Chapter 507

The deeper the night is, the thicker the fog is. The cold fog clings to the ground and even fills every corner of the front yard completely, declaring its unique sovereignty in Bingzhou.

However, the disadvantage of the scouts lies in that, no matter in the dark or in the thick fog, it only needs to insert one to provide a clear and omni-directional view without any dead corner. Therefore, in the eyes of all the people in the hospital, the fog seems to be nonexistent, and even the birds and wild animals that flash past can be easily captured.

After the young emperor entered the inner room, a large number of personnel were sent out under the orderly command of the first lady Xu Qing, and they shuttled around in the dark to deal with the aftermath.

In particular, the town's only hotel, which was completely wiped out, as well as the broken ground, needs to be restored in a very short time in order not to cause more panic tomorrow.

There was silence in the fog, only occasionally there was a faint sound of breaking the sky from afar. Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, sat quietly in the corner of the yard with a trance on his handsome face.

His mind flashed over and over again the image of the infinite air rushing out of his sleeve. His brow became more and more wrinkled, and then his hands on his legs clenched.

In a sense, the reason why Bai Mingxiu was able to break through Li Chunfeng's line of defense and the upper Fourth Army so quickly and enter the hotel lobby, he occupied a lot of reasons.

Therefore, since he woke up in a coma, the young Confucian scholar has been in a trance. This is the first time that he confronts the top overhaul on the vast land of Shenzhou, but he doesn't even see the other party's face. He makes a wedding dress for others without being aware of it. He almost makes a big mistake.

A glance passes through the fog and quietly looks at the young Confucian scholar sitting cross legged. This kind of concern comes from the Tianhui army column guarding the gate of the house. It belongs to the regiment commander Jiang Yue. They are close friends who fought side by side when they were young, but because of the need of identity confidentiality, they can only care silently.

But after a while, there was a tall and straight figure in blood armor. Under the gaze of Jiang Yue, he gradually walked to the corner of the yard where Xin Hao was. Then, a soft voice sounded in the ears of young Confucian scholars.

"Xinhao, come and have a drink of this, which will help to restore the original vitality. If you don't make up for it in time, it will have an impact on the future practice."

Thank you very much

Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, raised his head and respectfully took over the small blue porcelain bottle containing the purifying liquid with both hands. After another salute, he lifted his head and drank it. Then he closed his eyes and carefully adjusted his breath. Meanwhile, Jiang Tu, deputy commander of the Japanese army, took out a bottle of purifying liquid again. He sat down beside Xinhao and looked at the room with the door closed and only a faint light appeared. He was thinking and silent No words.

"I'm at fault!"

A moment later, Xin Hao opened his eyes and opened his mouth. His voice was dignified and serious. Jiang Tu, beside him, suddenly chuckled and replied:

"on the battlefield, whether it's the two armies fighting against each other or the high-level monks fighting against each other, everything can happen. So it's not you, but me. After all, I am the saint Life, brother Shinho, you're just here to help. "

"For us, as long as we are the people of the great Xia Dynasty, there is no reason to be a judge. Moreover, wrong is wrong, right is right, and it has nothing to do with motivation and responsibility."

The young Confucian scholar's face was solemn, his brows slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were full of seriousness. This kind of seriousness made Jiang Tu think of the towering emperor's shadow, with the same frown and seriousness.

In other words, the Confucian school founded by the master had a great influence on Daxia, especially the master of Daxia, Zhao Jing, Zhao Yu's father, and the young emperor who now dominates Daxia are all disciples of Confucianism.

Therefore, after a little thinking, Jiang Tu turned his head, looked at the clear eyes of the young scholars in front of him, and continued to exclaim:

"those who come from Confucianism can always make the chaos under the road as clear as one truth after another. No wonder all the sects say that they like to explain to the Confucians most and are afraid that you are too reasonable "I don't know the principle."

Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar sitting in a sitting position, had no change in his face. At the same time, he opened his mouth very seriously and corrected the mistakes in Jiang Tu's speech.

"Your Majesty has ordered that the whole school of Confucianism be abolished and turned into a school of the great Xia Dynasty. Therefore, there are no more Confucian schools in the world, but only schools!"

"Good, good, school, school!"

Jiang Tu raised his hand and patted his head. He responded helplessly. Then he continued to say:

"I really don't know how you and my brother, who is very arrogant but jumping out of temper, became confidants. There is such a huge difference in the personalities of you and me."

"There are differences, but for confidants, one thing in common is enough."

Xinhao began to respond gently, continued to frown, looking at the rolling fog ahead. From the fog, he seemed to feel a familiar look, and then gently continued to say:

"we Confucian scholars have to learn two things, not only the theory of Taoism, but also the sword. The master once said that if the truth can't be achieved with books, we should preach with the sword Li, the more he doesn't understand the reason with books, but the sword, he will understand. "After he finished speaking, Jiang Tu, who was covered in blood armor, clapped his hands forward and sincerely exclaimed:

"the most difficult thing in life is to understand, and at the same time, it is also the most difficult thing!"

After Jiang Tu's voice dropped, the two stopped talking. The corner of the yard was quiet again. After a long time, Jiang Tu stood up with his right hand on the ground, and then prepared to move forward. At the same time, he opened his mouth and said:

"at the end of this mission, when we return to camp, we can't help laughing and plead guilty. But the glory of summer is that we can know what is wrong, and we can change our mistakes When you take back your own glory with your own hands, it should be right in front of you. "

Before the words fell, the door of the house in the courtyard suddenly opened. The young emperor stepped out of the room, and then the door behind him closed gently.

At the moment of closing the door, the immensity of Diwei suddenly swept across the whole town, and there were endless storms gathering in the majesty.

All of them, including Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar who had been sitting on the ground, stood upright and solemn.

Zhao Yu's face was expressionless, but he was not angry. His momentum was full of burning sharpness, which was quite different from that when he was in front of the Empress Dowager in the house.

After standing for a rest, Zhao Yu stepped forward slowly, and then walked out of the courtyard. At the same time, Huang Huang Emperor's voice was clearly introduced into everyone's ears.

"Li Chunfeng, come with me. I want to ask you some questions."

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