When night fell, thousands of lights lit up in Lin'an City, reflecting the slightly mist of the water accumulated on the street, making it look quite artistic.

In front of Zhao's mansion, Zhao Ting, the Minister of Revenue, who came back from the office, got off the carriage with some weakness. On weekdays, there must be servants in the mansion waiting here with long robes, but today the one waiting here is Zhao Mingcheng, the eldest son of the Zhao family.

Zhao Mingcheng put his robe on Zhao Ting and reached out to support Zhao Ting and slowly entered the mansion. As he passed through the corridor, Zhao Ting suddenly asked, "What's going on with Princess Chengyang these days?"

Zhao Mingcheng replied: "She is looking for help everywhere, but no one is willing to help, even the eldest prince and the seventh prince rejected her request for help. After all, everyone knows that Chengyang really made His Majesty angry this time, and no one is willing to cause trouble."

Speaking of this, Zhao Mingcheng was stunned for a moment and said, "During this period, Chengyang has moved into the Suiwang Mansion."

Zhao Ting nodded and said, "I'm afraid that only Your Highness Sui Wang dares to take her in at this time. Well, Your Highness Sui Wang is going to plead for her?"

"I haven't heard of that," Zhao Mingcheng shook his head and said, "His Highness Sui's condition worsened some time ago. He hasn't left the mansion for a long time. However, he seems to be preparing to give Jiang Mu a soft dress for Princess Chengyang!"

Zhao Ting smiled and said, "This is very consistent with His Highness Sui's style of conduct."

Zhao Mingcheng said: "It's completely opposite to Chengyang."

As we chatted all the way, the father and son entered a hall. A servant from the mansion brought charcoal fire and poured tea for them again. The freshly brewed new tea was filled with fragrance and lingered in the hall.

Zhao Ting picked up a cup of tea, and was about to drink it, but suddenly put it down again and said, "By the way, Mingcheng, in two days, Mr. Cheng will arrive in Lin'an City. You can go and greet me."

Zhao Mingcheng was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "Dad, Mr. Cheng is here this time to show off his carriage and horses to oppose His Majesty's reconstruction of Jixia Academy. Isn't our family suitable for showing up, right?"

"No, you can't go," Zhao Ting frowned, suddenly lowered his voice, and said, "Sir Cheng brought Danghu chessboard!"

"What!"

Zhao Mingcheng exclaimed, then hurriedly pressed down, and said, "Danghu chessboard, is Mr. Cheng planning to abandon Jiang Mu directly?"

Zhao Ting nodded and said, "The reconstruction of Jixia Academy is a signal from Your Majesty to the aristocratic families. However, the Shandong gentry is definitely the one who bears the brunt of it. Behind Master Cheng is the Shandong gentry. Naturally, they absolutely do not allow the reconstruction of Jixia Academy to be successful. If this precedent is set, the prestige of Shandong gentry in the gentry will be greatly reduced."

"In addition, not only did I bring Danghu Chessboard, but also the Mingzhen Detective from the Ming family in Shandong. He is the great master. I asked you to welcome him to cover up the news about Danghu Chessboard and Mingzhen Detective."

Zhao Mingcheng frowned and said, "Dad, it's fine to be a chessboard in the lake. Although it's a life-and-death battle, it's fair and just. But Brother Ming is a great master. If he intervenes, it will go against the way of a gentleman!"

Zhao Ting shook his head slightly and said, "The Shandong gentry will never allow a poor family to be the dean of the Jixia Academy. Do you understand?"

"I understand, just, alas..."

Zhao Mingcheng sighed and stopped talking.

He also understood that the scholars of Wei have always been monopolized by the Shandong gentry, and any academies in the Wei Kingdom must be controlled by the Shandong gentry. Now, the Jixia Academy, known as the world's No. 1 academies, is about to fall into the hands of a poor family, which is absolutely intolerable to the Shandong gentry.

It is not that Jiang Mu can bring much threat, but that the Shandong gentry will not allow this precedent. In order to kill this example in the bud, the Shandong gentry will not be able to talk about any morality.

He was born in the Qinghe family and understood the style of these aristocratic families. If someone wanted to shake the root of the family, their choice was no different from that of the Shandong gentry. No one would care about the way of a gentleman.

In the hazy lights,

You can still see rain.

Zhao Mingcheng took a deep breath, looked outside, his eyes blurred, and muttered softly: "But, I want to defeat him with dignity..."

…………

It rained for several days in a row, and this morning, I finally saw a ray of sunshine.

Jiang Mu rarely got up late today. After breakfast, it was already past Chen Hou.

Liang Chu walked in from outside and whispered: "Sir, news came from Yu Ziqi. He found out from Zhao Mingcheng that Cheng Yi was not a good person this time."

Jiang Mu put down the book in his hand and asked, "How can you be bad?"

"Cheng Yi has a great thought master with her!" Liang Chu said.

"Master Da Nian!" Jiang Mu was slightly surprised and said, "It's very big!"

A master of thought is also a master of Qi training.

However, Master Nian fully demonstrated the elusive spirit of Qi training to the extreme, killing people invisible, without any trace, and even without any need to do it, because Master Nian has the most terrifying characteristic, that is, the soul attack method.

Liang Chu nodded and said, "Sir, should we deal with this great master of Nian first? Otherwise, if Master Nian takes action when you fight Cheng Yiwen, he will be unpredictable!"

Jiang Mu smiled slightly and said, "Only after catching thieves for a thousand days, there is no way to defend against thieves for a thousand days. If we kill that great master now, it is difficult to guarantee that the other party will not use other means. Then we will be really unpredictable!"

Liang Chu nodded and said, "Sir, what do you think you should do?"

"Simple," Jiang Mu said: "They have great thoughts, so why don't we just find a great thoughts?"

Liang Chu was embarrassed: "Sir, there is no great scholar in our entire martial arts alliance."

Jiang Mu smiled slightly and said, "There is a city in Lin'an!"

"who?"

"The most talented woman in Wei State, Li Zhifu, a layman in Yi'an!"

Liang Chu said in confusion: "But, sir, we have nothing to do with this woman. Will she be willing to help? Moreover, if I go to her rashly, it will be easy to be exposed!"

Jiang Mu smiled slightly and said, "This matter needs to be done with Princess Chengyang. It just so happens that I want to take a good look at it. Is Princess Chengyang really stupid or pretending to be stupid!"

At this moment,

A loud "boom" suddenly came from outside.

At the same time, a proud voice sounded:

"Where is Jiang Zibai, the Grand Secretary of Heshan Academy, Cheng Yi, came to deliver the posts, but can't come out to answer the posts?"

"Jiang Mu, Jiang Zibai, are you here?"

Hearing the sound outside,

Jiang Mu was a little puzzled and muttered in confusion: "Look for me?"

Liang Chu nodded and said, "It should be, but they seem to have found the wrong one. Next door seems to be the residence of Old Prince Qin."

Jiang Mu whispered: "What do you think will be the result when he found the old prince after finding fault?"

"I don't know very well, why not, go and have a look."

"Let's go!"

…………

When Jiang Mu and Liang Chu first arrived at the door of the next yard,

I heard Qin Wanli's roar coming from inside:

"What are you yelling, be quieter!"

Immediately afterwards, I saw a young man pointing at Qin Wanli in the yard: "Old man, do you know who you are talking to?"

Jiang Mu: “…”

Liang Chu: "Sympathy +1..."

Qin Wanli smiled, looked at the disciple of Heshan Academy and said, "Do you know who you are talking to now?"

"Who are you?" the student in Heshan said contemptuously.

Qin Wanli took a sword box and pressed it on the ground with his backhand, and said, "I am Qin Wanli, known as the Sword God, the Prince of Wei, and the uncle of the current emperor, who do you think I am?"

"Hahaha," the student of Heshan laughed, looking at Qin Wanli who was trying to take action, and said, "So what about the Sword God, so what about the Emperor Uncle? Do you dare to act gently?"

Qin Wanli: “…”
Chapter completed!