Zhao Yan can guarantee that he did not send any internal force into the iron ball.
But after the iron ball released the flames, it actually began to absorb his own internal energy. The released flames no longer burned his skin, and became closer to him.
He began to wonder what the trick was.
Just now, he only used the word "fire" when he spoke, and a picture of a smelting iron ball flashed in his mind.
Is it possible that I can control this thing?
"water!"
In order to verify the conjecture, Zhao Yan whispered a word as quietly as possible.
Unexpectedly, Tie Qiu didn't react at all. On the contrary, Tan Yun, who was not far behind him, now had a treacherous ear and said with a sad face:
"My lord, do you want some water? But there is no water here. Can I go get it when I get back?"
"...Go away!"
Zhao Yan replied speechlessly, and the latter looked aggrieved.
Since it is not a language, it is an imaginary picture in the mind.
It's just an iron ball, not a card reader...
He tried to go through the gurgling river in his mind.
Sure enough, the big iron ball suddenly became extremely soft at the next moment, as if it suddenly collapsed.
Zhao Yan watched in surprise as his right hand was wrapped in a silver water-like object, and his cognition was subverted.
How could there be such a wonderful thing...
Able to read the user's thoughts and change itself into this state.
This ability is just like a fairy tale.
He had some doubts whether the Confucian Academy was unable to solve the problem of lightning strikes, or whether it deliberately left the problem here.
You know, we have only dug more than one meter now...
At first he planned to dig ten meters!
But to say that some people can turn a blind eye to such a strange thing is to be too indifferent.
At least Zhao Yan thinks that when faced with such an item, his first thought is to keep it for himself.
Because it’s so fun…
He imagined the appearance of an arm armor in his mind, and the iron ball changed its shape again, turning into a shoulder armor that wrapped around the wrist from the shoulders.
Now is not the time to study what this thing is. You can take it back and slowly explore it.
"Come on, let's go back."
Zhao Yan turned around calmly and led the girls to leave.
But when those Confucian students standing on the ground saw this, they separated into rows and blocked their only way.
This situation made Zhao Yan feel a little funny.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but these guys wanted to make things difficult for him.
"Stop and hand over what you have, otherwise you won't be able to leave!"
A pretty-looking scholar first stood in front of them aggressively, looking at them condescendingly, as if he had stood on the moral high ground.
Seeing the momentum, the surrounding students also took a step forward to support him.
The Confucian Academy has some status in Qixia Town, and they are not afraid that Zhao Yan dares to attack them.
However, they soon realized that they had overestimated their status...
"Can you tell me what I have in my hand?"
Zhao Yan spread his hands and asked disdainfully.
Anyway, the iron ball has become an arm armor, so I am not afraid that they will dare to come looking for him.
They were just a bunch of industrious scholars, and he didn't even bother to fight with these people.
"Don't pretend to be stupid, I just saw you dig up an iron ball with my own eyes!"
"Yes, this is the land of our Confucian Academy, and the things dug out also belong to our Confucian Academy!"
"Come back quickly, we have already sent someone to ask for Mr. Ziyang, don't make it difficult for yourself."
Seeing these people acting so matter-of-factly, Zhao Yan smiled angrily.
student…
Why do you look so stupid everywhere you go?
He jumped forward suddenly, and his inner strength came out of his body, instantly knocking the dozens of Confucian scholars away seven or eight feet, and they all fell to the ground and started wailing.
"Which guy just said that he saw the king digging things out of the ground with his own eyes?"
Zhao Yan walked forward in small steps, glancing at these people uncertainly.
The Confucian scholars who were arrogant and domineering just now had their eyes wandering and did not dare to look at Zhao Yan for fear of being caught and beaten up.
"It's you?"
He suddenly looked at a Confucian scholar who had no time to look away, and asked in surprise.
"No, no! It's Cheng Zhongwen, he said it!"
The Confucian scholar moved back in panic, while pointing at the other Confucian scholar who just said that.
"Qian is here again! You are talking nonsense!"
When the Confucian scholar named "Cheng Zhongwen" was identified by his companions, he was extremely panicked. He immediately turned around and scolded him, and then turned to look at Zhao Yan.
"Your Majesty, the student didn't see anything. The student dares to swear to God!"
“……”
Zhao Yan shook his head speechlessly.
I really have no intention of doing anything to these weaklings.
At this time, all the girls also jumped onto the pit, following Zhao Yan and preparing to leave.
If everything in Qixia Town is good, it makes them feel good.
But the heads of these Confucian students looked like a group of filthy and stinky things, which made them feel sick just looking at them.
"Really? Since no one saw what I took, I will go back."
After Zhao Yan finished speaking, his eyes drifted towards the direction of the Confucian Academy.
I saw two men coming out of the corner over there.
Although the two of them seemed to be walking, their bodies seemed to be teleporting. With one step, they often covered a distance of several feet.
In a few steps, he was in front of the students.
"Mr. Ziyang! Mr. Heshan!"
"You two gentlemen must make the decision for us..."
"The students just told the truth, but this lunatic wanted to bully the weak and force the students and others to say things that were against their will!"
"If the two gentlemen hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid we would all have been poisoned by this thief!"
Seeing that there was a support in front of them, the students who were lying on the ground whimpering struggled to stand up.
They don't care how embarrassed they were just now, as long as they can regain their position, exaggeration is nothing.
Of course, the two men called sir will not be easily deceived.
But they already knew about Zhao Yan digging things out of the soil.
If he didn't know, forget it, but now that he knew it, there was no reason for him to take it away easily.
"His Royal Highness King Qi, this is the land of the Confucian Academy. Previously, the prince led people to dig here. The two fools respected the royal family of the Song Dynasty and did not stop it. However, if the prince wants to take something away from here, I cannot agree."
The man named Mr. Ziyang looked about ten years old, with a medium build and ordinary appearance.
He persuaded seemingly gently.
It seems reasonable, but in fact it sets the tone for itself right away.
It's okay for people to leave, and I won't care about the beating of students, but the things must be left behind.
This can be regarded as giving face to your Song Dynasty royal family.
But who is Zhao Yan? He won't care if you say soft things.
threaten?
Never accept it.
"Zi Yang? There seems to be no famous Confucian scholar in Kyushu with this name."
He did not answer the other party's question, but changed the topic in a different way.
"I, Zhu Xi, call myself Ziyang. It's normal that the prince has never heard of me."
"Zhu Xi, I have heard that I am the disciple of Master Cheng Lin of the Luozhou School."
Zhao Yan raised his arm and tapped his fingers several times.
Luozhou…
That was a large state in the southeastern part of the Song Dynasty.
Confucianism flourished here and there were many academies, among which the Luozhou Academy founded by the two brothers Cheng Lin was the most famous.
The purpose of its academy is to promote Confucianism, and it puts forward the central idea of "preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires". It is an extremely mainstream school among Confucianism.
"I didn't expect that the prince would have heard of my name."
Zhu Xi felt a little complacent in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face.
"Of course I have heard of it. The most outstanding disciple of the Luozhou School is the successor of Master Cheng."
"But why are you here? Logically speaking, your Luozhou school should not have any forces that have the need to exterminate you, right?"
Zhao Yan asked doubtfully.
Just a group of scholars...
Even if this Zhu Xi is a scholar in the Celestial Realm, he is still a scholar after all.
If scholars do not rely on the imperial court, can they still rebel?
Objectively speaking, Qixia Town is the base of the rebels.
There is no reason for such a powerful successor to the Luozhou School to hide in this ravine...
"The prince is unaware of something. I am here to eliminate the turmoil and bring order to the chaos."
"Now that the world is at peace, it is time to enjoy the prime of life, but there are many people with ulterior motives in Qixia Town. It is for these people that I came here."
Zhu Xi said with a smile, but when he looked at Zhao Yan, he seemed to be saying, "I'm talking about you."
Aren't the "people with ulterior motives" in his words the same people in Xuanji Tower?
And Zhao Yan has been very close to Xuanji Tower recently, so he was naturally included in it.
"It turns out that's what it is..."
Zhao Yan smiled playfully.
I thought Qixia Town was monolithic, but now it seems that the Confucian Academy alone is not the same as Xuanji Tower.
"That's it. After all the gossip, I wonder if the prince can return the things to the Confucian Academy?"
"I can guarantee that as long as the prince returns the things to their original owners, the Confucian Academy will never embarrass the prince."
After Zhu Xi finished speaking, the silent Mr. Heshan next to him also spoke.
"As a member of the royal family, King Qi should know etiquette, justice and integrity, and must not take other people's things as his own."
Zhao Yan lost his patience when he looked at these two scholars who had made it clear that they wanted to make things difficult for him.
I thought there were two people who meant what they said and would just say a few polite words.
What I didn't expect was that the other party would be so shameless.
Then he had no choice but to take action.
"Hey, I have never tried to defeat two Confucian celestial beings at once."
Zhao Yan originally had the habit of rolling up his sleeves before taking action, but for today's scene, he had better forget it...
He took a few steps forward leisurely and moved his chin.
Fighting with Confucian celestial phenomena...
Don't let your mouth slip.
Zhu Xi and Mr. Heshan frowned, the smiles on their faces suddenly disappeared, and they suddenly became serious.
"Is King Qi really going to take action?"
"Why don't you do it?"
Zhao Yan asked rhetorically.
"I would like to ask you, what rank is Cheng Lin's rank?"
"...My mentor's ambition is not to be in the officialdom. The highest official to the Judge of Qi Ningjun Jiedu is a high-ranking official of the third rank."
"From the third rank, what about you? Have you ever served as an official in the court?"
"I was promoted to Jinshi at the age of nineteen and served as an official for seventeen years. I reached the post of magistrate of Changzhou and became a member of the Western Ranking."
"You are so young, do you know what grade the prince is?"
“Shoichi dish.”
"Since you also know that I am so much older than you in terms of official position, but you want to take something from me, do you think you should hit me?"
Zhao Yan talked about specious truths, which made people feel that there was some truth, but they also felt that something was not quite right.
"Your Majesty, your words are false. Qixia Town is not the territory of the Song Dynasty. How can we distinguish the big and small based on the official positions of the Song Dynasty here?"
Mr. Heshan seemed to have caught Zhao Yan's mistake and hurriedly spoke.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Xi felt an unknown feeling in his heart.
"Where did your crane come from? Are you a citizen of the Song Dynasty?"
"How dare a vulgar person be a citizen of the Song Dynasty? I am a person from Yazhou in the Ming Dynasty."
"Since you are not a citizen of the Song Dynasty, how can you speak here? Get out of my way!"
"you!!"
Zhao Yan scolded him with an impatient expression, which made the latter angry and speechless.
Jiuzhou is still very concerned about status. Zhao Yan's status as a royal family is enough to make the other party have no chance of winning in this regard.
It’s useless no matter how noble a scholar is.
All their talents and ambitions need a court to give them space to display.
To put it bluntly, they are a group of people who are born to be attached to the imperial power.
"Since the prince plans to take that thing away by force, even though I am a citizen of the Song Dynasty, I still want to ask the prince for advice..."
Zhu Xi frowned, and Mr. Heshan also put away his angry expression, waiting for his move.
There was a moment of tension between the two sides. The Confucian scholars were afraid of being affected, so they all stepped back dozens of steps.
The power of Zhao Yan's shock just now had already struck fear into their hearts.
After all, Confucian scholars can only enter the realm of celestial phenomena by studying, and they are usually powerless.
"stop!"
The three of them stood tall and were about to take action.
Another voice sounded from the distant courtyard wall.
His walking method was more exaggerated, his body remained motionless, but the soil under his feet jumped up and carried him over.
If Zhu Xi and the two of them seemed to have shrunk to an inch just now, then this person's technique seemed a bit like earth control.
Another one?
Zhao Yan frowned slightly.
If you say that it is easier and happier to defeat two Confucian sects in celestial phenomena.
It won't be certain if there is another one.
After all, if three "Words and Methods" are superimposed on one person, the effect can be multiplied countless times.
Suppose one person is twice as much, and two people are twice as much.
But three people are eight times more...
The calculation method is not addition, but multiplication.
"Mr. Leshan!"
"Mr. Leshan is here!"
"gentlemen!"
"Junior brother..."
"Yang Ming."
When the Confucian scholars saw this person coming, they became even more excited.
"Mr. Leshan?"
Zhao Yan looked at the person in front of him and already knew the origin of this person.
"It is said that there was a young man named Wang Leshan in the Confucian sect who had a very good character. However, he failed to escape from Confucianism and developed inner demons. Then he lived in seclusion in the mountains and did not care about worldly affairs. Are you that Wang Leshan?"
"Your Majesty is right, I am none other than Wang Leshan."
The man stepped forward and clasped his fists in salute, but his attitude was much kinder.
"This place was transferred to the prince yesterday. I didn't inform everyone in the courtyard in time, which caused inconvenience to the prince. I'm really sorry."
"Oh? So you mean the misunderstanding is resolved now?"
Zhao Yan glanced at the faces of the three Confucian disciples and spoke provocatively.
"Exactly, the prince can leave, and the Confucian Academy will never stop him."
