Chapter 923 Kong Xuan visits Jixia (cough, working overtime at night, two chapters first)
Kong Xuan slowly opened his eyes, with a plan in mind. He looked at the bustling street scene outside the window. No matter what, he had to meet Su Ye in person to see what made him so special and whether he could become the true leader in his heart.

At night, Tianheng Mansion is gently covered by a layer of soft moonlight. The Mansion of the Duke of Zhenguo is located in the center of this prosperous city. The lights in the mansion are dim under the night sky.

The sound of light footsteps echoed in the corridor of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. Jingwei, with a graceful figure and dressed in a fishing net outfit, moved silently in the mansion like a ghost in the dark night.

As the main intelligence organization under Su Ye's command, Luowang's intelligence network has long been spread to every corner of Tianheng Prefecture. It is like an invisible giant net that captures every subtle movement of this big city.

No matter whether it is gossip in the streets or secret plots and meetings among dignitaries, they cannot escape the eyes and ears of Luowang.

Therefore, in Tianheng Mansion, which has now become Su Ye's base camp, after Su Ye gave the order, it only took one or two hours for Luo Wang to summarize Kong Xuan's specific situation and hand it over to Jing Niu, who then handed it over to Su Ye.

"Your Highness, Luo Wang's secret letter has arrived."

Jingwei pushed open the door, walked into the room, bowed, and presented the secret letter in his hands with both hands.

Su Ye took the secret letter, gently opened it, and unfolded the paper scroll. He saw that it recorded Kong Xuan's every move in Tianheng Mansion.

He browsed the secret letter and frowned slightly. It was just that Kong Xuan did not come to visit directly with his grandfather's letter of recommendation.

Instead, he chose to wander around Tianheng Mansion, which really made Su Ye feel a little confused.

"What on earth is this five-colored bird planning?"

Su Ye muttered to himself, but a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He understood Kong Xuan's character. He was proud and conceited. He would never easily yield to anyone. Even if he surrendered to a wise leader, he would always show his unique style in his own way.

Su Ye continued to read the secret letter, which recorded in detail Kong Xuan's various behaviors in the market. He chatted with vendors and asked about Su Ye's situation; he tasted delicious food in Zuixianlou and listened to the discussions of the diners; he even showed great interest in the piano playing by the woman in plain clothes.

"This guy is really relaxed and at ease."

Su Ye couldn't help but chuckle, and his favorable impression of Kong Xuan increased a little more.

After putting down the secret letter, Su Ye stood up, walked to the window, looked at the quiet night sky outside, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

The arrival of Kong Xuan undoubtedly added a bright color to his hegemony.

This person, number one under the saint, is a top-notch existence in both martial arts and wisdom.

Su Ye looked at the bright moon outside the window, and an inexplicable expectation surged in his heart.

How will Kong Xuan, the number one person under the saint, "surrender" to me?

A gust of night wind blew by, bringing a hint of coolness and also blowing away Su Ye's thoughts.

He turned around, sat back at the desk, picked up the pen, and began to write a reply.

"Jingwei, give this letter to the demons of Luowang and ask them to keep a close eye on Kong Xuan's movements. They must be careful and not let him be aware of our presence."

"Never mind, he probably already knew it."

After writing the reply, Su Ye folded the letter, put it into an envelope, and handed it to Jingwei, giving him a casual instruction.

But just when he said half of his words, Su Ye suddenly thought of Kong Xuan's basic strength of 109. He thought that Kong Xuan had already discovered it when Luowang was investigating just now.

Soon after, as the night deepened, the lights in the Zhenguo Mansion were still brightly lit. A burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the room. Jingwei pushed the door open again, holding a secret letter in his hand, with a look of anxiety. "Your Highness, Luowang has sent another secret letter."

There was a barely perceptible gasp in Jingwei's voice, and it was obvious that he had been jogging all the way here.

Upon hearing this, Su Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the pen in his hand, and took the secret letter handed to him by Jingwei.

"E Kong Xuan has already left Tianheng Mansion!"

He gently opened the envelope and unfolded the paper. He saw a few hurried lines of handwriting on it, which revealed an unexpected message.

Su Ye was stunned. The five-colored bird had just been wandering around Tianheng Mansion, and it left in the blink of an eye. As he continued reading, Su Ye's eyes became brighter.

"Kong Xuan went straight to the Jixia Academy!"

This piece of news made him feel moved. The Jixia Academy was an artificial cultural holy place in Hengzhou that he had built himself. It was also founded by the Confucian master Guan Zhong himself. It was an academic holy place that brought together many scholars from the Daqian Dynasty and the Dayong Dynasty.

Kong Xuan's choice to go there at this time was undoubtedly a recognition of Guan Zhong and the Jixia Academy, and it was also an indirect affirmation of Su Ye's vision and breadth of mind.

Thinking of this, Su Ye couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation in his heart.

How would Kong Xuan, the first person under the sage, communicate with Guan Zhong? And how would he show his elegance?

At this time, Kong Xuan had already left the bustling streets of Tianheng Prefecture and embarked on the path to the Jixia Academy.

The Jixia Academy seemed exceptionally peaceful under the night sky, with only a few lanterns swaying gently in the breeze, emitting a soft glow. Kong Xuan, dressed in colorful robes with fluttering sleeves, looked like an immortal descending to the earth, walking lightly and with a calm look on his face.

The architecture of the academy is simple and solemn, revealing a strong cultural heritage. Kong Xuan looked up at the towering gate tower, feeling an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

He walked through the gatehouse and slowly along the bluestone road. The pines and cypresses on both sides were lush and tall. From time to time, scholars in Confucian robes hurried past, or gathered in groups of two or three, enthusiastically discussing academic issues.

The palace was filled with the sound of reading. Scholars were either writing quickly at their desks or discussing in low voices. The air was filled with a strong academic atmosphere.

Kong Xuan took a deep breath, feeling the purity and persistence of the scholar, and a sense of respect welled up in his heart.

Soon, Kong Xuan arrived at Guan Zhong's residence. It was a simple courtyard full of various flowers and plants, and the air was filled with a faint floral fragrance.

Kong Xuan stood outside the courtyard gate, took a deep breath, and gently knocked on the doorknob.

After a while, the door slowly opened, and an old man in Confucian clothes appeared in front of him. It was Guan Zhong.

"My dear nephew Kong Xuan, you are such a rare guest! I didn't expect you to come here. I am very pleased."

When Guan Zhong saw Kong Xuan, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled.

"Mr. Guan Zhong, I haven't seen you for many years. You are still as charming as ever."

Kong Xuan bowed and saluted, with a hint of respect in his tone.

Guan Zhong laughed and took Kong Xuan's hand and walked into the house.

The room was simply furnished. The bookshelf on one side was filled with various books, and on the desk were several volumes of unfinished manuscripts, which were obviously the works that Guan Zhong was writing.

(End of this chapter)