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Eight hundred and forty-second leader (2)(1/2)

Naturally, the movements of the Imperial Academy cannot be concealed.

It soon spread to Chang'an City.

"This guy..." Han Shuo almost smashed Baoyu in his hand when he heard this.

The sages of the Yangzi, all the stars surround the moon, and their mouths praise: Zhang Zi.

This means that the Niu Er, who will be in charge of the entire Gongyang School in the future?

And under normal circumstances, the leader of the Ram is the leader of the Confucian clan!

Who dares not accept it?

Then wait for the beating!

The hegemony of the ram is not only based on the favor of the emperor.

He is also a man from the Yang from all over the world!

Since Dong Zhongshu established his studies in Guangchuan and Hu Wusheng taught Linzi, the number of people in the Gongyang School has always been the best in the world.

The mistake has always been the case, and there have been endless disputes within the Ram.

The radicals, ideals, academics, prophecies and taboos, each of them do their own affairs.

The remaining forces of the Legalists, Huang Laos, famous masters and even Mohists are also mixed in.

It is told that he cannot use his skills and is subject to restraint everywhere.

The world has long been unified by Gongyang’s thoughts!

Now that Zhang Zi has re-entered his position, although it is impossible to merge immediately.

However, in the next few decades, the world's literary world will be subject to its attitude and cannot be changed.

In case, he will make a fortune in the world...

That is...

Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the whole world was returned to his heart!

Even the future emperor must bow his head in front of him!

Thinking of this, Han Shuo felt upset, like an ant on a hot pan.

He knew that he didn't actually hate Zhang Zizhong.

But hate yourself!

He was once passionate and full of ideals.

I also had aspiration to serve you Yao and Shun!

However, reality made him choke up speechlessly.

So, he gave up and became the person he hated the most.

As a result, it was found that the officials were getting bigger and bigger, their status was getting higher and higher, their power was getting bigger and bigger, and their wealth was getting bigger.

A woman, gold, and a handsome man, comes and wails when summoned.

And that Zhang Zizhong was like him.

He became famous at a young age, full of passion and determined his ideals.

He had expected that this man, like him, would fall into mud and be with the light and dust.

However……

But reality slapped him.

Zhang Zizhong proved to him that he can succeed without having to kneel down!

This is a complete denial and complete humiliation of his life!

For countless days and nights, Han said he had nightmares.

He dreamed that in the dream, his elder brother rode his horse, his armor was bright and resolute as before, and his eyes were even more shining with a ray of fear that made him scared.

"My brother, have the Huns destroyed now?" The eldest brother rode on the horse and asked in a low voice: "Has the original oath been fulfilled?"

He was speechless and was ashamed.

He didn't even dare to speak.

Because he was afraid that his elder brother would know that, Han said that he had vowed with his elder brother to be the descendants of Nan Zhong and Guan Zhong of the Han family, but he fell into a villain who relied on suppressing the frontline meritorious soldiers, exploited Guang Luxun's officials to make money, and rely on alliances with others to secretly conspire to rebel.

In that case, my elder brother would probably not be able to rest in peace under the fountain!

What made Han even more trembling was that he dreamed of the Zhongjun that he hadn't dreamed of for a long time.

"Brother Han, Brother Han, before he went on his mission to Nanyue, I said that on the day I returned, I would join hands with me to fight the northern expedition and make contributions in the desert..." The Zhongjun, who held his head and let the blood dripped down, walked towards him step by step from the sea of ​​blood. His eyes could not be closed, and blood and tears were left behind from his eyes, like pearls and jade. "Now, Brother Han is willing to fight the northern expedition with me?"

In the sea of ​​blood behind the Zhongjun, the heroes who followed him south to quell the rebellion of Lu Jia in Nanyue struggled hard to climb out of the sea of ​​blood.

"General! General!"

Countless people shouted and came towards him.

When he turned around in fear and wanted to escape, he saw the overwhelming warship, descending the river, and on the deck of the warship, a young general pulled out the long sword from his waist with great enthusiasm: "Sweep away the rebellion, unify the country, and prosper the Han Dynasty, today!"

The general's appearance was particularly clear and clear.

It was General Henghai, Han, who was more than 20 years ago, said!

It’s not the current Guangluxun Han saying!

When Han woke up from his dream, he found himself in tears.

And now, he felt that nightmare was one step closer to him.

Tonight I am afraid I will dream of my eldest brother and the Zhongjun again, and those countless heroes who have sacrificed their lives and fought hard and died in vain.

"Master Father...Master Father..."

Suddenly there was a noise outside the door.

Han Xing and Han Wen brothers entered the door with joy and said happily: "Zhang Shizhong respects Zhang Zi for the Gongyang students in the Imperial Academy!"

"My father, please enter the palace quickly and ask His Majesty to ask Sister Yang to be the sister of the Lord of Nanling..."

"It's too late, but it's too late!"

Han Shuo looked at these two stupid sons and clenched Baoyu in his hand slightly, his face was solemn, and he snorted coldly: "Don't mess around for children!"

"I am the grandson of Gong Gaohou, how can I do this shameful thing!"

"Go to study quickly!" Han Shuo stomped his feet and scolded: "Don't mention this matter again!"

Han Xing and Han Wen looked at each other in a different way, and it was difficult to understand his father's brain circuit.

In their opinion, there is no one who is more suitable to marry his own baby sister than an idol!

Only idols deserve their beautiful, knowledgeable and talented sister!

"Sir..." Han Xing bowed: "You think about it again..."

"A graceful lady needs a gentleman to match her..."

"My sister Yang has been lonely since she was a child, so I hope you can pity her..."

When Han Shuo heard this, he suddenly turned around and said, "I don't know what's up!" Then he left, leaving Han Xing brothers for no reason.

"Did my father take the wrong medicine?" Han Xing was very puzzled.

"Probably..." Han Wen nodded and said, "No matter what father is, we will enter the palace and go to see the eldest brother. Please make your own decisions!"

When Han Xing heard this, he nodded and said, "The elder brother is like his father, and the elder brother will be the winner!"

As long as the raw rice is cooked, the old father must agree if he doesn’t agree!

Besides, who dares to marry a younger sister except her idol?

The two brothers then went out excitedly and prepared to drive to Jianzhang Palace.

As a result, he was told by the retainer who was in charge of the carriage: "The lord has just ordered us to prepare the carriage and prepare to go to Jianzhang Palace..."

"The two young masters are going to build the Zhang Palace?"

“What happened?”

The two brothers listened, their faces full of incredible expressions.

I don’t know what the old father is going to make a fuss?

………………………………

At this time, Jianzhang Palace was already more lively than during the court meeting.

Countless nobles and honorary ministers gathered here, and even Prime Minister Liu Quqi came in person.

What happened in the Imperial Academy has made them unable to sit still.

"This Zhang Zizhong should learn some lessons!" Many people said: "If you are so arrogant, how can you have a place for us in the future?"
To be continued...
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