069 Bidding(2/3)
"Ji Zengquan, a family member of the Ward, please have a seat." Ji Zengquan slapped the door with a palm, "We four scholars here, here, knocking on the palace gate of the King of Chu should welcome him. The martial arts master did not give him a seat, which was a bit unreasonable."
"I..." said the Confucian scholar in a deep voice, "The order I received was that even if Han Sun and the King of Qin came, this door could not be opened."
"Go..." Ji Zengquan's face darkened and he whispered to the three of them, "Wu Yi is sure that we can't break."
"You can't break." Although Wu Yingzhen said the words were domineering, he didn't realize that he had bitten his finger at this time. "Tan Ying and Wu Yi have an agreement. This is a matter between Confucianism and materialism. We all have our own family, so we must not start a war with Confucianism for this..."
"Where is Jijiu and Si Ye?" Bai Pi urged, "Will they always shock you when they come?"
"Otherwise." Ying Li sucked in a deep voice, "The teacher and Si Ye are the leaders of the Qin Dynasty's Mo Fa, and they can't be bullied by the Confucian Pavilion... The teacher doesn't even allow me to come."
"Oh..."
While lamenting.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of hooves rumbling, and came from North Street.
Everyone was shocked.
The onlookers were also panicked and gave in, but they couldn't help but stop to visit the head.
Looking in the sound, I saw that the north street was next to the east corner, and among the dust, three light armored horses quickly rode out side by side and came rushing.
"Imperial Guard!" The cavalry general in the middle chanted with a flag and shouted, "Go back!"
The people hid and saw the young man wearing black robe driving a pure white horse, the left general guarding the right, and the cavalry came fiercely.
Hearing such a sound, the Confucian scholars in the sect were really panicked, and they only panted and shook the sound of the door and asked, "Several scholars... come... but Xianjing Imperial Army??"
"That's right." Bai Pi looked at the team of fast riders and smiled foolishly, "Huehou has arrived. Why? Is this door open?"
"……this."
In amazement, a group of eighteen horses rushed to the front of the school hall.
The general covered in black and heavy armor jumped down, held his chicks and stepped on his saddle and dismounted.
"I haven't been out with the shepherd for a long time and I've been riding and shooting. I've been almost unable to stand firm in both cases." The queen of Hinata laughed and said to the Confucian scholars in the sect, "Tell Wu Yi that this is a state affairs, so he can think clearly."
"Please...please wait..." The Confucian scholar ran to the seminary in a panic.
Only then did several scholars say hello to the queen.
They thought they had already worked hard, but they didn't expect that the queen would work harder...
But the queen smiled and put a book fair with four people—
[Ying dares to enter the Confucian Pavilion and asks my sister to help.]
Several scholars were stunned.
They all understand the truth, but why is it the sister?
Ying Li even lowered her head and lamented, "Alas, they are all sisters, but they are still sisters who can play cavalry."
The Hinaki also smiled and blinked at the few people, "I deliberately put on heavy hooves. If you can, just be scared. I remember that the owner of the museum is less than thirty years old, so it must be the first time I heard such a sound."
The few people laughed silently. Such a magic trick was you, the queen.
Sure enough, the Confucian scholar quickly returned in a panic: "Master of the Martial Arts Hall, please ask Queen Hu... whether she wants to start a war with Confucianism or Chu? Does the King of Qin know about this?"
"Okay, who doesn't know what anyone is thinking?" Hina-hou said slowly, "We don't have to go in. Just ask Wu Yi to open the door and let us hear it. If you follow the rules, we will also follow the rules. If you follow the rules, we will also break the rules."
"I, Confucianism, will follow the rules..." The Confucian scholar replied in a trembling voice, "But this is a closed-door conversation, and there is no way to open the door..."
"Ha, what are you? Can you reply to me on behalf of the martial arts master?" Hinago said, taking a step back and waved her sleeves, "Brother, help me smash the door and listen to Ru."
The general beside him immediately condensed his energy and punched the hall gate.
After a muffled sound, the general passed by the door with one arm.
When the general pulled his hands, a big hole had appeared on the door of the museum, and everyone saw the grey-shirted scholar sitting in a panic.
The general's fist armor was as smooth as before. He only brushed the burnt wood chips rolling down his fist elbow and smiled: "No matter how serious the military struck the door, it's offended."
Huine then passed through the cave entrance and said to the Confucian scholar Li Mu: "You are in my Qin land, and I bullied my Qin Academy. Do you really think that I, Qin cavalry, dare not step in? Also, don't mention Qin Shepherd to me. Of course he doesn't know about this, and he doesn't need to know. Little brother, can you ask your martial arts master now?"
"Go...go and go..."
After a moment.
The Confucian scholar returned again, and the sound of unloading the lock came.
Then, the door opened.
The gray-clothed Confucian scholar was tremblingly guarding the door, looking at the back of the young man, and did not dare to raise his head and asked, "Is this possible... OK?"
"San." Hinaki waved her hand, "At least give us a few chairs to sit on?"
“Yes, yes, yes…”
After the Confucian scholar left, the young man whispered to several scholars: "Who is good at learning skills? Be condescending to be a gentleman on the beam for a while, to prevent the owner from suddenly using a cold arrow."
After the words came to an end, Ying Li, Wu Yingzhen and Ji Zengquan looked at Bai Pi together.
"I'm a gentleman, I'm a gentleman." Bai Pi had no choice but to shake his head and smile, and left with his hands behind his back, "I've gone to find a place to go upstairs, and you guys talk."
At the same time, the general leaned over to Hinako and said, "Sister, do you want to drive away unrelated people?"
"No need, let them listen." Hinago turned around and looked at the people who wanted to come but didn't dare to get close to him. "Although I don't know much about the truth, I have seen a few small battles, and I still understand some of the military's methods of striking. Isn't it just the power? Let Ru appreciate the power of Qin and let them know who Xianjing is."
The general took the order and surrounded the eighteen cavalry, and the people could hear the news later.
It became lively now, and people from the north of Xianjing surrounded the Confucian Pavilion.
Some are just watching operas, some are determined to study and seek Taoism, some are old and young, some are men and women.
Although the purpose is different, no matter who, even the queen and the famous scholars in the academy are willing to miss the conversation, they can hear one or two words.
For a moment, this closed-door talk was turned into a big discussion on the street by the queen.
...
The Confucian School, the Great Thesis Hall, and the doors are already wide open.
Tan Ying and Wu Yi, opposite the left and right seats.
More than twenty Confucian scholars were met and the rear of Wuyi was established.
On the other side, Sandangying sat alone.
This scene was like a large army was conquering the formation, and Tan Ying was about to collapse at any time.
However, the actual situation is completely the opposite.
Tan Ying smiled but said nothing, and Wu Yi's forehead was sweating.
Someone in the school must come to protect the sandalwood, which was as expected.
But damn it, no matter how I imagined it... I never thought that the Hinake and the Imperial Guard would come.
The Qin Dynasty was originally close to the law and Mo, and had never been in harmony with Confucianism.
Who knows what this crazy woman will do?
If this is true, the Qin, Chu, and the Fa, and the Confucians fought in chaos...
How can he, a museum owner, afford it?
Not only him, but even the Confucian scholars behind him were trembling.
The sound of horses kicking and stomping outside the door forced them to imagine the scene of the Confucian Pavilion being flattened by Qin cavalry.
They are just ordinary Confucian scholars, not Taoists. Wu Yi may be able to escape at that time, but they are not capable of escape.
For a moment, their numbers were already the best, but their momentum was completely shattered by the imaginary Qin cavalry.
At this time, many people miss Pang Mu.
Although Pang Mu's career is not going well, his reputation is always good.
When he left Chu and worked in Qin, more than a thousand people cried and sent ten miles to the street, which was comparable to Qu Yuan.
Even in this Xianjing and Qin area, which despises the Confucian scholars, Pang Mu would start classes on the street when he had time, specializing in teaching poor children, and would not receive any money. He would also give out a few books from time to time. As for the pens and inks and stationery he gave out, there were countless.
After seven years of this, even if a person who contempts Confucianism sees him, Pang Mu's face, he will bow his head and respectfully call him Master Pang.
If he was there, if I, Master Pang, would my Confucianism be bullied like this?
When he was alone, he drank in the door, and he was shocked to retreat to many iron cavalry!
Seeing that the Confucian scholars were unstable, Wu Yi only raised his hand and said, "Don't panic... No one dared to trek into my Confucian land, and the Qin people were just bluffing."
Although he said this, he seemed to be more panicked than anyone else and was completely unwilling to convince the public.
As soon as he finished speaking, the general shouted out from outside:
"Hyuki said you're too little to hear!"
After all, he was a military professional, and his voice was extremely loud. With a sniff, he suppressed Wu Yi's momentum more than half.
Wu Yi had to grit her teeth and shout back: "Tell Hina, the conversation is not about fighting, and the debate is not about calling."
"I can't hear it!"
To be continued...