I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Facing Dong Tang's temptation, Zhang Dongyun pushed back directly.

He didn't care if Yang Li's identity was exposed.

Since Yang Li hid in Dongtang incognito, it meant that he didn't want others to know that he was here.

Even if he knew there was something wrong with Chang'an, Yang Li was still dumb eating dumplings, he knew what was going on, and he would not say anything.

Unless he is willing to expose his identity.

This possibility is not impossible, but if it is not a last resort, I believe Yang Li will not do this.

Zhang Dongyun will also not challenge Yang Li's identity.

On the one hand, he didn't want to expose the identity of the evil emperor, which would easily scare some people from coming to the door.

Keeping Chang'an City as mysterious as possible is more conducive to the needs of a certain city lord surnamed Zhang.

On the other hand, he didn't want to scare Yang Li away.

Now he is 90% sure that Yang Li is Murong Ting from the Dark Pavilion.

But if Yang Li feels that this identity is not safe, he may escape the golden wolf again.

So Zhang Dongyun thoughtfully helped his tenth brother cover.

Until I am sure to kill one of them...

"Yes, sir."

Xu Xingzhi was also curious in his heart, why Dong Tanghui made such a bizarre request.

Of course, as the master of the dark pavilion and the former person in charge of the secret, Murong Ting has many enemies.

Right now there are quite a few people in Chang'an City, wishing to eat it alive.

But Dong Tang took the initiative to send it to his door, so it must have chilled the hero's heart, right?

It's so abnormal.

Or, it was actually Murong Ting who committed the crime, and the king of Tang punished him with this?

Xu Xingzhi couldn't figure it out.

But now that Mr. Wu Yun had already made a decision, he didn't think too much about it, and answered the other side without change.

But the news from Rong Ci later,

Xu Xingzhi was shocked.

He hurried back and reported to Mr. Wu Yun

"Sir, Dongtang said... Murong Ting has been beheaded, and the body is still there. Do we want it?"

Mr. Wu Yun is a projection, his expression is as steady as Mount Tai.

Zhang Dongyun, who was drinking water in the Daming Palace, almost spit out a mouthful of water.

idiot!

Of course, it wasn't Xu Xingzhi, or the envoy of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Rong Ci, or Yang Li who scolded City Lord Zhang.

He scolded Tang Wang Li Xuanxin.

Although there is a slight possibility, Zhang Dongyun does not believe that Yang Li was killed by Tang Wang just like that.

It is more likely that he feigned death again and escaped.

Yang Li didn't seem to intend to fight hard with Tang Wang, the other party might force him to reveal his identity, so he took advantage of the situation and died.

Now, what is his identity, whether he was reincarnated again, or someone else, all became a mystery.

Zhang Dongyun even wondered if he would take the opportunity to leave the Dongtang territory.

But King Tang was bad enough, Yang Li left Murong Ting's body behind, and he would use it to make a fuss.

If the corpse was really written by Yang Li and Tang Wang hadn't destroyed it, it would undoubtedly be useful to Zhang Dongyun.

Through the traces left on it, he can try to continue to track down Yang Li's whereabouts.

What King Tang could not do, City Lord Zhang had a way to do.

But in this way, the goal of Tang Wang's test was naturally achieved.

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun was concentrating on thinking, and a smile appeared on his face after a while.

Inside the Tianshu Hall, Mr. Wu Yun ordered, "Reply to them, only a seventh-level person can be replaced."

Rao is Xu Xingzhi who has always been good at nourishing Qi, so he is also stunned at this time.

When Murong Ting was alive, Mr. Wu Yun ignored him, but now he is going to die?

However, Xu Xingzhi didn't dare to ask more questions, so he resigned immediately and contacted Rong Ci, the envoy of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

There was also a quick response from Dongtang, they wanted to replace Cheng Jingyuan, Mr. Mingxi from the Cheng family.

When Xu Xingzhi came back to report, Mr. Wu Yun agreed, but asked the other party to send Murong Ting's body first.

Dongtang agreed to this request.

So, a coffin was transported to Chang'an and into Tianshu Hall.

Zhang Dongyun inspected Murong Ting's body, this time he was 100% sure that the other party was another wolf skin left by Yang Li.

He called Shen and Rong to come together.

Shen Herong looked at the corpse with a different head, and nodded slightly, "It is indeed Yang Li's handwriting, but it seems..."

Zhang Dongyun nodded, "The old wound I left him in the past has been haunting him forever, even reincarnation and seizing his body can't completely heal him."

Shen Herong frowned, "But in that secret cave, in addition to the demon soul and wolf skin, there is also an engraving of a fragment of a fairy trace, which means that he should have a fragment of a fairy trace."

"The specific situation will naturally become clear after we catch him." Zhang Dongyun said.

Shen Herong nodded, and also inspected Murong Ting's body, "He has been prepared for a long time, and it is almost impossible to get him out with this 'skin' alone."

"Twelve sisters, try to start with the Ni Gongwan of this corpse." Zhang Dongyun pointed lightly.

Without him needing to say more, Shen Herong said, "Yes, he is injured, and the demon soul will be affected."

While Shen Herong was inspecting, the literary talents gathered on her head, and then manifested pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Following Shen Herong's inspection, the brush was dipped in ink, and he wrote on the paper.

After a while, an article was written.

No one touched it, but the paper, together with the writing on it, shrank into a small ball.

The paper ball shrinks again, and the white paper turns black, as if soaked in thick ink.

Shen Herong reached out to catch the black projectile and handed it to Zhang Dongyun, who casually threw it to Mr. Wuyun, who was projected by him.

Mr. Wu Yun handed it to Xu Xingzhi, "Send this thing with Cheng Jingyuan."

Xu Xingzhi obeyed and left.

Shen Herong looked at his leaving figure, and smiled slightly, "King Tang tested us, and elder brother asked him to do it for him, looking for Yang Li?"

"He will." Zhang Dongyun smiled faintly, "Now he is the one who has trouble sleeping and eating because of Yang Li."

Shen Herong smiled and nodded.

Zhang Dongyun asked, "How about the school?"

"The preliminary regulations have been drawn up. If the elder brother sees that there is no problem, the younger sister will start to roll it out." Shen Herong handed a piece of paper to Zhang Dongyun.

Zhang Dongyun glanced at it.

private school.

school.

Academy.

state government.

This is the fourth-level institution established by Shen Herong.

However, she divided the age divisions relatively broadly.

The private school corresponds to children before the age of twelve, similar to Zhang Dongyun's primary school in his previous life as Blue Star.

The school corresponds to twelve to eighteen years old.

Although it is similar to Zhang Dongyun's previous middle school, in fact, according to Zhang Dongyun's own idea, this second level only corresponds to junior high school.

And the third pole corresponds to high school.

In Shen Herong's charter, the third-level academy corresponds to students aged 18 to 24.

The last fourth-level state government, the appropriate age group is 24 to 30 years old.

Her design is more suitable for Confucian students in this world.

Generally speaking, ten years of studying hard in a cold window is not enough for most people except for the talented.

It will take at least twenty years or more before we can see any effect.

Most people become officials, or have some academic achievements, after the age of twenty-five.

"Twelfth Sister, let's go and do it." City Lord Zhang decided to follow the good example and do his duty as a hands-off shopkeeper.

"Talented ones can skip a grade." Shen He Rongyan said, "Teach students according to their aptitude."

Zhang Dongyun asked, "When will the frame be roughly erected?"

"It may take some time, as little as January or two months, as long as March and May, mainly because there are too few students of sufficient standard at present." Shen Herong said.

"Choose according to your standards, how many are good enough?" Zhang Dongyun smiled.

Shen Herong also laughed, "Brother, stop teasing my little sister, my little sister dare not look above your head."

Zhang Dongyun said, "First build up the initial big frame, and then slowly fill it in."

Shen Herong nodded, "Little sister understands, brother, please rest assured."

After she bid farewell to Zhang Dongyun, Zhang Dongyun projected Mr. Wuyun in a lumber yard in Longling Mountain.

Here, a young man is leading many workers to log.

He leads by example and is skilled in craftsmanship. He has become the leader of the crowd and he is well dispatched.

Mr. Wu Yun looked at it and nodded slightly.

The current big frame of Tiangong Temple has been built, and now it needs a strong leader to lead everyone to ecstasy.

"Chen Yu." Mr. Wu Yun called out.

The leading young man rushed to Mr. Wu Yun while instructing the others to continue.

"Senior." Chen Yu saluted respectfully.

Mr. Wu Yun asked indifferently, "How do you feel?"

"I have benefited a lot." Chen Yu replied sincerely, "Doing some basic work again will give the younger generation a new understanding and inspiration for everything in the past."

"Yes, these days are not in vain."

Mr. Wu Yun said, "However, there is no evidence to prove it. It is better to verify it."

Chen Yuyan said, "Senior, please advise."

"Not here." Mr. Wu Yun waved his sleeves, and Chen Yu appeared with him in Tiangong Palace.

"Whether you can be the leader here, and whether you can convince others depends on your performance." Mr. Wu Yun said.

Chen Yuyan said, "Yes, senior."

He went straight to the crowd.

Seeing the young man's appearance, Mr. Wu Yun smiled slightly.

Throwing Chen Yu to the lumberyard is to polish his temperament and make him more stable, but it is not to destroy his aggressiveness and talent and spirituality.

Working hard in the lumberyard for so many days is enough to show that he sincerely admits his mistakes and polishes himself seriously.

Now that he has arrived at Tiangong Temple, he doesn't need to be cautious and start from scratch.

What I want is to soar into the sky now and release my talents to the fullest.

The arrogance is gone, but the talent is still there. Mr. Wu Yun doesn't need to look too much, he knows that with Chen Yu's talent, he will definitely be able to convince the people in Tiangong Palace.

Moreover, this young man is not an elm head who only knows how to make craftsmen.

Those who study sincerely and ignore others are geniuses, but there are many kinds of geniuses.

Among the publicity people, there are also geniuses.

Sometimes, even craftsmen can't completely follow the rules, and they need to sway their inspiration.

Chen Yu, on the other hand, is not only talented, but also has communication and leadership skills.

Although there are many old craftsmen in Tiangong Palace, they may rely on their old craftsmen to sell their old ones, but given Chen Yu a little time and a little backing support, he will be able to smooth everything out soon.

Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun nodded in satisfaction.

No longer worrying about Tiangong Temple, he turned his gaze to the other side.

There, in Chang'an city, besides Chang'an people, there are also some guests.