Nightwatcher

The entire scene could hear a pin drop at this moment. After a few breaths, huge shock and astonishment exploded in everyone's hearts, followed by a frenzied discussion.

The uproar this time was far greater than any before.

The book of war that impressed the arrogant Pei Manxilou and the book that impressed the great scholar Zhang Shen turned out to be not written by Xu Xinyin, but by someone whose name has become almost taboo.

Written by Xu Qian, former Silver Gong?

"This is a military book written by Xu Yinluo. How is this possible? He is not a scholar."

"Xu Yinluo, he is just a martial artist."

Although Xu Qian is no longer an official, everyone still calls him Xu Yinluo.

The students of the Imperial College were in a frenzy. They spoke to each other, expressing their own views and opinions, and no longer even cared about the occasion.

Most people find it absurd and unbelievable, not because they look down on Xu Qian, but because the matter itself is unreasonable, shocking, confusing, and confusing.

At this time, a student in the Imperial College said loudly:

"Don't forget that Xu Yinluo is the master of poetry. Who could have thought that he would produce one after another of stunning and brilliant works that will be passed down to the world?"

His words immediately attracted the approval of the students, who shouted loudly, as if to convince other students who couldn't believe it:

"Xu Yinluo is not a scholar, but he can write poetry, so why can't he write art of war? Moreover, have you forgotten, Xu Yinluo has been on the battlefield. That day in Yunzhou, he single-handedly held off eight thousand rebels. Died from exhaustion.”

Hearing this, the other students suddenly realized, yes, Xu Yinluo is not a young man who has never been on the battlefield. He was able to fend off thousands of rebels by himself in Yunzhou.

"Xu Yinluo is truly a peerless genius."

"Yes, Xu Yinluo is not a scholar, which shows that he is extremely talented and a rare genius in the world."

"Damn it, why would such a person take up martial arts? He must not be a son of a human being."

For a time, the praises from the Imperial College students were overwhelming.

Some students who had been feeling aggrieved for a long time even shouted provocatively:

"Pei Manxilou, you said that you are self-taught. What a coincidence, our Xu Yinluo is also self-taught. I have to admit that you are very talented, but every mountain is higher than the mountain. Xu Yinluo of our Dafeng, you will never be able to Mountains to cross.”

Everyone immediately agreed.

Pei Manxilou's face was expressionless and speechless.

The boy with vertical pupils clenched his fists and his facial muscles twitched, as if he wanted to kill but was trying his best to endure it.

He was going crazy. The situation was obviously great and everything was going according to Brother Pei Man's plan. Except for a few well-respected and famous scholars, no contemporary scholar could be the opponent of Brother Pei Man.

Xu Qi'an, whose name he had only heard but not his person, actually foiled Brother Pei Man's plan and made them in vain.

Huang Xian'er bit her lip, her soft eyes rippling, wondering what she was thinking about.

It turned out that it was a military book written by his eldest brother. Xu Dalang was willing to hand over such a strange book to him. The relationship between the brothers is deeper than I imagined. After Wang Simu was stunned, he did not feel disappointed. He was both emotional and emotional about the relationship between Erlang and his brother. Rejoiced.

Xu Erlang's own abilities alone were a little weak in his father's eyes. But if there is a big brother behind him who advises him to do whatever he can to support him, his father will not despise Erlang.

Thinking of this, she glanced at her father quietly. Sure enough, Wang Shouxu looked deeply at Xu Erlang.

Wang Simu was secretly happy, and with today's literary meeting, Erlang's reputation would also rise.

For a moment, Huaiqing couldn't help but want to turn her head and look at a certain guard behind her, but she controlled her impulse, stiffened her neck, and remained seated.

The curiosity in my heart fermented. He actually knew the art of war? Writing a book of war? Since I met him, I have never seen him express his opinions on the art of war. Was it Duke Wei who wrote it? Lend him his hand and give it to Xu Erlang

The clever eldest daughter of the emperor thought of more, and she suspected that this military book was written by Wei Yuan.

Huaiqing pursed his lips, and his eyes immediately fell on the military book in Zhang Shen's hand. His eyes, as cold as autumn water, rarely burned with a burning passion and desire for knowledge.

It was a book written by a dog slave. He had a framed smile as bright as a flower, an oval face that was bright and moving, and Xu Erlang was in the limelight. She just felt relieved that someone could finally suppress this arrogant barbarian. Other than that, she had no other psychological feelings.

Suddenly I heard that Xu Qi'an wrote the book of war, and she became more excited to frame it. Her heart blossomed with pride and joy. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, she would be like a flapping sparrow, chirping around Xu Qi'an.

The Taifu smiled happily, and his old face blossomed: "I have great respect for outstanding people, and there are still some amazing juniors."

After that, he looked at Zhang Shen who was like a sculpture and said solemnly: "Zhang Jinyan, show me the military book."

Zhang Shen suddenly came to his senses and sent the military book to the Taifu through the air.

The Tutor leaned on crutches, turned around and sat behind the case, squinting his dim eyes and reading the military book.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Taifu, who had only read the first two articles, suddenly closed the book with a "snap", his hands trembled slightly with excitement, and he said in a deep voice:

"This book must not be circulated, and must not be copied by barbarians. This is a military book entrusted to me, and it must not be passed on to others."

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For a time, the noble military generals, the Imperial Academy students, the Hanlin Academy academic masters, and of course Huaiqing and others looked at the military book in the hands of the Grand Tutor, and they became more and more coveted and eager.

The young eunuch rushed to the door of the palace, his eyes were shining brightly, he did not lower his head as usual, but kept looking in.

Showing his inner impatience and excitement.

The old eunuch glanced at Emperor Yuan Jing who was meditating with his eyes closed. He quietly retreated and came to the door of the palace. He frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young eunuch whispered a few words softly.

The old eunuch suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a very complicated look on his face. He lowered his head, returned to Emperor Yuan Jing, and said softly: "Your Majesty, old slave, I have something to report."

Emperor Yuan Jing didn't open his eyes and simply said "hmm", looking uninterested.

"There is a new situation at the Wenhui. After Zhang Shen admitted defeat, Xu New Year, a scholar from the Hanlin Academy, came forward and wanted to discuss the art of war with Pei Manxilou."

Emperor Yuan Jing opened his eyes.

The old eunuch continued: "Pei Manxilou is willing to accept the defeat."

Emperor Yuan Jing showed an extremely surprised expression, pondered for a few seconds, and said slowly:

"Xu Xinnian is Zhang Shen's disciple, majoring in the art of war. I didn't expect him to have such attainments, which is rare. Although this son is Xu Qian's cousin, he is also a scholar of the Hanlin Academy. He defeated Pei Man Xilou, which is good accept."

Xu Qian resigned on his own initiative, but later Emperor Yuan Jing also ordered to deprive him of his title and official position and expel him from the court.

Xu Xinnian is that guy's cousin, and now he has defeated Pei Manxilou. When outsiders talk about him, they will inevitably talk about the equally talented Xu Qian, and then accuse him of "persecuting" Zhongliang.

That's the only bad thing.

However, Xu Xinnian's identity as a shuji was hand-picked by him, and his talent was also recognized by him, so it was not a big problem.

Overall, Emperor Yuan Jing was quite pleased. Compared to the rumors, losing to Pei Man Xilou was the real shame.

The imperial court was in disgrace, and he, the king of a country, was in disgrace.

As an emperor, you pay most attention to two things: power and image.

The gloom in Emperor Yuan Jing's eyebrows disappeared, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Please tell me the process in detail, I want to know how he defeated Pei Manxilou."

The old eunuch hesitated for a moment, silently stepped back a few steps, then lowered his head and said: "Xu Ji New Year took out a book of war. After Pei Manxilou read it, he fell in admiration and was willing to admit defeat."

"Book of war?"

This was something Emperor Yuan Jing didn't expect. He said in astonishment: "What kind of military book?"

Zhang Shen of Yunlu Academy admitted that his "Six Essays on the Art of War" was not as good as Pei Manxilou, and those military books compiled by the Hanlin Academy were just old wine in new bottles.

The old eunuch swallowed his saliva: "That military book is called "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. Yes, it was written by Xu Qian."

After saying that, he heard rapid breathing in the bedroom.

Even without raising his head, he could imagine how ugly His Majesty's face looked at this moment.

A few seconds later, Emperor Yuan Jing's emotionless voice came: "Get out!"

The old eunuch felt relieved, lowered his head, and left the palace as if running away. Behind him, there was the sound of utensils and vases being smashed.

The court was not embarrassed, but His Majesty was greatly embarrassed this time. The old eunuch sighed.

It is conceivable how everyone in the capital will talk about your majesty. The emperor not only persecuted loyal people for his own selfish interests, but now the scholars in the capital were overpowered by a barbarian. In the end, it was the man who was expelled from officialdom by the emperor who turned the tide.

The dignified king of a country has become a laughing stock, so it is no wonder that His Majesty is furious.

The literary meeting was over, and the military book did not return to Xu Xinnian's hands in the end, but was "forcibly taken away" by the Taifu.

The noble military commanders and the scholars present had great opinions, but they did not dare to openly disobey this respected senior scholar.

Even Huaiqing didn't dare, so he left a little unhappy and went straight to Huaiqing Mansion with his guards.

The people dispersed. On Yaoman's side, Pei Manxilou looked a little solemn, and Huang Xian'er also put away her flattery, her pretty face as cold as frost.

Not to mention the impulsive and violent boy with vertical pupils.

After the three of them got into the carriage, no one spoke. In the breathless atmosphere, Huang Xian'er took the initiative to break the ice and asked:

"What other plans do you have?"

Pei Manxilou had no expression on his face. He thought for a few seconds and said calmly:

"Although the Wenhui lost, my reputation could not go any further, and even suffered a big blow. But Dafeng officials would not ignore me because of this, and the effect was still there. It was just that Xu Yinluo interfered, and the follow-up All plans were ruined."

He sighed: "This man is so talented and beautiful that I have to admire him. I used to admire his poetic talent, admire his talent, and envy his reputation, but after today, I have become deeply jealous of him, even afraid of him." .

"Fortunately, he is not on good terms with Emperor Dafeng. No, fortunately, he and Emperor Dafeng are mortal enemies. Otherwise, if he takes control of the army in the future, our divine clan will be in danger."

Huang Xian'er smiled sweetly: "I think so too, so I plan to pick a few pretty beauties to send."

Pei Manxilou shook his head and said, "Will he be short of women?"

Huang Xian'er sighed softly, revealing her long legs intentionally or unintentionally, caressing her chest with her bare hands, and said charmingly: "Then I will appear in person, that's fine."

Pei Manxilou smiled: "I'm just waiting for your words."

After a pause, he said: "There is no rush. Let's continue running in the past few days and try to win over some Dafeng officials. We will try to recover as much damage as we can. After the negotiations are over, we will visit this legendary figure together. Xuanyin , you can’t go.”

The young boy with vertical pupils was dissatisfied and asked anxiously: "Why?"

Pei Manxilou sneered: "Xu Qi'an is an out-and-out martial artist. You spoke carelessly and angered him. He will most likely behead you on the spot."

The boy with vertical pupils glared, "How dare he! We are the envoy. If he dares to kill the envoy, the Dafeng court will not spare him."

Killing the mission would mean a break between the two countries. Under the current background of jointly fighting against the Witch God Cult, the Dafeng court would not let this happen.

Huang Xian'er poked Xuanyin's head and said with a smile: "He dares to kill even the prince. If you are not afraid of death, we will not stop him. You can weigh your own weight.

"Master Zhujiu asked you to come here for training because he has high expectations for you, but if you die here, he won't care."

The Yao clan has always been cold-blooded when it comes to training their juniors, and Zhu Jiu is a snake type, especially cold-blooded.

If it can grow, cultivate it vigorously. If it dies, it is because you are not good enough.

The law of the jungle is the law of survival.

Huaiqing Mansion.

After returning home, Huaiqing dismissed the palace maids and guards, leaving only Piancheng and Xu Qian in the living room.

"Sure enough, it's you. I've been looking for a long time and couldn't find you. If I hadn't entered the shed, I wouldn't have been sure of your identity."

Dianchi happily pulled Xu Qian to sit down and wanted to sit with him.

Princess, we can't sit together at the same table. This is so against the rules. Also, my face in my previous life was so handsome that it alarmed the party. You didn't realize at first that your face blindness is a bit serious.

Just when Xu Qian thought this, he heard Diao Cao say with admiration: "You are so smart. You can transform yourself into such an ordinary man. Don't just take one look and forget about it. You won't notice it at all."

Xu Qian looked at her expressionlessly and silently sat at another table.

Ding Ding opened her watery peach blossom eyes with a look of grievance.

"The military book was written by Wei Gong, and you are using your hand to suppress Pei Manxilou?" Huaiqing drank tea and glanced at his stupid sister who was increasingly unable to control his emotions.

"yes!"

Xu Qian smiled and nodded.

Huaiqing nodded slightly, this made sense. Among the people in the world, only Wei Yuan could write a military book that could impress Pei Manxilou, amaze Zhang Shen, and make the Imperial Tutor so excited.

The book of war was written by Wei Yuan. She was a little disappointed. In her understanding, the dog slave was omnipotent.

"You must not remember what the military book says." Huaiqing asked.

"I don't remember." Xu Qian shook his head.

Huaiqing nodded disappointedly. Although she would definitely get a glimpse of the military book in the end, as a person who loves books, she was not willing to wait.

Forget it, I'll go see Wei Gong Huaiqing later, I thought.

After chatting for a few words, Xu Qi'an said goodbye and left.

Caicai left with him and out of Huaiqing Mansion, her eyes fixed on Xu Qian: "The Book of War was really written by Wei Yuan?"

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