Devil’s Advent

The teachers and students of the academy began to flee frantically to the mountain. They trampled on everything about respecting teachers and morality.

The old professor and great Confucianism were trampled under the feet of his own students, and the friendship between classmates turned into "you dare to stand in front of me" in the end, and the plaque written by the prime minister at that time lost its protective effect. It was thrown on the ground and was trampled apart.

Some words, some slogans, usually just shout it yourself, smart people know not to take it to heart;

But stupid people will brainwash themselves.

When the edge of the knife is really cut down,

The dream is broken,

After cutting off the veil of hypocrisy and beauty,

Only then did he see the ugly face hidden underneath, which belonged to him.

From horse riding forward,

With the sword in hand,

Zheng Fan has maintained a very calm posture.

However, Zheng Shoubei's eyes showed a hint of sadness when he saw this group of Great Yan scholar seeds, these Great Yan literary style and proud people running around like mourning dogs.

Life, if everything is predictable, often means boring.

In fact, Zheng Fan wanted to see this group of Great Yan Wenhua seeds would rather die than surrender in front of the butcher's knife, united as one, this can also give people a bright feeling, and it can add a lot of meaning.

As a result, I still think too much.

well,

The blood-filled incision of Huang Zi was dripping, slowly raised forward,

Zheng Fan said:

"Take them all, and those who dare to resist will be killed without mercy!"

Liang Cheng behind Zheng Fan repeated the order in Manhua. In fact, Zheng Fan is also learning Manhua. .

He was afraid that if he didn't give the order clearly, the barbarians under him would make a mistake, and just take a knife and slaughter the whole academy, that would be fun.

All the barbarians got off their horses, leaving more than 20 people to guard the horses, and the rest all rushed into the archway with their weapons.

Zheng Fan also got off his horse, accompanied by Liang Cheng, followed the barbarian soldiers, and walked up the steps up the mountain.

In front of him lay an old man with ragged clothes and bloody face. He should be a teacher or a great Confucian in the academy. He was knocked over and trampled by his own students when they were escaping.

At this moment, there is no life left.

Zheng Fan walked around the old man and said with emotion:

"Tell me, it's okay for young students to think that the world is beautiful and naive, but this old thing is really living like a dog at such an old age."

"My lord, he just stood at the end and shouted."

"But in the end they were the first to be trampled to death."

"Too."

Zheng Fan continued to walk up and stopped in front of the plaque.

The plaque has been stepped on and has many cracks, and it is seriously damaged.

Zheng Fan pointed to the plaque on the ground, and asked Liang Cheng:

"Should it be fixed?"

"If you just print the font, it's not a big problem."

"Well, at least it's the word of the prime minister of the current dynasty. Take it back and print a rubbing, and hang it in our Green Willow Castle; learning the sea is boundless, it is also a panacea, and it can be hung anywhere."

"Okay, got it."

Zheng Fan suddenly turned his head, looked at Du Juan who was following him and Liang Cheng, and asked:

"Miss Du, you said that I trampled on the prime minister's alma mater today, will he blame me?"

Du Juan thought for a while about the meaning of the word "alma mater", and then replied:

"The Prime Minister is known to be tolerant."

"Look, look, did you hear, Miss Du Juan said that the Prime Minister will not retaliate against me publicly, but play tricks behind the scenes."

"..." Rhododendron.

Continue to go up, along the way, there are books, headscarves, fans and other elegant things scattered on the ground.

"Hey, don't move."

Zheng Fan raised his hand and signaled Liang Cheng and Du Juan who were following him to stop.

Then, Zheng Fan bent down and picked up a piece of jade pendant on the steps in front of him, guessing that it should be dropped by some of the teachers and students who fled in front.

"Hoo hoo..."

He put it in his hand and blew on the jade pendant.

Zheng Fan turned to Du Juan and asked:

"Miss Du, do I need to hand this in?"

"If Zheng Shoubei likes it, he can take it."

"Thanks."

Holding the jade pendant, Zheng Fan continued to walk up.

Qingming Mountain is not high in the first place, and the three of them didn't walk for long before they saw the school buildings and dormitories above.

This is the first time Zheng Fan has seen this kind of school building after coming to this world.

At least, in Hutou City, he didn't see the school building.

One of the foundations of clan politics is that powerful families monopolize education, and their families have their own ethnology for their own people to study. As for ordinary families, it is really difficult.

The monopoly of education is equivalent to cutting off the promotion of most Guizhou heads, which also led to the fact that even if this generation of Emperor Yan consciously promotes poor families, it is difficult to make them successful after all.

After all, most of the real elites came from the elites, and they were born with the brand of elites.

On the field outside the school building, hundreds of teachers and students all knelt on the ground and were not allowed to stand up.

At the beginning, a middle-aged scribe seemed to want to stand up and shout a few words, "It's an insult to the gentleman, it's an insult to the gentleman\

,"As a result, a barbarian who didn't understand at all smashed out a tooth with a knife.

Yesterday, Zheng Fan said in front of the Marquis of Jingnan that the match between barbarian soldiers and literati was a match made in heaven, and it was true in fact.

Most of the teachers and students are here, but there are still some people scattered outside, but the skilled barbarians quickly caught them back one by one.

Du Juan took out the list and began to roll the names.

"Xue Chugui, Zhao Mingyang."

I called the names of two people, but no one stood up and responded, and I didn't know whether they were inside or not.

"Are these two people from Qianguo?" Zheng Fan asked.

"yes."

Zheng Fan nodded.

He didn't stand next to Du Juan, holding a knife, and then repeatedly questioned and threatened the teachers and students where the two were, and handed them over quickly.

Because Zheng Fan felt that this scene was too much like a devil torturing a fellow villager where did he do his job.

Although he also felt that he was riding a horse outside the mountain gate to intimidate the group of scholars and at the same time beheaded a scholar, which was exactly the same as the villain in the old-fashioned martial arts movie he had watched long ago in his previous life, but there is still a bottom line of.

Therefore, Zheng Fan pointed to a young student in the crowd in front of him.

Immediately, two barbarians stepped forward and grabbed the man.

The young student with pimples on his face was visibly trembling, but when he was pulled in front of Zheng Fan, he shrugged his neck and shouted in a trembling voice:

"I will not betray my classmates!"

Then, while looking at the college fellows and instructors who were guarded there, he secretly looked at Zheng Fan, his calves were trembling.

Zheng Fan took out the small iron box from his arms, took out a cigarette from it, first knocked it on his palm upside down, and then bit it in his mouth.

Take out the torch, light it,

Take a leisurely puff of smoke,

Then he said:

"Don't worry, I don't intend to ask you anything."

The student froze for a moment, unable to understand the meaning of Zheng Fan's words.

Zheng Fan shook the soot,

At the same time whispered:

"Chopped."

"boom!"

One of the barbarians put his foot on the student's knee and kicked him to the ground, while the other immediately raised his knife.

"I said, I said, I said!!!!!!!!!"

The student immediately yelled.

The two barbarians hesitated.

Zheng Fan silently put the cigarette into his mouth again,

took a sip,

Two wisps of smoke were slowly expelled from the nostrils.

The two barbarians looked at each other, and the knife in one of them was cut off.

"puff!"

head,

Landed again.

Among the detainees, many teachers and students had become incontinent with feces and urine, and a stench soon filled the air.

Du Juan watched Zheng Fan's behavior from the side, but did not speak.

Zheng Fan took another puff of cigarette. This version of the cigarette was a bit spicy, and he couldn't help coughing dryly. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and casually pointed to a middle-aged scribe.

Immediately, some barbarians walked over and pulled him out of the crowd.

"I said, I said, I said, I know them, they are in the crowd, in..."

"I hate people who sell their friends for glory the most. This kind of people, damn it."

"..." The middle-aged scribe.

Zheng Fan ignored him, but turned his head, looked at Liang Cheng, and asked:

"Leave it to you to solve it?"

In order to avoid bad influence, Zheng Fan didn't ask Liang Cheng directly: Are you hungry?

Liang Cheng looked at Zheng Fan and responded:

"Is it suitable?"

"suitable."

"Is it convenient?"

"convenient."

"Okay, I'll arrest him and torture him in the woods over there."

Liang Cheng came over, picked up the middle-aged scribe, and dragged him into the depths of the forest ahead.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Soon, there were extremely shrill screams in the forest.

Zheng Fan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stepped on it with the sole of his boot in a very public-spirited manner.

When he raised his head again and glanced at the group of people in the academy in front of him, the bodies of these people shrank back collectively.

"Miss Du, keep reading."

Zheng Fan looked at Du Juan.

Cuckoo picked up the paperwork,

"Xue Chugui!"

"Wow!"

All the teachers and students of the academy around a man looked at him, and spontaneously distanced themselves from him.

A look of despair appeared on the man's face.

Immediately, some barbarians stepped forward to capture that guy.

Dujuan continued to roll the roll,

high efficiency.

Taking advantage of this time, Zheng Fan walked to a relatively remote pavilion on the west side by himself, and began to relax alone.

After a while, Liang Cheng came back and found Zheng Fan in the pavilion.

Zheng Fan pointed at the corner of his mouth, then took out a fourth lady's handkerchief from his cuff and threw it to Liang Cheng.

road:

"Wipe."

Liang Cheng took the handkerchief, but wiped the corner of his mouth with his cuff, and asked:

"Anymore?"

"Gone."

"Um."

At this time, footsteps came from outside, and the cuckoo also came to the pavilion.

Liang Cheng took a step back, giving space to Zheng Fan and Du Juan.

"Master Zheng, the person has been caught."

"That's right, they are also fools, don't they know how to run?"

"They probably didn't expect that we could rush up and catch them."

"Um."

Du Juan looked at Liang Cheng and bowed slightly.

Liang Cheng understood and walked out of the pavilion.

Du Juan looked at Zheng Fan and said:

"Master Zheng, the little girl is very curious. I don't think Mr. Zheng is not aware of what he did today, and how much trouble it will cause you, Mr. Zheng, in the future, right?"

At this moment, this situation, this situation, this problem, Zheng Fan suddenly wanted to recite a poem.

But in the end, still laughing,

road:

"Why does Miss Du ask me this question?"

"Why, can't the little girl ask?"

"Ms. Du, is she asking for herself, or for..."

"Who does Mr. Zheng want the little girl to ask for?"

"Miss Du, you're making things difficult for me."

Du Juan took two steps back and saluted Zheng Fan,

road:

"The criminal has been captured, thank you Zheng Shoubei for sending troops to help."

"A matter of duty."

"That person was taken away for violating his humble position, Zheng Shoubei, see you by fate."

Zheng Fan nodded,

"Miss Du, be careful all the way."

"The same goes for Zheng Shoubei."

Rhododendron is gone,

A horse, immediately carrying the secret agent brother who was knocked unconscious earlier;

A woman, holding a hemp rope in her hand, tied two criminals, and walked farther and farther in the warm afternoon sun.

Zheng Fan squinted his eyes towards the sun,

Behind him, all four hundred barbarians mounted their horses and stood by.

The academy is still the same academy, but a few people died today.

Liang Cheng said to Zheng Fan:

"In the academy, no one takes it?"

"Why did you take it? You can't carry it with your shoulders or your hands. You can't even help with the work when you escort them back to Green Willow Castle. You have to waste rice and grain to feed them."

"But let them go like this, right away..."

"Infamy is coming soon, isn't it? They will petition everywhere, they will write letters to their friends in the same school, and they will use all their strength and possibilities to return all the humiliation they received today?"

Liang Cheng stopped talking.

"Ah Cheng, you are suitable for leading troops to fight.

Why didn't Zuo Jiqian accept this military order?

Why did the Jingnan Army have 50,000 troops, but couldn't find hundreds of soldiers to come here to take people?

Why is it that the woman named Du Juan only arrested two prisoners and left without questioning the rest, despite the fact that it was a crime of harboring the secret agents of the country? "

Zheng Fan reached out and patted Liang Cheng's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"We are here to take the blame, we are here to bear the blame. Some people take good care of their feathers, so they need someone below to take the blame."

"The Lord thinks better than I do."

"But I still have to take the blame. If you can take the blame, it proves that you are useful. Maybe you will be rewarded with sweet dates or something. In order to eat this bite of sweet dates, I don't care about anything.

As for the future, since we people have come to this world, we don't think about planning to spend our old age peacefully. "

talking,

Zheng Fan turned his gaze to the archway behind him,

road:

"Let them live, let them give us publicity, free hype, don't want it for nothing."

"The Lord is open-minded."

"If you don't know how to flatter, don't force yourself. Your flatter is always the same as yours, too stiff."

"Hehe, my lord, shall we go back next?"

"Go back? Ride a horse for three hours all the way to bully a group of rotten people?"

"Then where are we going?"

"Go to the place I've always wanted to go. Since I'm ready to be infamous, it doesn't matter if I make another big news."

Zheng Fan raised his whip,

"Snapped"

The war horse under his crotch spread its hooves and began to gallop desperately. Behind him, Liang Cheng and four hundred barbarian cavalry followed closely!

…………

sunset like blood,

A fortress stands quietly under the sunset,

within reach of the naked eye,

On the east and west sides of the fort, you can see similar flint fortresses from a distance. If you can continue to raise the angle of view, you can see that there are densely packed fortresses of different sizes on this piece of land.

not too close,

far away,

Zheng Fan pulled the rein,

The war horse under his crotch raised its hooves and stopped his figure.

Behind him, four hundred barbarian cavalry also took the reins.

Looking at the fort ahead, Zheng Fan showed a smile:

"Dagan, here I come..."