Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 523 For the Great Qin, I would gladly die ten thousand deaths!

Zhentiansi.

Canteen.

“Refined, Brother Zhu Cheng, refined.”

"Refined, uh, can being refined put food on the table?"

The students and instructors, who hadn't eaten for days, were now all greasy, their blue robes stained with oil.

Gongsun Jingguan's face was tense, his eyes twitched slightly, and he didn't touch the plate of meat in front of him.

When the female disciples beside her looked up from their plates and saw her appearance, they quickly lowered their heads and quietly ate the little meat left on their plates.

This is the flesh of a nine-headed demonic dragon that has cultivated for thousands of years. Regardless of the taste, its surging blood and energy alone are no less than those of elixirs refined by cultivators.

This is in Zhen Tian Si. How could you possibly eat such rare delicacies anywhere else?

"Dr. Gongsun..."

Baili Xi, sitting next to Gongsun Jingguan, opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

"Don't try to persuade me, I just won't eat." Gongsun Jingguan glanced at Zhang Yuan, who was sitting at the head of the table with Zhang Hengqu, and then quickly turned her head away when she saw the meat on the plate in front of him.

“What I mean is, if Dr. Gongsun doesn’t want to eat, then I won’t stand on ceremony,” Baili Xi said, reaching out to take the plate in front of Gongsun Jingguan.

Gongsun Jingguan's face twitched slightly, and her hands clenched tightly.

From his seat at the head of the table, Zhang Hengqu glanced at the students and instructors in the main hall.

Marquis Qingyang was quite generous, actually offering the demon dragon meat to entertain the people from the Imperial Academy.

Don't be fooled by the fact that each person only has a small piece in front of them; this small piece alone is worth at least a thousand taels of gold.

Moreover, even with a thousand taels of gold, one could not buy the flesh of the demon dragon.

Having visited places like the Underworld Prison, the students and teachers of the Imperial City Academy understood that although they were detained in the Zhen Tian Division, they were actually being treated extremely well.

If the Heavenly Guardians really wanted to mistreat them, they could send them to the Yellow Springs Prison, where they would all suffer greatly.

This visit also improved Zhang Hengqu's impression of Zhang Yuan considerably.

To be honest, in Zhang Hengqu's view, these detained students' instructors were also somewhat at fault.

They should not be misled into becoming tools for others to attack Qingyang Hou and Zhentian Si.

Moreover, Zhang Yuan's cultivation level deserves respect.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Marquis Qingyang," Zhang Hengqu's voice rang out softly.

The students in the hall looked up and saw that each other's faces, hair, and clothes were covered in grease. Recalling how they had wolfed down their food just now, they couldn't help but blush and lower their heads in embarrassment.

"What's so laughable about this?" Zhang Yuan waved his hand and said softly, "You need a full stomach to have strength. Aren't all people like that?"

Zhang Yuan put down his bamboo chopsticks, sat up straight, and said in a loud voice: "As you all know, I am from the Wuwei (military guard). The border is harsh and cold, and being able to eat my fill is the most satisfying thing for me."

He looked into the hall, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the students and teachers, and his voice softened: "To be born a human being, to live a mediocre life, to have enough to eat, enough to cover one's body, to be able to support one's family, and to be able to take care of one's parents, wife and children, is already a rare achievement."

"There aren't that many grand principles to be found in this world."

Zhang Yuan's words echoed in the hall, and many students looked at their plates and nodded.

Having been starved and imprisoned for so long, much of their arrogance has been worn away.

Moreover, the hellish hell and the thunder field they saw today were so cruel and shocking that their spirits were further suppressed.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan's words resonated with and evoked agreement in many people.

Even Gongsun Jingguan lowered his head slightly, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Zhang Hengqu looked at Zhang Yuan, who was sitting upright.

"Lord Qingyang, what you say is true, but—"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yuan raised his hand to stop him, straightened his back, and his expression changed from relaxed to serious.

“Mr. Hengqu, what I said may be a profound truth for ordinary people, but it cannot be applied here.”

His voice suddenly rose, and his blood and true essence surged forth.

The entire lobby was instantly enveloped in a blend of golden and crimson light.

The righteous energy emanating from Zhang Hengqu was stirred by this fierce power, causing it to surge and ripple.

In the main hall, everyone was surrounded by a vast golden light and the collision of martial arts energy.

"As the head of the Great Qin Martial Guard, I, Zhang Qingyang, lead the Heavenly Suppression Division to suppress all immortals, demons, and evil spirits under heaven. If I consider myself mediocre and am content with mediocrity, then who will protect the Great Qin?"

“All of you who have been able to enter the Imperial Academy are exceptional talents, one in ten thousand. If you all consider yourselves mediocre and incompetent, what hope is there for the Great Qin?” Zhang Yuan’s body was surrounded by golden and blood-red light surging like a raging torrent, and his eyes revealed the shadow of mountains.

"The Great Wall of the Northern Frontier, forged with the blood of our ancestors, and the glory of the Great Qin, solidified by countless lives—if we don't carry on this legacy, who else can we rely on?"

Zhang Yuan's voice was like thunder, reverberating and echoing.

"For the glory of Qin, for the people of Qin, I would gladly die ten thousand deaths—"

In the main hall, all the military officers and soldiers of the Wuzhen Division stood up instantly, clasped their fists and shouted.

The surging energy within them almost solidified.

"For the Great Qin, I would gladly die ten thousand times..." A student unconsciously clenched his fist and murmured.

"For the Great Qin, I would gladly die ten thousand times!" The voices of many gathered and became a torrent.

The visit to Zhen Tian Si was not for nothing.

The demonic dragon's meat, comparable to a magic pill, wasn't eaten for nothing.

The magical properties of the dragon's flesh, along with the powerful surge of blood and energy, caused the students and instructors of the Imperial Academy to blush and shout with excitement.

Zhang Hengqu's gaze gently fell on the jade stone on the table in the corner, which was shimmering with a faint light.

Photo stone.

The entire scene in this lobby has been recorded.

Based on what we see at this moment, anyone who sees this scene would feel that the students of the Imperial Academy have joined hands with the Zhen Tian Division, helping and supporting each other.

conspiracy.

It can also be considered a calculated move.

Zhang Hengqu understood that from the moment he entered the Zhen Tian Si, this situation was a difficult one for Qingyang Hou, a battle with his back to the wall.

Marquis Qingyang is indeed capable of turning the situation around to this point.

"What Marquis Qingyang said is thought-provoking and insightful," Zhang Hengqu said softly, his expression revealing a hint of appreciation.

"If Marquis Qingyang were to study and pursue scholarship, he would surely achieve great things."

He coughed lightly and looked at Zhang Yuan: "Today, thanks to the hospitality of Marquis Qingyang, the old man and the students of the Imperial Academy have gained a deeper understanding of the Zhen Tian Division and Marquis Qingyang."

First praise, then flatter, and then offer a few words of praise.

Upon hearing Zhang Hengqu's masterful social skills, the students in the hall instantly understood.

Stop shouting, the headmaster is going to lead us away from Zhen Tian Si.

We've eaten and shouted enough; leaving this place is the only proper course of action.

Seeing that everyone had realized what was happening, Zhang Hengqu said softly, "If one day Marquis Qingyang were to—"

“Master Hengqu was a great master of Confucianism and Taoism. I had a few questions when I was studying, and I wonder if you could answer them?” Zhang Yuan suddenly spoke up, his voice loud and clear.

Feeling confused about reading?

Zhang Hengqu smiled and nodded.

He might not be able to answer other questions, but when it came to questions about reading, this great master of Confucianism and Taoism could answer them with ease.

Once this question is answered, the favor owed to Marquis Qingyang will be repaid, and everyone can part ways amicably.

In the main hall, everyone put down their chopsticks and turned their gaze to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan slowly rose, straightened his clothes, and then bowed to Zhang Hengqu.

Such a proper and orderly demeanor caused Zhang Hengqu and everyone else in the hall to adopt a solemn expression.

Putting aside everything else, the respect Zhang Yuan showed for Zhang Hengqu alone shows that he is a person who respects his teachers and values ​​the Way.

Answering questions and resolving doubts is the way of a teacher.

If Zhang Yuan wants to ask questions about reading, then he should observe the proper etiquette of a disciple.

Zhang Hengqu straightened his posture, waiting for Zhang Yuan to ask a question.

Zhang Yuan took a step forward, then suddenly stopped and turned to look at Lei Ming, the head of the Demon Suppression Division.

"Chief Lei, remove the defensive formations here." With a calm expression, Zhang Yuan spoke loudly, "Today, I have paid my respects to Master Hengqu as a disciple. If anyone wants to spy on this scene, let them see."

"They just want to see a civil-military conflict between my Zhen Tian Si and the Imperial Academy. Let them see what kind of people Mr. Hengqu and I, Zhang Qingyang, are."

(End of this chapter)