The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

He glanced at the group of young people kneeling in front of Ruan Xiaojiu, feeling a little bit of anticipation.

Ruan Xiaojiu looked at the ministers and several young men kneeling before him and laughed out loud, "You are really ridiculous. What do you think of me? I like beautiful women, but not everyone can catch my eye. I am very picky, don't you understand? You ugly people still want to enter my palace, aren't you dreaming too much? Hurry up, stop being an eyesore and get out of the way."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the young men flushed instantly. Although their looks were not particularly outstanding, they were not as bad as Ruan Xiaojiu said. The second son of Mr. Zhang's family was usually neglected and arrogant. He was not happy with his grandfather giving him to Ruan Xiaojiu. Ruan Xiaojiu, who was nothing, actually looked down on him. It really made him angry. He stood up and said, "Who do you think you are? You look down on us, but we don't even look down on you. If it weren't for my grandfather's pleading, I would look down on people like you.

Ruan Xiaojiu's expression faded. "Oh? You look down on me? That's great! Come, take Lord Zhang out and chop him up. Slap the young master of the Zhang family and teach him what to say and what not to say." Ruan Xiaojiu raised an eyebrow at Young Master Zhang. The implication was that I may look down on you, but you're not allowed to look down on me. Even if you look down on me, you have to keep it to yourself and not say it out loud. Even if you do say it, you can't let me know. Since it was said in front of me and I heard it, how can I be fair to myself if I don't teach you a lesson?

As soon as these words were spoken, several ministers felt a chill in their hearts and their heads became a little confused. If the emperor said to kill them, they would not be afraid, after all, there was still room for easing the situation. If it was the Ninth Prince who gave the order, then they would definitely die.

The young men had never imagined that not only would the Ninth Prince refuse to accept them, but he would also kill and beat people when he was unhappy. It was so terrifying that they knelt on the ground and dared not make a sound.

Ruan Xiaojiu's voice was not loud, but it was like an evil ghost demanding death, ringing in everyone's heart.

Lord Zhang fainted on the spot, and Second Young Master Zhang, realizing that his few venting words had harmed his grandfather, was somewhat bewildered. Seeing his grandfather lying on the ground, he hurriedly and frantically knelt on the ground and began to beg for mercy, "Ninth Prince, please don't kill my grandfather. I said what I said, and you are allowed to hit me, but don't kill my grandfather. Please, have mercy." After saying this, he knocked his head heavily to the ground.

At this time, two guards came and dragged Lord Zhang out of the hall. They listened to the emperor's words, but they had to listen to the Ninth Prince's words even more. This was the unchanging truth that Commander Liu Kevin told them during their days on duty.

"No, no." The second young master Zhang got up and wanted to take his grandfather back, crying heart-wrenchingly.

Lord Zhang was dragged out, and Second Young Master Zhang was also dragged aside and slapped in the face by a guard. After twenty slaps, Second Young Master Zhang's mouth was bleeding, but he still begged Ruan Xiaojiu not to kill his grandfather.

The family members of Lord Zhang below were all very aware of the current situation. Although they had ferocious expressions and were extremely hateful, no one dared to come out and confront Ruan Xiaojiu.

Ruan Xiaojiu was a little displeased when he heard the only crying voice in the hall, and said in a cold voice, "Shut up, or you will go down and accompany him."

This one sentence did not make Young Master Zhang shut up, but it made his mother rush over and bow, saying, "Your Highness, please calm down. I will take this unfilial son away right away and will not disturb Your Highness." After saying that, she hurried to her son, pulled Young Master Zhang up and left the place.

Second Young Master Zhang stumbled back to the crowd as his mother pulled him back. A slap landed on his already swollen face. "You beast, you killed your grandfather, and you still have the nerve to cry?" The assailant was, of course, Zhang Lei, the son of Master Zhang. He hated his son for his rash words and for offending Ruan Xiaojiu. Several masters were simultaneously in trouble, but his father was the first to be attacked.

After a while, two guards came back and said, "Your Highness, Master Zhang's head has been chopped off. What should be done with it?"

Ruan Xiaojiu looked at the Zhang family and said, "Give it to the Zhang family and let them carry it back for burial."

"Yes." The two took the order and left.

Ruan Xiaojiu looked down at the ministers in front of her, her body trembling violently. She said disdainfully, "According to the emperor's order, these people will be thrown into the Heavenly Prison and executed tomorrow." She glanced at Su Wu and said, "Su Wu, stay."

As soon as he finished speaking, several guards came up and forced several ministers out of the hall in groups of two. One of them, Lord Li, was unwilling to die like this and struggled hard, "Prince, Prince, if you are not satisfied with my grandson, I have other grandsons and sons. I have many. As long as you let me go, you can choose any of them, as long as you can save my life, Your Highness. Please spare my life." The voice echoed in the hall. Seeing that Ruan Xiaojiu had no intention of stopping, several guards directly blocked Lord Li's mouth and dragged him out quickly. If they were slow, they were afraid that Ruan Xiaojiu would blame them for their poor performance.

After what had just happened, no one dared to say a word, and the ministers lost the courage to resist. The Ninth Prince had rejected their grandson, which meant he had rejected their advances. The outcome was clear, and further trouble would not end well. They were thankful that they had not implicated their families, and they felt somewhat comforted. Even if it meant death, they would accept it.

In fact, they were overthinking it. With Ruan Xiaojiu around, how could she tolerate the situation where the grass was not completely eradicated and would grow again in the spring breeze? She just wanted the families to maximize their value before they died.

Several teenagers knelt on the ground and watched their grandfather being taken away. They were quiet and didn't struggle at all. What should they do if their grandfather was taken away? Should they just get up and leave or continue kneeling there? They looked at each other, not knowing what to do next.

Yun Yizhou wanted them to get up and leave, but he was still unsure of Ruan Xiaojiu's temper and was afraid of angering Ruan Xiaojiu. He looked at Feng Liushang and the others. Feng Liushang shook his head, meaning that they should not meddle in other people's business to avoid getting into trouble.

Yun Yizhou looked at Ruan Siqi next to him. Ruan Siqi lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. He walked over and gently bumped her with his shoulder. Ruan Siqi turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yun Yizhou nodded at the kneeling teenagers with his chin, signaling Ruan Siqi to take care of them. They all felt uncomfortable kneeling there.

Ruan Siqi looked at the young men in front of her. They had nervous expressions and were clutching their clothes tightly with their hands. They were obviously a little scared.

He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, as Xiaojiu would take care of it. However, since Yun Yizhou asked him for help, it was difficult for him to refuse. So he walked over, pulled Ruan Xiaojiu's sleeve and said, "Xiaojiu, let them go back. I feel uncomfortable seeing them kneeling here." After what happened today, he knew that Ruan Xiaojiu cared about him, so he didn't make any other excuses. He was sure that Xiaojiu would listen to him.

Ruan Xiaojiu looked at the sleeve that was being pulled by Ruan Siqi, and curled his lips, "Since you asked, I'll do as you say."

"You can take this pill and leave now. Don't bother my Siqi here. Can't you see that she is not feeling well?" Ruan Xiaojiu produced a few brown pills out of thin air and handed them to the group, saying in a cold voice.

The few people did not dare to refuse, so they ate obediently, bowed, and left.

Ruan Siqi looked at Ruan Xiaojiu's profile, and a ripple appeared in her heart. Xiaojiu's personality was like this. If she liked you, she would hold you in her heart, and if she didn't like you, she would trample you into the dirt. There was no such thing as sympathy for women with her, only whether she liked you or not.