On the second day, Yang Xuan went to Zhoushe first.

"A document has come from Taoxian County, asking us to be careful of spies from Beiliao." Lu Qiang handed over a document.

"While the troops and horses have not moved, the spies will go first." Yang Xuan took the document and said, "If Northern Liao wants to raise troops, the first thing to do is to send spies to explore all parts of northern Xinjiang."

He glanced at the document and saw exactly this, "Let He Lianyan do this."

Jiang Heer puffed out his cheeks and chewed as he came in. When he saw the three people looking at him, he quickly swallowed the food in his mouth.

But there was too much food, and I was choked.

Yang Xuan went over and slapped her on the back.

Jiang Heer swallowed the food and said with tears in his eyes: "I'm late."

"It's not too late." It was not yet time to go to the Yamen, so Yang Xuan said a few words, "I'm in Xuanxue this morning. If you need anything, just look for me over there."

"Is Xuanxue recruiting disciples today?" Lu Qiang asked.

"Yes." Yang Xuan pointed at Jiang He'er, "Let He'er bring five thousand dollars, which can be regarded as a congratulatory gift from the state."

Cao Ying smiled and said: "Mr. Lang also has to give it."

"I'll go alone." Yang Xuan smiled.

Then he went out and mounted his horse. Yang Xuan pointed at Jiang He'er's little mouth and said, "Wipe it."

"What's wrong?" Jiang He'er wiped it with the back of his hand, "There is oil."

"Why do you have breakfast so late?"

The Yang family now has too many people, and it can be called a bell-ringing meal. But at every meal, Wang Laoer shouts, and everyone can hear it.

"I went to see the well this morning."

"What well?"

"It's the well where Baodong fished for the moon last night."

"What's in there?"

"Just one shoe is floating."

Yang Xuan fantasized about the scene and couldn't help but think of the movie he had seen in the scroll. However, in that scene, there were not only floating red embroidered shoes, but also a pile of long hair.

Metaphysics opens its doors today, so I’m so happy!

Ning Yayun also took the initiative and brought a group of professors to welcome the guests, no, to welcome the newcomers.

The newcomers haven't arrived yet, but the guests have arrived.

Originally, Chenzhou's beliefs were a bit complicated. According to Lu Qiang, there were too many gods in Chenzhou. Some were in charge of fertility, some were in charge of money, and some were in charge of health... It doesn't matter. The point is, every god has his own

He is multi-talented and can handle everything.

Under the chaotic beliefs, the people were confused.

The arrival of metaphysics is like a ray of new wind, which brightens the eyes of the people of Chenzhou.

In the past, the gods that everyone believed in were all wild and had no origin. Even a big tree would be given a god's name if it lived long enough, and it would become the object of people's spiritual sustenance.

The metaphysics are different. The gods enshrined in it have been passed down in an orderly manner for thousands of years.

Moreover, the gods of metaphysics are very professional. They do not specialize in multiple functions, but are strict and strict. Those who should be in charge of fertility should only focus on fertility, and those who should be in charge of money cannot interfere with health...

This is professionalism!

So the incense flourished.

The number of believers increases day by day.

Today is a big day for metaphysics, and many believers have come one after another.

"Ma Langjun!"

"Tang Langjun!"

The professors greeted him with a smile.

"Where's Bao Dong?" Ning Yayun asked.

That nimble disciple is the best person to receive you at this moment!

"Yesterday I went to Zitai's place to drink. I got so drunk that I fell into the well."

"Are you okay?" Ning Yayun was a little worried.

"fine."

"That's good."

"I gave him a good beating when I came back. I'm probably applying medicine now."

This woman is so fierce... The corners of Ning Yayun's mouth twitched, "It's a good fight."

Bao Dong came out in a hurry, with bruises on the corners of his mouth. After saluting, he hurried to the front to receive him.

"Look, Doriso!" An Ziyu was a little intoxicated by the effect of his beating, and the ruler between his fingers turned with increasing joy.

What would happen if she was allowed to take over as head master?

Ning Yayun thought about it seriously and then put the idea aside.

The occult will become a gang!

Relying on violence to suppress the disciples below.

Why!

Man, it’s difficult!

Bao Dong came back and said, "Headmaster, there is a guest from Chang'an. Yang Jia, who claims to be the Yang family, has learned that Xuanxue has opened a mountain gate in northern Xinjiang, so he came here to congratulate him."

"Mr. Yang?" An Ziyu sneered, "You should be beaten out!"

"The overall situation is the most important thing!" Ning Yayun shook her head, "Please come in."

Yang Jia came over with a smile, accompanied by more than ten people, among whom a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard caught the eye.

"I've met Headmaster Ning." Yang Jia handed over his hand.

"Thank you very much." Ning Yayun said in a free and easy manner.

The man with a pale face and a beardless face walked up and spoke. His sharp voice made Ning Yayun shrink her eyes.

"Chu He, I have met Headmaster Ning. We have been in the palace and have never been to the Imperial Academy. We are not lucky! We are here today. At least Headmaster Ning allows us to see those gods."

An Ziyu narrowed her eyes and wanted to speak, but Ning Yayun took a step forward and said, "It's easy to talk, please."

This Chu He came from the palace. He smiled and said: "No one expected that Xuanxue would withdraw from the Imperial College. Your Majesty later mentioned this matter and was quite annoyed.

After asking around, I found out that metaphysics had come to Northern Xinjiang.

No, Your Majesty ordered us to come and see if the metaphysics is okay. If not, we will go back.

Chang'an is so big that it doesn't lack a mountain gate."

There is something in this sentence, and it means something to win over.

"Please." Ning Yayun did not answer, but nodded, and then two professors came over and took them in.

Watching them go by, An Ziyu said: "At first, they drove us out of the Imperial Academy like dogs, but now they are here to win over us. This is to weaken Zitai."

"Even you can see it." Ning Yayun sighed: "It shows that the emperor is getting more and more confused."

An Ziyu thought for a while, "What do you mean by this, do you mean that I am stupid?"

"No, no matter how stupid the emperor is, he is still better than the average person."

Ning Yayun successfully changed the topic, but she began to think about it herself.

Other emperors talked about the constitution and kept their promises, but Li Bi changed his orders day by day...

Huang Chunhui vomited blood, and great changes in northern Xinjiang were imminent.

"Master Ning."

An acquaintance came and held his hand with a smile.

"Chen Langjun, I don't see you very well, please." Ning Yayun said in a gentle and elegant manner.

Yang Jia and Chu He were arranged in a room alone.

The attendant checked and said, "No one is listening."

"Xuanxue people are only thinking about talking and they don't know how to pry." Chu He sat down and asked, "What does the emperor mean by asking you to come?"

Yang Jia said: "Huang Chunhui is domineering, Liao Jin is just that, and he even promoted Yang Xuan. Beijiang actually has the intention of being the last to lose. The emperor ordered me to come and see Chenzhou and Yang Xuan..."

"Who do you want to win over?" Chu He smiled and reached for the water glass.

These are a pair of densely wrinkled hands, with blood veins winding on the back of the wrinkled hands, looking like snakes and insects under the bark of an old tree.

Yang Jia couldn't help but be startled, thinking of those old monsters in the palace.
To be continued...