Jun Jiuling

Who is this!

Huang Cheng trembled angrily.

"Too arrogant!" He stared fiercely at Cheng Guogong, "Zhu Shan, you are too arrogant!"

Cheng Guogong was not in a hurry or annoyed, and smiled.

"Zhu Shan didn't dare." He said, "I just believe in justice."

After all, he strode forward.

The people automatically moved out of the way without any obstruction.

"He really said that just now!" An official pointed at Cheng Guogong's back and shouted to everyone, "He found these people."

The officials had complicated expressions, and more people had half-smiles.

"You can't say that casually." Someone laughed.

"Whoever said it casually, it's so obvious, he found it to target Mr. Huang..." the official shouted angrily.

Before he finished speaking, there was a whoosh, and a rotten fruit hit him right on the official hat.

With a cry of alarm the officer put his hand over his hat.

"Return my home!"

"Nobody's motivating us!"

"Stupid official! Give me back my home!"

The people who were blocked by the imperial guards shouted in commotion, they did not know where to take out rotten fruits and rotten leaves, and they fell like rain for a while.

There was chaos on the imperial street, and the officials ran away one after another. Even so, many people were hit, and Huang Cheng was no exception.

A rotten fruit hit his shoulder, and the juice splashed all over his face.

The officer next to him was busy wiping him with his sleeve, and exclaimed Master Huang in his mouth.

Huang Cheng pushed him away, and wiped it slowly with his sleeve, his eyes were somber that they were almost cloudy.

"These tricksters!"

"This is a traitor!"

"Catch them!"

The officials shouted angrily.

"What are you still doing?"

The guards seemed to react at this time.

"Your Majesty has an order that today the imperial street can allow people to watch and not drive them away," said one of the leading guards.

The official stared angrily.

"Is this a crowd?" he shouted, pointing at the noisy crowd over there.

Another three or four rotten fruit leaves were thrown at him, and the official accidentally got hit again, and jumped angrily.

Where did these people get so many rotten fruits! It's only early summer, and the fruit hasn't come down yet!

"It's a siege!" the officer yelled, stomping his feet.

Only then did the imperial guards respond, and raised their waist knives. Before they could say anything, they saw the people who were still struggling to yell and curse at throwing fruit leaves scatter in all directions with a bang.

"The official beat someone!"

"The grand maester is about to silence him!"

"Scholar Huang is going to kill someone!"

"Scholar Huang is going to drive the refugees out of Beijing!"

The shouts dispersed as they scattered, and the group of people ran away in a blink of an eye, leaving a mess on the ground.

The guards didn't even have time to pull out their knives, and they stood there dumbfounded.

Should we say they are bold or timid?

Bold means daring to scold important ministers in the court, and cowardly means dispersing like birds and beasts before threatening.

What a troublemaker.

Is this really a Northland refugee?

"Catch up with them, arrest them, and torture them. Who instigated them?" Several officials shouted angrily.

The guards simply shook their heads,

"This is out of our control," they said.

Look how slack they look like!

These imperial guards are all the sons of the rich and powerful in Beijing. Regardless of the low official salary, they are very good at pretending to be uncles.

These people are all similar to Zhu Zan. Could it be that they were also instructed by Zhu Zan? Playing dumb here.

"You..." Several officials shouted.

"Okay." Huang Cheng stopped them.

The officials stopped.

"My lord..." said one with grievances, "This is really deceiving."

Huang Cheng has regained his composure.

"Today is a good day, His Majesty is happy, don't let these little things spoil the fun." He said, walking forward, wiping his face with his sleeve.

The juice on his face had already been wiped off, but he continued to wipe it off, as if he wanted to scratch the skin.

The cronies did not dare to stop them, and they called on the horses and chariots to follow Huang Cheng.

Seeing them leave, the other officials looked at each other with strange and complicated expressions.

"I didn't expect Cheng Guogong to be such a person." An official said in a low voice.

Another official smiled.

"Before we were far away, the momentum of writing in memorials is really not as good as face-to-face verbal confrontation." He said, "It will be lively after this."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and some officials looked a little uneasy.

Since it is a struggle and confrontation, we must stand in line.

"I don't know who is stronger." An official looked at Ning Yunzhao and said in a low voice.

"No, you're wrong." Ning Yunzhao said, smiling, "This kind of thing is not about who is good, but who is doing the right thing."

The colleagues around him nodded.

"Master Ning is right." A colleague said.

"Master Naning thinks which one of them is doing the right thing?" The other asked with concern.

Unknowingly, they began to call Ning Yunzhao Master Ning, abandoning that small character.

Ning Yunzhao smiled slightly.

"Of course, whoever His Majesty thinks is right will be right." He replied.

Well, forgetting that he is a guy who only respects the emperor, several colleagues shook their heads helplessly and laughed.

"Anyway, let's just watch Master Ning." Someone said with a low smile.

The civil and military officials on Yujie gradually dispersed, Ning Yunzhao and others also got on their horses respectively, and walked out of Yujie to see many people chatting and gathering on the street.

"It looks like the excitement hasn't ended yet," an official said.

The entourage leading the horse beside him shook his head when he heard it.

"My lord, there is a new commotion." He said happily, "Miss Jun is back."

There are so many people with the surname Jun in the world, but only this Miss Jun doesn't even need to add extra explanations when she mentions it, everyone knows who she is talking about.

Sure enough, when his voice fell, the officials who heard him all raised their eyebrows.

"Miss Jun from Jiulingtang." They said, "Is she so lively this time around?"

"Yes." Another official's entourage hurriedly grabbed the conversation and said impatiently, "Ms. Jun was stopped by Master Lu as soon as she entered the city."

Several officials snorted and raised their eyebrows again.

"It was hilarious," they said.

"No, no, that's not the point." The previous entourage hurriedly interrupted, "The most important thing is that Miss Jun is the wife of Duke Cheng."

Several officials snorted, their eyes widened.

"It's a great commotion," they said, greeting each other. "Come and find a place to drink tea and listen."

A few people immediately moved forward with great interest, and after walking a few steps, they turned around and saw that Ning Yunzhao followed.

"Master Ning, are you going too?" A colleague asked in surprise.

Ning Yunzhao nodded with a smile.

"I also like to listen to the excitement." He said.

It's strange, I didn't notice it before, he rarely attends colleagues' gatherings, but that may be because of Ning Yan's matter, so keep a low profile.

"Okay, let's go together." They laughed.

Xiao Ding pouted while holding the horse.

What do you like to listen to, but you just like to listen to the excitement related to Miss Jun. Even if you already know the facts, it is very interesting to hear others say it again.

It's just that when I heard that Miss Jun followed Cheng Guogong's son and his wife to return home, see if he can still laugh.

Xiao Ding thought secretly, reminding himself that he must not reveal a word.

Miss Jun, who was being talked about by others, was standing outside the gate of Duke Cheng's mansion, in front of the wall to be precise.

She had been standing here for quite a while, looking up slightly at the wall with the traces of time and the thick branches and leaves.

There were footsteps behind, accompanied by a cough.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zhu Zan asked.

Miss Jun looked back at him and smiled.

"Look," she said.

As if she was standing here looking at the wall last time, Zhu Zan frowned, not knowing why.

"Look? You want others to see you as the wife of Duke Cheng." He snorted.

"This, do you still need to let others see it?" Miss Jun said with a smile, spreading her hands, "Isn't everyone aware of it?"

See how proud she is.

Zhu Zan squinted.

"My son is such an outstanding young man, of course he is proud to have such a husband." Miss Jun said, walking towards him.

Ah bah, Zhu Zan glared and tried to avoid it, but Miss Jun patted him on the shoulder and walked past him with a smile.

From behind, Zhu Zan slashed two punches fiercely at her back, and followed her with his sleeves behind him.

The gate of the Duke's Mansion was already wide open, and the servants greeted him respectfully.

Miss Jun stopped again, looked at the plaque and then inside.

"I didn't expect to be able to enter the Duke's Mansion." She said with a bit of a sigh.

Zhu Zan laughed twice and approached her.

"Our Duke's Mansion treats people very accommodatingly. As for guests, it's easy to come and leave, and it's not difficult to come again." He said, emphasizing the word "guest".

Miss Jun pursed her lips and smiled, raised her skirt and stepped up the steps.