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When the arms trade was completed for a period of time, not only would there be more money …

She could have made herself king...

Ling Tian put away the contract and respectfully said to the old mister, "Then I'll have to trouble you to continue teaching. At that time, all the children who come to register will be accepted by the old mister. Once the academy at the foot of the Thousand Buddha Mountain is built, the old mister and your four sons will be hired to go there …"

"Father really sold the Zhao Family?"

Just as Ling Tian was about to leave, four scholars walked in.

The leader was the oldest, Zhao Danchen. The other two were the second, Zhao Yun Shui, the third, Zhao Xiao Wu and Zhao Yu'er.

The four of them looked like scholars, and they also belonged to the type of scholars that were poor and couldn't be moved.

"Father, the Zhao Family has been a teacher for generations, and they have been in the school for hundreds of years. How can they give it to others?" Zhao Yunshui said.

"Even if I can't make ends meet, I can still live for another year." Zhao Xiao Wu said.

"Father will think of another way after a year!" The fish was the youngest and also twenty-three years old, just like the third brother. Because of this annual private school year loss, they had yet to make a family.

It was Ling Tian Qing's first time seeing a family of five, all of which were private school teachers.

If this was on Earth, it would be a standard family of books!

Ling Tian Qing remained calm and collected. Before she came, she had already figured out the Zhao family's private school.

It was because of the gentle breeze that the Zhao Family charged less and less for all the orphans, widows, and children. Moreover, the elderly man's mother recently fell ill, so she had no choice but to sell the private school.

When Ling Tian Qing had purchased the private school at a high price, he had his men from the pharmacy come over to treat the old lady's illness. They did not hesitate to help each other out, easily taking the old school for themselves.

The children were still trying to persuade her.

"..." The contract has already been signed. " Ling Tian Qing finally stood up and said smilingly to his brothers.

Immediately, everyone looked at her.

What contract?

"Young master, something has happened!"

Little Four, who had been waiting outside all this time, suddenly rushed in and shouted.

"I'm sorry, but I still have things that I need to do. I will be leaving first. As for the remaining matters, there will be people who will support you all." Ling Tian Qing stood up calmly and smiled.

Seeing that Ling Tian Qing was not alarmed, the old man nodded his head as he pinched his goatee. He felt that this sale of the private school might be another start.

Something happened in the gambling den again.

This time, it was Zhang Yi, who had retired for many years, personally taking action.

He brought his grandson, whose leg was broken, to seek justice.

After a few days of silence, Zhang Yi suddenly appeared.

Zhang Yi was originally angry because of Hua Hou's appearance, but he silently admitted his wrongs. Today, he came to challenge someone, and it seemed that he had found someone to rely on.

Ye Cheng was still the King of Strikers who controlled the entire field.

The sword was in his hand, and all the scenes were in his hands.

"What, none of you came to explain this?" After all, Zhang Yiyuan was an elder of the three dynasties, with his own children and grandchildren, and an imposing manner.

Elder Qian originally thought that this matter was over, but he didn't expect that after three days of peace and quiet, Zhang Yiyuan would appear.

What was even more unexpected was that the new owner of this gambling den had actually crippled Zhang Yi's favorite grandson, Zhang Yuquan!

No one had told him about it!

When he came back to the Sky City, he did not say a single word!

Even if Master Hou was the owner of the gambling house, he would not have brazenly taken action against Zhang Yi's own grandson!

"If no one has explained yet, this old man will not be courteous." Zhang Yi said while holding back his anger.

These days, the Zhang Residence was in an uproar. If not for Zhang Yiyuan's forceful suppression, they would have already gone into the imperial court.

The rest of the people in the Zhang Clan did not know about the dragon carving jade pendant and the three million taels of gold.

All they knew was that their young master's leg had been broken, and he had been bullied to such an extent. If the Zhang Clan didn't show their face now, they would definitely demand justice. This was truly shameful.

"I cut his leg." Ye Cheng took a step forward, as he held his sword and spoke.

"You dare to injure my grandson?" Zhang Yi angrily slapped the table and shouted, "You dare to hurt yourself in this Royal City and force my Zhang family's servants to death?"

"It's me." Ye Cheng pushed his sword out of the way and stared at Zhang Yushui, "You recognize this sword."

Zhang Yuquan trembled slightly, his face ashen.

Of course he recognized this sword.

The sword on his knee was so fast that no one could see it clearly …

However, what he was even more afraid of was that person …

The harmless looking young man who always wore a gentle smile.

"Very good. Since you're that biting dog, I don't mind taking your dog's life first." Zhang Yiyi waved his hand and snorted coldly.

"This humble one's discipline is not strict. I will definitely give my lord an explanation." Afraid that the fight would break out now, Elder Qian hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

"If you have the ability, then take my life." The corners of Ye Cheng's lips slightly curled upwards, his demeanor was still cold and arrogant, as though he was mocking them for being a pack of dogs that didn't even know how to bite humans.

"Men, seize him!" The Old Master spoke with a hint of an official's tone as he spoke furiously.

It had been a long time since he last came out of the mountain, but now that he was this arrogant, how could he not teach him a lesson?

"Clang!"

Ye Cheng's sword was already half out of its sheath.

Elder Qian hurriedly blocked Ye Cheng's path, glaring at him viciously. The person in front of him was an elder of the three dynasties with all sorts of treasures bestowed by the late emperor. How could he dare to reveal his sword?

"Lord, don't be angry. Drink some tea to calm your anger …" Elder Qian could only call himself "this one" in front of these three dynasties. He was afraid that if he offended this person, he would not be able to stay in the imperial city in the future.

However, Ye Cheng didn't appreciate it.

Ling Tian Qing had told him in advance that if the Zhang family came to the gambling den to make trouble, he would beat them up.

One kick for each of them, and two kicks for each of them.

If the Old Master came as well, then no matter what … He had to detain the Old Master as well.

Hmm, in Earth language, it's probably... Kidnapping.

"Grandfather, you have to seek justice for my grandson." Zhang Yuquan said miserably while sitting on the wheelchair.

At least he killed the young man with the sword and avenged himself with his knees first.

The Old Master waved his hand, and the ten odd servants behind him drew their swords with a resounding sound.

The servant brought by the Old Master was no ordinary servant.

This was the royal expert bestowed upon him by the late emperor.

Back then, during the battle for power, the Old Master had almost given his life away.

"Look at you, what tea is it for your esteemed guests?"

Just as they were at a loss of what to do, the door opened and a young man in bright red clothes, with ink-like black hair tied behind his head, stood against the light, as if he was absorbing all the strong colors in the world.

The crowd could not see the dark and rough skin of her face, but they could see a pair of cold, limpid eyes. They were extremely bright, but they were not cold.

Behind her followed a line of people from the tea shop.

Some carried water, some carried guqin, and some even carried tea sets …

Even though Zhang Yiyuan had lived for nearly a hundred years, he had never seen such a peculiar person before.

Is this the little gongzi that grandson was talking about?

"Elder Zhang, I've heard of your name for a long time. The fan in your hand is a gift from the Qi Emperor, right?" Ling Qing looked at the folding fan in Zhang Yi's hand, walking up to him with a smile and asked.

In the middle of winter, he had to hold a fan and pretend that the fan bone was as smooth as jade. It had been here for many years, so this fan must have been given to him by the late emperor.

"You're the owner of this gambling den?" Zhang Yi answered with a question.

He didn't expect her eyes to be so accurate. He clearly hadn't opened the folding fan, but when he held it in his hand, it had already been recognized.

"Yes." Ling Tian then smiled lightly and sat across Zhang Yi, indicating that the tea masters could now serve this old man a cup of tea.

"Was this old man's grandson injured by you?" Zhang Yiyuan also did not expect her to have the leisure to savor the tea, he could not drink it now.

"Yes." Ling Qing did not deny it.

Although it was Ye Cheng who acted, she was also responsible for it.

"Elder Zhang, don't be nervous. Drink some tea." Although Ling Qing did not carefully look at the group of people behind Zhang Yi, he could tell that this old man was very scared when he saw Zhang Yi wearing a Royal Style fan and wishing that he could have the treasures bestowed upon him by the Three Dynasties Emperor.

This old man … He came here because he had to.

No matter if it was Zhang Yiyi's expression or his tone, it made Ling Tian Qing feel weak inside.

And that pitiful Zhang Yushui, she didn't even dare to look at him …

"In that case, this old man will seek justice for my grandson." Zhang Yiyi wasn't in the mood to drink tea, he just wanted to end this scene as soon as possible.

"I will ask the best bone doctor in the infirmary to do it for your grandson." Ling Qing said with a smile.

"I want your legs." Zhang Yichun lowered his head and suddenly said before he could say anything.

"Oh?" Ling Tian Qing did not seem surprised at all. Instead, he lifted up his robes and placed his long legs on the table. "Here you go."

This time, Zhang Yiyuan and Zhang Yuquan were at a loss as to what to do.

"Here you go" … What does that mean?

Are we really going to chop it?

That person … However, he had said that anyone else in the casino could be killed, and only this person could not move!

"A life for a life, a broken leg for a leg, very fair." Ling Qing said with a smile.

He couldn't win at all!

Flower Speaker nearly bit off his finger.

Today, Ling Xiang was preparing to meet Ling Qing, and Flower Speaker felt that no matter what, they would have to play a hero to save the beauty.

Thus, he offered a gift …

Right now, he really wanted to smash his head into Ling Qing's leg.

Would you please play your cards the way you do?

If she wanted a leg, then give it to her. She didn't feel the least bit comfortable, nor did she feel any sense of danger. How could the main character appear?

"Your Majesty, come on out." Flower Speaker carefully glanced at Ling Jin's expression, feeling that her life was no longer worth saving.

Originally, he had intended to fight to the death and take the opportunity to destroy Ye Cheng, the one who the king was more interested in, and also save the little queen in the nick of time.

Results... That little demoness actually gave her legs to him so casually. What the hell was she doing?

"Since that's the case, then I won't be polite." Zhang Yi took a deep breath and waved his hand to signal for the people behind him to get their legs.