I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Yan Baichuan felt that something was wrong.

When I came, Daru was one hundred and sixty-three, and when I left, why did half of the people stand opposite to see me off?

Forget about those great Confucianists who walk alone, at worst they moved here, but why did a group of Wenchang Pavilion backbones hand in their resignations on the spot?

Chen Luo just said that Dongcang City's household registration is preferred, and Wenchang Pavilion is also eligible!

In the end, I created Zhuge Liang's image myself too successfully, it's a backlash...

Yan Baichuan looked at those original Wenchang Pavilion great scholars one by one, and all the great scholars looked at Yan Baichuan and explained.

"Wenxiang, you know me well. The scenery in Dongcang is pleasant, the wind and the sun... um, wu wu beautiful... it's my... wu wu wu's favorite place." Facing the man who rushed towards her face like a knife cutting her face Wind, Darujia said, the gust of wind howled and poured into his mouth, if Daru was not full of energy, he would not be able to hear his words clearly.

"Wenxiang, you know me well. From Zhongjing to Dongcang, I flew tens of thousands of miles. I have to recuperate for more than ten years before I can have the strength to fly back." Da Ruyi stopped own's heart beating with righteousness, and said palely .

"Wen Xiang, you know me well. I am alone for two years, and I just fell in love with a woman on the stage at first sight. I am willing to stay in Dongcang for the sake of love, and spread my branches and leaves!" Da Ru Bing's face was slightly flushed, and he was a little shy.

"Wen Xiang, you know me well. I did a fortune-telling for myself. The benefit is in the north. I should follow the sky." Da Ruding said confidently.

Yan Baichuan sighed for a long time, glanced at those great scholars, his eyes were fixed: "Head of the Confucius Institute, it is not appropriate for you to stay too?"

Kong Tianfang was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? Oh, the old man accidentally stood on the wrong team. Mistake, mistake."

As he said that, Kong Tianfang flashed and stood behind Yan Baichuan, with a look of regret on his face.

"The old man is already so low-key, why was he still found out?"

Yan Baichuan glanced at the Great Confucian who was about to return with him, thinking how wanton it would be for a hundred Great Confucianists to go to Dongcang half a day ago.

"Wen Xiang, what do you want to do?"

"Go to Dongcang, cut off the shame!"

"Will you come back if you go?"

"I'll never come back!"

At this moment, there is only one voice constantly circulating in Yan Baichuan's mind——

"Zhou Lang's ingenious plan to secure the world, lost his wife and lost his army!"

...

City Lord's Mansion.

Liu Jingzhuang put down the teacup in his hand, and asked: "Brother Chen, Wen Xiang and the others are leaving, is it appropriate for you not to give it away?"

Chen Luo shook his head: "I wanted to send it off, but Wen Xiang just slapped me back."

"He said he was worried about me and said something, and in the end he was the only one left to return to Zhongjing!"

Liu Jingzhuang laughed, and didn't bring up the topic, but looked around and lowered his voice: "Brother Chen, I have something to ask for my brother."

Chen Luo immediately became vigilant, and whispered, "Brother Liu, there are no brothels in Dongcang City!"

"It doesn't matter whether the brothel is a brothel or not, my brother is very interested in your theater."

"A lot of old friends are in it, Brother Wei also wants to join!"

"I just like the pile of makeup... No, I just like the fragrant atmosphere..."

Chen Luo looked at Liu Jingzhuang, this is... the general manager of Dongcang Grand Theater?

It's not impossible, but...

"Brother Liu, does Mengrui know about your permanent residence in Dongcang?"

Liu Jingzhuang slapped his head: "Oh, it's broken. I even forgot that I have a daughter!"

"Just write to her and tell her!"

Chen Luo: Bah, scumbag!

...

Under the sky.

In an inconspicuous small tribe, a horse rushed into the tribe.

The barbarians in the tribe were not surprised by this, and they were busy with their own affairs.

The wild horse stopped in front of a tent, and the barbarian on top of the wild horse turned over, walked to the front of the tent, and said softly: "Ati, my master has news."

Inside the tent, there was a lazy voice: "Come in."

The barbarian opened the tent, and saw a stunning barbarian woman leaning on a cushion, holding a book of the human race in her hand to read. Since Tor Khan, the first teacher of the barbarians, proposed to learn from the human race, naturally many human race classics were translated into barbarian languages ​​and introduced to the barbarians. Of course, the barbarians will not get any Heavenly Dao power after reading these classic articles. Some even have large deviations due to translation problems. Therefore, the nobles among the barbarians would specialize in learning the common language of the human race.

It is impossible to learn Yawen, because it is impossible for barbarians to obtain Heavenly Dao power.

The barbarian girl put away her books and raised her head, revealing a beauty that was absolutely rare even among barbarian women. If Chen Luo were here, he would be able to recognize each other at a glance.

That savage girl who conspired with him to steal the horse and was cut off by him in the end——Yujia!

"Have you any news for me from Kansa Amo?"

The barbarian who received the money lowered his head and replied: "My master said that Her Highness Chalisa has agreed to the marriage proposal of the Great Barbarian King Qili, and is willing to marry her own Little Sister Wuhena to Birdu, the eldest son of the Great Barbarian King Qili."

"In addition to the normal barbarian gifts, Qili Barbarian King also sent 1,000 human prisoners of war in accordance with the request of His Royal Highness Wuhena, including 800 Confucian scholars and 200 masters."

"The two parties agreed that the ceremony will be completed in Surrey City!"

Yujia frowned slightly, revealing some contempt: "Wuhena is going to use the blood sacrifice ceremony to break through to the fourth rank barbarian?"

"It's really a good plan."

Yujia rolled her eyes: "I see, thank Amo for me."

The barbarian bowed: "My master said that your tribe will always be the most honorable tribe under the barbarian moon. Ati, please take your own safety first."

"Last time Mantian Temple forcibly confiscated 10,000 wild horses from Ati's department, and our department will find a way to compensate them."

When Yu Jia heard these words, a trace of loneliness flashed across her face, and a bit of hatred: "Is there any news about that Dou Erdun?"

The barbarian shook his head and said, "The master has been asked to take action, but nothing has been achieved. My master suspects that there are forces behind it to cover it up."

Yujia's face returned to calm: "If this is the case, then don't investigate further."

"Please inform Amo, and help me delay Uhena's trip."

"Didn't she want a blood sacrifice?"

"I'll surprise her!"

...

Dongcang City.

"Hou Ye, Hou Ye!" Yang Nanzhong rushed into the City Lord's Mansion with a serious face, Chen Luo and Liu Jingzhuang looked at Yang Nanzhong.

Chen Luo's face was displeased: "What's the matter? As a general, you should have the demeanor of a general."

Yang Nanzhong cupped fist and saluted: "The last general is reckless, but there is something important to report to Lord Hou."

As Yang Nanzhong said, he glanced at Liu Jingzhuang, Liu Jingzhuang understood, and said with a smile: "I won't get involved in major city affairs, you talk about yours, I'll go to the theater to see old friends...old friends!"

Said, without delay, got up and left.

Seeing Liu Jingzhuang leave, Chen Luo looked at Yang Nanzhong suspiciously. To be honest, Yang Nanzhong was rarely so rude, and quickly asked, "What happened?"

Yang Nanzhong took two steps forward: "Master Hou, I have confessed everything about the barbarian we captured earlier."

"It's the second rank Great Barbarian King Qili under Mordan's command who intends to marry the Holy Maiden Chalisa from the Mantian Temple, so that his eldest son Bill will marry Chalisa's Little Sister Wuhena."

"That barbarian's father is a quartermaster under the Qili Great Barbarian King, so he knows these things. I went to check the relevant information, and the information should be reliable."

Chen Luo thought for a while: "Does it mean that the ceremony is very heavy?"

Yang Nanzhong's face was ugly: "It's not a matter of seriousness or not. According to the barbarian's account, in addition to the precious barbarian materials, there are also 1,000 comrades from our side!"

Chen Luo's face was solemn: "Continue talking!"

"The final general wrote a letter to ask my father. My father said that two days ago the barbarians attacked the Great Wall of Zhengqi across the board, and maybe they were captured by the barbarians in those few days."

"My lord, do you still remember the tribe that sacrificed the blood of the human race that we slaughtered before?"

"According to the barbarian's account, these fellow robes who served as barbarian ceremonies were sent to perform a blood sacrifice for that Wuhena!"

Chen Luo stood up abruptly: "What time, what route?"

Yang Nanzhong said: "It's been two days since they set off, and their goal is Surrey City in the fourth domain of Mantian!"

Chen Luo took a deep breath: "Notify the brothers, tomorrow we will fight the barbarians again!"

"Yes!"

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