As the sky slowly darkened, the sky slowly darkened.
Kong Yingda was still seated in front of his desk, frantically looking through several things.
In order to placate the people in the estate, Old Lady Kong had left Kong Yingda's room early on.
In truth, Kong Yingda wasn't looking at anything. Instead, he was looking through all the information his spies had gathered.
He even gathered all the small and large matters that had passed through his hands in the last year. Although Kong Yingda couldn't find anything useful, this was precisely what left him perplexed.
Because he couldn't find any records on Zhang Feng in the Liang Province Residence!
Although there really was a Zhang Clan in Phoenix Ridge, and they had indeed been caught in a landslide and drowned in the Qinling Mountains, no one knew where that Zhang Feng had gone.
He had once heard the Crown Prince mention this Zhang Feng to Hou Junji, and it seemed that someone had brought a portrait of Zhang Feng to the Liang Province Residence and Phoenix Ridge. Although he could roughly confirm Zhang Feng's identity, there was still one point that was suspicious.
How had Zhang Feng managed to escape?
Moreover, who was that esteemed teacher of Zhang Feng's?
Who had seen him?
Who knew his name?
Why didn't anyone know about his strange abilities before?
And why had no one ever mentioned them in any of the secret and unofficial records?
This was especially true for the matter of setting bones, the white paper, the cigarettes, and the fine salt. If such important matters were true, why hadn't there been a single clue?
And even if they had come from another region, the Tang Dynasty had been so prosperous, and there had been so many foreign merchants from the Han Dynasty to the present. Why had no one brought these things to the Tang Dynasty?
Why did it have to be that brat Zhang Feng?
This was the greatest question.
Kong Yingda couldn't help but be even more curious about Zhang Feng's identity and why Zhang Feng had chosen to stay in Mount Xiao.
He felt that this brat had chosen to stay in Mount Xiao for some reason, and who was that merchant called Lao Li?
Why couldn't he find anything in such a small place like Chang 'an City?
Logically speaking, if he had such a close relationship with Zhangsun Wuji, there should be some clues!
But why couldn't he find anything?
Why didn't he collect money? Why did he gather more than three thousand students on the mountain? What was he trying to do?
Moreover, the Crown Prince and the others were willing to stay on the mountain?
What exactly was he plotting?
Kong Yingda could not help but break out in a cold sweat as he connected all the incidents together.
Then, he thought about what he had encountered.
Kong Yingda felt that there was a shocking conspiracy going on.
After all, if there was no conspiracy, why would everything be so coincidental?
Most importantly, Zhang Feng's teaching theory was completely different from the traditional teaching methods of the Shandong landowning households!
Could it be that Zhang Feng, that bastard, was targeting him for these things?
In addition, if the emperor wants to find the person behind the scenes, does he want to start with me, Kong Yingda?
Are the Shandong landowning households really soft persimmons?
It would have been better if he did not think that way. Now that he thought about it, Kong Yingda instantly felt that something was really wrong.
Especially when he encountered such a thing at this time, Kong Yingda could not help but think of more things. After all, such a thing had happened at this time.
At the thought of this.
Kong Yingda really could not sit still anymore.
He took a deep breath and looked at the sky that was gradually darkening outside the window. He quietly put on his clothes and went to the door to take a look. When he saw that the manservant was dozing off at the door, he called out softly, "Dumbo Kong, come in and talk!"
Dumbo Kong was Kong Yingda's page boy and also the manservant who was dozing off at the door. However, when he heard his master's call, he hurriedly wiped the saliva off his mouth and hurried into the study.
"Master, shall I prepare some food for you?"
Kong Yingda waved his hand and said, "There's no need. Quickly go and prepare some clothes for an old farmer and a mule for me."
Eh?
Dumbo Kong was instantly scared half to death and hurriedly said, "Master, what are you …"
Kong Yingda glared at him coldly. "Why are you spouting so much nonsense when I'm asking you to do something? Don't spread this, or Old Man will break your legs! "
Dumbo Kong was so frightened that he hurriedly scrambled out.
After spending the time it took to eat a meal, Kong Yingda, dressed as an old farmer, mixed in with a group of swill collectors from the back door of Kong Residence and left his own residence.
Kong Yingda stared ruefully at the Imperial Guards at the gates, but his eyes were also filled with boundless rage and indignation.
Since when did he have to enter and leave his own house in such humiliation?
It was all because of that damned Zhang Feng and that old bastard Niu Jinda!
Having reached this point in his train of thought, Kong Yingda followed the group of people out of the city just as the gates were about to close. As soon as he was out of the moat, the drawbridge over the moat began to rise up into the air.
A few commoners looked at the people among them and bowed slightly. "Kong Gong, why don't we accompany you?"
These people had been shuttling through these places all year round and naturally knew who Kong Yingda was. Moreover, they only dared to take the risk because of Dumbo Kong's instructions. Otherwise, would they have dared to do something like that?
It was something that could cost them their lives.
After all, they had been illuminated by Kong Yingda over the years. It was only after Dumbo Kong repeatedly promised that no one else would know about it that they finally agreed. Nonetheless.
After all, who was Zhang Feng?
They knew better than anyone else.
Zhang Feng was their great savior at the moment, and they did not dare to offend him so easily.
Moreover, the news of Kong Yingda offending the emperor was spreading like wildfire in Chang 'an today, which made them even more suspicious.
Kong Yingda pulled out a huge stack of banknotes from his chest and gave them to them in every possible way before finally offering a fist-palm salute. "This journey is fraught with danger, so we shall part ways here! Thank you for your trouble, and I hope that you can forget about what happened tonight! "
The old farmer could not help asking curiously, "Are you … really going to Mount Yi?"
Kong Yingda laughed bitterly. "Yes!"
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