The bus was afraid of being blocked by the slow-moving convoy, so it moved a little faster. When it got closer, it overtook the convoy and headed towards Handan.

Unexpectedly, a group of cavalry rushed over from behind the convoy.

The captain shouted: "Untouchable! How dare you block the car of Priest Shengdong!"

Two knights rushed over and pulled the passenger car aside.

The other knights rushed forward, pulled the passengers out of the bus, and forced them to kneel down on the roadside.

There was a crack of whips, and the slightly dissatisfied passengers were whipped.

Those passengers were ordinary people. They didn't dare to say anything more. They were breathing heavily and kneeling on the roadside with their bodies trembling.

Zhang Jingtao was also pulled out of the car.

It was just that the warrior saw that although his armor was a little dirty, his weapons were majestic and he was dressed in warrior attire, so he didn't let him kneel down.

Because the warrior was not a pariah, two warriors just asked him and then stayed by his side, waiting for the car to drive by.

Look again, these warriors all have the appearance of druids, although some of them have softer looks.

As the car drove by, Zhang Jingtao saw a blue-eyed old man with Druid appearance sitting in the car.

The old man had a gray beard and a kind face, just like the grandfather next door who gave him candy, but his eyes were as indifferent as a stone statue.

This look swept over him with indifference, and even the kneeling people.

The holy priest looked very gentle and nodded slightly.

Zhang Jingtao knew that this holy priest was Zhou Wang Ji Yan.

Because there are only five holy priests under the Confucian high priest, and the priest Shengdong among them refers to the King of Zhou.

After that, there were a hundred transport trucks in the queue that were passing by. The trucks were filled with cargo boxes, and the oil sheds covering the trucks were written with paint on them: Flammable books, beware of fire sources.

"So many books?" Zhang Jingtao asked in surprise.

"Yes, these books are the treasures of my family, and they are all here." The druid knight beside him said with twinkling eyes.

"Brother, are you saying that these are all the Confucian books stored in the Taishi Museum of the Zhou Dynasty?" Zhang Jingtao asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's amazing, isn't it? There are so many books. It will take us a long time just to re-file them in the future." The knight sighed with emotion.

"Archive? Sir, you are so powerful. Are you a bachelor from Taishi Museum?" Zhang Jingtao asked.

The knight was proud, looked at Zhang Jingtao with sarcasm, and said with a smile: "Yes, and we are not ordinary bachelors, but teaching bachelors, with profound knowledge and culture. The Holy Sect has trained us for more than ten years. We

This group of people were also selected for their strong martial arts skills, and they can be said to be the elite of the Holy Sect, not only in terms of martial skills, but also in culture."

"Do you understand the culture?" Another knight also asked with concern.

Of course Zhang Jingtao understands that a scholar is a Confucian preacher, but these days it is customary to call him a bachelor.

With a look of longing on his face, he said in a naive voice: "I understand, I understand, it's the profound Confucianism, it's all classics and official history. These books are very valuable."

The knight looked at Zhang Jingtao mockingly again, and said with a holy tone: "Yes, there are not many books in the princes and countries nowadays. The disciples of the noble family are a little too emphasis on martial arts, which has led to the decline of my Zhou Dynasty. If Zhao Guo had

We are afraid that the Zhou Dynasty will be troubled by the war, and we cannot let these precious Confucian books disappear in the war. Speaking of which, literati all over the world will be grateful to us for working so hard to protect the books and spread learning."

Zhang Jingtao said gratefully: "Sir, you have worked tirelessly to preserve the essence of our Chinese culture. You have really done a great job and you will be remembered forever."

The two knights almost laughed when they heard this.

A knight said: "Yes, this is my sacred duty to teach the bachelor! Culture is my life!"

"However, since you are afraid that the Zhou Kingdom will be exposed to war, so you removed the Confucian classics, then it is not safe to send these Confucian books to the Zhao Kingdom, right?" Zhang Jingtao said worriedly.

"It is only temporarily being held in the Zhou Academy. These books will be sent to Qin." The knight chuckled.

"It would be great if all the literati in the world care about me so much that I don't lose the Confucian classics." Another knight sighed with a look on his face.

"Thank you, sir. I have been influenced by classics since I was a child. I am afraid that people in the world will be ignorant and let the precious wealth of our ancestors be destroyed by ignorance." Zhang Jingtao secretly clenched his fists. These damn things made up by the Taishi Museum are for the use of the powerful Chinese people.

Almost all the cultural and Confucian books were here, but he could only look at them.

He must not touch Handan Academy, otherwise, he will be besieged in Zhao Kingdom.

"Yes, yes, ignorance is very scary, hahaha." The knight finally couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Jingtao no longer agreed, but looked at the two of them strangely and said, "Sir, is this funny?"

The two finally felt that their laughter was a bit inappropriate and stopped laughing. One of the knights said: "It's not funny. We just thought of some other funny things."

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Jingtao tried hard to conceal his murderous intention. In fact, what is more terrifying is not the Confucianism of those fools. What is more terrifying is of course the five thousand Druid scholars. These people, using

Those random and fabricated fake books in classical Chinese are enough to cover up the Chinese civilization and destroy Mongolia, Tibet, and Zhangye to destroy Silun.

The convoy finally passed, and passers-by were thankful that they didn't find anything more terrible, although a few of them were beaten.

Zhang Jingtao also got in the car, listening to the sighs and comments of everyone all the way, all of them scolding King Zhou, but this obviously made no sense.

Return to Tiemu Mansion, greet the guard, go in, take a shower, go to the bedroom, look at the bed, one is Yang Wumei, the other is Mao Runxue, and there is also an aunt.

Several women have vitality, and they are not afraid of being uncomfortable when sleeping. Their hands and feet are tied together with each other. Because Zhang Jingtao recently believed that his own efforts do not only depend on his vitality, he let go of the women he really likes.

Limit, and no longer make up the excuse that you have to go to bed to send out your vitality.

Zhang Jingtao got in, and all he encountered was the warm body of a woman. He no longer thought about those things that were extremely difficult for him to change. Although he thought that Guo Mo was really amazing, he was not moved by beauty, unlike himself, a beautiful woman.

The more the merrier, but I just feel extremely comfortable and sleep peacefully.

However, after that night, he felt that a woman's body was really warm, and that guy Guo Mo must be a fool.

The next day, the anti-criminal team began to take action, and the streets of Handan were full of chaos from time to time.

This kind of suppression was just a formality and naturally went very smoothly. Although many people in the world were instigated by people with serious intentions to oppose the Suppression Office, it can be seen that this suppression was smooth with thunder and light rain.

Two weeks later, the nobles in the city had become accustomed to the fuss and nervousness of the Suppression Hall.

In the past few days, the relationship between Zhang Jingtao and those aunts has improved a lot.

For example, Bai Suzhen, Bai Bei, once swam past him like a beautiful snake when he was taking a bath, so he became Fahai. As for whether Fahai had done anything to catch the beautiful snake, Zhang Jingtao did not intend to study it in detail.
Chapter completed!