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Chapter 801 Evil trends



Chapter 801 Evil trends

Inside the villa, on the mahogany tea table, wisps of white mist rose from the celadon teacup, enveloping Li Jiangning's eyes.

He gently stroked the edge of the teacup with his fingertips, looking at Mr. Qi across from him with burning eyes: "Old Qi, what happened next? What happened next?"

Mr. Qi picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea swirled in his mouth for a moment before he swallowed it. Then he slowly spoke, "Your Majesty, although the Tang cavalry roamed the world at that time, the western expedition stretched for thousands of miles, making logistics difficult, and the national strength was insufficient to sustain a long-term campaign."

"Li Zhi had no choice but to accept the West's demands for superficial surrender but actual peace."

As he spoke, a complicated look emerged in his eyes, as if he saw the golden swords and iron horses on the battlefield back then.

"However, in this battle, although the Tang Dynasty did not completely wipe out the Western Empire, it did severely damage its vitality."

Mr. Qi's voice gradually became more excited. "From then on, for a thousand years, they dared not look east to the Central Plains again."

"Even if we happen to encounter our Tang Dynasty caravan on the road, we can only take a detour and dare not offend in the slightest."

"Your Majesty, your brother has achieved such great achievements at such a young age. His contributions will be remembered for generations to come."

"If it weren't for him, those barbarians with wolfish ambitions would have long coveted the territory of the Great Tang and attempted to invade the east."

Li Jiangning nodded slightly, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, but also a bit of melancholy.

Mr. Qi continued, "Not only that, to prevent future troubles, Li Zhi ordered the burning of all historical books from all countries other than the Tang Dynasty."

"As a result, those countries lose their cultural roots and find it difficult to gain power again."

"Today, the only country in the world that has complete historical records is our Tang Dynasty."

"As for the ancient books that record your true deeds, Your Majesty, I'm afraid the only place with a copy is in Qianling Mausoleum."

"Qianling Mausoleum? Isn't that my mausoleum? How did it become Zhinu's?"

Li Jiangning frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion.

Mr. Qi sighed softly and explained, "Your Majesty, you care deeply about the world. Your ideal of 'the world for all' was far ahead of its time, far beyond the understanding of the world at that time. While this ideal is beautiful, it has sown seeds of unrest in the hearts of the people."

"After your death, no one can suppress this trend of thought."

"Although Li Zhi tried his best to cover it up, the time gap was too close, and many people knew the truth, which also laid the hidden dangers for the later Anshi Rebellion."

"Your Majesty, the wheel of history rolls forward, and some things cannot be changed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Qi's cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the slightly heavy atmosphere in the room.

He took out his cell phone, pressed the answer button, and turned on the speakerphone at the same time.

"Mr. Qi, Li Yan was beaten at school." An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Li Jiangning's heart trembled when he heard the name "Li Yan". The surname Li made him think of his own bloodline.

Mr. Qi's expression froze, and he said in a serious tone, "Tell me what happened. Tell me the whole story."

"Mr. Qi, this is what happened." The other party took a deep breath and began to narrate, "Li Yan was working out in the school gym. Just as he was concentrating on his training, five international students suddenly came up and unplugged the fitness equipment for no reason."

"Li Yan argued with them in Chinese, but to his surprise, they were not only unapologetic, but also mocked him in English."

"Seeing this, Li Yan simply said, 'This is China,' and the other party called someone to attack him."

"Li Yan is now in the hospital with stitches for a broken nose. He didn't fight back the entire time."

"We are negotiating with the school, but the school's attitude seems to be trying to make a big deal out of a small matter."

Mr. Qi's eyes instantly turned cold, and even his voice was chilling: "Why didn't Li Yan fight back? There were so many Chinese students in the gym, didn't anyone try to stop him?"

"How dare you allow a group of foreigners to beat up our own students in our school?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before someone said helplessly, "Mr. Qi, there are several students watching the scene. But the school has regulations that if a fight occurs, there will be punishment."

"Moreover, according to the school's handling method, if the person being beaten fights back, it will be considered mutual fighting, and those who try to intervene may also be treated as participating in the fight. So, even though everyone can't stand it, no one dares to intervene."

"Hmph!" Mr. Qi chuckled in anger. "A bunch of spineless, pro-Western wimps! Have the blood of our Han Chinese men been worn down by these ridiculous regulations?"

"You don't have to worry about this matter, I'll handle it."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly, with anger still in his eyes.

Li Jiangning looked at the agitated Mr. Qi and asked, "Mr. Qi, who is this Mr. Li?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qi straightened his clothes and bowed solemnly to Li Jiangning, "Your Majesty, he is your bloodline. He is the descendant of the princess, and has passed down his bloodline through thousands of years."

"Your Majesty, you are his ancestor."

"Now, your descendants are also thriving."

Li Jiangning's eyes were shaken, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Seeing this, Mr. Qi said, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I'll make a phone call."

He picked up his phone, searched through the address book for a moment, and dialed a number.

Soon, the call was connected, and Mr. Qi said straight to the point, "Hello, Secretary Lin? It's me."

"Regarding the school that Li Yan attends, I think the principal should be replaced."

"The current principal is too weak in handling matters and lacks responsibility. I hope someone with strong principles and tough measures can take over and rectify the school's atmosphere."

There was a conversation on the other end of the phone. Mr. Qi listened patiently and responded from time to time.

Li Jiangning sat aside, feeling mixed emotions.

He had never expected that his bloodline would be contemporary with him.

And encountered such a thing.

Once upon a time, during his rule, the Tang Dynasty was a place where all nations came to pay tribute, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the men of the Han family were all brave and fearless.

But now, in his own hometown, his descendants were being bullied, but they were unable to resist due to some unreasonable regulations, and the people around them did not dare to help. How could he not feel heartbroken?

"Your Majesty, I will continue to pay attention to this matter and will definitely give Li Yan justice." Mr. Qi assured Li Jiangning after hanging up the phone.

Li Jiangning nodded and said in a deep voice, "Old Qi, a Han man's integrity cannot be lost."

"Back then, the warriors of our Tang Dynasty were willing to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood to protect our country."

"How can we allow these evil tendencies to run rampant on the Chinese land?"

"Secretary Lin, this surname isn't very common, Lao Qi?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

At the same time, in the hospital, Li Yan was lying on the hospital bed with gauze wrapped around his face and his eyes full of unwillingness.

He couldn't understand why he was treated like this when he was just defending his dignity as a Chinese.

The classmates who rushed over gathered around the bed and tried to speak up for him, but when they thought of the school rules, they could only sigh helplessly.

In the school's conference room, school leaders gathered to discuss how to handle the situation. The principal, pushing his glasses, said cautiously, "Let's keep this matter as low-key as possible. Those international students have significant connections, and the international impact must also be considered."

"If this gets out of hand, it will be bad for the school's reputation."

A vice-principal frowned and retorted, "But Li Yan is a student of our school. He was beaten like this. Can't we not seek justice?"

"If this continues, what will students think when they encounter similar things in the future?"

"Be fair? How do we do that?" the principal said impatiently. "Besides, it's hard to control public opinion right now. If someone with ulterior motives exploits this and accuses us of favoring our own students, we'll be in big trouble."

The conference room fell into silence. Everyone had their own thoughts, but they all chose to compromise in the face of reasons such as "international influence" and "school reputation."

What they didn't know was that a storm was about to be set off by this incident.

After Mr. Qi finished his conversation with Secretary Lin, he made several more calls to inform the relevant departments of the whole story. Soon, the matter attracted the attention of senior management.

The next day, the school erupted in chaos. News spread like wildfire about Li Yan being assaulted by international students and the school trying to smooth things over.

The students were outraged and posted messages on campus forums, demanding a reasonable explanation from the school.

Some off-campus media also heard about this and began to pay attention to the development of the incident.

At the same time, Li Jiangning was in the villa, learning about Li Yan's situation in detail through the information provided by Mr. Qi.

Looking at the photos of Li Yan from childhood to adulthood, he seemed to see his younger self, and a desire to protect him surged in his heart.

"Although I am no longer in that position, I cannot bear to see my descendants suffer such injustice." Li Jiangning murmured to himself.

As public opinion grew, the school faced increasing pressure. Higher authorities sent someone to investigate the matter and demanded that the school handle the matter fairly.

The principal panicked and immediately called an emergency meeting to discuss the solution.


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