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

Being paraded through the streets was a severe punishment for a scholar like Tian Cao, not to mention being beaten with dozens of sticks and going to jail. Zhang Jingwei was so happy when he saw Tian Cao in shackles and with a disheveled appearance on the street.

A graceful figure walked towards Zhang Jingwei from the crowd of onlookers, "Young Master Zhang..." Yang Xier blushed, her voice was gentle as water, she had light makeup on her face, and was wearing a green silk dress.

Zhang Jingwei raised his sword-like eyebrows, and replied with a gentle smile on his handsome face: "Sister Yang, I wonder what you want from me?"

Yang Xier, with a look of gratitude on her face, bowed and said, "Thanks to Master Zhang for your help this time, I would like to express my gratitude!"

Zhang Jingwei quickly stepped forward to help her up, smiling and saying, "Sister Yang, are you being distant with me? Why should we be so polite?"

Yang Xier lowered her head slightly and said softly, "To be honest, I don't think I've ever had any dealings with Master Zhang before."

Zhang Jingwei laughed heartily and replied cheerfully, "Perhaps this is fate! So, Sister Yang, do you have any specific plans for the future?"

Yang Xier raised her head, a hint of longing and determination flashing in her eyes. She slowly said, "As for me, I just want to go home quickly, back to our village, to help my parents farm, so that they can have some relief. Besides, my younger brother is about to reach school age, and we'll need a lot of money in the future."

Zhang Jingwei patted his chest without hesitation and promised, "If you need money, Sister Yang, just ask. I will definitely donate generously!"

Yang Xier shook her head slightly, looking embarrassed and declining, "I appreciate Mr. Zhang's kindness, but I am a married woman after all. If I have too much contact with you, I'm afraid it will inevitably attract some gossip."

Zhang Jingwei frowned slightly and snorted coldly, "Sister Yang, you can relax. Those who dare to gossip about me should first carefully consider their own worth!"

Yang Xier couldn't help but chuckle, her beautiful eyes flickering as she looked at Zhang Jingwei and whispered, "Master Zhang, don't blame me for being offensive. You are really different from those other well-mannered scholars."

Zhang Jingwei asked with interest, "Oh? Then I wonder what's different about me?"

Yang Xier covered her mouth and laughed, "Although Young Master Zhang looks like a well-read man, he has a wild nature and behaves in a rather unrestrained and free-spirited manner!"

Zhang Jingwei raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "There is a word called 'cool!'" His eyes fell on Yang Xier in front of him, with a bit of teasing and appreciation.

Yang Xier frowned slightly and responded doubtfully: "As a woman, I don't know what pants are, but Mr. Zhang must be a good man."

Zhang Jingwei laughed heartily, took a step forward, and whispered to Yang Xier, "Whether he's a good person or not is hard to say, but he's definitely someone who cherishes women. Especially a beauty like Sister Yang, who's as beautiful as a fairy. I want to cherish her from the bottom of my heart."

Normally, if Yang Xier heard a man say such frivolous words, she would have treated him with cold, merciless eyes and ridiculed him. However, now, facing Zhang Jingwei, she even felt like teasing him, and said with a coquettish smile, "Young Master Zhang, you really love to joke. I once had the honor of meeting your wife. She is a rare beauty in this world. Not only is she beautiful, but she also exudes a sense of righteousness. She treats people with neither timidity nor arrogance. Such a beauty, Young Master Zhang, should cherish her doubly."

Zhang Jingwei nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and replied with pride, "Of course. Women like my wife are rare in the world. Of course, I will treat her like a rare treasure and protect her with all my heart!"

Yang Xier chuckled softly, bowed slightly, and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave now. I live in Yuquan Township, Hunyuan County. If Young Master Zhang is free in the future, please come to my humble abode. My mother is an expert in tea making, and I hope Young Master Zhang will be able to come and taste some of her tea."

Zhang Jingwei quickly bowed and happily agreed, "Of course, of course! It's truly an honor for me to taste your mother's fine tea."

When Yang Xier turned around and left, her graceful figure gradually walked away. Zhang Jingwei looked in the direction where she went, and a trace of regret welled up in his heart.

Huangfu Ling behind him suddenly asked, "Are you reluctant to let go?" This question was like a bolt from the blue, bringing Zhang Jingwei, who was originally a little absent-minded, back to his senses.

He just stared at Huangfu Ling with wide eyes in surprise, and stammered, "Of course it's...you...where did you come from?" He looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Huangfu Ling chuckled and said coquettishly, "It started when you said you were a man who cherished women!" As she spoke, she blinked mischievously.

Hearing this, Zhang Jingwei's face instantly turned red to his ears. He scratched his head and called out embarrassedly, "Lingmei..." His voice was as low as a mosquito's hum.

However, Huangfu Ling had no intention of letting him go easily. She put her hands on her hips and feigned anger, scolding him, "You're just a lustful guy. Every time you see a pretty woman, you lose your soul and can't even walk!"

Zhang Jingwei hurriedly defended himself, "No way, Lingmei. In my eyes, no matter how beautiful other women are, they are not even one ten-thousandth as beautiful as you! Look, I couldn't walk when I saw Lingmei." After saying that, he smiled foolishly at Huangfu Ling with a flattering look on his face.

Huangfu Ling was amused by him and chuckled, but she scolded him harshly, "Humph, you only know how to talk nonsense! But since you are so good at coaxing people, I will be magnanimous and not bother with you."

At this time, Zhang Jingwei took the opportunity to reach out and gently took Huangfu Ling's hand, saying softly: "Okay, Lingmei, let's go home."

Huangfu Ling nodded slightly and responded, "Yeah." Then the two of them walked towards the Marquis' Mansion hand in hand, talking and laughing.

"Zhang Xiaolian is truly a role model and example for our generation!" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"That's right! This senior is a man of strong character and uprightness! Think about it, in that solemn and dignified court, facing the evil Tian Cao, he was not afraid at all. He attacked angrily and beat him up. Such behavior is really admirable. He is truly a man of character!" Another person also echoed with admiration on his face.

"I heard that Zhang Xiaolian not only bravely fought against the evildoers, but also cracked a corruption case in the Yunzhou military camp! His merits are really immeasurable and have benefited the military and civilians!" Another person added excitedly.

At this time, people on the street heard that Zhang Jingwei was passing by and rushed to surround him like a tide. Some praised him highly, praising his bravery; some gave him a thumbs up, praising his wisdom; and some even shouted that they wanted to learn from him and make him their life goal.

Huangfu Ling, who was standing aside, leaned gently on Zhang Jingwei's broad shoulders, her pretty face filled with pride.

The case has been solved, and Zhang Jingwei's popularity in Yunzhou has reached its peak. Unlike his previous image of a playboy, he is now like a hero and is respected by everyone.

From this moment on, the students of Yunzhou developed integrity. Not only did they study hard, but their character also improved. Not only did they correct bad habits such as visiting brothels and gambling, but they also behaved politely with their parents and wives at home.