Yan Xiyu sat in a group of old men in the Kong clan without feeling embarrassed or uncomfortable at all. After more than two thousand years of experience, the relationship between the two families is really close. The gate of the Yan family is less than a mile away from the Kong mansion. The Yan family is among them every year at the Confucius Festival, whether it is the hundreds of years before the Kong family was outstanding or the thousands of years after the Kong family became prominent.

The long time has already completely bound the two families.

Therefore, the Yan family always looks at things from the perspective of the Kong clan, because they are one and a relationship of one loss and one prosperity.

The Kong clan also habitually does not regard the Yan family as an outsider. Just look at Yan Xi's most advanced status now, and you can feel that his status is outstanding.

However, Yan Xi-hyun, who was sitting in the front, didn't want to say anything at the moment.

The violent fluctuations in his brain have not subsided yet.

Such a huge shock, such incredible scenes, today's thrilling moment is really ten times more than the storms that Yan Xi's life has experienced in the past few decades.

After this disaster, the Kong family was greatly damaged. He could not even imagine how the Kong family would gain a foothold in the Shilin in the future.

Yan Xi's heart shuddered when he thought of the busy Qingshui scholars in the Konglin at this moment.

"Bless our ancestors, our ancestors and ancestors." Bless these people, don't look at the Yan family.

Because he just thought about Kong Fan, Kong Yuancuo, Kong Zhiquan, Kong Zhi, Kong Kejian, Kong Yinzhi, and others, and what they did, he couldn't help but feel cold.

Because their Yan family also knelt on the Qing Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty, right?

Although his family's position as a doctor of the Five Classics was established when he was attacked by Zhu Ming, Yan Hui was called a restoration saint, and it was entirely due to the gift of the Yuan Dynasty, otherwise Yan Hui would not be a Confucian saint.

The reward for Yan Hui during the Zhenguan period of Emperor Taizong of Tang was just a "teacher"!

Moreover, the Fusheng Temple is also built in the Yuan Dynasty. Among the people who knelt down with Kong Yinzhi, there were their ancestors of Yan family among the Qing Dynasty...

If the Yan family had also fallen into the eyes of the demon Wang Lun, not to mention taking away all the property and wealth, but just digging the tombs of the ancestors of the Yan family, the Yan family would have no longer had a foothold in Shilin.

Fortunately, the glory of the Kong clan in Qufu is so dazzling that it completely covers the Yan family, so that the Kong family is now damaged by the Qingshui Cult, but the Yan family has not suffered any losses.

Not to mention the big loss of money that was asked by Qingshui Sect, in Yan Xi's eyes, it was not a loss at all.

In the entire Qufu, except for the Kong family, who dares to say that he has lost it now?

"Blessings of ancestors, blessing the Yan family, and blessing the Yan family to be safe and safe under the big trees."

Although the Kong family is a little unkind when they think so, at the moment of slightest moment, I will die for fellow Taoists.

Then he heard Mrs. Cheng's hysterical screams...

Then the news that Kong Zhaohuan died of vomiting blood immediately reached Wang Lun, "Diet after vomiting blood? How old is he?"

Wang Lun was shocked. Kong Zhaohuan saw that he was only in his thirties, but he didn't expect that his body would be so useless?

But if it doesn't work, it won't work. He is now unconscious and will be a Yan Shenggong who is useless. Wang Lun just received the news from Wang Zhen that the Little Two Thousand Si Shui Qingjun was chasing behind his butt and rushing to Qufu.

"Yu Yijian is looking for death!"

Wang Lun gritted his teeth and said, "Although there are only three or four thousand people left in the Qingshui Sect, this is not something that the Qing army, which is less than two thousand, can be provoked. He dared to tie his brother's butts to Qufu, and he really didn't know that the sky was so high."

"Since Yu Yijian is seeking death by himself, then the leader will fulfill his wish."

After dispatching troops, two thousand rebels quickly gathered out of the city and ran eastward.

The Sishui River Basin is really a plain, and now it is early winter. The green gauze tent in the fields has long disappeared, and the rebels can't even find a place to hide.

This means that this battle will inevitably be a head-on battle.

But no one took the Qing army, which was less than 2,000 yuan seriously.

Xiguanzhuang, a very ordinary small village in Qufu. But because of today's battle, it was destined to leave a trace of his own figure on the books of history, although it was just a subtle stroke!

The weather is clear and the sun is hanging high.

The winter sun shines on people, warm, but the arrival of the cold wind blows away it.

Without the obstacles of mountains and forests, the north wind became even more unmoving. The whistling sound made the fields of winter appear to be empty and rough.

Although the Qing army did not stop after entering Qufu, the march was undoubtedly more cautious.

When he found that the large rebel army in front arrived, the leading general immediately shrank his formation and leaned against the Sishui River in the north to look like he was defending.

The Sishui River is already frozen, but it is still far from the frozen river. It is even further away from the army that can walk on the frozen river.

Rows of bird gunners lined up in front, and there were also a group of swordsmen and bowmen.

Of course, some light artillery are also indispensable.

Did the Qing army pursue the situation? It was too heavy to carry the cannons. The ones accompanying the army were all small mountain-splitting cannons worth hundreds of kilograms.

At this time, they were also lined up in front of the formation.

General Gan and Yu Yijian were in the array, looking at the messy Qingshui Doctrine Army on the opposite side, looking at the heart of the eyes.

In other words, it is difficult to form large arrays in the mountains and fight in a formation. If it were placed on the plains and plains, these bandit troops would have been swallowed by the government troops long ago.

Even if there are people in the thief army, there are meat bombs.

So he didn't know that Wang Lun on the opposite side had a disdainful smile on his face at this time.

Before, when he was in the mountains, Wang Lun was reluctant to use the livestock in his hand to "charge into battle". They are the most important means of transportation in the army.

But now it's different. They are about to part with each other. These cows, horses, donkeys, etc. are useless.

The most suitable identity of the Qingshui Cultists who fled to escape from war is the civilians.

So Wang Lun was not ready to use his backbone elites to die. Behind the messy queue, a large number of livestock were distributed with medicinal powder packs.

The distance between the two armies became closer and closer, and Meng Can was also leading the army to the south of the Qing army. It took Meng Can's army to arrive at the position after a long time.
Chapter completed!