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

Zhang Wenqian's voice was not loud, but when they stepped through the Shuxiang Gate, all the students shut up.

It suddenly became very quiet here.

Then his voice reached everyone's ears.

Song Zigui was suddenly shocked——

Young Master Bai has been wronged... If he has been wronged, what about his father?

Didn’t Dad suffer any injustice?

"I am here to clear Mr. Bai's name." What does this mean?

Could it be that the Yixia that his father gave him was rejected by the Ninth Princess?

Dad was summoned to Lanting by the Ninth Princess, and he didn't return to preside over the second test. Instead, Zhang Wenqian and the other two academy directors came...

His heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

Many other students were thinking the same thing at this moment, but they were filled with dissatisfaction!

It seems that the influence of the Zhenxi Palace has even made Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess succumb?

The word "surrender" may not be accurate. The most likely thing is... they are colluding with each other for some kind of interests!

Are they going to use their power openly to protect Bai Shaoqiu?

Is the palace's purpose to use this literary gathering to establish Bai Shaoqiu as the top writer?

If Bai Shaoqiu really wins the championship, his reputation as the number one waste in Xiling City will be washed away, and he will suddenly become the number one talent in Xiling City!

Then this son-in-law of the palace is not a disgrace to the palace, but has become the glory of the palace!

The palace is for fame!

It's more than just a name!

Some people immediately thought of the gambling game at Jubao Money House.

Jubao Money House dared to open this absurd gambling game. Everyone originally thought that the owner, Qian, had gone crazy. Now it seems...

This is clearly a sinkhole set for everyone in Xiling City!

This is a huge piece of fat!

It takes enormous power to make a well-known loser the top scholar!

If there was no promise from the palace, how could Jubao Money House have the courage to make such a bet that made everyone think that Bai Shaoqiu was bound to lose?

I heard that the palace's expenses have increased dramatically in the past two years, while its income has decreased.

I heard that the palace may look glamorous, but in reality, its finances are extremely empty...

This move is so cruel!

The palace gained both fame and fortune!

Almost all the students here bet on Bai Shaoqiu to lose!

Now it seems that they are determined to force a comeback!

Their eyes suddenly turned red.

Zhang Wenqian and two other senior deans were walking towards the group of students.

Song Zigui, along with more than a hundred students, also walked towards Zhang Wenqian and others.

Bai Shaoqiu didn't move.

Dongfang Meng didn't move.

He scratched his head, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and grinned foolishly.

There’s really something to watch!

Could it be that my brother-in-law will appear as the protagonist again?

……

……

The black-armored guard stood in the middle.

Zhang Wenqian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the group of young men standing opposite him, his gaze fixed on Song Zigui's face.

"I am here to tell you two things!"

"First, Master Song's judgment of Bai Shaoqiu's poem "Late Spring" was unfair, and he is currently being punished by Her Highness the Ninth Princess..."

Before he finished speaking, a student in the crowd angrily stepped forward and interrupted him:

"I dare to ask Elder Dean Zhang, have you ever seen Bai Shaoqiu bullying Master Song by relying on his status as the prince's son-in-law?"

"Let me ask Elder Zhang, since you're not here, how do you know that Master Song's verdict is unfair?"

"Even if Master Song's judgment is wrong, it cannot be called unfair! He, Bai Shaoqiu, can appeal to Master Si!"

"As a judge, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and occasional mistakes are normal. Why did Her Highness the Ninth Princess punish Master Song? And how did Her Highness the Ninth Princess punish Master Song?"

The student spoke righteously and sternly, then bowed and said, "I, your disciple, have always followed your teacher's teachings and believe that all things should be handled fairly."

"Now that the students have stood up today, they have no intention of backing down!"

"he,"

The student stood up and pointed at Bai Shaoqiu who was eating green plums not far away:

"Isn't it clear to everyone what kind of person Bai Shaoqiu is?"

"Over ten years of word-of-mouth... I believe anyone who has heard of his name knows it!"

"It's just that he has transformed himself from an illiterate prodigal son into the royal palace's son-in-law. His status has changed."

"There is a royal palace and an imperial gift!"

"So he dared to beat up three people at Zhuxi Bridge, one of whom was Master Chen!"

"So he came to the Shuxiang Gate and asked the Fourth Young Master to beat Master Song to death with a stick!"

"Zhang Yuanzheng, Li Yuanzheng, Qu Yuanzheng... I saw it with my own eyes, and there is absolutely no lie!"

"I just want to ask, can Bai Shaoqiu do whatever he wants now that he has the support of the palace and the imperial edict?"

"All the teachers, even the Deans like you, dare not confront Bai Shaoqiu's past just because of his powerful background?"

"Are you deliberately trying to cover up the truth?"

"Just to curry favor with the powerful?"

"Are you going to let the Zhuxi Literature Club, which was once as pure as snow, become as filthy as it is now?"

"Alas……"

The student raised his arms:

"A stinky fish has turned over a new leaf and become a lucky fish in the eyes of you sycophants!"

"Those who speak out for justice are punished in impartial judgments, while a useless person who can't even read a single word writes a poem and expects it to be published in a prestigious journal..."

"How ridiculous!"

"How sad!"

"I, Chang Sanchuan, will never surrender!"

He turned around and shouted to the thousand or so students behind him:

"Everyone, if you still have a bit of literary spirit, follow me... to defeat Bai Shaoqiu, restore Master Song's innocence, and restore the literary society..."

"boom!"

A sound.

The young man named Chang Sanchuan was unable to utter the word "justice". He covered the back of his head with one hand and let out a cry of "Ouch".

He turned his head.

Then he saw Bai Shaoqiu walking towards him leisurely.

That was a green plum.

Bai Shaoqiu threw it very accurately, but Dongfang Meng thought the force was too weak.

If he were the one to throw it, he would probably beat to death on the spot the guy who was talking too much and stealing the show from his brother-in-law.

Bai Shaoqiu looked at Dongfang Meng and said with a smile:

"Do you know the best way to deal with such self-righteous people?"

Dongfang glanced at Bai Shaoqiu and said, "Of course, he'll be beaten to death with a stick!"

"You're right. Brother-in-law, I used to be a reasonable person, but after so many times, I really don't have the patience to reason with them anymore. At this time, fists are more effective than reason."

Dongfang Meng looked at his fist that was like a hammer and smiled innocently: "I still think a stick is more useful."

Bai Shaoqiu thought that the main reason was that this young master couldn't lift the stick.

He walked past the black-armored warrior in the field, stopped, looked up at Chang Sanchuan, and said bluntly:

"I beat you!"

"Come and bite me!"

Chang Sanchuan was furious, covering the back of his head with one hand and pointing at Bai Shaoqiu with the other:

"Masters, you see it now!"

“This fellow…”

Bai Shaoqiu glared, raised his hand, and threw another fruit over.

This time Chang Sanchuan was smart and dodged by turning his head, but Song Zigui behind him was in trouble.

He was moved by Chang Sanchuan's righteous words.

His blood was boiling as he thought about how to put more pressure on these three deans.

The fruit flew past Chang Sanchuan's ear and hit him on the forehead with a "bang"!

"what……!"

Disaster strikes from the sky!

I’m in!

Did you check the almanac before going out today?

Song Zigui screamed and covered his forehead with his hands, tears streaming down his face in pain.