Who put the yellow robe on me?

The Sixth Prince Jiang Fu smiled and said to Jiang Chen, "Haha, Sixteenth Brother, please stop bullying your Fifth Brother."

Jiang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the big man behind the scenes who was stirring up trouble tonight. He said with a forced smile:

"Hehe, Sixth Brother is right! There should be peace and friendship between the royal brothers!"

Upon hearing Jiang Chen's words, the Fifth Prince Jiang Chong's face immediately turned from red to the color of liver.

Jiang Chen ignored him and instead thought about Jiang Fu. He probably spent a lot of money today.

This was the first time I witnessed Jiang Fu's methods. He was scheming and plotting all kinds of things behind the scenes, stirring up trouble. It seemed that he would be a strong opponent.

Jiang Fu saw that the time was almost right, and then gave Mu Zhengyi a look.

Mu Zhengyi suddenly stood up, his voice a little nervous, "Your Highness the Sixteenth, I have something to ask of you."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly: "Oh? What's the matter, Master Mu?"

He thought to himself, this had been brewing all night, and it was finally time to reveal the real purpose of tonight.

Well, no matter what Mu Zhengyi said, I just had to refuse.

Mu Zhengyi took a deep breath and pretended to be calm before saying, "I heard you have a copy of the Guangling San qin score. Could you bear the pain and sell it to me?"

Ha ha……

Jiang Chen sneered in his heart. It turned out that he had gone through so much trouble just for this matter.

He curled his lips and said calmly, "Master Mu, do you also like zither music?"

When Mu Zhengyi heard that Jiang Chen did not directly refuse, he mistakenly thought that there was an opportunity, and his brows were raised with joy, his lips almost stretched to his ears: "Your Highness the Sixteenth Prince has misunderstood. In a few months, my future..."

Mu Zhengyi suddenly thought of Jiang Chen's humiliation just now, "My future wife, Miss He's birthday! I want to buy it as a gift for her."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Mu, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you don't even hold an official position right now. How can you possibly marry Xiao Wei'er? Even if I gave you ten copies of Guangling San, you're still not worthy of her."

"Ugh!"

Then he shook his head, sighed, and looked disappointed in his friend.

Jiang Chen suddenly thought of what the Thirteenth Princess said this afternoon, that Mu Shenru wanted Mu Zhengyi to enter the court.

Mu Shenru must know that Mu Zhengyi is such a good-for-nothing, but it seems like this matter is so certain, which can only mean one thing!

There's something fishy here!

So Jiang Chen deliberately provoked Mu Zhengyi.

Mu Zhengyi was indeed anxious, and hurriedly said: "Who said that? This autumn, my father..."

"Cough cough cough!" Mu Zhengyi was interrupted by the light cough of the Sixth Prince Jiang Fu before he could finish his words.

Jiang Fu cursed Mu Zhengyi's ancestors in his heart. If this idiot told anyone about the Autumn Examination, Mu Shenru would definitely be implicated.

By then, I wonder how much of what Mu Shenru has done for me will be revealed in prison.

Mu Zhengyi suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Then how much are you willing to pay?" Although Jiang Chen would not sell Guangling San to him, he could still humiliate him...

He quickly added, "I'm willing to pay five hundred taels... oh no, one thousand taels. Can His Highness the Sixteenth Prince bear the pain and part with the Guangling San?"

Jiang Chen was blushing, thinking, "One thousand taels? Great! I don't need to humiliate him, he humiliated himself."

After Mu Zhengyi mentioned the price, Liu Ruyan looked at him with contempt.

Jiang Fuze kept shaking his head, looking disgusted at his disappointing expression.

Jiang Chen laughed heartily. "One thousand taels? Those two volumes of Guangling San are not even worth the cost of Liu Ruyan's 'busy time'."

Liu Ruyan then said delicately, "Sixteenth Prince, you are so stingy. You remember every time you spend money on me. Don't you think I deserve more love from you?"

I saw her big watery eyes twinkling, as if full of grievance and innocence.

Her voice was as clear as a silver bell, with a hint of grievance and coquettishness.

As she spoke, she skillfully pulled the Sixteenth Prince's sleeve and shook him gently, making him as adorable as a little deer.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and he hooked his fingers under Ruyan's chin: "Tsk tsk tsk, it depends on your ability. Serve well, and I will give you as much as you want."

Liu Ruyan lowered her head shyly, but a smug smile appeared at the corner of her lips, making her look both charming and cunning.

When the fifth prince Jiang Chong saw the two of them flirting openly, he was so angry that his eyes were blazing with anger.

Mu Zhengyi said coldly, "Then please name a price, Sixteenth Prince."

Jiang Chen said calmly: "Okay, then you go and cancel the child engagement, and I will give you the Guangling San!"

He then laughed heartily, turned around and left, preparing to return to the palace. Before leaving, he left a message: "There will be many people participating in this Autumn Examination, and many of them are far more capable than you."

……

The next day, Jiang Chen kept thinking about Mu Shenru, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he had a plan to defeat the enemy.

After he went to the Ministry of Personnel, he asked for portraits of Mu Shenru, Jia Shiyan, Yang Shaolin and Shao Changhui.

The clerk of the Ministry of Personnel was about to come over to ask Jiang Chen why he wanted a portrait, but he was frightened by the golden medal of Jiang Chen as the imperial envoy and remained silent.

Jiang Chen remembered that Concubine De had given him a whistle before, saying that when he needed Yang Da, he could blow the whistle and Yang Da would come out to meet him.

"I don't know if this thing works!" Jiang Chen returned to the palace and took out the whistle, just about to blow it towards the sky.

Then I heard a voice behind me coldly say, "Your Highness, what do you want to call me for?"

Jiang Chen was shocked:

"Oh my goodness!"

"Scared me!"

"Are you a ghost?!"

"How can you walk without making any sound?"

Said angrily.

Yang Da is about the same age as Han Qingsong, but his temperament is completely different.

He was tall and slender, with a sharp-edged face and eyes like glaciers in winter, deep and ruthless.

"Mr. Yang? I called you here today to discuss something!" Jiang Chen said seriously, "How many of you are here this time?"

Yang Da stood up straight, his tone calm but respectful: "Your Highness, there are nine of us fellow disciples, and not all of us are here in Beijing this time. Besides me, there are four others who came with me."

"Oh? What are you good at?" Jiang Chen asked with interest.

Yang Da's tone was still as cold as ever: "My second sister, Yang Ai, is proficient in swordsmanship; my third brother, Yang Shan, is good at knife skills; my fourth brother, Yang Si, is good at spear skills; and my fifth brother, Yang Wu, is good at daggers."

"How does your martial arts compare to theirs?" Jiang Chen looked at Yang Da and asked jokingly.

"Hmm..." Yang Da thought seriously, "I can defeat two people at the same time, but there's no way I can defeat three!"

Jiang Chen nodded, clearly satisfied with Yang Da's answer. "Oh? Then who among you has the best Qing Gong?"

"I have a mission for him. Follow someone for a month without being discovered!"