Chapter 611 Yan Zheng Returns, Mr. Jian Is Angry, and Is Punished to Kneel

Ci Song also readily accepted this explanation. After all, if he was really made a general, neither his qualifications nor his age would be enough to convince the public.

And Yingtian also told Ci Song that the position of guard captain was not to restrain Ci Song, and Ci Song did not need to stay in Daliang because of this position. He could go wherever he wanted and do whatever he wanted. To put it bluntly, the Protector Commander was in name only. Ci Song did not have to perform the duties of the Protector Commander, but he could exercise the power of the Commander.

When Yingtian left, on Mo Zhi's recommendation, he asked Ciyang to follow him into the palace, saying that he wanted to test Ciyang. If Ciyang was really capable, Yingtian would grant him some positions. Now Yingtian is a time when he is thirsty for talents. Most of the people in the court today were promoted by his grandfather or uncle. Yingtian can be used, but he cannot be completely trusted. He needs to be in the court. Cultivate people who are completely loyal to themselves.

If Ci Yang is really as Mo Zhi said, whether in ability or talent, he is not inferior to him, then he can stay with him. Of course, the most important point is that Ci Yang is Ci Song's brother. Although they are not blood relatives, the relationship between the two is not bad. Winning over Ci Yang is equivalent to winning over Ci Song. Moreover, Ci Yang and Ci Song are behind the scenes. , but the two generals "Human Slaughter" and "Military God".

The reason why Yingtian trusts Ci writers so much is because he understands that Ci Qibai and Ci Song, father and son, are true literary men. The reason why they choose to help Daliang is only because of the feelings of family and country in their hearts. , and Daliang Kingdom was just a stop in their long life, which was very different from the civil servants and generals in the court.

After Yingtian and the others left, Ci Song and Mo Yao continued to study in the study room in the morning as before, and played with several uncles at home in the afternoon. When they had just taken out their books and were about to study, Ci Song then received a letter from Yan Sheng Academy.

The jade pendant around his waist shone with light, and then turned into words and reflected in the air, "Come to the academy. Dean Yan is back and wants to see you. - Yi Fusheng."

"Dean Yan is back?"

Ci Song was slightly stunned. Didn't his father leave with Dean Yan? Why did Dean Yan come back, but his father didn't?

"Where's father? Didn't he leave with Dean Yan?" Mo Yao, who was sitting next to Ci Song, was also confused.

"It seems we have to go to the academy."

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Yan Sheng Academy, in the medicine hall, as the dean of Yan Sheng Academy, Yan Zheng, who has always been extremely proud, is kneeling in front of the old president, Mr. Jian, while Mr. Yi is standing behind Yan Zheng, looking like he is riding a tiger in a dilemma. .

"Yan Zheng, I ask you again, do you know your mistake?" Mr. Jian said with a stern face, as if he hates iron but cannot become steel.

Yan Zheng knelt on the ground expressionlessly and replied: "Teacher, Zheng'er doesn't understand what the teacher means, and he doesn't know where he went wrong."

"Bastard, are you still so stubborn now?" Mr. Jian slammed the table, then stood up and pointed at Yan Zheng, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Teacher, please make it clear." Yan Zheng remained calm, showing no emotion at all due to Mr. Jian's anger.

"Yan Zheng, you have been brought up by me since you were a child. I ask you, from the time you can remember to now, how many times have you been asked to kneel down?" Mr. Jian continued to ask.

"Including this time, there are two times in total." Yan Zheng replied.

Hearing this, Mr. Jian's face became even more angry, and then he continued to ask: "Then I ask you, when was the last time I asked you to kneel down, and why."

After hearing Mr. Jian's words, Yan Zheng's expression finally changed. He wanted to speak, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

"Humph, since you don't want to say it, I will tell you for you. The last time I asked you to kneel down was thirty years ago. At that time, Ci Qibai's possession of the Wen Yun Orb was discovered by the Xianshi Palace. At that time, the Xianshi Palace sent Many half-saints want to take Ci Qibai back to the Master's Palace and take out the Wen Yun Orb from Ci Qibai's body."

"And as his best friend, what did you do at that time?"

Mr. Jian continued to ask: "It's just that you didn't choose to help Ci Qibai. You even wanted to inform the Master's Palace about Ci Qibai's whereabouts. I still remember the reason you gave at that time, saying that it was for the sake of the entire Wenzhou Dao, after the First Master Palace obtains the Wen Yun Orb, it will definitely find a way for the Semi-Saint to break through, and in this way, the entire Wen Dao will benefit. "

"The Master said: 'If a person is not benevolent, what is the courtesy? If a person is not benevolent, what is joy?' I ask you, did you have benevolence and righteousness in your heart at that time? What would Ci Qibai do if he heard your remarks? What do you think? I thought that letting you kneel in the Saint's Tower for three days and three nights would make you remember a lot, but now it seems that you don't realize your mistake at all."

"If it weren't for Ci Qibai, a boy who doesn't stick to trivial matters, is quite generous to you, and finally forgives you regardless of his past grudges, otherwise, just because of your actions, even if Ci Qibai kills you, I won't say a word. "

"And this time, you were even more wrong. As the dean of the academy, after something happened to your direct disciple, you didn't immediately choose to protect your disciple. You didn't even bother to save him. Instead, you chose to For the sake of righteousness, you want to leave Bai Ye alone in the world of chaos and do nothing to save him. How is your behavior different from that of thirty years ago? "

Mr. Jian became angrier as he spoke, while Yan Zheng became silent again.

"Old Dean, don't be angry and take care of yourself."

Mr. Yi Fusheng, who was on the side, became more and more agitated, fearing that something might happen to the old dean who had just recovered from his injuries. While helping him pat his back, he looked at Yan Zheng with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

"Teacher, Bai Ye's kid is fine." Yan Zheng was silent for a long time and finally said this.

"you."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jian suddenly raised his hand, as if he was going to slap Yan Zheng on the face. In the end, the slap did not fall. Mr. Jian retracted his hand and said coldly: "Then do you know that in order to save Yan Zheng What did Bai Ye pay for? One of the two most precious treasures of Ziluya Saint!"

"I don't think I was wrong. On the contrary, everything I did was for the sake of righteousness and to maintain the dignity of my Confucian literature." Yan Zheng still looked unrepentant.

"You, you, I have to beat you to death today, you bastard!"

Seeing that Mr. Jian was about to take action, Yi Fusheng quickly stood in front of Mr. Jian and persuaded him: "No, old dean."

"I still have to clean up the house of such traitors!"

Mr. Jian looked like he wanted to eat people. At this moment, the door of the room was opened. Ci Song quietly poked his head out, looked at the scene in the room, and asked in a low voice: "Am I here?" "What time?"

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