"I do know an old pedant who likes to collect Bird Seal Script and all kinds of ancient books. He had all kinds of incomplete books, some of which even had a history of more than a thousand years. When I was young, I always wanted to visit him. I sent him many invitations, but I never had the chance to see him. The ancient book I was reading was left to me by one of his servants before he left. If the old man was still alive, he would be close to ninety years old. Wang Chong, if you can find him, you might be able to find some information. "
Lu Ting said solemnly. That old man wasn't a member of the Confucian Sect. He simply liked to read books. More importantly, he had an eccentric personality and didn't like to interact with others. Otherwise, he would have met him when he was young. Moreover, after more than 20 years, no one knew if the old man was still alive. Even Lu Ting felt that the chances were slim.
"Scholar Lu, what's the name of that old man? I'll send someone to look for him."
Wang Chong said. Although the chances were slim, Wang Chong still decided to give it a try.
The Central Divine Prefecture was extremely vast. Finding a single person, especially one that didn't like to live in groups, was like finding a needle in a haystack. It was extremely difficult, and this was the reason why Lu Tingzhi felt that his chances were slim. However, Wang Chong had gathered more than eighty percent of the great clans in the empire. Their influence was spread all over the Nine States. If he were to borrow their power, he might be able to find the old scholar who liked to collect ancient books.
"Wen Choushu!"
Lu Ting said.
In an instant, the hall fell silent again.
"Actually, if you want to know more about him, there's another way."
Suddenly, The King of Song broke the silence.
"Your Highness! “
The King of Song's words surprised everyone. Wang Chong's heart was also moved, and he turned his head to look. Although information on the Confucian Sect was difficult to find, there was one person who did.
The King of Song's gaze was like lightning as he slowly swept his gaze over the crowd. Without waiting for them to guess, he directly announced the answer.
"King Qi, Li Chengqi!"
After all, the King of Song had been in the court for many years. He was knowledgeable and had weathered many storms. Even Wang Chong was impressed by the King of Song's wisdom in the court.
"The Confucian Sect can't possibly hide its tracks forever. At the very least, King Qi knows. With his personality, if he didn't know the other party's background and felt that the other party was qualified to cooperate with him, he would never listen to the other party's orders. Moreover, King Qi was proud and conceited. Of the four people, Grand Preceptor, King Qi, the Prime Minister, and the First Prince, King Qi happened to be the most impatient and the most difficult to keep secrets. Old butler, I'll leave this matter to you. "
The King of Song replied without turning his head.
"I understand."
The old butler, dressed in a black robe, stood behind The King of Song and bowed respectfully. There was no expression on his face.
Wang Chong mentally breathed a long sigh of relief at this sight. The King of Song, his big uncle, Lu Tingzhi, Elder Zhao … each of these people had their own experience and wisdom, which was why Wang Chong had gathered them together.
'A single thread does not make a thread, and a single tree does not make a forest.' If they wanted to resist this unknown faction, they could only work together. And reality had proven that the King of Song and the others truly could provide Wang Chong with even more important assistance.
Thumpthumpthump!
Just as everyone was talking, a series of hurried knocks came from outside the door.
"Who is it!?"
King Song grimaced and turned his head to look at the source of the noise. The mood in the hall instantly froze.
"Your Highness, there is a subordinate of the King of Foreign Lands outside. He says that he has an urgent matter and requests an audience!"
A voice came from outside the door. It was the captain of The King of Foreign Lands's guard. A few moments later, rumble! The door opened, and the travel-worn Eagle strode in.
"Milord, there's a problem. It's news from the Kunwu Training Camp."
The Eagle's face was solemn, and he did not dare to say anything else. He got down on one knee in front of Wang Chong and respectfully handed over the letter in his hand.
Wang Chong opened the letter. There were only a few lines on it. The first matter was that Wang Chong's instructor at the Kunwu Training Camp, Zhao Qianqiu, had been captured. The second matter was that the Confucian school had formally advanced into the Three Great Training Camps.
Bzzz! Towards the end, Wang Chong grimaced and stood up.
"The King of Song, Big Uncle, Lord Zhangchou, and Seniors, I have some matters to attend to and will take my leave."
Wang Chong swiftly left, passing through the gate of the King of Song Residence and boarding a carriage. Behind him, the travel-worn Old Eagle also entered the carriage.
"When did this happen?"
Wang Chong asked.
"It happened not long ago. I've already sent people to investigate. The Kunwu Training Camp isn't far from here. We should have news soon. "
The Eagle said respectfully.
Flap flap flap. Just as he was speaking, a messenger pigeon flapped its wings and flew into the carriage. More news came, but the situation was not optimistic.
The Confucian school's display of proclamations throughout the capital, vigorously promoting its achievements, was only the beginning. While Wang Chong and The King of Song were exploring the secrets of the Confucian school, Li Junxian was leading the Confucian Sect in setting their sights on the illustrious Three Great Training Camps of the Tang Dynasty.
Not long ago, an important piece of news was announced. The Tang dynasty's Three Great Training Camps had added a Confucian Hall of Benevolence and Righteousness. Henceforth, the Three Great Training Camps not only taught infantry, cavalry, and archers, as well as various strategies and strategies, but also added a Confucian education that emphasized benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom. If one did not pass the examination of the Hall of Benevolence and Righteousness, they would not be able to graduate from the Three Great Training Camps, nor would they be able to join any of the armies of the Tang Dynasty. And if one failed the examination three times, they would be expelled from the Three Great Training Camps, unable to receive any further training or study.
"Absurd!"
Seated in his carriage, Wang Chong clenched the letter in his hand into a ball, his entire person seething with rage.
The Three Great Training Camps had been established as a place to train generals, with the primary goal of learning martial arts and the art of war. The essence of war was to kill. The Confucian Sect was now promoting benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom in the Three Great Training Camps, and they were even using this as the standard for the examination. This was the exact opposite of the original purpose of the Three Great Training Camps.
As the instructor of the training camps, it was precisely because Zhao Qianqiu couldn't stand the sight of this that he argued forcefully, resulting in him being captured by the royal court.
"Lord, the Three Great Training Camps are established by the Holy Emperor, and their standing is transcendent. Not even the military is allowed to approach them. How could they possibly have the capability to extend their hands in there and issue such a ridiculous order?"
The Eagle said grimly.
The more he understood, the more fearful The Eagle became of the Confucian Sect. Their capabilities seemed to be limitless, and they were able to interfere in any matter.
"It must be because of the First Prince!"
Wang Chong leaned against the carriage with a grim expression.
"The Three Great Training Camps are under the direct control of the Holy Emperor, and ordinary people are unable to interfere in their affairs. However, with the First Prince presiding over the royal court, as long as they have a decree from him, the Confucian Sect will be able to enter. Furthermore, as long as the Confucian Sect uses the excuse of 'cultivating both civil and martial arts', they will be able to pass this order! "
Even though this matter had happened too abruptly and there was no further news, Wang Chong only needed a moment of thought to deduce the crux of the matter.
Swoosh!
While they were talking, another carrier pigeon flew into the carriage through the window. At almost the same time, a soft creak came from outside, as if someone had boarded the carriage.
"Milord, there's a problem. I've just received news that the Imperial Court has just passed a decree forbidding the construction of any private facilities within one hundred li of the Three Great Training Camps. All manors and buildings are to be demolished. Milord, Deflecting Blade Manor … is in trouble. "
Zhang Que's voice came from outside, his voice growing softer and softer.
There were far too many!
The matter of Su Hanshan and Li Siye in the northwest had not yet been resolved, and the Three Great Training Camps were already in turmoil. Although there was no evidence, even a blind man could tell that the Confucian Sect had come with a menacing aura aimed at Wang Chong.
The Three Great Training Camps were the foundation of the empire, and countless future generals of the empire had come from them.
Wang Chong's subordinates, Chen Burang, Sun Zhiming, and Su Hanshan, had all come from Kunwu Training Camp, and Deflecting Blade Manor was Wang Chong's private territory and gathering place, where countless elite disciples of the Three Great Training Camps had gathered. Wang Chong had also used this opportunity to impart his own military strategies, using his own methods to train the empire's future generals.
Deflecting Blade Manor was extremely close to Kunwu Training Camp, and with the Imperial Court's decree, Wang Chong's Deflecting Blade Manor was immediately demolished. There was no doubt that this order was aimed at Wang Chong.
A storm was brewing. The Confucian school's attack this time was far more ferocious than anyone had imagined.
"… In addition, Milord, we just received news that the Confucian Sect has dispatched many Confucian scholars to the various tea houses and restaurants to promote the concept of the Harmonious World. In addition, the number of storytellers has also increased."
Zhang Que added from outside.
Qixi Protectorate, Deflecting Blade Manor, Kunwu Training Camp, Confucian lectures … the Confucian offensive was like a storm, and even The Eagle and Zhang Que felt an enormous pressure.
Wang Chong said nothing, slowly closing his eyes. However, tapping sounds could be heard from within the carriage. Wang Chong's fingers were tapping rhythmically.
"Stop!"
Wang Chong suddenly said. With this order, the horses neighed and the carriage came to a halt.
This order was so abrupt that The Eagle and Zhang Que immediately turned to look at Wang Chong. All was quiet, save for the noise of the crowd and the rumbling of the carriage.
"Pass on my order. Use my name to gift Deflecting Blade Manor to Kunwu Training Camp. In the future, it will be the Kunwu Training Camp's training ground!"
A few moments later, Wang Chong suddenly spoke. He slowly opened his eyes. In that instant, his gaze was resolute and incomparably deep.
"Ah!"
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