Film and TV: Starting from the Night Watchman of Dafeng

Chapter 47: Not only external thieves, but also internal traitors!
Edge of Mulberry
Nangong Qianrou pulled a signal firework.

The two continued to walk towards the temple and could see the dire state of the temple from a distance.

It was almost completely destroyed, with water flowing everywhere.

"Let's treat the fire first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yan took a quick step forward, lifted a door sea with a diameter of more than half a meter with one hand, and supported the bottom of the jar with the other hand. With a light pull, the full jar of water jumped out and put out a fire.

With his ability as a fourth-rank martial artist, if he was brutal and reckless, encouraging his energy and releasing his qi, he could put out the fire faster.

However, this is a royal temple, and the majesty of the royal family cannot be desecrated.

Nangong Qianrou also flashed to the side of a Menhai, and was about to pick up the Menhai when suddenly a breeze blew by, and a special smell penetrated into Nangong Qianrou's nostrils.

"Gunpowder... saltpeter!"

In a flash, an idea came to his mind!

"What did you say?"

Water and fire merged together, making crackling sounds and raising white smoke. Yang Yan didn't hear what he said for a moment.

Nangong Qianrou brought Menhai and while putting out the fire, she informed Yang Yan about the Dahuangshan saltpeter mine.

It seemed that he had violated the night watchman's code of conduct, but in fact he had done so intentionally.

"So, what happened in Sangpo today was a conspiracy between the demon race and the Wushen Cult?"

"When did the demon race and the Wushen Cult collude with each other?"

"and many more!"

Yang Yan suddenly remembered a murder case reported by Li Yuchun in Chunfengtang before the ceremony. The deceased was a small flag officer of the Jinwu Guard.

He paused and looked at Nangong Qianrou again, anger rising in his eyes, "Not only are there external thieves, there are also internal traitors!"

Nangong Qianrou sneered, the smile on her lips wrapped with a strong murderous aura, and urged, "Hurry up!"

He laughed again and said, "Let's finish this quickly. I'm going to get him and look for Wei Wuyang. Many things and many people are about to come to light."

His laughter was somewhat cruel.

...

next day
Academy
Unlike the capital city which is still in turmoil, life in the academy is peaceful.

Wei An didn’t know how others slept last night, but he slept very soundly. He even took a break and slept a little longer.

After having breakfast in the cafeteria, he leisurely came to the Accord.

Today we will carry out an agenda that was agreed upon earlier.

Learn from the dean how to engrave other people's magic spells and learn how to speak... fight!
"Dean, the teacher is here too." Wei An bowed and greeted.

"You look fine, so I think you slept well last night. That's how it should be. You're so young, and you're running around outside all day. It makes us teachers look incompetent."

Chen Tai persuaded him whenever he got the chance.

"You are certainly not in good health, but you are not incompetent."

In the clear light, two figures emerged.

"Master Li, Master Zhang." Wei An bowed.

"It's my good luck."

Chen Tai accepted the ridicule calmly and was not shy about showing off.

"you…"

"Old thief..."

"cough."

A light cough interrupted the quarrel between the three people.

Zhao Shou slowly stood up and walked out into the courtyard.

Chen Tai, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai followed behind.

Wei An is second.

When they almost reached the center of the open space, Zhao Shou stopped.

"No problem. Only Confucianists can fully demonstrate the subtlety of Confucianism."

"The ability to engrave other people's magic is a sixth-grade Confucian scholar, while the ability to speak the law is a fifth-grade virtue."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Shen.

The latter took out a military book from his sleeve.

I only heard a deep voice shouting, "Thousands of troops are coming into the world!"

The next moment, clear light burst out from the military book in his hand, and the clear light condensed into figures in the air. There were cavalrymen riding horses and holding long spears, archers with bows and arrows, infantrymen with swords in one hand and shields in the other, and even soldiers pushing cannons. All of them were wearing armor and looked extraordinary and heroic!
Amazing.

Wei An sighed.

Zhang Shenliu noticed his expression and his beard trembled with pride.

Chen Tai and Li Mubai curled their lips.

Zhao Shouze explained, "Jinyan's use of the Confucian ability to summon soldiers from military manuals is essentially the same as my 'retreat three hundred miles,' but even more sophisticated."

Wei An was puzzled. “If I use poetry as a raft, can I achieve the same effect?”

Zhao Shou smiled and said, "Oh, Wuyang has a new work?"

That song of righteousness has become a must-read for students in the academy every day!
It is really beneficial for spiritual practice!
It's a pity that Wei An never produced another excellent work, which often made the old gentlemen in the academy sigh with regret.

"A single sentence won't do, it must be a complete article." Zhao Shou added.

Hearing this, Wei An shook his head.

I have a complete poem, but it's mixed with too many allusions, and I'm too lazy to revise it.

It’s better to just talk nonsense!

"It's okay, just learn military tactics from me." Zhang Shen said.

Wei An bowed and said, "I'm sorry to bother Master Zhang from now on."

"Small things."

Zhang Shen nodded with satisfaction.

"In fact, Wuyang, you can record his spell with your sixth-grade ability just now." Li Mubai said suddenly.

Zhang Shenli glared at him angrily.

"Next, let me demonstrate other magic for you."

Fortunately, Zhao Shou spoke in time and nipped the problem in the bud.

"Thank you, Dean."

"Experience it carefully." Zhao Shou warned, and then continued, "Killing is prohibited here!"

Suddenly, Wei An felt peaceful in his heart, and everything he saw was full of love, as if his kind side was infinitely magnified!

"Study things!"

"Copper skin and iron bones!"

"Golden elixir!"

"Dream!"

"... "

...

at this time
A tea shop

"Bo Ming, have you heard? Master Wei has made a great wish."

A scholar wearing a Confucian scarf said with a look of surprise.

"What? When did it happen? I haven't heard anything about it."

The other person at the same table said in surprise.

"Master Wei said that he wishes to cultivate good breeds, feed the hungry, study all things, and educate all living beings!"

That humane.

"Nonsense! This ambition is too big. How can it be realized?"

"Hey, look at you, who do you think Master Wei is? Only someone with such ambition is worthy of the title!"

"you…"

"Bo Ming, Master Wei's ambitions are beyond our reach. He even said he wanted to create a prosperous era for the human race. Listen, to someone who could say such things, how could he possibly have such an ordinary aspiration?"

"Is this... serious? Who told you that?"

"You're the only one who doesn't know. It's already spread!"

Xu Qian'an, who was wearing casual clothes, frowned when he heard this.

He sipped his tea calmly, waited for the people at that table to pay the bill and leave, and then quietly caught up with the scholar in the turban.

...

Academy, Accord

"Not bad." Zhao Shou slowly flipped through the booklet engraved by Wei An and couldn't help but nod in praise.

"It's good to learn it." Chen Tai on the side also sighed.

"It's my fault that I asked the teacher to worry about me." Wei An said hurriedly.

Chen Tai helped him up and said, "With your current strength, no one can hurt you unless a third-rank warrior gets close."

What about the first and second rank warriors?

Wei An retorted playfully in his heart and asked, "Where is the Wushen Cult?"

He always remembers it.

"The Witch God Cult? You're just a stinky rat from Longxugou! You don't even dare to show up. With your literary luck, you can fight even against a third-grade wizard." Chen Tai said angrily.

Zhao Shou continued, "Witches are skilled in divination, seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster. They also prefer to hide in seclusion, summoning heroic spirits and commanding ghosts to assassinate and ambush. You have the saint's knife to protect you, so you are not afraid of those assassinations and ambushes. You can fight head-on... If you ask for help from a saint below the third rank, you will only die."

Wei An’s confidence increased greatly, and he would definitely kill the wizard that night if he had the chance.

At this moment, a clear light burst out from the void.

Xin Shan's figure emerged.

"Xuezheng." Wei An saluted.

Xin Shan smiled and nodded slightly.

He looked at Zhao Shou again, suppressed his smile, and said, "Dean, today at 11:00 AM, the Yongzhen Mountain and River Temple was blown up by thieves."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shou gradually calmed down.

After a long moment, he just sighed.

Fortunately, the eldest princess was determined to have Yunlu return to the court.

Xin Zheng then added, "Nangong Jinluo is in front of the mountain gate. If you need any help, please find him."

(End of this chapter)