The tumultuous snowy night finally pa*sed and Qing Yu put down the bamboo slips in his hands and stretched out.
Although last night’s battle had a great impact on Qing Yu’s state of mind, with Qing Yu’s self-control, he quickly broke away and immersed himself in his quest for knowledge.
Ignoring Jin Mingxuan, who was lying on his desk, Qing Yu got up and prepared to go out. There were not many students left in the academy on the eighth day of the lunar month, so the academy’s canteen was closed, and today, in order to eat, one had to go to the restaurant at the bottom of Datong Mountain.
However, on the verge of leaving the door, properly speaking crossing the threshold, Qing Yu noticed something that he had to care about.
A shuriken tied with a strip of cloth was stuck diagonally on the doorpost outside the room.
Who was it?
The first thing that came to Seinfeld’s mind when he found the dart was not what was inside the cloth, but who, exactly, had stuck the dart in the doorpost.
The dart could not have been inserted before Qing Yu woke up from the effects of the waxing porridge, because Qing Yu had been in the courtyard last night when Ming Rui paid his respects to the mountain. At that time, the long river of Hao Qi was invoked and the whole academy was like daylight, so if it was inserted on the door post while faking death and unconsciousness, there was no way Qing Yu hadn’t seen it.
“This is really interesting ——”
Raising his hand to pluck the dart, which had been on the door post for nearly four hours, he untied the cloth tied at the end, “Pa*ser House.”
The familiar script, coupled with the special mark at the end that had been agreed upon with Luo Yan, the dart, no doubt, had been inserted into this door post by someone from Department Six.
The question was, who exactly was it? Qing Yu had not slept all night and had been studying the canon of “Yin and Yang”. If that person wanted to do this, he would have to conceal it from Qing Yu’s superior psychic senses. If that person wanted to do this, he would have to be able to conceal it from Qing Yu’s superior psychic senses. An ordinary Xiantian martial artist would not be able to do this.
Qing Yu rubbed his chin and glanced inside the room, an elusive glint in his eyes.
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“Lord Lu.”
In the elegant room downstairs, Qing Yu once again met his immediate superior, Lu Qifeng, the “Wind Chaser” of Department Six, and his partner Luo Yan, who had been with him for some time.
“Sit down.” Lu Qifeng raised his arm and gestured for Qing Yu to sit down.
“Thank you, Your Excellency.” Qing Yu sat honestly next to Luo Yan.
“Luo Yan has spoken to me about all the actions in recent days. It is good that you were able to find this person, Han Wenxin. I can’t imagine that someone from the Miscellaneous Clan would have the ability to harmonise both Confucian gongfu and other gongfu methods. Unfortunately, the Miscellaneous Family has been extinct in the world for a long time, and the texts left behind are extremely scarce, so it is a thousand times harder to deduce this method.” Lu Qifeng praised.
“My lord, can’t we catch Han Wenxin and force him to ask questions? With the strength of Department Six, it should be no problem to capture someone silently. Han Wenxin has graduated from the Shanhe Academy now, and there’s no way he can hide in the academy.” Qing Yu suggested.
Sixth Prince Feng Chaonan was a bit tricky with the cautious Han Wenxin at his side. With Han Wenxin’s cautiousness, the risk of exposing Zhang Qian, the pharmacist who was now under Feng Chaonan’s command, would invariably increase. If we can get rid of Han Wenxin, we can not only eliminate the risk of exposure, but also invariably bring Feng Chaonan closer to us.
If one of them leaves, there is a chance that the third party can take advantage of the situation and replace him.
Capturing Han Wenxin and forcing him to ask for the Dharma door was simple enough for Department Six, but Lu Qifeng still rejected this simple and tempting option, “No, the most important thing at the moment is the struggle for position in the literary world between Science and Shanhe Academy, and anything must give way before this matter. We can’t afford to make an issue out of it.”
“Qing Yu, how well have you practised the ‘Inner Sage Method of the Heavenly Principle’, and can you now simulate ‘Hao Ran Zheng Qi’?” Lu Qifeng asked.
“Slightly.” Qing Yu simulated a trace of “Hao Ran Zheng Qi” between his palms.
Lu Qifeng stared closely at this trace of “Hao Ran Zheng Qi”, and Qing Yu could feel that there was an invisible, very strange force touching the “Hao Ran Zheng Qi” in his hand.
This must be the spiritual power that can only be cultivated at the Divine Origin realm. Qing Yu thought to himself.
If it wasn’t for the fact that his mind was almost at the Divine Origin realm and his spiritual sense was too normal, he wouldn’t have been able to feel this invisible spiritual power.
“It’s a bit lacking,” said Lu Qifeng with a frown, “It’s missing a bit of the voluminous mood, it’s not frank enough.”
Correctly speaking, it is the mindset of justice that is missing. The overbearing nature of “Vast Righteousness” and the rejection of external paths could be simulated by Qing Yu through the “Heavenly Reason Inner Sage Method”, but that mentality of being righteous and daring to be the first in the world, don’t make it difficult for Qing Yu. Even if one makes one’s mind empty through the ‘Celestial Reincarnation Method’, it is still difficult to paint it with the colour of justice. At the root of it, it was really that Qing Yu’s life experience had left no point where he could possibly develop such a mentality.
“But it doesn’t matter,” Lu Qifeng loosened his frown again and spread his face, “when the time comes, Meng Shanhe won’t step in, so as long as the Ming Rui priest can pester Zhuge Long Su and the others with their divine essence, you can disguise ‘Hao Ran Zheng Qi’ with confidence and boldness.”
Disguise with confidence and boldness? In front of Zhuge Long Su and Ming Rui? Qing Yu’s heart thumped, how can you make me feel at ease like this.
“That, Lord Divine Constable ——,” Qing Yu asked cautiously, “you wouldn’t —— want me to participate in this literary competition, would you?”
“Right.” Lu Qifeng’s nod broke the last glimmer of hope in Qing Yu’s heart.
“This —— Lord,” Qing Yu said, “It is not that my subordinate refuses to do so, but it is really because the literary altar competition is a matter of great importance, and no matter what the academy does, it will not allow me, a new student, to take part in it.”
“This is not something you need to worry about, I will make the arrangements for you. All you have to do now is to go back and practice well, so that you don’t simulate unskillfully and get knocked down when the time comes.”
Yes, beaten down. It’s hard to imagine that the literary battle for the throne ends up being decided by force.
There is a literary battle for the position in the literary world, but it is the martial battle that is the key to victory or defeat. The reason is that the literary battle is a battle of words, a battle of words and a battle of words. The doctrines of science and Confucianism each have their own truths, and each has a different outlook on the world, so it’s hard to judge the winner. If you can’t be shameless, you can still be a scoundrel, and as long as you can find something to base your argument on, it’s not really easy to say you’ve lost. It’s not like everyone is a Zhuge villager who can make Wang Situ vomit blood on the spot.
Therefore, the literary world to the end, naturally have to develop into a martial arts battle, the winner stands, the loser lies, the winner is clear at a glance. The two schools of thought, both of which originate from Confucianism, and the Shanhe School is even more orthodox in Confucianism, are profoundly linked to the knowledge content of martial arts. Knowledge is power, and is perfectly embodied in Confucianism.
The more knowledgeable a Confucian is, the harder his fist will be.
“In this way, my subordinate follows orders.” When the words came to this end, Qing Yu could only reluctantly respond.
