so Zheng Fan is too lazy to worry and cover up for him.
After passing Liulinzi, the road became wider, and Zheng Fan ordered the cavalry to speed up.
After riding for more than three hours, the sun was just about noon, and everyone arrived at the foot of a mountain.
The terrain of Yandi is mainly plains, with few mountains. Even if there are mountains, they seem a bit small.
Just like the Qingming Mountain in front of you, it means the blue bird is waiting to sing;
It is already considered a "famous mountain" in Yinlang County, but according to Zheng Fan's visual inspection, the vertical height of this mountain is only over 100 meters.
There is an archway at the mountain gate, and there is a stone tablet under the archway, which reads:
Huai Ya Academy.
It was founded 70 years ago. The founder was Huai Yazi. As a Yan native, he traveled to three major Eastern countries to study and created a huge literary reputation.
For the Yan people, who have extremely low self-esteem in terms of culture, their excitement is no less than the top scorer in the college entrance examination in their own valley.
Today, Huai Yazi is long gone, but the academy he founded is still full of vitality.
Nowadays, the literary style of Yan State is most prosperous in Yinlang, and Yinlang literary style began in Huaiya.
Outside the academy, there is a small village, which is a bit like a slightly larger inn, with inns and restaurants.
When four hundred barbarian cavalry were displayed at this moment, they brought with them the howling north wind blowing from the north.
Du Juan was curiously looking at these barbarian soldiers under Zheng Fan's command along the way. She was curious about the quality of these barbarian soldiers, and she was also curious about the extremely sophisticated armor on these barbarian soldiers, and even the horses under these barbarian soldiers. The numerous Yan lands are also of the highest quality!
In Du Juan's view, even the cavalry in the Jingnan Army were outclassed in terms of equipment by these barbarians.
You must know that the soldiers in these forts are essentially the same as the guards in the cities of Beifeng County. They are somewhat similar to the security regiments. However, this Cuiliu Fort is quite different.
But she was curious, so she kept these questions in her heart and did not ask them out.
The midday sun was shining warmly on my body, making my armor a little hot.
The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and Zheng Fan really has the urge to camp here and take a nap.
"Miss Du, what should I do next?"
Zheng Fan yawned and looked at Du Juan beside him.
Marquis Jingnan made it very clear yesterday that he was only responsible for cooperating and... taking the blame.
The specific operation is decided by the people in the Secret Intelligence Department.
"Master Zheng, please wait a moment."
Du Juan handed a document behind him, and the man who had been following him got off his horse and took the document from Du Juan's hand.
"Go and ask the academy to hand over the person himself."
"As ordered."
The man walked towards the mountain gate.
Qingming Mountain is indeed not high, but the forest is dense. After the secret agent's subordinate entered the mountain gate, his figure quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
Du Juan looked at Zheng Fan and smiled:
"Master Zheng, you can order your men to take a rest."
finished,
Du Juan turned around and looked at the group of barbarian soldiers behind her.
He actually said barbaric words:
"Dismount and rest!"
however,
Nearly four hundred barbarian cavalry were all sitting upright on their horses, and no one dismounted.
The four hundred cavalrymen were completely silent except for the horses under their crotches that occasionally scratched their hooves and snorted.
Liang Cheng is in charge of training troops, and Blind Bei is in charge of ideological and political work. If these barbarian soldiers don't know whose orders they should obey, then Zheng Fan, who spent so much money to get in, can just go find a piece of tofu and kill him.
Du Juan's face showed some embarrassment, and she lowered her head to Zheng Fan and said:
"Master Zheng, this little girl is being abrupt."
Zheng Fan smiled casually and said: "It's okay, it's okay. The sun is just right. Once you get off your horse, you can't help but feel sleepy. The most important thing is that since you are here to arrest someone, you can't let your momentum slip."
"The little girl has learned a lesson."
Du Juan is a smart woman, she knows when to call herself a humble person and when to call herself a little girl.
"Miss Du, have you ever stayed in the north before?"
"Yes, I was transferred to Yinlang County just the year before last."
"Then we are destined to be together."
"Yes, Master Zheng is very good at training soldiers, which is an eye-opener for this little girl."
"It's nothing more than learning how to walk in front of Handan, Zhenbei Army. By the way, Miss Du, this academy is so good, why are there robbers hiding in it?"
"The academy often receives great scholars from the Qian Kingdom to give lectures, and it also receives tourists from the Qian Kingdom. Some people do come here to learn, but some people actually have other purposes, and the academy is their activity and the best place to hide.”
"Oh." Zheng Fan understood. It was somewhat similar to the embassy in later generations.
The affairs here should have been known to the Secret Service of Yan State for a long time, but it was similar to Xiao Dahai and his gang, including Fei Chi's Bao Zhai system. Previously, the imperial court had always turned a blind eye and maintained the status quo.
Now that Xiao Dahai's gang has been purged, and all the fortresses in Feichi Fort have received newly appointed guards to prepare for restarting, the spy stronghold in the academy will also be removed at that time.
At this time, there was a noise from the mountain gate.
Zheng Fan saw the spy brother who had gone in to deliver the list come down with a bloody head and torn marks on his body. Behind him were a group of angry college students wearing white shirts.
This group of students, some are older and some are younger, but all of them look very excited at this moment.
The little brother from the Secret Service was walking in front. From time to time, bricks and stones were thrown at him from behind, hitting him. He just swayed, did not look back, did not reply, and just continued walking down silently.
As long as you are not blind, you can probably see that it is not easy to send in the arrest list.
Finally, the secret agent brother walked up to Zheng Fan and Du Juan, bowed respectfully to Du Juan and Zheng Fan, and apologized:
"Subordinates are incompetent."
After saying that, the young man fainted and fell to the ground.
Zheng Fan felt that the reason why Du Juan brought this subordinate here was to prepare him to deliver the message and be beaten at the same time.
Otherwise, with hundreds of barbarian cavalry on her side, would she need to lead her men?
This unlucky guy, couldn't he have been caught spying on his female boss taking a shower at night and now have some shoes to wear, right?
Zheng Fan waved his hand,
The two barbarian cavalry dismounted and walked to the front, carrying the poor secret agent to the back.
Du Juan solemnly held her fist to Zheng Fan and said:
"Master Zheng, there is nothing I can do now."
Throw the blame away,
Completely throw the blame away.
Zheng Fan nodded. Fortunately, he was mentally prepared. Why did Zuo Jiqian hesitate to take this job?
Because this kind of thing that offends the Dayan literati group has too much to do with it.
However, Zuo Jiqian couldn't see it, but Zheng Fan could see it. Look at the lucky paths of those sycophants. Most of them were willing to serve as white gloves for the superiors and did not care about getting themselves dirty. This paved the way. Establish your own path to progress.
Zheng Fan didn't care about his reputation, and he didn't think about being liquidated in the future. First of all, he wanted to have a future. Secondly, no matter what the future held, he, Zheng Fan, would not wholeheartedly become Yue Wumu of Dayan.
Hundreds of college students gathered under the door sign and completely blocked the mountain gate, filled with righteous indignation.
"Confucius said Chengren, Mencius said Yiyi! My classmates, today we cannot let these imperial hawks enter our academy and run wild!"
"Yes, this is the place where Dayan culture gathers. How can we let these thieves and their troops run wild here!"
"The great Yan scholar has the character and character, please rely on me to protect you today!"
"Come on, Eagle Dog. If you want to enter the academy and take someone away, if you want to insult the lintel of my academy, just step over our corpses!"
“What we are protecting today is Dayan’s cultural spirit and Dayan’s right path!”
"Ten years from now, a hundred years from now, when future generations of literati enter the mountain gate, they will definitely write articles to commemorate us!"
"Look, those soldiers and horses are actually barbarians!"
"What, you dare to let barbarians come to the gate of the academy? This is simply a blasphemy against poetry and articles!"
Hundreds of people in white shirts were blocked under the house number, each one spitting and speaking loudly.
Zheng Fan stretched out his left little finger, picked out his ear, then put it to his mouth and blew on it.
The people in this academy should know the purpose of the officers and soldiers coming here. The guy from the Secret Intelligence Department had already gone in and submitted the arrest list, so he should have made the whole story clear.
But they beat him out.
Seeing the people over there yelling and scolding in anger, and there were also college students and even teachers coming down from the mountain to gather under the archway to build up their reputation, Zheng Fan couldn't help but feel a little funny.
He turned his head sideways and said to Liang Cheng, who was riding beside him:
"Is this considered a cultural invasion by the Qian Kingdom?"
Liang Cheng thought for a moment and nodded.
A hundred years ago, the first generation of Zhenbei Hou interrupted the backbone of the Qian Kingdom's military movement, but what continued to be beaten was the Qian Kingdom's cultural export to the Yan Kingdom for a hundred years.
Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, etiquette and morality became Qian's weapon in counterattack against Dayan.
In fact, Zheng Fan, who has lived in the north, also knows clearly that it is not to blame that the literary style of Yan State cannot prosper. To the north are the barbarians who are unyielding in their evil intentions, and to the south are the Three Kingdoms who are eyeing the country.
In the past few years, as the Zhenbei Hou Mansion suppressed the desert barbarians, the Yan Kingdom has been able to live in peace for several decades.
In the past, Yan Di'erlang would either ride to the desert to fight the barbarians or go to the south to fight the Three Kingdoms. How could he have time to stop and recite poems and compose poems?
If that were the case, this Dayan would have died long ago.
The most ridiculous thing is that there is probably a deep-seated reason why this group of academy students are so excited, and even so proactive.
Especially when Zheng Fan saw old men who looked like great Confucians coming down from the mountain one after another, he was even more sure of his guess.
The literati in the academy were taking advantage of this opportunity to put pressure on the court and force it to make concessions.
They longed for Dayan to become a paradise for literati like Qian Country.
Zheng Fan looked at Du Juan curiously and asked:
"This isn't the first time you've come to get someone, right?"
"I have tried many times, but I have never been able to get in." Du Juan answered honestly.
"why?"
"They wouldn't let me."
"Are you secret agents so civilized?"
"Master Zheng, what does civilization mean?"
"It means being kind to others."
At this time, several more students came down from the mountain, holding a large plaque.
The plaque reads: There is no limit to the sea of ​​learning.
"The Prime Minister of the Dynasty wrote an inscription here. I would like to see who dares to act so arrogantly at the entrance of the academy!"
An old scholar raised his crutch and shouted.
Next,
A college student began:
"The academy's guardians are one-year-old, and today is the day to die for righteousness!"
"The Day of the Dead is today!"
"The Day of the Dead is today!"
"........."
"Oh, it's really neat, just like a choir."
Zheng Fan had a smile on his face.
"Master Zheng, every time we came here before, it was always like this." Du Juan said.
"You all helped them train. Actually, it's all Zhenbei Hou's fault."
"Why?" Du Juan was puzzled.
"It makes their lives so comfortable."
"So, Mr. Zheng, what are you going to do?"
Du Juan looked at Zheng Fan and asked again.
Zheng Fan suddenly felt like he was being tested. However, he and Blind Bei had already reached a consensus on the answers to the test questions last night.
To be precise, since yesterday when I received the military order in front of Marquis Jingnan, I had already made up my mind.
Zheng Fan raised his left hand and spurred his horse forward.
Liang Cheng also rode forward, and the four hundred barbarian cavalry behind him also rode forward together.
Hundreds of well-equipped cavalry are slowly advancing towards you. This sense of oppression is enough to make ordinary people tremble.
Especially these cavalry, all of them have the faces of barbarians!
The academy students under the archway began to retreat subconsciously. In the past six months, people from the Imperial Secret Service and the local garrison have come here several times, but never with such momentum!
Seeing this scene, an old Confucian shouted:
"Don't be afraid, they don't dare, they don't dare!"
"Yes, students, don't be afraid. If they dare to use weapons in the school, thousands of righteous people in this world will definitely not let them go!"
"Confucius said it was benevolence, Mencius said it was justice, and justice means death. Today is the day!"
"Where is the pride of our great scholar in Yan?"
"Dayan Wenfeng will never die!"
Emotions are contagious. With each injection of chicken blood, the students of the academy under the archway were once again ignited with passion.
Zheng Fan was getting closer and closer to them, and the barbarian cavalry behind him were also getting closer and closer to them.
At this time,
A middle-aged man in a white shirt took the initiative to run out from the crowd under the archway.
Pointing at Zheng Fan,
scolded:
"Eagle Dog, I am Sanshi Huang Zichong. Do you know where this is?"
Let me start with a sentence about hawks and dogs.
When reporting your place of origin,
You have to be early to become famous, and you have to be lucky to get hype.
Routine, routine, all routine.
If Zheng Fan leaves right now, he will become famous in the future.
Zheng Fan didn't care about him.
Keep riding forward.
Seeing this, Huang Zichong pointed at his neck and roared:
"Eagle Dog, do you know that the blood of people with lofty ideals will never be shed!"
Zheng Fan's horse came to Huang Zichong.
"Eagles, our literati may die, but our character will last forever!"
Zheng Fan took out the knife,
"Come on, chop here, chop here, chop if you dare, I'll see if you dare..."
Zheng Fan swung his sword,
"puff!"
Huang Zichong's head was separated from his body and spinning around in the air. His eyes were full of disbelief.
"Pfft!"
Huang Zichong's head fell to the ground.
The headless corpse began to spurt out blood.
next moment,
The whole place was silent.
All the students and teaching masters in the academy were frightened.
To break this dead silence,
It’s Zheng Fan,
He reintroduced his horse and started to move forward.
The moment the horse's hoof lifts up again,
The hundreds of people in the academy who were originally full of enthusiasm and the pride of the hundreds of Yan scholars completely collapsed.
They began to run away crazily, and the old teacher and scholar were pushed to the ground by the crowd and trampled on, screaming in agony. The scene was extremely chaotic.
A student who had previously taken the lead in shouting "Today is the Day of Death for Righteousness",
At this time, his face was full of horror,
While knocking away the classmates around him, he ran lifelessly towards the back hill and screamed:
"Mother, they really dare to kill people, they really dare to kill people..."
(End of this chapter)