That's What Villains Are Like

"After the Qianyuan Mansion is opened, the Blood Immortal Sect should also send people to fight for other houses, right?"

Jiang Lan returned to her thoughts, looked at Song Youwei, and remembered the upcoming southern hunting exercise.

Qianyuan Mansion is a secret mansion built by the Daxia royal family with a lot of money. It is made of a complete small world, containing the universe and many opportunities.

The closer to the deep area, the atmosphere of ancient chaos permeates, the richer the treasures and the aura of heaven and earth, and there are many mysterious areas that have not been explored even by the Daxia royal family.

The battle for Qianyuan Mansion before the start of every Nanshou exercise is the highlight.

The dispute between the younger generation of the immortal sects from all sides and the young disciples of the princes, nobles and aristocratic families in Great Xia has attracted the most attention.

Including the Prime Minister's Office, because of this incident, they summoned the forces and ethnic groups they were attached to and sent young elites from the tribe to come.

For example, the young talents such as Luo Ying and Ao Xu who followed him in Anyang City last time will all stay in the Qianyuan Mansion this time to compete for the rank and glory of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As Jiang Lan is the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he should be the one to fight for this kind of matter.

But he has just started cultivating recently, and his cultivation is not very strong. This is a well-known thing in the capital of Great Xia.

In other words, if Xiang Guofu wants to compete for ranking this time, it can only rely on Luo Ying, Ao Xu and others.

Of course, for Prime Minister Jiang Lintian, this so-called dispute over the Qianyuan Mansion was actually just a small fight.

But this matter has always been a traditional custom in Daxia, and in a sense it also represents the appearance and heritage of their respective forces.

Moreover, some good fortunes in the Qianyuan Mansion are rare and good things even in the eyes of people of Xiangguo's level.

For the disciples and worshipers of the Prime Minister's Mansion, this is the best time to win face and get rewards for the Prime Minister's Mansion, so many people have been preparing for it early.

During this period, many powerful disciples brought back the young disciples they had trained and rested in the area of ​​the other courtyard residence arranged by the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Jiang Lan himself had no interest in this kind of thing, but for the sake of his next plan, he had to go through a formality and express himself.

"The Blood Immortal Cult will indeed arrange for manpower to go in, but for the sake of the southern hunting plan later, they will not be exposed in advance. At most, they will go to the depths of Qianyuan Mansion to compete for some fortunes in other courtyards..."

"I have received news that this time the royal family will place a precious Taoist artifact that once destroyed hundreds of kingdoms as a reward deep in the Qianyuan Mansion."

"That magical artifact is called Xuanji Lingtai. An elder of the Blood Immortal Sect is very interested in this magical artifact." Song Youwei said.

"In what capacity will you enter then?" Jiang Lan looked at her and asked.

Song Youwei thought for a while, shook her head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, but I should pretend to be a disciple of a certain immortal sect and sneak in."

She also has her own plan. After the Qianyuan Mansion is opened, all the good fortune in other courtyards will be taken by those who are destined.

Since the royal family had given her such an opportunity, she would naturally not let it go.

Jiang Lan was also lost in thought at this time.

"What's wrong?" Song Youwei looked at him with a smile and asked.

"Xuanji Lingtai, is this the item that the royal family brought out this time?"

Jiang Lan didn't care about her, but frowned slightly.

The news that Song Youwei told him was already different from the original plot.

In the original plot, what the royal family placed deep in the Qianyuan Mansion was a magical weapon called the Lingxiao Brush.

The Lingxiao Brush is actually no longer a magical weapon, but a Taoist tool that condenses the so-called Tao Marks.

But it is just a Taoist artifact that has condensed a trace of Taoism. Some wealthy monks in the Sixth Realm will have many of them.

In this world, the weapons practiced by monks are generally divided into several levels: ordinary weapons, magic weapons, Taoist weapons...

Taoist artifacts are divided into four levels: top grade, top grade, middle grade, and low grade.

Within three strands of Dao marks, it can be classified as low-grade, and above nine strands of Dao marks, it can be classified as top-grade.

The Xuanji Lingtai is a middle-grade Taoist artifact that condenses four Dao marks. To be precise, it is actually one of a set of molded Taoist artifacts.

In addition to the Xuanji Spirit Platform, there are also Taoist artifacts such as Xuanji Spirit Clothes, Xuanji Spirit Sword, Xuanji Spirit Hairpin, and Xuanji Spirit Pendant.

In the original plot, this was the item used by Queen Xia to reward Lin Fan, but it appeared in advance in the Qianyuan Mansion this time...

Jiang Lan felt that the world line was earlier than he expected.

"If this continues, the advantage of foresight will continue to be weakened..." Although Jiang Lan had expected this result, he did not expect that it would come so quickly.

As a result, many arrangements need to be made in advance as soon as possible.

Although Lin Fan died, there was still Jiang Ruxian in this world who hated him deeply.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him frowning and saying nothing, Song Youwei couldn't help but asked confused again.

"It's okay, I'm just a little surprised to be so generous to the royal family all of a sudden." Jiang Lan came back to his senses and shook his head slightly.

"The news about the Xuanji Lingtai is indeed attracting attention. After all, it is a middle-grade Taoist artifact, and many sect power's sect-suppressing artifacts are nothing more than this." Song Youwei nodded with deep understanding.

She currently only has one middle-grade Taoist artifact in her hand, and it was obtained by accident, so it is not complete.

If it were in the outside world, the temptation of a middle-grade Taoist artifact would be enough to make many monks in the Seventh Realm take risks.

If it is an ownerless thing, it will lead to a bloody storm.

Jiang Lan also knew the importance of Taoist tools in this world. Even with the rich background of the Xiangguo Mansion, it was impossible to give a Taoist tool easily.

Dao marks cannot be forged and condensed by ordinary weapon refiners. Most Dao weapons are acquired through acquired cultivation.

"Tell me, when I enter the Qianyuan Mansion, can I pretend to be your disciple?" Song Youwei suddenly thought of something and asked with a smile.

Jiang Landon was surprised.

"No need." He refused without thinking.

At present, Song Youwei is still a witch of the Blood Fairy Sect. Even if she is just pretending to be a disciple, he does not want to have any interaction with her openly.

Once this kind of intersection occurs, more effort must be spent to cover it up later, but he doesn't have the time or energy to do so.

However, as soon as Jiang Lan said the words, he immediately reacted wrongly.

"The current situation is special. The imperial capital is full of people and masters. They are secretly watching the Prime Minister's Mansion. There are many people watching me."

"I don't want you to be exposed to others so early, even if it's just as a retainer..." He looked at Song Youwei and explained seriously.

He was a little careless just now and made such a low-level mistake. It can only be said that thinking about Jiang Rushian made him a little distracted.

"It seems that Mr. Jiang, you were distracted just now and just said what was on your mind..." Song Youwei was still smiling.

"But I'm just joking with you. I know Mr. Jiang that you cherish feathers."

"When I said that just now, it seemed like I wanted you to marry me."

Hearing this, Jiang Lan also seemed to smile and said, "If you are willing, I have nothing to say no to. It's just that I will have a bed warmer next to me in the future."

"Master Jiang, do you just want me to warm your bed?"

Song Youwei's gentle, moon-like eyes seemed to be filled with smoke, giving her a misty and charming look.

"Want to hear what's in your heart, or something else?" Jiang Lan asked.

"I don't even want to hear it..."

Song Youwei smiled, stood up and planned to put on her shoes and socks, and said, "Time is running out, I'm going to find the person in Mr. Jiang's portrait."

"Don't you want to hear the news about your sister?"

Jiang Lan was still sitting cross-legged on the table in a leisurely manner.

He knew that what he just said made Song Youwei a little angry. Women are such emotional creatures, so he just called him "Mr. Jiang".

Song Youwei was putting her jade feet, which were piled up like snow, into her socks, and paused when she heard the words.

Jiang Lan looked at her with a smile, and saw that she was sitting back obediently, as if blinking her eyes, waiting for his next words.

"Have you ever sat like this?"

Jiang Lan seemed to be completely unable to see the sullen expression on her face, and looked at the silk stocking she was wearing.

Song Youwei pulled up the hem of her skirt to cover up her slender jade legs, but the other jade foot, which was not wearing stockings, was exposed.

There is a red rope tied to the slender, white and perfectly curved ankle, which is very conspicuous.

Noticing Jiang Lan's gaze, she still smiled and said openly, "Mr. Jiang, do my feet look good?"

"Slim and delicate, crystal white, able to withstand the frost and gather the cold, she ranks at the forefront of all the women I have ever met." Jiang Lan commented seriously.

Song Youwei glared at him, and then suddenly felt her face getting hot, and she pulled up her skirt to cover it.

"The Blood Fiend Granny's current cultivation level is not as good as that of the old eunuch we met that day, but she is still among the best in the Seven Realms."

"The Blood Immortal Curse on your body is also controlled by her. Unless you have the strength to kill her instantly, if you want to resist, she will counterattack it."

"And your sister is imprisoned in a small world by her. The secret key to enter that small world is always with her and is kept by her."

"But you can rest assured that your sister is not in any danger at present. On the contrary, she is very safe. Granny Xuesha has been hiding the news about your sister and you, and deliberately cultivates her..."

Jiang Lan didn't hesitate and told her sister Song Youwei's current situation.

After hearing this, Song Youwei felt relieved. If she wanted to take revenge, she still had to improve her cultivation level so that she could kill the evil mother-in-law and save her sister from the sea of ​​fire.

Jiang Lan continued to draw cakes for her, saying not to worry, he would take action later.

Song Youwei's little emotion just now disappeared, and she stayed with him until Haishi, when the bright moon passed the second eaves, before she stood up and left.

Jiang Lan then returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

You'er was still meditating on those secret scrolls of skills. He went to visit her, gave her a few words of encouragement, and then focused on the small bottle of turbid blood that Song Youwei brought to him.

During the refining process, Jiang Lan unexpectedly purified and absorbed a lot of energy and blood.

Of course, compared with his current power of Qi and blood, it can only be said to be a drop in the bucket and not worth paying too much attention to.

A few days later, Jiang Lan successfully refined the small half bottle of turbid blood for his own use.

At the same time, Song Youwei also had some clues. After sending people to collect some information about casual cultivators in many cities and territories in Daxia, they finally found the suitable candidate Jiang Lan requested.

The middle-aged female cultivator, named Liu Ruli, had a clean life.

Decades ago, I came to live in Nanxiangfang in Guangyuan City.

As for the experience decades ago, it is unknown and completely blank. It is suspected that it comes from other dynasty countries.

Her daily life is also very simple. She just takes on some casual cultivator tasks in Nanxiangfang, exchanges for spiritual stones to practice, and then learns some talisman and seal skills, and can burn some simple talisman and seal scripts. The circle is small and she knows a lot. There are not many monks.

After Jiang Lan got the news, he asked Song Youwei to bring the middle-aged woman silently.

Compared with ordinary casual cultivators, Liu Ruli's cultivation is actually very strong, reaching the level of the fourth realm.

However, due to the lack of various cultivation resources and techniques, he has been stagnant for many years, and he has no special talents and skills. If he wants to earn spiritual stones, he can only complete some casual cultivation tasks.

After Jiang Lan saw this information, he paid special attention to his cultivation and skills, and compared them with the relevant memories in his mind. It basically met his requirements.

The next day in Guihua Garden, he met Liu Ruli.

He is of medium build, wearing a simple navy blue robe, and has a very reserved and nervous expression.

Because on the way here, he had already swallowed the Bone Shaping Pill according to Song Youwei's instructions, so both his face and body shape were very similar to Jiang Lan's portrait.

"Don't worry, since I promised you, I will definitely give you the corresponding spiritual stone reward..."

Song Youwei said from the side.

She had already contacted Liu Ruli, and after putting forward the conditions, Liu Ruli agreed without thinking for long.

Faced with this attractive reward, it was really hard for her to refuse, and the information she learned from Song Youwei was that it would not be life-threatening for her to pretend to be a person.

So after hesitation, Liu Ruli agreed. Her years of living as a casual cultivator also told her that if she dared to refuse, the other party would definitely have the means to take her away by force.

So it’s better to be more knowledgeable.

"It certainly fits the bill."

After Jiang Lan looked at it, he nodded with slight satisfaction.

Liu Ruli had no idea who the noble and noble young man in front of her was, but she could clearly sense the innate aura of nobility and superiority exuding from him.

So I kept my head down, very cautious and fearful.

After bringing Liu Ruli, Song Youwei left wisely and waited outside for Jiang Lan's instructions.

Jiang Lan looked at Liu Ruli in front of him and said in a very gentle voice,

"You don't have to be nervous, your life will change dramatically starting from today."

"From now on, your name will not be Liu Ruli. Your name will be Mrs. Liu. She was once the nanny of Jiang Lan, the son of Xiangguo Mansion. Many years ago, she was almost executed by the wife of Xiangguo Mansion for some things. But because of her compassionate heart, she was lucky enough to After surviving, he had to remain anonymous, leave the Prime Minister's Mansion, and live in seclusion in Guangyuan City..."

"In these years in Guangyuan City, you were cautious and walked on thin ice. You were afraid of being noticed because of what happened back then, so you never communicated with too many people, for fear of encountering a big disaster."

"Before you go to sleep every day, although you are glad that you were not executed, you are also afraid that Mrs. Xiang Guofu will remember that you still have the memory of that day in your mind, and you will be traced by her afterwards, and you will feel uneasy every day..."

His voice was very peaceful, and seemed to have an inexplicable magic power, which was enough to make people feel at ease and let go of any guard in their hearts.

At the same time, there were traces of blood-red aura lingering in Jiang Lan's eyes, which looked like steaming blood-colored mist, which was very strange.

Wisps of blood-colored mist twisted in the void and disappeared silently into Liu Ruli's mind.

She looked at Jiang Lan blankly, and the expression of surprise, shock, and confusion on her face gradually relaxed, but her eyes quickly became a little confused.

Then, it seemed like some deeply hidden memories began to surge in her mind, making her face look a little painful.

"My name is Liu..."

"I am the wet nurse of Mr. Jiang Lan of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I often hugged him when he was a child..."

"But because when Master Jiang Lan was nine years old..."

Liu Ruli murmured, as if recalling those corresponding memories.

As Jiang Lan narrated more and more words, her face and expression became calmer and calmer, and then she seemed to accept this identity and statement.

Liu Ruli's own cultivation level is not high, and her soul is not strong either.

It is not difficult for Jiang Lan to change some of her cognitions and memories.

It's just that such an operation requires very profound and subtle spiritual methods.

After killing Lin Fan, he plundered many experiences and techniques from his previous life, so he didn't feel complicated about this level of soul manipulation.

It takes about half a stick of incense.

Liu Ruli passed out and lay on a chair. Jiang Lan asked Song Youwei to come in and sent her back to Guangyuan City.

When Liu Ruli wakes up, she will not only forget what happened in the past few days, but also have a corresponding memory in her mind.

Of course, this is just Jiang Lan's fabricated memory. If his parents notice it afterwards, he can just explain it. After all, this is a plan against Emperor Xia.

He didn't arrange for anyone from the Prime Minister's Mansion to do it, because he was worried that the traces would be too obvious.

The people of the Blood Immortal Sect were very concealed, and even Supervisor Tiansi could not notice them. When the time came to explain, they would say that they had done it secretly.

For Liu Ruli, this was a great blessing out of thin air. After all, being the wet nurse of the Prime Minister's Mansion was something that not many people could ask for.

Of course, the wet nurse back then had already been dealt with secretly by his mother, so how could the slightest rumor or information leak out.

It can be said that it is extremely difficult for Supervisor Tiansi to investigate that incident.

This is what Jiang Lan is thinking of at the moment. It is the most reasonable and the best way to allow Emperor Xia to dispel some of his worries and doubts and to make his next character set up.

After asking Song Youwei to send "Liu" away, Jiang Lan also began to think about how to make the Linglong commander of the Supervisor Tiansi "inadvertently" notice this matter.

Perhaps it can be done through a more indirect method, without directly going through the Linglong Commander.

"portrait……"

Thinking of this, Jiang Lan took away the portrait on the table.

…

In the next few days, the imperial capital Jingyang City became more and more lively, and the Yuxianfang was even more brilliantly lit every night.

Along the rivers and lakes, pavilions and palaces are hidden in the clouds and mist, and there are even more painted palaces, standing in the void, like the residences of immortals.

Boat after boat floated by, and the women in them were all wearing clouds of flowers, wearing loose robes, hairpins and flower crowns, heavy makeup and light makeup, revealing large areas of snow-like skin, and there was a sound of warblers while laughing and scolding.

Just by walking along the river bank, you can hear the melodious sounds coming from it, and smell the strange fragrance of flowers filling the air.

Many young heroes who came to the imperial capital lingered here and indulged themselves in the gentle countryside, unwilling to extricate themselves.

"Although our Daxia folk customs are open, they don't stop there..."

"Why are those women just now wearing Taoist robes, lotus crowns, and cloud clogs? Could it be that Taoist women have all fallen into this Yuxianfang?"

On the shore of Yuxianfang, a tall and slender man walked by with his hands on his back.

His hair is all tied up, his face is handsome and fair, and his eyes are very deep and bright, as if there are stars gathering together, but at first glance he looks a little thin.

Wearing a rather elegant silk purple robe, with a high crown and belt, and a round ancient jade hanging from his waist, he looked like a noble nobleman from a wealthy family.

Behind him, four guards followed silently.

After hearing this, one of them replied, "Sir, this is called Qingqu in Yuxianfang. These are not Taoist women, they are just dressed like Taoist women."

"Fun?"

"snort……"

"In today's Great Xia, only in Yuxianfang would anyone dare to create such a thing. If it were in other areas, if the Taoists knew about it, they would not be able to blow it up."

The man walking in front turned out to be Emperor Xia who had left the palace in disguise. She snorted coldly when she heard this.

It is impossible to say that I don't envy the Prime Minister's government's method of amassing money.

But as the Emperor of Xia, it was not easy for her to do such a thing secretly. After all, it would damage her reputation.

During this period, the imperial capital was extremely lively. With the influx of many young geniuses, Yuxianfang naturally became their most popular place.

When Emperor Xia was meeting with several elders of the Immortal Sect, he could still faintly hear the young geniuses behind him chatting about Yuxianfang via voice transmission, and planned to go to explore the secrets at night.

It just so happened that during this period, she was able to relax a lot.

Tonight, after handling many matters, I took my four personal maids and left the palace in disguise, and went to Yuxianfang to see if I could get some useful information from the younger generation of the Immortal Sect. .

Of course, she was able to feel a little more relaxed these days because the Prime Minister's Office did not continue to compete with her.

Regarding the overall situation of this Nanshou exercise, the Prime Minister's Office also put the overall situation first and expressed its willingness to respect her opinions.

As the Prime Minister's Mansion retreated, there was a rare situation in the court where ministers rushed to respond.

This also made Emperor Xia very happy. He finally felt like he was in great power and all his ministers were bowing to him.

She has been in a good mood these days.

But when I came to Yuxianfang, my mood started to get bad.

Compared to places like inns, restaurants, weapons shops, and stone betting shops, the liveliness of Yuxianfang at night exceeded her expectations. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a grand event like heaven and earth.

Some luxurious and magnificent boat boats and fine private rooms are simply unavailable and need to be booked in advance.

The cost of spiritual stones for each Qinghuan alone is in the thousands or tens of thousands.

In the eyes of Emperor Xia, these spiritual stones are like weapons, armors, elixirs, and secret techniques, which can add countless soldiers to Daxia.

It can also allow Qianji Sect, Tianfu Palace, and Zhanzhan Hall to create more weapons, war bunkers, and talismans...

These are all resources that can enhance Daxia's national power, but in the end they were all used on women's bellies, and finally ended up in the pockets of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

To be honest, she was jealous.

And this is just a means for the Changlong Merchant Alliance to make money.

When the founding monarch of Great Xia destroyed hundreds of kingdoms and annihilated thousands of sects, those sects eventually fled overseas, taking away an unknown amount of spiritual stone resources.

In recent years, with the emergence of Changlong Merchant Alliance, channels to overseas have been opened up.

Those national sects that occupy territory overseas can only do business with the mainland of Zhongtian Prefecture through the hands of the Changlong Merchant Alliance, which also makes the Changlong Merchant Alliance make a lot of money.

Behind the Changlong Merchant Alliance, in addition to the Xiangguo Mansion, there is actually the support behind the Taiyi Sect, the leader of the current Immortal Sect.

Although Emperor Xia was jealous, he had no means to deal with checks and balances. The large and small business groups that backed the royal family could only gather together to keep warm in order to avoid being annexed by the Changlong Merchant Alliance.

"Actually, people from the Taoist family also came to trouble Yuxianfang, but in the end they left it alone."

"Even people from Buddhism have come here. Some women from Yuxianfang dressed up as Bodhisattvas to attract guests, which made many Buddhist monks angry..."

Following Emperor Xia, the maid Chunlan, who was also dressed as a man, said with a slightly helpless voice.

Emperor Xia raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not respond to this.

Although Daxia admires Taoism, that was a matter of the former emperor. She actually has no favorable impression of Taoists and Buddhists.

After all, the immortal sects outside Daxia are not controlled by Daxia and do not levy taxes, which is reasonable.

However, since Taoism and Buddhism promoted their teachings in Daxia, they did not abide by the rules, did not pay taxes and abide by the law, and deliberately overridden the imperial power.

This made her very dissatisfied. After taking control of the power in the future, she would definitely let these two families return to their rightful place.

At this time, there was a loud noise on the river ahead, which suddenly attracted Emperor Xia's attention.

Two young prodigies stood in the air, standing on the river, their robes billowing, and the aura of mana surging from their bodies. The glow in their palms was performing deductive spells, competing against each other.

One of them was relatively tall and burly, exuding a heroic spirit, with patterns of the Chiming ancient sect on his robes, and wisps of flames lingering around him, like a young fire god standing on the river.

The Chiming Ancient Sect is a famous ancient sect in Daxia. The disciples in the sect are good at fire-based exercises and magical powers, and their strength is extraordinary.

And this person's opponent has a fair and handsome face, with regular features. He is wearing a blue cardigan and a robe, carrying a long sword on his back. He has a somewhat extraordinary swordsman demeanor, and has the mark of a disciple of Yijian Palace on his body.

Several painted boats noticed the movement over there and had already moved closer. Many young prodigies also stuck their heads out, looking like they were watching the fun.

Emperor Xia looked over, but he didn't expect that there would be a conflict among the younger generation at this time, and they looked like they were going to fight.

At this time, on the empty river, a leisurely young man's voice sounded,

"During the Southern Hunting exercise, you all must abide by Daxia's rules. It's just a discussion. Don't hurt the harmony."

One of them is a very luxurious and gorgeous boat.

A noble and noble young man, leaning against the pillar on the side of the ship, said with a smile on his face, as if watching a play.

Around him, there were many young men and women, all of whom were surrounded by auras of aura and filled with domineering auras.

"Jiang Lan..."

Emperor Xia narrowed his eyes and recognized Jiang Lan. He was not surprised that he would appear in this place.

And Jiang Lan's words are indeed the rules of the imperial capital, and the Zhenxian Division is responsible for supervising and supervising.

But no matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem to follow the rules.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, we are just discussing and exchanging ideas. I won't hurt this guy, I will just break a few of his bones..."

"When the time comes, I will make him kneel down and kowtow obediently in front of you, and apologize to you."

On the surface of the river, the burly man from the Chiming Ancient Sect grinned and turned around to answer.

"Hahaha……"

"Brother Sun's strength is obvious to all of us. Taking down this person is just a trivial matter."

Hearing this, all the young men and women around Jiang Lan laughed in agreement, as if they already knew the outcome of the scene in front of them.

And opposite this painting boat.

On the jade boat, there was a man with handsome features, tall figure, and a light gray brocade robe. Looking at the scene in front of him, his face looked a little ugly. He was Xiao Teng, the third son of Zhenbei King Xiao He.

His fists were clenched and clenched.

Around him, there were also many young men and women, including disciples wearing Yijian Palace costumes.

"Junior Brother Zhang Yuan..." Many people showed worried looks.

They were originally invited by Xiao Teng, the third son of Prince Zhenbei, to visit Yuxianfang once, but they didn't expect to encounter such trouble.

It turned out that Xiao Teng, the third son of the Prince of Zhenbei, fell in love with a Qinghuan and gave him enough spiritual stones. Who would have thought that when he was marching to the middle of the river, he happened to meet the painting boat on the opposite side.

The Qing shepherd was also attracted by Jiang Lan, the Prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who was on the boat opposite, and asked them to send him there in person.

Xiao Teng naturally couldn't bear this, and he was young and energetic.

After some verbal conflict and stimulation from the other party, conflicts arose.

It just so happened that Junior Brother Zhang Yuan offended the Prime Minister's Mansion at the auction that day.