My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

lotus pond.

Watchtower Pavilion.

The ninth princess, Tang Xianxian, sat in the pavilion.

An waited by the side and made a pot of tea.

Tang Xianxian supported her chin with both hands and looked at the blooming lotus flowers that seemed even more holy under the bright moonlight. A faint smile appeared on her face, and she looked even more beautiful than the lotus flowers.

The girl's long eyelashes moved slightly.

There is a sparkling light in the blinking eyes.

Tonight, she witnessed everything that happened under the Wall of Knowledge!

Thinking back on it carefully now, although the time was short, it gave her a feeling of twists and turns.

I was originally worried that Princess Changying Bai Shaoqiu would be ridiculed and humiliated by those students.

He was indeed ridiculed and humiliated, but he was able to keep his composure!

This guy is not only thick-skinned, but also very cunning!

Everyone has made a mistake!

How could he be the good-for-nothing prodigal son that the neighbors in Xiling City say he is?

He took advantage of the students' carelessness...

Or perhaps it was through the trust that the students had in Song Zigui,

Or maybe they are taking advantage of their greed for money.

After all, he took advantage of people's hearts and human nature, and perfectly set a trap for Song Zigui that he could not refuse!

When everyone thought he would lose, he surprisingly came up with the second line of the couplet...

However, if Commander Zhao had not drawn his sword,

Or if I don’t come forward to clarify for him later... Gossip can destroy a person... What will he do when he is unable to defend himself?

Just as Tang Xianxian was thinking this, Zhao Poshan came in front of her.

He bowed and whispered:

"Your Highness, that Mr. Bai Shaoqiu... I'm afraid he's a master!"

Tang Xianxian was startled. She looked up, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhao Poshan, who had already taken off his helmet. She hesitated for five full breaths.

"This is impossible!"

"If he is a master, he must have a disciple."

"He's been living in Xiling City, living a life of debauchery with his cronies all day long... There's no doubt about it!"

"As for Xi Wen, perhaps he took advantage of the time after returning home in the evening."

"Learning literature is something one can figure out and comprehend on their own if one has talent, but learning martial arts...that really requires a master."

"What makes you think he's a master?"

Zhao Poshan hesitated for three breaths:

"Your Highness, I'm afraid you won't believe this, but I sense a murderous aura from him!"

"……murderous look?"

Tang Xianxian widened her eyes.

From her two encounters with Bai Shaoqiu, she felt that Bai Shaoqiu had a refined air.

A bit ruffian!

There is also a bit of lazy air!

But there is no murderous intent!

"Your Highness, I sensed it when those students were about to attack him. Otherwise... I wouldn't have struck that blow!"

Tang Xianxian opened her mouth and was stunned for a moment:

"You mean... the person you saved with that strike wasn't Bai Shaoqiu, but the students who rushed towards him?"

"Exactly!"

Zhao Poshan said in a firm tone:

"If I were three breaths later, I believe Bai Shaoqiu would have killed at least three people!"

"..."

Tang Xianxian and An were both stunned.

Zhao Poshan is the commander of the imperial palace guards!

He joined the northern border army at the age of fourteen. At the age of sixteen, he killed three hundred enemies and captured an enemy commander in the war with Northern Liang, making great military achievements.

At the age of eighteen, he was transferred to the Kyoto Martial Arts Academy to learn martial arts. At the age of twenty, his martial arts skills reached the fifth level and he became a sword-bearing guard of the Imperial Palace.

At the age of 24, his martial arts skills reached the fourth level and he became a walking official in front of the Imperial Palace.

At the age of 27, he broke through the third rank and became the commander of the imperial guards!

His feeling should not be wrong, but... if Bai Shaoqiu had that ability, why would Princess Changying run away from her marriage to fight the barbarians in the wilderness?

She was probably too happy to have time!

After the imperial edict from my father came down, with the ability of the royal palace, they should have investigated Bai Shaoqiu's eight generations of ancestors thoroughly, and the royal palace should know everything about him.

But the palace still treats him with disdain...

So, “Did I make a mistake?”

"Or someone else?"

Zhao Poshan hesitated for a moment, trusting his intuition:

"Your Highness, even if he hasn't practiced martial arts, he has killed people!"

After thinking for a while, Zhao Poshan added: "I have killed many people!"

After hearing this, Tang Xianxian didn't believe it.

"This is even more impossible!"

"Last year, he was arrested and thrown into prison because he punched Song Zigui... I haven't checked his criminal record at the Xiling City Guard House, but the Zhenxi Palace must have!"

"Who did he kill?"

"Where did he go and kill so many people?"

"Although Xiling City is an important town in the west, it is also the fief of the King of Zhenxi. It is under the watchful eye of the King of Zhenxi, Dongfang Ba..."

Tang Xianxian took a sip of her teacup and said, "If he killed a lot of people, there's no way he could hide it from Dongfang Ba!"

"It can't be hidden from the eyes of the neighbors in Xiling City!"

"With a murder case, this is no small matter."

When Zhao Poshan heard this, he began to doubt himself.

Your Highness is telling the truth!

But what about the murderous intent?

"Perhaps I have misjudged you. I shall take my leave now!"

"Alright... Bai Shaoqiu will be studying in the library for two days. Send a guard to secretly watch him... The academy is full of young men, and they are full of vigor and vitality. I'm a little worried that they might do something bad to Bai Shaoqiu!"

"Sir, obey!"

After Zhao Poshan left, An asked curiously:

"Your Highness... tell me... how did he come up with the second line of the couplet?"

Tang Xianxian glanced at An and said, "I want to know too, but who knows?"

At this time, Zhang Wenqian walked over holding a lantern.

"Your Highness,"

"Mr. Zhang, please take a seat!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

After hanging up the lanterns, Zhang Wenqian lifted his sleeves and took a cup of tea from An's hand. His old face was quite serious and his old eyes were quite puzzled:

"Your Highness, I still want to ask you a question... Was the second couplet given to him by Your Highness... I have no other intentions. There are only three of us here, and I will never let anyone else hear what I said tonight!"

Tang Xianxian looked at Zhang Wenqian:

"You still don't believe it?"

Zhang Wenqian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How can I believe this?"

"This is like asking a child to take the imperial examination and win first place... Your Highness,"

"If he becomes the prince's son-in-law and undergoes a drastic change in his character, such as not going to brothels, visiting teahouses and taverns less, not walking the dog and playing with birds, and not flirting with other women... I believe it!"

"Even when he suddenly wanted to read, this old man was just a little surprised."

"But he managed to execute that Cloud Dispersion Link, and it only took him two inches of incense... What does this mean?"

"That means he almost came up with the second line right after reading the first line!"

"No need to even think!"

"This...does your Highness think it is possible?"

"Even if the literary saint from a hundred years ago were alive today, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do it!"

Tang Xianxian pondered for a moment, then smiled brightly:

"Perhaps it was luck that gave him a flash of inspiration at that moment?"

"Anyway...he did come up with this couplet."

"The great scholar Fang from the Zhuxi Literary Society will be here soon. I'll show this couplet to him then. I think he'll be pleased."

"As for whether he actually has any real talent...didn't Song Zigui invite him to the Zhuxi Literary Gathering?"

"A prize of ten thousand taels of silver... Where did Song Zigui get so much silver?"

"Well, let's add a new award to the Zhuxi Literary Society... The first prize is 3,000 taels of silver!"

"He doesn't seem to be interested in fame, but he is very interested in money."

A cunning light flashed in Tang Xianxian's eyes:

"I don't believe he won't come if I have the money!"

"If he wins the championship...it won't just be a flash of inspiration."

"He may become a legend in our Xingguo!"