Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Afterwards, I used my father-in-law’s connections to study at a local academy.

But after studying for a while, I felt that the level of the teachers there was average, so I spent money to find connections, hoping to see if I could be admitted to the Baima Academy in the imperial capital.

After all, this is a holy place for students all over the world."

"White Horse Academy?"

Song Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "This place is not easy to enter!"

"It's really hard to get in." Wang Ping took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "I'm lucky. A teacher from the White Horse Academy came and first examined my knowledge and then asked about my family situation. After learning that I was a son-in-law, he didn't look down on me.

Instead, it encouraged me not to underestimate myself. The lower my status, the more I should study hard.

Afterwards, he personally recommended me, making me eligible to study at Baima Academy, so my wife and I came to the imperial capital.

I have to say that Baima Academy is indeed a sacred place for Confucianism and Taoism. Although I cannot practice Taoism, I read the books of sages here and cultivate my noble spirit. After a few years, most of the resentment in my heart has dissipated..."

It can be seen that Wang Ping really likes life in Baima Academy. He excitedly talks about his study experience in the academy. When he is happy, he even recites a poem to express his melancholy and joy.

Song Xuan listened quietly without interrupting his interest. Instead, he waited until he said he was tired and raised his glass to drink tea before speaking.

"How do the teachers and classmates in the academy treat you?"

"They were very friendly to me. They didn't look down on me as a son-in-law who lived off me. Instead, they took extra care of me. Even the teacher would ask me if there was anything I didn't understand after each lecture."

Song Xuan nodded. "It seems that the atmosphere in the academy is indeed good. By the way, during your time in the academy, did you feel anything amiss?"

"Something wrong?"

Wang Ping thought for a moment, "Uncle Song, are you talking about those unfortunate people who died in the academy in recent years?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Don't you think it's a little strange?"

Wang Ping shook his head. "Actually, I think this is normal. There are tens of thousands of students in the academy, and occasionally a few unlucky ones will have accidents. This is actually nothing.

Not to mention that students are just ordinary people, even practitioners often have accidents, right?"

Song Xuan smiled noncommittally and changed the question, "Think back, what questions did the academy ask you when you first entered the academy?"

Wang Ping recalled, "They were all very normal questions, such as name, age, physical condition, what books I had read, and what subjects I was good at.

By the way, I also asked about my family situation.

My situation is special, so according to my father's request, I have always claimed to be an orphan and married into the Li family as a son-in-law."

Speaking of the son-in-law, Wang Ping didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and even seemed a little excited.

After all, for him, the whole life is an experience, and becoming a son-in-law is also a novel life experience, which feels very interesting.

"By the way, the academy also asked about my birth date!"

"Oh?"

Song Xuan, who had been unresponsive, suddenly sat up straight and asked, "What did you say?"

"For me, Uncle Song refined my body for me. The day I possessed my body and was reborn was the moment I truly became a human. Therefore, I gave the eight characters of that day."

Wang Ping recalled carefully, "Strangely enough, the gentleman who handled my hospital registration that day was indifferent to me at first, but after hearing my horoscope, he suddenly became much friendlier.

He even kept praising my excellent horoscope, saying that I was destined to be a high-ranking official and a rare talent among men!"

Wang Ping laughed at himself when he said this, "I guess that gentleman was happy for nothing. I can't practice cultivation, and I will die in sixty years. How can I have the destiny of a dragon or a phoenix among men?"

When he talked about not being able to practice, his tone was somewhat regretful. It was obvious that deep down in his heart, he still longed to practice.

Song Xuan smiled and said, "If it is based on the eight characters you gave, the fate is indeed like this. That gentleman is not wrong."

As he spoke, he stood up and patted Wang Ping on the shoulder. "It's been a while since we last met, uncle and nephew. Come on, I'll have the servants prepare some wine and food, and we'll have a good time together. We won't leave until we're drunk!"

"I'll listen to you, Uncle Song!"

Wang Ping followed behind Song Xuan, feeling somewhat confused.

I always feel that Uncle Song is inexplicably happy at this moment.

My fortune is very good, so why should I be so happy?

Chapter 764: Prince: I just want to kill him bit by bit!

Song Xuan was indeed happy.

Isn't the opportunity to bring in foreign players here?

Although he has a good relationship with Wang Lin, the forbidden being in Xiu Mo Hai, how can he order a being like that around at will?

If you keep asking people for help in order to investigate a case, even the best of friends will inevitably develop resentment over time.

For Song Xuan, Wang Lin is his trump card, second only to the body of the Xuantian Lord God in his previous life.

Unless the time is right or he has no other choice, he will not easily use Wang Lin's favor.

And now is the right time.

Because this matter involved Wang Lin's only son, a son that Wang Lin felt extremely guilty about.

His son is very likely being plotted against, or even in danger of his life. As a father, it is only natural for him to stand up for his son, right?

There is no need to waste Lord Song's favor.

...

After having a good meal and a drink, Wang Ping and his wife left in a carriage in the evening.

After Gu Daoyi and Heishan finished cleaning the table, Victoria Song made tea while watching Song Xuan.

"Brother, regarding the White Horse Academy, are you saying that the next person to die is Wang Ping?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Almost right!

At the beginning, when Wang Ping said that everyone in the academy was very nice to him, I thought it was because the academic atmosphere of Baima Academy was very positive and the students were of high quality. But now it seems that this is not the case at all.

This kind of kindness isn't normal; it's more like the unique tolerance that the living maintain towards those who are about to die!"

Song Qian frowned, "If that's true, then the White Horse Academy, from the dean to the teachers and even the students, all know about this matter, and they are even happy to see it happen.

Let me tell you my guess, brother. Is it possible that every year, the academy recruits a group of students with special fates, and then raises them like pigs and sheep, waiting for them to fatten up, and then lets them die inexplicably, in order to take away their fate?"

Song Xuan's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "In the world of all spirits, there are countless systems of cultivation, such as the way of gods, the way of demons, the way of immortals, the way of devils, and the way of ghosts. All kinds of evil magic and supernatural powers are likely to appear.

It might not be impossible to seize the fate!"

Song Qian immediately became interested, "Brother, next, let's summon Old Demon Wang and start a massacre in the imperial capital?"

Song Xuan waved his hand. "No rush. Wang Ping has been fine in the academy for several years. A few days won't be a big deal. I'll send someone into the academy first to observe. Once we're sure there's something wrong with it, we can take action."

At this moment, Gu Daoyi's voice came from outside, "Sir, Ning Caichen and his servant are here to visit."

Song Xuan smiled slightly when he heard this. "Look, the right person has come. Speaking of which, his little servant is quite lucky. It's just right to use him to bait a bait and fish."

...

In the next few days, Song Xuan went to see Dongchang Bo, went to Dongchang Bo's villa outside the imperial capital, went to Zhou Yingying's tomb, and also retrieved the local government's files on the murder of Dongchang Bo's legitimate daughter.

Of course, nothing will be found.

The scene of the incident was outside the imperial capital, and it was very likely that a Mahayana cultivator was involved in the case. With the methods of a Mahayana old monster, it was naturally impossible for him to leave any traces.

This matter is actually very obvious. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that all of this is manipulated by the Crown Prince behind the scenes. His purpose is to completely defeat the Second Prince and cause him to completely collapse mentally!

However, everyone knew that it was impossible to find any results in this case, and the final outcome would be nothing.

Many people saw Song Xuan running around these days and laughed at him in their hearts.

Even the deputy commander of the Imperial City Division found this unsolved case difficult to handle and was unwilling to handle it. You, Song Xuan, a mere inspector, really don't know your place!

Do you really think that just because you have made some achievements locally, you can do whatever you want in this prosperous imperial capital?

This place is not comparable to your little place! This is the center of power and conspiracy, and behind every case there may be countless secrets and interests hidden.

It would be fine if nothing is found, but if something is found by chance, it would be a way to death!

The Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince's Mansion, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince naturally also received news about Song Xuan.

At this moment, in the Crown Prince's study, two assassins, tall and short, who had assassinated Song Xuan by Mo Yuan and were later subdued by Yao Yue, were standing behind His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The tall killer was calmly describing Song Xuan's itinerary in the imperial capital over the past few days.

The Crown Prince listened quietly and said calmly, "Let me confirm again, does Song Xuan really have the strength of the late fusion stage?"

The tall assassin said hurriedly, "I would never dare to deceive Your Highness. Song Xuan is not just a beginner in the Fusion Realm as rumored. His true strength is definitely at the late Fusion Realm."

The prince was silent for a moment, then continued, "As far as I know, the Lord of Black Rock City is suspected to be at the peak of the Fusion Realm. Since he accepted my spirit stone, why didn't he handle the matter properly?

Or did you covet my spirit stones and not pay them to the Lord of Black Rock City?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two killers felt nervous. They vaguely sensed a hint of murderous intent. From then on, if they said anything wrong, they would be eliminated!

"Heaven and earth can see this, and I swear by the laws of heaven that I will definitely deliver your Highness's spirit stone to the Lord of Black Rock City!

If Your Highness doesn't believe me, I am willing to confront the Lord of Black Rock City face to face! If you tell a lie, you will die under heaven's punishment!

After the oath was uttered, the prince slowly turned around, his expression grim and gloomy, "So, the Lord of Black Rock City is taking the money but not doing the job!"

The tall assassin said hurriedly: "Your Highness, it's not that the Lord of Black Rock City is not doing her job. She once chased Song Xuan into a secret realm, but Song Xuan seemed to know that someone was going to assassinate him and set up a killing array there in advance.

In the end, the Lord of Black Rock City returned empty-handed, and with the arrival of the peace delegation from the Demon Yuan Dynasty, he lost the opportunity to continue his attack."

The prince frowned, "Knowing in advance?"

"Yes, Song Xuan's behavior definitely shows that he knew about it in advance! So I think the news must have leaked out. There might be a traitor around His Highness!"

"Traitor?" The prince pondered for a moment, then waved his hand. "Got it. Leave. As for Song Xuan, continue to keep a secret watch!"

"promise!"

After the two men left, a middle-aged man dressed as a military advisor suddenly appeared in the study like a ghost.

The Crown Prince was silent for a moment. "These two have done too much dirty work and know too many secrets. You should pay more attention to them. Once I have confirmed the date for my father's abdication, I will immediately eliminate those two!"

"I understand!" the middle-aged man continued, "What about Song Xuan?"

"Just let him continue investigating!"

The prince sneered, "Second Brother has placed all his hopes on this man. I just want to watch him go from expectation to disappointment, and finally to despair!"

With a hint of cruelty on his lips, he chuckled and said, "Father is using him as a whetstone, so I will play with him. Zhou Yingying is just the beginning. I will not let anyone around him go!"

"I just want a little bit, a little bit, to kill him!"

Chapter 765: When in doubt, summon the old demon Wang!

Ning Caichen's little servant was originally named Ning Erhu. Later, he felt that Erhu did not sound nice, so he begged his master to give him a nicer name.

Ning Daolin!

It sounds like a very cool name.

Strangely enough, since the name change, the fortune of the entire Ning family has indeed changed.

Young Master Ning Caichen passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer in the imperial examination, and his career was very successful. As a servant who grew up with the young master, he naturally became the chief steward of the Ning Mansion.

Money nourishes people, power nourishes prestige. As he grew older and accumulated wealth and power, Ning Daolin, who was over 30 years old, underwent a huge change. He began to grow a beard, which made him look more mature and stable, and also added a bit of majesty.

Not only that, Ning Daolin also married a beautiful wife and concubines, enjoying the warmth and happiness brought by family. His wife was gentle, beautiful and considerate; the concubines were all charming and charming.

Compared to Young Master Ning Caichen, he, the chief steward, is more like a winner in life.

Until this day, he met Lord Song again, the man he both feared and looked forward to.

It is natural to be afraid. Lord Song now holds a high position in the imperial capital and controls the power of the Imperial City Administration. A single word can decide the life and death of countless people in the imperial capital.

As for expectations, this is not false.

Working for Lord Song is dangerous, but if you do a good job, he will really reward you and will never be stingy.

He still remembers the feeling of being served by a group of beautiful female ghosts in Lanruo Temple.

So, when he heard that Lord Song was going to assign him a task, he nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

Afterwards, with a series of arrangements made by Lord Song, he successfully entered the Baima Academy and became a freshman in the academy.

The task given to him by Lord Song was very simple: listen more, watch more, and learn more.

Every school has various legends, and what he has to do is to use various means to find out the secrets of the school.