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The other soldier's eyes flickered a few times, and he frowned and muttered: "It's strange, the recruiting of the government soldiers can only beat drums, why do the bells in the palace also ring? It is a big deal if the palace bells ring more than twelve times. There is a problem with the royal family, and now the clock is ringing 36 times in a row, it seems...it seems to be..."

He suddenly panicked, and he didn't dare to continue to say some words.

The 36 ringing of the palace bell is definitely not the conscripting of the soldiers, the conscription beats the drum, the bell rings for the funeral, and the palace bell rings 36 times, usually only when there is a problem with the direct line of the royal family.

The sound of the bell was still melodious, and even spread several miles outside Chang'an City. The old man pretended to be a fool and left all the way. Suddenly, his footsteps stopped abruptly. He looked back and burst into tears: "Li Yuan, Li Yuan, what a pity you are!"

This time the hot tears are not pretending, it seems to be sad about an old friend.

The latter two Marquis hurriedly caught up, lowered their voices and said eagerly, "Mr. Wang, hurry up. There are going to be a lot of people dying in Chang'an tonight, and the only request of the commander Wang Lingyun is to rescue you. This is my family. His Highness has already promised, the old gentleman will not let His Highness break his trust."

The old man looked up to the sky and sighed, his face was vaguely sad, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go, it's a pity that the old man can't stay and see..."

He suddenly turned his attention to a certain place, which was the direction the Wang's team had headed not long ago.

The eyes of the two Marquis flickered a few times, one left and the other supporting the old man walking, one of them followed the old man's gaze a few times, and said again in a low voice: "Please rest assured, old gentleman, a lot of people will die tonight. It is still impossible to escape the cycle of heaven.”

The old man nodded heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "I have been waiting for 20 years!"

The two Marquis Wu stopped talking and supported him all the way to Lantian County.

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Lantian County, Niujia Town.

The town is already prosperous, and there are constant merchants coming and going.The turmoil in Chang'an City did not seem to affect it, and there were still countless merchants entering and leaving the entire Niujia Town.

Even the two large armies stationed not far from Niujia Town could not influence the merchants.

The reason why there is no fear is because the merchants have peace of mind.There are hundreds of thousands of troops in these two lines, one is the three guards of the West House, which is the world of Megatron, and the other is the Swordsman Guard that Liaodong casts to.

The two armies have a master, and he is the prince of our family in the eyes of the common people.

Our lord has always treated the people kindly.

Therefore, the merchants are not afraid, and they still go in and out of Niujia Town.

There are several major industries in Niujia Town, which are becoming increasingly prosperous and developed, but few people know that a village was built silently and suddenly half a month ago, about a mile north of the town.

The village is surrounded by fences, and there are even soldiers’ handles at the door. In front of the door stands a large stone tablet with twelve characters written on it: Tuberculosis Treatment Center, Healthy Pedestrians Stop.

At this time, Han Yue was in a room in the village, and a tall old man sat across from him.

The two of them sat cross-legged, like old friends, and there was a ragged man sitting cross-legged at the door of the house, with a faint excitement between his eyebrows.

Han Yue's expression suddenly became solemn, and he solemnly asked the old man opposite: "Master Yan, I want to kill people with a knife, causing blood to flow into rivers. This action can be regarded as a devil?"

The old man on the opposite side was Yan Shigu. Hearing the words, he smiled leisurely and said with satisfaction: "The killing of the saints is to clear the universe, so it is not considered a massacre, how can it be considered a demon..."

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Han Yue laughed and shook his head frequently: "Master Yan, you are really bad, and you want to trick me into becoming a saint. This is the first time today. Your topic has been instilling me around saints."

Yan Shigu sat cross-legged on the opposite side. Hearing the words, his face was relaxed, and he said meaningfully: "Isn't it good to be a saint? Confucius traveled around the world, and finally he became a sage. He has been worshiped by scholars for hundreds of years. There are Confucius temples all over the world." .Lao Tzu left Hangu Pass to the west, and the purple energy spread for three thousand miles. The Tao Te Ching is regarded as a classic, and this book even created a branch of Taoism..."

The old man glanced at it with a smile, and said slowly: "Your Highness should know that Taoism is the state religion of the Tang Dynasty. A sect passed down by a sage can make the court hundreds of years later be regarded as the state religion, with high honor and incense. Isn't it good to be a saint?"

Han Yue shook his head, hehe said: "Teacher, you are really bad, always trying to trick this king to become a saint. I asked if we can talk seriously, and we have to make these foolish people. something?"

Master Yan's expression turned solemn, and he said solemnly: "This is a match between the ruler and the minister, not a year-end chat. Your Highness may not care about your identity, but the old man has to abide by etiquette. Your Excellency King Zhao of the West Palace, you should be a saint."

Han Yue scratched his forehead, and suddenly smiled and said: "Pull it down, I was almost deceived by the teacher again. You are a man of the Tang Dynasty, even if you see my father, you can still spit on his face, besides, we are not right now. Because this king is just a prince, and teacher, you have no official position..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly blinked mischievously, and said with a smile: "Look, Master Yan, I am not fooled."

Yan Shigu's face was stunned, and then he laughed loudly. The old man suddenly pointed his finger at Han Yue's nose and scolded with a smile: "What a slicker, I really can't catch you. What is the stinky boy afraid of, isn't it good to be a saint?"

"No, no!" Han Yue shook his head again, with a leisurely expression on his face: "Being a saint, you must hold it, and you can be free when you are a gangster. I have been a gangster since I was a child, and even if I become a king, I can't stand it. Yan Shimo If you try to persuade him again, this king will not be fooled."

Yan Shigu nodded, his face full of approval: "Since you are so careful, the old man will not advise you. But you must remember, some things cannot be avoided, because it will follow the road. You build a research institute to develop people's wisdom, Assuming that the industry will last for a lifetime, the army under your command will sweep the world, and you will be the guardian of the mountains and rivers, all of which add up to the actions of a saint, even if you refuse to admit it, you will definitely be famous after death..."

Han Yue snorted, and his eyes flashed: "As long as the teacher doesn't write this king into the history books, I guarantee that other Confucian scholars will never write. The Confucian sect has been offended by me, how can they say good things about me?"

Yan Shigu was noncommittal, but the ragged man sitting at the door suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Your Highness, rest assured, even if the world's great scholars scold you, I will write a biography for you with the Spring and Autumn Sword and Pen."

Han Yue laughed loudly, shook his head at the man, and suddenly got up and gave Yan Shigu a respectful salute, and said solemnly, "Master Yan, I'll go."

Old man Yan sat upright and said solemnly: "Go, clear the world, kill the monsters, and make this world a bright place, so that the Han people will be less oppressed."

Han Yue turned around and said with a long smile: "What do you mean to clear the world? It's just a sword fight! Master Yan, don't take this king too high, in fact, I'm also fighting for the royal family..."

He went out with a long smile, all the way to the outside of the village.Inside the house, Yan Shigu stretched out his hand and stroked the few pale white hair, and stood up suddenly tremblingly, rushed out of the door and sang: "The change of the sky is not enough to fear, the ancestors are not enough to teach. The words of the people are not enough to be sympathetic, and the prosperity of the world will flourish. and."

The singing is old and simple, with an inspiring momentum.

In the distance, Han Yue let out a long laugh, and suddenly replied with a song, and said leisurely: "Gouli's country is dying, so why avoid it because of fortune and misfortune. I am born with my talents, and I will come back after all my money is gone."

These four ballads are from two completely different poems, but they have a unique charm when connected together. Yan Shigu's turbid eyes flashed a bit of depth, and the old man shouted to Han Yue with the loudest voice, loudly: "Good baby, don't worry. Go kill it, if there is any infamy, this old man will help you clean it up..."

There was laughter in the distance, Han Yue did not answer this and made a song again, but this time the singing became chilling, the sound was like thunder, but he said in a long voice: "At this time of spring, the eighth month of the first month, my flowers are about to bloom. Hundred flowers kill. The fragrance passes through Chang'an City, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. Teacher Yan, I will go.

The laughter rumbled and faded away.

Master Yan stood tremblingly at the door, and the ragged man beside him respectfully came to help, but unfortunately the old man Yan was very stubborn and pushed the disciple away with a face full of dissatisfaction. Dangqing the world, if you help me, it will be the greatest disrespect to him."

The ragged man was trained to keep his eyebrows low and pleasing to the eye, respectfully stepped aside and hid.

At this time, it was still early spring, and the weather was slightly chilly. However, the nearly [-]-year-old old man Yan insisted on standing at the door. Go, until you can't see that slender young man again.

A round of red sun hangs in the sky far away, and thousands of golden rays shoot through the dense clouds.Suddenly there was a cool wind whistling, and old man Yan shouted up to the sky, saying, "Kill, let's fight, become a soldier, get bloody, clear this turbid world, and make the world clear and bright..."

Suddenly, the cool wind poured into his throat, and the old man couldn't help coughing.

The ragged man at the door turned pale in shock, and hurriedly helped each other regardless of being scolded.Old Man Yan glanced at his disciple and shouted angrily, "Let go of me, the old man can stand by himself."

The man bowed his head and was scolded, but he never dared to let go of the teacher.

Old Man Yan beat him furiously, the man obediently accepted the slap, Old Man Yan spat abruptly, and the man still slapped himself.

The old man smiled suddenly, nodded and said: "You used to have a good-natured nature, but now you are not intimidated by humiliation. The position of great Confucianism has been established, and you can become a teacher from now on. Go, follow your dream, and keep up with that sage, he lacks talents, and he lacks staff. The old man allows you to worship this lord as a great scholar. I will give you a special number, saying, Chengfeng. The Dapeng rides the wind one day, and soars up to [-] miles. From then on, your name is Lou Chengfeng."

The man sighed regularly, holding the teacher and not wanting to leave.

The old man Yan was agitated and shouted: "Go quickly, don't hold back. Follow your lord and provide him with a breeze, child, your family's hardships are over, you can rest assured and boldly fulfill your dreams..."

The man's face was terrified, and his face was obviously still worried about the teacher's body.