At present, the Imperial College is divided into North and south, and the southern Imperial College refers to Jinling.

As a doctor of the Five Classics in the Imperial College of Jinling, Yan Pengju has always been conscientious and has an excellent reputation in the Imperial College.

On the road in the middle of the school building, the students looked at him with some... Coldness, but with some vague excitement.

This is the sequelae of Yan Bingxing's illegitimate child incident.

It's better now. When he first broke out, Yan Pengju was almost trying to bear the humiliation to exercise his duties as a professor in the Imperial College. That kind of suffering is really more unbearable than the physical pain.

But Yan Pengju stuck to it and was still conscientious, so the views of teachers and students on him were slowly changing.

Yan Peng returned to the office with a firm face. As soon as he sat down, Xuezheng Wuping came to visit.

"Lord Yan, have you heard?"

Just like the office culture hundreds of years later, Yan Bingxing asked curiously, "what's up?"

Wu Ping looked back at his back, then said mysteriously: "someone has given a heavy reward, as long as he can kill xinghebo, 10000 Liang! 10000 Liang!"

Yan Pengju's body suddenly loosened, as if he were celebrating something. He murmured, "lawless, lawless!"

Wu Ping said with a gossip on his face: "it is said that the thieves in the south are excited, and... It is said that... There are 5000 Liang to kill that Mo Chou. Adult Yan, it's a big deal..."

Yan Peng raised his eyes and asked, "how long has it been? I haven't heard of it?"

Wu Ping said excitedly, "just got the news, the informant has gone to your highness."

Yan Pengju remembered where the excitement of those students came from.

"What do these people want? Treachery!"

Yan Peng raised his face and said, "although I don't like that man, I can buy murderers and kill people, but it's out of line. I deserve to copy my family and destroy my family!"

Wu Ping coughed and said, "yes! But Lord Yan, I thought of a word..."

"What do you say?"

Wu Ping turned around and said softly, "take advantage of victory..."

Yan Pengju sat there blankly, always in a daze

"Villain!"

Wu Ping is a scholar. If he wants to rise, he must find a vacancy. But there are so many positions in the Imperial College. Unless someone is transferred or sacked, he will have to continue to endure.

Since the outbreak of Yan Bingxing last time, the reputation of the Yan family has been ruined. Yan Pengju's life in the Imperial College has been difficult. The above sacrificial people have considered replacing him or transferring him to the rope fault hall.

It can be said that Peng Ju just withstood this wave of humiliation with strong psychological endurance, and then slowly stabilized his seat.

But the hatred is certain, and it will become stronger and stronger with the extension of time.

Wu Ping walked lightly in the Imperial College. When the students saw him, they all arched and sideways. He also smiled and nodded.

——What a Xuezheng!

……

"Ridiculous! Despicable! Murderable!"

Zhu Zhanji summed up the matter in three words, but Jia Quan was worried.

"Your Highness, it's impossible to prevent!"

There is no reason to prevent thieves for thousands of days!

Zhu Zhanji sneered: "this is a disgusting move. No one in the North dares to do so, but the courage of the south is great. It can be seen that the father's words are right. It's hard to control the south! People's heart is only in the king's mind."

Jia understood all this.

Southerners are proud and charming, and they don't pay much for the king. When they are not satisfied, their hearts will be crooked.

Words of the heart!

……

"Five thousand liang?"

Fang woke up with an inexplicable look of surprise. Looking at some uneasy Mo Chou around him, he said, "less! In my eyes, you are priceless."

There is nothing more beautiful than this.

Wang he saw that Mo Chou's eyes were more hazy for a moment. Seeing that Xiang Fangxing's eyes were as gentle as water, he immediately whispered to himself: Xinghe Bo's means to women are really powerful! There are fewer women.

"Xinghebo, you are ten thousand Liang!"

For Wang He, the love between men and women is a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water. When he is depressed, he reminds him of his "goodwill".

Fang Xing was enjoying the tenderness and sweetness. When he heard the speech, he said casually: "it's disgusting. At first glance, it's the handwriting of a scholar. If it's a martial artist, it will take direct action instead of saying it. It's disgusting and alert."

……

"Good!"

Yan Bingxing was overjoyed at the news and made people go to recruit Feiyan - he hasn't hired new people since his reputation stinks.

"Master, that man is dead!"

The housekeeper said happily, "there are many thieves in the south. One day, you can kill him if you are not careful!"

Yan Bingxing shook his head and said, "it's hard, but I'm very happy about it. The monthly money of the people in the mansion is doubled this month. Reason... Sir, I'm in good health today."

……

Fang Xing sat in the carriage, touched the steel plate in front of his chest, and then said confidently, "if those curfews don't come, they will kill the people."

Wang Yan on the left side of the carriage said in a deep voice: "Xinghe Bo, this matter can not be underestimated. Those people must have bows and arrows."

Worried that Fang Xing would be killed, Zhu Zhanji simply sent Wang Yan to protect him.

Xin Laoqi on the right side of the carriage also agreed: "Sir, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the grass. It's better to be careful."

Fang Xing's body leaned back and said, "since the former Emperor reorganized the guard stations around the country, there have been many fewer thieves. What remains is either lazy or ferocious. I have a good idea if I refuse to go to the ground to dig for food."

The carriage didn't feel very comfortable. Fang woke up and felt the cushion. He thought he should get a big cushion out.

All the way to the Duke's residence of the state of Wei, the porter saw more than a dozen guards behind the carriage. He immediately took away some of his proud look, smiled and asked, "how dare you ask your guest?"

Xin Laoqi was preparing to speak according to Zhu Zhanji's instructions, but Fang woke up in the car but couldn't bear it.

He lifted the curtain of the car, jumped down and said, "I wake up and come to see Duke Wei at the order of his highness."

The porter was stunned for a moment, and then said with ecstasy, "uncle, wait a minute. I'll report it right away."

Isn't this man ridiculous? I didn't even invite anyone in to serve tea.

A group of people stood outside the gate. Wang Yan ordered his subordinates to pay attention to the warning at both ends, but he went to the room with a swish.

"Uncle, this... Is not very good?"

The two janitors, somewhat embarrassed, pointed to the opposite roof and said.

Xin Laoqi said, "this is your Highness's man."

Uh!

The two bodyguards have nothing to say. They can only be glad that they didn't come to East Hall.

Before long, the porter trotted back and apologized with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, uncle. I was so happy for a moment that I forgot the etiquette. When the little welcomed uncle in, I turned back and received the punishment."

Fang woke up with a smile and followed him inside.

Since Xu Qin's own death, there have been few cars and horses in front of the Duke of Wei. The signal is that Zhu gaochi has restored the rank and salary of the Duke of Wei, and the beginning is that Fang Xing represents Zhu Zhanji to ascend the door

The Duke of Wei will rise again!