Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the end of the second month. The meeting of the Protectorate was nearing its end, and the matters that needed to be discussed had already been decided. The originally tense and serious atmosphere in the administration began to relax slightly.
After Zhang Yu returned to his dormitory from the Great Council Hall, he began his daily breathing exercises. As his Qi circulated, the vermilion gloves on his hands began to glow faintly.
Because it was not allowed to carry a sword within the administration, the Xia Sword was left at home. However, he still had this pair of gloves, so he had been refining it these past few days.
After a long time, someone gently knocked on the door and asked, "Is Lord Zhang here?"
Zhang Yu opened his eyes and walked out from the inner room. When he opened the door, he saw a young official standing there. He asked, "What is it?"
The young official clasped his hands and said, "Lord Zhang, yesterday, someone tried to kidnap Yan Xulun, but they did not succeed. En, the process has been drafted into a report, please take a look."
As he spoke, he held up a document and handed it forward.
Zhang Yu received it and thanked him. The young official hurriedly said that it was no problem, bowed again, and left. He closed the door, sat down in the inner room, and opened the report to take a look.
The process was not complicated. Around midnight yesterday, nine people tried to break in to rescue Yan Xulun. However, the place where this person was locked up was loose on the outside but tight on the inside. A trap had been set up long ago in order to attract others to come and rescue him. Therefore, none of the people who rushed in managed to escape. Unfortunately, none of them survived in the end, so they didn't find any useful clues.
However, there was a rather eye-catching part of the story. These people who tried to break out all turned into something indescribable.
He pulled out a picture from the back of the report, and the picture clearly showed this thing.
It was a human-shaped object. At first glance, it looked like a piece of shriveled skin, but there were joints like tree barks on the surface, which made people feel uncomfortable.
The people present could not tell what it was, but temporarily classified it as the use of some kind of spiritual power.
After looking at it, he thought for a moment.
If he wasn't mistaken, this thing should be a tree corpse.
This thing was not rare hundreds of years ago. Many indigenous tribes would dispose of the corpses of their own people and bury them in a tree hole called the Kaka Tree. The tribal priests would absorb the spirituality of the tree through a certain ritual, and then they would be "resurrected" and become the loyal guards of the tribe.
The combat strength of these things varied, but they had a special characteristic, which was that they could share everything they saw with others through eye contact. Later on, these things were simply used to transmit messages.
Therefore, it was obvious that the tree corpses did not come here to snatch Yan Xulun away, but to send him a message.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu took a pen and paper and wrote down his own opinions and some suggestions. Then, he folded it up and put it in an envelope. He called in the servant waiting outside and asked him to send it to the judge of Yan Xulun. He himself ignored these disturbances and continued to meditate in his bedroom.
A few more days passed. On the twenty-fifth day of the second lunar month, the scholars' meeting finally came to an end.
After Liu Fengquan announced the end of the meeting at the Acting Governor's Office, he and the other officials left with tired expressions. In the past twenty days, they had received too much stimulation and consumed too much energy.
The group of Tianxia soldiers, under the arrangement of the An Xun Council, went to An Lu Residence for a banquet.
After the banquet, everyone said goodbye to each other and dispersed.
Zhang Yu also wanted to go back, but Kuang Gong and Yu Gong asked him to stay. He guessed that these two had something to tell him, so he followed them to an open platform on the top floor.
From here, he could directly see the Teng Sea. The field of vision was very wide.
After the three people were seated, Yu Gong said, "Lord Zhang, after today, Old Kuang and I will return to the islands in the outer sea. But before we leave, I am very worried about something. I can only ask you to pay more attention."
Zhang Yu said, "Please speak, Yu Gong."
Yu Gong stroked his beard and said, "The current Liu Fengquan can't be said to be mediocre, but he doesn't have much of a responsibility. If the Protectorate was in a peaceful era, with each department doing their job and the soldiers wholeheartedly protecting the people, then he would be able to maintain a stable situation. But now …"
As he spoke, he shook his head.
At this time, Kuang Gong interrupted, "Old Yu likes to speak in such a secretive manner. Lord Zhang, I believe that you can also see that the Protectorate is gradually becoming chaotic. The root of this is the Army of God!"
Zhang Yu also agreed with this view. Without the Army of God, the Subversive Faction wouldn't be able to stir up any waves and would be easily suppressed. It was precisely because of the Army of God that the Subversive Faction's ambitions had been fostered.
Kuang Gong's expression was solemn as he said, "The Army of God's performance this time is very abnormal. Based on our understanding of the Army of God, they are a pack of jackals and wolves. Now that we've repeatedly suppressed them, they actually didn't put up any resistance. When did jackals and wolves become so docile? The only explanation is that they are enduring silently! They are enduring silently now so that they can eat more meat in the future! "
Yu Gong looked at Zhang Yu and said sincerely, "Us old fellows can't do much besides having some fame and these old bones. Lord Zhang, you are a Xia soldier and also a Xuanxiu who defeated the Army of God. Thus, we can only ask you to keep an eye on the Army of God. If there is anything you need, Lord Zhang can ask the An Xun to write to us. We will fully support you."
Zhang Yu raised his sleeves and put his hands together. He replied, "Elders, this Yu can't say that I will definitely be able to do anything, but I will do my best."
Solemnly, Yu Gong and Kuang Gong also returned the greeting.
Zhang Yu chatted with the two for a while longer before he got up and left.
After he left, Yu Gong asked, "Old Man Kuang, what do you think of this Zhang Shijun?"
Kuang Gong said, "This young man should have a powerful elder."
Yu Gong glanced at him and said, "Old Man Kuang, do you still need to say this? If Zhang Shijun didn't have a powerful elder to teach him knowledge and etiquette, how could he be as outstanding as he is now? "
Kuang Gong shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about this. Old Man Yu, don't you think it's strange?"
Yu Gong said, "What's strange about it?"
Kuang Gong said in a low voice, "We are all nearly 120 years old. In the past, the young people who were deeply influenced by Tianxia's etiquette would more or less ask us questions after meeting us. What is it like in Tianxia? There are very few exceptions, but this young man didn't mention it at all. "
He took a deep breath and said, "So I guess he might have an elder like us who also came from Tianxia. So he didn't have to ask us these things."
Yu Gong nodded and stroked his beard, "Old Man Kuang, what you said is true. Could it be an old friend …"
Kuang Gong suddenly said, "Maybe he's not an ordinary person."
"Hmm?"
Kuang Gong didn't say anything more. He stood up and said, "Let's go."
Yu Gong was stunned and said, "Go where?
Kuang Gong looked at him with disdain and said, "If you don't go now, do you want a sea of people to see you off tomorrow? You've lived for more than a hundred years. Do you still want this?"
Yu Gong pointed at him angrily. "Old Kuang, you're good. You won't even let me have a good sleep."
Kuang Gong snorted and said slowly, "Don't sleep. In a few years, there will be plenty of time for you to sleep."
Yu Gong said in annoyance, "Don't curse me. If you want to sleep, sleep alone. I still want to live to see the day when the beacon is lit."
Kuang Gong suddenly fell silent. After a while, he said, "Can you see it?"
Duke Yu's movements paused as he stroked his white beard. Looking at the churning waves in the distance, he vaguely saw Tian Xia's army a hundred years ago with their flags fluttering in the wind, welcoming the rising sun as they crossed the sea. He slowly said, "Yes, we definitely can!"
Zhang Yu left An Lu Residence and returned to the school.
Although he had decided to go to the outer seas after the meeting, there were still some things he had to deal with before that.
During February, there were many new students entering the academy. Because the Mystic Palace had become much stronger last year and had wiped out EsGod one after another, there were many students who wanted to join the academy. Furthermore, there were also some students who wanted to join the academy.
Because he was participating in the meeting, he could only leave the training to Xin Yao. However, it seemed like he would have to ask her to work for him for a while.
He walked all the way back to his residence, and as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a tender meow was heard. Miao Danjun rushed out of his residence and circled around him, following him wherever he went. When he sat down on a chair, Miao Danjun jumped onto his knees.
He reached out and stroked Miao Danjun's soft golden fur a few times. Then, he looked up at Li Qinghe and asked, "Qinghe, did anything happen while I was away?"
Li Qing He said, "Sir, there was a letter sent by Teacher Xin yesterday. Qing He placed it in Sir's study."
Speaking of this, he smiled and said, "In the month that you were away, only Yan Shaolang came by a few times. Each time, he brought some pills for Miao Danjun, saying that they were different flavors. However, Miao Danjun didn't eat them even once, so I had to throw them away."
Zhang Yu nodded and asked Li Qinghe to bring the letter over. He opened it and read it.
The letter listed some students who didn't choose to join Xuanfu but had the talent to cultivate Xuan.
After flipping through it, he found that there were more than ten such people. If they could all join Xuanfu, then it wouldn't be long before there would be a group of elite disciples in the lower levels of Xuanfu.
However, all of this depended on their own choice. For cultivation, one's own will was very important. If these students could really make great achievements in their specialization, then they didn't have to cultivate Xuan.
He thought for a moment, took a pen and paper from the table, and wrote a letter in a flash. He handed it to Li Qinghe and said, "Give this letter to Xin Yao. I have to go to sea because of something. It will take me seven or eight days to half a month to return. I'll have to trouble her for a few more days."
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