From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 160 The Clown Was Actually Myself (Subscribe)
"First of all, he is adding chips for the next negotiation."

Tu Qinzun paused, seeing the attention of the people around him focused on himself, he continued:

"Negotiating with a leader of an enemy country is completely different from negotiating with a famous Confucian."

Jiang Heng nodded slightly.

"Secondly, the leader of the barbarians became famous in the capital. If he really got his way, then after this matter is over, he will be whitewashing the barbarian war in disguise."

His voice was a little heavy:
"At that time, when people mention this person, the first impression that people think of may be Daru, not the executioner who committed heinous crimes in Jianzhou!"

"As for the last thing, which is the worst impact."

"If the disciples in the Great Xia Academy agree with Haishan's point of view, then to some extent, Haishan can be counted as their teacher."

"If these disciples become officials in the court in the future... will Haishan influence the Daxia government through this relationship?"

All of you who are doing this are smart people.

If the chief minister of the cabinet can think of these things, other people can naturally think of them too.

But being brought up like this on the bright side still made everyone's expressions a bit heavy.

"Then... from Aiqing's point of view, how should we deal with this matter?"

"The best way is naturally to find someone who can beat this person uprightly in terms of knowledge, if not, find a way to expel him, or..."

Tu Qinzun squinted his eyes and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No, it can't be killed yet, nor can it be expelled."

Jiang Heng's voice came from here.

He didn't explain it, but everyone knew it well.

This emperor can be said to be a rare sage, but he also has a shortcoming... cherishing his own reputation.

Moreover, if people are expelled now, how will the next negotiation proceed?

What's more, the reckless denial and expulsion are actually inferior, but they admit that in this respect, the Great Xia is not as good as the barbarians.

This is absolutely impossible.

Therefore, although Tu Qinzun mentioned three solutions to the problem.

But in fact, there is only one way to solve the problem.

"In the capital...is there any famous or reclusive great Confucian? If he can beat this person, I will give him a thousand hectares of fertile land and seven hundred households in a food town."

Tu Qinzun raised his head slightly, a little shocked.

Thousands of hectares of fertile land and seven hundred households in Shiyi, if they can be hereditary, they have already directly entered the ranks of nobles.

This is the dream of many literati and warriors.

But, it's a pity... Zhao Gou shook his head, and said with a slightly disheartened expression:
"It would be great if someone could surpass him intellectually...We won't be so helpless now."

Zhao Gou is the dean of the Daxia Academy.

He has intersected with many great Confucian scholars. On this matter, if he said no, then he did not.

The candles flickered, and the hall fell into silence.

"No!"

At this moment, Jiang Cheng raised his head, and a clear and powerful voice came.

"In the imperial city, there are!"

He said seriously, his tone full of determination.

"Who is it?" Jiang Heng put down the tea cup in his hand, and a few drops of amber-like tea soup splashed down the cup lid, "Where is he?"

"right here!"

"right here?"

Tu Qinzun and Zhao Gou looked at each other in blank dismay. After a while, Zhao Gou showed joy on his face and said loudly, "I understand!"

There was also a smile on the corner of Jiang Heng's mouth, and he seemed to relax a lot.

"Well, yes, I understand too."

He picked up the tea on the table and drank it down.

Only Tu Qinzun, the chubby chief minister of the cabinet, looked around, with an increasingly bewildered expression on his face.

what just happened?
All of a sudden, I can't understand...

Ugly, unexpectedly, myself!
……

The time came the next morning.

A luxurious carriage slowly parked in the wide square in front of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

The eunuchs accompanying the carriage hurriedly put down the footstools, raised the door curtains, and opened the canopy. Afterwards, Jiang Heng, who had slightly gray hair, stepped out of the carriage.

There were a few wrinkles on his face, and the autumn wind blew, and a few golden leaves fell in front of the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It doesn't look beautiful.

"Just wait here, don't bother the eldest princess."

Jiang Heng waved his hand and ordered.

He walked towards the scripture storage pavilion alone.

Push open the door and go to the second floor. The floor is covered with golden sunlight, the fragrance of books is permeating, and the crisp shaking of wind chimes jingle in the air, which is very pleasant.

On the table not far away.

The young girl was dressed in plain white, with exquisite facial features and piercing eyes. She was holding a slender brush, writing and drawing on a thick stack of books.

She wrote very seriously, and Jiang Heng couldn't bear to disturb her.

Standing not far away, Jiang Zirou raised his head after a while, with a little surprise on his delicate face.

"Brother Huang..."

Putting down the brush in his hand, he asked with a light smile, "Why are you looking for me here?"

She remembered that the day before yesterday, when she came back from the devil world, the two had just met.

During this period of time, she was guarding the capital, and she did not notice that the enemies above the saints were coming.

should…

Jiang Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Although the relationship between the two was the same as before, he still felt a pressure that was hard to ignore in front of his younger sister.

"It's about the barbarian leader."

Jiang Heng sighed, pulled out a chair, and sat in front of Jiang Zirou.

Seeing her put down the brush, with a serious listening expression on her face, Jiang Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

Tell all the things that happened in the Daxia Academy before.

After all, he took out two books from his long sleeves and handed them to his sister.

"These are two of those book excerpts." Jiang Heng simply nodded: "You might as well take a look."

"Is this seamount really capable?"

She had met Haishan once before, but she didn't expect that this person's academic attainments would be so amazing.

Even Zhao Gou and Yu Bai are ashamed of themselves.

Hearing Jiang Heng's description, she also felt a little curious, opened the two books in front of her, and read them carefully.

Jiang Zirou is well-informed and knowledgeable.

The books on both sides are only more than a hundred pages, and there is not much content in them, and in her eyes, they are far from profound.

But after a while, Jiang Zirou had finished watching.

"How..." Jiang Heng couldn't help asking.

"It's very unique. He said that he is an era ahead of Daxia, which is really good."

Of these two books, one is about arithmetic and the other is about agriculture.

In terms of arithmetic, this seamount proposed a calculation method for the area and circumference of a circle, and calculated a relatively accurate ratio of pi.

In the book on agriculture, the concepts of hybridization and breeding are proposed.

It can be said that in such a backward era, it is really not easy for Haishan to have such an astonishing idea.

It's just a pity that he met Jiang Zirou who has a complete memory of the modern society.

"Then how should we deal with this matter?" Jiang Heng looked expectant.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Zirou smiled lightly, and said lightly: "If he is an era ahead of Daxia, then I will be 2000 years ahead of him, you can rest assured!"

　Ask for a monthly ticket!

　　Ask for a monthly pass!
　　Monthly pass!

　　ticket!
　　!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)