Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 203: Qin Yuli's Service

Xin Zhuo indeed thought so, and he could even clearly feel that these seven or eight people combined were no match for him now!

The once revered monks and scholars of the academy, in just half a year, had become like a hammer, unable to compare to some of the talented younger generation in the capital. What is this if not mediocrity?

But when these words reached the ears of the crowd, they felt that it was nothing more than killing their hearts!

Qin Yuli's breathing became rapid. She was not someone who easily lost her composure, but at this moment, she couldn't help but coldly say, "If it weren't for your family background, what else could you rely on, Xin Zhuo?"

Xin Zhuo stood up and smiled. "I brought those poems and scriptures of yours into this world. It is my destiny to stand..."

He looked towards the misty and faintly visible peak of Canglong Mountain outside the window. "At the top of the mountain, overlooking all your mediocrity and rifts! It is because of our different races and souls! It is because I was born in this world that I will inevitably be different from you! One day, you will see! Master Mie Ling and Mr. Dongfang will also see."

Very well! That felt good!

Although these words sounded childish, he felt it necessary to vent his frustration.

However, these words caused the middle-aged woman and the old man, who had suffered unjustly, to slightly change their expressions. They also found those poems and scriptures to be somewhat strange, not like something that could be produced by the scholars of Qiugong Pavilion.

Qin Yuli, Master Jiang, and Abbess Pu Jing's expressions also changed. This young man in front of them was not only arrogant, but he lacked reverence and respect for the world. Such a person was either a crazy villain or a madman!

Thinking about it carefully, did this little mountain bandit's actions on Fulong Mountain resemble those of a normal person?

At this moment, they couldn't even say a word.

Ying Jianying, Sai Qingzhu, and the other five people also looked at their own young master, their expressions somewhat confused.

Xin Zhuo lightly waved his sleeve. "Boring! Qin Yuli, stay behind. The rest of you... disable their martial arts, break their meridians, cut off their limbs, and send them to Wuzhu. The Jiang family will not be exterminated, and I, Jiang Yuqing, will not die. They will be suppressed for eternity!"

"Yes!"

Ying Jianying and the other five women, along with dozens of experts outside, quickly rushed in!

"Xin Zhuo! How can you be so cruel! You can't do this!"

"We are the royal Buddhist temple and the scholars under the imperial court!"

...

"Lanqing Academy."

The silver-haired old lady sat behind a desk filled with documents, writing and commenting swiftly. However, her once straight back had become slightly hunched in just a few days, and she coughed from time to time.

Her maiden family name was Ning, and her father and brothers were iron-blooded generals and martial dao experts. Growing up in such an environment, she also possessed various strategies and a strong will. She married into the Jiang family at the age of sixteen, became a wife and mother, and took control of the Hundred Year Gate for over a decade after her husband's death. She had experienced countless storms and remained resilient, but these past few days, she couldn't bear the disappointment brought by her two only grandchildren.

In the flourishing era of martial dao, the more intense it was outside, the more decadent it was at home.

Even if she wanted to cultivate other descendants, it was impossible. The Jiang family had lost its seed.

Sitting below were a dozen middle-aged men and women, their expressions filled with worry.

Li Yun stood respectfully on the side, wanting to speak several times but hesitated.

The old lady glanced at her. "Speak directly, don't beat around the bush!"

Li Yun bowed. "The young master used some means and captured five scholars from Qiufeng Academy and two abbesses from the Great Buddhist Temple!"

The old lady stopped writing and pondered for a moment. "Are they the former acquaintances and enemies he had on Fulong Mountain?"

She naturally knew about this matter. She didn't immediately retaliate because, on one hand, she wanted to see her grandson's abilities and methods. Although the Jiang family didn't completely let him loose, if he wanted to do something, who wouldn't listen? On the other hand, the Great Buddhist Temple and Qiufeng Academy were transcendental Buddhist temples and scholarly academies. Their influence was too great, even the royal family had to consider their reputation, let alone the Jiang family.

"Yes!" Li Yun replied.

The old lady glanced into the distance. "Did he use his maidservant and those thirty-three subordinates?"

Li Yun said, "And the steward of Wangjiang Tower!"

The old lady remained expressionless.

Li Yun pondered for a moment, "It seems that the courtesan who attempted to assassinate the Crown Prince has been cured by him, and his martial arts have also been restored!"

The Dowager and the dozen or so people below all looked at her in unison.

Li Yun explained cautiously and uncertainly, "I'm not sure if it's the courtesan's ability to heal herself or if the Crown Prince really has medical skills. I only saw the Crown Prince stitching up the wound with a needle and then... using a silver needle for acupuncture, which doesn't seem like normal medical practice!"

The Dowager continued writing with her pen.

Li Yun hesitated for a moment, "This matter may have become quite significant. Should the mansion come up with a response?"

The Dowager sighed lightly, "Let's wait and see. Gentlemen can be deceived with a square, and the people in the academy understand."

Night fell.

The flickering light of the lamps and lanterns cast a fluctuating glow on the grand main hall of the Lanxian Pavilion.

Ying Jianying held her sword and sat coldly on the screen, occasionally glancing at the desk opposite her.

Qin Yuliu squatted on the ground next to the desk, her snow-white skirt trailing on the floor. She was bowing her head, rubbing her feet in a brass foot basin.

The feet belonged to Xin Zhuo. He leaned over the desk, writing a reply to Su Miaojin. After finishing the last word, he stopped writing and fell into contemplation.

In fact, during this period, he had been waiting for the mansion to help him take revenge on Dongfang Xiansheng and the others. So far, there had been no response from the mansion. It was probably not a test of his own abilities, but rather the Autumn Wind Academy and the Great Buddha Temple had deep backgrounds, making it a bit tricky!

It made sense. Pu Jing, that old nun, was the master of Princess Changping and the current Empress. How weak could the Great Buddha Temple be?

Today, after capturing Qin Yuliu and the others, he also wanted to see the reaction from the outside!

Putting aside his thoughts, he thought of his mother's situation. His mother, Princess Jianguo of Qin, Jiang Jiawei, had always been in the Taiping Palace and had not returned during these days. He didn't know what she was doing. Was she seriously injured?

At this moment, the water had cooled. He looked down and saw Qin Yuliu, who had an expressionless face, continuing to repeat the same rubbing motion.

In the afternoon, Pu Jing, Master Xu, and the others had already been disabled and sent to the Wuzhu Prison. Only this woman was left, and he simply found it boring.

He wondered how these few demon women, such as Sai Qingzhu, had trained her. This proud Qin master had truly been reduced to washing his feet. Indeed, women know how to deal with women.

He felt it necessary to continue trying. He lowered his body, pinched Qin Yuliu's snow-white chin, and even turned over her tender lips, smiling lightly, "Don't you feel humiliated?"

Qin Yuliu did not speak, but just turned her head away and continued washing.

Xin Zhuo exerted force with his foot and laughed, "Actually, that day in the Autumn Palace Pavilion, when I accidentally entered your room, I did it on purpose. But I also saw contempt, disgust, and disdain in your eyes. Now I'm just returning the favor, you don't need to feel wronged!"

Qin Yuliu finally spoke, her voice still filled with disdain, "Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this? The Autumn Wind Academy and the Great Buddha Temple are not easy to provoke. Can you bear the consequences? You won't stay in the Jiang family forever!"

"I only need a moment of pleasure, that's enough!"

Xin Zhuo stretched lazily, exerted force with his foot, and a strange white-yellow True Qi flashed along with the Qi of the Heart Technique, demons, and soldiers, disappearing in an instant.

Qin Yuliu, who was at the small Grandmaster realm, was heavily thrown out. Her long hair fluttered, and a hint of extreme horror appeared in her eyes!

Although it was only a fleeting moment just now, she still caught a glimpse of Xin Zhuo's terrifying True Qi and fluctuations in the Heart Technique.

Xin Zhuo's meridians were intact, and his realm was the same as hers, but he was much stronger. That True Qi...

To the point where she completely forgot about the intense pain in her chest and her flying body.

"Bang!"

She fell heavily on the ground and slid several zhang along the ground.

Ying Jianying looked at the Crown Prince and Qin Yuliu in surprise. She was not a talkative person and lowered her head again, lost in thought.

"Disable her meridians! Throw her into the Wuzhu Prison!"

"Yes!"