This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 184 Is there no Tianjiao in the whole capital? !

"..."

The little monk Yingchen blinked his crystal clear eyes.

"how so?"

"Dayong's system."

The old monk sighed, and glanced at the young monk: "It has been like this since Emperor Dayong was here, and Pei Yinlang's yamen came to check almost every month."

Hearing this, the little monk Yingchen pouted helplessly: "What is Pei Yinlang?"

"An important organization of the Dayong court."

The old monk answered blankly.

"Then you know them, can you please accommodate me?"

The little monk looked at the old monk pitifully.

Since the little monk entered the capital, he was naturally attracted by the prosperity of the capital. Although he was in the temple, his heart had already flown to the outside world.

"I do know one."

Inexplicably, the old monk thought of Lu Yuanzhi's face, which was more handsome than that of the young monk.

It was in this Great Hall of Great Heroes that day that he handed over the Buddhist scriptures to Lu Yuanzhi with his own hands.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the little monk's eyes lit up slightly, and the fire of hope in his heart was ignited: "Why don't you be accommodating?"

"Junior brother doesn't know that the Prajna Sutra and the Buddha bone relic, which is a treasure of Buddhism, were stolen by a traitor among Pei Yinlang. After that happened, Pei Yinlang's yamen sent people to investigate again It's a rotation."

There was a trace of helplessness on the old monk's face.

"This... well..."

The little monk's eyes were still clear.

"Okay, senior brother, don't embarrass senior brother Hui Kui."

Huiquan sat on the futon and gently reminded the little monk.

The little monk immediately said respectfully: "Yes."

……

Xuanwu Street, Dayong Capital City.

In the past two days, many people from the rivers and lakes in the capital have gathered.

Just because of one thing.

The young monk from the west wanted to compete with the martial arts masters in Dayong's capital, so as to experience Dayong's unique style of martial arts.

The news didn't go away, and everyone in the rivers and lakes in Beijing had received this letter. .

"Rampant! Really rampant!"

In various large and small taverns, teahouses, and inns in the capital, countless people from all walks of life discussed this matter.

"There are quite a lot of capable people and strange people in my Great Yongjing, so which one is the most daring little monk called Yingchen!"

"Hehe, it's just a clown who has never seen the world, so why should you care?"

At first, the discussion about the young monk's fight was only idle chatter of people in the world, and no one cared.

Some hot-tempered people from the rivers and lakes belong to the kind of temper that explodes at a point.

In fact, the feelings of family and country in the hearts of these people in the arena are still very strong. Although the arena is full of intrigues, many people will stand up for the righteousness of the country.

"Hey, little Douzi, how's it going when you're back? Did the little monk lose?"

At the entrance of the inn, a group of idlers were eating, and a cute boy walked in.

Seeing this little boy, someone asked him a question with a smile.

And this sound was not small, and the eyes of the surrounding people were also attracted.

That little bean said with a look of incredulity: "One trick!"

"What trick?"

Everyone was confused by what Xiaodouzi said.

"one move!"

Xiaodouzi looked at the crowd in despair.

"Could it be that the little monk was defeated with one move?"

Someone suddenly made a sound, and the whole inn fell silent for a moment.

Then there was the sound of laughing.

"A mere western monk, what a shame!"

"That's right, I, Da Yong Neng, have countless strangers. I heard that this young monk is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Maybe he really hasn't seen anything in the world."

"No."

Xiaodouzi looked at the crowd, and his voice was a little low:
"At first, it was a disciple of the Red Flower Society who came forward to challenge, and that disciple was already at the eighth-rank advanced stage at a young age!"

When it came to the eighth-rank realm, Xiaodouzi's eyes were shocked, he paused and continued:

"But...but that monk just stretched out his finger lightly, and the disciples of the Red Flower Society fell down..."

After Xiaodouzi said this, everyone was taken aback.

The inn was quiet again.

After a while, someone asked Xiaodouzi:
"and then?"

Xiaodouzi took a deep breath, his eyes widened, as if thinking of something unbelievable, he said:
"Afterwards, the young head of the Red Flower Society came up to challenge for his subordinates to regain face."

"Young Master of the Red Flower Society?"

"Could it be Xu Shaoqing who is known as Yuliyun?"

"If Yu Liyun makes a move, there shouldn't be any problem. Young Master Martial Dao talent is extremely high, and at only 23 years old, he is already in the seventh-rank Chongshen realm!"

"That's right! It's rumored that when the Young Master was born, his house was the only one in the entire capital where dark clouds fell and rain fell, and he was born with a vision..."

Everyone in the inn began to discuss.

Unexpectedly, Xiaodouzi just quietly looked at the people discussing, and said softly:
"It's still a single move, if the master Shao loses with one move, the little monk will still point lightly."

As soon as this word comes out.

Everyone present was stunned.

Then there were countless hissing voices.

"really?!!"

"This is impossible!!"

"I saw that little monk with my own eyes on Xuanwu Street yesterday. He can't be more than 20 years old at most, and the fluff on his mouth hasn't receded!"

…………

No one believed it.

Xiaodouzi turned his head to look at the person who spoke, "That little monk always declares his family name before accepting the challenge, I remember it very clearly."

"what did he say?"

People looked at each other, and then looked at Xiaodouzi in unison, quietly waiting for the little monk's words.

Xiaodouzi looked dignified, and said word by word:

"Poor monk Yingchen, now there are seven out of ten, please enlighten me."

…………

Quiet, very still.

Everyone seemed to have taken a dumb drug, unable to speak a word.

"17 years old?!"

Someone screamed.

"This is impossible!!"

"........."

What happened in this inn also happened in countless inns in the capital.

Because of the appearance of a young monk, the Jianghu people in the entire capital became silent.

Some people are silent, and naturally some people want to be famous.

Everyone knew that as long as he defeated this little monk, he would instantly become famous in the capital.

In addition, the little monk only used one finger to move, and it didn't hurt people's lives. Countless people wanted to give it a go.

So, on the third day, the ring of the little monk was filled with countless people from all walks of life.

These arena people have one characteristic, that is, they are under 25 years old.

Everyone knew what the purpose of this little monk's self-declaration was.

People emphasized that I am 17 years old this year.

Naturally, some seniors who were already famous in the world would not shamelessly come to the stage to ask for advice.

Everyone watched quietly.

They all hope that a young knight will come out to dispel the arrogance of this little monk.

But the result was very disappointing.

It's still a move.

The little monk just looked at the people who came to challenge continuously with his clear eyes, no one was like this, he stood still in place with a light finger, and then fell to the ground lightly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, there is even no challenger who can force the little monk to make a second move.

. .

For three consecutive days, everyone lost.

Qinghe Academy.

"It's all right. After Xiu Mu comes back today, he doesn't need to study any more. I plan to take you to experience farming and spinning as a teacher."

The old dean with a kind face sat quietly by the pool fishing, and behind him stood Hai Wuhai in white.

"Yes, Master"

Hai Wuyang stood there quietly, his white clothes were gently lifted by the wind and swayed with the wind, coupled with his incomparably handsome face, he looked like a banished fairy on earth.

"Go ahead. With your current state of fifth-rank gentleman, no matter how many books you read, you will not be able to advance to fourth-rank. You still need to sharpen your mind. Remember, no matter what happens, don't be impetuous."

The old dean glanced at his favorite student, and the kindness in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Disciple remember."

Hai Wuyang nodded calmly.

"Unplayable things lose their spirits."

"Yes."

"........."

"By the way, go back this time and take a trip to Xuanwu Street."

"Ok?"

Hai Wuyang frowned slightly.

"Go."

The dean didn't intend to explain, but just waved his hand lightly, and Hai Wuyang's figure came directly to the gate of Qinghe Academy.

Hai Wuyang looked at the gate of Qinghe Academy in a daze.

The strength of the teacher is really unfathomable.

"Remove the sink!!"

Just when Hai Wuyang turned around and was about to go home, Liu Fengnian suddenly appeared beside Hai Wuyang.

Liu Fengnian is still in Qinghe Academy's costume, but today there are two or more crabapple flowers hanging on his forehead.

The flamboyant one is holding a folding fan, walking in figure eight steps with a smile on his face.

"how?"

Hai Wuyang looked at Liu Fengnian indifferently.

"Today, the college is taking a rest, and it's also idle when you go home. Why don't you go to the Jiaofang Division with your brother?"

Liu Fengnian blinked at Hai Wuyang.

"It is said that Lan Niang's tea circle is open again today, I treat you!"

Liu Fengnian's smile was somewhat serious and wretched.

"Don't go."

Hai Wuyang glanced at the flamboyant Liu Fengnian, "I have something to do when I go home."

"Don't be so boring."

Liu Fengnian stepped forward to grab Hai Wuyang's shoulders, but Hai Wuyang dodged away.

"The new carriage for my brother was bought after a lot of waste. It is said that there are shock-absorbing items produced by Ke Wusi in it. Come and try it?"

Liu Fengnian was very enthusiastic.

"Kewusi?"

There was a flash in Hai Wuyang's eyes, and there was a hint of interest in his heart.

"Alright."

"hey-hey……"

Just as Liu Fengnian was about to speak, he was interrupted by Hai Wuyang: "But I won't go to Jiaofang Division, I just follow you to Xuanwu Street along the way."

"Don't..."

The corner of Liu Fengnian's mouth twitched slightly.

"That's it."

Seeing what Liu Fengnian had to say, Hai Wuyang's expression turned slightly cold.

"Go, go, go."

Liu Fengnian hurriedly stopped Hai Wuyang, "Let's go, you've been with the dean these days. It's been a long time since I saw you. You really want to die as a brother."

…………

An eye-catching carriage slowly set off from Qinghe Academy.

Then the carriage drove slowly to the capital city, all the way to Xuanwu Street.

Slowly the carriage stopped.

"Why did it stop?"

Liu Fengnian, who was chatting with Hai Wuyang in the carriage, looked puzzled, and asked the driver outside the carriage.

"Master, there are quite a few people gathered in front, and the road seems to be blocked."

The coachman's voice sounded like an honest and responsible person.

"what's the situation?"

Liu Fengnian was dumbfounded.

I don’t know how many times I walked this street on weekdays, but it was the first time I heard that such a wide Xuanwu Street could be blocked...

"It seems that someone is posing."

The coachman also looked confused.

Ah? ?

Liu Fengnian and Hai Wuyang frowned at the same time.

"Can't we just change lanes and go?"

Liu Fengnian asked a question.

"It's okay to change to Zhuque Street, but it will delay the young master for half an hour."

"No."

At this time, Hai Wuyang suddenly made a sound.

"what happened?"

Liu Fengnian looked at Hai Wuyang suspiciously.

"The teacher said let me walk this street today."

Hai Wuyang spoke calmly.

"Oh?"

Hearing that there was an order from the dean here, Liu Fengnian's eyes lit up instantly.

Maybe there is some big chance?

"I'll go with you!"

Liu Fengnian instantly caught the flash of inspiration in his mind.

"Aren't you going to look for Lan Niang?"

Hai Wuyang glanced at Liu Fengnian indifferently.

"Ham, it's okay to be late. I haven't walked around for a few days. It's good for my body to get out of the car and walk."

Liu Fengnian chuckled, and took Hai Wuyang and the two out of the carriage after finishing speaking.

Instruct the driver to stop here and wait for the two of them to follow the crowd.

……

"Pei Yinlang's Master Tiger lost?!"

As soon as the two entered the crowd, they heard another sigh of disappointment.

"That Lord Tiger's name is Zhang Long, and he has already reached the seventh-rank Chongshen realm at a young age, but he still can't force this little monk to make a second move!!"

"Hi! Why is there no young Tianjiao in such a big capital?!"

Everyone sighed.

Hearing the sighs around him, Liu Fengnian became interested in an instant.

Hastily pulled Hai Wuyang to the side of the man and asked:
"Brother, what happened in front? I heard you said that Pei Yinlang's departure... everyone lost, what's going on?"

"You are a little...talented man, well, this master is like this..."

The man was unhappy when he heard that Dayong's men had lost again, when he suddenly heard someone ask and was about to have a fit, when he looked up and saw that the man was actually wearing the student uniform of Qinghe Academy, he changed his words in an instant, and gave the two of them a respectful look. explain.

After touching for a moment or so, the two understood.

"Is this little monk really so evil?"

Liu Fengnian was stunned.

It's not that he has never seen the young Tianjiao Liu Fengnian. The person behind him is a rare Confucian and Taoist genius who is said to be rare in Qinghe Academy.

At only 17 years old, he is already at the sixth level of Confucianism and Taoism. Who can be more powerful than Hai Wuyang?
Poor Liu Fengnian still doesn't know that Hai Wuyang has already broken through to the fifth-rank gentleman.

"It's already the third day, and the little monk still hasn't lost a single game. I'm afraid people already think that I have no one in Dayong."

The man was incompetent and furious: "I, Da Yong, have established the country for five hundred years, when did I suffer from such humiliation?!"

But when that person saw Liu Fengnian in front of him, his eyes lit up slightly, as if thinking of something, he said:

"You are the Wenqu star of Qinghe Academy, why don't you try it on stage?"

"I?"

When Liu Fengnian heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Come on, Pei Yinlang's people are all losers, me?I'm afraid I'm going to be tortured by blood...

However, Liu Fengnian turned his head and glanced at the indifferent Hai Wuyang, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Taking it into consideration, he looked at Hai Wuyang with a look of hatred and said in a miserable voice:

"No harm, my reputation, Dayong, depends entirely on you!!"

Hai Wuyang looked at Liu Fengnian indifferently, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly...

(End of this chapter)