"The martial arts school he came to Kyoto before was probably just a temporary place to stay before he started the imperial examination. He only had one father in his family. After he became the number one scholar in the morning, he took him to Kyoto. Overall, he couldn't find any problems.
"
Jiang Yuan frowned more and more. With such an innocent background, no wonder the new emperor would favor him so much.
Everyone in the Jiang family couldn't help but look down after hearing this.
Fu Bao picked up the milk tea on the side and took a sip, and said slightly: "There is no problem, it is often the biggest problem. Could it be that he was actually sent by the vassal kings?"
As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere in the entire lobby became solemn, and everyone took a breath.
Jiang Li swallowed his saliva and affirmed: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."
Fubao thought the same way: "But Wu Zhuangyuan doesn't have any flaws at the moment. It will take some effort to find out his details."
"Who said there are no flaws?" Mrs. Jiang's eyes were sharp and cold, and she said coldly, "Don't he always turn defeat into victory in the end of every battle? Then let's go and see how he turns defeat into victory."
Fubao and others all stared at Mrs. Jiang.
"Mother is saying..." Jiang Qi said doubtfully.
Mrs. Jiang said loudly: "That martial arts school."
The expressions of Fubao and others suddenly changed, but they instantly felt it was reasonable and showed fox-like smiles.
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Kyoto.
Wu Zhuangyuan Mansion, this is the new residence given by the new emperor.
The carved railings and painted buildings are new and gorgeous.
The only people living inside are the newly wealthy people in the court, the Wu Zhuangyuan family.
A boy hurried inside.
In the hall, there was a man holding a glass cup, with clear bones and a cold and arrogant temperament. The rusty red liquid in his glass cup slowly swayed, and the rich fragrance seemed to overflow the entire room.
He took a sudden sip with slightly cool lips and sneered slightly.
"This Mengding Fairy Dew is indeed good, but I didn't know that its staying power can be as strong as the fragrance of wine... Haha, I'm overthinking it, it's just something superficial."
He gave a cold chirp and heard the boy outside running towards him in a hurry, shouting as he ran: "The Number One Scholar, The Number One Scholar!"
The eyes of Wu Zhuangyuan Tang Shuo flashed coldly, and his sharp eyes glanced at the young boy.
As soon as the boy stepped into the lobby door, he almost knelt down in fear.
"Yes, it's the news from them."
The boy handed a letter to Wu Zhuangyuan. There was no trace on the thin paper, and it looked like the most ordinary letter.
Wu Zhuangyuan took it and tore it open.
After a moment, he raised his lips.
"Very good, I would like to see what they are going to do..."
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On this day, the emperor invited the ministers to enjoy the lake and drink together after the morning session.
Jiang Qi, Wu Zhuangyuan and others all went there. Because they can always see good shows now, the ministers are all very active. They no longer ask for sick leave, their backs and legs don't hurt, and their wives don't give birth to children.
, which made the new emperor still a little confused.
It was very lively all the way over there, but it was different here at the Jiang family.
Today Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Li, Jiang Yuan, Jiang Shou and Fubao were all ready to go out. As soon as they stepped out, they headed to a martial arts studio in the back street.
There are neither too many martial arts schools nor too few in Kyoto, but there is only one that is famous.
As I approached the gate of the martial arts hall, I saw a notice posted next to the martial arts hall with several large red characters written on it.
"The Hall of Wu Zhuangyuan."
Jiang Li remembered that this brand didn't exist before, so he thought it was a new addition.
Mrs. Jiang stared at the sign and raised her eyebrows slightly.
"It seems that Wu Zhuangyuan has incorporated this martial arts school." She sneered, "However, even if they are turned into officials, they will still ask questions."
Mrs. Jiang followed Jiang Li to the door of the martial arts hall, and Jiang Li kicked the door open.
The two martial arts thugs guarding the door almost jumped up in shock. They immediately reacted and took out their sticks to hit Mrs. Jiang.
At first glance, you can tell that he has been trained to pick out the weak ones first.
But who is Mrs. Jiang? She has been on the battlefield and fought barbarians. Would she be afraid of these two juniors?
Lifting their kicks, Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Li each knocked them flying far away.
Two "bang bang" sounds startled everyone in the martial arts gym.
They all ran out in a hurry and were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
One of them, who was smarter, immediately went upstairs and hurriedly called for someone.
"You're going to call your curator, right?" Mrs. Jiang smiled faintly, "Go ahead and call your curator down early. I want to see what kind of person he is!"
Jiang Li looked around in front of these thugs and finally focused on a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
This man was holding a stick and had a three-pointed thorn on his waist. At first glance, he looked like a difficult person to deal with.
He had a fierce look on his face and seemed to be making no effort to conceal his hostility.
"Who are you?" he asked first.
Jiang Li said amusedly: "What? You don't even know about us, yet you dare to hit our people?"
The man looked puzzled: "Why can't I understand what you are talking about? When have I ever beaten one of your people?".
Jiang Li narrowed his eyes: "Do you know Ruihua? You beat him in Ronghua Town. Now it's fair for us to retaliate."
"Ruihua..." The man touched his chin, showing a thoughtful expression, and his face was full of traces of acting.
Fu Bao soon saw a look of disdain on his face: "Oh, it must be the defeated general. He actually climbed up. The person you are talking about is a thief. It must be nothing if you can walk with him."
Good people.”
"You dare to say that we are not good people? How courageous! I have never heard of such courageous people in Kyoto." A silver needle on the tip of Jiang Yuan's finger reflected dazzling light in the sun, and he was frightened.
The thugs all took a step back.
"What do you want to do? This is Kyoto. Taking human life is a serious crime. Don't you want to live?" The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said coldly, and the thugs on the side also echoed.
"Hmph, it's Ruihua who came to seek revenge on you, right? He doesn't even look at who we are, just picks up a few people and wants to get rid of me? Ruihua is as timid as ever, I think.
Why don't you take revenge yourself? What a coward!"
The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks laughed as he spoke, his eyes showing undisguised indifference and disdain.
Mrs. Jiang frowned: "You don't know us? Haha, didn't Wu Zhuangyuan tell the entire Kyoto, which family should not be easily provoked? Is this how he trained his dogs? It seems that he doesn't take you seriously.
Let’s do it!”
Mrs. Jiang's words seemed to sting the thugs, and they all started yelling and cursing like sick mad dogs.
At this moment, the people upstairs suddenly walked down.