"Shangjun, I heard that sages from all over the country rushed to Mafu Township one after another. Scholars from Confucian, Taoist, Mo, and Ming schools blocked the roads. Xunzi, Zouzi, Gongsunzi and other sages stood in the same house crowded. Such a grand occasion has never happened in Zhao State. If anyone among these people could stay in Zhao State, it would be very beneficial to Zhao State."

"Please send someone to express your admiration for them in time, build houses for them, slaughter cattle and sheep to entertain them. In the past, Qi State established the Jixia Academy, and Qi State did not lack talents to govern the country. Now, because of the horses and kings, there are so many sages. If you neglect them, it is inappropriate and unfavorable to Zhao State."

Lieutenant Xu Li sat next to King Zhao and seriously told his views. It has never happened that so many sages gathered in Zhao State. Zhao State is not as good as Qi State in terms of cultural heritage. Of course, no country can compare to Qi State. After all, Qi State has the Jixia Academy that gathers sages from all over the world. However, now, the Handan School opened by Zhao Kuo is gradually flourishing, and Xu Li thinks that this is a good opportunity.

King Zhao listened to Xu Li's suggestion, his face was full of a smile that could not be hidden, and he couldn't sit still. King Zhao hadn't been so happy for a long time. Thinking about Xunzi, Zou Yan, Gongsun Long, and others are all in Zhao State. King Zhao smiled so hard that he couldn't sleep at night, not to mention those great scholars from various sects. If these people could be used by him, King Zhao became even more excited when he thought of this.

He nodded? He smiled and said to Xu Li, "I want to rush to the horse suit in person? What do you think?"

Xu Li frowned and looked at the excited King Zhao in front of him. He said, "They came to Zhao State this time? They are discussing knowledge with Ma Fujun. If you are in a hurry to visit him? I want to keep them as officials, I am worried that this will cause many scholars who are unwilling to be officials to leave? Why not send someone else to build houses for them first? Prepare cattle and sheep, let them stay in Ma Fujun for a longer time, and then recruit them when they make up their minds to stay in Zhao State? Or ask Ma Fujun to invite them? This is all OK."

King Zhao had to wipe his saliva and then said, "Okay, let's do what you said." There was another person sitting beside King Zhao? That was Chang'an Jun, as the censor? He wanted to be by the king at all times and record these important conversations? But Lord Chang'an was obviously absent-minded, he just raised his head in a daze? He didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.

Xu Li talked very fiercely to King Zhao? But Chang'an Jun was not listening at all? He had already emerged from the gods.

Xu Li said, "Please send Mr. Tian to the horse service. He is a famous person in Zhao. Xunzi and others will treat him respectfully when they see him..." Before Xu Li finished speaking, King Zhao interrupted him. King Zhao shook his head and said, "Although Mr. Tian is famous, he is not good at speaking and will not take the initiative to make friends with these people. It is certainly useless to send him to."

"Then please send Pang Gong. Many of these scholars are Pang Gong's friends. Pang Gong is old and highly respected by everyone..."

"No, Mr. Pang is already very old, I can't bear to let him run around again..."

Xu Li was stunned, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Then who are you going to send?"

"Chang'an Jun..." King Zhao suddenly shouted. Chang'an Jun, who was thinking about his precious horses, suddenly raised his head and looked at King Zhao in surprise. Not only him, but Xu Li, he was also looking at King Zhao at this moment, not understanding King Zhao's thoughts. King Zhao looked at King Chang'an Jun and said seriously: "It's better for you to rush to the horse suit, bring cattle and sheep, and gold and silk to entertain these guests who came from afar."

"No!!"

Before Chang'an Jun could speak, Xu Li spoke. He hurriedly said to King Zhao: "Chang'an Jun is young and energetic, and it is really not suitable to rush to the horse suit. If he offended those scholars..." Chang'an Jun didn't want to go to the horse suit, but when he heard Xu Li say this, Chang'an Jun said as if he was angry: "I am the young man of Zhao. Can they bully me because I am young?!"

King Zhao looked at Xu Li helplessly, and then smiled and said, "Please go back first, I will do it seriously."

Xu Liben wanted to say something, but when he saw Chang'an Jun's angry face, he did not speak anymore. He sighed, stood up, and said to King Zhao: "If you send Chang'an Jun to Mafu, you will definitely regret this decision." After that, he turned around and left without caring about the angry Chang'an Jun. Chang'an Jun walked to King Zhao and said angrily: "This Xu Li relies on his relationship with Mafu, how dare he treat me like this!"

King Zhao's face was not very good, but he did not scold Xu Li, "If you could restrain yourself on weekdays, he wouldn't say that!" When Chang'an Jun heard King Zhao's words, he turned his head angrily and stopped looking at him. King Zhao said seriously: "You are too young and no one in the country respects you. This is why I sent you to the horse server. After you arrive at the horse server, you should humbly ask those scholars for advice."

"Even if they beat you or scold you, you are not allowed to be rude. If you dare to offend one of them, even if you are just a disciple, I will never forgive you!"

"If you entertain those scholars and ask them humbly, you will be able to live as their disciples in the future. If you get their recognition, no one will disrespect you in the future. You are the young master of Zhao, and you should share some things for me... You cannot refuse this matter. Next, I will teach you how to treat those scholars..." King Zhao said seriously.

Chang'an Jun was particularly depressed. He looked dissatisfied with his face, lowered his head, listened to his brother's long-winded words, and when he noticed Chang'an Jun's impatientness, King Zhao was a little angry. He warned again: "You must do what I said. If you get rid of my sage, even if I leave someone, I will punish you. Have you bought a lot of horses recently? Be careful that I will not be able to ride a horse for the rest of my life!"

King Zhao's intimidation was still useful. After King Zhao said this, Chang'an Jun did not dare to say more. He nodded. King Zhao then continued to tell him how to act. King Zhao was very familiar with these sages and knew very well. From their lives to their hobbies, King Zhao even expected that many people would make things difficult for Chang'an Jun. He told Chang'an Jun that at this time he sincerely admitted his past mistakes and expressed his willingness to learn from these people to correct his shortcomings.

King Zhao said: "You must tell the truth, it is best to cry..."

After four or five days of class at King Zhao, Chang'an Jun finally took his men to the Mafu Township. He brought a lot of people and a lot of gifts. The convoy rushed towards the Mafu. Chang'an Jun rode his favorite horse and walked at the front of the team. This was the first time Chang'an Jun carried out King Zhao's orders. Looking at the convoy behind him and the soldiers lined up in an orderly manner, Chang'an Jun was still very excited.

It's a pity that he couldn't run wildly because he had to take into account the convoys behind him. This only makes him a little depressed.

The convoy was getting closer and closer to the horse suit. Chang'an Jun rode his horse back and forth around the convoy. The soldiers lowered their heads in fear. Previously, some soldiers looked at Chang'an Jun with a curious look and were beaten by Chang'an Jun with a whip for more than a dozen times. Perhaps because they were so upset by King Zhao, Chang'an Jun seemed very irritable and whipped the soldiers. Even the people along the way did not escape his disaster.

When the people looked at the convoy, Chang'an Jun concluded that it was a thief and insisted on arresting it and handing it over to the local pavilion chief. He ignored the begging of those people and asked the soldiers to eliminate these thieves. The soldiers could not do such a thing. They just took out their swords and scared the people away. And Chang'an Jun's disciples were not like this. Being accomplices for tigers may be the most suitable word to describe them.

Perhaps because of the similar smell, most of the disciples around Chang'an Jun were not good people. They were all guilty. In order to avoid Dong Chengzi's arrest, they became the disciples of Chang'an Jun. Because Chang'an Jun could protect them, Dong Chengzi came to ask for people several times. Chang'an Jun just felt that Dong Chengzi was making things difficult for him and deliberately protected these people. Dong Chengzi accused King Zhao, and King Zhao only scolded Chang'an Jun, without any substantial punishment.

This made the Chang'an Jun Mansion a paradise for thieves. All kinds of infamous evil people gathered here, making this already stinky mansion even more disgusting, and no one dared to approach it. At this moment, they took advantage of the opportunity to accompany Chang'an Jun to travel and followed around with great might. Sometimes they encouraged Chang'an Jun to have fun and bully the soldiers. The more than a hundred soldiers accompanying them were very dissatisfied with the more than 20 Chang'an Jun guests.

In this way, Chang'an Jun rushed to Mafu Township in a mess.

He rode a horse and looked at the distance with resentment, his eyes full of resentment. He would go to see the so-called sages later. He hated these people the most. These were fools. This is how he treated them. However, because of King Zhao's orders, he had to smile, and could not act rudely, and even accepted their criticism and abuse. This made Chang'an Jun very upset. He hated disguise.

He hates his brother and Zhao Kuo's hypocrisy very much.

"Honor, do you want to rush over?"

"Ha..." Chang'an Jun just snorted coldly, then drove away the horse. Several guests stopped talking. Chang'an Jun was moody, and they didn't dare to say anything. Chang'an Jun ran away, and the horse galloped towards the horse suit. The convoy also hurriedly followed him. The soldiers accompanying him shouted anxiously: "Please stop and wait for us!"

Chang'an Jun ignored them and just ran wildly to surf the hillside, and was about to stop the horse.

At this moment, he saw a commoner in rags suddenly appear in front of him. The commoner was walking slowly on the road with crutches and firewood on his back. He walked very slowly and was very careful. Chang'an Jun shouted angrily: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!!" He shouted, but the commoner who was walking in front of him completely ignored his words and did not even look at him. In this way, Chang'an Jun, who had no time to stop his horse, ran a horse and hit him hard.

The guests exclaimed and rushed over quickly. After knocking down the commoner, the frightened horse suddenly raised its front hooves. Chang'an Jun fell directly from the horse's back. Chang'an Jun fell to the ground in pain. The guests hurriedly came forward to support him. Chang'an Jun gritted his teeth and jumped up. He pulled out his short sword and stabbed directly into the buttocks of the horse in front of him. The horse was in pain and ran away wildly.

Chang'an Jun looked at the fleeing horse and shouted again: "What are you doing in a daze? Catch my treasure horse!!"

The guests then rode their horses to chase after them. Chang'an Jun was furious and then looked at the commoner who was knocked down. He lay in a pool of blood and struggled in pain. Seeing that he was still struggling to get up, Chang'an Jun said angrily: "Even a commoner dares to ignore me?! Beat me!!"

The guest hesitated and said, "Your Majesty has ordered you..."

"Brother told me not to be rude to scholars. Is this commoner like a scholar?", Chang'an Jun roared.

The guest stopped hesitating and rushed up and punched and kicked the commoner. As soon as the commoner got up, a burly guest rushed up and punched him in the abdomen. The civilian bent down in pain and cried, "What happened? Please don't hit me... I can't see... I can't hear..." The guests ignored his plea and punched him in the face. The civilian fell down and shouted, "What happened? What did I do wrong?"

"Please...I beg you...I can't hear...I haven't hurt anyone...I haven't done bad things..."

Several people surrounded him, punching and kicking. The common people just held their heads, curled up together, and kept begging. His begging was only repeated and repeated beatings. The guests first used their fists and feet, and then used the hilt of the sword, and the sound of the common people begging became smaller and smaller.

The movement here quickly attracted the people in the distance. Several people took a look at the situation here, yelled, picked up the farm tools, rushed towards the place, and fought with the guests.

More and more common people rushed towards this place, and Chang'an Jun's face turned red. Looking at all this, his eyes flashed with fear. He hurriedly asked the soldiers to come forward to stop the mobs, but he borrowed a steed horse from a disciple and was ready to escape from this place.

.........

After hearing the news, Zhao Kuo walked out of the school room and happened to see Du who was carried in.

Du was very injured. When several people put him down, he was still crying and begging in a low voice: "Please..." Zhao Kuo bent down and grabbed his hand tightly. Du was very scared and trembled all over. Perhaps because he felt the temperature of the hand, Du gradually calmed down. Seeing that his inhuman wound was all over, Du looked ahead in a daze. He was disabled and did not understand what was going on and why someone came to beat him...

"Ma Fujun?Ma Fujun? Is it you? You came to save me...I don't know why...I'm beat me...I...I did nothing...I'm so scared...I haven't done anything bad in my life...Why...Why...I'm sorry..." Du said one by one, and gradually, his throat made a hoarse roar. He widened his eyes in a daze, opened his mouth, his face full of fear and confusion.

He didn't know why he was treated like this, he didn't know what he did wrong, he didn't even know who he was attacked by... Zhao Kuo was trembling all over. He stared at Du's face, his teeth collided violently, and tears couldn't help falling from his eyes. This kind, gentle and kind man shouldn't have been treated like this. He raised his head, his eyes were full of anger, and he asked, "Who did this?"

The convoy was waiting outside Mafu Township with a nervous heart.

Chang'an Jun was also among them. He knew that he had messed up his brother's orders. He was afraid he would be punished when he went back this time... It was all the blame for the common people. Wouldn't it be better to give way to him? He saw a horse suddenly rushed out of the distance, and the horse was running towards him. This was a good horse. Chang'an Jun looked at the horse greedily, with his eyes full of fiery, "Swoosh~~~"

When the arrow shot out from the horse's back and penetrated directly through the neck of the guest beside him and shot the guest to death, Chang'an Jun finally woke up.

He wiped the blood from his face blankly, and then screamed like a girl.

Zhao Kuo rode a horse, holding a strong bow in his hand, and wearing a short sword in his waist. He stared in the direction of Chang'an Jun and charged towards him.
Chapter completed!