Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

However, Zhang Jingwei didn't give them a good face. He just snorted coldly and said, "I'm not good! Do whatever you want to me. Kill me or chop me up as you please!"

Wang Caiwu quickly stepped forward, explaining with an apologetic smile, "Alas, sir, calm down first. This isn't meant to harm you. The Marquis just issued an order saying you're drunk, and he specifically ordered us to stay here and guard you until you sober up."

Zhang Jingwei stared at the person in front of him with a sharp gaze, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a hint of disdain: "Do you think I look drunk?"

Wang Caiwu quickly bowed his head and clasped his fists in salute, and replied respectfully: "Sir, whether you are drunk or not is not up to me to decide. This is for the Marquis to decide..."

Zhang Jingwei sneered at this and asked, "So, even when I can sober up is up to him?"

At this time, Song Geng, who had been standing aside in silence, suddenly spoke up: "Son-in-law is a smart man. He should know what is best for himself."

Zhang Jingwei turned to look at Song Geng, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he said as if he suddenly realized something, "Oh? So you are Song Geng! I remember, we had a drink together before. I heard some rumors recently that someone in the underworld is offering a high price for my head. I wonder if this is true?"

Song Geng nodded expressionlessly and said in a deep voice, "It's true! So, my son-in-law should stay in the Marquis' Mansion honestly. This way you can ensure your safety. This is undoubtedly the wisest choice at the moment."

Zhang Jingwei frowned slightly and asked, "Are these people coming for my head, or are they after the 'Secret Decree of the Late Emperor' that has been passed down through our Zhang family's ancestors?"

Song Geng's expression changed, and he quickly waved his hand and said, "This matter involves confidentiality. I'm sorry, I really can't tell you the details, sir. Please don't embarrass me."

Zhang Jingwei snorted coldly, crossed his arms, and said proudly, "Humph! My legs are on my body. I want to see who dares to touch me easily."

Wang Caiwu saw this and became anxious. He raised his voice and shouted, "Sir, please return to the courtyard immediately!"

The captain also echoed: "Yes, please come back to the courtyard!"

Seeing that Zhang Jingwei had no intention of retreating, Song Geng's eyes flashed with coldness. He suddenly drew the sword from his waist and placed the sharp blade across Zhang Jingwei's neck.

Although Zhang Jingwei stopped, there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. He stared at Song Geng intently.

Song Geng put the knife in his hand against Zhang Jingwei's neck again and shouted, "General Song Geng, please ask the son-in-law to return to the courtyard!"

Zhang Jingwei's eyes widened in anger, and he roared at the front with gnashing teeth: "Song! I will remember you!"

However, despite the burning anger in his heart, when he thought that Mu Tou was not around, Zhang Jingwei had to suppress his anger and turned around to walk towards the yard.

At this moment, Wang Caiwu sighed helplessly and said to Song Geng, "Brother Song, why are you so persistent?" Song Geng responded with a stern face, "I am following military orders. How can I allow personal feelings to interfere? I am not afraid of that dandy boy!"

At this moment, the captain standing nearby couldn't help but interrupt, "I heard that your son-in-law has been nominated as a filial and honest official. He will definitely be an official in the future. You are just a mere seventh-rank captain..." Before he could finish his words, Song Geng interrupted him rudely, "Humph! So what? Gao Fei was just a seventh-rank cavalry captain before, but now he has been promoted three ranks to become a lieutenant general! Just because of your low status, should you bow down to the powerful and retreat?"

Wang Caiwu frowned upon hearing this and retorted, "How can you compare them? Putting aside other things, just talking about martial arts, are you as skilled as Gao? Or do you think you can single-handedly hijack the prisoner cart and kill Han Ye like he did?"

Facing Wang Caiwu's questioning, Song Geng showed no fear and answered with his head held high, "Even if the son-in-law really wants to pursue this matter later, at worst I will bear all the blame. But if I let the son-in-law escape because of my momentary concession, then we will all be punished together. In comparison, whether this is a good deal or not, I believe everyone knows it very well!"

……

The atmosphere in the main hall was solemn and oppressive. Huangfu Changshui sat upright in the seat of honor, his face dignified, while Huangfu Ling knelt below with a pale face.

Huangfu Ling raised her head, looked at her father with tearful eyes, and pleaded in a voice: "Please don't embarrass him, Daddy!"

Huangfu Changshui was furious when he heard this. He slammed the table and scolded, "This kid is being naughty again! How dare you talk to me so boldly!"

Huangfu Ling did not back down and continued to argue: "There must be some misunderstanding here. Daddy, please believe me and withdraw your troops first!" Her tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

Just at this moment, a messenger rushed into the main hall and knelt on one knee to report to Huangfu Changshui what happened in the East Courtyard.

After Huangfu Changshui finished listening, he turned to look at his daughter and said coldly, "You heard it too! If I withdraw my troops now, he will take the opportunity to slip away!"

Huangfu Ling was extremely anxious when he heard this, and he quickly said, "Dad, let me go see him. I want to explain everything to him face to face!"

Huangfu Changshui frowned, and after a moment's silence, he finally said, "Well, it's up to you. But if Zhang Jingwei insists on divorcing you, I will not let him go and will take his life!"

Huangfu Ling's heart tightened, but she nodded firmly and replied, "Don't worry, Daddy, I will definitely find out the reason!" After that, she stood up and walked out quickly, and her figure gradually disappeared outside the door.

……

East courtyard.

Zhang Jingwei had been looking at a business card for nearly half a quarter of an hour when Liang Dahai took out a business card while helping him pack up.

The name card contains Zhang Jingwei's name, the college he studied in, his highest achievement (highest academic degree), his teachers, his classmates who sponsored him, his grades in the state examination, and the official office that issued the post. To be precise, this is his academic record on the China Higher Education Student Information and Career Center!

Zhang Jingwei stared at the thin report card in his hand with surprise on his face. His eyes were as big as copper bells and he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Class 1, haha!" He was so excited that he danced with joy, as if the whole world was cheering for him.

Seeing this, Liang Dahai, who was standing by, quickly stepped forward, a flattering smile plastered on his face as he complimented him, "Young Master, you got A-1 in both subjects! You're simply the God of Literature!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingwei couldn't stop smiling, his heart filled with pride and elation. Suddenly, his eyes fell on a word - "Linsheng". He couldn't help but frown and said to himself: "Linsheng? It's this 'Lin'! Haha! I thought Wang Ju called me by the wrong name before."

At this time, Wang Ergou, who was standing nearby, quickly chimed in, "Yes! Young Master, you are a student on government academy admissions, and you even ranked first among the students! You truly deserve the top spot!"

Zhang Jingwei found this even more bizarre and amusing, and burst into laughter again: "There's even mutual protection here! Haha!"

Zhang Liuze nodded gravely and explained, "Of course. The Academician is known for his strictness. Once someone is caught cheating, not only will the cheater be severely punished, but the other two people who guaranteed them will also be expelled! So no one dares to take any chances."

However, while everyone was immersed in joy, only Zhang Jingwei knew that the two bursts of laughter had a different reason. He secretly glanced at the word that was giving him a headache and groaned inwardly, "What the hell is this word? It gives me a headache just looking at it!"

At this time, Liang Dahai did not notice Zhang Jingwei's abnormality. Instead, he pointed at the word and said loudly: "'Qi', Zhang Qi, so your name is 'Zhang Qi'!"

When Zhang Jingwei heard this, he immediately went crazy, waving his hands and laughing wildly, shouting: "My surname is Zhang, my name is Qi, and my courtesy name is Jingwei...Haha!"

Zhang Liuyi slapped his forehead and cried out, "Oh, I'm confused. I even forgot to tell you the young master's name!"

After Zhang Jingwei had laughed enough, he suddenly stopped laughing and said to Liang Dahai seriously, "Let's not leave yet. Make me a coffin. I suddenly don't want to live anymore!"

Liang Dahai asked in confusion, "What's going on, young master? Why would you want to commit suicide for no reason?"

Zhang Liu quickly explained, "He's probably still drunk. Why don't we let him get some sleep?"

But just as Zhang Jingwei finished talking about suicide, he walked out of the house.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering why Zhang Jingwei suddenly wanted to commit suicide.

Outside the courtyard, several officers were gathered together, whispering to each other.

Suddenly, Wang Caiwu lowered his voice and shouted nervously, "Don't talk! The son-in-law is here again!"

When the other officers heard this, they all looked in the same direction with astonishment on their faces.

Zhang Jingwei came over with an angry look on his face, shouting as he walked: "Song Geng, give me the knife!" Song Geng, who was standing aside, looked embarrassed and quickly waved his hands and said: "I'm afraid this is not appropriate, sir!"

Zhang Jingwei widened his eyes and glared at Song Geng, saying, "Well, then kill me. I don't want to live anymore anyway!" As he said that, he actually stretched his neck directly in front of Song Geng.

Seeing this, Song Geng frowned, looking very embarrassed. At this moment, Wang Caiwu, who was standing next to him, quickly came up to Song Geng and said softly, "Old Song, your son-in-law is angry with you! Just give in and talk to him!"

However, Song Geng straightened up and replied sternly, "Sir, I am only following a routine military order. I dare not disobey!"

After hearing this, Zhang Jingwei snorted coldly and shouted again, "Well, in that case, I command you to kill me immediately!"

Wang Caiwu stamped his feet anxiously and muttered quietly, "Oh, look, it's all your fault. You can't say nice things to please your son-in-law. Now look what happened! He's really blackmailing you!"

Song Geng sighed helplessly, bowed to Zhang Jingwei and said, "Sir, I was inappropriate in my words just now and offended you. Please be magnanimous and forgive my sins!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingwei didn't appreciate it at all and still insisted: "Okay, I can forgive you, but the premise is that you must kill me first!"

Song Geng asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Why...why is my son-in-law so determined to die?"

Zhang Jingwei sighed heavily, covered his face with his hands, and muttered to himself, "Lian Cen Na! (Yunnan dialect, roughly meaning to be ashamed!)"

Unfortunately, Song Geng didn't understand the meaning of this sentence and couldn't help asking, "What are you talking about, uncle?"

Finally, Zhang Jingwei waved his hands helplessly like a deflated ball and sighed, "Oh, forget it, give me the knife! I can do it myself!"

He then reached out to grab the knife. The officer was terrified and clutched the sword at his waist tightly, fearing that it would be snatched away if he wasn't paying attention! Wang Ergou, who had chased after him anxiously, shouted at the top of his lungs as he ran, "Young Master!" His voice cut through the night sky, filled with endless anxiety and worry.

Wang Caiwu, who was standing nearby, saw this and quickly shouted at Wang Ergou, "Take your young master back home and let him have a good rest. If you keep making such a fuss, he might get hurt!"

Wang Ergou ran to Zhang Jingwei, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, begging him bitterly, "Master, let's go back! Don't mess around here!"

However, Zhang Jingwei seemed to have lost his mind at this moment. He stared blankly ahead, muttering to himself, "I just want to see Huangfu Ling again before I die. Is that okay? Even just a glance..."

Song Geng looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's so late, Miss...she's probably already asleep and won't see you."

Hearing this, Wang Ergou couldn't help but said anxiously, "Master, you humiliated her so cruelly in front of so many people today. How could she possibly want to see you again? Stop dreaming!"

Zhang Jingwei seemed not to have heard what they said at all. He turned his head slowly, his eyes revealing a hint of despair and determination, and then whispered: "In that case, say 'I'm sorry' to her for me!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed forward and slammed his head against the edge of the square pillar not far away!

There was a dull thud. Due to the interaction of forces, Zhang Jingwei was thrown back several steps by the immense reaction force. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his forehead, followed by a stream of warm liquid running down his cheek. Looking closely, he saw blood gushing from the wound, forking at the bridge of his nose and quickly staining his pale face red.

Seeing this scene, Wang Caiwu was horrified and shouted loudly: "Son-in-law! All of you come here quickly and hold him down tightly. Don't let him do anything stupid again! And all of you, hurry up and get a doctor! I'm going to find the Marquis right now!"

Just as everyone was in a panic, a clear and angry female voice suddenly rang out: "Zhang Qi! Are you going to die again?!"