Evil Master and Disciple

Early in the morning, Ye Feng carried Sanzhier out of the Rulin Inn and headed towards the imperial city.

The words Su Xiaoli said yesterday kept lingering in his ears, keeping him awake all night.

When leaving Kanglefang yesterday, Su Xiaoli asked him to find out as soon as possible whether the Sword of the Nation had been lost.

In fact, this matter is not a big deal for Ye Feng.

He is a cultivator, and no matter how chaotic the mortal world is, it actually has nothing to do with cultivators.

The change of dynasties is like reincarnation. No dynasty can rule the nine provinces forever. Every dynasty will be replaced by a new dynasty after hundreds or thousands of years.

No matter how many people die in the change of dynasties, monks generally do not interfere.

The wars during the change of dynasties only lasted for a few decades, which was nothing for the monks.

However, Ye Feng was very concerned about this matter.

Maybe it’s because he has received higher education, or maybe it’s because he is a time traveler.

His three views are different from those of the monks in this world.

He didn't want to see anyone suffer.

So he must do his part, not for himself, but for the people of the world.

There is a grand court meeting today, and all officials above the sixth rank in Beijing must attend.

Officials going to court and officials going to work in the imperial city lined up in long queues outside the imperial city.

Ye Feng waited in line for a while before entering the imperial city.

When he arrived at the Hanlin Academy, he ran into Gu Tianshi.

The Hanlin Academy is a relatively special organization. Its officials are actually scholars who study academic subjects. They hold very high official titles, but most of them have no real power.

He received a salary every month, researched articles, and occasionally presided over a few imperial examinations.

Most of the old scholars in the Hanlin Academy did not have to attend court.

When Gu Tianshi saw Ye Feng coming, he hurried to meet him.

"Brother Ye, why are you here?"

"I'm here to see Dean Qiu. What are you doing in such a hurry so early in the morning?"

"I was promoted a few days ago. There's a grand court meeting today, so I have to hurry up and attend. Brother Ye, you've come at the wrong time. Mr. Qiu left the Sage Building last night and has been staying in the palace ever since."

"In the palace? What happened?"

Gu Tianshi glanced around and then whispered, "I don't know what's going on lately, but the palace has been uneasy. I heard from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that there seems to be some problems with the magic arrays left by some Confucian sages in the palace, and they keep failing.

Last night, two magic circles malfunctioned again, and several people were injured. I heard that a palace maid also died.

Mr. Qiu could only go into the palace to repair the magic circle.

However, these magic arrays were left behind by Confucian saints thousands of years ago. Now we in Confucianism only have sub-saints, but no saints. It takes a lot of effort to repair the magic arrays left behind by these Confucian saints.

Brother Ye, you go back first. When Mr. Qiu comes back, I will go to the Rulin Inn to inform you."

"No need."

Ye Feng shook his head slightly and said, "I'll go to the palace and take a look."

Gu Tianshi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "You have the golden waist badge given by Mr. Qiu, which allows you to enter and exit the inner courtyard of the imperial palace at will. It's almost time for court, so let's go together."

Gu Tianshi pulled Ye Feng towards the palace.

The Hanlin Academy was right next to the imperial palace, and they soon arrived at the palace gate.

Gu Tianshi kept introducing some court officials wearing court robes to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng could see that Gu Tianshi was very eager to be an official. He was not satisfied with his current position and wanted to continue climbing up.

But Ye Feng was thinking about the National Sword and the Dragon Vein, and had no intention of paying attention to him.

The two separated at an intersection, and Gu Tianshi went to the Main Hall to hold a grand court meeting.

However, with his current rank, he could only squat outside the main hall and be blown by the cold wind.

Ye Feng headed towards the Jiaotai Hall to the north of the Main Hall.

He wanted to see if Mr. Wen was there.

Perhaps because there have been frequent incidents in the palace in recent days, the guards in Jiaotai Palace seem to be more strict than the last time Ye Feng came.

Not only were there more Imperial Guards outside, but there seemed to be quite a few people inside as well. Unlike the last time Ye Feng came, there were only three eunuchs and Mr. Wen inside.

When Ye Feng approached Jiaotai Palace, he was stopped by the commander of the Imperial Guards.

He took out his badge and said, "I am a disciple of Master Wen and Dean Qiu. Is Master Wen in the hall?"

The commander looked at Ye Feng's badge in surprise. Yes, it was real.

He looked at Ye Feng again, a young boy who was still wet behind the ears.

They turned out to be the disciples of Dean Qiu and Master Wen.

The commander naturally wouldn't dare to offend someone who possessed this golden badge.

He nodded and said, "Several sub-saints are in the hall. Please wait a moment, sir. I will go in and pass the message."

Ye Feng said: "Ah? They are all here? That's great!"

The commander sent someone to Jiaotai Palace to pass on the message.

Today the sun really rises from the west, and the six sub-sages of Confucianism gather in Jiaotai Hall.

These six old men seemed to be arguing about something, and each one was calling him an old fool.

This made the three eunuchs standing next to the national seal very embarrassed.

At this time, the Imperial Guards came in and announced that a man who claimed to be Dean Qiu and a disciple of Mr. Wen had come to ask for a meeting.

Upon hearing this, the Jiaotai Hall immediately became quiet.

Old Man Wen was startled, then cursed: "Why is this brat here? Get him out of here right now."

Dean Qiu also spoke up, "Tell him to go to the Sage Building and wait for me."

Just as the imperial guard who came in to deliver the message was about to leave, he saw four old men with white beards and wearing Confucian robes running towards the gate at great speed.

An old man said, "You two old bastards, you're hiding our good disciple, aren't you? Is Ye Feng here? And you want to send him away! Shame on you!"

Another old man said, "We old guys won't steal your disciples. Do you think you should be on guard against us like thieves?"

"Is that the young man outside? Go, go, quickly invite him in."

Seeing this, Qiu Changlin and Wen Lianggong knew that something was wrong.

The imperial guard who had delivered the message quickly came out, saying with a strange look on his face, "Commander, several sub-saints invite this young master in."

The commander of the Royal Guards nodded and respectfully made way.

Ye Feng put away the gold medal and walked towards Jiaotai Hall.

After he left, the commander asked the imperial guard, "What's with that expression on your face? Who is this guy?"

The Imperial Guard laughed dryly and said, "I don't know either, but judging by the looks of those sub-saints, this kid is definitely not ordinary."

The commander of the Imperial Guards glanced at Ye Feng's back and muttered, "It would be strange if he could be accepted as a disciple by two sub-saints and given a golden dragon waist badge that allows him to travel anywhere in the imperial city. Why haven't we heard of such a person in the capital before? Which prince or noble family is he from?"

He was a rough and tumble warrior who longed to be a scholar.

A hint of envy appeared in his eyes.

After all, not everyone can become a disciple of a sub-saint, let alone two sub-saints.