The teachers and students of the academy began to run frantically towards the mountains for their lives. All respect for teachers and etiquette and morality were trampled under their feet.
The old teacher and scholar was trampled under the feet of his students, and the friendship between classmates eventually became that if you dare to stand in front of me, you will be pushed away. The plaque written by the Prime Minister of the time is here. After losing its protective effect, it was thrown to the ground and had been trampled to pieces.
You can just shout some words and slogans by yourself. Smart people know not to take them seriously;
But stupid people will brainwash themselves.
When the edge of the knife is really cut off,
the dream is broken.
After the hypocritical veil of beauty is cut away,
Then I saw the ugly face hidden underneath that belonged to me.
From the moment he rode his horse forward,
to when he raised the knife and dropped it,
Zheng Fan always maintained a very calm posture.
However, when he saw this group of scholars from Dayan and the pride of writing style from Dayan, howling and running around like bereaved dogs, Zheng Shoubei's eyes showed a trace of sadness.
Life, if it is predictable, often means boring.
Zheng Fan actually wants to see this group of Dayan Wenhua seeds willing to die in front of the butcher's knife and unite as one. This can also give people a bright feeling and add a lot of meaning.
In the end, I still thought too much.
Oh,
The knife edge dripping with blood from Huang Zi was slowly raised forward,
Zheng Fan said:
"Take them all, and those who dare to resist will be killed without mercy!"
Liang Cheng, who was behind Zheng Fan, repeated the order in barbaric language. In fact, Zheng Fan was also learning barbaric language these days. Mandarin is not difficult to learn, but at this moment, to be on the safe side, Zheng Fan still uses Liang Cheng as his translator.
He was afraid that if his orders were not clear, the barbarian soldiers under his command would misunderstand and slaughter the entire academy with knives. That would be fun.
All the barbarian soldiers dismounted, leaving more than twenty people to guard the horses. The rest all rushed into the archway with weapons in hand.
Zheng Fan also got off his horse and, accompanied by Liang Cheng, followed the barbarian soldiers and walked up the steps up the mountain.
In front of him, there lay an old man with torn clothes and bloodstained face. He should be a teacher or a great scholar in the academy. He was knocked over and trampled by his students when they escaped.
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. This old guy is so old. At this age, he is really like a dog."
"My lord, he was the last to speak."
"But in the end, he was the first. "Trampled to death"
"Same."
Zheng Fanji.I continued walking up and stopped in front of the plaque.
The plaque has been stepped on and has many cracks and is seriously damaged.
Zheng Fan pointed at the plaque on the ground and asked Liang Cheng:
"It should be repairable, right?"
"It's just a rubbing. As for the font, it’s not a big problem.”
“Well, it’s the calligraphy of the prime minister of the dynasty. Take it back and make a rubbing and hang it in Cuiliu Castle. My knowledge is boundless, and I can use it everywhere. I can hang up."
"Okay, got it."
Zheng Fan suddenly turned his head and looked at Du Juan who was following him and Liang Cheng, and asked:
"Miss Du, you said that I stepped on the prime minister's alma mater today. Will he blame me?"
Du Juan first thought about the word "alma mater" Meaning, and then replied:
"The Prime Minister is always tolerant."
"Look, look, did you hear it? Miss Du Juan said, the Prime Minister can't If you retaliate against me openly, you will play dirty tricks behind your back."
"..." Du Juan.
Continuing to walk up, along the way, there are books, scarves, fans and other elegant things scattered everywhere.
"Hey, don't move."
Zheng Fan raised his hand to signal Liang Cheng and Du Juan who were following him to stop.
Then, Zheng Fan bent down and picked up a jade pendant on the steps in front of him, guessing that it should have been dropped by one of the teachers and students who escaped in front.
"Huhu..."
Put it in your hand and blow on the jade pendant.
Zheng Fan turned to Du Juan and asked:
"Miss Du, do you need to hand this over?"
"If Zheng Shoubei likes it, you can take it." Go."
"Thank you."
Holding the jade pendant, Zheng Fan started walking up.
Qingming Mountain is not high in the first place, and the three of them didn’t walk long before they saw the school building and dormitory above.
This is the first time Zheng Fan has seen this kind of school building since he came to this world.
At least, in Hutou City, he did not see the existence of the school building.
One of the foundations of clan politics is that clan families have a monopoly on education. Their families have their own clan schools for their own clansmen to study. As for ordinary families, it is really difficult.
The monopoly of education has cut off the promotion paths of most Guizhou leaders. This has also led to the fact that even if this generation of Emperor Yan consciously promotes poor families, it is ultimately difficult to make it successful.
After all, most of the real elites come from the clan, and they are born with the mark of the clan.
In the field outside the school building, hundreds of teachers and students were all kneeling 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 politeness, it's an insult to politeness".
In the end, a barbarian soldier who didn't understand at all took a knife to him. A tooth was knocked out directly.
Yesterday, Zheng Fan said in front of the Marquis of Jingnan that barbarians and literati were a match made in heaven, and this was indeed the case.
Most of the teachers and students were here, but there were still some scattered outside. However, the skilled barbarians quickly caught them one by one.
Du Juan took out the list and began to call names.
"Xue Chugui, Zhao Mingyang."
The names of two people were called, but no one stood up to answer, and they didn't know whether they were inside or not.
"Are these two from the Qian Kingdom?" Zheng Fan asked.
"Yes."
Zheng Fan nodded.
He did not stand next to Du Juan, holding a knife, and repeatedly questioning and threatening the teachers and students about where they were, and handed them over quickly and wisely.
Because Zheng Fan felt that this scene was too similar to the Japanese torture of the villagers where they worked.
Although he himself felt that he was riding a horse outside the mountain gate to intimidate these scholars and at the same time beheaded a scholar. He was just like the villain in the old martial arts movies he had seen a long time ago in his previous life. Exactly the same, but there is still a bottom line after all.
So, Zheng Fan pointed at a young student in the crowd in front.
Immediately two barbarian soldiers came forward and captured the man.
The young student with pimples on his face was obviously shaking, but when he was pulled in front of Zheng Fan, he held his neck and shouted with a trembling voice:
"I will not betray my classmates!"
Then, while looking at the fellow students and teachers in the academy who were being guarded there, he secretly looked at Zheng Fan, his calves trembling.
Zheng Fan took out the small iron box from his arms and took out a cigarette. He turned it upside down and tapped it on the palm of his hand, then bit it in his mouth.
Took out the fire stick, lit it,
exhaled a puff of smoke leisurely,
then said:
"Don't worry, I I didn’t plan to ask you anything.”
The student was stunned for a moment, unable to understand the meaning of Zheng Fan’s words.
Zheng Fan shook the ashes from his cigarette,
and said softly:
“Cut it.”
“Bang!”
p>One of the barbarian soldiers 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 shouted.
The two barbarian soldiers hesitated for a moment,
Zheng Fan silently put the cigarette into his mouth again,
took a puff,
Two wisps of smoke slowly blew out from the nostrils.
The two barbarian soldiers looked at each other, and one of them chopped off the knife in his hand.
"Poof!"
The head fell to the ground again.
Among the detained people, many teachers and students had become incontinent, and a stench soon filled the air.
Du Juan looked at Zheng Fan's behavior and said nothing.
Zheng Fan took another puff of cigarette. This version of the cigarette was a bit spicy, so he couldn't help but cough dryly. At the same time, he reached out and pointed at a middle-aged scribe.
Immediately some barbarian soldiers 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. , This kind of person deserves to die.”
“…” A middle-aged scribe.
Zheng Fan ignored him, but turned his head, looked at Liang Cheng, and asked:
"Leave it to you to solve it?"
Out of fear The influence was not good, so Zheng Fan did not directly ask Liang Cheng: Are you hungry?
Liang Cheng looked at Zheng Fan and responded:
"Is it suitable?"
"It is suitable."
"Is it convenient? ?"
"Convenient."
"Okay, I'll take him to the woods over there and torture him."
Liang Cheng came over and took him. The middle-aged scribe picked it up and dragged it deep into the forest ahead.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
Soon, extremely sad screams came from the forest.
Zheng Fan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it with the sole of his boot very ethically.
When he raised his head again and glanced at the people in the academy in front of him, the bodies of these people collectively shrank back.
"Miss Du, continue reading."
Zheng Fan looked at Du Juan.
Du Juan picked up the document and said,
"Xue Chugui!"
"Wow!"
All the other academy teachers and students around a man Look at him and spontaneously distance yourself from him.
The man had a look of despair on his face.
Immediately some barbarian soldiers came forward and caught the guy.
Du Juan continued to roll call,
very efficiently.
Zheng Fan took advantage of this moment to walk to a relatively remote pavilion on the west side 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, took out a Siniang's handkerchief from his sleeve and threw it to Liang Cheng,
said:
"Wipe it."
Liang Cheng took the handkerchief, but directly wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and asked:
"Is there anything else?"
"No more."
"Yeah."
At this time, footsteps came from outside, and Du Juan also came to the pavilion.
Liang Cheng took a step back and gave space to Zheng Fan and Du Juan.
"Master Zheng, we have already captured him."
"Really? They are also fools. Don't they know how to run?"
"They probably didn't expect that we could rush up and catch them."
"Yes. "
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 think Master Zheng will not be unclear about what he did today. In the future, How much trouble will it bring to you, Mr. Zheng?"
At this moment, this situation, this situation, and this question, Zheng Fan suddenly wanted to recite a poem.
But in the end, he still smiled and said:
"Why did Miss Du ask me this question?"
"Why? , can't the young lady ask?"
"Is Miss Du asking for herself, or for..."
"Who does Mr. Zheng want the young lady to ask for?"
p>"Miss Du, you are making things difficult for me."
Du Juan took two steps back, saluted Zheng Fan,
said:
"The criminal has been captured. Thank you Zheng Shoubei for sending troops to help."
"It's within my duties."
"The man was taken away because of his humble duty. Zheng Shoubei, see you again when we have a chance."
Zheng Fan nodded,
"Miss Du, be careful all the way."
"The same goes for Zheng Shoubei."
Du Juan left ,
A horse immediately carried the secret agent brother who had been knocked unconscious before;
A woman, holding a hemp rope in her hand, tied up two prisoners, Under the warm afternoon sun, we walked farther and farther.
Zheng Fan squinted his eyes at the sun.
Behind him, all four hundred barbarians were mounted and on standby.
The academy is still the same academy, but a few people died today.
Liang Cheng said to Zheng Fan:
"No one takes it in the academy?"
"Why do you take it? You can't carry it with your shoulders." Those who cannot be mentioned will not be able to help with the work even if they are taken back to Cuiliu Fort, and they will have to waste rice and food to feed them."
"But let them go like this, and immediately..."
< p>"Isn't the infamy coming soon? They will petition everywhere, write letters to their fellow students, and use all their strength and possibility to pay back the humiliation they suffered today?"Liang Cheng No more talking.
"A Cheng, you are suitable to lead troops in war.
Why didn't Zuo Jiqian accept this military order?
Why did the Jingnan Army have 50,000 soldiers? People and horses, but hundreds of soldiers came here to take away people?
Why is it that the woman named Du Juan only captured two prisoners and left, even though it was clearly a crime of harboring Qian Guo Xiazuo? The people below didn't even ask?"
Zheng Fan reached out and patted Liang Cheng on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"We are here to take the blame and bear the infamy. Yes, some people love XiyuIt's very rough, so someone below needs to take the blame. ”
“The Lord thinks better than me. ”
“But you have to take the blame. If you can take the blame, it proves that you are useful. Maybe I will reward you with three sweet dates or something. In order to eat this sweet date, who am I? Can't even care.
As for the future, since we people have come to this world, we don’t want to plan anything to spend our old age peacefully. "
Speaking,
Zheng Fan cast his gaze at the archway behind him,
said:
"Let them live, Let them give us publicity, free hype, don’t let it go in vain. ”
“The Lord is open-minded. ”
“If you don’t know how to flatter, don’t force yourself. Your flattery will always be the same as your own, too stiff.” "
"Haha, Lord, are we going back next? "
"Go back? Riding all the way for three hours just to bully a bunch of corrupt people? "
"Then where are we going? "
"Going to the place I have always wanted to go, since I am already prepared to be infamous, there is no need to make another big news. "
Zheng Fan raised his riding whip,
"Pa"
The horse spread its hooves and started galloping hard. Behind him, there were people following closely behind him. Liang Cheng and four hundred barbarian cavalry!
…………
The sunset is like blood,
A castle stands quietly under the sunset,
As far as the naked eye can see,
You can see similar fire forts from a distance on the east and west sides of the fort. If the perspective can continue to rise higher and higher, you can see that here A vast expanse of land was dotted with densely populated forts of various sizes.
They were not too close to each other.
They were far away,
Zheng Fan held them back. After taking off the reins,
the horse raised its hooves and stopped.
Behind him, the four hundred barbarian cavalry also took up the reins.
Looking at the fortress ahead, Zheng Fan showed a smile:
"Dagan, I'm here..."