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

When Master Song made this judgment, Bai Shaoqiu was stunned for three breaths.

I'm going!

I copied such a good poem but only got a B grade!

He smiled calmly, took the paper with the words "乙下" written on it from Master Song's hand, and slowly stood up.

Song Zigui had come to his senses by this time.

His heart was already in his throat!

Hearing his father's announcement, he became even more nervous.

That fellow Bai Shaoqiu has no moral principles of martial arts!

He got a B, which meant he would stop there and lose to himself!

Not only did he lose all his face, but he also had to pay me a full ten thousand taels of silver!

He was so angry that he was afraid he would do something bad to his father...

"My fellow students, please protect my father!"

Song Zigui roared and rushed towards his father first.

The other ten or so students took a look and thought... They had agreed to advance and retreat together, so Bai Shaoqiu would never dare to let the fourth young master of the palace beat all of them to death!

The Ninth Princess is here!

There is also the great scholar Fang who came from Kyoto!

Even the Zhenxi Palace cannot protect Bai Shaoqiu!

This matter needs to be made a big deal!

The bigger the better!

Letting the great scholar Fang support these students made the Ninth Princess furious!

Let the palace be cautious!

When the Ninth Princess returns to the capital, she will definitely inform the Emperor of the evil deeds that Bai Shaoqiu has done!

Bai Shaoqiu will definitely not have a good ending. Even if it is the Prince of Zhenxi's Mansion, he will definitely be punished by the emperor!

The emperor will definitely strip him of his title of imperial son-in-law and even chop off his head!

The angry teenagers didn't care about the foul smell at all. They surrounded Master Song who was still sitting on the ground.

Song Zigui glared at Bai Shaoqiu, then turned to look at the black-armored warrior who was responsible for maintaining order:

"General!"

"You have seen with your own eyes this boy committing violence against my father and trampling underfoot the dignity of a scholar!"

"He has seriously violated the rules of the literary gathering and undermined its fairness!"

"As my father, I speak for all the scholars in the world. Please, General, present this to Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess. Please, as my father, uphold justice for us students!"

The other students echoed this, each expressing their indignation.

The black-armored warrior is in a dilemma.

He was originally watching the excitement with great interest——

He felt that this son-in-law of the royal family had a lot of character!

When he was talking about reason, he acted like a scholar, but when he was taking action, he acted like a reckless man... This was very much in line with the temperament of a military warrior like him.

He also thought that the fourth young master of the palace was very good.

He is a little silly, but this Fourth Young Master is really fierce!

The military values ​​the strong, and this Fourth Young Master truly has the power to defeat a thousand troops!

As for who is right between the two sides...

In his opinion, Bai Shaoqiu was obviously right.

They just came to participate in a literary gathering and answered the questions according to the rules of the gathering. As a judge, your judgment of the result is correct. Why do you have to say those useless words to anger Bai Shaoqiu?

You can't talk him out of it, and you can't beat him in battle. Doesn't he deserve to be bullied?

Now the teacher gave Bai Shaoqiu a B-level blow, which cut off Bai Shaoqiu's way forward... Bai Shaoqiu might really be beaten to death with this blow!

Nothing can happen!

Although the black-armored warrior stood on Bai Shaoqiu's side, he could not bear to see the master die tragically on the spot.

He looked at Bai Shaoqiu.

Bai Shaoqiu, who thought he had gotten a B, was extremely angry at the moment, but unexpectedly, what he saw was a face with a smile as bright as spring breeze.

Bai Shaoqiu also looked at the black-armored warrior and even took the initiative to speak:

"Yes, someone needs to come and administer this so-called justice, otherwise someone will die."

"Well, I won't make it difficult for you, General. The stench here is truly unpleasant."

"Let them take the Master away to bathe and change clothes..."

Bai Shaoqiu looked at Song Zigui and smiled even brighter:

"He's your father?"

"Like son, like father...same bastard, both shameless!"

Song Zigui was furious, his eyes widening: "Bai Shaoqiu, don't provoke me with words. You are a defeated general who only got a B grade..."

He didn't dare to say the word "waste".

Because standing next to Bai Shaoqiu was the fourth young master of the royal palace who was as tall as an iron tower!

"Since you lost, take out the ten thousand taels of silver!"

"You hit my father, and I, Songzi, will make you pay the price!"

Bai Shaoqiu was happy:

"With your father's ability, can he become the teacher of Ling Academy?"

"Don't you want justice? I want it too!"

"I am now formally filing a complaint. Master Song abused his power for personal gain. He was worried that his son would lose the ten thousand taels of silver he won in the literary gathering gambling game, so he deliberately sentenced me, Young Master B, to the lower position."

He looked at the black-armored warrior again, handed the paper in his hand to him, and said righteously:

"This is a poem written by me, Bai Shaoqiu. Please present it to Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess."

"For the sake of fairness, and to prevent villains like Song Zigui from framing me, Bai Shaoqiu, for favoritism and corruption, I suggest that Her Highness the Ninth Princess invite the great scholar Wen, the great scholar Si, and all the masters to jointly and publicly judge this poem of mine!"

The black-armored warrior took the paper.

He originally thought that since Bai Shaoqiu's poem was rated as B-low, it must be not well written.

He didn't understand poetry, but after hearing Bai Shaoqiu speak so confidently...

This is a bit like a trial by three courts in the court.

Doesn’t this mean that Mr. Bai is extremely confident in his poem?

If he won, wouldn't that prove that Mr. Song was guilty of favoritism?

He didn't know how this crime would be sentenced, he only knew that Master Song would be ruined!

The black-armored warrior bowed and saluted:

"I'll go ask the Ninth Princess to seek justice for this matter!"

He turned around, thought for a moment, and was afraid that Bai Shaoqiu would beat Master Song to death as soon as he left.

So, he yelled at Song Zigui and the others:

"What are you still doing?"

"Why don't you send Master Song to wash?"

"Come back after you've washed and wait for the Ninth Princess to summon you!"

Song Zigui finally came to his senses and quickly helped his father up. Together with more than ten students, he sent his father to a row of teachers' houses deep in the bamboo stream.

That was prepared for the scholars who came to the Zhuxi Literary Society to participate in the judging.

It is a bit far from the quiet wooden house where the Ninth Princess lives.

Bai Shaoqiu stood in front of Shuxiang's door.

Qi Shaotong was looking at Bai Shaoqiu not far away from the opposite side of the door.

He saw and heard everything that happened here.

Seeing Bai Shaoqiu so calm, he felt a little uneasy in his heart!

B down!

If Bai Shaoqiu's poem was really only of the second-best level, how could he dare to present it to Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess!

How dare I let such an old scholar as Mr. Si and Mr. Fang make the final judgment on this poem!

Even if Bai Shaoqiu is a prodigal son, that's because the Bai family was rich in the past, and he is not really stupid.

So...that poem is probably really good.

Then Master Song...his ending might not be as simple as being beaten up.

Then Song Zigui would probably leave a bad impression in the Ninth Princess's mind.

His future is also in jeopardy.

Qi Shaotong pondered for a few breaths, walked back to Shuxiang Gate, and bowed to Bai Shaoqiu:

"I am Qi Shaotong from Changxing Academy. I would like to meet Mr. Bai."

A moon gate separates two people.

When Bai Shaoqiu heard this, he immediately laughed:

"Oh, Master Qi, there is a girl in green at Ruzhuxi who likes you."

Qi Shaotong was dumbfounded: "..."