After the immortal disappeared

Tianluo star, which had been invisible for more than half a year, also lit up.

The mirror was happy: "It was so bright tonight, it didn't flash!"

Unlike the previous two times, it flickered and dimmed. This time, its brightness has been very stable, just like the other nine stars.

"The long-lasting period of Tianluo Star has finally arrived." He Lingchuan let out a long breath, "Great, our actions are successful."

Only when the Tianluo Star shines brightly will the formation eyes of the Spirit Gathering Formation emerge from the void.

All their plans to invade Xushan are based on this foundation.

In fact, He Lingchuan still had a suspicion in his heart:

Tianluo stars are always bright in autumn and winter. In terms of time, does it start simultaneously with the wild sand season in Panlong Desert?

According to Mitian, the Dafang Pot was originally a part of Tianluo, and they were sensitive to each other. When the Dafang Pot moved abnormally, it would cause the Hidden Star Tianluo to shine.

The wild sand season in Panlong Desert is caused by Dafanghu every year, which is a very strong release of energy.

Tianluo Xing sensed it and became enlightened.

As for the Panlong World in the large square pot, Tianluo Star did not mention it clearly, because Panlong City had not yet been destroyed at that time, and there was no Kuangsha Season in the Panlong Wasteland at all.

Not long after, Fu Shanyue came back from outside and said to He Lingchuan excitedly:

"Bai Ziqi has taken action."

"He went in person?"

"After the opening ceremony of the Caohai event yesterday, some people saw him leading the team out of the south gate, but no one knew where he went." Bai Ziqi wanted to keep it secret, so others could hardly find out his whereabouts, "He As expected, I can’t wait even one night.”

"Grandmaster Qingyang is meticulous in his work. Bai Ziqi is obviously very capable, but when handling this case, he was like a mouse trying to pull a tortoise. He had nowhere to say anything." He Lingchuan could understand Bai Ziqi's frustration. After all, the opponent was Imperial Master Qingyang. "He personally I rushed to get someone because I was afraid of a long night and many dreams."

Fu Shanyue chuckled: "I think he is also afraid that the emperor will be soft-hearted."

Since then, time seems to have sped up.

He Lingchuan's life here was uneventful. Apart from socializing with aristocratic families, he wandered around Lingxu City, especially visiting Lingxu Imperial Academy and the most famous academies.

Taixue is the highest institution of higher learning in the Bejia Kingdom. It is officially run and has more than 30,000 students. However, the teachers usually speak and the students listen and are not allowed to express opinions.

Each of the six major academies is surrounded by mountains and clouds gather in all directions, where talented debaters are encouraged and the collision of ideas is common.

Generally speaking, the style of study is free and the thoughts are integrated, and it seems to be two different worlds from Lingxu City outside.

After taking a few days off from the busy work, He Lingchuan felt emotional, this is the life that ordinary people should live in Lingxu City.

Of course, there is no point in just looking at things like this.

Jiang Tao and Gao Jilin, whom they met during their last trip to Xushan, approached Gibbon Laoge several times to "visit He Yun."

He Lingchuan thought for a while and realized that although his work was in full swing, he still had to eat, so he happily went to the appointment.

These two government-sponsored overseas students from the Zhi Kingdom happened to be in Taixue. When they heard that He Lingchuan had arrived, they were overjoyed and even brought several classmates with them.

Compared to Jiang Tao, He Lingchuan felt that Gao Jilin might have better vision and wanted to see what kind of people he was associated with.

Unexpectedly, eight of the eleven or two new people who arrived were brought in by Jiang Tao, and they opened two tables in the Xiangman Building diagonally across from Taixue. It was really lively.

It seems that Jiang Tao is more enthusiastic in dealing with people than Gao Jilin, which is also a strength.

Jiang Tao introduced to He Lingchuan: "This is Zheng Zewu, the grandson of Grand Tutor Nie. He won the first place in the imperial examination this year. After being directly recommended by Grand Secretary Nong, he will go to Dushuitai to take up his post next spring."

There are a huge number of foreign students studying in Imperial College, and very few can actually stay in Lingxu City to serve as officials, even if they are just a small official. Most people either return to China or, like Fang Canran, serve high-ranking officials or official subordinate organizations.

In He Lingchuan's understanding, it means that there are too many staff, too many monks and too few people, and the volume is too high. Everyone has to start from a small official position, and Zheng Zewu's official career has already made others envious.

"This is Wang Mao, a native of Jinzhen. He will join the court as an official next year. Brother He of the Wang family of Jinzhen has heard of it, right?"

He Lingchuan nodded: "I heard that Jin Zhen is the most famous family." There is plenty of money.

Jiang Tao then introduced the remaining students, most of whom were prominent in various countries, and two of them actually came from the East.

These people saw that He Lingchuan was handsome, tall and elegant, and they wanted to make friends with him.

Only Zheng Zewu, who came from Nie Guo, had a faint smile and was reserved and distant.

The restaurants in Bejia are not cheap, and the Xiangman Restaurant opposite Taixue is even more expensive, so business is very good. But it's not the New Year's Day yet, and there are many private rooms in the restaurant. Why doesn't He find a quiet place for them, instead of sitting in the hall where people come and go?

The place is bustling with people, gossip is flying everywhere, and everyone has to speak in a high voice.

This is not polite enough.

He was unhappy and ignored He Lingchuan and Jiang Tao's words, replying only one sentence out of three.

With his change, the attitudes of the other four or five students also changed, and they were no longer as enthusiastic about the host as before.

He Lingchuan could tell at a glance that they were only following Zheng Zewu, but he didn't care at all and just invited everyone to eat food and drink.

Foreign students like Jiang Tao and Zheng Zewu study in Lingxu City. They not only need to learn advanced knowledge and broaden their horizons, but also gild their resumes. They also need to make more friends, increase their contacts, and expand their circles.

If a prominent local family recognizes their talents, they may be waiting for them, or even come to woo them.

Even when Zhong Shengguang was sent to study abroad in Lingxu City by the Duke of the West Luo Kingdom, he was actually no different from these students today. Lingxu City is so big that there are all kinds of strange people and strange people. Didn’t he meet the like-minded Shao Jian here?

Or to put it another way, there are no knots that cannot be untied on the wine table. If there are, it means that the wine is not enough.

After several delicious dishes were served and more than a dozen glasses of fine wine were consumed, the thin frost on Zheng Zewu's face began to melt. Besides, He Lingchuan was generous, rich in money, and well-spoken, so it was not difficult to win the favor of everyone.

It was mid-afternoon, and the house was full of guests. He Lingchuan listened in all directions and heard countless high-pitched talks. This restaurant is opposite Taixue, and most of the customers are students there.

Young people, when they have wine to cheer them up, they are arrogant and arrogant. They like to criticize the current ills and give advice on the country.

They dare to say anything.

The case of the elixir of life, the war in the east, and Prince Lingxu Huan's attack on Prince Yue of Chiyan Kingdom were all analyzed very clearly, and six of the ten topics were related to He Lingchuan.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he had been involved too deeply in Lingxu City.

These students even discussed the advantages and disadvantages of a country dedicated to gods and a country dedicated to kings.

The so-called worship of gods means that the whole country respects gods and obeys the decrees of gods, such as Bega.

The so-called devotion to the king means that like the Kite Kingdom, the king is arbitrary and arbitrary.

After hearing a few words, He Lingchuan realized that there are many countries that worship gods in the world. In particular, Bega made a mark on the world after the founding of the country, and its hundreds of years of prosperity proved how successful the country was.

Driven by it, the number of such countries has steadily increased, especially after miracles have occurred in each country.

However, they worshiped different gods, and disputes often broke out over this.

Among the students in the restaurant, there were people of all stripes, and the argument turned into a quarrel, and everyone started to blush.

He Lingchuan asked curiously: "Can we also talk about such a topic?"

Actually discussing the shortcomings of worshiping gods and the advantages of imperialism in Lingxu City, under the nose of the gods?

The officials let it go?

He Lingchuan felt incredible. Paying tribute to the gods is a serious crime in Yuan Kingdom, and even if you have to discuss a few more words, you will be slapped.

He talks so loudly in public, and even talks about it, hey, hey, he must cut his tongue to serve as a warning to others.

Folks jokingly call it: The Great Speechless Technique.

"Tell me what you are afraid of. The truth becomes clearer with more arguments." Zheng Zewu smiled slightly, "Bejia is so powerful. How can he be afraid of people's comments and criticism? This is called the strong who has no taboos! Only weak countries are fragile, suspicious and hysterical. He treats people’s opinions like needles and wants to cover the people’s faces and mouths.”

The existence of Bega is the best response and counterattack to all doubts.

You say it's not good, but why is it still so powerful? The country that serves its king lies down in all kinds of strange ways, and the emperors have changed so many times. Why is Bega still the strongest country in the world after it has stood for six hundred years?

Several people at the next door table heard this and applauded him: "Well said, that's the truth!"

He Lingchuan smiled. The strong existence itself is the best brainwashing for the weak.

Wang Mao also said: "This is a commonplace talk. I listen to it three to five times a month and I can't come to a conclusion."

Another student named Situ He suddenly interrupted: "Actually, Bejia can't talk about everything."

"Oh?" He Lingchuan became interested instead, "For example?"

"For example, Yuan Guo, a feudal vassal country that rebelled almost two hundred years ago!" Situ He lowered his voice, and if it weren't for He Lingchuan's good hearing, he would have almost lost his hearing. "I heard that there was an old man who was not afraid of trouble and wrote a book to vindicate Yuan Guo. As a result..."

He Lingchuan seemed to have heard it somewhere.

"That matter has been concluded and is not worth discussing." Jiang Tao immediately raised his glass, "Here, let me toast you all again!"

Situ He was about to say more, but Wang Mao gave him a warning look, and he swallowed the rest of his words.

He Lingchuan also changed the topic of security:

"Bega's neighbor, the Kite Kingdom, has a powerful enemy eyeing it to the north. Rebels are attacking the city in the west, and the officers and soldiers are unable to resist. The country has been hit by disasters one after another, mourning is everywhere, and even uprisings are happening in various places. If you are in charge, what good strategies can you take?"

Everyone clutched their wine glasses and thought hard. This was their favorite political issue.

After cultivating a lot of knowledge, isn’t it just to solve practical problems in the end?

Wang Mao first said: "If there is a disaster in the country and the civilians revolt, the people will not be able to survive. We must first pay light taxes and take care of the people's livelihood."

Another student shook his head: "Isn't there still a war in the west? Once taxes are reduced, where will the money be in the treasury? If the government and the army don't listen, they will be unable to resist. If they continue to cut down on clothing and food, then they will mutiny and turn into rebels?"

"Yes, it's okay for the people to suffer a lot." Situ He agreed, "I think countries with repeated civil wars have been raising taxes year after year to make up for the shortfall in the treasury."