The Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Chapter 37 Is the temple high (Sixth)

The whistling wind outside had stopped. Wang Mang opened the window and saw that the heavy snow had stopped, but the earth had been dyed white.

"The snow has stopped, then I am going to say goodbye." Liu Xiu laughed shyly, stood up, and bowed deeply to Wang Mang: "Taigong's teachings today are really eye-opening and deafening. If you have another chance in the future, I hope you can still receive teaching in front of the Taigong throne."

"Of course there is a chance." Wang Mang nodded, took off the white fur fur on his body, stood up and walked to Liu Xiu, and put it on his shoulders: "It's still very cold outside, I'll give it to you."

"This..." Liu Xiu quickly refused: "I will not receive any reward without merit. Besides, Taigong, you are old, how dare you accept me?"

Wang Mang smiled and shook his head: "No need to be polite. When you return to Chang'an, take this fox fur and go..."

He stopped talking, thought for a while and said, "Go to the mansion of Dasikong Wangyi."

"You are..." Liu Xiu was startled and stared at Wang Mang with wide eyes. He didn't expect that the old man in front of him would be the Grand Sikong Wang Yi.

So before, what he said about today's son...

"No. This is the son of Dasikong Wang Yi, Wang Mu, whose courtesy name is Zihe." Wang Mang waved his hand and pointed at Wang Mu: "And I... I am just his teacher."

"So that's it, I understand." Liu Xiu then remembered that he had indeed heard Wang Mu call Wang Mang a teacher just now, and the tension in his heart was slightly relieved.

"So, then hurry up and go on the road. Today I will be lucky to meet another person who can understand what I think in my heart." Wang Mang smiled and patted Liu Xiu on the shoulder.

"Yes, when you return to Chang'an next time, you will come to visit the grandfather again." Liu Xiu solemnly bowed to Wang Mang three more times before leaving the room.

Wang Mang stood in front of the window, watching the horses below, rolled up the horses and galloped towards the city gate, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.

"Zihe... I will accompany me to the Imperial Academy later and check this young man named Zhao Cheng." Wang Mang did not turn around and slowly said to Wang Mu behind him: "This person is good. If he can also use it for me, that would be great."

"Yes, teacher."

"Are you... worried?" Wang Mang suddenly said: "Until now, you are my only disciple. But today, you met someone who is comparable to you. Are you afraid that your heir status will be threatened by him?"

-"Teacher, you have been worried..." Wang Mu shook his head: "What I care about, what I am loyal to, and what I should inherit is the common ideal with you. And that ideal..."

He laughed: "I had inherited it when I followed the teacher!"

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The chief official of the Taixue School was originally called Taichang. After the founding of the new dynasty, it was renamed Zhizong according to the ancient system. At this moment, in the official office of the Taixue School, Zhizong Zhang Changzheng knelt nervously and looked at the emperor in front of him carefully.

He didn't know why His Majesty suddenly wore a regular uniform and only brought a servant to his Imperial College in this snowy day, just to check a student's document.

"Teacher, something...is not right."

Wang Mu walked out of rows of racks, came to Wang Mang, and placed the bamboo slips in front of him: "The disciples did find Zhao Cheng's name in the current list of Imperial Academy. But..."

"But what?" Wang Mang frowned.

Wang Mu had some doubts on his face: "But when his disciple wanted to find his origin, he found that there was no such person on the list of previous recommendations."

"How could this happen?" Wang Mang raised his head suddenly and looked at Wang Mu: "Would you miss it?"

There should be two documents stored in the Imperial College. One of them is the list of admission to the Imperial College, with only the records of each student when he comes to report. The other is the list of the initial recommendations of various prefectures and counties, which determines who is qualified to be admitted to the Imperial College. It contains detailed information such as the origin of each student.

These two lists should correspond one by one. If the names can be found on the admission list, they should never be found in the investigation list.

"Disciple has looked carefully three times, but I will definitely not." Wang Mu took a deep breath.

"Then... that's all. Although I didn't ask him when he would go back to Chang'an before, I don't think he'll come for too long." Wang Mang sighed: "Let me go back to the palace first. Let's talk about this later."

"But... the teacher, the disciple, found a name that did not appear on the enrollment list on the list of admissions. And the origin is also from Nanyang County. Did you go to Nanyang to search for it according to this name?" Wang Mang was about to stand up, but heard Wang Mu continue to say.

"Who?" Wang Mang was already planning to let go of this matter for the time being, but was surprised by Wang Mu's appearance and asked.

"This person is named Liu Xiu, and he is a descendant of the royal family of the previous dynasty." Wang Mu whispered: "The disciple is just a little suspicious. I am afraid that this Zhao Cheng is Liu Xiu. I just don't know why he came to Chang'an in the name and stayed in the Imperial Academy for five years?"

"Liu...xiu...Liuxiu?" Wang Mang chewed the name in his mouth twice, and suddenly his whole body shook, staring at Wang Mu with a hoarse voice: "You said... the one named Zhao Cheng is Liu Xiu?"

"The disciple is just speculating. After all, there are only two names on the two lists." Wang Mu originally wanted to remind the teacher out of caution, but he didn't expect that when he heard this name, he seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing. Even the expression on his face was distorted, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Liu Xiu...Liu Xiu... Could it be that Liu Xiu...?"

Wang Mang clenched his fists tightly, his face turned extremely pale.

Didn’t the people sent out a few years ago report that the Liu brothers have died in the fire?

"Teacher, have you... heard of this Liu Xiu?" Wang Mang's appearance was the only one who had seen Wang Mu in his life, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"I've heard of... how could I never hear about this name? Not only did I hear it, but also..." Wang Mang's breathing became rapid: "But... I never thought that I would meet him in Chang'an City..."

"Then... should I wait for him to return to Chang'an, or should my disciples send someone to Nanyang to search?" Wang Mu asked hurriedly.

"Return to Chang'an? He won't go back to Chang'an anymore!" Wang Mang croaked in a hoarse voice, raised his head, his face was gloomy and clear, as if he was making some difficult decisions.

Wang Mu didn't dare to speak anymore, so he could only wait quietly for the teacher to make that decision.

"Go back to the palace."

After a long time, Wang Mang gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Yes, teacher." Wang Mu hurriedly followed Wang Mang, followed him quickly out of the Imperial Academy's official office and walked onto the carriage, leaving only the Zhizong Zhang Chang kneeling behind him in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

As soon as he got on the bus, Wang Mang ordered the driver to drive the bus quickly and kept urging him on the road, but he didn't say a word to Wang Mu anymore. Wang Mu, who was standing aside, kept guessing in his heart, but he couldn't guess what the teacher was thinking.

It was not until he returned to the palace that Wang Mu heard the teacher call Han Zhuo. Then, a black figure slowly walked out of the shadow and knelt in front of Wang Mang.
Chapter completed!