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Chapter 262 Ling Yu's Decision

You said my grandfather is seriously ill?

“It’s not that I’m saying this, it’s that your letter home said, sigh, that Grandpa Ling also said in his letter that he would give me his collection of books… Please remember to keep them safe for me when you get back.”

"Pah! Wang Zaitian, is this my grandfather's handwriting? You've forged it!"

"How could that be! My handwriting is nowhere near that bad!"

Ling Yu picked up the door panel from the ground and placed it at the entrance, separating the inside from the outside. He then looked at Wang Zaitian and sneered, "Just because you can't write this badly, you can't even stand up to several of the fonts!"

Wang Zaitian rubbed his face, still denying it: "You traitorous disciple, have you gone mad? Why would I curse your grandfather for no reason?"

Ling Yu sat down and looked at Wang Zaitian: "In order to send me home."

Wang Zaitian said helplessly, "You unfilial son, your grandfather is ill..."

Ling Yu interrupted him: "Which of your disciples is a fool? Your disciples include the straightforward, the stubborn, and the crazy, but not a single one is a fool! I was deceived by you at first, and I really thought my grandfather was sick!"

He packed his bags and headed home, but the more he walked, the more he heard that something was wrong, and he began to think that something was amiss. Then he took out the so-called letter from his grandfather and read it carefully—he had felt something was wrong when he received the letter.

Just three months ago, a letter came from home saying that my grandfather, despite his advanced age, was still vigorous and had personally hunted a wild boar.

Why did I suddenly receive another letter saying that I was seriously ill and would not live much longer, and that I wanted to see my grandson one last time?

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the handwriting and the wording were incorrect.

This is even more wrong!

Why did you lie to me and ask me to come home?

Wang Zaitian picked up the book that had fallen to the ground: "Why else? There's war outside, I wanted to make it safer for you to go home..."

Ling Yu sneered: "During the war, when the world was in chaos, why didn't you send me home? Instead, you took me with you and we wandered around."

"What do you mean by wandering? That's just training," Wang Zaitian corrected irritably.

“Back then you didn’t think I would be in danger,” Ling Yu interrupted him. “Now it’s just chaos in the Northwest, and you’re letting me go home. That means I’ve gotten involved in some danger.”

He looked at Wang Zaitian.

"Ah Sheng, who is it?"

……

Lingyu has always been accompanied by books. Although he is a disciple of the Imperial Academy and was personally appointed as a Doctor of the Five Classics by the Emperor, his interactions with others are simple and his relationships are shallow. It is impossible for him to be implicated in a crime because of others.

If so, firstly, this matter is extraordinary and must be a heinous crime involving the confiscation of property and the extermination of the entire clan; secondly, the relationship between this person and him is also extraordinary, not just that of ordinary classmates.

"...Back then, you were determined to take that child as your disciple, but after meeting your family, you never mentioned it again. Now that I think about it, how could someone as persistent and relentless as you give up so easily?"

"Unless it is known that this person is not suitable to be taken as a disciple."

Hearing this, Wang Zaitian looked helpless: "You know it's strange, why didn't you ask before, why ask now?"

Ling Yu looked at him and said, "She used to have a hard time making a living, but there was no danger. If I asked her, it would only make her uncomfortable. Now that she is in danger, of course I have to ask her. Only by finding out the truth can I deal with it and help her."

Wang Zaitian slammed the book on the table in annoyance: "You're just her classmate. Whether you help her or interrogate her, I, as her teacher, am the one who is above all others!"

He then waved his hand.

"Go home quickly."

“So, Ah Sheng is indeed in danger,” Ling Yu said, lowering her voice. “That’s why she went to Longxi, and the Mo Xiaohuangzi who suddenly appeared in Longxi is her.”

Wang Zaitian glared and hissed.

The library fell silent instantly.

In the early morning, as the academy was reviving, the sounds of students chatting, laughing, and reciting poetry drifted on the breeze.

Ling Yu slowly sat down.

It's her.

When Ah Sheng suddenly transformed from a man into a woman, she told him that she had no choice but to keep the truth from him.

So that's the unavoidable reason.

"Does Your Majesty know?" he asked in a low voice.

"How could that be?" Wang Zaitian muttered. "Only His Majesty can know what he is allowed to know."

For example, a maidservant impersonates Prince Mo and causes trouble in Wucheng.

But the emperor would never know that this maid was Prince Mo.

"Then, can it be kept secret?" Ling Yu asked.

Wang Zaitian curled his lip: "It's impossible to keep it a secret. There are no secrets in the world. Besides, if she wants Wei Cui dead, wouldn't Wei Cui want her dead too?"

Moreover, Wei Cui wasn't the only one who wanted her dead.

"My disciple."

Wang Zaitian looked at Ling Yu with a sorrowful expression.

"I was confused at the time and was deceived by this kid's intelligence, which led me into this trouble. I have no way to deal with it, but the sect cannot be broken with me."

He held Lingyu's hand.

"You should leave now. You are just my disciple. You still have the protection of the Ling clan. If you survive, you can carry on my sect's legacy in the future."

Looking at the sorrowful old man, Ling Yu remained unmoved.

“I can’t inherit your teachings. I’ll follow you because you’ve read a lot of books, and I can read a little more too,” he said. Then he pulled his hand back and shook it. “You should leave now. With your intelligence and ability to hide, you’ll definitely be safe.” He reached for a book on the bookshelf and started reading.

“She has no home anymore, so our sect is her home, and I am her family. I will wait here and protect her…”

Wang Zaitian suppressed his sorrow, spat, and snatched the book away.

“This is an ancient masterpiece by a sage; how dare you, as his disciple, read it?”

"Get out and go read the manuscript."

……

Ling Yu walked out of the library and stood at the door with a somber expression.

The instructor on duty was used to the teacher and student arguing, so he wasn't surprised. While eating breakfast, he asked, "Dr. Ling, are you leaving? I've packed your luggage."

Lingyu said, "I have a long lecture to attend today. Please take your luggage back to my dorm."

The instructor was surprised, never expecting that the quarrel between teacher and student today would have such a positive outcome. Dr. Ling, who usually had his eyes glued to his books and rarely paid attention to the affairs of the Chinese Academy, was actually willing to attend the large lecture.

"Okay, okay," he said hastily. "I'll have someone send it back to you. Doctor, you should go to class now."

Ling Yu slowly walked down the steps, attending large lectures to accumulate the reputation of a Confucian scholar.

He used to neither need to nor bother to do these things.

Now, for the sake of more prestige and more protection in the future.

But this reputation is probably useless.

He sighed softly to himself.

It turns out that Ah Sheng was struggling to survive, so he made a living by doing this.

……

"Report——"

Compared to the heated discussions in the capital, the fighting in Longxi was even more chaotic.

In the previous battle, White Stone Fortress also fell.

Today, the banner of the Mo family's Zhou clan flies over Baishibao, while the banner of Zhu Ziyongwu has retreated to Yancheng.

With an urgent report, Xinbing entered the main camp of the Yancheng military camp.

Inside the tent, just as before, maps and sand tables were neatly arranged, and letters and reports were piled up. Several generals stood at the front discussing something.

Zhu Yunxiao remained seated, but instead of closing his eyes to sleep as he had done before, he frowned and pondered something.

Upon seeing Xinbing enter, he first asked, "How is the battle situation in Qin'an City?"

Xinbing was taken aback by the question.

"General Feng is still besieging Longxi City," he said. "This news came ten days ago. We don't know if Wei Cui has returned to defend it."

Mo Xiaohuangzi was a thief. Although Wei Cui was chasing after Mo Xiaohuangzi, General Feng besieged Longxi City, so Wei Cui was also a thief. The two thieves fought each other, creating chaos and almost cutting off all communication.

Zhu Yunxiao remained silent, deep in thought.

"Captain, we just received intelligence that there's been some unusual activity from the Mo clan. A troop of Zhou's soldiers from Gangu is heading south, seemingly to aid the Mo bandits," the messenger hurriedly reported.

The generals gathered in front of the map and sand table immediately looked over.

"Captain, this is a great opportunity!"

"We can take back White Stone Castle!"

"We can launch a surprise attack on Gangu City!"

Everyone was discussing it when Zhu Yunxiao stood up and said, "No, we should support General Feng."

Everyone inside the tent was taken aback.

Support General Feng?
so far away--

“Well, Captain, General Feng has enough troops.”

"General Feng has other troops available in the rear, so we don't need to go there."

"Captain, the General has ordered us to garrison Yancheng, and the Mo bandits are also acting aggressively."

"Wei and Cui have also rebelled—"

Everyone tried to persuade him.