Film and TV: Starting from the Night Watchman of Dafeng

Chapter 20 Reveal this boy’s true face to the public!

"Indeed... huh? How can you be disrespectful to the saint's carving knife?" An old man nodded, then immediately reacted and scolded in feigned anger.

Chen Tai accepted it calmly.

"Dean, you can't just keep hanging your hands up all the time." Wei An raised his left hand and said helplessly.

We agreed to view the relics of the sages, but he had to take charge. Now what?

"This..." Zhao Shouyi was at a loss for words. After a moment's thought, he said, "Put the carving knife in your sleeve. I'll take you to ask the Supervisor. If they ask who is the best weapon refiner in the world, no one can surpass him."

"it is good."

Wei An responded decisively.

"Sir, in order not to attract attention, let Wuyang and I go alone." Zhao Shou looked at the two old gentlemen and Chen Tai.

"That's how it should be."

"Nothing's wrong, don't worry."

The two old gentlemen nodded and comforted Wei An again.

Chen Tai said nothing and patted his arm.

Zhao Shou walked closer to Wei An and said, "Let's go quickly and come back soon. The princess is still waiting."

...

The Observatory is the tallest building in the capital.

The top of the observatory is the Bagua Terrace.

The Sitianjian is usually on the Bagua Terrace...looking down at the human world.

A clear light lit up in front of the observatory.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous in the Imperial Astronomical Observatory?"

"Dean."

"I met the dean."

"... "

The warrior who spoke first buried his head the deepest.

"I have something to ask the Supervisor." Zhao Shou said in a calm tone, without looking away.

"The supervisor is at the Bagua Terrace. The dean can go up on his own." The person who spoke seemed to be a senior official in the Sitian Supervisor. The chest of his white robe was embroidered with a stove, and the surrounding area was mostly embroidered with herbs. The person's eyes fell on Wei An's face. "Who is this?"

Zhao Shou was not at all surprised that some people in the Imperial Observatory did not recognize Wei An. Most of these people only had refining equipment in their minds.

"Come up."

A low and vicissitudes of life voice came slowly.

Zhao Shou and Wei An disappeared.

"Supervisor." Zhao Shou bowed and introduced Wei An, "No problem, this is the Supervisor of the Imperial Observatory."

"My humble humble opinion is to meet the Supervisor." Wei An bowed deeply.

The old man's hair was like snow, his clothes were like frost, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were bright and deep, as if he had experienced thousands of reincarnations, and his heart was transparent and unfathomable.

"My young friend is extremely talented and a genius. When I was your age, my achievements were not even one or two times as great as yours." The supervisor said with a smile.

Zhao Shou couldn't help but look at him sideways because he talked too much.

"Don't dare to take it seriously."

"Please sit down." The supervisor waved his hand, and the small red clay stove on the horizontal table ignited by itself. In a moment, the teapot began to puff out hot steam, and a faint tea fragrance spread.

"Good tea."

Zhao Shou said hello and sat down with Wei An, one in front of the other.

The warden reached out and picked up the teapot, and the tea gurgled into the cup. "What brings you here, Dean? It's not for this cup of tea, is it?"

Zhao Shou didn't say anything more and told the story of the carving knife.

Wei An also cooperated and handed over the carving knife from Yinzi's sleeve.

He held the hilt of the knife with his hand, and the blade was horizontal.

Wisps of hot steam rose from the teacup, carrying the fragrance of tea and blowing across everyone's face.

The Supervisor only took a few glances and said, "Young man, why not try again?"

After a moment of surprise, Wei An quickly loosened his five fingers.

"Dangdang~"

The carving knife landed on the horizontal table, making a crisp sound. Zhao Shou, who was standing beside him, looked very painful.

He quickly took out Su Jin, bowed to the carving knife, and prepared to put it away.

The warden picked up the teacup and narrowed his eyes.

Just as Zhao Shouzhi Su Jin's hand reached for the carving knife...

"laugh!"

A silent, invisible, and even extremely small... sword energy?
"It's not the aura of a sword, it's the sharpness." The Supervisor picked up a piece of white brocade that had fallen onto the horizontal table, and rubbed his thumb over the neatly cut. He sighed, "The sage's carving knife is naturally extraordinary. Although it is sealed, it can still reveal some of its power under the nurturing of literary luck."

"Thank goodness it has intelligence, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, it would be my hand that would be cut." Zhao Shou took over and looked at Wei An, "It's okay, you take it."

seal?

Intelligence?

Wei An had heard something.

He didn't ask any more questions, but pointed at Su Jin in Zhao Shou's hand and said, "Dean, do you want to use this?"

Zhao Shou shook his head, put Su Jin away, and his eyes fell on the carving knife with a complicated look.

It's like he's treating the cabbage he's carefully protecting with all his might... Others are asking for whatever they want and are servile to him, but he can't do anything about it.

"Thank you, Supervisor."

Now that the matter was done, Zhao Shou did not delay and led Wei An away.

...

At this moment, somewhere, a slender white hand is holding a brush and writing on a piece of letter paper:
'Dear Master
Today, something unexpected happened in the capital. A genius of Confucianism was born. He established a new doctrine and defeated Cheng's school of thought.

After his debate with the Imperial College's Taiming Pool, he wrote a song called "Song of Righteousness". According to him, this text can rectify the mind, punish evil, eliminate demons, slay monsters, and drive away gods. He even used it to summon Yun Yasheng.

Please forgive me for not reporting more detailed information about this person to you, Master. This happened suddenly and I am working hard to collect it.

Welcome your coming and show me the way forward.'

...

Beijing, an exquisite and elegant garden
It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with winding corridors, white walls and black tiles, and has an ancient charm.

A group of maids walked lightly into a pavilion, carrying portions of delicious delicacies.

The pavilion is not big, but there are stoves everywhere, making the pavilion warm as spring.

Inside the pavilion, several people gathered in a circle, watching the two players playing chess.

"Minister Li, you are one step ahead after all." After thinking hard for a long time, Sun Min took out another piece from the jade chess box and placed it on the chessboard together with the black piece in his hand.

"No, no, Minister Sun was just showing mercy." The man smiled.

Sun Min also stood up with a smile, and seeing that the arrangements were almost complete, he asked everyone to take a seat.

"Everyone, Yunlu was indeed slightly better in the debate at Taiming Lake, but there was another game going on in the court." Sun Min said with a hint of meaning.

"I'm afraid it won't be easy. His Majesty had intended to invite Zhao Shou out of retirement earlier, but he repeatedly declined. Only then did His Majesty appoint Yang Gong. Yunlu's return to the court is a foregone conclusion."

The person who spoke was the Minister of Works, a member of the Qi Party.

"Can you, like before, give me some minor official positions and send me to a remote place?"

These words came from a representative of the Yan Party.

"One or two would be fine, but the situation is different now. I'm afraid many Yunlu students will be added to the list every year. Year after year, with the continuous accumulation, it's inevitable that one or two will stand out."

The Liang Party representative shook his head.

"Everyone, although it is difficult to stop Yunlu from returning to the court this time, there is always a place for him to fight for." Sun Min said with a smile.

"Minister Sun, are you talking about Wei An, the man most of the scholars in the capital now regard as their teacher? He is very powerful and I'm afraid it will be difficult for him."

"Minister Liu, you are afraid of this and that. It would be better for you to tie your hands, submit to death, and hand over the government to Yunlu." Sun Min said coldly to Liu Guhong.

He suddenly exploded, and the others felt a little uncomfortable.

Aren’t you here to discuss a countermeasure?

Why is there still internal strife?

"Everyone, although you and I may have had some complaints in the past, we should unite as one today. Otherwise, where will the centuries-long efforts of our ancestors be put?"

"A peasant from Qingzhou, with a few sophistry, fooled the teachers and students of the Imperial College. He was just bullying them because they were unwilling to argue with him!"

"We should expose this boy's true identity to the public, so that the world will know his sinister intentions!"

(End of this chapter)