Deep in the night knowing the snow

Mu Tangfeng felt a little regretful that he couldn't drink sour plum soup, thinking about buying another cup for himself on the way, he was too lazy to argue with the people in front of him, so he glanced at the big man in front of him casually, and lowered his head to pick up the falling bamboo tube of sour plum soup.

This burly man is the youngest son of the Cheng family, named Cheng Li, who is well-known in Jingzhou, and he is always arrogant and unreasonable.

There were so many people in the queue, they were basically gathered in twos and threes, only Mu Tangfeng was alone, no one talked to him, and he ignored others.

Cheng Li came late, and wanted to find someone to jump in the queue and finish the portrait quickly, so he followed Mu Tangfeng in the queue.

There was a bump just now, but the nerd didn't get angry, Chengli was triumphant in his heart, he thought that he was a coward who could be squeezed and rounded by others, so he didn't have any scruples anymore.

Seeing that the nerd was still picking up the bamboo tube on the ground, he felt an evil thought in his heart, and said strangely, "Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

"Are you deaf?"

Chengli said with anger in his voice, he stretched out his foot and kicked the shoulder of the person in front of him, and directly kicked him to the ground.

There was a light black shoe print on Mu Tangfeng's shoulder, and the bamboo tube in his hand made a muffled sound as it knocked on the ground. There were a lot of discussions around him, and he looked up at Chengli.

There was no wave in those eyes, as if nothing could be seen, but staring at people without blinking for a moment at this moment made people feel chills for no reason.

Cheng Li felt chills behind that gaze, and anger burst into his heart for no reason, and he said angrily, "What kind of gaze is this? Believe it or not, a word from this young master will make you unable to stay in Jingzhou?"

"Don't even think about the imperial examination, just wait and get out."

Mu Tangfeng looked at the person in front of him with a sneer on his lips.

He doesn't recruit people, someone always comes to provoke him.

Seeing him laughing like this, Chengli became even angrier. He stepped forward and lifted Mu Tangfeng's collar, staring at him with eyes like copper bells, "Why, don't you believe it?"

Mu Tangfeng still looked at him coldly, did not speak, the expression on his face had already answered his question.

Chengli glared at him, cursed in a low voice, and his fist was about to drop, "Who are you showing a dead face to—"

He thought about beating up this nerd and throwing him out. Anyway, this is not the first time he has done it. He is a member of the Cheng family, a powerless scholar, and it's okay to kill him.

But before his fist fell, a gust of wind brushed past his ear, and a cold, sharp hand grabbed his wrist.

The man made no effort, but he couldn't move at all.

"Let go! Do you know who this young master is? Dare to meddle in other people's business... Do you believe that this young master even killed you?"

Chengli stared, raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. The person in front of him was wearing a fence and couldn't see his face clearly. He was wearing a white wrinkled robe, standing still, and he looked like he deserved a beating.

The man remained silent, holding his hand slightly harder, as if there was a sound of bones breaking in the air, Chengli was forced to let go of the hand holding Mu Tangfeng's collar.

Mu Tangfeng stood up holding the bamboo tube, his expression was still indifferent, feeling that Yinxuan seemed to be looking at him, he looked away.

If someone helped him meddle in his own business, he would naturally be happy to be at leisure.

Chengli yelled, grinning and rubbing his wrists, glaring at a few boys beside him and saying, "What are you still doing, grab him!!"

The boys were in a bit of a dilemma. They came out to see that Chengli would stop causing trouble. Who should listen to the master's words and the young master's words? They struggled for a moment, but they still went up.

There was a disturbance in Shanglin Garden, so far only some scholars were watching their commotion, the examiner seemed too lazy to take care of the Cheng family's affairs, turned a blind eye, as long as no one was killed, he would pretend he hadn't seen it.

Yinxuan loosened his grip on Chengli's wrist, and kicked it directly. The black boots stepped on Chengli's chest. With a "bang", Chengli flew out, leaning against the pillar with his back, making a muffled knock Noise, Chengli's face turned pale.

"You... you... arrest him..." Chengli coughed twice, with anger still in his voice.

He lifted his fingers weakly, coughing up blood from his throat.Seeing the blood in the palm of his hand, Cheng Li's face suddenly turned pale, and his face was ferocious, "Hurry up!! Dare to do something to this young master, kill him for me!!"

"It's so cruel... Who is this... He's finished..."

"That's the young master of the Cheng family..."

"Although... it looks really cool... This trash should have been cleaned up long ago."

"That's right, he jumped in the line and attacked them, but he took advantage of it instead. It's disgusting."

They are all young men, and they don't have so many thoughts on discord, and they will always complain when they see things that are not angry.

The young master of the Cheng family was injured, it was a big deal, the servants at the side surrounded Yinxuan, and people came from the inner hall.

It was an examiner wearing a third-rank court uniform who came, he went to Chengli to help him up, and said softly, "Young master, are you alright?"

Chengli coughed up another mouthful of blood, and pointed at Mu Tangfeng with dark eyes, "Master Zhao, you have to make the decision for me, they bullied me like this, and there is no way to be a king in Linyuan..."

Zhao Yong looked in the direction he was pointing, saw Mu Tangfeng in the crowd, took a look and looked away, and patted Chengli on the shoulder lightly.

"Go inside and have a good rest, don't worry, I will take care of it for you.

"Master Zhao, you must not let go of the fence. If you catch him, hand it over to me directly!!"

Zhao Yong said "OK", and the people next to him came to support Chengli, and Chengli went to the inner hall.

The two of them were far away, and everyone only saw them talking, but didn't know what they said.

Mu Tangfeng looked away after taking a look, and remained motionless on the spot, concentrating on wiping off the sour plum soup that had just been stained on the ground with a handkerchief.

The servants held wooden sticks and surrounded Yinxuan. Zhao Yong walked over from a distance, didn't look at Yinxuan, but went directly to Mu Tangfeng.

Zhao Yong stopped in front of him, frowned and said, "What's your name?"

Mu Tang didn't raise the limelight, just listened quietly and Zhao Yong didn't respond.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhao Yong felt even more contemptuous in his heart, and said directly, "Do you know what this place is? Shanglin Garden is a sacred place of Confucianism hand-picked by the Holy Majesty. Now you are causing trouble here, which is against the rules."

He spoke lightly, looked Mu Tangfeng up and down, saw that his clothes were shabby, and his tone became more contemptuous.

"There is no need to line up, you can go back."

After the words were finished, Mu Tangfeng raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. He looked at the third-rank court minister in front of him and smiled slightly.

Zhao Yong's voice was not low, and the scholars at the side heard it. They were discussing in a low voice, and they were all a little angry, but they dared not speak out.

After all, this person is in charge of their exams, and a single sentence can make them restless.They managed to get to Jingzhou with great difficulty, and they only had one chance for the imperial examination, which was very rare, and their future was even more important.

"Great Wei has this courtier... My court mourns."

"Don't distinguish between right and wrong...Officials and officials protect each other...The people are in danger."

Mu Tangfeng's voice was cool and cool, "Your Excellency hasn't asked what is the matter, why did you resolutely disqualify me from the imperial examination? Besides - which rule in the court stipulates that the examiner can decide whether the examinee will stay or not at will?"

There is no regulation in the law, but if you offend the examiner, it will not end well.

The students on the side all pointed at him, Zhao Yong's face was ugly, "Shanglinyuan Saint's Land, you have violated the rules by making trouble here, and you are still talking back to me now, disrespecting the teacher, it is even more a show of character Not to mention whether you can be selected in the palace examination, even if you are selected, who would dare to use you with such low moral character?"

After buckling one hat after another, Zhao Yong sneered, "What's more, you injured someone today, so you have to give Chengshang Shu an explanation, someone—take them down."

Shanglin Garden was guarded by guards ordered by the Holy Majesty, and a group of guards in black and cloud patterns came out holding cold swords, their cold blades flashed, and surrounded Mu Tangfeng and Yinxuan together.

"Take it down and hand it over to Chengshang Shu, and disqualify him from the imperial examination..."

Before Zhao Yong finished speaking, the man wearing the fence in the distance suddenly snorted softly.

Yinxuan looked at Zhao Yong's aggressive look, and couldn't help being bored, thinking that if these people don't let these people have a memory now, Mu Tangfeng's life in it will only be more difficult in the future.

In any case, Wei Fenglin's status as the prince of the human world is still very useful in many cases.

A black token appeared, with a three-eyed spider engraved on it, with the word "one" written on it, and a black peony flower print underneath.

Seeing this token is like seeing the prince, let alone being at the head of the Nine Que Spirits.

Although everyone present didn't know it, all the guards in the palace understood it.

The swords fell to the ground one after another, and all the guards on the side knelt on the ground, "Your Highness, thousands of years, thousands of years, Wan Fu Jin'an—"

Zhao Yong was stunned, "What are you doing? I asked you to arrest him..."

The guard Yinjia reflected a cold light, they bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, no one paid any attention to Zhao Yong.

Before he could react, Yinxuan took a long sword from the guard at the side and walked towards Zhao Yong step by step.

Zhao Yong stared at Yinxuan, and stepped back step by step, "What are you going to do?? I'm the court order... If you dare to kill me..."

Yinxuan let out a "huh" and stopped in front of him.

"It's not anymore." With a flick of Yinxuan's long sword, Zhao Yong's black hat was picked off directly, and a section of hair was cut off.

Zhao Yong's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and he hurried to pick up the hat on the ground, but before he could touch it, the guard on the side aimed his sword at him.

"What's going on here...what's the origin of the man wearing the fence...?"

"You don't know? You've always heard of Jiuqueling, right? The Nine Pillar demon spirit under the seat of the Prince of Wei... just now that person took out the token of Jiuqueling."

"He's a monster!!!??"

"The monster is also a good monster. Our Highness is so powerful, and the person we choose will definitely not be bad."

The Great Wei ruled Kyushu, all of which were brought down by Wei Fenglin and his people, so the people of the Great Wei worshiped Wei Fenglin almost as a god.

Even Wei Fenglin raised Yin soldiers and Nine Pillars demon spirits, they could forgive the demon clan because of this, and they would always stand by Wei Fenglin's side.

Those comments fell into Zhao Yong's ears word by word, Zhao Yong's face turned gray every inch of his face, and his hands trembled slightly.

Jiu Que Ling... that is not something he can afford.

The black gauze hat was taken off, Jiu Que Ling means the prince, and Zhao Yong is no longer qualified to stay in Shanglin Garden.

The guard next to him said coldly, "Master Zhao, please—"

"I... I just couldn't see Mount Tai, my lord..." Zhao Yong struggled and before he could finish speaking, he was forcibly taken down by the guards.

The other examiner at the side looked stunned, thankful in his heart that he didn't meddle in other people's business, and just as he let go, he saw the man on the fence looking at him.

"Disqualify the young master of the Cheng family just now from the imperial examination."

The examiner froze for a moment, and quickly agreed.

Mu Tangfeng was watching from the side all the time, Yinxuan cast him a look of praise, he took a look, then looked away, and went to draw a portrait.

After painting the portrait and leaving Shanglin Garden, Yinxuan still followed him.Mu Tangfeng was walking on the street, bought himself another cup of sour plum soup, took another cup when paying, and handed it to the person behind him.

There was tension in Yinxuan's voice, but also a hint of joy, "For me?"