Reincarnation of the court eagle dog

Chapter 226 The Ingenious Solution

Chapter 220 Six Ingenious Solution
"not good!"

Ying Quan quickly settled down, unexpectedly being influenced by this person now!

Ying Quan resisted the pain in his mind, and with a light wave of his hand, the sharp blade returned to his hand, and it had changed from blood red to snow white when it was issued.

A person who has been stabbed in the throat has no reason to survive, let alone this white jade blade that hits every shot.

It's just so unreasonable.

In the academy, there are some ordinary students, and there are basically few who practice martial arts.

Ying Quan didn't want to stay here any longer.

Firstly, he picked up the Zhengyi Heart Sutra, continued to protect his mind, and then unfolded "A Little Dustless", and in a blink of an eye, Ying Quan was gone.

It wasn't until this time that a group of disciples from the academy dared to step forward to check on Fan Zhongyan's body.

Fan Zhongyan, still breathed a sigh of relief at this time, saw many disciples gathered around, thought for a while, suddenly his eyes flashed, and then a voice appeared in the ears of all the disciples: "Forget what happened today!"

Immediately afterwards, after a sudden burst of dizziness, they all fell to the ground without a trace of life, and only Fan Zhongyan was left, dying.

"The first emperor, this is the last effort that the old minister can do for the Song Dynasty!" Fan Zhongyan seemed to have exhausted all his strength before bursting out these words from his chest and abdomen.

"Pfft!"

Then Fan Zhongyan's body hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The light rain dripped down like this, as if mourning the death of this generation of great Confucians.

On the outskirts of Yingtian Mansion, a remote place.

Ying Quan was licking his wound alone.

The pain was like an explosion, but he couldn't help rolling on the ground.

"This old guy really took the wrong medicine!"

"what!"

"Bang bang bang!"

This is the sound of Ying Quan hitting the ground with his head.

It has to be said that Fan Zhongyan, who was already insane at the time, made this wave of attacks really extraordinary.

Like a tarsal maggot, Ying Quan couldn't get rid of it in the slightest.

If Fan Zhongyan's methods in the wooden house were mild, this last attack made Ying Quan feel inhuman torture.

Those two sentences continued to penetrate into Ying Quan's thinking, and even the Zhengyi Heart Sutra couldn't stop it.

"You don't hesitate to die, but also let me do things for the court!" Ying Quan couldn't help but cursed inwardly: "Dream!"

"Go to the heights of the goddamn temple, and go far away in the goddamn rivers and lakes. No one can stop me from doing what I want to do. If I don't want to do it, no one will try to force me!" Ying Quan said bitterly.

"呲呲!"

Ying Quan suddenly felt a heat in his chest, a gust of heat steamed up, surrounding his mind, the warm feeling gradually suppressed his pain like a needle prick.

At this moment, Ying Quan felt as if he had returned to his mother's arms!
Mother!

Ying Quan suddenly thought of this word, and his nose felt sour for no reason. What surprised Ying Quan even more was that the corners of his eyes felt slightly moist.

This feeling turned out to be so gentle.

Ying Quan's heart beat a few times quickly. In this gentle package, Ying Quan only felt that his vision became more and more blurred, so that in the end, it completely closed.

All that was left was darkness.

Wen Siyu, Ying Quan has an urge to never open his eyes again, so it seems that it is not impossible to sleep forever in this tenderness.

But the next moment, before Ying Quan's eyes, there was a scene that made him extremely angry. The people at the border gate died tragically one by one under the enemy's cavalry.

The women of the Song Dynasty are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, allowing the enemy to bully them.

Watching one scene after another, it was deeply engraved in Ying Quan's heart.

"No!" Ying Quan suddenly shouted.

Immediately afterwards, the officials oppressed the people arbitrarily, and some martial arts masters even worked for the tiger. Bandits broke out everywhere in the Great Song Dynasty, and the chaos was unbearable!
"Ah!" Ying Quan roared angrily!
He is struggling to break free, one side looks like a gentle place, but it is completely dark; on the other side, wars are raging and corpses are everywhere, but Ying Quan knows that this is his destination!

"Snapped!"

Ying Quan opened his eyes, and his mind appeared unprecedentedly clear. Ying Quan looked in the direction of Yingtian Academy and sneered: "Poverty can give everything for the Han nation, but the court of the Song Dynasty, It's not worth dying for in a poor way!"

At this time, Ying Quan probably also knew Fan Zhongyan's intentions, but unfortunately, in the end, Fan Zhongyan still missed a move.

Ying Quan touched the still warm jade pendant tattoo on his chest, and knew that it was all thanks to him that he didn't become Fan Zhongyan's thought puppet this time.

Otherwise, the current self would be Fan Zhongyan's substitute, not Ying Quan!

Although the yin-yang jade pendant could not completely undo Fan Zhongyan's final blow, it deflected it skillfully.

Fan Zhongyan's original intention was to impose his own thinking on Ying Quan's head, so that Ying Quan would be as loyal to the court as he was.

Unexpectedly, the yin-yang jade pendant would fully bring out the deep meaning in it, and rise above the righteousness of the nation.

The link of the Great Song court, which was very cleverly avoided, can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Besides, although Ying Quan didn't seem to care, if the rivers and mountains of the Han nationality really fell into the hands of foreigners, he would definitely not stand by and watch.

This time, it was just a one-time discovery of his latent meaning.

"Phew!" Ying Quan sighed secretly, until now he still doesn't understand why Shen Kuo and Fan Zhongyan set up such a trap, even at the cost of their lives to make him loyal to the court.

Ying Quan thought of what Shen Kuo said to himself before he died: "Don't let the country of Song Dynasty fall into the hands of foreigners!"

Could it be that since then, he has been secretly guiding himself?
Ying Quan felt a cold sweat break out behind him.

The country of the Song Dynasty!
snort!
Ying Quan snorted coldly, and secretly thought in his heart: "If the imperial court really doesn't suit me, I don't mind replacing him!"

Before Ying Quan, he had never had such an idea, but after Shen Kuo and Fan Zhongyan's mess, Ying Quan expressed some dissatisfaction with the court of Song Dynasty for no reason.

Because Ying Quan was not sure, how much Shen Kuo had figured out about his own affairs, and how much did the emperor of Song Dynasty know!

In the depths of the palace, Zhao Ji once again took out a dossier that he had rummaged through.

On the cover is written two large characters "Ying Quan!"

"Yingquan, Huashan, the savior of the Great Song Dynasty crisis!"

There are only a few words or short words on it, and the last signature is Shen Kuo.

"Shen Tianji, how credible is your calculation!" Zhao Ji sighed secretly, closed the file in his hand, and put it into the hidden box.

"Oh!"

Zhao Ji suddenly fell down on the wall with a fist, and his eyes exuded a strange brilliance: "When will I need someone to save me on the river in the Song Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)