Myriad Immortals

Chapter 220 Fellow Travelers

He taught at the Hanlin Academy.

In addition to the three scholars within the academy, high-ranking officials from the imperial court would be invited to give lectures from time to time.

Zhong Xuan has been here for a month.

The scholars have always been Zhou, Zhuang, and Shangguan, but today the roles have finally changed.

However, what was unexpected was that the first person to come to the door was not from the Ministry of Rites or the Ministry of Personnel, but from Lin Muzhi of the Governor-General's Office of Jiujiang.

"Today, Lord Lin from the Governor-General's Office of Jiujiang will give a lecture to you all."

After leading Lin Muzhi to the desk in the center of the school building, Scholar Zhou smiled, a rare sight on his face.

Lin Muzhi is not very old.

He spent a long time in the Hanlin Academy, and when he was still a Reader-in-Waiting, Lin Muzhi was already the second-place scholar in the imperial examinations.

He felt from the beginning that this young man would have a bright future.

So at that time, he and Lin Muzhi became close friends despite their age difference.

After the tournament ended, Lin Muzhi lived up to everyone's expectations and soared to great heights, now far surpassing his old man.

But their friendship never faded.

As a renowned alumnus, Lin Mu naturally inspires admiration in all the other scholars who meet him.

Only those who have been to the Hanlin Academy can understand how difficult it is to climb to the fourth floor.

Lin Muzhi stood behind the desk, one hand behind his back.

It's hard to imagine.

These men, who looked like frail scholars, were actually ruthless individuals capable of charging through a massive demon army and slaying its commander.

"Today, I have come to the Hanlin Academy to give a lecture by His Majesty, so I will talk about the matter of the rivers and the demon race."

Lin Muzhi spoke slowly.

The content taught was all as expected.

Some perceptive junior scholars have already become extremely vigilant.

From the provincial examination to the palace examination, I had long known that the Holy Emperor valued the Southern Demon Kingdom.

Even the first person to come to the Hanlin Academy to give lectures was someone from the Governor-General's Office of Jiujiang.

What Lin Muzhi said will definitely be of great use.

"The demon race is inherently different from us humans. The demon race still has a trace of the ability to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and most of them have long lifespans. Some people think that the demon race is ignorant and reckless, but in my opinion, it should be called their natural nature."

Lin Muzhi did not boast or say anything like the demon race was nothing to fear or that the Qing Kingdom was a divine army sent from heaven.

Although he was the second-place finisher, he was also a veteran of many battles.

Underestimating your opponent is tantamount to suicide.

As a soldier, one should know from day one that even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit.

And as he said.

The demon race is closer to nature and worships the strong, so they are not as bad as people in the capital say. On the contrary, a demon army of more than ten thousand people can be extremely terrifying.

In contrast, the Qing Kingdom's army faces an extremely difficult task in just suppressing these arrogant and fierce generals, not to mention dealing with the intrigues and machinations within the court.

Lin Muzhi finished speaking.

He didn't continue speaking, but instead scanned the expressions on everyone's faces in the dormitory.

It's novel, it's serious...

But there was no fear.

"The capital has been at peace for too long."

Lin Muzhi sighed inwardly.

On the surface, the Qing Kingdom appears peaceful, but in reality, it needs to spend a lot of military and financial resources every year to counterbalance the various demon kingdoms in the south and prevent them from uniting.

Let's just say that.

Every time the southern demon kingdoms unite, the northern empires, regardless of which one they are, eventually descend into turmoil or even perish.

Only a few people know this.

The chaos that erupted in Jiujiang from Qinghe thirty years ago was orchestrated by the Southern Demon Kingdom.

that time.

The previous Holy Emperor and the Imperial Preceptor both died and perished as a result.

This shows how terrible it is.

Lin Muzhi finally fixed his gaze on Zhong Xuan.

Of all those present, perhaps only Zhong Xuan truly understood what he meant.

Regardless of whether these junior scholars could understand it or not.

For the next two hours, Lin Muzhi talked almost entirely about how to survive the battle against the demon beast army.

soon.

It was time to get out of school.

Lin Muzhi precisely controlled the content of his lecture within two hours.

After finishing the lesson, he left quickly.

He deliberately delayed his trip to patrol the river in other places in order to give this lecture.

Although the courses in the Hanlin Academy seem to be set by Scholar Zhou, they actually all require the Emperor's personal approval. That's why Lin Muzhi's first words were "by order of His Majesty," which was not an empty boast.

Lin Muzhi didn't say much to anyone else throughout the entire process.

He only spoke a few words to Zhong Xuan before leaving.

"Mr. Zhong, it seems you have a good relationship with Lord Lin."

Wang Kuan stood smiling beside Zhong Xuan, watching together as this outstanding senior of the Hanlin Academy departed.

Zhong Xuan: "As you know, I used to work at the Qinghe Governor's Office, and Lord Lin was my superior."

There was no deliberate attempt to conceal the sound.

So many people around heard it.

Or perhaps, Zhong Xuan said this on purpose for others to hear.

The point is to keep others completely confused.

Lin Muzhi's name is indeed very useful in the capital.

Having lived for so many years, Zhong Xuan understands one principle very well: one should hide one's strength and only reveal seven or eight tenths to outsiders, but as for connections, one should exaggerate and boast, and one will definitely not suffer losses.

Don't worry too much, and definitely don't be shy.

Zhong Xuan was preparing to find a secluded corner to cultivate when he happened to run into Lian Yuheng, who was a Grandmaster of the Three Realms.

The two looked at each other and then nodded.

That would be considered as having given a heads-up.

Unlike his previous high spirits when he was boasting about his official position, Lian Yuheng was now rather taciturn, or rather, depressed.

Zhong Xuan understood the reason for this change.

In fact.

Not all the top scholars in the Qing Kingdom went on to achieve the highest success; in fact, the probability of them standing out was not as high as that of the second-place scholar.

After all, the top scholar often represents the will of the emperor, rather than being the most outstanding person.

Whether it can withstand the pressure remains to be seen.

If you can withstand the pressure, you'll rise to great heights; if you can't, even the top scholar will fade into obscurity.

Zhong Xuan glanced at it only once, then began cultivating, and later went to the spirit chamber to cultivate.

A day goes by quickly.

They didn't leave until a quarter of an hour before the palace gates closed.

The palace is located in the very center.

The Cui family's residence was located in the south of the capital.

It's a step below the most expensive Oriental Plaza, but it's still a good location.

Zhong Xuan disliked riding in carriages, so he always walked. Martial artists have terrifying stamina, and with his advanced training as one of the Three Great Masters, traveling hundreds of miles was effortless for him.

We passed Shenlong Street.

Then you turn into a small alley.

Now Zhong Xuan knows too.

In this location, the people living in what may seem like ordinary houses are certainly not ordinary people.

Not long after Zhong Xuan walked out of the alley.

A figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the alley.

It was a monster with a wolf's head and a human body, its scarlet eyes flashing with extreme danger.

In Yunzhou, many people are unaware of this.

However, this type of demon and human was notorious in the capital.

They do things for money.

They were doing similar things to the ghostwriter.

The wolf-like monster narrowed its eyes at Zhong Xuan: "It seems like it shouldn't be too troublesome..."

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