After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

The shopkeeper's face turned pale. He had originally intended to strike a blow against Cang and the students, but he had been outmaneuvered instead. He glanced at the crowd in front of the building, at least a hundred of them. Looking at the young faces he had just suppressed, and at the faint smiles on Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli's faces, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a meal. I can still afford it. Everyone, please go upstairs!"

The crowd roared and pushed Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli upstairs.

Although the scholars were well-read, most of them came to the capital for fame and fortune. Seeing that Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli were both dressed in extraordinary clothes and had extraordinary demeanor, they all wondered about their origins.

In the capital area, people are either rich or noble. As long as you can get close to one person, you may be able to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix. Therefore, the hundreds of people drinking and chatting kept Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli busy for a while. By the time they sat down, Yu Qingli was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her belly.

"Lili, how did you guess that it was 'rain' today?" Murong Yanhui picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and asked Yu Qingli softly.

"Isn't this simple? Zero, zero, isn't the first character of the word 'zero' the same as 'rain'?" Yu Qingli replied vaguely, "You know what, the food here is quite delicious. No wonder the shopkeeper is so proud of himself."

Murong Yanhui didn't answer, and his hand that was picking up the food paused slightly. Then he burst out laughing, put his hand on his forehead and said, "I see. I never thought that such a complicated riddle could be so simple!"

Yu Qingli took a sip of soup and said, "This is what they call beauty in the eye of the beholder. Many things are artificially complicated." Thinking of this, Yu Qingli's heart suddenly became gloomy again. In her previous life, she was as simple as a blank sheet of paper, wholeheartedly following the man who never regarded her as his lover.

"So, the biggest variable in the world is human heart, and the most sinister thing is also human heart." After Yu Qingli said this, she felt bitterness between her teeth and no longer had any mood to eat.

Murong Yanhui secretly hated herself for touching Yu Qingli's heartbreak again, and hurriedly said, "Lili, don't worry. Even if the world changes, my heart will not change."

"Really?" Yu Qingli tilted her head and looked at Murong Yan. How could a man's oath be true? Hadn't Murong Feng said the same thing in his previous life? But why did she want to believe Murong Yan when he said that just now?

Yu Qingli was secretly shocked. She turned her head away from Murong Yanhui and said coldly, "Whether the young prince changes his mind or not has nothing to do with me. You should save these sweet words for the girls on the pleasure boat."

Before Yu Qingli finished speaking, she suddenly saw a man in coarse clothes in the corner. His eyes and brows looked very familiar, and she couldn't help but exclaimed "Huh".

"What's wrong?" Murong Yanhui bit a chicken leg and looked sideways. The hair on her temples brushed against Yu Qingli's nose, making her step back quickly.

Yu Qingli rubbed her nose to cover it up. "Look at that scholar over there. No one spoke to him from beginning to end, nor did he eat or drink, let alone come over to toast. Isn't that strange?"

"Yeah. This guy is weird. He came in but didn't eat. And judging from his appearance, he doesn't come from a well-off family. He should eat more of this free meal." Murong Yan would crunch the chicken leg.

As the two were talking, a commotion suddenly broke out over there. A fat, elegantly dressed scholar suddenly grabbed the collar of the shabby scholar and shouted, "I let you drink, that's a compliment to you, don't be so shameless!"

"I'm telling you straight up, my father has already donated money to get me an official position. I'm the designated prefect of Tongzhou!" The fat scholar took the wine glass and poured it in the face of the shabby scholar. "If you drink this today, it's over. If you don't, you can wait for me to punish you!"

Yu Qingli and Murong Yanhui both frowned when they heard this. Selling official positions has happened before, but they have never seen anyone buy an official position in such a high-profile way.

Murong Yanhui quickly searched his mind and said with a smile, "That fat guy turned out to be the son of the Liangzhou governor. Come to think of it, I just met his in-laws this morning."

Yu Qingli's eyebrows turned, and she understood. She smiled and said, "So he's the nephew of Minister Wang. No wonder he's so arrogant. The prefect of Tongzhou is a fifth-rank official. Not to mention Tongzhou is a wealthy place. How many people want to go there?"

"Interesting." Murong Yanhui stroked his chin, and the playful smile at the corner of his lips became even more intense.

"What? Are you really tired of living?" Seeing that the shabby scholar still refused to drink, the fat scholar was so angry that he picked him up and pressed him heavily on the stool. He turned over and sat on the shabby scholar. Immediately, a flatterer handed him a wine jug, and the strong and pungent wine poured directly into his face. The shabby scholar struggled desperately, but it was in vain.

"I say, aren't you from the same hometown as Lin Yutang? Why don't you go and save him?" A scholar at the next table whispered, nudging the person next to him with his elbow.

The man lowered his head hastily and said in a low voice, "What fellow countryman? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Look how scared you are, kid. Even if Lin Yutang is not very good, he is indeed very knowledgeable."

"So what? Can a wealth of knowledge be used to make a living? He's so proud, but who is he showing off to?" The scholar said, and then hurriedly said, "Forget it, forget it. Let's go first."

As the man spoke, he put a few more buns in his arms and then pulled the person away.

Yu Qingli snorted coldly as she watched them leave. The world is cold and indifferent, and if the so-called pillars of a country are like this, what else can she expect?

But I have to thank these two timid people. At least their words helped me remember why this shabby scholar looked so familiar.

Lin Yutang, in his previous life, he was the top scholar of this session!

Yu Qingli thought about it and winked at Xiluo. Xiluo immediately understood and took two steps forward, then roared with full energy, "Stop!"

Xiluo's roar was so powerful that the chaotic third floor immediately fell silent. Everyone looked towards the private room. At the door, Xiluo pointed at the fat scholar and asked, "In broad daylight, are there still laws? Aren't you ashamed of bullying a classmate like this?"

In the private room, Murong Yanhui spit out his wine with a chuckle. He looked at Yu Qingli awkwardly and asked in a low voice, "Xiluo's increasingly sophisticated rhetoric, did she learn it from you?"

Yu Qingli remained calm, lowering her head to sip her tea. "I can't teach such a talented student. It's all because of the Crown Princess's acting skills."

Murong Yan nodded. It turned out that he was learning opera. No wonder it sounded weird.

The fat scholar was about to lose his temper, but considering Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli's identities, he didn't act too recklessly. He just said, "Young man, you don't know, this guy owes me money. Now I only want him to drink one glass of wine to make up for it, but he refuses to drink."

"Yeah, buddy, this guy doesn't want to drink and doesn't want to pay back the money. He's such a scoundrel." The people on the side started to make a fuss.

Xiluo frowned, "You, do you owe anyone money?"

The poor scholar shook his head desperately. He was choked by the wine and couldn't breathe. He couldn't say a word.

"Look, he really is going to default on his debt!" The fat scholar immediately grabbed the shabby scholar by the collar and asked, "Who was it that was begging me to give him money for the journey?"

Before the fat scholar could finish his words, the shabby scholar who had been bullied all the time suddenly found the strength to throw the fat scholar to the ground with a "bang" and punched him so hard that most of his face swelled up.

"You still dare to mention this matter? You still have the nerve to mention this to me. If it weren't for you, how could my mother be bedridden? You dare to say it, you dare to say it..." Bang bang bang, a few punches hit the target, but in the blink of an eye, the fat scholar's pig head turned into an extra-large pig head.

Perhaps they had never seen this humble scholar so furious before, and the other scholars beside him were so frightened that no one tried to pull him away. Instead, there was a hint of appreciation in Murong Yanhui's eyes.

The most frightening thing about people is that they lack courage. If someone allows himself to be bullied, he is just a dog. However, this poor scholar obviously has his own bottom line. It is okay to be bullied, but if he bullies his family, then it is a different situation.

Murong Yanhui was somewhat fond of this humble scholar, and Xiluo, who was used to the world and always valued loyalty, appreciated the performance of this humble scholar even more. She glanced sideways at Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli, and seeing that neither of her two masters had any intention of taking action, she was happy to watch the fun.

"Murder! Report to the police! Murder!" The fat scholar finally managed to utter a few words through his cracked mouth. The scholars beside him then hurried to separate the two. One scholar ran downstairs to report to the police, but suddenly a black light flashed and hit the scholar's knee. His legs went weak and he tumbled down the stairs. It was not until the scholar cried out "ouch" on the first floor that Xiluo smiled and said, holding the other chopstick, "Everyone, please be careful when you walk."

The crowd quieted down again. Yu Qingli then stood up and walked over to the shabby scholar. She said in a deep voice, "If you don't stop, do you really want to go to jail?"

However, these cold words seemed to have stripped the humble scholar of his dignity. He collapsed to the ground, leaning his head against the table.

The fat scholar struggled to sit up and pointed at the shabby scholar, "Lin Yutang, I'm telling you, you're in trouble. You're in big trouble."

"In the capital, what can be considered a big deal?" Murong Yanhui's lazy voice came slowly. He deliberately exaggerated his movements, lifting his robe intentionally or unintentionally, revealing a corner of the token of Prince Yan's Mansion.

Although the fat scholar's face was swollen, his heart was not. Frightened by the token, he suddenly remembered what his uncle, Minister Wang, had taught him: the capital was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and the idle prince Prince Yan loved to travel incognito.

The Prince of Yan was notoriously difficult to deal with. The fat scholar shuddered and bowed hastily, "Yes, yes, yes, it was my fault today, my fault."

"I'm glad to know. Go away!" Murong Yanhui said with a sarcastic smile on his lips. This fat scholar really has some genes from Minister Wang's family.

As soon as the fat scholar left, everyone guessed that Murong Yanhui had an extraordinary identity and immediately dispersed.