Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 364: Ink-stained Sky, Zhang Juzheng
Of course, if Master Chen’s surname is not Chen, it is impossible for him to have a descendant with the surname Chen.

Zhang Yuan's eyes flickered slightly.

This teacher is much smarter than I thought.

He knew from Shanzhu's memory that one of the two Confucian and Taoist elites was a lurker.

At first Zhang Yuan thought it was Guo Chang, but later he found out it wasn't.

Since Guo Chang is not a lurker, it can only be Chen Wenli.

According to the original plan, Chen Wenli would definitely be able to enter Bailu Academy.

In other words, Chen Wenli entered Bailu Academy just for the Master?

Perhaps, the Master has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and the immortals and demons need to investigate his true strength and find out whether he is alive or dead?

Zhang Yuan turned to look at Master Chen, who smiled and nodded.

"Let him go to Haoran Academy. There are people with great integrity there. They act with determination and are the most upright and capable of fighting among the four academies."

"Meng Haoran can't tolerate any sand in his eyes."

"Let's see how long he can last in Haoran Academy."

Meng Haoran, the headmaster of Haoran Academy, has an everlasting noble spirit. With one sword he can conquer mountains and rivers. His combat power is the strongest among all Confucianists except Master Chen.

Zhang Yuan didn't say anything.

He felt that as a warrior, he had no need to get involved in Confucian and Taoist affairs.

These Confucianists and Taoists may seem a bit pedantic, but they are actually very sinister in secret.

……

Zhengyang County, a small martial arts school.

Zuoqiu Ren was holding a scroll in his hand.

Demonic Sky Map

This was a painting that Zhang Yuan repainted in the courtyard at his request, and he also re-painted it himself.

Looking at the scroll, a trace of regret appeared on his face.

He knew that it was impossible to copy the true meaning of a Taoist work.

Even Zhang Yuan himself could not draw a "Demon Sky Map" that could open up a cave space, at least not before entering the Cave Profound Realm.

That's right. Although the painting in Zuoqiu Ren's hand can also show the scene of Qingtianzhou with evil clouds covering the sky and Confucianism and Taoism like isolated islands in the waves, its charm is much worse.

Putting down the scroll, his eyes fell on the paper roll in front of him.

The words on this scroll were also written by Zhang Yuan for him to see.

He and Zhang Yuan exchanged books in the Chunshantu courtyard, expressing his desire to go to Qingtianzhou, even if it was just to do his best to help Confucianism and Taoism fight against demons, immortals and Buddhas, which showed his open mind.

But Zhang Yuan persuaded him.

"What Qingtianzhou lacks is not a Confucian master, but Confucian elites who can protect and pass on Confucianism."

"There are countless elites like this in Yongtianzhou."

"Countless Confucian and Taoist students who have spent their entire lives in silence have never been able to pass the civil service examinations, and can only waste their years."

"If they could go to Qingtian Continent, they would find that the world is completely different."

Zhang Yuan's words made Zuo Qiuren feel his blood boiling and he felt as if he was ten years younger.

At this moment, on the pages of the book in front of him were the words Zhang Yuan left for him.

These words can help him spread the word and let more people know that there is a place outside of Jiuzhou that needs the scholars and warriors of Daqin.

Standing up, he tucked the scroll under his arm, took a deep breath, held the paper on the table, and walked out of the courtyard.

"Headmaster Zuoqiu is here!"

"The headmaster is still going to talk about the four major academies today, right?"

"Headmaster, is there really a Confucian and Taoist tradition on Qingtian Continent that can stand alone against immortals and demons?"

Outside the courtyard, the students crowded around, all with eager eyes.

……

Imperial City.

Qianyang Palace.

Emperor Yuankang sat behind a long desk with a calm expression.

"The eldest prince has already burned the petition requesting permission to go to Qingtian Continent, and personally wrote a banner reading 'Do your part' and hung it in his study."

Below, Yu Kuizhen reported in a low voice.

The eldest prince Ying Rong wrote a letter requesting to go to Qingtianzhou to continue the fortune of Confucianism and Taoism in Jiuzhou.

The eldest prince is the candidate for the crown prince. Is he going to give up his position?
For a moment, the court was in an uproar, and all officials were at a loss, not knowing why such a thing had happened.

In the imperial city, there are only a few people who have read the travelogue of Qingtianzhou.

Having participated in the entire process and read the Qingtianzhou Travel Notes in full, Yu Kuizhen was frightened. He hurried to see Zhao Yu and hinted at something that had not yet spread in the imperial city.

Zhao Yu was very smart. When he went to meet Zhang Yuan in the Chunshantu courtyard, he told him all these things.

Zhang Yuan happened to want to give Zuoqiu Ren some advice, so he wrote a message to the eldest prince.

It’s very simple, just one sentence.

Do your own thing.

As a direct descendant of the Qin royal family, he has his own mission and responsibilities.

It was this sentence that made the eldest prince go to Qianyang Palace to admit his mistake, then take back his memorial and burn it.

Yu Kuizhen played a role in this matter, but she did not dare to let anyone else know except the emperor.

If the Fifth Prince and the other two imperial concubines knew that it was Yu Kuizhen who stopped the First Prince from going to Qingtianzhou, they would probably hate him to death and would never let him go.

It is said that when the eldest prince took the memorial back, the fifth prince was very disappointed in his mansion.

"There are nine wheels in the Nine-Turn Wheel. The others are hidden in the Imperial Household Department's treasury. You can take three. If you take more, you won't be able to control them."

The emperor's voice sounded slowly.

Yu Kuizhen's face was full of surprise, and he quickly bowed and left the hall.

The emperor only rewards those who have made contributions.

He did the right thing and the emperor rewarded him.

After Yu Kuizhen left the hall, Emperor Yuan Kang's eyes fell on the paper scroll in front of him.

"The youth of Daqin are filled with lofty ambitions, fighting against heaven and earth to enter Qingzhou."

"Young man, you should go where you should go."

"Go and train in the strong winds and waves."

"Outside Yongtianzhou, there is a vast world."

"With the rising sun in my heart, I have nothing to fear. I dare to dedicate my youth to the Great Qin."

……

"It's great to be young..." Emperor Yuankang whispered softly with a gleam in his eyes.

"Yuan Tong."

In the hall, a blue-gray figure floated down and knelt on one knee.

The body seemed invisible and formless.

"Go to the Bailu Academy in Qingtianzhou and see the seventeenth ancestor, King Yi, Ying Xuan, and bring back the Demonic Heaven Diagram."

"Take a copy of Ying Rong's memorial and tell him," Emperor Yuan Kang pondered for a moment before saying softly, "The descendants of the Ying family will never forget the mountains and rivers of the Nine Continents."

……

Dragons and snakes run across the thousands of miles of Cangshan Mountains, and white deer are chased by flying snow all over the sky.

Bailu Academy is the leader of the four major academies, the leader of Confucianism and Taoism in resisting immortals and demons, and the ruler of tens of millions of miles and hundreds of millions of people.

When Zhang Yuan arrived at Bailu Mountain, he saw the Bailu Academy, which stretched for more than a hundred miles, built against the mountain, with layers upon layers that seemed to have no end in sight.

"Junior brother, the academy is divided into upper and lower courtyards, as well as more than ten courtyards such as inner, outer, left, and right. According to the master's instructions, once you are familiar with it, you will lead a courtyard."

"Of course, I know you're only here temporarily to practice, but that's the academy's rules. You're the fourth disciple under the Master, and you're the junior uncle and grandmaster of the entire White Deer Academy."

On the mountain path, the one accompanying Zhang Yuan and talking to him was the Master's second disciple, Kong Wenyuan.

The three disciples before the Master's seat, the eldest disciple Zhuang Moxuan, who was a master of writing, was well versed in Confucianism and Taoism, and was acting as the principal of Bailu Academy.

The second disciple, Kong Wenyuan, is a man of great talent and is known as the most talented person in Bailu Mountain.

The third disciple, Meng Shuyao, whose calligraphy is as beautiful as jade, is known as the most beautiful woman in the four academies.

Now, the master who has been in seclusion for a hundred years has accepted another disciple.

Zhang Juzheng.

Outside the city of Yunhe County, one stroke of the brush painted the devilish clouds covering the sky, and one stroke of the brush opened up a world of ink and brush.

The sky is dyed with ink, Zhang Juzheng.

At the end of the mountain path, there was a thatched cottage and bamboo garden. The teacher waved and asked Zhang Yuan to go over.

"How about the White Deer Academy?"

The Master stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the endless pavilions and buildings, and spoke softly.

Zhang Yuan looked forward and nodded, saying, "The Great Dao lasts forever, and this is the place where Haoran flourishes."

The Master was silent for a moment before he said calmly, "If I die, how long can this place prosper?"

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Yuan.

"Look, how much life do I have left?"

(End of this chapter)