The two brothers ran out of the Saintly Academy and didn't dare take the main road. They turned into the mountains from a small path on the side of the yard and ran for a long time before stopping.

Xu Qi'an's breathing was steady, while Xu Xinnian leaned against a pine tree, panting heavily. Because of the intense exercise, a touch of striking red color appeared on his fair face.

"What should we do now?" Xu Qi'an planned to consult his little brother, who believed in "doing things in an orderly way," and probed, "Did I just solve an eternal problem for the academy?"

He didn't expect his words to cause such a terrible phenomenon, nor did he know what kind of consequences it would have. Therefore, he followed Xu Erlang in a panic and fled.

Xu Xinnian panted and said arrogantly while calming his heartbeat, "At most, it's a problem that lasts two hundred years."

Xu Qi'an took out his water bag and handed it over.

Xu Erlang took a sip and continued, "If it were me who had just entered the academy, I would suggest that you stay there and wait for the worship and gratitude of the academy's teachers and students. But now, I just want to take you away quickly." He threw the water bag back to his cousin and waited for a while, seeing that his face was normal and without any doubts.

There was some disappointment and admiration.

Admiration, of course, was because his cousin was very smart, unlike his father's roughness. This made Xu Xinnian, who had a high opinion of himself, truly relieved.

Disappointment was that he couldn't show off his wisdom in front of his cousin and create a sense of superiority in intelligence.

Yes, even if his cousin had made amazing poems several times and had just written such earth-shattering sentences on the stone tablet... Xu Xinnian still felt that his intelligence was higher.

Without this mentality, he couldn't have made "If heaven didn't create Xu Xinnian, the Great Feng would be like a long night for eternity."

The two brothers quickly shuttled through the forest and quietly moved towards the direction of the stable.

Leaving without saying goodbye was the best choice at the moment.

Xu Qi'an stayed on the scene, perhaps to receive the gratitude of the Saintly Academy, or even to be regarded as a great scholar... although it was unlikely.

This was the good side.

The bad side was also obvious. The Saintly Academy and the Imperial College were in a dispute over the orthodoxy of Confucianism. If Xu Qi'an accepted the gratitude of the Saintly Academy, he would inevitably provoke the hostility of scholars from the Imperial College.

The whole court was full of scholars from the Imperial College.

One tax and silver case would cause endless trouble, which was more dangerous and troublesome than a hundred tax and silver cases.

Xu Xinnian's thoughts coincided with mine... Xu Qi'an laughed, "Xinnian, you're really a dog."

Well, Xu Erlang was not a pedantic scholar, perhaps because he had read The Art of War carefully.

"Rough." Xu Xinnian retorted and continued, "As long as we leave, I believe that the academy will not spread the news casually and will keep it confidential for us."

He stopped talking and thought deeply while walking, appearing silent and reserved.

...

The large square outside the Saintly Academy.

Zhao Shou, wearing a linen robe and with white hair, suddenly made an unexpected move. He turned around and looked at the back of the academy.

A few seconds later, three great scholars made the same move and looked at the back of the academy with solemn expressions.

The princess was puzzled and subconsciously turned her head along their gazes. The sky was clear, and there was nothing there.

But in the next moment, a visible clear air rose into the sky, piercing through the clouds. The thick white clouds floating over Qingyun Mountain dissipated in front of everyone's eyes.

Zhao Shou disappeared first, and the three great scholars followed suit, showing their extraordinary powers and moving their bodies three feet away to the back of the academy.

The princess's eyebrows lightly furrowed as she lifted her skirt and hurriedly followed. She was tall and graceful, and her charming figure while running was indescribable, only imaginable.

...

The Saintly Academy, the candlestick was tilting, and the wax was flowing densely.In the spacious hall, the clear air was like a gentle breeze, highlighting Zhao Shou's figure. He quickly scanned every corner of the hall and then focused his gaze on the cracked inscription of Cheng's Yasheng.

In Zhao Shou's ancient well-like pupils, a storm surged, and he quickly analyzed the reason for the soaring clear air.

The inscription that suppressed the academy had collapsed, and the vast righteousness contained in the Yunlu Academy broke free from its restraints, overflowing and causing the scene just now.

The problem was, how could the inscription of Cheng Yasheng collapse for no reason?

Soon, Zhao Shou understood. His gaze was attracted by the stone tablet he had erected in the hall. He looked at the content on the tablet and felt that the whole world was fading away, disappearing, and only the ugly font was deeply imprinted in his pupils.

Imprinted in his heart.

Becoming the only one in the world at this moment.

In the clear air that was like a gentle breeze, the figures of the three great scholars appeared, and they subconsciously scanned the entire hall.

When they saw the cracked inscription of Cheng's Yasheng, their pupils involuntarily contracted.

Why would the stone tablet be cracked... no, this is a good thing, it means that the seal that suppressed the Yunlu Academy's luck has been shaken... Li Mubai thought, suddenly realizing that the dean's state was not right.

It was a state of being immersed in his own world, like a soulless state.

The stone tablet actually cracked. In the era when Yasheng did not appear, someone could actually shake Cheng's stone tablet... Zhang Shen and Chen Tai glanced at each other, seeing shock and doubt in each other's eyes.

Immediately, like Li Mubai, they noticed the abnormality of Dean Zhao.

"For the heart of heaven and earth, for the life of the people, for the continuation of the saints' teachings, and for the balance of the world for all ages..." Zhang Shen murmured.

He was completely shocked by the spirit, temperament, and aspirations contained in this sentence. The goosebumps all over his body, and the hot blood in his chest seemed to boil.

"This is what a scholar should do. When serving as an official, they should serve the people, the country, and the world. They should not serve only one family or a few individuals." Chen Tai's lips trembled. This great scholar, who was reputed to have great talents in governing the country, was trembling uncontrollably at this moment. His voice was hoarse, "This is an epiphany... an epiphany..."

Li Mubai took a deep breath and calmed his emotions. "Who wrote this?" he asked.

The three of them looked at Dean Zhao at the same time. The dean had closed himself off for more than ten years, working hard to overthrow Cheng's Neo-Confucianism. If anyone in the world could create a new academic school, it would be him.

But the dean had just acted with them, and his attitude at this moment had already explained everything.

His response to them was silence. After a long time, Zhao Shou whispered, "You all go out first. If you have anything to say, we can discuss it later."

He continued, "A gentleman remains silent."

The three great scholars bowed and left together.

The hall door closed, and it was quiet around. Zhao Shou stood silently in front of the inscription, with hollowed-out doors and windows behind him, and the sunlight scattered in.

After a long time, he straightened his clothes and bowed to the inscription like a disciple, "In the morning, hear the Tao; in the evening, die content."

...

Princess Chang finally arrived outside the Yasheng Academy, holding her skirt. However, she found that the academy was enveloped by a bowl-shaped barrier ten zhang away, which isolated the inside and outside.

She was not in a hurry and calmly stood under the steps outside the academy, like a quiet and blooming flower.

In an instant, the three great scholars came out side by side, with a solemn expression, but it was hard to tell whether it was good or bad.

"Can the three gentlemen tell me?" Princess Chang looked at the academy in the distance.

"Please don't ask, Your Highness." Chen Tai bowed. "We temporarily don't have any clues about this matter either."

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Princess Chang smiled, and her noble face was as calm as ever.Saying goodbye to the three scholars, she walked alone towards the direction of the Elegant Pavilion. In the mountain breeze, her robe fluttered like a fairy who had descended from the mountains to play.

The two columns of armored soldiers still stood guard outside the Elegant Pavilion, like silent sculptures.

This group of 24 Jinwu Guards was her escort, and there was another team of seven Nightwatchers at the foot of the mountain.

However, the academy despised Wei Yuan and did not allow the Nightwatchers to enter the mountain.

The Princess led her escort down the mountain and found the seven Nightwatchers on the official road. Her voice was clear and melodious: "The Clear Cloud Mountain of the Yunlu Academy is full of vitality, but the Holy Academy has been sealed off. Report this to Duke Wei and let him keep a close eye on the academy and find out what's going on."

"Yes!" The Nightwatchers saluted.

The Princess continued, "Investigate a person for me, Xu Qi'an, a catcher from the Changle County yamen."

"Understood."