Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginn

The autumn night is deep and the wind is freezing.

Chang'an seemed to have been completely swallowed by a giant beast of the night. It no longer had the prosperity and brilliance it had in the past when there was no curfew. Even the brothel hooks and railings were dim and dull.

The whole city was eerily silent, except for the cicadas, who were not afraid of the cold night, whining from time to time.

On the other hand, Lushan, dozens of miles north of Chang'an, was brightly lit.

How can the Confucian students who have not left Chang'an for Luoyang with the emperor and Gong Gong have any thoughts of sleeping? They all gathered in the academy classroom to express their opinions, discussing the destruction of Emperor Wu's city and the march of the northern barbarians to the south.

In the wooden courtyard where the gentlemen in the back hall of Lushan Academy live, the highly respected and knowledgeable teachers are also discussing countermeasures.

Time is running out, and the barbarian vanguard cavalry can defeat Lushan College in at most four days and march to Chang'an City.

Therefore, whether to evacuate or live or die with Chang'an, tonight we must come up with the regulations.

Brother Wang, the sage once said, 'A gentleman should not stand behind a dangerous wall', and he also said, 'You can keep the green hills without worrying about having no firewood.' The students from Lushan are the future pillars of the imperial court and must not be lost in the hands of the Southern Barbarians. .Master Du Da, please also advise Brother Wang.

Teacher Yi Qingshan gave some suggestions.

At this time, Lushan Academy was divided into two factions, the resistance faction headed by Wang Yangming, and the evacuation faction headed by Chen Qingran.

The two groups were evenly matched in numbers, so they debated for several days without coming up with a definite plan.

Du Yan was not a teacher at Lushan College. As the Minister of Rites, he was supposed to follow the emperor to Luoyang, but he didn't know why he went crazy and refused to retreat eastward. He was willing to stay and sit in charge.

Although Emperor Jingtai and hundreds of civil and military officials went to Luoyang to avoid the limelight, they did not intend to abandon Chang'an directly. Therefore, someone still had to stay in Chang'an to guard it.

And the same is true for all the famous families.

The direct descendants and important figures of the aristocratic family followed the large army to evacuate, and a few of the collateral descendants who were not loved by grandma and uncle, had to be selected to stay in Chang'an.

After all, it was impossible to move all the wealth out of Chang'an in just a few days.

Real estate such as stores and houses cannot be discounted, let alone loaded into a car and taken away. Someone must stay and look after it.

What if the barbarians retreat without a fight?

What if the barbarians just looted and then returned north?

Therefore, sacrificing a few collateral lines to minimize the family's losses is a desirable strategy.

The one in the royal family who stayed behind in the palace was Her Majesty Qingyang. She volunteered, which made the entire royal family breathe a sigh of relief. After all, no one wanted to take the risk of staying.

As for the court officials who stayed in Chang'an, they were all happy now that Du Yan had stepped forward.

Brother Du, what did you say?

Wang Yangming stroked his goatee and cast his eyes on Du Yan.

Jian Yuyan was far away at Shangyang Pass, but the mountain chief Li Qi was missing at this critical moment. All the pressure from the Lushan faction fell on Wang Yangming's shoulders.

Other Confucian scholars also stared at Du Yan.

Du Yan did not belong to the Lushan faction, but he was the Minister of Rites, so perhaps his opinions were the most impartial.

But Du Yan is an old fox, how can he reveal his feelings easily?

He smiled and said: Why don't you send someone to ask Her Majesty Qingyang in the palace? She has the most noble status in Chang'an today.

Chen Qingran, who advocated retreat to the east, regarded the Three Cardinal Guidelines of the third-rank scholar of Western Chu as a classic. There was a strong disdain on his lips: Qingyang is just a woman and child. She can just recite poems and compose poems on weekdays, but now... If we are going to fight a life-or-death battle with the Nanman, all of you here are well-read scholars and well versed in the art of war, so why do you need her consent? Whether we want to retreat or fight, we will let her know once we have decided.

Chen Daru's words make sense.

I also advocate withdrawing to the east. With a barbarian army of 600,000, Chang'an City is unsafe to defend. We retreat to Luoyang and only wait for the arrival of King Qin's army to retake Chang'an.

Everyone started talking again.

At this time, a deep voice suddenly resounded in the valley: Although the Southern Barbarian cavalry are as sharp as knives, there are also hot-blooded and good men in Dayin who are willing to use their bodies to build an iron city.

Who dares to speak arrogantly in Lushan?

presumptuous!

All the great scholars were shocked and angry.

In the night sky, Li Nuo flew down on a crane.

The cool moonlight reflected his stern face and sharp eyes!

Being cut out by these cold and ruthless eyes, Chen Qingran and others opened their mouths, and half of their words suddenly got stuck in their throats.

Haha, Zian! Aren't you in Lingnan?

Wang Yangming stood up suddenly and rushed out of the courtyard. He grabbed Li Nuo's shoulders and looked up and down happily at his proud disciple whom he had not seen for many days.

After coming out of the palace, Li Nuo went straight to Lushan. He bowed to everyone: Master Wang, Master Chen, Master Du, all the teachers here, I have a message...

Wang Yangming interrupted with a flick of his sleeves and said angrily: If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be like a scornful scholar.

Li Nuo laughed loudly: Okay! Then the student will say it bluntly, one word - 'war'!

Chen Qingran stared into Li Nuo's eyes and asked: This battle will definitely destroy all lives and narrowly escape death. Even His Majesty has given up on Chang'an, why are we fighting? Is it worth sacrificing the lives of the students for nothing?

Li Nuo's eyes were filled with determination: Master Chen's words are wrong! His Majesty has given up on Chang'an, but His Highness Qingyang has not! The princes of the imperial court have given up on Chang'an, but the people who were born and raised in Chang'an have not!

But what about the soldiers? Where about the generals? There is no danger to defend Chang'an, and there are no soldiers or generals. How can we resist the charge of the barbarian cavalry? Blood and loyalty alone are not enough.

Chen Qingran asked several questions in succession. He was not objecting intentionally, but was stating the facts.

Li Nuo stretched out his five fingers: His Royal Highness Qingyang has 50,000 elite soldiers.

Chen Qingran made some calculations in his mind, then shook his head and said: Fifty thousand armored soldiers can only hold on for five to ten days at most.

We are waiting for work, whether we are willing to calculate or not. As long as we can destroy the barbarian vanguard in one battle, our morale will be improved. Then there will be a steady stream of warriors to come forward and guard Chang'an together. Before I inspected Lingnan, I went there Yangzhou…”

The fact that Li Nuo became the leader of the martial arts league has naturally spread a lot in the world, but most of the great scholars in Lushan are people who study the Holy Scriptures behind closed doors and are not interested in things in the world, so they still don’t know about Li Nuo. He has entered the third level and has become the leader of the martial arts alliance.

However, Wang Yangming has been paying attention to Li Nuo.

He explained triumphantly: Everyone, I forgot to mention that Zi'an has become a third-level martial artist, and even won the position of leader of the martial arts alliance at the Yangzhou Sword Tomb Conference. Zi'an used the Jianghu Order to let men from all over the world defend him. Chang'an, right?

Everyone was shocked.

They don't care whether they can become the leader of the martial arts alliance, but a third-grade martial artist... it has only been less than two years since he gave up his studies and became a martial artist!

Du Yan poured cold water on it: It's still not enough. According to the spies, the barbarian vanguard is the best iron cavalry in the world - the tiger and leopard cavalry. Even if Zian, you have an indestructible body, but under these iron hoofs, They will be trampled to a pulp.

With Li Nuo's strength, he is naturally not afraid of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry. But if the tiger and leopard cavalry were to charge in formation, that would be another matter.

It is difficult for an individual to control an army with a military soul.

Moreover, the military soul of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry is the most top-notch existence. It is said to be the heroic soul of King Tiedahan who unified the seven tribes of the grassland!

Li Nuo replied: I have a [Soldier Sandbox]. Although there are 100,000 Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, there are only 10,000 as the vanguard this time, so we still have a chance.

A glimmer of light flashed in Du Yan's eyes: Sand table? Do you want to...

Li Nuo nodded.

In the last sand table deduction battle, he personally messed up Du Yan's military strategy, causing him to lose miserably at the hands of Qing Yang, who was playing barbaric chess.

But to fully unleash the power of the sand table, the help of several division commanders is indispensable.

Li Nuo said humbly.

Du Yan laughed: Okay, you will be the commander of this battle, Zian, and we old immortals will help you!

Li Nuo hurriedly refused: No, no, no, you are a great master in the art of war, Academician Du Yan. The last sand table simulation battle was famous all over the world. In this battle, Academician Du Yan will be in command, and the students will be the leading soldiers charging into the battle!

Wang Yangming said impatiently: You two, stop pushing back and forth. Du Yan will take charge and Zi'an will make the plan. That's it. Since there is a sandbox, we do have a chance to win.

Li Nuo nodded: But only everyone here knows about this matter, and you must not reveal it to others...

If you don't keep the secret secret, disaster will come first. We will understand naturally.

Wang Yangming glanced at Chen Qingran.

Chen Qingran was furious and almost had a fight with Wang Yangming. Although they have different opinions, they are all grasshoppers on the same rope and naturally understand the importance.

Fifty thousand elite soldiers will arrive at Lushan early tomorrow morning, and the [Military Strategies Sandbox] will be handed over to Scholar Du Da now.

Li Nuo took out the sand tray.

Du Yan asked: Aren't you going to stay and formulate a strategy together?

The students still have some things to deal with. Please come back tomorrow. Please.

Li Nuo bowed and said goodbye.

———

By the time he returned to the house in the west of the city, it was already midnight.

As soon as the yard was opened, a sword was stabbed at him.

Li Nuo smiled slightly and pinched his fingers: Hongyan, why are you here? And when did you, this girl, learn the art of swordsmanship?

The young woman in front of her, wearing a beige skirt and holding a long sword, is Zi Yuan's maid Hong Yan.

Seeing that it was Li Nuo, Hongyan's face immediately burst into a smile of surprise and joy: Master Li! You are finally back!

it's me!

Li Nuo let go of the sword and nodded with a smile.

Miss, Sister Xiangjun, Mr. Li is back!

Hongyan immediately turned around and went straight to the back room, his joyful laughter echoing in the quiet night, slightly dispelling the chill.

After a while, the two women came out wearing waistcoats.

Brother!

Master Li!

The two women looked at Li Nuo with excitement.

Li Nuo smiled and said, Are you all okay?

Liu Xiangjun nodded and said: A lot of thieves have come here in the past few days, but they were all driven away by the red geese.

Hongyan said shyly: Master Li, it was Brother Can who taught me swordsmanship.

Brother Can?

Li Nuo raised his eyebrows, could it be Chen Can?

Liu Xiangjun replied: Chen Can led a group of people to escort a batch of liquor to Chang'an. It happened that Emperor Wu's city was broken and the barbarians rode south, so they stayed.

Where are they?

Li Nuo said happily.

I'm in need of help.

Chen Can and others were taught by Lao Huang step by step, and they will definitely be of great use if they join the army.

They went to 'recruit troops'.

Where's Uncle Huang?

My foster father was in seclusion in the backyard, and he said he wanted to consolidate his cultivation in the third level. We are not afraid when his foster father is in charge. After Hongyan learned the swordsmanship, he volunteered to keep vigil, so he let her go.

Li Xiangjun explained in detail.

Now that everything is safe at home, Li Nuo's worries are relieved.

Li Nuo said: I woke you up so late. I have nothing to do now. Everyone should go back and rest.

So all the girls returned to their respective courtyards.

Li Nuo also returned to the main house. The tables, tables, beds and other furniture in the house were all tidied away. Li Nuo opened the window sill and looked at the moon in the sky, longing for his wife in his heart.

I was trapped in Kiuzhou Map before but I didn't contact my wife.

With a thought in his mind, he wrote down his longing for his wife in literary style, turned into a literary crane, and flew towards Shushan.

But it was good that his wife was not in Chang'an, so he had one less thing to worry about. Shushan Mountain is far away in Jiannan Road, and the barbarians' iron hooves cannot reach it.

However, the woman Li Nuo missed day and night was not in Shushan.

At this time, Qiluo was so panicked that she was at a loss.

At first Qiluo thought Ye Qingyu had gone to practice and didn't care. But after a few days, Ye Qingyu still didn't show up, which made Qiluo feel that something was wrong.

In the next half month, Qiluo and her senior brothers and sisters searched all over Shushan, even to the forbidden area in the back mountain, but found no trace of Ye Qingyu.

Where did the lady go?

Secretly returned to Chang'an?

wrong!

The young lady is very measured in her actions and would take her with her even if she had to go, instead of disappearing suddenly like now.

Was he kidnapped?

Even more impossible!

This is the Shushan Sword Sect, and the young lady is a third-grade destiny master. Who has the ability to kidnap her?

Qiluo thought for a long time and came to only one conclusion.

Could it be that the young lady encountered some difficulties while practicing?

The Shushan Mountains are soaring into the sky and endless, but there are many secret places.

Only the sword master knows how to crack these secret realms.

But the sword master went to the Snowy Mountains to keep an appointment!

no.

We cannot sit still and wait for death.

Qiluo gathered her mood and went to Ye Qingyu's mountain house again to carefully search for clues.

But this time, she really found the clue.

There were more than a dozen [Sound Transmission Jade Talismans] placed on the table. Qiluo accidentally touched one in a hurry, and an unsent message popped up.

The holder of [Sound Transmitting Jade Talisman] inputs text into the jade talisman by writing, and then circulates the true energy to trigger the jade talisman, and the effect of [Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission] will be exerted.

This is somewhat similar to the Confucian and Taoist magical power [Wenhe Chuanshu].

The difference is that Wenhe's message must be directed to a receiving place, while Thousand Miles of Sound is sent directly to the designated person.

Of course, if you are in a secret realm, or if the space is chaotic, the probability of [Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission] failing will be greatly increased.

It was only after Qiluo knocked over the jade talisman that she discovered that the message left by the lady had not been sent to her uncle.

Out of curiosity, she opened it, and what was written on it was indeed the lady's handwriting.

However, the content surprised her.

The young lady said that she knew her destiny, and if she continued to be with her uncle, she would harm him. She must cut off the relationship with her uncle.

Qiluo couldn't believe it.

The young lady loved her uncle so much, how could she make such a tragic decision?

But this is the lady’s handwriting!

After being together for so many years, she would never admit her mistake, and the aura left on the jade talisman was also right.

The possibility of fraud can basically be eliminated.

Qiluo walked out of the yard in despair and looked up at the sky.

The sky was exceptionally clear and starry. She vaguely saw the starry sky in the north, with several stars faintly connected together.

Although she was not an astrologer, she had vaguely heard the young lady mentioning the Seven Stars in a row before, and the heavenly generals and catastrophes.

Could it be that the young lady chose to give up this relationship just because she understood the mysteries of the stars and knew her destiny?