Snowy night returned to silence again.

But under the night sky, the dark floating hearts of the human hearts were unknown.

Ouyang Yan stepped into Wuyaju and greeted Zhuge Longsu, who was holding this piece of letter in his hand, and said, "Teacher."

"Nothing happened in the academy, right?" Zhuge Longsu asked.

"Everything is OK."

"Well, that's good."

"Teacher..." Ouyang Yan stared at the letter paper in Zhuge Longsu's hand. Judging from the envelope placed aside, this was the letter sent by Mingrui.

Ouyang Yan said it was impossible not to be curious about the letter sent by Mingrui, a powerful man in the Shen Realm.

"If you want to see it, take it and see it."

"Teacher!" Ouyang Yan took the letter handed by Zhuge Longsu with both hands and looked down to browse.

"This...they plan to compete for the literary world ahead of the spring of the next year, why?"

"What else can you do," Zhuge Longsu said, "They can't wait. They summoned the long river of great energy for their teachers, but they made them confirm that the academy had what they wanted. They couldn't wait. If there was no teacher in charge, there wouldn't be only Mingrui and Luo Feng who came tonight."

Meng Shanhe has been in charge of Shanhe Academy for 300 years and is one of the oldest powerful men in the Shen Realm in the world. No one knows how strong he is. After all, even Ji Muqing, the Taizu of Daqin who led the two righteous and demons to join forces to assassinate, failed to take over the Northern Zhou Dynasty under the protection of Meng Shanhe.

Now, it has been unfathomable for three hundred years of insidious cultivation.

It can be said that the Mengshan River is the Dinghai Sword Needle of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. One day when the Mengshan River is there, the Northern Zhou Dynasty is as stable as Mount Tai.

"Teacher, we must never agree to this matter. In the literary world, the Neo-Confucianism has been fighting for the ranks again and again, how can the losers put forward the conditions? If we agree so simply, wouldn't it seem that our Shanhe Academy is weak and can be bullied?" Ouyang Yan said angrily.

"It may not be that it is weak and can be bullied. On the other hand, we can also be confident and not afraid of any accidents. In the current situation, the Northern Zhou royal family has determined the existence of such things, just like Daqian. If time goes on for a long time, it will cause filth between us and the royal family. Promising to compete for throne in the literary world in advance can instead take advantage of the pressure of Daqian to let the royal family work with us to fight against foreign enemies. After surviving the difficulties, it will not be too late to solve the troubles with the royal family."

Ouyang Yan was naturally not a simple-minded person who could be valued by Zhuge Longsu. He could understand the priorities and priorities. "The teacher is very insightful!"

"Tomorrow, we will start preparing for the relevant matters of the literary world's competition for rank."

"Students understand."

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In the Northern Zhou Dynasty Palace.

The Laba Festival dinner among the royal family has ended and the princes have dispersed. In addition to some young princes and princes, the older princes have moved out of the palace. It is inevitable that there is something wrong with staying in the palace too late.

However, there was another person who was still staying in the Daming Palace where the dinner was held, that was the current Northern Zhou saint - Feng Tianming.

The colorful light flashed into the Daming Palace from the black night sky, and the light dissipated, and Feng Mingxiao, who was wearing a colorful phoenix robe, appeared.

"Sister, here you are here." Feng Tianming stood up and said.

If Meng Shanhe was the Dinghai Sword Needle of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Feng Mingxiao was the backer of the Northern Zhou royal family. Even Feng Tianming, as the emperor, dared not neglect easily.

In the face of the emperor's greetings, Feng Mingxiao just nodded indifferently.

"Sister, can you confirm it?"

The words were speechless, but Feng Mingxiao knew what he said.

Under Feng Tianming's infinite anticipation, Feng Mingxiao nodded and said, "Shanhe Academy has traces of the Emperor's martial arts. Zhuge Longsu gathered the noble spirit left by the students of Shanhe Academy tonight and easily defeated Mingrui in the Tongshen Realm. It should be this method to gather the Emperor's Dragon Qi."

"That's great." Feng Tianming clenched his fists and waved his arms. The surprise was too great, making it difficult for him to take into account the emperor's demeanor.

"What are you going to do next? Go to Shanhe Academy to get it? As you are, you have the opportunity to get the Emperor's martial arts directly from Zhuge Longsu." Feng Mingxiao said.

"It's a chance, but it's a bit undesirable."

After all, he is an emperor, with a deep mind and a deep cunning person. Feng Tianming calmed down from his ecstasy in a short while, "If you take the lead, whether you succeed or fail, you will undoubtedly get rid of Shanhe Academy. You are eyeing you fiercely, and at this time, you cannot even have a slight rift with Shanhe Academy."

"Don't you have a son who became Zhuge Longsu's closed disciple? Can't you get it directly from Zhuge Longsu?" Feng Mingxiao asked.

It would be fine if I didn't mention this, but when I mentioned it, Feng Tianming felt anger surge in his heart and was furious, "A woman misleading something, it made people rumor everywhere that Xiao Ba will definitely take over as the president of Shanhe Academy in the future. Recently, Zhuge Longsu has expressed his dissatisfaction with me in a vague way. This is all caused by that stupid woman. A woman misleading something!!"

Whenever Feng Tianming thinks of the stupid things the eighth prince's mother, the queen, did, he deeply hates it. Shanhe Academy protects Northern Zhou for three hundred years, and has trained countless civil and military officials by Northern Zhou, and has long become an indispensable pillar of Northern Zhou. It can be said that today's Northern Zhou can lack him as an emperor, but Shanhe Academy cannot be missing.

If the emperor is gone, you can choose again. There are many royal children, even if the prince is dead, there are other royal children who come forward. If the Shanhe Academy is gone, the Dagan soldiers will go north and the Northern Zhou Dynasty will be destroyed directly.

"Fortunately, Zhuge Longsu knew that this was not my intention, so he just helped Xiaojiu and Xiaoba to compete. Otherwise, I would have to throw her into the cold palace." Feng Tianming said ruthlessly.

"Xiao Jiu?" Feng Mingxiao thought slightly, "Your sick son?"

I have to say that Feng Jiu's reputation is really great, and even Feng Mingxiao has heard of his great name. You must know that Feng Mingxiao has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and even Feng Qiwu, the famous eighth prince, only heard about Feng Jiu's deeds.

"Well, Xiaojiu has made up for his innate shortcomings and has now cultivated "Haoran righteousness". At the banquet tonight, I will give him a great reward." Feng Tianming smiled with a gratitude on his lips, as if he was looking for his son to become a kind father.

"When it's useless, I wish he could disappear, and when it's useful, he would lift him up high. You are really realistic. I heard that your ninth son doesn't even have a formal name. You are such a good father." Feng Mingxiao saw through the cold use of the kind father's smile and said sarcastically.

"This...Imperial Sister, this is also for the royal family..."

"Forget it, this is your family matter, I have no intention of caring about it." After saying that, Feng Ming turned into a rainbow and disappeared from the Daming Palace.

Only Feng Tianming stood alone in the palace and sat alone on the throne.
Chapter completed!