Chapter 862 Tianxiang Doukou seems to be a very familiar name
Mo Cheng seemed very calm. Even when he learned that his body was damaged and might never recover, he remained calm.
"Mo Cheng, don't be discouraged. I will definitely do my best to help you recover your skills."
Prefect Zhang could see that for a genius like Mo Cheng, the damage to his physical fitness was indeed a blow.
Moreover, it is difficult to repair the damaged foundation of the body, not to mention that Mo Cheng released the thunder with the skill of burning life. It was lucky that he did not die on the spot. It was even more difficult to repair the foundation of the body.
"There was once a small country called [Changliang] that presented three [Heavenly Fragrance Cardamoms] to Northern Qi. It is said that if one eats one, all injuries can be completely healed. I will now petition the palace to bring the [Heavenly Fragrance Cardamoms] over to me."
Prefect Zhang was very rude to the people in the palace in his words. In fact, he had the reason and the qualifications to say so. Not to mention that this undercurrent was caused by the Fourth Prince. He and Mo Cheng had to clean up the aftermath afterwards. One had burned twenty years of his life, and the other had his body damaged and difficult to recover. If the Northern Qi Palace did not do something to make up for it, things would be difficult to look good.
After comforting Mo Cheng, Magistrate Zhang left in a hurry. Most of the city was engulfed by the undertow. Although he and Mo Cheng later worked together to drive out the undertow, the casualties in the city were also heavy.
People need to be arranged to dig out the corpses and burn them to prevent the spread of plague or the undercurrent from infecting them into strange things.
As for disaster relief, counting losses, and even treating the wounded, there are countless things to do. At the same time, because there are government warehouses in the urban areas engulfed by the undercurrent, it is difficult to estimate whether the taxes can be paid this year.
No one dared to bet that the grain in the granary was not contaminated by the undertow, so the full granary had to be destroyed with fire. It can be said that the accumulation of nearly ten years of grain in this city and the surrounding villages and towns was completely destroyed when the undertow broke through the city wall.
It is precisely because of this that, after knowing that the culprit behind the undercurrent breaking through the city wall and entering the city was the Fourth Prince, Prefect Zhang did not want to care about anything else and wanted to just kill the Fourth Prince and be done with it.
That would undoubtedly bring to naught the long-term governance of Prefect Zhang here.
At the same time, due to the invasion of the undercurrent, the government has lost a large number of personnel, and now the public security in the city is barely maintained.
After Magistrate Zhang left, only Mo Cheng and Shen Xueqi were left in the room. Neither of them spoke, and an unacceptable silence froze in the room.
"Thank you so much before."
Mo Cheng opened his mouth to express his gratitude. Although he had closed his five senses and was unconscious, he still had other means to sense changes in the outside world. He saw that after he fell into a coma, Shen Xueqi used the power of Master Wanghan to heal his wounds.
Although his injury was fake, he couldn't help but appreciate the actions of others.
Shen Xueqi shook her head, "It's nothing, you saved me too."
She was talking about the time when Mo Cheng broke into her inner world when she was engulfed by the undercurrent. However, when Mo Cheng listened to Shen Xueqi's words, he felt that there seemed to be some more emotional fluctuations in her cold voice.
Maybe it's an illusion...
Mo Cheng put this discovery behind him and said, "Next, I plan to stay here for a few days to recover from my injuries and see if there is anything else I can help with. Then we will set off to [Nanli Daoyu]."
Shen Xueqi did not object to this, "Let's do as you say."
Staying here to recuperate for a while is mainly to see if the organization has other manpower here and to improve my own condition.
After all, few people can wake up full of energy after suffering a serious injury.
Mo Cheng believed that after he set out in a half-dead state, many people would try to take advantage of him.
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Jixia Academy.
For this world, the academy is an organization that provides a stable supply of talent to many countries.
It does not limit the students of the academy to which country they can serve, nor does it limit the source of its students to a certain region.
There is no discrimination in education; this is the creed upheld by every academy.
Each academy is willing to cooperate with other countries to spread its own doctrines more and overwhelm the doctrines of other academies.
Since students from the academy serve in various countries, they tend to be close to officials who came from the same academy. Although the academy basically cannot interfere in the affairs of a country, with its students all over the world, the academy itself has a huge intelligence network.
At the same time, each academy has different focuses, and the Jixia Academy is famous for its inclusiveness and broad teaching.
Agriculture, economy, military, politics, and even construction institutions...
For Jixia Academy, although the students who graduated cannot suppress the students from other academies unilaterally, they are definitely making progress in all aspects without any shortcomings.
The headmaster of Jixia Academy put down the secret information that had just been delivered and looked at the sky outside the window. "Mo Cheng, Nong Sang, and Chao Tang are all rated as [C]. Their military strategy is slightly higher, but their theories on paper are mostly fanciful. Their swordsmanship is mediocre and they are not very practical in actual combat. They are all rated as [B]..."
As the president of Jixia Academy, I cannot say that I know the detailed situation of my students' learning, but I still have a general impression.
That was why, after receiving this information, the headmaster was simply unable to connect the above-mentioned Jixia students' experience of controlling the heavenly thunder to expel the undercurrent and working with the local prefect to save the entire city.
The headmaster even specifically asked the lecturers in the academy, and the responses he got were all that Mo Cheng was not active in class, his grades were mediocre, and he was just average.
The Mo Cheng in intelligence and the Mo Cheng in the academy cannot be said to be completely different, but it can be said that they have nothing to do with each other.
"Traveling with the three Yunping Immortal disciples, did you have any contact with Wei Yixue Zheng?"
The principal had only a vague impression of Wei Yi, the academician who had left before he took over as the principal of Jixia Academy, and in fact they did not have much contact.
But as a disciple of Confucianism, he is able to control the thunder of heaven with such power that it can tear apart the dark tide.
In the headmaster's opinion, this person is a replica of the original Wei Yi Xue Zheng, and is even more talented than the former Wei Yi Xue Zheng.
"Instead of studying poetry, books and policy essays, you went to practice Taoism with others. Now you only have the title of a scholar..."
The headmaster looked unhappy. He was not very satisfied with Mo Cheng's choice, just like a teacher or headmaster who saw his students not doing their studies and indulging in the Internet.
Those students of the same period as Mo Cheng either entered the officialdom and became local officials, or studied hard and gained fame. However, Mo Cheng was neither here nor there. His academic research was not very profound, and his reputation was only that of a scholar. He was the one with the lowest achievement among his classmates.
The headmaster just sighed and shook his head.
Although he is neither high nor low, he is still a student of the academy. Not to mention that this time he was seriously injured while trying to save the people of the city. The academy cannot sit idly by and do nothing for both moral and logical reasons.
"The Dark Tide broke through the city wall for no reason. There must be a secret behind it, and it must be man-made. Mo Cheng's actions should attract the attention of the person who caused the Dark Tide..."
The headmaster pondered for a while, spread out the rice paper on the desk, wrote something on it, folded it, put it in the envelope, and then walked out of the door to call a student.
"Deliver this letter to the address given."
