I really want to be a cook

But at this moment, they all changed into pure white clothes, and they were short of tying white strips on their arms.

After a night of recuperation, the Master's complexion looked much better.

After all, it is one of the seven sects of the Zhao Kingdom. It has been passed down for a long time, and there must be a lot of good things hidden. It is reasonable to have any panacea.

Jiang Ping was pushed to the front, and behind him was a group of peace elites with white doves embroidered on their chests. There were more than a dozen of them.

However, Linglong and Wuyao's principals have given other explanations, and they cannot appear here in an open and aboveboard manner at this moment, so they can only watch the surrender ceremony from a distance.

"Master."

Jiang Ping nodded slightly at his master, as if he had no idea what happened last night.

"Have you discussed it?"

The master looked back at the gate of the academy again, and then said in a deep voice:

"Master Jiang, after everyone's discussion, our Junzi Pavilion is willing to surrender to the imperial court. We only hope that Master Jiang's previous promise will be valid."

Jiang Ping nodded with a smile: "Naturally, Jiang won't be dishonest about what he said."

"Step aside!"

Jiang Ping raised his hand backwards, and the guards in black gave way to a passage.

"Voluntary to stay or stay, children are not deceived."

Seeing that Jiang Ping didn't make things difficult again, and didn't care about what happened last night, the master was a little surprised.

But it's a good thing, he won't be idle to talk about it.

So he beckoned behind him:

"You guys go home. From today onwards, the Junzi Pavilion will no longer exist, and the Academy will no longer exist."

"Wow, I can finally go home."

Some students ran out along the passage in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, Master!"

There were also students who apologized to the master, and then ran away without looking back.

They were all paid by their families to study in the academy, and they were going to find another way to gain fame. The grievances and grievances in the world have nothing to do with them, and they have been terrified these days.

"Master!"

"teacher!"

"we will miss you!"

There were more ordinary academy students knelt down in front of the master, kowtowed heavily, and then ran towards the freedom outside.

For these students, the master forced a smile and nodded to encourage them.

They are all good kids.

"Chizi has a real temperament. Master seems to be really loved by them. I only hope that after entering the Imperial College, Master can still treat students the same and be a good gentleman respected by everyone."

Jiang Ping said from the side.

The master looked at Jiang Ping and suddenly asked:

"Aren't you afraid that among these students are the disciples of Junzi Pavilion?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ping smiled freely:

"Master, you underestimate me, Jiang Ping."

"I said that giving you freedom is real freedom, don't say that these people are just ordinary students, they are all disciples of your Junzi Pavilion.

I'll let them go too.

As I said, what I want is a gentleman's pavilion. As for people, I have no shortage.

Besides, when you entered the imperial court, you didn't have many opportunities to work under me. You scholars are all high-level talents, even His Majesty would not put you on the front line of fighting and killing.

You see, it's not good for me, why can't I have a good relationship with you?

It's not that Jiang underestimated the gentleman's pavilion. The people in the gentleman's pavilion who can be valued by me, except for the master, that is, Brother Xu Bin and Xu, the others are just mediocre.

It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see Brother Xu this time. It's a pity.

By the way, counting the days, brother Xu should have arrived at Tiandaobao long ago. "

In the last sentence, Jiang Ping looked at his master with a half-smile, which was very hateful.

The master's complexion changed.

"That's fake news!?"

"It's a fake." Jiang Ping shook his head, and said with a sad look on his face: "But Master, why do you have to play tricks to lie to me at this time, everyone will be colleagues who live together.

Can you be more sincere?

Yesterday the news that I was going to Mount Zhenwu must have spread.

Hey, master, you talk about this kind of behavior of joining the enemy and thinking of others. It really makes people wonder what to do?

But considering that my master was not my own yesterday, I will forgive you.

Who made me always so magnanimous.

And in this way, Master, you and I are a thief, but we can't get off even if we think about it.

After all, no one is willing to trust a guy who betrays his teammates. "

The Master's complexion changed again and again, and finally he couldn't help saying:

"That's also fake, you did it on purpose!"

"correct."

Jiang Ping spread his hands and said:

"But I didn't push you to do it. It was you who wanted to spread the news secretly. The trap is there. It's your choice whether to jump or not, Master.

Now everyone thinks that I am going to Zhenwu Mountain.

But who would have thought that my real goal is..."

The master secretly pricked up his ears, and Jiang Ping smiled narrowly, a very hateful smile.

"I will not tell you."

The master's chest felt tight, and he couldn't hold back a heavy cough.

"Okay, master, don't be angry. The students haven't finished their journey yet. Make a good impression on them."

Jiang Ping looked at the students of the academy saying goodbye to his master with a smile.

"You are really young, seeing them, I began to miss the time when I was carefree.

Hmm... almost forgot I never went to school in my life.

But this is not important. If I go to study, I won't easily come back with a champion.

Don't you think so? "

Jiang Ping turned his head and asked a group of strange-looking younger brothers behind him.

Jiang Ping looked at the younger brothers abruptly, nodded hurriedly and said:

"Extremely extreme. My lord is wise and powerful. If my lord takes the exam, those scholars will have nothing to do."

"Although it's barely strong, it's still okay."

Jiang Ping's tone was relaxed.

But the more so, the more heavy the Master's heart.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Jiang Ping still smiled and said:

"Do what I should do. Master, this is the last time I remind you to put yourself in the right place.

Your current status is no longer the master of the Junzi Pavilion, but a person who has not yet joined the Imperial Academy. Well, you can choose by yourself, anyway, I don’t know what position is suitable for you.

In short, next time, Jiang may not respect the old man as much as this time. "

After finishing speaking, Jiang Ping clapped his hands, and smiled at the anxious disciples at the gate of the academy:

"Okay, okay, those who want to leave and go home stand on the left, and those who want to stay with the master stand on the right.

We are officers of the Martial Arts Division, democratic and free, and will never force you.

Now, start queuing. "

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The Junzi Pavilion was destroyed, and only six of the seven sects of the Zhao Kingdom remained.

In less than half a day, the news spread like a whirlwind through various channels throughout the world.

Among them, the credits of the players who played as guest reporters are naturally indispensable.

Without them acting as signal transmitters one by one, it would take at least a month or two for this news to spread across the world.

In this regard, people's reactions are also very different.

Lingnan County, Tiandao Fort.

A few days ago, the young master Xu Bin "coincidentally met" Song Luanyu, the only daughter of the Lord Song of Tiandao Castle. After some conversation, the two hit it off very well.

So Xu Bin was invited to visit the Heavenly Knife Fort and became a distinguished guest in the Heavenly Knife Fort, and he has not left until now.

this day.

Xu Bin was playing chess with Song Tianwen in the back court, while Song Luan Yuhou was serving tea.

As the Tianwen Dao with the highest attainment in Zhao Guo's Dao Dao on the surface, Song Tianwen's appearance is not the vulgar big man in the impression of ordinary people.

After all, the sword is the fiercest and fastest, and it takes a strong body to carry the sword more often.

Therefore, most of the people who use knives are big men, and such people are born with great strength.

And the warriors who use the sword are more skillful and pay attention to the lightness of the body, so the body is light and more beautiful.

But this Tian Wendao did the opposite, he looked more like a bright and clean scholar, wearing a blue scholar's uniform, and looked like he had read poetry and books.

Not some brat with a knife.

At the same time, his profound skills allow him to maintain strong energy and vitality.

So much so that he is now in his sixties, and looks no different from a 30-year-old middle-aged man, with a mature and elegant temperament, quite a gentleman.

Standing with his 20-something-year-old daughter Song Luanyu, Song Tianwen is more like her big brother than her father.

"Mr. Xu is worthy of being Master's disciple. His chess skills are deeply taught by Master, but I am no match."

Song Tianwen put down the white chess in his hand, smiled and shook his head to admit defeat.

Xu Bin cupped his hands and said modestly:

"Master Song is very powerful in chess, and this junior is just a fluke. If Master Song becomes serious, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to resist."

"Haha, I didn't expect Mrs. Xu to be such a funny person."

Song Tianwen greeted Song Luanyu at the side:

"Luan Yu, Mr. Xu is the guest you invited back, why don't you add water when the tea is cold?"

Song Tianwen was obsessed with martial arts when he was young, and he only got married at the age of 30, and his first wife was not Song Luanyu's mother.

Because even after Song Tianwen got married, he often traveled abroad to sharpen his martial arts.

As time passed, his wife secretly found a concubine because of her loneliness, and was later reported on Song Tianwen's head, who was caught in bed by Song Tianwen.

Needless to say the fate, both of them were killed by Song Tianwen's knife.

After Song Tianwen learned from the pain, he felt that this happened because the daughter-in-law he found was too beautiful, so there was such a shame.

Therefore, his second wife, Song Luanyu's own mother, was a very ordinary-looking woman, even a bit ugly.

The result of this is that the daughter of such a handsome old man as Song Tianwen is just an ordinary looking girl.